Part 7 (2/2)

”Because it doesn't happen,” Bull told him and then kissed Zach hard. It was time for this emotional, heart-to-heart stuff to end. So he figured the best way to do that was to distract Zach, and Bull knew exactly how. Zach stood in front of him, and Bull maneuvered him between his legs. They kissed, and then Bull gently sucked down Zach's neck, then continued across his chest before lightly sucking one of his pink nipples. Bull felt Zach's legs begin to shake with what he hoped was excitement.

”Bull,” Zach said, thrusting his hips slightly forward. Bull smiled when he saw the obvious tent in Zach's pants, and he slowly opened Zach's belt, and then the catch on his trousers before letting them fall to the floor. ”What are you doing?” Bull paused. ”I mean, I know what you're doing, but-” Zach gasped, and Bull grinned before stroking him through the fabric of his briefs. ”Is it supposed to feel like this?”

”How does it feel?” Bull asked.

”Like my head is going to explode, and I'm not going to be able to stop myself if you keep that up,” Zach whimpered through clenched teeth. ”I mean, I know what this is supposed to feel like, I have done stuff before, but it's happening so fast, and you feel so good, and....” Zach swallowed. ”I like what you're doing, but am I going too fast?” Zach continued his shallow breathing as Bull slowly pulled down the front of his underwear until Zach's c.o.c.k bounced forward. Bull stroked him gently, and Zach's words quickly turned to groans and whimpers.

Zach kept trying to catch his breath, but every time he seemed to, Bull took great delight in stroking him faster or gripping his long c.o.c.k tighter. Within seconds, Zach went quiet and his head lolled back. Bull tightened his grip as Zach began pus.h.i.+ng his hips forward. ”That's it. Just give it up and let yourself go,” Bull whispered. Zach's mouth fell open and he whimpered softly before stiffening as he came all over Bull's hand. Zach shook and continued whimpering, his eyes squeezed shut.

Once Zach had finished coming, Bull waited for him to come down from the endorphin high. ”Wow,” Zach said softly.

”I think I can agree with that,” Bull said. He picked up his s.h.i.+rt and used it to wipe his hand, then tugged Zach down into a kiss. ”Let's go to the bedroom,” he whispered. Zach nodded and pulled up his pants from around his ankles. Bull took Zach's hand and led him down the hall to his room, then closed the door behind them. When he turned around, Zach stood by the side of the bed, holding his pants up. He looked adorably hot, and Bull couldn't help smiling.

Zach kicked off his shoes and then dropped his pants. He stepped out of them and stood naked except for his socks. Then he tilted his head to the side, obviously waiting for him. Zach was gorgeous, and Bull's mouth went dry. Zach wasn't particularly tall, but slim with a flat belly and chest. He wasn't a gym bunny, but who cared? His smooth skin glowed, and when Zach turned to the side to move his clothes out of the way, the profile of a dimpled b.u.t.t came into view. ”Beautiful,” Bull whispered, the only word that came to mind.

Zach looked down at himself. ”Are you just saying that?” Bull growled. ”Okay,” Zach held up his hands and smiled. ”You never just say anything.”

”d.a.m.n straight,” Bull stated without taking his eyes off Zach. He toed off his shoes and then pulled off his belt. The buckle hit the floor with a soft ting that neither of them paid much attention to. ”And to answer your earlier question, you are most definitely my type.” Bull's c.o.c.k had throbbed in his pants for the last half hour, and Bull sighed as he opened his jeans and popped the b.u.t.tons on his fly. Zach's eyes widened as Bull stepped out of them and tossed the pants aside, his boxers tented prodigiously. Then Bull slowly stepped toward Zach. He could see the excitement, tinged with worry, in his eyes.

”I've never....” Zach swallowed.

