Roy & Drake

3.

Roy loved dancing, even in straight clubs with his two best friends. He liked those clubs better than gay clubs, as he didn’t want to pick up someone anyway. That evening, he was very glad he didn’t have to fight off strangers. Women were easily ignored, and some girls in the club were happy to dance with a guy who wasn’t interested in them for sex. He actually had a good time, even with his mind wandering off to Drake every now and then, and they stayed until the club closed.

Tired and a little drunk, the three went back to the hotel. Sander and Kevin didn’t pick up a girl for the night, because they were with Roy. Roy almost felt guilty, knowing he would have sex later, and his friends would sleep alone in bed.

They went into their separate rooms, saying goodnight. Roy didn’t undress, and he didn’t take a shower. He picked up his bathrobe and toothbrush, and quickly walked into the hall to Drake’s room. He knocked three times. The door opened right after his final knock.

Drake was naked. He locked the door, and instantly pulled Roy up for a warm kiss. “Did you have a good time?”

“Yes,” Roy nodded. “It was fun. But next time I want to go out with you, and work you up on the dance floor.”

“Deal. Mm... You’re sweaty.” Drake sniffed deeply at the side of Roy’s neck, moaning contently. “You didn’t shower yet...”

“Nope. I’m too lazy. I think you should wash me in your bath. Since you want to eat my ass, you should clean it yourself, don’t you think?” Roy was bolder by the alcohol. He felt sexy and hot, being dressed up while Drake was naked. He admired the man with lustful eyes and eager hands, looking at every detail as he fondled him. The nipples grew hard under his fingers. He tugged firmly at them, and licked his lips. “Join me in bath, sexy bear... I want to lick you all over.”

Drake immediately walked to his bathroom, and opened the taps. Roy undressed as he followed, dropping his clothes everywhere. He stepped into the bath before it was full, leaning back with a pleased groan. Drake joined him. He stared at him with wide, almost disbelieving eyes, and touched his smooth, pale legs. “How can such a cute young man like you, like fat, hairy men like me?” he asked quietly. His hands slid down the inside of Roy’s thighs, spreading them.

“Bears are yammie,” Roy said with a smile. “I love your soft belly, your hairy tits and large nipples, your awesome muscles and your delicious fat cock. Mmm.” He squirmed as Drake pushed a soapy hand between his legs. “I want your thick fingers deep inside... Like that,” he added with a pleased sigh. “Yes... Deeper!”

Drake fingered him slowly, using soft soap. “Go on,” he croaked. “Tell me what you like, sexy. I’ll do anything for you.”

“Ah... Almost, Drakey... Just a bit... Yes! Right there!” Roy groaned, feeling dizzy as Drake found his sweet spot. The man massaged it, and he bent his head back in pleasure. “I want to be with you,” Roy groaned with his eyes closed. “I want to feel you, touch you, I want you inside of me! Fuck me, man!”

Drake breathed heavily, staring at the horny, drunk display. “Sit on me,” he said with difficulty. “I’ll eat you out later. Sit on my cock, Roy, and please yourself. Right now!”

With a happy squeak, Roy scrambled on his knees in the warm water. He climbed on Drake’s lap, like he had done in the tub the first night. This time, he wasn’t about to be pushed away again. Hot and willing as he was, the big, bare cock entered him without difficulty. His soaped-up ass sucked vacuum around the shaft, making it impossible to move for a moment. He tried to control his breathing as he stared at the man in front of him. Reaching up, he caressed the heated face and broad neck. His hands slid down to the man’s chest, and he dug his fingers in the dark curls. “Drake,” he sighed, almost deliriously. “I love you, man...”

Drake didn’t reply. He wrapped his strong arms around him, and pulled him up slowly, looking deeply in his eyes. He moved his hips up as he pushed Roy down. The water sloshed over the edge of the bath as he picked up a firm pace. His eyes fluttered close, and he leaned forward to suck hard at the side of Roy’s neck.

Roy held his balance on Drake’s shoulders, raking the skin with his nails. He made pleased, breathless noises as he rode him harder and faster, rubbing his cock against the man’s belly as he moved. This was exactly like in his fantasies. “Drake! Yes! Goddammit, yes!”

Somehow, Drake managed to close the taps without missing a thrust. He leaned back, digging his fingers hard into the slender hips to push him down as he slammed up, fucking him forcefully. “I’m going to fill you, beautiful,” he warned with a grunt. “For real...”

“Do it!” Roy cried out. He fell forward, slipping his arms around Drake’s neck, and kissed him deeply. His ass burned deliciously, and something made it burn even more. He gnawed Drake’s tongue as he realized he was feeling precome. “Fill me,” he breathed against the man’s lips. “Please, Drake...”

Drake pulled him tight, driving the air out of his lungs. He bit him hard at the side of his neck, which was already bruised by his sucking, and he stiffened. His cock pulsed and throbbed, pumping out his release, spurting it deeply in Roy’s rectum.

It burned amazingly good. Roy cried out again, because of the pleasure, the pain of the bite, and the realization he was feeling Drake’s cum in his body. It was almost too much. It brought tears in his eyes, and he pressed his face against the man’s neck to hide them. He trembled feverishly, unable to move.

Drake didn’t draw back, but he stopped fucking him. Keeping him close for a long time, he kissed Roy’s cheek and neck, mumbling sweet words until the trembling stopped. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” Roy answered, muffled against Drake’s neck. “I didn’t come,” he added.

