It starts with a dream and a slight shift. A 3 am piss because he'd had too much to drink at Heaven's party. Forcing his mind back down to sleep when he's back under the flimsy blanket again, Turtle's curvy outline is clear in the moonlight. Pale skin takes shape in his mind's eye; Strong shoulders, defined hips, a smooth but muscular back. He traces the small tattoo on his back with his fingertips.
In the dark of the dingy motel room, Jason's hand presses against his own growing erection, grip loose in the undercurrent of sleep. The room in the dream is bursting with sunlight as he's raised up, spread as though on a doctor's bed and licked from head to hole with loving, wet strokes of a skilled tongue. He can see every vein in his cock pulsing with blood, filling every last inch until he's so hard that he's visibly throbbing. Everything between his legs is deliciously soaked and it only gets better as he's penetrated by something cold and coated in lube. It stretches him wide so he can feel the cool air hit his insides. He moans softly as a sudden rush of warmth gets dripped into his willing hole, the sensation causing his ass to lift and his legs to spread wide back in reality.
Jason's dreams last well into the morning. Turtle finally wakes, takes his own piss and comes back into the room with the intention of making coffee. One look and all thoughts of caffeine disappear as Turtle takes in Jason's position on the bed with a hungry smile. On his stomach, ass in the air, legs spread like a whore and both hands lazily around his solid member. Jason is the poster boy for slow, slick sex. Even sound asleep, he's begging for it and Turtle knows that today is going to end with them both messy and completely drained.
They'd stopped bothering with boxers in bed years ago and now they both prefer the buff to any material that can hinder them in their morning exploits under the sheets. Jason's nude form is warm from sleep and his muscles are slack and willing; just how Turtle likes it. Crawling slowly up the mattress that squeaks louder than Heaven's old truck, Turtle presses feather-like kisses to the back of Jason's thigh, his mouth moving slowly up the soft skin. Back still lifted so his ass is raised up obscenely, Jason mumbles a soft 'Turtle', his tone making it clear that he's still very much asleep.
Emboldened by Jason's speech, Turtle's kisses veer right, towards the tight ring of muscle that was so ready and exposed to him. He sucks gently on the searing skin before letting his tongue peek out to bathe Jason's hole. Jason shudders, his legs splayed out just enough to give his own hands room to stroke and tug his cock in a rhythm that has Turtle's mouth watering. "I wish you could see how hot you look right now, Jay." Turtle whispers against the now wet entrance, his tongue darting out on each syllable before he slowly pushes it through the ring of muscle.
He can't keep the smile off his face at the soft, happy sigh that escapes Jason when he's penetrated. Jason has always been a slut when it comes to getting rimmed and this morning is no exception. Jason pushes back wantonly, hands still wrapped around his member, almost as though it's too sensitive for the moment. "Use me...all yours...always..." Jason seems to be reading Turtle's mind because he was already thinking of breaking out the big guns on their day off together.
Ever since the first day they met, Jason has shown a penchant for wanting to be owned. Turtle didn't psychoanalyze it then and he's certainly not going to now. All that matters is that there are days when Jason likes to be a fuck-toy, and Turtle is more than willing to play along. His tongue pushes deeper, circling inside to coat every last spot with saliva. Turtle likes rimming Jason as much as Jason likes receiving it. It shows in the way his face is stuffed between Jason's ample cheeks, in the groans he reverberates against the sweet hole he's tongue-fucking and how hard his cock gets in the process. Jason's ass rocks side to side as Turtle's tongue wiggles inside, tip pressing into different spots to elicit all the nerves. Turtle gets even harder and starts leaking precum like it's going out of style.
"Gonna need some lube today, Jay." He mentions as he reaches over to the nightstand for the pump bottle they've switched to because it makes squirting it inside much easier. The lube's thicker than the usual runny stuff that most stores sell and Turtle thinks for the fortieth time just how good an investment the brand they're using now has been. Tongue between his teeth, he uses a drop of the lube to slick the nozzle and then pushes it into Jason's greedy hole, waiting for any sign that he may be waking up. When all he gets is a little snort, Turtle brings the rest of the bottle up to meet the mouth and watches as Jason's body reacts strongly to the sudden cold. He brings one hand up to ease Jason back down just a bit, palms gliding over his spin in one smooth motion.
"Gotta get you ready. You're gonna take a lot today." Turtle explains as he sticks up a finger and then pushes it inside with a satisfyingly wet 'pop'. The sound reminds him of the first time he and Jason went past kissing and the occasional handjob after work. Jason purrs, much to Turtle's amusement as he uses one long finger to spread the lube inside. Turtle doesn't use too much; Jason's going to be taking every single load he has today and there needs to be a bit of friction so he feels the first few releases splashing into his body. He knows that Jason loves the feeling and he'll never deny him the pleasure.
Turtle's finger slips out, rubbing some of the lube on the outside, covering it just as he'd done inside. One digit becomes two and soon, Turtle's stretching Jason's ass enough to let a long string of spit slide down the dividing interior wall that divides cock from hole. Neither of them can suppress soft moans of arousal at the sensation and the sight of the saliva disappearing inside Jason's body.
