Tangled Sheets by Michael T. Ford Page A

to see what he will do when Luis’s mouth is on them. Luis moves his mouth across Ray’s chest and finds one of his tender buds. As his lips close over it, he bites softly, and Ray cries out. Luis pulls away, but I order him back. “Keep sucking.”
    Obediently, he renews his work, his tongue licking at Ray’s chest. Ray writhes beneath him as Luis’s mouth beats at his sore tit, and Luis responds by sucking harder, working the other nipple with his fingers until Ray is almost crying. As he grows more confident, he strays from the nipple, moving his mouth into the hollow at Ray’s throat and then, as Ray lifts his arm, into the patch of dark hair he finds hidden there. Ray has momentarily forgotten their rivalry and runs his hand along Luis’s back, gripping the firm flesh of his ass tightly. After a few minutes, he puts his hands on Luis’s shoulders and urges him down to his cock.
    Luis is kneeling between Ray’s legs, looking down at his dick. He leans forward and awkwardly takes the head of Ray’s prick into his mouth. Not knowing what to do with his hands, he puts them on Ray’s knees. He looks like he is drinking at a fountain.
    â€œLick the shaft,” I encourage him.
    He runs his tongue down the length of Ray’s long cock, stopping at the balls and then moving back up, holding Ray’s dick in his hand as he tastes it. Ray takes over and pushes Luis’s head down onto his crank, sinking several inches into the young man’s throat. Luis gasps and tries to pull away, but Ray holds him by the neck until he discovers that if he stops struggling he will be able to breathe even with the flesh in his mouth. He begins to move up and down Ray’s cock, sucking hungrily at it as he discovers his rhythm.
    I can tell by the look on Ray’s face that Luis is doing well. He has his eyes closed, and as Luis works his mouth over the stiff prick, Ray’s mouth twists in lines of pleasure. He puts his hands in Luis’s black hair and urges him to move faster. Before long, the entire length of Ray’s cock is disappearing between the eager lips.
    I watch Luis’s back as he sucks Ray’s prick, the way the muscles bunch and relax, the way his ass rests on his heels as he rocks slightly back and forth. His cock is still hard. It slaps against the bed as he moves, and I imagine that the rasping of the sheets against his foreskin must be agonizing. It is probably his first time sucking another man’s cock, and watching him discover the power of it arouses me. I think once more about sticking my dick into his hole and squeeze my balls tightly. My cock is hard, but I don’t touch it. I like to feel the pressure building inside, wrapping its strong fingers around my prick and gripping it tighter and tighter.
    Luis is fumbling with the leather strap that encircles Ray’s balls. Although I have not told him to do this, I am pleased by his initiative, and don’t stop him. When it is off, he stops sucking Ray’s cock and looks at it. “Put it on,” I tell him.
    He wraps the strap around his fat balls and snaps it in place. Immediately, his prick fills with blood and swells even larger. He strokes his dick and shudders at the increased sensation of his fingers on his skin.
    â€œUse the dildo,” I command. He puts his hand on the base protruding from Ray’s hole and pulls on it, sliding it a few inches out. Then he pushes it back in, fucking Ray’s ass slowly. He positions himself so that his knees are on either side of Ray’s neck, his head between Ray’s legs and his engorged tool sliding over Ray’s face. As he moves the dildo in and out, Ray sucks on his cockhead, until they are moving in time with one another, the dildo entering Ray’s hole as Luis’s cock pulls out of his throat.
    As I watch them, I am amazed at how naturally the inclination toward pleasure comes. Luis seems to instinctively know