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Chapter Eleven
They barely made it back to the good doctor's home before falling into each other. William's kisses began as soon as the engine to his BMW had shut off and proceeded the entire walk to the front door. He pawed at him like a horny schoolboy on his first time, but Lance didn't care.
His tongue trailed down his neck, kissing up it and smothering his face. He heat was radiating from their bodies as the two of them couldn't get close enough. He'd never known this sensation and it was so vastly different from that night in the woods.
William ushered him inside before the neighbors saw them, kicking the front door back shut with his shoe. He took him straight to the bedroom, stopping only at the entryway to ensure he was still up for the encounter.
"Are you sure, Lance, we don't have to..." he began.
"William, if you don't finish what you've started, I'm going to have to spank you," he teased to him with a wicked insatiable look in his eye.
I'll have to remember the spanking thing for later , he thought.
William slowly undressed him the rest of the way, his hands going under his clothes to feel his nakedness. With every small section exposed, he went and kissed it gently, smothering his body with the lightness of his lips. His hands explored while his tongue flicked over every inch of flesh he could find.
"You're so incredible," he whispered into Lance's skin, "I want to taste every inch of you before I'm done."
His mouth followed through with the sentiment; kissing, licking, and sucking everywhere.
He traveled down and slid his pants off to expose there was nothing underneath his trousers. He looked up at him and grinned.
In one long lick, his tongue traversed him from tip to end of his shaft, making him moan and shudder. His mouth went down on him, making him slick with his saliva and hard. The alternative licks and nibbles caused his heart rate to rise and soft sounds to escape him.
Each tiny sound that Lance emitted from his luscious lips was making his bear want him more and more. He was in a battle to keep from taking him then and there, wanting to be as slow and careful with him as possible. It wasn't easy to tame the bear when he was face first in his crotch.
When his hips started to buck under his face, he started moving up, kissing a line between his hips and her chest. Long strokes with his tongue moved him to his neck again.
"You're killing me with this buildup, it's torture," he gasped, "I'm ready, I swear it. Take me now, William."
His body eased up just a little further, taking his earlobe into his mouth. Nibbling on it, sucking it, all while his cock took position over his body. He grabbed the bottle of lube and coated his erect and sensitive cock. He didn't hesitate this time, his bear roaring to life within him.
His cock lengthened and was rock solid now that his bear was getting what he'd wanted from the start and dove into him. His hips moved over his supple ass, grinding into him. His body firm against his, causing him to gasp for breath.
His hips worked back and forth, both for depth for the sensation of his balls sliding over the sweetness of Lance's ass. He was so close he could feel it. He pulled almost completely out of him between strokes and plunged himself back inside.
On and on it went, him holding out for Lance to come first. He'd reached around and grasped Lance in his fist and started pumping him hard and fast when he went to his ear and whispered, "Come my love, come all over my pretty sheets and let me feel your desire."
He moaned loudly as he bucked against him. It was the closest thing to heaven he'd ever felt and the raw lust Lance was displaying for him pushed him over the edge.
"Oh god, Oh Lance," Was all he could say as he pulsed inside him, spilling his seed within. He didn't stop it seemed, spurt after spurt releasing. He'd been with both men and women many times over the course of his life, both tame and extreme, but had never