When he's sure Jason's good and slick, Turtle gets into position, member lining up so that he'll be thrusting damn near parallel to the bed instead of going in from a higher or lower angle; It's the easiest way to go slow until Jason's fully awake and begging for a good hard fuck. He watches as the opening first resists and then secedes to the fat head of his straining cock. Hissing softly, his own sensation is interrupted by Jason's eyes cracking open and a long, low moan escaping his throat. "Morning. Jay," Turtle whispers fondly, his eyes falling back to where his cock is stretching Jason gently.
"Morning." Jason manages on a breathless grin, adjusting so both of them have more room. "Gonna use me today, Turtle? Make me your toy all day? Keep me however you want, ready for your cum?" Jason adds after a moment, his head lolling down to look between his legs, just barely able to make out Turtle's shaft pressing in. "You're mine today. I'm gonna keep you plugged up between rounds and you're taking anything I put inside you when I feel like it. I'm gonna fuck you when I want, where I want. Even on the side of the road if I want." Turtle explains as he begins a lazy rhythm, marveling at how wet his cock comes out on each successive thrust. Years ago, Jason would've balked at the idea of public sex, but now he relishes it and loves the idea of someone watching them go at it like dogs in heat.
Precum leaks into Jason as Turtle keeps thrusting slow and sensual, pushing all the way in and pulling all the way out so he can feel every last ridge of cock sliding against his sensitive passage. It's only when Jason unintentionally squeezes around him that Turtle begins to shift, knowing all too well the signal alerting him that Jason wants to be bred. Every morning Jason will beg for a load in his ass, squeezing Turtle's cock like a vice and almost acting as though he needs the load to get on with his day. Turtle has coffee and Jason has . . . sperm. Crouching over Jason's smaller frame, Turtle catches his hips in both his hands before cocking back and pistoling his hips forward. Jason's eyes snap open again and he lets out a choked sound, surprised by the sudden force behind the penetration. Turtle doesn't give him time to think; He rams into Jason, using the same pace animals would as he holds tight to Jason's hips.
"Fuck! Oh God! Give it to me, Turtle! Oh! Fuck me!" Jason cries out, his fists squeezing hard around his member, not wanting to cum so quickly. Turtle licks his lips and doubles the pace, his sac slapping again Jason's with that hot, wet smacking sound as he rams in and out at a blinding pace. Jason, for his part, can only keep his jaw slack as he hangs onto the bed, taking each thrust with the tiniest of gasps. He can feel he's close when his balls start to tighten up, pulling closer to the base of his member in readiness, Turtle gives Jason their customary warning spank and then goes back to plunging deep into his friend's ass, moaning and loving every second of it. Jason can hear Turtle cry out his name in the other-wise silent hotel, but any thought leaves him when he feels the first thick spurt of cum coating his insides. He stays still while Turtle empties into him, his own cock forgotten as he white-knuckles the sheets, feeling his passage already starting to fill up.
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Jason gets up to move after Turtle's third load, but a hand at the small of his back stops him. Turtle grins from ear to ear. "Stay right there, but flip over. I want to see you." He does as he's told and lets everything adjust; his cock stands straight up, all the sperm inside of him slides around and slicks over his prostate, his thigh muscles loosen from their once-tensed pose. Jason's been in heaven since before he woke up this morning and if the thin spread of lube over the plug Turtle is holding is anything to judge on, he'll be there for the rest of the day. Turtle bows his head as he presses the soft tip of the plug to Jason's hole, his obscene, perfectly-bowed lips opening to swallow Jason's cock as he inserts the toy to the hilt. Jason's body stretches out like a big cat at the pressure and the heated slick of Turtle's mouth, his eyes falling closed as he rakes in the pleasure with a little whimper that's all arousal. The top of the plug's flared base passing Jason's entrance makes him moan, shooting a lazy smile down at Turtle, who manages to smile back with a mouth full of his friend.
A gasp ricochets around the room as Turtle sneaks two fingers in along with the plug, fucking Jason for a bit with all three implements. Watching wide-eyed, Jason can barely get out Turtle's names as he dips his head again and sucks hard on the swollen tip of his member. Jason cums without warning, enough to fill Turtle's mouth and throat. Somehow, Turtle manages to keep his fingers in place even with Jason's hips snapping up towards the ceiling. Miraculously, Jason doesn't break Turtle's nose with the same move on his second spew of cum. It's Turtle's turn to moan as Jason fills his mouth, bitter and hot. but all Jason. He takes the first load without even bothering to keep it in his mouth; the rest pools on his tongue as he focuses on sucking Jason dry.
Jason pants and laughs softly as he watches Turtle choke just a bit on all the cum before swallowing it down. Jason's noises turn into sighs as Turtle licks him clean, their eyes locked together, a look of fondness and hunger passing between the pair. Finally pulling back, Turtle wipes his mouth with the back of one hand, eyeing Jason the same way he would when they first met. "Get dressed, Jay. Let's hit the road."
They've got the day off and Turtle doesn't want to waste a second
