Chapter Five #3
“Why not?” Merle smirks, “I brought lube.”
“That’s hot,” Jeremy says, reaching for Merle’s dick too. He’s large enough that Jeremy’s big hand hardly fits around the girth, figuring he’ll need a generous amount of lubrication, he says, “Hope you brought a lot.”
Merle bites at Jeremy’s lip and that successfully sends a shiver down his spine. Pulling away, Merle rumbles, “Get on your hands and knees.”
The discarded clothes are arm’s length away, Merle rifling through them for the bottle of lube while Jeremy rolls over and gets on his knees.
Merle comes back over to him and touches his shoulder as a gesture for him to bend over.
Once he does, Merle spreads one cheek back and licks the rim.
Jeremy jumps at the sensation, Merle licking more before flattening his tongue against Jeremy’s asshole.
Pointing his tongue, he penetrates the soft tissue and licks into Jeremy.
Hands unsteady, Jeremy gets on his elbows and arches his back so his ass is held up in the air for Merle to lick into.
Pulling away, Merle spits on the hole and rubs his fingers against it.
He pushes one digit to the first knuckle with only his spit as lube, testing the waters.
Jeremy spasms around the digit, so ready to be reamed.
Merle takes it the other way, other hand massaging his ass cheek as he tells him, “Relax, you’re too tight. ”
Jeremy audibly exhales, loosening his gut and allowing Merle to push his finger in more. The small intrusion isn’t enough to satisfy him, though, pushing his hips back and moaning, “More.”
“What do you want?” Merle teases.
“Your dick,” Jeremy huffs, “I want your dick in me.”
Merle pulls his finger out of Jeremy and moves so he’s positioned from behind, tapping his cock against Jeremy’s ass and saying, “I’m gonna give it to you good, baby.”
“Please,” Jeremy groans, cock jerking heavily between his legs. He bounces his ass up and down a little for show as he waits for Merle to lube up his cock. The cold gel lands on his hole and the cock head circles around the entrance to spread it out.
Moaning openly, that entices Merle into asking, “You ready?”
“Ah, yes,” Jeremy replies, rubbing his eyes against his folded forearms. His dick is already leaking precum from the anticipation.
“Here,” Merle says, flexing his glutes and pushing his hips forward so his cock breeches Jeremy’s hole.
Jeremy moans openly, Merle relentlessly pushing in without backing out.
Jeremy tries to keep his core loose, the large member spreading him out wide.
Merle bottoms out, balls resting against Jeremy’s perineum.
“You okay?” Merle checks in.
Jeremy gyrates his hips and is able to point the cock down on his prostate, lustfully calling, “Ah, right there, Merle, get it!”
Snapping his hips back, Merle suddenly pulls out to the tip before rocketing his hips back down into Jeremy’s sweet spot. Jeremy’s pushed forward by force, yelping, “Gah!”
Merle’s thrusts are relentless, hammering his cock in and out of Jeremy’s spread hole.
He holds onto Jeremy’s hips first, forcing his ass back on the dick.
But then he’s leaning forward, chest pressing against Jeremy’s back and hands on either side of his head.
This position allows him to really pound his hips down on Jeremy, making his knees hurt as he slides along the slick rock and the tide laps at his legs.
“Holy shit, you feel so good,” punches out of Merle, “I’m close already.”
Reaching between his legs with one hand, Jeremy starts stroking his neglected cock. He pushes his ass back on Merle’s incessant pounding, meeting him halfway. Their thrusts are in rhythm with the rippling waves at their feet, riding the edge like a surfer skates across a wave.
Otherwise quiet, Merle sounds winded as he moans, “Here it comes!”
Hot cum coats Jeremy’s insides, throwing him over the edge of climax. His own semen launches out of his dick and soaks his hand, getting washed away with the sea foam. Jeremy’s not sure if his eyes are open or closed, orgasm strong as his ass spasms around Merle’s thick convulsing member.
Kissing up and down his neck, Merle whispers in Jeremy’s ear, “I want to do it again.”
“You’re wild,” Jeremy moans, “My knees are killing me.”
“Did you finish?” Merle asks.
“Mhm,” Jeremy’s out of breath too.
“Let’s go back to yours,” Merle suggests as he slowly pulls his softening dick out of Jeremy, “I’ll fuck you all night long.”
Hoping that’s a promise, Merle gets off him and Jeremy immediately collapses on the large beachrock.
The stone is cool on his heated back, looking up at the constellations above as Merle rounds up their clothes.
He knows he can’t actually have sex all night; he has to be at Kualoa Ranch by ten in the morning to bring Haukea and Kau down to the beach for Clark’s practice run.
Clark. The memory of him is visceral even now, cutting Jeremy deep. If he were really honest with himself, he would’ve preferred Clark to be the one to fuck him to sleep. But he’s not, he’s guarded and distant, settling with Merle for the night.
