Hidden Desires

Johnny's POV:

I'm against Matt. His body feels so warm and muscular. My drunk brain keeps telling me how sexy he looks.

"Can I tell you a secret?" I question.

"Tell away." Matt replies.

I lean down. Taking a deep breath I exhale it against his ear.

"I'm an exhibitionist." I couldn't stop the laughter that bubbles up my throat.

I stumble, my legs suddenly feeling wobbly. Matt is right there to steady me. He helps me walk to the elevator.

"Whoa it's like the world is moving."

Matt and I burst into uncontrollable laughter. It really wasn't that funny. Neither of us cared though.

A ding sounds. We both twist and turn our heads trying to figure out where the noise came from. The doors slide open.

I stumble from the elevator. Matt's arm encircles my waist. It's just in time to stop me from falling flat on my face.

The walk to our shared hotel room seems really quick especially for our uncoordinated steps. Matt pulls the key card from his pocket. He slips it into the lock.

When the little light turns green he twists the handle. We walk inside. The door is shut and locked behind us.

Matt's lips are on mine all of a sudden. Snapping out of my shock I kiss him back. My mouth opens to allow his tongue access.

I slide my hands under his shirt. His skin feels supple and smooth against my string toughened fingers. His shirt lifts as I traverse from his stomach up to his pecks.

He helps remove the shirt from his body.  Matt reaches for the bottom of my shirt. In one tug it's off my form and falling to the floor. It joins the pile of our socks and shoes as well as Matt's shirt.

The Revbat stands proudly inked across my chest. It's result of a bet lost against The Rev himself. Matt smirks at it shaking his head.

Our lips meet again. He doesn't waste a single second. Matt shoves his tongue into my mouth.

I happily enjoy the lashing it dishes out against my own. With frenzied fumbling hands I unbuckle Matt's snake skin belt tearing it through the loops of his pants.

The button of his jeans is popped open. Keys of the zipper make their unique sound as it's lowered. I'm pleasantly surprised to find no fabric to shield it his cock leaving it bare for me eyes to feast on.

I tentatively brush a finger along the tip. It seems to jump hardening even more. A pearl of pre-cum appears. Bending my head forward I sweep away with a flick of my tongue.

I swirl my tongue  around the head. Flattening my tongue against the bottom of my mouth I pull my lips back. This allows me to take the mushroom shaped crown into my mouth. 

As if it's a straw for my favorite drink I suck. My teeth scrape across that sensitive vein that runs along the under side of Matt's member. He reaches down pulling me up to my feet.

His hands tug at my pants and boxers. Once they're at my feet I kick them off. They land right in the little pile we've created.

Taking my hand in his Matt pulls me outside. He spins me around so my back is having him. The balcony view holds buildings as far as the eyes can see.

The sound of Matt spitting is heard. His hand smears the wetness on and all around my back entrance. Using the middle of my back he pushes my upper half against the railing.

Matt's large hands spread my ass checks apart. Taking a deep breath I exhale it and all of the tension out from my body. His cock head stretches my opening as it slides in to me.

With slow thrusts he enters me little by little. After an unknown amount of torturous minutes he's finally fully sheathed. Matt's panting from the effort he exhorted. Sweat is glistening off of both us.

Rocking myself back wards I use my actions to show him what I want. He complies much to my happiness. Our pelvic bones grind together.

Matt pulls all the way out of me. A moan is ripped from my throat as he slams entirely back inside. Our hips thrust in the same glorious rhythm.

Standing up on my tip toes I bend further over the railing. I practically scream when Matt's cock brushes against my prostate.

"Do it again." I demand of him.

"Don't worry I'll make sure you cum." I can hear the smile in his voice.

Matt swivels twisting and turning his waist this way and that way. He's doing it on purposely. Making sure he's avoiding my prostate.

Every part of my body clenched with coiled tension. It wouldn't take much to push me over the edge. It was just out of reach.

I desire it. I needed Matt to give me. He had to give me that sweet sweet release.

"Please Matt. I need more. It's so close I can almost taste it. Give me that dick. I'm being a good boy. Please just a little bit more of that delicious horse cock of yours." I beg Matt.

Taking each side of my hips in his massive palms. With almost crushing force he pounds my ass as hard as he can. I know I'm going to have bruises in the morning but it's so utterly worth it.

Finally! I want to holler for everyone to hear. Matt batters my prostate. He strikes out over and over and over again.

I feel his entire body along the length of my own. Matt's teeth clamp down moaning around the skin of my shoulder. Jets of his cum shoots inside me filling me up to the point of over flowing.

"Oooooh God Shadz!" I holler the orgasm I've craved finally claiming my body for its own.

My body shatters. Violent tremors shake my whole being. Never in my life have I experienced a more powerful climax.

Notes

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