A Real Bottom

I watched the guy next door as he walked towards his glass wall, which faced my balcony. Whichever room he was in, it was sparsely decorated from what I couldn't see. There were only two pots of plants in front of his almost floor-to-ceiling windows, or were they glass doors? The glass was maybe ten feet long before you saw the brick exterior again. I couldn't see that far into the room because the glass was only eight feet or so high. I considered it an odd little design choice since there was no balcony for him to walk out onto, just a thick ledge with a three-foot-high metal railing. I didn't even know if it could be opened at all despite seeing the black rubber gaskets that encircled the glass and bisected it down the middle. I sipped my cooling coffee as he looked around before he saw me looking at him.

I expected him to walk away or pull the blinds that all homes come with these days leaving me to find something else as good-looking to admire. But I knew that my chances would be slim. Instead, he looks back at me, allowing me more time to appreciate the body that he clearly spent time on. His very baggy tank top was more like a piece of cloth with four huge holes in it. It showed off more skin than it covered.

I pushed myself off the railing as I watched him remove it with just one arm, in one smooth motion, to show off the rest of his broad chest. He then rubbed said shirt over his nipples, pecks, taut waistline, and flexing arms. I had a feeling this was going to be the end of my show. He might wave or just turn his back on me to walk away for a shower.

I was soon proved half right. The guy dropped the wet shirt, and his hands drifted to the waistband of his faded jeans. Slowly he popped the top button with his head down before looking back up at me. He then lowered his eyes again as he zipped his pants open. I started to make bets with myself over what kind of underwear he wore.

When he turned around, I deflated, believing he was done teasing me and was now leaving. My cock then got hard with hope as I saw him standing still and moving his hands to the sides of his faded and not very tight jeans. As my dick painfully hardened in my own jeans, he pulled the back of his down.

I lost my bet. I saw an ass that could win competitions being as tanned as the rest of him. Those cheeks were framed by the white elastic of a jockstrap. He then turns around and points down to the entrance of his building. I point to that glass door also, to make sure. He nods his head.

I didn't give myself time to grin back as I walked inside and towards my party bag. I just grabbed it before snagging my keys on my way out the door. Three minutes later, if not two, I was standing outside his building watching him as he walked towards me, still dressed in his jeans. He was even barefoot as he made his way across the tiled lobby.

As he opened the door, I realized that his hair, which I thought was black, was instead a very dark shade of brown.

“Hey,” he said as he extended his hand. “I’m Tony,” he introduced.

“Eric,” I answered as I shook his hand. He then saw my bag.

“It has condoms and lube,” I started. “I didn't stop to take them out. I just grabbed the bag to keep you from waiting,” I explained.

“I have in my apartment, but maybe you have some toys in there for us to play with?” he asked sounding a little hopeful as he looked into my face again.

“Possibly,” I teased back. Not counting the lube and the box or two of condoms, there was nothing but toys inside this red and blue duffle bag.

“I hope you don't mind taking the stairs,” Tony said as he waved me into the building. “The elevator is broken again. Thank the gods I only live on the third floor,” he ended as he pulled the door to the stairwell open.

“Lead the way,” I told him as I now held the door open. As the door closed behind me with a loud CLICK I watched Tony as he fiddled with his jeans and was soon mooning me as we continued to climb the stairs in silence. I watched his ass like it was a light leading me out of the darkness until jean fabric hid it from my view again. I looked around and realized that we were now on the third-floor landing.

The wide smile on Tony’s face showed that he knew he had me, even though he already got me over here. I dropped my bag and pulled him in for a kiss. Crotches, as well as a few other body parts, collided as I pressed us into the wall. Tony tasted sweet as I alternated between his lips and tongue. He moaned into my mouth as I slid my hand into the back of his still opened jeans. I felt an ass that seemed to have slipped out of my dreams. It was tight under a movable layer of softness that my fingers couldn't stop playing with. They were more than a handful each but no more than I was happy with.

How his ass hole would measure up had me daydreaming until I moaned into his mouth when one of his hands squeezed my dick like it was his.

“Fuck,” I said out loud as I pulled back and tried to keep myself from coming so soon.

“My place?” Tony asked. With my eyes still closed, I nodded my head. My eyes stayed closed as I thought of what I could to get myself under control. “You need to open those pretty greens to see where you're going,” he informed me just as I succeeded. I opened my eyes to see his bright brown ones looking back at me. My hands were holding on to his shoulders as I held his body away from mine. I then watched as he zipped up and buttoned his jeans. I dropped my hands and successfully suppressed a groan of disappointment. I picked up my bag and followed him out into a narrow hallway.

