Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 3

Zack stand up until he spoke. "Okay, I got the supplies. Let's get back to what we were doing."
    As I looked at him, I think my eyes widened to the point they were about to pop out of my head. He was grinning seductively at me while standing there, holding a strip of condoms and what was probably a gallon of lube. " Holy Fucking Caterpillars, that is a massive bottle of lube! Do you run a sex club or something?" My voice sounded a little higher pitched than usual, but I was a little freaked out. Safe sex supplies in those quantities were for sex-experts and I'm sex-average at best. I could take cock like a man, but I was neither a sexcrobat nor sexually innovative.
    "A sex club? What are you talking about?"
    "You have a jug of lube and a box of condoms in your closet." I paused, thinking that sounded too ordinary. "Well, I have a box of six condoms in my nightstand. What you have is a crate of… what? A thousand condoms in your closet?"
    "I buy in bulk, the little lube bottle is empty, and I'm in a hurry and don't want to fill it up. Can we talk about this after we fuck? Because I'm having trouble focusing on anything other than the need to fuck you." Oh that sounded like a good idea, much better than continuing on with thoughts that were just making me develop performance anxiety. If we were RPG characters, his sex skill level would be in the fifties while mine was still in the single digits. Thoughts like that just weren't helping so I decided to clear my head and enjoy the night.
    And enjoy the night I would. I mean just seeing Zack naked was a guarantee for a fantastic night. Anything else was just 'raspberries on top' as mom would say.
    I think I might have had an inner ear infection or vertigo or something, because one minute I'm standing there watching Zack carrying a strip of condoms and an army-sized bucket of lube towards his nightstand, and the next thing I know I'm naked and flat on my back in the center of the bed with an equally naked Zack on top of me.
    He positioned his cock so it was above my mouth while his face was above my groin. His cock was on the large side and my lips could barely stretch around it. I used my tongue and lips to tease around the head. It'd be a while before I'd be able to deep throat his cock, but I'm pretty sure he enjoyed what I was able to do, judging by the noises he made as he sucked my cock. His mouth was incredible; he closed his lips tightly around me as he worked up and down the shaft. I had to focus on pleasing him or I'd come way too quickly.
    I pulled the thick head of his cock out of my mouth and slowly worked my lips and tongue down his long shaft. I gently used the tip of my tongue to lightly tease his large, low-hanging balls. I brought my hand up and started stroking his cock as I pulled one of his balls into my mouth. After a few minutes I started to pull my mouth away, letting his ball slowly slip out from between my lips. I moved to his other one, giving it the same treatment as I tightened my hand and started to stroke his cock faster.
    I'd gotten into a steady rhythm of tonguing his balls while jerking his cock. It was a snug fit but I'd managed to get both of his balls in my mouth and was stimulating them with my tongue. I loved the salty flavor and his manly musk scent.
    I was so into working his hard cock and balls I almost didn't notice when he pulled off me, until he started moaning louder, "Oh fuck, keep sucking my nuts while you fist-fuck my cock." His words increased my need to make him come. I started sucking on his balls harder and turning my wrist a little when I reached the head of his cock, making my thumb caress the sensitive skin underneath. I knew he liked that when, on the second upstroke, he shouted, "Sweet Jesus, I'm coming," before I felt his body tense as his cock erupted above me. I felt the first strand of his come land on my chest and stomach, followed by another jet that landed on my upper chest. The rest of his man ranch dribbled out to pool in the hollow of my neck. I continued pumping his cock until he grabbed my arm and made me stop. I knew he was most likely too sensitive but I loved the feeling of his hard cock in my hand.
    I let his tasty balls slip out of my mouth and forced myself to let go of his cock. As soon as I removed my hand, his warm mouth enveloped my prick. I didn't even know how close I was to orgasm until his moist tongue started teasing the tip of my cock, pressing against the slit. I barely had time to