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Mind Ya Business (NSFW Short Story) 🔞
🕑 Added 2020-01-16 20:09:31 +0000 UTC“Liam...Liam I’m close.” Norman moaned anxiously between Liam’s hard thrusts.
He gripped the bed sheets tightly and glanced back at Liam with lustful, pleading eyes. Liam relaxed his grip on Norman’s waist and pulled out of his sore, throbbing hole.
Liam leaned forward and kissed the smooth, round surface of Norman’s ass. The skin was slightly red from where it had been slapping against Liam’s massive thighs. He’d been pounding Norman raw for a while now, and Norman had eagerly taken every thick inch of Liam’s cock without complaint.
He pushed Norman’s cheeks apart with both hands and saw his hole was gaping and semi-purple in hue. It looked like it had taken a beating, and Liam felt a pang of regret for fucking it too hard.
Norman deserved a reward.
“Switch.” Liam ordered, climbing on the bed next to him. “I want you to ride me.”
Norman’s face lit up with an excited smile. Riding was his favorite position.
Liam laid down on his back and Norman climbed on top. Straddling Liam’s waist and immediately taking his cock back inside, Norman let out an exasperated sigh of pleasure. The carnal warmth of Norman’s body heat enveloped Liam’s shaft as Norman’s hole stretched around its girth. Moaning and arching his back, Norman took in Liam’s cock all the way down until his ass cheeks rested neatly against Liam’s balls.
There we go. Liam thought with a smirk.
He loved seeing Norman’s satisfied expressions. They made him hungry for more.
While they fucked, the only sound that escaped Norman’s lips were his loud moans of pleasure. Liam wanted to hear more of those hitched cries, but he also desperately wanted to see Norman cum.
Liam’s big hands grasped Norman’s waist as they rocked and thrust together – back and forth like two pistons set in a singular, synchronized motion. The sweat on their bodies glistened and shimmered like a sunbeam reflected in a pool. The yellow summer sun poured into Liam’s bedroom through the open window, filling the room with dry heat. As the temperature began to rise, so too did Liam and Norman’s boisterous love-making.
Norman closed his eyes and cried out again in a true, visible expression of sexual satisfaction. His flushed, blushing face dripped with sweat as he clenched tight around Liam’s cock.
“Fuck yeah, babe. Keep it tight just like that.” Liam grunted and grinned a cocky, shit-eating grin.
His heavy balls were taut and ready to fill Norman’s ass with his seed.
Liam hoped there was someone outside the window to hear them fucking. The summer breeze was nice, but he left the window open because he wanted the world to witness their love.
Relief flooded every fiber of his being as he thought more about going public with Norman. Liam wanted to finally be open and free about the fact that he liked to fuck guys, but more importantly that Norman and he were together as a couple.
What started as casual experimentation turned into the best loving relationship Liam could ever ask for. I mean, all honesty out on the table, he couldn’t believe that he’d enjoy sex with another man this much. It made him feel complete – like all the arrogant, disorganized pieces of his life puzzle were finally fitting together.
He was Norman’s, and Norman was his.
Liam blushed and smiled. Damn, he was getting all sentimental.
“Fuck, Liam!” Norman cried out.
Liam’s attention snapped back to the present as Norman’s ragged moans increased in volume. In his absence of thought, they’d already passed the point of no return. Norman was about to cum and there was no stopping it now.
“Ahh...Liam, I...Liam I’m gonna–” Norman cried out in desperation and arched his back. Every muscle in his body tensed up.
Fuck. Liam thought. Here it comes!
Looking down, he saw Norman’s swollen cock ooze a long string of pre-cum. It dripped down onto Liam’s hairy navel in slow motion. Making a split-second decision, he took over and thrust up into Norman’s hole, pounding hard and fast.
“Ahh, Fuck!” Norman gripped Liam’s shoulders with both hands and let his orgasm consume him. His brow scrunched and tightened as viscous shots of hot, sticky cum pumped their way out of his throbbing cock.
In a succession of rapid spurts, Norman’s load splashed all over Liam’s hairy stomach and chest. His hole clenched and throbbed around Liam’s shaft with each pump. It felt like Norman was holding on for dear life, giving Liam complete control to help him finish.
“C’mon babe! Give me more!” Liam begged between Norman’s frantic moans. He wanted to fuck all of Norman’s load out of him. Down to the very last drop.
Cum continued to shoot out of Norman’s cock like an endless, pumping hose. It pulsed in time with Liam’s thrusts, oozing semen all over Norman’s own shaft and balls.