“There are two apartments per floor,” Tony explained. That would explain why I only saw two doors on either side of the hallway. He opened the door to his apartment, and I followed him in before closing it behind me and locking it. I turned around to be frozen in place as I saw him bending over as he pushed his jeans down his legs with his ass towards me again.

Dear heaven, I said to myself as I started to work on opening my jeans before my cock broke.

“So what do you have to play with?” Tony asked as he walked in my direction, wearing just his deep green jockstrap with blinding white bands.

I barely saw the rest of his apartment as we locked lips, and Tony pushed my back against the door. His hand was in my jeans again, and I was more than happy to let him stay there until he pulled my cock free of my boxers.

“You are way too dressed,” Tony informed me as his hands now started to pull my jeans down.

“I agree,” I told him as I started to help him undress me. I was stripped down to my skin while Tony still sported his jockstrap. As I slid my fingers between the waistband and his skin, he covered my hand with his own.

“It stays on,” Tony tells me. I raised an eyebrow as I looked him in the eye. He moves my hand back to holding his ass. “I get fucked with it on,” Tony explained.

“And the next time?” I asked as I massaged his globes. I was pressing him up against my cock which must have been leaking by now.

“Well, I guess your toys come into play,” Tony said into my ear before he bit my cheek. I groaned as I pulled him in harder.

“Where?” was my one-word question as my fingers grazed his opening and felt warm gel.

“No more foreplay?” Tony asked as he bit my neck and pulled on my cock.

“You need more?” I asked with my eyes closed. I slipped two fingers into his hole, and Tony dug his teeth in harder. I fucked him with my fingers, causing him to hump his crotch into my side, where he slipped to, giving himself space to work my cock.

Tony's hand moved up and down my dick as he grunted into my skin. I felt the hard and hot outline of his as he continued to play with mine. We both moaned and groaned as I prepared Tony for the fucking of his life.

“Keep going,” I told him as I felt his hand getting slippery off my cum. “Make me come so I can fuck you longer,” I told him before I clenched my jaw.

“Oh,” he moaned as I went in a little further and pushed him up into my hip. Tony's hand went faster as he jacked me off. I think he was doing it more for himself than me. My hand barely moved inside him as I braced myself for the orgasm that was quickly approaching. My hand moved up Tony's back and grabbed an easy handful of his hair as he bit a nipple. I arched into the pain, and my cock erupted over both of us.

I sagged onto the door before turning to look at Tony. His face was pressed into mine even as he whipped his fingers clean on the front of his jockstrap.

“Sorry,” I apologized. “You wanted more foreplay and ended up getting me off first,” I explained even as Tony's tongue lazily moved across my heated skin.

“It wasn't for me,” he said as he now held my ass and walked backward, pulling me with him. Tony led us into his living room. I saw out those two panels of glass, but I don't think anyone could see us. There was a couch that we bumped into, stopping us from going any further. I placed my hands on the sofa on either side of his body as I kissed him deeply. Tony broke the kiss before leaning back to create some distance. I watched as he slid his hand down his chest, over smooth abs to poke his fingers into the waistband of his jockstrap. As I started to think that he was changing his mind about being fucked in that thing, Tony pulled out a shiny wrapped condom and handed it to me. I grinned as I took it from his fingers.

Tony leaned back and watched me as I looked from him to the condom I now held. I felt his eyes on me as I ripped it open and pulled out the slick latex. I dropped the wrapper on the wooden floor before sliding it over my dick, which was still a warm mess and already mostly recovered. I stood there bathing in Tony's appreciation until he turned around to remind me what my next move was suppose to be.

My cock is hard as it bumps his butt. I move all ten of my fingers down the crack of his hot ass. Tony now leans forward and spreads his legs. I pull his gorgeous ass cheeks apart to see a lubed entrance. My cock bobs as I take a half step forward and start to line us up. I make contact and take a breath before I push forward. I take another half step and press the issue and my cock into his hole. It gives, and I'm surrounded by heat and tightness. 

“Fuck!” I swear into the room. I push a little more before my hands find his waist and the back of his neck. My legs are between his as I anchor myself for my final push. I defy physics as I nail our two bodies together. Now Tony is wedged between me and the couch with his feet dangling in the air. My cock is entirely swallowed by his hole as I lean over his still body.

“My, God,” Tony breathed out loudly as I tried to flex my cock inside him. I must have nudged something. I felt as he used his knees to push back against me some more. What did he expect to get to gain? I hadn't a clue since I had no more cock to give him. I tried to keep him still as I pulled back out, then surged forward again. I didn't go as deep and pulled out to try again. My single thrusts were punctuated by a shout of participation from Tony and a moment of me standing motionless as I decided if I achieved my past mark or not. Tony's hole was opening up to me with each new jab, but his grip was still there. His heat burned a trail to my mind the longer I stayed in him.

