Phil and Connor's Part 2: Play Time
Phil glanced back to find Connor standing there, fully nude with an erection pointing in Phil's direction.
"So, you going to finish what you started?" Connor inquired, sauntering closer. His large hand wrapped around Phil's neck and drew him in. Connor leaned forward and kissed Phil passionately, his tongue diving into Phil's mouth. Phil responded by thrusting his own tongue back into Connor's mouth. Hands glided over each other's bodies, rubbing down spines and onto asses, before grabbing onto each other's necks and cupping their heads.
Connor broke off the kiss and shifted Phil down onto his length, bringing their dicks face to face. Phil wrapped his fingers around the thick shaft and slinked his tongue along the sensitive tip, tasting the small bead of precum that had formed. It was slightly sweet, with a hint of salt and a touch of tartness – a perfect description for the man who produced it.
His lips engulfed the head of Connor's cock and moved up the shaft until Connor's cock was fully lodged in his throat, his nose nestled amidst the blonde pubes. He caressed along Connor's leg with his left hand and found his way to Connor's balls, nestled beneath the cock. His right hand wrapped around these jewels, gently tugging them out of the way from his honey. Before long, he started to bob on the cock stuffed in his mouth, milking it with his lips while using his right hand to stroke the shaft in rhythm with his mouth.
Connor seized Phil's head in his grasp, thrusting upward, fucking Phil's mouth in a frenzy. His breathing became louder and faster and he groaned, "I'm cumming", holding Phil's head steady as he shoved his cock as deep down Phil's throat as he could, discharging his load. When he was done, he pulled out, letting the last rumblings of his cum splatter on Phil's nose and chin.
He lifted Phil to his feet and leaned in, delicately licking the cum dribbling from Phil's nose, followed by the tear that now lay on his chin. Then he practically attacked Phil's mouth, kissing him deeply and embracing him. Phil's head pressed against his chest, his pliant cock resting against it. Phil's stiff cock, meanwhile, pressed into Connor's thigh.
With a few steps, Connor carried Phil to the kitchen island and sat him down, then leaned in to take Phil's 6.5-inch long member into his mouth. It didn't take long for Phil to ready himself for another climax with Connor's skilled mouth, applying the appropriate pressure and pace.
In minutes, Phil stripped down to ejaculate and Connor recognized it. He increased the force of his suction and velocity, until Phil shouted he was cumming. Connor continued, not letting up any slack. The jets of cum fired into his mouth, and Connor swallowed each one.
Once Phil had emptied himself, Connor leaned back and slowly withdrew his now-flaccid cock. Succumbing to temptation, he sucked the remaining globs of cum from its length, savoring Phil's delight. Finally, he stood up and embraced Phil, eyeballing Phil's royal blue eyes that were ablaze with lust. He spread Phil's legs and kissed him deeply. His own erection at full mast, he rubbed Phil's anus with the head, exerting a steady pressure, until Phil gave in and Connor slipped into him.
"This feels unbelievable," Phil exclaimed. "I adore the feeling of your cock in me."
Connor continued to thrust into Phil, his face a study in focus as he gazed into Phil's lust-filled eyes. Phil's erect dick bounced against his furry stomach, precum oozing from the tip and forming an enticing pool. Connor stroked Phil's cock, timed with his pumping. And before Phil knew it, they were both prepared for another climax.
"Coffee?" Connor inquired, gasping for breath while readjusting his dick to its fully-erect length.
"Don't think so," Phil teased, gripping his hips.
"I thought I already had," Connor retorted as they kissed, an inch apart. His cock assumed its new hardness as they kissed, pushing against Phil's prostate. "I bet if you suck my cock right now, you'll get yours back," Connor murmured, parting for a fractions of a second.
Phil grinned and flopped against Connor, wrapping his legs around his waist and shouting, "All right, you prick!"
