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apartment darkened as lights were switched off as they went.
    Linc released Alistair to flip a switch on the lamp next to the bed. The room was bathed in a soft yellow glow. He withdrew condoms and a tube of lube from the bedside dresser, where they were placed in readiness.
    Alistair waited patiently, Linc always undressed the younger man.
    Linc sat on the bed and drew Alistair in front of him, between his parted thighs. He cupped Alistair’s balls and ran his fingers over the length of his dick before pulling the polo shirt over his head. He noted with delight the hardened nipples. Tossing the shirt to one side, he pulled his lover closer and latched onto one with his mouth. While his mouth nipped and teased one nipple, his hand twisted and pinched at the other. It pleased him when Alistair writhed and moaned under his ministrations.
    Linc was aware of Alistair’s preference for roughness and as he bit down a little harder on one nipple, he pinched at the other. A sharp yelp ricocheted around the room. When Linc pulled back he saw both nipples were red, almost bruised. It was enough to satisfy Alistair’s need for rough love but not enough to cause injury. Linc lapped at the tortured peaks to soothe the pain.
    Alistair was stripped of his remaining clothes and he stood naked before Linc. His hardened cock visibly pulsed with excitement.
    “Lay on the bed, face down.”
    Alistair obeyed and crawled into the middle of the giant, king sized bed. He heard the whoosh as Linc stripped and dropped his clothing to the floor. A foil packet crinkled as it was torn open then silence as the condom was rolled on. The mattress dipped as his lover crawled up, spread his legs and moved between them. Alistair lifted his ass, ready, willing.
    Linc’s cock throbbed with anticipation at the site of his partner’s naked ass in the air, inviting him in. He loved this man completely so why had a woman unravelled him? Shaking the thought from his head, he squeezed lubricant onto his fingers and ran them around the rosy ring he would soon enter.
    Alistair groaned.
    Linc plunged first one finger, then a second, inside and wriggled them against the prostate.
    Alistair pushed back against the welcome invasion. When Linc removed them, he cried out in protest.
    Linc kissed Alistair’s cheek. “Patience, my darling.” He lined his dick up at the entrance and slowly pushed himself through the tight, luscious ring of muscle. His own cock pulsed with almost unbearable hardness and longing.
    Linc’s cock was slipping in and out far too slowly for Alistair’s liking. He pushed his hips back harder, faster but his lover stopped completely and withdrew his appendage. “Noooo,” he cried out in anguish at the loss.
    Linc sat back on his haunches and slapped Alistair’s ass. “We will go at my pace or have you forgotten?”
    “I know it’s the pace of who tops but I am so fuckin’ randy.”
    “My pace or you go without. Which do you want?”
    Alistair’s cock ached. He needed release. If Linc walked away now there would be no hand job, neither his nor his own. No blow job. No relief and, he would suffer all night. “Your pace,” he conceded.
    Linc slipped back inside and moved his hips slowly, edging in and then out. He smiled as Alistair lifted his hands by his head and clutched the pillows. His lover hated it slow but Linc was determined to draw their love making out. In the end, it was better for both of them.
    Alistair felt like he was being tortured. His cock was burning with need. The pressure on his prostate was driving him higher and higher but as soon as he knew relief was close, Linc stopped. “Please Linc, please,” he sobbed when the man stopped again.
    Lincs hands caressed Alistair’s back, moved between his legs and cupped his balls. They were tucked up ready, hard. He slid a hand under his lover’s body and wrapped it around the engorged dick. The moans and groans, the pleas for release, told him it was time.
    He lay