When Big Cocks Collide Pt 3

He had been sexually active but had never slept the whole night with another man. It gave him a warm and fuzzy feeling.
Part 1 | Part 2
*****
Chapter 8
Paul woke the next morning with the sun warm on his face and a mop of golden hair on his chest. He had that unsettling feeling of not knowing where he was.
Suddenly, the fog of sleep cleared and he remembered what had brought him to this moment. Ace’s slick skin, the irresistible scent of the oil and Ace’s body, the impossible heat surrounding his cock when they finally gave in to each other.
Paul purred deep in his throat. That experience should have satisfied him, should have left him worn out and sated. Instead, it did just the opposite.
After they had rested following the first desperate joining, they found each other twice more in the night, each time a new discovery for each of them. Paul hadn’t been fully naked in front of Ace until Ace had slowly stripped every remaining stitch from his body and pushed him into the shower so he could de-oil their bodies. Then Ace proceeded to lick every place his tongue could reach.
They both passed out, drunk on each other after their third coupling. Paul hadn’t meant to spend the night, though he knew that once he closed his eyes they weren’t going to open again while it was still dark out.
He’d never actually slept next to another man like this. Not once in all his years of being sexually active. He was hardly a virgin, but this was definitely virgin territory.
Ace stirred slightly in his sleep and wrapped his arm around Paul’s waist, treating the bigger man like a human pillow. He breathed deeply and made a sleepy, satisfied sound that echoed through Paul’s body.
This was expressly against...