“I’ll take care of that in a moment,” Drake promised softly. “There’s no rush, is there?”

“No.” As Roy moved, he felt the softening cock inside, and it felt wet. He pushed up a bit, to look at his bear. “I meant it,” he mumbled.

“I know,” Drake smiled, winking. “I hope it will stay, that feeling. Even after our vacation.” He kissed him, tenderly, and slipped out as he pushed Roy backwards. “Come to bed with me. I want to cuddle you.”

Still wet, Roy stumbled to the bed. His knees were wobbly as he walked, and he fell down with a pleased grunt. As Drake crawled next to him, he rolled against him, slowly caressing the wet, soft skin. “Do you love me too, Drake?”

The man looked at him, and combed his hair with his fingers. “At this moment, Roy, I love you more than I ever loved anyone. I want to enjoy that feeling, and I hope to keep it forever. Time will tell, hm? I’m your teddy bear for as long as you want me, and I’m here with you. Enjoy every moment you’ve got with me, baby.”

Roy kissed him, pleased with the words. He wanted to crawl on top of him again, but Drake pushed him on his back. He spread his legs as Drake touched them, and rolled up his hips. He felt a pillow under his butt. He was lying completely exposed, willing, and almost helplessly. Drake leaned down, and kissed his ass. “I’m all wet inside,” Roy mumbled, feeling a little awkward.

“I know. I can see your cream pie, beautiful. I filled you up good...” Drake licked him with a few slow laps, and moaned contentedly. “Just relax, sweetheart. I’m sure you will like this.”

Roy arched off the mattress as the tongue slid inside. “Oh! Wow...” His awkward feeling quickly changed into delight as Drake sucked and licked him with evident pleasure. He grabbed the short, dark hair between his fingers, and moved up and down to increase the friction in and against his ass. He sighed with a tremble as he heated up. “Drake... You’re amazing...”

The bear seemed tireless. He licked the puckered muscle, and raked his teeth over the tender skin. He made him wet rather than clean, and eventually moved higher up to give Roy’s testicles the same treatment. He could suck both balls in his mouth at the same time, until they pulled back. With pleased grunts and moans, he lapped his tongue along Roy’s erection, up to the wet tip.

“Gods...” Roy gasped delightedly as Drake sucked him in his throat. The man groaned, sending a delicious vibe through his entire cock. It was enough to drag him over the edge. Roy came with loud cries, bucking his hips, driving his spurting cock into Drake’s throat without caution. He drained his balls, but he didn’t allow Drake to pull his head away. With his fingers still harshly gripping the short hair, he forced him down on him. “Do it again!”

Drake kept sucking him. Roy was still hard, and his ass wet and relaxed enough to allow two fingers deep inside. The gripping hands finally let go of his hair as he pushed up against the swollen prostate. Able to move away again, Drake drew back, grabbed the lube, and greased himself. He fell on his hands and knees, slightly panting. “You’ll walk funny tomorrow,” he promised, putting his cock in position. He slowly pressed inside.

Roy wrapped his arms and legs around him, pushing up to meet the slick cock as he kissed him. He didn’t care if he wouldn’t be able to sit for a week, as long as Drake would fuck him. One hand dug into the hair, the other grabbed his strong neck, and he moved with Drake’s hips to speed up the pace. He loved that weight on top of him. He loved the ticking body hair, and the soft stomach pressing against him. The arms were so strong around him, and the hips so broad, forcing him to spread his legs wide and to receive every inch of that gorgeous, leaking cock.

Drake grunted and sniffed like a bull as he slammed between Roy’s willing spread legs. The wet rectum sucked him, and they could hear it. Breathlessly, Drake broke the kiss, licking his lips as he looked down on Roy. They were both perspiring heavily, Drake a bit more because of his built. Roy licked his cheek, keeping his eyes closed. “How do you want me?” Drake panted, blinking sweat from his eyelids. “Inside again? Or on your lips, baby?”

“Lips... Let me taste you...” Roy allowed the man to push up, and sighed as the hot cock slid out of his abused ass. He opened his mouth as Drake crawled up. The man jerked off in front of his face, aiming at his lips.

“Taste me,” he hissed. “Oh, yes!”

Roy caught most of the squirts on his tongue, and he moaned as he licked his lips. He wanted nothing more than to suck him in his mouth, but Drake didn’t push between his lips.

“Not yet. Gotta clean it up first,” Drake said. He rolled on his back. “Make yourself happy on my belly, beautiful...”

Roy instantly climbed on top of him, and masturbated as he slid his ass all over the hairy softness. He bruised the skin with the fingers of his free hand as he pinched him, feeling the muscles under the layer of fat. “Ah! You’re my man, Drake! Fuck yeah!” Groaning, he released himself, keeping his eyes firmly shut. His load landed everywhere, but he couldn’t give a damn. Completely spent, he fell down on Drake. They stuck together with sweat and sperm as they kissed.

“You’ll kill me before this vacation is over,” Drake muttered against his lips.

“I didn’t hear you protesting,” Roy smiled tiredly. “Damn... That was awesome.”

“Want to take a shower?”

Roy was certain he answered him, but he had no idea if he had said yes or no. He fell asleep between Drake’s loving arms, and didn’t wake up until late in the morning.