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I'm Yours

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By Johnathan HuntPublished 5 years ago 7 min read
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Ash was your typical guy. He liked sports and was very good at them. He played football mostly. He had black hair and a very toned body. But no matter how popular he was, he never seemed to be truly happy. Women threw themselves at him. And he had been with many of them, but never felt truly satisfied. He related it to him just wanting to focus on becoming a professional and had to much on his mind.

Ash was outside after a game ended. He was finally able to relax. He went to a nearby area where he could be alone with his thoughts. They just won the semifinals. Last year they didn't win the championship, but hopefully they would this year. If he could just get his head straight maybe he wouldn't hesitate this time.

"Hey," a voice sounded from the nearby trees.

"Who's there? Look I don't want any company, alright? I have enough on my mind," Ash shouted out as he stood up and started walking toward his room.

"You seem stressed," the voice said as he came out from behind a tree.

Ash looked over now to where the voice came from. He saw a young man, probably just a freshman by the judging of how young he looked. He had red hair, but had many features that seemed more feminine than man. But he was undoubtedly a man still.

"What of it?" Ash said as he turned away and walked toward his room again.

"Big game coming up. Figured you could use a pep talk is all," he said.

Whatever, Ash thought without saying a word. He just walked until he reached his room. He opened the door and looked back to see the man still following behind him.

"What do you want?" Ash asked as he looked toward the floor.

"My name is Steve. I just wanted to help you relax a bit. I'm pretty good at massages or even cooking," Steve said, smiling.

"Wow sounds great. But not interested," Ash said, sarcastically, as he walked in and started closing the door.

"Hold on," Steve said as he put his hand on the door. "Maybe just let me make you something to eat. I can cook just about anything."

Ash thought for a bit. He didn't want to go out to eat and was way to tired to cook himself.

"Fine. I have steaks if you know how to make those I'll take that," Ash said, figuring he may as well get a good meal out of this alone time interruption at least.

"Filet mignon or t-bone or what?" Steve asked as he walked in and found his way to the kitchen.

"Surprise me," Ash said as he walked to the shower.

"Will do," Steve said, opening the fridge.

Ash walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on. He checked the water before finally getting in. The warmth felt so good. Helped ease the tension of his muscles a bit. He heard the door open as he was relaxing in the shower.

"Want me to do your clothes for you? May as well get them clean," Steve said as he walked in.

"No, what the hell man? I can do this myself. Why are you in here?" Ash shouted, angrily.

"Sorry, didn't mean to bother you. Just want to help is all," Steve said as he walked closer to the shower.

"Whatever," Ash said as he went back to showering and trying to relax.

Suddenly, he felt hands touch his shoulders. He spun around quickly to see Steve reaching in and massaging him.

"Dude!" Ash shouted as he turned around.

"Trust me," Steve said as he rubbed his shoulders again.

Ash didn't want to admit out loud, but the massage was nice. It was strong and soft at the same time. It was very relaxing. He wanted to ask again, but found he was unable to do so. He was, after all, pretty stressed. And the game can take a toll on the body. Defiantly. He let it go.

"How does this feel?" Steve asked.

"It... it isn't bad, I guess," Ash said, embarrassed.

Before long, Ash felt the hands go down his back along his spine. They stopped for about a minute and then resumed. But this time there was more to it. It was like he had his arms pressing on his back. He finally turned his head. He saw Steve standing there in the shower with him completely naked. He looked at him and looked down to see Steve standing fully erect. Steve started rubbing his shoulders from the front.

"What the hell do you think your doing?" Ash demanded, turning away from Steve.

"You seemed tense like you needed a deeper massage. So I figured I'd help," he said as he pressed his body on Ash's.

Ash felt Steve's cock rub against his ass. His body pressed tightly against him. For some reason, as angry as he was, he started to calm down. He didn't know why, but he no longer felt mad.

"What... what are you..." Ash started, but wasn't able to finish.

Suddenly, he felt Steve reach around to his cock. He felt him grab it and squeeze it tightly as he slowly started to jerk him off while caressing the tip of his penis with his thumb.

"If you want me to stop I will. Just say the word," Steve said as he rubbed his own dick against Ash's ass.

Ash didn't say anything. All the women he slept with now felt emptier than ever. Was this truly what was missing? Was this really the thing he desired without knowing it for all these years? He was in college now and thought he had his life figured out.

Fuck it, he said to himself. I need to know, he thought as he turned himself around and faced Steven. Before he knew it, he was staring him in the eyes. He looked again at Steve's cock. He overlooked his body. Steve was actually pretty fit. Thin muscle, but they were toned. He tried to decide if this was truly what he wanted to try.

"You look like you may be enjoying yourself," Steve said, grabbing Ash's cock again in his hand. "Pretty stiff I'd say. I can fix that. I can fix anything on your body that is stiff."

He knelt down and started to suck on Ash's cock. He jiggled his balls in one hand with his other firmly around his shaft as he held the penis in his mouth and caressed it with his tongue softly.

Before long Ash didn't care anymore. He stood Steve up and turned him to face away. He looked down and saw his cock near Steve's ass. He had a wonderful looking ass. So perfect. No marks no dimples no nothing. Just a finely toned ass with perfectly tight cheeks. He slowly grabbed his own cock and placed it onto Steve's asshole before pausing.

"Feel free to do whatever you like. I am here for you in any way," Steve said, grabbing his own cock and leaning back onto Ash and wrapping his other arm around him.

Ash didn't delay any longer. He slowly pressed his cock inside of Steve. He felt Steve's ass tighten around is penis as it went deeper into him. Before long his balls were pressed against Steve's ass cheeks and his cock was all the way as deep as it could go. The shower rained down on them as he pressed harder and faster into his ass the water splashed. He never felt this alive. He reached down still fucking Steven and grabbed his cock. He pulled it back and forth as he kissed Steven and continued to ram him in his tight little ass. Before to long he felt the overwhelming orgasm begin.

Steven kissed Ash as he felt him close to climaxing. Ash held Steven tightly against his body as cum began to fill Steve's ass. Steve could feel the warmth of his sperm inside of him. In turn, it made him close to climax.

After his cum was finished he kissed Steven again keeping his cock inside of his ass. He raised his hand up and saw Steve's cum all over his hand. Steve smiled and licked at the cum from Ash's hand. Ash then licked Steve's sperm from his own hand. They filled their mouths with Steve's cum and kissed making sure to get as much sperm into each other's mouths as possible.

"Now, let me go get those steaks," Steve said as he stepped out from the shower after pulling Ash's cock from his ass, leaving it to fall against his balls satisfied.

Ash watched until he was out of the room. He then turned to the shower head again. He looked down and played with himself for a moment while washing his cock off.

For once, he was truly satisfied after sex. This was by far the best orgasm he ever had. He knew he filled Steve's ass full of cum and just the thought made him smile. This was finally the happiness he had always been looking for.

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Johnathan Hunt

MMy name is Johnathan Hunt and I have been writing since I was 8. I write poems stories and books.

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