Looks like Roy and Dustin are acting on that mutual attraction, judging by what went down last week! The fun continues in this week's chapter of The Sheriff. Don't forget to visit the other Briefers and see what they've been up to. Their links follow my tale! Enjoy!
The Sheriff #42 (10.5)
Acting on an impulse he couldn’t explain, Roy leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Dustin’s glowing backside. His skin was surprisingly smooth, and he began to pepper it with more kisses. He thought he heard Dustin moan in response. He kissed his other cheek, still thrusting both fingers inside of the younger man.
“How much more do you want me to stretch you?” he asked in between kisses.
“No more, Dustin said. “I’m ready. Please. Now.”
Roy laid one last kiss on Dustin’s ass before helping him off his lap. As Dustin straightened, their lips met again, meshing in a feverish urgency. They rose together, still joined, and fell onto the bed, Dustin beneath. His long blond hair fanned out across the pillow. Roy drew back long enough to admire the sight. Dustin’s cheeks were flushed, his lips rosy and kiss-swollen, and his blue eyes glowed with lust. Roy thought he looked damn sexy.
Roy reached between them and stroked Dustin’s weeping cock.
“Oh yeah,” Dustin breathed hoarsely. He spread his legs and thrust up into Roy’s hand. His cock was velvet and steel and all kinds of nice. Roy pumped it, hard. Dustin arched his back.
“Oh god, oh god,” he moaned. “Roy, quit teasing and fuck me. Please!”
Roy didn’t need to be asked twice. He positioned himself on his knees between Dustin’s legs. One hand on Dustin, he used the other to maneuver his cockhead into position. Roy wasn’t exactly a virgin, and while his prior experience had all been with women, he figured the theory was the same.
He slowly and carefully entered Dustin, listening for any sign of the safe word. He had no idea how this felt to Dustin, but he wasn’t about to hurt him. Judging by the euphoric expression on his face, Dustin was feeling no pain.
Roy didn’t stop until he was fully sheathed. This was far from what he’d expected. Dustin was hot and tight and soft, holding his cock with a grip much tighter and far more sensual than any woman he’d ever been with. He’d thought being with a man would somehow be… rougher. This was anything but.
Gathering his thoughts, his instincts kicking in, Roy began to slide back, pulling almost completely out of Dustin before slamming back in.
“Fuck,” Dustin moaned. “Fuck yeah.”
Roy wanted to be in even deeper. He slid Dustin closer to him, then raised his legs and hung them over his shoulders, giving him a better angle of attack. Dustin matched each movement, thrusting his hips as they fell into sync with one another. When Dustin tightened his muscles around Roy’s cock, he thought he just might lose control.
Roy didn’t want this to end, not yet. “Hands and knees,” he instructed Dustin, breathing heavily as he struggled to keep from coming. Dustin obediently changed positions, deftly keeping Roy inside as he rotated beneath him. The need to come began to recede, but the desire to fuck was just as strong as ever. He leaned across Dustin’s back, slamming inside of him balls deep. Their flesh slapped together wetly.
Roy reached beneath Dustin and fisted his slick cock. His hand slid up and down without resistance, and he felt it pulse at his touch. Dustin must be close to his release. He wanted to feel him come, feel his pleasure.
“Are you almost there?” he asked.
“Yeah,” Dustin panted. “So close…”
“Do it,” Roy urged, “come for me.” That was something he’d never said to any woman, not ever.
Dustin’s movements became even more frantic. He leaned backward toward Roy, turning his head. “Kiss me,” he practically begged, and Roy happily obliged. He loved the feel of Dustin’s lips on his, loved everything about him.
He tightened his grasp on Dustin’s cock even as he felt it tighten, his whole body responding as he came. Wetness covered Roy’s hand as he continued to pump him as long as he could. A surge of electricity seemed to flow between them, as if a circuit had been completed. Every nerve ending Roy possessed tingled. Without warning, he began to come, longer and harder than he’d ever remembered coming before, filling Dustin’s channel until he had no more to give, and they collapsed together in a sweaty tangle on the bed, panting.
to be continued
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