An alarm going off loudly fills the restful room. Jeremy scrunches his brow and presses his face into the pillow. An arm reaches over his body to the nightstand, the alarm turning off and a soft pair of lips caressing his stubbly cheek. Merle whispers against his skin, “Morning.”
“Mm,” Jeremy doesn’t want to open his eyes, asking, “What time is it?”
“Only nine,” Merle tells him, kisses trailing down to Jeremy’s neck.
The sensation tickles more than anything. Jeremy’s propping his ass up and pushing it back against Merle to push him away, groaning, “Ugh, I have to go soon.”
“Let’s fuck one more time,” Merle delicately suggests, reaching between their bodies to readjust his hard cock so it pokes at Jeremy’s bare ass from behind.
Refusing to open his weary eyes, Jeremy grumbles, “Haven’t you wrecked me enough? I need to be able to ride a horse today.”
“I’ll give you something to ride first,” Merle manhandles Jeremy’s ass cheek, spreading it back so his dick can rub between his crack. He reaches around and touches Jeremy’s own hard member, calling his bluff, “You want it.”
“I just have to piss,” Jeremy makes an excuse.
“After I fuck you,” Merle reaches for the nightstand again and gets the bottle of lube, Jeremy hearing the cap pop open.
He feels lazy as Merle continues to stroke Jeremy as he lubes up his cock and points it toward Jeremy’s loosened hole. They’d gone two more rounds once they’d gotten back to Jeremy’s place. He hadn’t expected Merle to spend the night though, this morning escapade a surprise.
Jeremy really doesn’t know what to expect from the two of them. The sex has been great but the guy lives in LA. In the end, Jeremy’s had a great night but he doesn’t think he’ll ever see Merle again after this, so might as well get it while he can.
Merle presses his lubed cock head into the achingly wanting hole. Jeremy opens his mouth as his eyes slowly open, daylight flooding his senses, “Aah.”
“Feel good?”
Jeremy nods, lost in the sensation of being spread out once more.
Merle grips onto Jeremy’s hips and pulls him toward the ongoing thrust, pushing into the base.
Once he’s dug in deep, Merle flexes his cock so that it jerks deep inside of Jeremy.
His moans are long, arching his back and squeezing his hole in return.
Merle growls, other hand clenching onto the meat between Jeremy’s shoulder and neck as he props up a leg and starts thrusting into Jeremy sideways. The intense pounding has Jeremy’s cock drooling between his legs, grabbing onto the bedsheets so he doesn’t get pushed off the edge of the bed.
Jeremy’s phone rings out from beside him. He looks over and can make out the name from the side: Clark. Reaching behind him, Jeremy touches Merle’s hip and tells him, “Hold up. My boss is calling.”
Pushing in so he’s balls deep, Merle does short and shallow thrusts as he tells Jeremy, “Well then, better answer it.”
“Pull out.”
“I’ll be quiet,” Merle whispers, gyrating his hips and refusing to stop fucking Jeremy.
Blinded by lust and also not wanting to stop either, Jeremy’s conflicted.
There’s not much time to debate over his moral compass though, the phone continuing to ring.
He knows he shouldn’t, but his mind is hazy.
Not thinking twice about having a dick deep inside him, he picks up the phone and answers as casually as possible, “Hello?”
“Hey, you on your way yet?”
“Um,” Jeremy rolls his eyes and sucks in a breath as Merle starts moving again, slow and shallow, “About to head out.”
“Why don’t we ride together?” Clark suggests.
“Oh, uh,” Jeremy’s voice is tight, Merle teasing him further by reach around and stroking Jeremy’s cock, “No, you don’t have to do that. I don’t want to keep you waiting.”
“I’ll be another ten or so myself,” Clark insists, “Meet me in the lobby.”
Merle can’t control himself, pulling out to the tip and slamming his hips so hard into Jeremy that the phone jostles in his hand, Jeremy coughing, “Mm! Mhm. Sounds good.”
“You okay? You sound weird.”
Jeremy reaches behind him and pushes as hard as he can against Merle’s chest to slow the thrusts pummeling into him at such an alarming rate. He manages to keep his voice as even as possible, coughing again, “Yeah. Fine.”
“Okay,” Clark sounds like he’s not totally convinced, adding, “Don’t get me sick.”
“I won’t,” Jeremy’s nails scratch against Merle’s pecks helplessly, hanging his head in submission as he rides the edge of an orgasm.
“Whatever. See you soon.”
“See you,” Jeremy sputters out and hangs up as quickly as possible, erupting with a long moan, “Fuck! Merle, ah!”
“You did good. So hot,” Merle praises him, yanking Jeremy back to him by his elbow so his chest fills Jeremy’s back. His thrusts get erratic, huffing against Jeremy’s ear, “I’m gonna cum. You ready?”