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But since his hand was taken away, he understood Jasper expected him to use something else... So instead he got off the couch and moved between the other's legs, kneeling in worship.

"I need it so bad, Jasper," he confirmed, leaning in closer so he could graze the hard length with his lips once more. "I haven't stopped thinking about you in days. You're driving me crazy."

"Oh, the gods forgive me, but this is one devilish tongue, good friend." He barked out a laugh, letting go of one of his cheeks so he could use that hand to grab his hardening cock, pumping it with small movements of his wrists as his new friend continued to lick him right there in his private spot.

"I have-- I'm not- I'm not a stranger to the male body," he confirmed, gently rubbing the man's inner thighs in appreciation of his incredible physique. Even when the artificer had a very clear need, he took the time to touch Paddy properly, as a stud like him deserved to be worshipped.

He looked into those eyes, so kind and reassuring that he nodded “Well… if you’re here, I shouldn’t be scared at all then” he said, taking a deep breath and just moving himself a little closer so they were right beside each other. He felt his shoulder pressing right against the other man, blushing a little and thankful for the low light keeping it hidden. He downed a mouthful of his wine, not sure if it was to help him be calm or give him courage but either way it was definitely needed.

Sure enough, another crash of lightning filled the room and Simon didn’t jump too high that time, He chuckled a little looking to Clyde “Huh… you’re right, that helped” he said with a smile as he looked into those eyes “Though… I don’t think it was the wine that was doing most of the helping” he admitted, his eyes locking on Clyde’s for a moment before he leaned in to kiss the man, partiaully brought on by the little hit of courage and partially just by a sense of comfort with the other man.

And sure, they were strangers. But when had Clyde been afraid of giving himself up to a stranger?

The kiss happened and Clyde didn't fight it at all. In fact, he was about ready to welcome it when Simon pulled away. Of course he undnerstood the hesitation, he felt some of that himself, but what else were they supposed to do in a house with no power and a storm that kept them locked in? Why not indulge this?

“Told you my class could be a lot of fun” he joked, grinning as he pushed his pants down with the younger man’s help. He slipped out of them, spreading his legs pointedly to make sure there was room there for the younger hunk. “You do well today and maybe I’ll let you take this little makeup lesson more often… you seem to already be enjoying yourself”

"Fuck, sir--- It should be illegal being so hot," he murmured, unable to stop himself from looking up at his professor in utter admiration and worship, his hands already caressing his thighs just to add a little bit more stimulation.

But when Harry demanded more, all he did was open his mouth and start sucking slow but deep, going down on that beautiful cock with zero rush, but hundreds in determination. He'd take it all, he'd please this man even if it was the death of him.

“Love this… love it so hard and deep…. Oh god love when you fucking rail my little hole” he moaned out, looking back with his eyes full of lust “Love when my big strong man’s big fat cock fucking ruins me… oh god, you’re so big Clyde… so thick… oh fuck!” he was almost sobbing with overwhelming pleasure, his thick muscular body as firm and well defined as could be with every single thrust inside him.

And since he was a very obedient man, he started fucking Marc harder and harder in response to the boy's wishes. He couldn't stop, not even if he wanted to.

"You want that? You w-want me to breed you?" he asked with a broken voice, his hands still firm on the redhead's hips but leaning over just a little, to press his chest against Marc's back just so he could continue talking in a whisper right against the boy's ear. "Because I'm close-- F-fuck, I'm so close, Marc... But I won't.. I won't cum until you do- c'mon... I need you exploding here in my car."

“Damn right it is… sure it’s probably bigger than a lott of cocks you’re used to” he stated in the most casual tone possible his large cock just a face like any other as far as Harry was concerned. He couldn’t take his eyes off Clyde’s face, enjoying the young man’s reactions to him.

His hand moved a little to the back of Clyde’s head, just resting there while the young man’s hand wrapped around his cock and kissed at the tip. He licked his lips slowly and sensually, just taking in the sight “Just take it slow… schools out, I’ve got no appointments, no one’s coming by” he promised in a low wicked voice “...you’ve got a lot of work to make up for, I wanna see you working on this as much as you can”

"N-no, professor. You're not my first, but-" he thought aloud, his lips still close enough to the other's cock that every word was a graze against the hard tip. "--But you're definitely the biggest. My ex had... maybe 8 inches. But this? This is... fuck, this is art, sir..."

He was mesmerized, and he had no chill left. He knelt properly, making himself as comfortable as he could and he took a proper hold of that big cock, leading it to his mouth so he could start actually sucking it. His tongue danced around it slowly, teasingly. Harry said there was no rush, so he would take his time.

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Sometimes there were students that Harry knew he had to get creative with, students who were smart but not willing to really do what they needed to to get their grades. Clyde was almost the textbook case of someone who he knew could do better and he wanted to test out that theory which was how he ended up getting the young man in his office and making him an offer to improve his grades so he’d be able to stay in Harry’s class so the older man could work on him. That was how they ended up here, with Harry sitting against his table with his pants unbuttoned looking down to the pure face of Clyde just at his crotch height.