”We're not going to do anything you're not ready for,” Bull soothed and reached to the nightstand for a bottle of lube. He placed it on top and closed the drawer. ”All I want you to do is what makes you happy.” Bull took Zach into his arms, holding him close and slowly rubbing his back. When they kissed this time, it felt like electricity ripping through him. ”Do you feel that too?” Bull asked, his lips right next to Zach's.

”Yeah,” he whispered. ”Is that zing normal?”

”It's never happened to me before,” Bull said, slightly confused.

”That must mean I'm someone special,” Zach said. He slid his hands down Bull's back and into his boxers. Bull started slightly when Zach cupped his b.u.t.t. He never let guys do that to him because it might give them ideas, but he wanted Zach to touch him and he didn't care where.

”Sweetheart, I knew you were someone special the first night I frisked you and you giggled and wriggled right there on the sidewalk.” Bull kissed Zach again, and Zach pushed Bull's boxers down until they slid on their own down his legs. Bull stepped out of them and then pressed Zach onto the bed. Their lips barely parted as Bull maneuvered Zach up until his head rested on one of the pillows. Then, once he knew Zach was comfortable, all bets were off. The only problem was that he couldn't find a position that wouldn't press all his weight onto Zach. That little dilemma was settled as Zach squirmed from beneath him and pressed Bull onto his back before nearly jumping on top of him.

”Dang, you're...,” Zach began, but Bull kissed the words away. Their bodies fit together well despite their differences in height. Zach vibrated on top of him, his long c.o.c.k sliding beside Bull's. The sensation made Bull's eyes roll back into his head more than once. Then Zach pulled his lips away, and Bull opened his mouth to protest. ”I want to see you,” Zach said, and then he s.h.i.+fted until he sat across Bull's legs.

Bull puffed out his chest, and Zach chuckled. Zach stroked his belly and up across his pecs before lightly tweaking Bull's nipples. ”I knew you would be hot. I could tell that from the way your black T-s.h.i.+rts always looked two seconds from ripping, but I guess I expected you to have a tattoo or something.”

”I nearly got one when I was in the service,” Bull admitted, stopping when Zach wrapped his fingers around his thick c.o.c.k and began stroking. ”Jesus, you want me to talk while you're doing that?”

”I could stop,” Zach said, pausing the glorious movement. Bull growled. ”Okay, then,” Zach said and resumed his movements. Bull had been touched plenty in his life by himself, and by other guys. But no one had ever made him feel like this, not even Junior, his first... really his only only... lover.

Bull sat up, reached for Zach, and tugged him down and onto him. They kissed hard, and Bull cupped Zach's b.u.t.t, then pressed their hips firmly together. Zach thrust slowly, and Bull did the same, rubbing and stroking while they kissed each other nearly to oblivion. The intense heat from Zach's body wrapped around Bull like a comforting blanket that he never wanted to crawl out from under. Zach filled the room with small moans and whimpers that quickly worked their way into Bull's heart.

He rolled them on the bed after a few minutes. Zach groaned with mild frustration, and Bull chuckled slightly before kissing his way down Zach's neck and throat before licking long wet trails over his hot skin. Huge bursts of rich musk and a slight sweetness tingled against Bull's tongue. He licked and sucked Zach's nipples, accompanied by moans that increased in intensity the more he sucked. ”Bull,” Zach whined.

Bull smiled, then kissed and licked down Zach's chest and belly to where his c.o.c.k bounced and throbbed against his belly. Bull opened his mouth and sucked in the head of Zach's c.o.c.k. He jumped slightly, and Bull peered up to make sure everything was okay.

”Jesus!”

Bull sucked Zach deeper as a steady stream of awed moans and whimpers filled the room. ”Has anyone ever done this before?” Bull asked. Zach rolled his head back and forth on the pillow. ”Then are you in for a treat.” Bull sucked Zach deep, letting his flavor burst on his tongue. For a few seconds, Bull thought Zach was about to scream, but he settled into steady groans and whimpers. Soon Zach was moving slightly along with him, lifting his hips off the bed.