It was fucking gorgeous.
Liam’s ravenous eyes devoured every blissful moment of Norman’s climax. Every tense movement and explosive expression was like a buffet of sensory satisfaction.
Of all the times Liam had had sex, this was by far the best. Hands down.
His entire life, Liam had only ever been attracted to and had sex with women. But this sexual ecstasy, physically seeing and feeling Norman cry out and cum uncontrollably, was an entirely different flavor. Liam wanted to savor every second of it.
When Norman’s orgasm neared its end, Liam sat up and pressed his torso against Norman’s. The cum all over Liam’s front cemented their bodies together like glue as he kissed Norman deeply. Norman’s shaky hands cupped Liam’s face as he kissed back, returning the affection tenfold. For a moment they sat there together – two lovers quietly kissing in the sticky, wet aftermath of sexual exhilaration.
Suddenly, Liam felt Norman rock back and forth on his cock in an attempt to keep him hard. Liam felt Norman’s hole clench again, gripping and stroking his cock like a tight vacuum.
He chuckled in surprise that Norman could even move through the aftershocks of his orgasm. But the little shit still wanted more.
“Ready for round two, eh?” Liam teased between kisses.
Norman pulled his lips off of Liam’s and leaned in close.
“I want to feel you cum inside me.” He whispered seductively in Liam’s ear.
Liam’s eyes immediately grew wide. A familiar tickle ran up his spine. His balls tightened and he felt his own orgasm coming up fast. He arched his back, thrust up deeper inside Norman, and–
--
“Fuck.” Liam grunted as he came, snapping his thoughts back to actual reality.
White jets of hot spunk shot out the thick, red head of his dick. Frantically chasing the pleasure following the release, Liam stroked himself harder and faster. Closing his eyes while making a deep guttural moan, he rode the orgasm over the edge of bliss.
Liam’s veiny cock pulsed and pumped a generous amount of sticky cum all over his hand and stomach. With each tight stroke of his firm grip, the white, sticky ooze covered his hand and fingers like warm cake frosting.
Liam hadn’t jerked off in days and it felt so fucking good. He usually had good distance with his cum shots, but one of them even shot all the way up to his chin.
He felt his toes go numb and grinned. The numbing feeling traveled up Liam’s calves and thighs all the way up to his balls, but it only ever happened when he came hard enough. The feeling added an intense layer of satisfaction and ecstasy to every tense muscle in Liam’s body.
Slowing the pace of his strokes and relaxing his grip, Liam’s sexual gratification came to its inevitable, euphoric end. His breathing and heart rate returned to their normal, relaxed rhythm. With his balls now empty and his brain scrambled, he sprawled out, spread-eagle, on his bed.
Liam let out a happy sigh. The dopamine rush that followed left him lightheaded and limp, like heap of melted putty. Liam’s sweaty face flushed red with the leftover hues of sexual heat. The stressful thoughts in his head finally quieted down, and he had his sexual fantasy with Norman to thank for that.
If only it had been real. Liam frowned.
He liked jerking off whenever he was stressed, but he really needed to stop using thoughts of Norman to fuel his sexual needs. After all, they weren’t supposed to think of each other like that anymore. Not since they broke off their “friends-with-benefits” thing a few months ago.
Running his dry hand through his ginger hair, Liam groaned and sat up. He reached for the towel he’d placed nearby to clean himself up. After wiping his hairy body dry, he stood his naked ass up to get ready for the day.
Snapping his fingers, Liam’s magic pulled open the dark curtains that held back the sun. The blinding yellow light of the hot summer morning poured into the room, causing him to wince and shield his eyes. Liam pulled on a pair of sweatpants, grabbed a shower towel, and stepped out into the sunlit hall.
“Morning, Liam.” Cora said as she walked by with a steaming cup of coffee. She had her nose in a collection of tattered newsprint. Her electric-blue hair was warped around her head in a nasty, static case of bedhead.
“Mornin!” Liam smiled back as she closed the door to her own room.
He turned and flinched as a burly fist stopped right in front of his abdomen.
“Two for flinching.” Danny chuckled and jabbed Liam’s bicep twice.
Liam laughed, “Damn, you got me.”
He took note of his housemate’s sopping-wet hair and the long towel draped across Danny’s bare shoulders.
“Does this mean the shower’s open?” Liam asked.
“Yep. All yours.” Danny replied on his way past Liam’s room, drying off his hair with his towel as he went.