Soon I didn't care how far I sank my cock into his hole. I picked up a rhythm as I slammed into Tony repeatedly while I held him off the floor. I fucked every sound out of him that I could. Moans, groans, shouts, swears, and a breath or two. His skin was slick under my fingertips. I became worried about the sofa as it rocked violently under us. I hoped none of us would fall before I made Tony come.

And come, Tony did. Hard. I felt the inside of his body as it gripped my dick. He bucked back into me as his balls and cock soaked his jockstrap. At the thought of pulling on that cock the next time we fucked, I erupted into the condom.

With shaking thighs and a pounding heart, I continued to cum until Tony stopped milking my cock. When my knees didn't feel like they were going to buckle under me, I stood back and allowed Tony back onto his feet. He brushed the hair out of his sweaty face as he turned around to look at me. His feet were still a bit shaky as I saw him gripping the furniture hard to keep himself upright.

“What can you do to top that?” Tony asked with all the will to try again while being impressed by what just happened.

“Well, I do have a few ideas,” I told him as I nodded back to where I left my bag.

"What goodies do you have in there?" he asked as he continued to catch his breath, but being far less noticeable now. 

"Do you want me to list them for you?" I asked him as I stepped forward to bring our bodies back into contact. Tony watched me with darkening eyes while lifting his hands to grip my arms. With his brown eyes trained on my face, I captured his lips. Our tongues filled each other's mouth before our heavy breathing did. 

"Don't do that," Tony mouthed against my lips, minutes of tongue licking later. "Show and tell is so much more fun," he informs me before slipping out of my arms to walk towards my duffle. I watched Tony as he picked up my bag and held it to his body. He looked at me with a wide smile on his kiss swollen lips as he saw me watching him. Then his expression got sober before becoming downright dark with lust while walking backwards. Soon he crosses over the threshold into another room, and I follow him. 

It was his bedroom, of course. Tony stood in the center of the floor as I got closer to him. What little I saw of his room showed that it wasn't very decorated either. I think I saw one side table. The bed didn't have a foot or headboard. The two windows in the room had simple blinds that weren't fully pulled down. I think I saw clothes lying about somewhere in the room and a dresser of drawers. 

I stopped about three feet from Tony and watched as he unzipped the bag and dumped out the contents at his feet. We both looked down at the mess he created. His left foot was covered by a double-ended dong about two feet long, while his right foot, was flanked by two bottles of lube. 

Between us laid about four vibrators of different sizes and shapes, and two boxes of condoms. There were individually wrapped butt plugs that were paired up in sets of six, in two larger ziplock gallon-sized bags. Two dildos with suction cups on their bases, two sets of nipple clamps in their own little zip lock, two bottles of self-heating massage oil, and last but not least, something I got for a size queen that turned out to be fun for me too. A penis girth sleeve. 

It did extend penetration by almost two inches, but it was the width that all my bottoms have been fascinated with once they saw it. Oh, there was one more thing. I didn't even see it until Tony bent down and picked up the bag of rubber butt plugs. There was a breathable ball gag and cloth hand restraints. I understand that making the gag breathable slightly defeats its function as a gag, but most of the time just using it is a turn-on, and if the other guy has others, we would try them out too. 

"You want to use those first?" I asked Tony as he continued to look at the black butt plugs. 

"It does look interesting, but you've already opened me up," he said with a sly look on his face. He gave the bag another second or two of his attention before bending down and tossing it to the side to pick up the newest of my vibrators. It was a mini vibrating stroker. It wasn't very big or that powerful, but I used it to its strengths. "What is this thing?" Tony asked me as he turned it this way and that, looking at its odd little shape. I reached across the space separating the two of us, and pulled it out of his hands. 

"You need to be fully undressed to find out," I told him. Tony's smile was gifted to him from the devil himself as his fingers pulled at the waistband of his jockstrap. I watched as he pulled the pouch down slowly. I saw a small tended forest of public hair before the base of his cock was revealed. Tony pulled the fabric away from his skin, and I was disappointed to see that there wasn't a mess. His cock wasn't visibly cum covered for me to lick clean or help with the use of the stroker. But at least he was getting hard again. 

I bent to pick up one of the bottles of lube before following Tony as he walked towards the bed while stepping out of his jock. My eyes moved over the entirety of his back. I glanced past his still impressive ass and between his legs as he lifted one and then the other to crawl up onto the bed. I watched Tony as he turned around to lay back on his bed. He tossed his jockstrap, which had already played its part in his fantasy, onto the floor.

"Ready to show me how to use that thing?" Tony asked as his eyes flickered between me and the grey vibrator in my hand. 

