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knuckles. My ass tightens around his fingers. My cock is bouncing with my heartbeat and my balls deeply ache. I feel an urge inside myself. I know what I want.
    What I need.
    I reach back for his cock. It’s fully hard now. He grabs my hand and gently twists it behind my back. My other arm balances myself against the bathroom wall. I moan. I can hear him jerking his cock, lubing it up. “Yes,” I cry. “Please!” Colt puts it between my cheeks and grinds himself against me. My body is shivering all over and my breath is jittery. I don’t know if I can take his whole cock but I don’t care. I’m so turned on that my ass feels looser, ready for anything. I want him to penetrate me. I want to feel it pulse as he cums deep inside of me.
    He pushes the head of it against my asshole. I push my ass back towards him and take a deep breath and then let it all out. I’m still getting whole-body shudders. Colt pulls me against him. His cock slides into me. He pulls back and then pushes it all the way in.
    Right to the hilt .
    My bum bounces off his hard abs. Colt starts fucking me. My asshole clenches as my cock twitches. I look down to see a slither of pre-cum leaking out. Each thrust hits against my prostate. There’s no way for his big cock not to hit my prostate. He’s milking the pre-cum out of me every time he pulls me back and it slides deep inside. I’m getting fucked silly. I almost laugh and then stop myself. My emotions are fucked right now. I can’t focus on anything. All that exists is his cock, sliding around inside my sensitive ass and making me tingle.
    Colt reaches around and holds my cock. He doesn’t jerk it. He just holds it, squeezes it, plays with it. He’s moaning too now. I realize that I’ve been groaning the whole time. My speech is jumbled, I beg for more, for him to never stop. He gives me a handjob to the rhythm of his thrusts. Our cocks are jerked in sync, his hand around mine, my ass around his.
    I can feel my orgasm starting, deep inside me. A sweet hurt, pulsing from an unknown place. “I’m going to cum,” I stutter between my breaths. Colt changes his thrusting, pulls me back slower now, building his own orgasm. I can feel every inch of his cock, the bulbous head gliding against the soft walls inside my ass. His fingers dig into my hips, and his cock goes stiff. Colt’s breathing gets all stuttered just like mine. Out of my cock comes the first spurt of watery semen, followed by pearly white ropes. I cum hard all over the wall. My ass clenches tightly around Colt’s penis as he joins my orgasm, filling me up.
    He holds me there, as the final drops of cum leave his cock. I can never get used to the feeling of cumming with something inside my ass. It’s just so different than anything else. My asshole is softly aching. It’s gently stretched to accommodate him.
    The air smells like coconut. I have sea-legs, or semen-legs… Either way, I think I’m going to fall. Colt catches me and says, “Woah there. You okay?”
    “Yes,” I slur. “Dizzy.” Colt picks me up in his arms and carries me to his bedroom. Everything is white like the outside of the house. His bed is triple-king-sized, the size of a small room. There’s a black and white photo of him and Nancy on the far wall. My cock is still twitching occasionally. Colt pulls the covers over me. I’m wet from the lube and the shower. My skin is a little sticky. I can feel the cum in and around my ass. I feel giddy, and I grin as I close my eyes just for a second. I wonder if Colt is going to join me but before I see him again, I fall into a lovely post-orgasm sleep.
     
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The sun is bright and startling. I’m in Colt’s bed, but where is he? Then it hits me…
    I just slept the night at a subject’s house.
    I didn’t even get the job done. Well, I got a few portrait shots against the white bathroom wall but the magazine won’t want that. I got some nude shots for my consumption though—that makes me happy.