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Any Port in a Storm: Chapter 31
🕑 Added 2019-08-20 20:37:27 +0000 UTCTony's Story
I move my late-teen lover into a position that will be easiest for me. I lie him almost flat on the ground with his right knee bent to one side. He is guided as easily as an experienced dance partner, just a gently push or a slight pull and he moves to my will.
One last time I run my hands up and down his back and down over his butt and legs. He felt so different than Ash, or any woman I'd been with, and I just loved the sensation of his flesh running across my hands.
“I'll be gentle.” I whisper. “Tell me if anything doesn't feel right.”
He raises his ass. “You don't have to be gentle if you don't want.”
I smile and give his hip a firm pat. “Kinky boy.”
“Kinky boy.” He repeats, though I heavily suspected he didn't know the meaning of the term.
Taking my cock in my hand I place the tip against his opening. I swear if it could have it would have sucked me inside of it such was eagerness of it's blooming. I push the crown of my knob then slowwwwwly sink into the wettest, tightest hole I'd ever felt. Watching my cock disappear into Marama's ass was a thing of beauty and the feeling defied description.
“Ohhhhhhh!” We moan in unison as I bury myself inside of him.
“Holy fuck you feel good!”
“OHHHH you too Tonyyy! Uhhhhh!”
I lay my weight on top of him so that I could straighten my injured leg. He moans blissfully as my weight pins him to the ground.
I start a slow steady rocking motion in my hips and my cock slides in and out just an inch or two on each thrust.
Mara's eyes roll back and he lets out an erotic moan that would make a porn star proud, unlike those performers however Mara wasn't faking it. “UAHHHHHHHOHHHH!”
I kiss his neck and whisper in his ear. “Shhhh. We don't want them finding us.”
“Mmmmm.” He whimpers through tightly shut lips as he nods.
I wrap my arms around him, one around his chest and one around his shoulders, enveloping him in my embrace. I continue our slow and gentle lovemaking. He grips my arms with all of his strength and hums and mewls as I push deep into him again and again and again.
“Mmmmm...mmmm...nnmmmm...”
I nibble his tender earlobe and whisper sweet nothings. “You feel so good. You're so beautiful. You're my special boy.” And other such honeyed words.
He moves with me, our bodies rocking as one.
The bright sun breaks through the green tinged shade of the clearing in sharp slanted streaks through the boughs of the massive banyan above. The breeze rustles through the leaves in a soft rise and fall as if the island itself was breathing. The stream steadily burbles and splashes not far away. The forest itself is alive with the call and movement of fauna and the rich verdant smell of fern and moss fills the air. Around us was a splendid jungle panoply yet in this raw sexual moment Mara's warm supple body was my whole world.
I fuck Mara as if I was savoring a rare old wine. I take in every sensation. Every incredible smell and feel and taste. I relish his every sound and writhing movement. With smooth unhurried motions I continue to thrust into his exquisite boy pussy.
I could hear and I could feel his climax building. His soft womanly moans were rising in pitch and his ass pushed back into me with ever increasing urgency.
“Ohhh...ohhh no....ohhh...Tony...something's happening! Something's happening inside....ohhhhhh!” He whimpers. “Ohhh my god!”
“Shhh, just enjoy it. Do you want it harder?”
He nods vigorously. “Harder! Harder! Ohhhhhh...harder Tony!”
I had treated his ass as a pussy so far so, as I would for Ash when she was on the cusp, I start up a hard deep pounding rhythm. Pulling almost all the way out before driving powerfully back in so that he could feel my whole cock gliding in and out of his gripping tunnel. Given my bum leg and generally weakened condition I wasn't nearly at my best, but it was enough to get the job done. My body claps into his firm ass with the regularity of a metronome.
Clap, clap, clap, clap!
It doesn't take long. Before I knew it Mara was shaking in my arms. His pale blue eyes staring off into the distance and his wide open mouth gasping and whining as he struggles to hold in the sound. I gently place my hand over his mouth and whisper. “Cry out baby, it's okay.”
“MMMMMMMMMMMM!!!” He wails into my hand as I feel his tight hole clench and pulse around my cock and a rush of warm wetness floods into my pubes and down over my balls. “MMMMMMMMMMPHH!!!”
I hold him tight and fuck him good right through the impressively long lasting orgasm. His slender body is rocked to my strong impacts.
“MMMMMMMMM!!!”
Clap, clap, clap, clap!
With a powerful shudder that runs through him from head to toe he suddenly goes limp in my arms. I ease up on my embrace and slow my thrusts down to almost nothing, just letting him feel me inside of him. I remove my hand from his mouth.
Mara lies there panting for a time, his eyes still distant and his lips curled into a slight grin. “What happened?” He gasps. “Ohhhhhhhhhh.”
I chuckle as I nuzzle into his neck and kiss him. “You had an orgasm. A big one at that.”
“Ohhhhh Tonyyyyyy! I never...I never...knew. Ohhhhhh.” He practically melts into the ground. Reaching back he tries to hold my weight down on top of him as we lay there.
I stroke my hand down over his chest and held him close as he recovered.
“Hmmmm.” He hums contentedly. “Tony, I want to see your face. I want do see your beautiful gold hair.”
“Sure baby, anything.” I already knew it would hurt like a bitch but I wanted Mara's first time to be perfect. I grunt as I settle back onto my knees and as gently as I could slip out of him. Taking one of his legs I flip him over...and am immediately reminded of Mara's special anatomy.
Crazy as it was I'd expected to see a woman's body when I flipped Mara over, some part of me hadn't gotten out of thinking about him as a her yet.