"Sure," I told him and watched as he opened his legs for me. I saw his muscles as they flexed with the movement. I followed the path they highlighted back to his cock and balls. His cock grew harder as I imagined sucking on his soft-looking and smooth balls. Tony manscaping could not be a surprise to me at this point. It was clear from the moment I saw him that he took care of his body. 

I wanted to taste Tony before I prepped him with lube, so I dived, tongue first, for his cock. I licked around the head and got the last bits of cum that hadn't been pulled off with the jock before swallowing him whole and humming at the sung hot fit of him in my mouth. 

I heard Tony moan before he slid his body closer to mine. I kept my tongue moving up and down his cock shaft even as Tony tried to buck against my mouth. Before we got too carried away, I set him free and moved down to his balls. They were warm and salty, and we both produced a moan from the activity. My eyes were closed as I pulled one ball from my mouth while sucking it back in at the same time. A little sexual torture that I wasn't above dealing out. When I felt my grip tighten around the vibrator, I remembered what Tony had asked me to do. 

Tony's testicle popped free of my lips, and I looked into his hooded eyes for a moment. He was breathing hard, and there was a fine sheen of sweat covering his body. I may have tortured him a bit more than I thought. I then concentrated on lubing the cradle of the stroker. I slid it onto his cock which was completely hard and even leaking again by this time. 

"Turn over," I then instructed him. He didn't argue, but there was some dodging of his legs since I was kneeling between them. They moved up and over, and I ducked down low. As Tony was settling down, I reached for his ass and kissed it before dripping some lube on his hole which I exposed. I reached under his body and turned on the stroker. I watched as he jumped when it started to hum over his cock head. As the new sensation stimulated Tony's front, I rubbed the lubricant along his crack and into his hole. I would say that he was enjoying both.

"AAahhh," was a groan that slowly made its way out of his mouth. I lifted my hand away as Tony pressed his body into the mattress, trapping his cock against the buzzing silicone. I moved back to kneeling between Tony's legs when he started to grind his dick down into the stroker. I reached for a condom I saw on his side table and rolled it onto my dick as I watched his grinding ass. I continued to observe as he indirectly prepared himself. When he started to use his knees for better leverage, I reintroduced my cock to his ass. I reached out and held him still as I smoothly sank into his warm body. Once I had fully sunk myself into Tony, I paused to enjoy the feel of his heat and the tight hold he had on me. I even felt a little of the buzzing that massaged his cock.

I stayed deep in his body as I reached around to grab the stoker. I rotated it and smiled when I heard him hiss at the new direction. I started to test the depth I achieved in him before I grinned to myself with my lips between his shoulder blades. 

"Are you liking this one, or do you want to try something different?" I asked him before licking and kissing his skin. I didn't care if it was part of his ear, neck, or shoulder. 

"AH!" was shouted by Tony a moment later as I lost control. My hips gave him one fast full-length thrust before I reined myself back in and resumed the motion of rocking my cock in his ass without pulling out. "I'll think about it after you make me cum," Tony was able to say a beat or two later with a slight raspiness to his voice. 

I suppressed a laugh but still smiled at his words. I let go of the stroker and pushed his lower back down into the bed so his cock was in firm contact with the toy before spreading his legs a little wider with my feet. Once I had Tony how I wanted him, and my legs were in position, I preceded to fuck the cum out of the both of us. 

Tony's hole had a mind-bending slick tightness that heated my cock and passed on the more than the skin-deep hum of the stroker. From the frequent gripping of his ass, I knew Tony was close too. The stroker wasn't meant to get a guy off on its own, just get them very close. Another form of sexual torture? Perhaps if I didn't plan on having them shout my name as I battered their prostate. 

That was the plan that I executed now. I cut the ropes on my control and hammered his ass in fast succession. I made Tony part of the bed as I chased my orgasm. I was dragging him along with me as I heard his cries, labored breath, moans, and of course, my name. Tony was begging me. He didn't say what he wanted. I only heard 'Eric' and 'please' as they were knocked out of him. I saw his hands clutching at the sheets as the sound of our wet skin repeatedly and forcefully come into contact again, and again, and again were heard in between his cries. 

I felt the tingle that rapidly expanded to fill my body. My mind was starting to falter as my body's goal became a point of light for it to chase down. I was almost there, almost ... and then I was blindsided by it as Tony's ass became a vice around my cock. He came first, and he yanked me towards where he was. I stiffened and jerked as I filled the condom instead of his fine ass.

We laid there, frozen, in time and place. At least I was. Tony moved far too soon and jostled me as he dug the stroker out from under his body and off his cock. Once he was free of the extra and currently unwanted stimulation, he returned to being motionless like me. And so we laid there, with the faint buzzing of the vibrator and our breathing filling the room.