Connor's breathing grew heavier, and his pace picked up. His hand worked faster on Phil's cock, and within seconds, he was shooting ropes of cum all over Phil's furry belly. Watching Phil receive his pearly load sent Connor over the edge, and he emptied his own balls into Phil's ass. The cum slid along his shaft, dripping out of Phil's ass. Panting, they pressed their bodies together, sharing Phil's cum between them. Subsequently, Connor leaned down and kissed Phil, then got up and asked, "And the coffee?"
Once they were back on the mainland, there was a small puddle of cum left under Phil, which had leaked out of his ass and rolled off his belly. They cleaned themselves up and the room, then Phil brought Connor his coffee. The two of them went up to their roof deck, where they sat in the morning sun, both naked, leaning against each other while sipping their coffee.
After about an hour, it was time for Phil to get ready for his appointments. On the other hand, Connor didn't have to be at the ballpark until 2 p.m., so he returned to bed to catch a few more z's. Phil wasn't sure if he'd make it home in time for the last inning of the game. He hoped so, as he loved watching Connor play, but he didn't want to out him to the other players' wives and girlfriends.
Phil managed to make it home around 7 p.m. before the game had started. He sat down with a glass of wine, and some cheese and crackers, and watched the first inning, taking pleasure in watching Connor play and the hot guys in tight uniforms.
Just as the commentators were wrapping up the first inning, they went into a commercial break. Phil refreshed his drink and prepared for Connor's at-bat. He had never been a big sports fan, but since meeting Connor, he'd grown to enjoy baseball.
When the commercial break was over, the game resumed, and the camera focused on Connor. He was putting on his batting helmet, the bat nestled between his legs, his dick causing an intense bulge. The helmet sat firmly, he tightened his gloves, and he picked up the bat, practicing a couple of swings. As he walked back to the batter's box, he received a nod from the pitcher. He wound up, and the ball was sent flying. Connor swung, and the ball sailed deep into left field, bouncing off the wall and rolling away from the left fielder. Connor sprinted into second, was called safe by the ump, and signaled for time. Connor then exited the batter's box and called for a new pair of mitts and shin guards. He traded with the ballboy and made his way back to second base. As the camera focused on Connor's swaying ass, Phil, watching on the sofa, could no longer hold himself off. He pulled out his hard cock and started stroking it, enjoying the view. He was confident that lots of women and men all over North America were experiencing the same sensation just from watching Connor's sexy walk.
Later on, the manager pulled Connor out, as their team was winning by a wide margin. He'd gone 3 for 4, scoring a double and two RBIs. Connor was relieved from the game. Phil sadly hoped he'd make it home in time to see Connor's leadoff at-bat at the bottom of the inning.
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Connor started to pant heavily, and his pace increased. He sped up his hand on Phil's dick, and in mere moments, cum was splashing across Phil's fur, covering him in Connor's pearly semen. Watching Phil's jizz land on his fur sent Connor over the edge as well, and he filled Phil's ass with his balls, feeling it slide down and drip out. Leaning down, they hugged, Phil's load wedged between their naked torsos, finally locking lips. Connor rose to his feet and asked, "Any news about the coffee?"
Upon returning to civilization, there was a small pool underneath Phil, with a bit of the released jizz having rolled off of Phil's belly. They cleaned up, then Phil brought Connor his coffee. The two of them went up to their rooftop deck, where they sat in the sun, naked and leaning against one another, both sipping their morning pick-me-ups.
After an hour or so, Phil had to return to his clients. In the meantime, Connor had no obligation, so he headed back to their bedroom to catch a few more z's. Phil wouldn't make it home in time for the final innings either. However, he'd secretly love to watch his hot baseball player play without the need to hide himself with the wives of the other team members.
Phil cleaned up the kitchen, his penis remained erect during the entire sports event. He'd massaged his groin a few times, and he knew he'd be anticipating Connor's arrival home. Therefore, he decided to tidy the house. Technically, he resided in the apartment downstairs. The tenant had departed after a month or so, as she had to deal with a family emergency and wouldn't be coming back. The dwelling was vacant, Connor recommended that Phil relocated there, officially. They primarily spent their time upstairs, thus Phil seldom visited the apartment.