His massive uncut cock swing into view as hard as the banyan roots beside us, his fat knob pressed out past its hood proudly. The dark spot on the blanket and the glisten at its tip told me it was leaking precum like crazy but hadn't actually cum yet. With my own fully erect manhood only a foot away it was impossible not to compare, and the comparison was not flattering. Fuck this kid was big! 9 inches minimum with an impressive girth to match.
I am frozen for a moment as I grapple with the unexpected appearance of another man's cock.
Mara stares up at me with adoring slightly unfocused eyes as he brings his knees out and wide to present his ass to me once more.
“Would you like to suck me Tony?” He asks in a sweet voice.
“Uh...uhm...no.” I stammer.
He grins brightly. “Okay. Ummm...please, lets keep going. I really liked what we were doing.”
I shake my head and force myself to focus. “Yeah...sure...no problem.”
“Is something wrong?” His face falls with nervousness.
I pat his inner leg and assure him. “Nothing baby, you're doing so good.”
His bashful smile melts my heart. “You too Tony. I like being your cutie.”
I trace my fingers down his cheek and around his smiling lips. His beauty was almost too much to handle. Back in the real world I never would have gotten close to someone like this. “You are too much Mara. You're just too much.” I lean down over him and kiss him deeply.
Struggling against the pain in my leg I sidle up closer to him and slip my cock back into his warm, wet, inviting ass. We share a moaning duet once more. He wraps his legs around me and pulls me in tight.
With the strange foreign sensation of his hard dick either pressed between us or bouncing up and down between our bodies I start fucking him once more. This time I am not quite so gentle, having to take care not to smash his nuts, and he absolutely loves it. His slender fingers claw at my sides and stroke my face and through my hair. We kiss, we gaze, we moan, and we kiss some more, each of us struggling from crying out too loudly. When one of us couldn't hold in our passion we would kiss so that we might groan into the others mouth. The slick warm feeling of his precum smears up and down my belly as his cock flexes hard. I explore his tanned flesh with a free hand as I brace myself with the other.
I fuck my cutie with all I had, which at the moment wasn't near my best. His body jolts and his hair bounces to my steady thrusts. His smooth features expresses his every sexual feeling. I could feel my nut building but I could also sense Mara was building up for another orgasm. I grit my teeth and hold back as long as I could even I plow harder and harder into his slick snug little asshole.
“Uhhhh...uhhnnnn...mmmmm!” He hum and moans.
My deep guttural grunts punctuate his soft lyrical sounds. “Guh...guh...guh...guh...”
Mara's legs grip tighter and his hands reach down and grasp my flexing ass. “Yes! Yes! Yes Tony! Like that...just like that....mmmmmmm.” The pressure was building, I couldn't last much longer. I slam him hard and fast, completely forgetting the screaming pain in my knee as my senses buzz on the verge of orgasmic release.
I see that faraway blissful look come over his beautiful face again and feel his svelte body shutter beneath me...and not a moment too soon!
I lock lips with Marama and slam into him balls deep. His arms and legs clamp firm around me as we buck and writhe and cry out between our kissing mouths. I am hit with a thunderbolt of a climax that rocks my body. I blast my seed inside of Mara as the tight tunnel throbs and milks my erupting manhood.
“MMMMM! MMMMM! MMMMM!” We growl and moan through our smacking sucking lips.
I wish it could have lasted forever, but it was all to brief. As we slide down the other side of our rapture our bodies slacken as one. Mara holds his legs around me but his arms flop down to his sides. I break our kiss and let out a long hard breath.
“Ohhhh fuck.” I groan as I come down from my high.
I look at my pixie perfect lover, he looks up at me with a tender loving gaze that made time almost stand still. For that one instant...I was happy.
Then, as I knew it would when we started, the crushing weight of guilt comes down on me like a wrecking ball.
I was a married man. My wife was in the clutches of evil. And here I was...cheating on her with a man nearly half my age. I suddenly become acutely aware of the balls and cock pressing into my stomach and the lack of breasts on this feminine young man. Also the pain in my leg roars back to life.
Slumping my head in shame and defeat I pull out of Mara and fall back to sit a few feet back from him. I bury my face in my hands as the realization that I would have to live with the ramifications of this brief moment of weakness hits full force. What an idiot. What a fool. What a terrible husband. After everything I'd survived...after all I'd been through...it was my own weakness that finally got the better of me.
There is a long silent moment, then I feel a gentle touch on my shoulder. “Tony? Are you okay?”
I look up at the precious young man with tears flowing down my cheeks. “No...I'm not okay Marama. I'm not okay at all.”
I hadn't cried, truly cried, since I was a boy. Men in my family just didn't show emotion like that. Men in my family held in their tears and honored their word and their bonds. But after all I'd been through capped off by my stupid, selfish infidelity I felt like I was falling apart at the seams. I couldn't hold it together any longer. I'd failed Ashley, I'd failed myself, and by leading him away from his family and taking advantage of this impressionable young man I'd failed Marama too.
I was a weak and lowly wretch. I almost wished Cormac would have ended me before I found this out about myself.
Mara takes my head in his arms and I do not resist, I hadn't the strength. He cradles my face to his chest, just as I had done for him the night before, and holds me close. Try as I might I couldn't hold it in. I cling to Mara weep bitter tears onto his naked skin. He holds me close and kisses my forehead with a tender touch.
“I'm sorry Marama. I'm so sorry.” I whisper, wishing he could absolve me of all of my sins.
“Shhh. I'll look after you Tony. Don't worry. You are loved Tony. I love you.”
God! His kind words only made me feel more the villain. I press my face into his chest and sob harder.
Stroking my hair softly he gently sways and very quietly starts to sing the beautiful tune he had sung for me last night.
“Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows...”
