I Said Yes

I had been dreaming about Michael and me at the coast. As most of my dreams are, it was fuzzy and hard to remember. I could recall parts of parts but not all of it and it always made me restless in the morning. I went to bed grumpy the night before and, at this point, I wasn’t sure if I was still dreaming or not. I heard water running…I was in bed alone…and then the water stopped and silence. I know that I drifted back to sleep but then was awakened by a warm sensation and some movement. I felt hands on my thighs and cool air against my belly…I wasn’t sure what was going on, but the combination of sensations felt really good. Some more movement and rustling and I felt more cool air…this time on my crotch…and a change to warmth again. I really couldn’t figure out if it was a dream or what was going on…I know I tossed and turned a bit…and then, when I felt warmth and wet…I realized what was happening…I opened my eyes and looked down and saw…and then felt…Michael take my soft cock into his mouth…his hands bracing on my thighs…his hair tickling my stomach. He was looking up at me…those eyes…and a determined look on his face. My cock started to harden…and was almost at full mast…

"Ooh, feels like someone's finally awake."

Michael gently takes a hold of my hips and turns me over…almost on my side but more so, laying on my stomach…He moans, moves up and then slowly presses into me. I feel the head of his dick slide softly up my ass crack, and to the dip in my lower back, as the shaft harbors peacefully in between my cheeks. I contract my ass muscles instinctively, and he moans again. In his low, raspy morning voice, he whispers…

"I had a dream about us on the beach and I was making love to you…just us and the waves…"

I feel his dick throb against me. My own dick is completely hard, thinking about us being naked on the beach again... Vulnerable… Liable… It was erotic and intimidating. Michael tightens his grip, and the soft brush of his chest hair against my smooth back makes me shudder. He's kissing my shoulder and running his hands up and down my chest. His arms flex on either side of me, and I feel secure and helpless at the same time. I go limp in this grasp, as he slowly turns us, so I'm face down, and he's grinding on top of me. He loosens his grip, propping his elbows on either side of me. I stretch my arms up under a pillow, resting my face in the softness. I sigh and arch my back, as his lips move down my spine. He kisses along the ridge, and back up, gliding his hard dick deeper in between my cheeks. He hasn't trimmed his body hair in a couple weeks, and his bush has become a thick comfortable coating, against me. He reaches over and pulls a bottle of lube from the bedside table, slowly dribbling some over his dick, in between my cheeks. He's pulling my left cheek, and dribbling lube down inside of me. I squirm slightly, and he quickly let’s go, allowing the lube to warm against our skin. As he continues to grind, he adjusts his legs in between my thighs, pushing them apart. I raise my upper body up a bit, pressing my hardon into the pillowtop mattress giving Michael more access.

He's kissing up my spine again, and his shaft is sliding against my smooth opening. I contract and release against his shaft, and he moans.

"It feels like you want me, I'll be inside soon..."

I sigh and bury my face in the pillow. He's teasing me...After a few minutes of moans, and an occasional slurp from my lubed ass against his dick, Michael pulls at me, and I turn over onto my back. He's staring into my eyes, and I feel my face blush. He smiles on one side, and leans in, kissing me softly on the forehead, then working his way down the side of my face, taking an earlobe in his mouth and nibbling…driving me crazy…and he knows it. His whiskered chin is against my jawline, and his perfect teeth are softly biting at my lobe. I can feel his breathing inside my ear, and I chuckle. He laughs too, in his deep morning voice. His chest hair is rubbing against me, and he props up on his elbows to look me in the eyes again. I reach up and run my hand through his chest hair. He flexes his chest and I run a finger down the center crease.

"Damn, those eyes."

Michael leans in and our lips meet. I slide my legs up, drawing him closer to me. I pull up at the waist, and his dick immediately falls into position under my balls. I slowly start grinding at the hips, massaging his dick with my ass. He lets out a sigh, and pushes in, meeting my welcoming hole. He pokes a bit, and I feel myself open up. He is entering me slowly, and I tingle up through my stomach. My hands are at his back, and I feel every muscle flex, as he pushes deeper inside me. He's hitting my spot repeatedly, and I bury my face in his neck, moaning loudly. I smell his freshness…a soapy smell from his morning shower…mixed with his natural smell…He's so sexy. I feel myself getting closer and closer and he senses me building up and slows his motion down. He pulls out gently, and moves himself down, taking me in his mouth again…sucking me softly, and gently, putting two fingers inside of me, and pressing upward, against my prostate. I moan, and put my hands in his hair, pulling and pushing at him. He presses firmly down with his fingers and runs his tongue up under my shaft. I blow wildly and he takes it all… I'm thrusting my hips and pulling at his hair….it was so intense I moaned….

"Oh God Michael"

He finishes milking me, and moves his way back up my body, pushing his dick inside again. He throbs a little inside…he can make his cock jump through hoops when he is inside me…a weirdly intense feeling…good…but intense. He brushes his face against mine and whispers…

"I'm gonna cum..."

I whisper his name in his ear and wrap my legs around his waist. He's quickening his speed and now, grunting in my ear…His breath is quickening against my skin, and he's starting to sweat a little. I pull the sheets, as they slide off, giving us air. He's moaning about wanting to cum so bad, and he's pulling my body close, with his arms around my back…the friction and intensity grows as, all of a sudden, he cries out…

"Oooh damn…I'm gonna cum... I’m gonna cum... I’m cumming…ahhh"

I feel him release inside of me, his dick twitching and spasming, pushing his cum inside of my deepest spot. I nibble on his neck, and he moans. I feel his moist body flexing and breathing deeply against me…he hammers and hammers away…and then he pushed up off the bed and gave it one more serious push deep inside…and then he held it…just for a few seconds…but I could feel him pulsing in side. He started pumping again…and then he slowed his motion…teasing me by going all in…and then almost out…over and over again…it’s the pulling almost out that drives me crazy…and then he slows to a stop and lays on top of me. I'm holding him…running my fingers up and down his back. I run my left hand down his back and feel the hairs at the bottom of his back…. right at the waistline…they're moist and flat against his skin.

He props himself up, and we make out for almost a minute. His tongue running inside my mouth, playing at the back of my teeth. I bite playfully at his lip, and we both chuckle. We stare in each other's eyes. He's whispering about how good it feels, and I'm telling him how hot he is, and that I love it when he is inside me...He makes his dick jump inside me, and I moan….he’s teasing again and then, he slowly pulls out of me, a slight slurp escapes as he exits. We laid there for a few minutes…kind of basking in the feelings and the intensity. I thoroughly enjoy this type of wake-up call…and he is really good at it…

And then I am pulled back to reality when it was time to get cleaned up and dressed…there was still a conversation to be had…and…how would that go??