30-year-old BOYS

Epilogue - Grinding

Epilogue – Grinding

Special End Song – Anthem, composed and produced by Nathan Wang

So this is what a 30-year-old virgin tastes like.

~ Huang “Hung” Lau

It took a couple days of sleep overs, cuddling, French kissing, and intense spooning with no penetration for Daniel to feel comfortable with actual physical contact. The first night was the most nerve-wracking for Daniel because he found himself torn between the desire of touching Huang, and not touching Huang.

Daniel would rub his backside against Lau’s stiffening erection and it was torture for Huang because he tried his best not to make a move, respecting Daniel’s boundaries until those boundaries can finally be crossed.

Lau practically leaked into Daniel’s warm and supple rear during those first two nights because Daniel played with Huang’s hard member, sandwiching the throbbing erection and stroking it between the globes of his backside.

Now it is day three, and Lau is spooning Daniel yet again, making Huang leak with frustration as he curbs his compulsive desire to take Daniel without permission, “Daniel,” Huang murmurs into Daniel’s nape, their naked bodies flushed together and building heat, “This the third night, baby. When will you be ready?” Lau is trying his damn hardest to mask his frustration as Daniel writhes the length of his erection, squeezing it between the grip of his supple and firm backside, “Daniel, if you won’t let me in, I need to sleep elsewhere tonight. I won’t last another night with my dik between your asss, please.”

“Don’t go. I, I…I think I’m ready.”

“What’s that?” Huang asks, disbelieving, “Really Daniel?” he hugs Daniel much harder, leaving open-mouthed kisses down Daniel’s back which makes Daniel shiver with hardening delight.

Daniel can feel his arousal harden and lift slowly between his shaky legs as Lau turns his body around, “I’ll be gentle. Don’t worry baby. I’ll take it slow. I can’t promise that it won’t hurt but I’ll do my best to make it less painful.”

There is a desperate form of need in the way Huang ravishes Daniel. Lau’s face dips between Daniel’s legs and in a moment Daniel finds himself panting wantonly as the feeling of warmth envelops him. He mewls and cries his satisfaction as Huang works him up and down, pulling his erection to harden even more between the tight lips of his mouth; dragging, pulling, sucking which makes Daniel cry in crude ecstasy.

There is little control to Daniel, and he is unaware of the steady leak that is pulsing from his tip. Huang squeezes the seeping fluid between his grip which makes Daniel moan in frustrated need.

“Oh God, Daniel, you look so hot right now,” Huang has nothing but admiration for his 30-year-old virgin, whose body is ripening like a fruit and about ready to be tasted. And Lau knows that the feeling of being inside Daniel will taste just as sweet, “Daniel, I’m about to go in,” he whispers and uncaps a bottle of lubricant.

Daniel can feel the insides of his thighs getting warmer as Huang performs amazing things with his tongue and hands, groping and stroking his length while massaging the tight heat of his back entrance which is puckered red with resistance, “Oh God, Daniel, you’re so tight,” Huang squeezes a finger in which makes Daniel yelp, his hands fisting Huang’s hair blindly as he squeezes his eyes to the penetrating force.

Steady throbbing pulses crawl all over Daniel’s body as Huang invades him deeper, scissoring and loosening him up to ready him for penetration. Both their hearts are slamming with nervous excitement, knowing that they’re about to connect in a way they haven’t felt before, “Huang…” Daniel is panting wantonly, “Please, please be gentle,” his weak body is not as strong as his lustful desire, and it becomes weaker when Huang pushes his plump head inside, making Daniel buck in pain to the kind of searing pleasure he isn’t expecting, a form of pleasure that makes him want to suck Lau all the way inside him.

Huang grinds his teeth, not knowing if he can go all the way in because Daniel’s tight heat is proving its resistance. Lau swallowed hard, his right hand clasping Daniel’s knee and his left hand guiding his tip into the swollen orifice. A strained gasp escapes Daniel as Huang sinks half his length. Pleasure spikes hot and sharp through Daniel’s body and he finds himself pushing down for Huang to sink all the way in. Lau obliges and grips his tool to plunge to the hilt, sheathing his hard member inside Daniel’s clenching warmth, “Oh Daniel, oh my God, ohh…”

Their rhythm is slow at first, but slowly their hips begin to collide, not wasting movement as they meet each other thrust for thrust, making their deep connection known to one another as they move without respite, building into a haze of moans, whimpers, and sobs.

