Fair Trade - Finale!

We're about to host a new Patreon poll since Fair Trade has just wrapped, so keep an eye out for that! I'm going to try and make it a bit more fantastical. I've noticed that as my real-world sex dries up thanks to COVID I tend to vent my frustrations with some very mundane sex in my porn. That'll hopefully change after this whole vaccine business becomes a thing. 

Anyway, enjoy this slightly mundane conclusion to Fair Trade!

To Luke’s ecstatic surprise, their lovemaking was just as improved as he’d hoped. Chaz was far more active, animated. Rather than flop on his front and accept Luke’s cock with a muffled squeak, Chaz pushed Luke to the bed and immediately clambered on top of him, making out the entire time. The two frotted for a time, grinding each other’s dicks, mashing them between their bodies. Chaz’s soft frame made the experience orgasmic in and of itself, and Luke was certain he would have cum already had he not just wished himself out of a hair trigger.

They continue to kiss and drink deeply of each other for a time before Chaz hiked himself up on Luke’s body. At first Luke thought that Chaz was trying to maneuver himself to start fucking his mouth, but it turned out that Chaz needed to start from further up his torso now that Luke had a longer cock. 

Reaching behind, Chaz lined himself up, exhaled, and sank down on Luke’s shaft by about an inch. Chaz was used to taking some fairly sizable toys, but Luke’s new tool now ranked with the best of them, and he recognized Chaz’s controlled breathing as him expertly controlling mind and body to ensure this session went as orgasmically as planned.

It was also incredible for Luke to experience first-hand how much strength Chaz had gained. There wasn’t a hint of trembling or unsteadiness in any of Chaz’s movements--he dove down on Luke’s cock with the precise and fluid movement of an Olympic high diver. Only it was an inch at a time and without the big splash at the end.

With a contented sigh, Chaz’s ass cheeks finally met Luke’s hips. He smiled, and then leaned forward to once again make out with his lover, teasing Luke by clenching his hole a few times while pressing his tongue down Luke’s through as far as it could reach. 

But Luke could be playful too. He pressed his hips upward just as Chaz stopped clenching, eliciting a sharp gasp from the chubby bottom. Luke smirked at Chaz’s look of surprise, then moaned aloud as Chaz grabbed both his hands and pressed them to the mattress, grinding his bulk into the thinner man and sliding his ass up and down Luke’s eager rod. 

Luke was certain that his old cock would have filled Chaz’s guts by now, and he was sure he was well on his way to doing just that, but he still had some time left before fireworks started happening. Luke began to meet Chaz’s grinding motion with his own rhythmic thrusts so that each moment’s pleasure was punctuated by the meaty smack of his pear-bottomed boy’s rear getting rammed. 

Chaz began to moan around Luke’s lips, breathing heavier and heavier as the combination of fucking and frotting began to catch up with him. His big dick mashed between his sizably soft belly and Luke’s washboard abs was like nothing he’d ever felt before, not to mention the warm length that was now busily plumbing as deep or deeper than anything Chaz had ever fucked himself with.

When Luke began to hear a few strangled squeaks escape, he knew that Chaz was about to blow. He grabbed Chaz’s ass with both hands and forced him down his entire length just as Chaz blew his load all over Luke’s chest, spraying his neck, chin, and face with warm cum. Luke was close himself, so he began to frantically drive himself in and out of his boyfriend’s quivering hole, sending Chaz to new heights and triggering Luke to his own extended orgasm.

Chaz was still shuddering and leaking as Luke howled, his cum filling his boyfriend so completely that it was enough to get Chaz to squeal a second time and pump out a bit more residual load. 

The two locked eyes just as their orgasms had finished. Realizing they were both still hard, still horny, they wordlessly began the motion for their second round of lovemaking. There would be a third, and fourth, and even a fifth before the night would be out, through twice as many positions.

And somewhere in the ether, a genie smiled broadly knowing he’d completed a job well done.