Danny paused and sniffed the air around them. He locked eyes with Liam and raised a knowing eyebrow.
“What?” Liam asked.
“Somebody horny today?” Danny chuckled.
Liam blushed and scratched his head. Danny’s super-human sense of smell must’ve picked up the scent of spunk coming off his body.
“Fuck you and your vamp nose.” Liam snapped playfully. “Mind ya business.”
Danny laughed and continued on his way. At the end of the hall, Liam noticed Norman enter the bathroom with his toothbrush.
Fuck. He thought. Now he was going to have to share a bathroom with the guy he’d just mastrubated to.
Approaching the bathroom door, Liam paused. Just inside the doorframe, Norman bent over the sink and spat a mouthful of white liquid into the drain.
"Morning Liam." Norman said casually.
"Oh, hey." Liam replied with a cocky grin.
Norman rolled his eyes and rinsed the mint-flavored toothpaste out of his mouth.
"I'm about to shower, wanna join me?" Liam asked seductively. He puffed out his pecs and jabbing a thumb toward the shower door.
Norman's expression immediately became irritated and confused. Not what Liam was hoping for at all.
"Weren't you the one who said we shouldn't hook up anymore because you needed space to figure yourself out?" Norman asked pointedly.
Liam winced.
A million questions raced through Liam's mind as he tried to think of what to say back.
Yeah, but...
I really like sex with you. And things make sense when I'm with you.
Whatever, this is dumb.
I do need space, but I also miss you.
Why does this bother you so much?
I'm not gay. Why does my sexuality have to have labels?
I don't know what to say.
I changed my mind.
Liam’s problem was that he didn’t know if he was straight, bi, gay, or whatever. He knew he needed more time to come to terms with it all. Though he’d been upfront and honest with Norman about it the entire time they hooked up last year, Liam still managed to hurt the only guy he’d ever cared about. And even though Norman had already forgiven him, the pain and regret of it all still lingered like a phantom wound.
Finally some words came to Liam, but they shot out of his mouth before he had time to think.
"Norman...you know I still care about you, right?" He said softly, staring deep into Norman's eyes.
Norman's eyes snapped to Liam in the mirror's reflection. There was a seriousness in his stare that reflected a deep hurt.
“Is this a joke?” Norman asked in frustration. "Whatever game you're playing...it isn't funny."
Damn. Liam thought, slugging himself mentally for his own stupidity. This wasn’t going to be an easy road.
He breathed in and exhaled sadly, "It's not a game. Honest."
Liam slammed a fist to his chest.
"You're still my best friend, and I'll always be here for you!" He beamed loudly, forcing the enthusiasm.
Norman rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, okay." He said over his shoulder as he exited the bathroom. There was heavy doubt in his voice that stung Liam like a shot through the chest.
As he left, Liam's eyes wandered to Norman's ass. He immediately shook his head, chasing the horny thoughts out of his mind.
Lusting after Norman from a distance wasn’t going to change the fact that Liam still had growing up to do. At the very least, Norman deserved someone that wasn’t afraid to hold his hand in public. Liam wasn’t sure he could even manage that.
© James Schleisman January 2020 All Rights Reserved
Comments
Jamie Schleisman
Your in-depth analysis is much appreciated! Thank you so much for taking the time to share this with me. I really appreciate how thoughtful it was ❤️ I hope I didn't make Liam's perspective too sad/depressing though 😅
Jamie Schleisman
More coming right up! 😋 Thank you so much for your feedback
I love reading MM romance written by a gay man. It may be subtle but the style and perspective just appeals to me. I really appreciated the switch in style between Liam’s fantasy/dream sequence and when he snaps out of it back to the real world. For a first foray into this kind of writing- it was so good! More please!
Allan Meyer
Well done. So we know Liam is a paranormal investigator, not a writer, thus his slightly specific medical textbook porn narrative satisfies his need to get off. Which is to say a hot man’s hot fantasy is still enough to raise the temperature in the room - in a voyeur’s exhibitionist’s voyeur context. I love that detail by the way, that Fantasy Liam gets off on someone outside hearing his -their- sex. What is it about a hot man, albeit a deeply conflicted and possibly emotionally stunted hot man, that he knows he’s hot and we still do as well, flaws be damned. When the scene switches to reality thank you for making Liam have some reflection and deserved regret towards Norman. Fantasy Liam wants the world to witness their lovemaking but Real Liam can’t (won’t) hold Norman’s hand in public. Like another commenter said- horny and sad.