Just before midnight, Connor came inside from the park. Locker room conversation, video analysis, and a physical workout had retained him there longer than usual. As he entered the house, he was exhausted. The lights were still on, which was peculiar, as Phil wasn't usually awake at this hour. But Phil was awake, seated on the leather couch, bare and hard, and a repeat of the game was playing on the television, capturing the instant Connor was walking back to second base. Phil remained firm and his penis bobbed when he grasped his testicles.
"Hey, darling," Phil greeted. "You had an excellent performance and appeared fantastic," he nodded at the TV. Connor discarded his backpack and wandered into the living room. He sank on his knees and grabbed hold of Phil's manhood in his mouth without uttering a word. Just over half a foot vanished into his orifice. Phil lifted his arms, stroking Connor's golden hair, then enveloping his face while he switched his hips in and out.
When Phil withdrew his face from Connor's penis, he swiftly bobbed his head back and forth on the dick in his mouth, adjusting the pace and rolling Phil's scrotum in his grasp. He ceased vacuuming Connor's piece and relocated his fingers to Phil's anus. Although not intruding, he included tension. He detached himself from Phil's cock and erected Phil's limbs, trailing his tongue towards his anus. Phil exhaled loudly as he detected Connor's tongue in his sphincter and infiltrated it. His erection pulsed with the intention of ejaculating after prolonged abstinence and the warm, moistness of Connor's mouth had only stimulated his lust. He pushed Connor's head back and jetted his tongue into his anus, and mentioned, "I aim to penetrate you tonight. Your anus looked so enticing as you snatched second base and I've contemplated over it for hours."
Connor extracted his tongue in response, and divested his attire slowly. He rubbed his nipples while exposing his chest, then caressed his abdomen, rotated to show his back, and bent before thrusting his buttocks backwards. Phil dragged him near the sofa, but this time his tongue investigated Connor's anus. He moistened and treated the aperture. Connor was taut, but Phil was successful in acquiring his tongue and several fingers alternating time in Connor's anus.
Ultimately, he couldn't stand it any longer, and Connor requested that Phil utilize his penis. They switched sides, and Connor seated on the sofa, Phil raised his thighs and parted them to present Connor more extensively, then aligned his cock head with Connor's orifice.
"Are you prepared?" he inquired.
Connor nodded and Phil advanced, contacting Connor's sphincter until the tip permeated and slipped in. Phil hesitated, allowing Connor to reclaim equilibrium, and then attempted to infiltrate further, then more acutely until 6.5 inches were inserted in Connor's anus and his balls rested on the defined muscles that had attracted him during the game. He gazed at the television behind him, which portrayed Connor's anus, and then observed his member penetrating the same anus. He recognized he wouldn't last long.
An evening of abstinence and Connor's body had come to much for Phil. Connor was erect, his modest equipment protruding from his public hair, which he maintained neatly trimmed. His testicles elevated into his body. He elevated his head and closed his eyes, merely focusing on the sensations Phil instilled in his anus. Although infrequently, Phil was the ideal size for him. And he cherished the sensation of Phil's cock within his anus.
Phil could no longer restrain his ejaculation and intimated he would reach climax. He intensified his thrusting into Connor's anus and his penis oscillated within Connor. His seed spilled and coated the interior of Connor's anus as he proceeded interacting.
In the end, his climax ceased, and he drew away from Connor's behind, crouching close to lick the juice oozing from his backdoor. Next, he engulfed Connor's manhood in his mouth, licking the pre-cum from the tip and swirling his tongue around the head. Moving his lips over the length of Connor's shaft, he fondled him with his hands and sucked until Connor was ready to go, filling his mouth and throat with his juices. He swallowed it all, savoring the delicious elixir.
As if slumber had stolen them away, Phil moved up Connor's body and kissed him passionately. Flipping positions to lay upon Connor's chest on the sofa, they lied there for a couple of hours before heading up to their bed.
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