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.Justin's muscles wereoverworked and the latent tension was evident in thebroad shoulders.He rubbed babe oil over his hands andonto Justin's back, then started rubbing, working theabused muscles.This sound filled the air -- pure joy, thisdeep release.He made a happy noise himself and keptworking, making sure he got every muscle relaxed.Justin was melted underneath him, quiet, still.Heworked his way down Justin's back and then rubbed thatpretty ass.Those muscled legs spread for him, totallytrusting.He massaged his way down Justin's thighs.Justin moaned, legs trembling for him.He rubbed hisway back up so he could tease the skin between Justin'sballs and his hole."Oh." Justin's hips rolled."Feeling better, babe?" He repeated the caress."Yes.God, yes.""Good." He gave Justin's hole one last tickle beforegoing back to Justin's legs, rubbing the strong calves.Justin groaned, the sound almost pained.207 "These are still sore.""Yes.Yes, Coach.""I've got you covered." He kept working Justin's poorleg muscles."Oh, God.Oh, God.Sore.Hurts.""Okay, babe.Just breathe.Breathe through it."Justin nodded, toes curling, muscles tightening up.He kept working the stubborn muscles, not scoldingJustin for pushing today -- Justin knew; his muscleswere telling him every second.The soft cries told him that they were finding the spotwhere the massage was going to start working.His boywas going to have to rest tomorrow -- completely,totally, and let the muscles heal.He'd have to remindJustin that it wasn't a punishment, it wasn't reneging onthe rules: it was simply what happened when these poormuscles were overworked.Finally Justin let out a storm of sharp curses, a softsob, and then his muscles let go."That's it, babe." Chris gentled his movements,fingers rubbing, easing the loosened muscle."Oh, God.Better.Better.Oh, God."Yeah, he'd bet it was.He rubbed his hands all theway down to Justin's feet, warming and working them aswell.Justin was boneless when he turned his boy over.He started at his boy's feet, slowly working his way backup.He didn't mess with the black, awful bruise onJustin's leg.He needed to get ice and heat on that.He rubbed his thumbs along Justin's hips.Hisswimmer.His.His no longer retired swimmer."Love you, babe.""Love." Justin's face was a study in peace.Smiling, he kept the massage going, rubbing Justin'samazing abs gently.He started working down one arm,paying attention to the man's shoulder.Then he worked208 his way back up and over to the other side.It was amassage, but it was more now than massages used to be.Now he could enjoy as he touched, could think about itbeing more.Justin moaned, soft, low, legs beginning to shift.Itwas beginning to turn, this massage, from relaxation tosensational.He rubbed his thumbs across Justin'snipples.The sweet rosy nips drew up, reached for histouch."Sweet wanton.""I'm not sweet, am I?" Justin asked."The way you need is." He noted that Justin didn'tdeny the wanton."I can accept that." The corners of Justin's lips turnedup.Chuckling, Chris leaned up and kissed that smile.Justin moaned for him, lips chasing his.He pressedthem together, taking kiss after kiss."Love you, huh?" Justin looked into his eyes."I know.And I love you.And everything is going towork out wonderfully.""You think so?" Justin looked like he couldn't fighthis grin."No, I know so.""I hope so.""You hope, I'll know." He wrapped a hand aroundJustin's prick, "massaging" it."Coach.Oh, God.I used to.""Used to what, babe?""Imagine.Fantasize.""About this?" He kept stroking the hot, hard flesh."Yes.God, yes.About a massage turning intosomething bigger.""So I'm your fantasy come true.""You always have been."209 Oh.Oh, damn.Moaning, he kissed Justin until theywere both breathless.Justin was holding onto him,rocking against him.He spread Justin's legs with hisknees, and Justin spread, wrapping those strong legsaround him.He nudged at that sweet little hole.Justin groaned, shifted his hips so they rubbedtogether.He kept pushing, the tip of his cock breachingJustin's hole.He moaned as the sweet tightness scrapedagainst his prick."Babe.so tight." He pushed in a little further."Deeper." Justin moaned, taking him in deeper anddeeper.He nodded, pushing in harder."Chris.Chris, love." Justin looked right at him, eyesburning."You're the only thing bigger than the water."There was no higher compliment in Justin's world."Babe." He groaned, thrusting in hard."Yeah." Justin groaned and kissed him, the needburning him to the core.Chris started thrusting, pushing into his babe overand over.The sweet body rippled around him, grippinghis cock.He found a rhythm, riding Justin's body.It wasslow, easy, mind-blowingly sweet.Taking Justin's lips, he opened them, fucked themwith his tongue.Justin fed him sweet cries, low moans.He got a hand around his babe's cock, moving hardernow, faster."Yes.Yes.Yes." His boy.His lover.He kept fucking,kept jacking, urging his boy to come.He felt theimpending orgasm, muscles fluttering around his cock."Come on, Justin.Come on my cock.""God, yes.Please.""Yes." Chris hissed, his own orgasm right there andhe needed Justin to come first [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Justin's muscles wereoverworked and the latent tension was evident in thebroad shoulders.He rubbed babe oil over his hands andonto Justin's back, then started rubbing, working theabused muscles.This sound filled the air -- pure joy, thisdeep release.He made a happy noise himself and keptworking, making sure he got every muscle relaxed.Justin was melted underneath him, quiet, still.Heworked his way down Justin's back and then rubbed thatpretty ass.Those muscled legs spread for him, totallytrusting.He massaged his way down Justin's thighs.Justin moaned, legs trembling for him.He rubbed hisway back up so he could tease the skin between Justin'sballs and his hole."Oh." Justin's hips rolled."Feeling better, babe?" He repeated the caress."Yes.God, yes.""Good." He gave Justin's hole one last tickle beforegoing back to Justin's legs, rubbing the strong calves.Justin groaned, the sound almost pained.207 "These are still sore.""Yes.Yes, Coach.""I've got you covered." He kept working Justin's poorleg muscles."Oh, God.Oh, God.Sore.Hurts.""Okay, babe.Just breathe.Breathe through it."Justin nodded, toes curling, muscles tightening up.He kept working the stubborn muscles, not scoldingJustin for pushing today -- Justin knew; his muscleswere telling him every second.The soft cries told him that they were finding the spotwhere the massage was going to start working.His boywas going to have to rest tomorrow -- completely,totally, and let the muscles heal.He'd have to remindJustin that it wasn't a punishment, it wasn't reneging onthe rules: it was simply what happened when these poormuscles were overworked.Finally Justin let out a storm of sharp curses, a softsob, and then his muscles let go."That's it, babe." Chris gentled his movements,fingers rubbing, easing the loosened muscle."Oh, God.Better.Better.Oh, God."Yeah, he'd bet it was.He rubbed his hands all theway down to Justin's feet, warming and working them aswell.Justin was boneless when he turned his boy over.He started at his boy's feet, slowly working his way backup.He didn't mess with the black, awful bruise onJustin's leg.He needed to get ice and heat on that.He rubbed his thumbs along Justin's hips.Hisswimmer.His.His no longer retired swimmer."Love you, babe.""Love." Justin's face was a study in peace.Smiling, he kept the massage going, rubbing Justin'samazing abs gently.He started working down one arm,paying attention to the man's shoulder.Then he worked208 his way back up and over to the other side.It was amassage, but it was more now than massages used to be.Now he could enjoy as he touched, could think about itbeing more.Justin moaned, soft, low, legs beginning to shift.Itwas beginning to turn, this massage, from relaxation tosensational.He rubbed his thumbs across Justin'snipples.The sweet rosy nips drew up, reached for histouch."Sweet wanton.""I'm not sweet, am I?" Justin asked."The way you need is." He noted that Justin didn'tdeny the wanton."I can accept that." The corners of Justin's lips turnedup.Chuckling, Chris leaned up and kissed that smile.Justin moaned for him, lips chasing his.He pressedthem together, taking kiss after kiss."Love you, huh?" Justin looked into his eyes."I know.And I love you.And everything is going towork out wonderfully.""You think so?" Justin looked like he couldn't fighthis grin."No, I know so.""I hope so.""You hope, I'll know." He wrapped a hand aroundJustin's prick, "massaging" it."Coach.Oh, God.I used to.""Used to what, babe?""Imagine.Fantasize.""About this?" He kept stroking the hot, hard flesh."Yes.God, yes.About a massage turning intosomething bigger.""So I'm your fantasy come true.""You always have been."209 Oh.Oh, damn.Moaning, he kissed Justin until theywere both breathless.Justin was holding onto him,rocking against him.He spread Justin's legs with hisknees, and Justin spread, wrapping those strong legsaround him.He nudged at that sweet little hole.Justin groaned, shifted his hips so they rubbedtogether.He kept pushing, the tip of his cock breachingJustin's hole.He moaned as the sweet tightness scrapedagainst his prick."Babe.so tight." He pushed in a little further."Deeper." Justin moaned, taking him in deeper anddeeper.He nodded, pushing in harder."Chris.Chris, love." Justin looked right at him, eyesburning."You're the only thing bigger than the water."There was no higher compliment in Justin's world."Babe." He groaned, thrusting in hard."Yeah." Justin groaned and kissed him, the needburning him to the core.Chris started thrusting, pushing into his babe overand over.The sweet body rippled around him, grippinghis cock.He found a rhythm, riding Justin's body.It wasslow, easy, mind-blowingly sweet.Taking Justin's lips, he opened them, fucked themwith his tongue.Justin fed him sweet cries, low moans.He got a hand around his babe's cock, moving hardernow, faster."Yes.Yes.Yes." His boy.His lover.He kept fucking,kept jacking, urging his boy to come.He felt theimpending orgasm, muscles fluttering around his cock."Come on, Justin.Come on my cock.""God, yes.Please.""Yes." Chris hissed, his own orgasm right there andhe needed Justin to come first [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]