The hotel room was dimly lit, just the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting warm light across the rumpled white sheets and the open suitcase in the corner. Leo and Zach had been dating for a few months now--long enough to fall into each other easily, and comfortably, but not so long that every kiss didn't still feel electric.
They had spent the day wandering around a little artsy town, sharing fries at a diner and laughing at the strange souvenirs in tiny local shops. Now, back in their room, everything felt slower. Quieter. Closer.
Leo was sitting at the edge of the bed, scrolling through photos on his phone when Zach came out of the bathroom, damp hair curling slightly from the steam. He tossed his towel onto the chair and crossed the room with a familiar smirk--one Leo had grown to love.
Without a word, Zach leaned down and kissed him. It started slow, like a question being asked. Leo answered by tugging him closer by the waistband of his sweatpants. Zach climbed into his lap, knees on either side, and the kiss deepened--soft mouths parting, breath catching, that quiet hum in the back of Leo's throat that always drove Zach crazy.
Hands explored--Zach's fingers threaded into Leo's hair, Leo's palms warm against Zach's back under his T-shirt. The kind of touch that said, I know you now. But I also want to know more.
Their kisses grew hungrier, more insistent, laughter breaking through every so often when their noses bumped or someone whispered something teasing. But then the quiet would come again--only their breath and the occasional creak of the mattress breaking the silence. The city outside felt miles away. It was just them, wrapped in this bubble of affection, of heat, of the slow, heady rhythm they found together.
Leo had wanted him from the moment he saw him on campus. He had to admit Zach's voluptuous ass caught his attention like it did every man. He had tried to get him in bed a few times but it never manifested. He was even willing to try a few techniques his roommate Jonathan had suggested but they didn't work. Much to his dismay Jonathan had dated Zach prior to him and slept with him many... many times as he liked to point out. But this moment wasn't about his roommate. It was his time.
With a teasing smile, Zach pulled away just long enough to strip completely, letting his clothes fall carelessly to the floor before settling back into Leo's lap, skin to skin.
He traced the lines of Zach's chest with his eyes--the strong curve of his pecs, the gentle slope of his collarbone, the subtle definition in his stomach that always made Leo's fingers itch to explore. His body was nearly hairless, just a faint dusting on his arms and lower legs, skin unmarred and glowing like warm bronze.
There was something so powerful and quiet about Zach like this--unguarded, utterly himself. Leo reached out without thinking, brushing the back of his fingers across Zach's shoulder, down to the dip of his waist. The skin was warm, impossibly smooth under his touch.
"You're staring," Zach mumbled, eyes still closed but a smile tugging at his lips.
Leo grinned. "Yeah. I am."
He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss just below Zach's collarbone. "You're beautiful," he murmured against his skin, his voice low, reverent.
Leo's eyes fell onto the 8-inch dick pointing his direction. The massive bulbous head seemed to scream his name. The shaft of the massive tool was dark and veiny disappearing into a slightly dense bush at the base. Zach's balls swung slightly below the incredible manhood. Leo knew without a doubt the man was more endowed than him but most guys were. The ones he'd seen in porn anyway but those actors were the best of the best. Their size wasn't common. Of course, there was Jonathan and his seven incher....
Zach's arm curled around him, pulling him close, their bodies fitting together easily. Leo pressed his cheek to Zach's chest, feeling the steady thump of his heartbeat, and just breathed him in.
Leo, still in his jeans, held him like he never wanted to let go. The contrast--Zach's bare body against Leo's half-dressed frame--only made the moment feel sharper, more charged. Their kisses deepened, messy and sweet, breath mingling, hands exploring, the rest of the world shrinking until it was just the two of them and the quiet hum of something real.
Leo ran his hands over the giant globes of Zach's ass as their lips locked. He was shocked the man wasn't completely shaven, but it didn't bother him. The light stumble sent shockwaves through his body. His dick was as stiff as could be trapped under the thick fabric of his briefs and jeans. His fingers trailed down between the muscles of his lover gliding just over his tight hole. Leo bit his lips. He'd never had the chance to top before and this was his first ass.
"Ready to give me that big dick, daddy?" Zach said. Reaching down he ran his hand over his own firm seven inches then released and skimmed the firm chest of the man before him. The bed beneath them creaked.
"Anything for that ass!" Leo laughed then squeezed the two large globes, "Fuck..." Everything about Zach's body was overtaking him. Zach ran his hands down Leo's body following the snail trail of light blonde hair that disappeared beneath the blue fabric restraining the bulge beneath.
Again their lips met, pressing firmly as their tongues found a new home. Zach gripped the edges of Leo's briefs and jeans and quickly pulled them down. Not leaving their embrace he moved his hand over the shaft that sprang to life between them, As his fingers slowly and immediately fell off the tip of the man's dick he softly separated from Leo to see the dick that fell from his hands. Just above the blue fabric of the briefs was a soft pink cut dick that stood perfectly erect.
"Oh..." Zach muttered, Leo moved his hand up the man's back trying to pull him back into the kiss.