Everything exploded into mind-numbing pleasure when Huang started thumbing circles around Daniel’s erect n*****s, intensifying his lover’s pleasure, causing Daniel to contort his body in different ways as he feels himself build inside, hard and fast, threatening to burst.

“Daniel, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t last, I can’t last,” Huang groans, and he pulls Daniel on top of him and they are both lost as their bodies move in ways that make them gasp for air, fist the sheets, and grab each other’s bodies. And in a moment of quivering control they break, both of them coming hard as they stretch their orgasms to the very tip, squeezing it all out.

Daniel collapses onto Huang, sweaty and satisfied and feeling the spirits of restraint release from his body from all those years of controlling and curbing his pent-up s****l frustration. But no longer does Daniel need to hold back. Not now, not ever, knowing that making love is such a satiating form of rapture. And Daniel knows he wants it just as much as Huang, over and over.

They kiss in the most passionate of ways, crying their love into each other’s mouths as they drift into a satisfied slumber, understanding how much love there is in a 30-year-old coitus.

The next morning, the two lovebirds wake to warm light spilling through the wide-open space of Daniel’s luxe apartment. Huang pulls Daniel flush into his body, murmuring how dirty Daniel was for giving him a blowjob at four in the morning. They gaze lovingly into each other’s eyes, memorizing each other’s faces, trailing kisses into each other’s foreheads going down to their lips, resting and embracing each other, not wanting to separate because it just feels right.

“So this is what a 30-year-old virgin tastes like,” Huang jokes and he is rewarded by a playful slap from Daniel who can’t help but giggle at the crude joke, “I love you Daniel Cheng,” Lau pulls Daniel even closer, tighter, “I love you with all my heart. I wanna make love to you every day and every night if you will allow me. I wanna do oral with you, bareback you, s*x you in cuffs, love you on a s*x swing, any which way. I just wanna love you any which way I can.”

A grumbling stomach breaks Huang’s proclamation of love and both he and Daniel laugh at the unexpected turnout, “You can love me after breakfast,” Daniel whispers, pressing his lips onto Huang’s before slowly pulling away, “I’ll make you breakfast. But first things first,” Daniel moves his hand down Lau’s navel which makes Huang’s breath catch as Cheng massages his length into a lazy hard-on, “You need to clothe yourself,” Daniel teases, stroking Lau to harden.

Huang sucks air through his teeth while pulling Daniel’s hand away, “Hands off the merchandise…for now…or I’ll be forced to make love to you again,” Lau says rising up, “You still have my clothes, right?”

“Yes, and um, why don’t you move in?” Daniel asks sitting up, “Bring Yuan with you. I can have the architect and the builders restructure the apartment. I’ll have them wall off sections for our privacy.”

“Really? You do that for us?”

“Of course.”

Lau rummages for clothing while Daniel admires the view of his sculpted buttocks, “Hey ah, Daniel. Do you have a baby?”

“Me? No.”

Huang pulls the box of baby clothes he saw the week before from when he visited Daniel, “I saw this last week. Sorry I went through your stuff, but there are baby clothes and they look kind of familiar.”

“Familiar? How so?” Daniel inquires, pulling the box open and lifting his blue and white striped nautical onesie, “These are mine from when I was younger. I don’t have a baby, you silly monkey.”

Huang takes the onesie in his hands to examine it, “I know I’ve seen this one before. I just can’t remember where and when. It’s like from a memory that my mind has been trying to remember for weeks and—” In a unique moment of extraordinary depth and clarity, Huang looks into Daniel’s eyes, the memory resurfacing, “You’re that boy,” he whispers in bated breath, “You’re that little boy.”

Daniel tilts his head before he gasps, “Oh God,” his hands shoots to cover his mouth, “Y-you’re my…my first kiss!”

“Heh, what are the odds,” Huang smiles, shaking his head, making Daniel echo the same words to match his wonderment. They look at each other and laugh, knowing that their love was meant to be. Even at thirty.

END.