Apartment 44, The Parguise Apartment Complex, Southport, New Jersey.....
Oliver Lorenz had been stirred from his slumber following the continued knocking at his front door. He had not been in the least a fan of having his sleep broken nor being awakened in the wee hours of the morning. The coolness from the morning chill greeted the half-naked handsome thin man as he grumbled about rudeness and decency before he opened the door to find a naked, sweat-slick, and rattled Ron Hemming standing on the other side. The sight of his panicked lover had moved Oliver to compassion as he immediately took Ron by the hand and pulled him inside. The moment the door was closed, Ron grabbed him and lifted him off the ground without a word as he crushed his lips into those of the handsome thin man's and carried him with his house robe dangling open toward the bedroom. Oliver clung to the larger muscle-toned man who had gripped his backside freely as he moved him toward the bed they'd shared on many an occasion.
Oliver let out a whimper as he found himself pressed against the mattress still warm from when he'd been lying on it before being awoken. Ron said nothing as he kissed and licked at the flesh of Oliver's neck causing the thinner man to moan at the sensation of his flesh being kissed like only Ron had ever managed. Ron ripped the white boxer briefs Oliver had on to shreds and pulled the handsome thin man close via his powerful sweat-slick and muscle-ripped arms as he positioned the smaller man just above his already aroused and heavily leaking cock. The handsome thin man moaned louder feeling the slick intrusion bury itself into him as he sat on the handsome larger man's lap giving in to the pump of the brute's hips as he filled his tightness over and over again while gripping his well-toned arse in the process.
A low growl erupted from Ron's throat as he kissed and licked Oliver's flesh lifting and pushing the smaller man as his body loosened and took him in further with effort. Ron's eyes began to glow an eerie yellow as he indulged his need for the man who had been his colleague and indulgent lover ever since his former flame Talia had run off and married another man. Oliver continued to moan feeling Ron's cock fill him and press ever so expertly against the well-noted invisible button that was nestled deep inside of him.
Oliver moaned as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he clung to his brute of a lover feeling him delve deeper and deeper inside of him and the rapidly building pleasure that made his own exposed and highly aroused cock pulse as it jolted between them in the wake of Ron's movements spraying ever so slightly more and more of the sticky white release that often accompanied Oliver feeling Ron's enormous battering cock against the button inside of him.
He had not known what brought Ron to his place, as naked and ready to have his way with him but he was glad of it as his moans became all the more frequent and he continued to cling to the brutish male model as their bodies pumped in frantic need as Oliver threw back his head and his release was ripped through him coating the both of their bellies as Ron continued to pump his unimpeded cock inside the smaller man.
Rons' mind had returned to the visions of the bloodied and broken corpse of the streetwalker he'd torn to shreds and the visions of Charlotte Freedman who had possibly been carrying the child he had secretly wanted for much of his life. She'd been a good deal away from the prying eyes of the Moonlight Counsel, but he still had his father to contend with. The Night Watcher was well versed in a good manner of things and the very inkling that Ron had sired the soon-to-be-born babe that resided within the mortal woman's womb then he'd have little to no choice in ending both her and the child's life.
Despite all this, Ron had considered that Charlotte was impregnated via the now-dead Wolf Hunter and that regardless of the truth he would raise the babe as his own as Marcellus had done for him seeing as the potential father had been slain via the thin blood servants of the vile blood sucking Vampirians.
Once more Ron's attention shifted from his weary thoughts to the sensation of warmth strangling his throbbing cock and the moans coming from the lips of the handsome thin Oliver Lorenz. In the wake of their unceremonious act, Ron noted how Oliver's ironically olive oil-colored skin seemed to glisten amid the sweat they'd worked up and how it was in stark contrast to his own darkly tanned flesh that had given him something of an orange-toned tint as he continued to grip the now whimpering smaller man via his waist and exposed arse.
As far as his track record for bedding members of the same sex, Ron was partial to Oliver loving the feel of his arse on his cock and the way his moans seemed to egg him on and truly highlight the more pleasurable aspects of their various exchanges. In truth, as with Talia before him, Ron couldn't seem to get enough of his tight body nor the kindness and care he showed him no matter the hour of his need. He had treated the handsome mortal male with disregard aside from impaling him for his pleasure's sake, but he had found that despite his bitterness and annoyance at the thought, he'd been quite fond of Oliver.