Mostly terrified, because one look at that massive cock and he knew one hook up was not going to be enough. He needed to knock it out of the park.

"It's... F-fuck, sir. It's huge," he murmured in awe, but the sudden invasion of his personal space by that monster ensure that his lips grazed the tip of his professor's cock as he spoke... And damn if that wasn't a tasty cock.

Clyde reached out, taking Harry's cock by the base, and started kissing at the tip slowly, lazily. The office was clear, the door was locked and he was in no rush. If this was the only time he could taste an actual man, he would sure as hell enjoy it.

“That ass that’s all yours?” He teased, shaking his cheeks a little before he felt Clyde grabbing them. He moaned against the window feeling the licking over his hole and the kiss moving up his body, his breath heating up the glass and making it fog up in a matter of moments while he felt the gorgeous hunk kissing up his back until that big cock was back where it belonged, against his hole. He whimpered feeling it pushing in, filling him up “OH FUCK YES!” he panted, his eyes wide jsut feleing stretched to his limit.

"F-for reals?All mine?" he groaned against the redhead's lips, finding a way to kiss him in that position, even when he was already balls deep inside his ass.

But his lover's demand couldn't be denied, so Clyde got to work. He pulled back from the kiss to grab the other's hips firmly, and just like he knew Marc loved it, pushed his hard cock all the way in again and again, fucking him much harder than in the previous position and biting his own lips not to grow too loud with his own moaning. After all, he was loving every second of it and Marc's tight hole was a dream come true.

That finger circled his pucker and he groaned a bit louder, leaning forward a bit more so that his belly and a bit of his hairy chest were touching the wet stone of the floor. He pushed back a bit, not only his hips, but his hole too, trying to open it up and show off to that delicious attention. A small gap opening, with Paddy being an easy mark when it came to finding partners as he went on with his travels.

"I h-have, sir," he murmured in need, answering the other's question. Clyde wasn't a stranger to indulging in perversion with other men, nor was he too much of a coward to follow his new lover's hints.

He squatted in the water, getting in the right position to rub his face against the other's ass, to feel him all over for a small moment as if this truly was some work of the divine, or a once-in-a-life-time opportunity for a simple artificer like he was.

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He sipped his drink just as another crash of thuder and lightning lit up the room, the flickering of the light over Clyde’s face was impossibly distracting because it really made all his best features stand out. When those eyes met his, he blushed without even thinking about it. Everything about Clyde was just so charming, he was really one of the sweetest men that Simon had ever met and it was just hard not to have a deep intense feeling in his gut when he was looking into those eyes.

“Clyde, sweetie, I saw you lift my air conditioner like it was nothing and that thing took 2 men to install… also I happen to have seen you in a soaking wet white shirt about an hour ago, strong and hunky is an understatement, you don’t have to be so adorably modest” it all felt very matter of fact to Simon, just stating what he thought was the most obvious thing in the world. 

"I mean... I've never really met anyone else who has truck driver hook up stories, so I don't know... I always thought it was some sort of porn fantasy," he thought aloud, looking away with a hint of shyness in his eyes. He was now realizing just how his confessions sounded. "But I guess--- I m-mean, I don't fuck every truck driver that stops by. Just-- Just Kenan and Brian. And they both have wives so we're back at our initial problem, right?"

Because the problem was that they both were still single, not getting any younger, and apparently both craving connection. Was this something he should pursue?

He didn't know, but the second Simon jumped in fear of thunder, Clyde reached out in the darkness and placed his hand on the other's thigh. A test, sure. But he just wanted to offer some comfort... And whatever else Simon wanted to take.

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A growl came out involuntarily feeling Clyde’s strong calloused hand stroking his cock, his thick length throbbing hard under that wickedly talented touch. He gripped hard onto Clyde’s biceps, whimpering and moaning every single time he pushed all the way down on that powerful length that filled him just right. 

“How I like it huh? You wicked stud, I like it every way I can get it with you” he whispered in a low teasing tone, going in to kiss the man passionately “But you know me, I can’t resist letting you really fucking ruin me”

If it was love, it felt a lot closer to addiction. And Clyde had no intention of quitting.

"Fuck-- Fuck, Marc," Clyde moaned shamelessly when the younger man finally got up, hungry eyes studying every curve of his body as he moved to the backseat. "You have no--- you have no business being so hot. God, damn it."

He rushed to make room in the backseat, pulling the driver's seat back into its original position and rushing out of the car as well. He heard someone honking, perhaps passerbys who saw them, but he was so focused on his lover that he didn't register the fact that he also got off the car dead naked and rushed into the backseat in need.

"Jesus Christ, that ass..." he groaned, closing the door behind him and wasting not a single second before he reached out to spread the redhead's cheeks. Before he knew it, he was licking the hole in appreciation. Wet kisses climbing up all of Marc's back until he had finally aligned himself perfectly against the tight hole. In one single thrust, Clyde shoved his hard cock all the way back in, the position being perfect to moan in the boy's ear.

Sometimes you have to start a fire to put it out. You have to create a situation to be the hero, to be the best version of yourself. Success is not an accident. You have to fucking get after it.