Page 37 of Sun, Sea and Spotted Squid

Sam struggled to maintain a steely composure.

“I’m done with words.”

Before Sam replied, Wolfgang kissed him. The hunger in that kiss matched his own. Sam had missed him too. How could he deny that? His body and mouth had already given him away.

It was as though someone had opened a dam. They were immediately pawing at each other’s clothes, which soon became a pile on the floor. This time it wouldn’t all be about Wolfgang.

Wolfgang lay on top of Sam. Their hard dicks grinding together and legs entwined. Sam ran his hands up the tight muscles of Wolfgang’s back and pulled him even closer. He explored Wolfgang’s mouth with his tongue.

Sam moved free and gently pushed Wolfgang’s head downwards. Making it very clear what he wanted. Wolfgang appeared only too happy to oblige. Sam quivered as Wolfgang positioned himself. He lightly bit Sam’s hip bone, making him cry out.

Voices could be heard from the kitchen below. Genevieve and Paul appeared to have joined Astrid and Maria. The last thing Sam needed was being busted.

Wolfgang was clearly too intent on his mission to care. He took hold of Sam’s hard cock and traced the tip with his tongue.Sam fell into the sex bubble. He bucked his hips. Desperate for Wolfgang’s beautiful lips on him.

Wolfgang glanced up before enveloping Sam’s cock with his mouth. The heat making him squirm. Then he sucked hard, moving up and down the length of him. Sam had to bury his face in the pillow to stop from screaming the place down.

The bed squeaked as Wolfgang sped up. The release building inside Sam’s body warned him he would be come in no time if Wolfgang kept this up.

“Wait,” Sam said, grabbing his head.

“What?”

“Get on the floor,” Sam whispered.

Wolfgang glanced at Sam’s cock. Evidently craving more. He nodded and dropped down, lying amongst their discarded clothes.

“Come,” he said.

“I intend to,” Sam replied.

Sam fell on top of him. Kissing him feverishly. Wolfgang wrapped his legs around Sam’s waist as they grappled with each other. With the freedom of movement, Sam wanted to possess every part of Wolfgang.

Nothing was enough.

Then he tore himself away and reached into his drawers. Wolfgang watched him carefully. Sam retrieved a condom and ripped the wrapper off.

Wolfgang held his solid dick up, ready for the condom. Sam figured it wouldn’t hurt Wolfgang to lose some control. So he rolled it onto his own cock. For a split second, confusion reigned supreme before Wolfie lay back.

“Be gentle, Sam,” he murmured.

Sam grabbed a bottle of lube and slicked a generous amount on his fingers.

“Of course,” he replied.

Wolfgang spread his legs. An act of trust that wasn’t lost on Sam. He slowly traced around Wolfgang’s hole. Time and again. Teasing him.

Then he pushed inside. Wolfgang gasped.

“Oh, Sam. Yes, please.”

Sam worked Wolfie’s hole with one hand and his cock with the other. They never broke eye contact once.

“Fuck me,” Wolfgang whispered.

“Sure?”

“Stop talking.”