Oliver simply couldn't help himself as he moaned like a wanton whore in the wake of Ron's thrusts feeling his release become more rapid as more of his seed sprayed them as the intense pounding inside him commenced. He could hardly catch his breath as his lover saw fit to batter his insides just the way he liked them pulsing and free as they gave in to their mutual lust for one another and the heat of the moment only seemed to intensify.
Never before had Oliver Lorenz wished to be held while he rode the cock of another man, his dalliances with the same sex were often him indulging his cock as much as it had been when he'd taken many a woman to bed due to his budding modeling career. Ron's was the only male-attached cock he'd ever ridden and certainly the largest he'd ever seen. None of his curious fumblings with sex toys nor his dabbling via his fingers had ever come close to igniting the inflamed passion in him as Ron's deep-rooted cock had as it continued to pump rapidly into him splitting him in two and beating against the hidden button inside that made the normally calm cool and poised male model come undone.
Oliver sometimes imagined that Ron Hemming was capable of a great deal of things, especially where his sexual appetites had been concerned. It was clear that Ron had a good deal of experience and had his fair share of partners throughout his life. Oliver wondered if he'd been as addicted when shoving his wonderfully large cock into them as he'd been to him. His mind continued to wonder if he'd made woman howl in the wake of his brutish thrusts despite being such an arse in terms of his treatment and fickle temperament when it came to them as he'd been to him.
Oliver let out a gasp when Ron roughly pinned him to the bed and began hammering inside him at an increasingly rapid pace causing the handsome thin man's cock to jolt and slap against their bellies respectively as more and more of his hot thick white seed sprayed them again and again. He had not been entirely jesting when he told the overzealous brute that he'd fallen in love with him. Well, he and the enormous cock that battered his insides every chance Ron had gotten when they found themselves alone and in need.
The thin handsome man wondered if Ron was fast becoming as addicted to their lustful union as he'd been while he stroked the course facial hair of the man who had come to mean quite a good deal to him in the past few weeks of their association. Oliver stared up at Ron his body jolting along the mattress as the brutish man towered above him, his powerful arms on each side of the smaller man's body as he continued to thrust forward pumping his hips at a frequently maddening pace.
Both men were slick with sweat as their long-winded act continued their bodies given to the addiction that was sheer pleasure in the wake of the brutish man's arrival. The first lights of dawn had been up over the horizon but that had not deterred Ron as his pounding of Oliver's innards commenced even as the sheet began to unravel from the mattress and the pillows were cast unceremoniously to the floor as Ron growled and grunted pumping all the faster in the wake of yet another release from Oliver who moaned and whimpered as his lover continued to have at him while the sun's rays burst through the drape that filled the bedroom.
The well-toned muscular body of Ron Hemming flexed as the tension began to mount and he felt the throbbing increase in his cock tenfold which signaled what he had long desired as the hours passed since he'd first come to Oliver Lorenz's apartment complex.
Ron pumped forward harder and harder as his back arched and his muscles flexed. Oliver panted and moaned feeling the intensity of the pressure from his lover's battering cock push him over the edge one last time before he felt the onset of the thick warmth that filled his body as the rapid bursts of Ron's cock coated him.
"FUCK!" growled Ron losing himself for a bit as his cock continued to burst forth via his release filling Oliver quickly as it began to leak out onto the mattress that surrounded them.
The brute had been expended at that moment collapsing against his will onto the rapidly rising and falling chest of his colleague and lover who had gasped for breath and waited out the pulsing of the larger man's cock as he found himself exhausted as well. There in the newness of the new day, Oliver Lorenz gently ran his finger through the sweat-slick dark brown locks of his now slumbering brute of a lover as his sizeable cock remained inside him pulsing and still spurting the remainder of his most recent measure of release.
Oliver Lorenz lay there in bed feeling the welcome weight of his lover's body against his own. He had come to the conclusion that he was indeed falling for the wondering arse and he had not cared whom he bedded when he had not been with him, but as far as he was concerned Ron Hemming had been more his than anyone else's no matter what the brutish man had to say about it.