Zach was getting close-Bull could tell by his breathing and the intensity of his moans. He pulled away, and Zach sat up, eyes wide open, probably wondering what was going on. Bull kissed him and settled on the bed next to Zach, holding him close. Zach returned his kisses and then pressed him back on the mattress before settling between Bull's tree-trunk legs. Zach stared at him for a few seconds, and Bull sat up and lightly stroked over Zach's shoulders. ”You don't have to do anything you aren't ready for,” Bull whispered.

”It isn't that,” Zach said. ”What if I'm not any good?”

Bull chuckled. ”With lips like those, you'll be a natural.” He brought a finger to Zach's lips and lightly traced over them. ”You kiss like a dream. So don't worry about things like that. Simply be yourself and do what makes you happy and what you think I'll like.”

Zach kissed him and then slowly licked down his chest. Bull settled back on the mattress and let Zach find his way. He groaned at the warm pleasure that spread through him when Zach licked a nipple. He hissed when he sucked and then bit lightly, because it felt so d.a.m.ned good.

”Where'd you learn to do that?”

”I might not have much real world experience, but we nerds do read... a lot,” Zach told him.

”Those must be some good books,” Bull said, and Zach hummed his agreement as he licked and sucked a trail down Bull's hairy belly. He seemed fascinated and lightly ran his fingers over Bull's chest and stomach.

”You're really s.e.xy,” Zach crooned. ”I like hairy men.”

”Then we both get what we like.” Bull moaned when Zach gripped his c.o.c.k, stroking lightly as he s.h.i.+fted.

Bull watched, fascinated as Zach slid his pink tongue along his length. Bull clamped his eyes closed without even thinking about it, reveling in the gentle sensation. Bull reminded himself he'd promised Zach he could explore on his own. Normally about this time, Bull would take charge and go for what he wanted. He gripped the bedding and held still, willing Zach to suck him. Bull sighed and groaned when he felt Zach's lips slide over the head of his d.i.c.k. Zach went too fast and quickly backed away.

”Take your time and don't go too deep at first. That takes practice,” Bull coached, and Zach took him again.

The wet heat that surrounded him nearly took Bull's breath away. Zach wasn't polished or practiced, but d.a.m.n if he wasn't enthusiastic. He used his hand, lips, and tongue all at the same time.

”I like that I can make you do that,” Zach said, stopping for a second to breathe.

”What?” Bull asked.

”Make those whiny sounds,” Zach said. Bull would have growled, but Zach sucked him again and the thought zipped from his brain. All he wanted was Zach's lips and hands on him. Everything else was immaterial, including whatever sounds he happened to be making. Bull clutched the bedding as his body reacted. It wasn't long before he neared the edge. Bull cupped Zach's cheeks and lightly tugged him upward until their lips met. Bull reached for the lube and squirted a little on his hand. Then he worked his hand between them and coated both their c.o.c.ks. Zach sighed and began pumping his hips, rocking slowly against him.

”That's it,” Bull said encouragingly, stroking down Zach's back and cupping his b.u.t.t. He then thrust upward. Within seconds they were moving together, the bed rocking with them.

Zach held his breath, and Bull could tell he was close. He was quickly approaching the edge as well. Zach groaned and stiffened. Bull thrust hard, desperate for the last bit of sensation that sent him plummeting into his release. Zach followed right behind, both of them filling the room with their cries.

Bull closed his eyes and floated, keeping his arms around Zach, carrying him along on his quiet, euphoric fantasy. He didn't want to move, and Zach seemed content to stay where he was too. So they lay there holding each other.

”Is this okay?” Zach asked after a while. ”I'm not too heavy?”

”You're perfect,” Bull said lazily. He didn't even have the energy it would take to open his eyes.

”Do you have to go to work?”

”No,” Bull whispered.

”Good,” Zach said as he rested his head on his shoulder. Neither of them made any effort to separate. ”Did you ever have a boyfriend?”

”Once,” Bull said, ”a while ago. His name was Junior.”

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