Primum Tuis
Daniel and I had been buddies for about a year before that fateful evening. He’s a few years older than I am, standing about six-two and weighing in at a lean two-hundred-and-thirty-pounds. He had a well-tanned body, cropped blond hair and a well-kept goatee on his broad face set with sapphire blue eyes. I’m five-eight, about a-hundred-and-thirty pounds with shoulder length strawberry-blond hair that I wore in a ponytail and emerald green eyes.
We met on a construction site that we were both working on and really hit it off together right away. We started going out together for beers and watching movies together shortly after our first introduction. He was a riot to be with and I really enjoyed his company. It’s kinda strange, but we seemed to share everything in common.
“Ya comin’ over for movie night tonight?” Daniel asked as he passed by where I was laboring in the maze of tunnels and galleries that made up our worksite.
“You bet!” I grunted as I shot a few more nails into the form that I was working on. “My turn to bring beer, right?” I queried.
“You never forget, do you,” he observed with a chuckle. “See you tonight!” and, with that, he was gone once again into the maze.
I raced home after work, grabbed a quick shower, snatched my baggie of pot from its hiding place and scampered out the door. En route to Daniels place, I stopped at the jar store and picked up a case of beer. I arrived at Daniels place, rang the doorbell, and glanced at my watch.
“Five to seven”, I thought, “perfect timing”.
The door opened to the scents of incense, and the sight of Daniel’s powerful frame in a dark blue, silk shirt and jeans filling the doorway. “Hey, ya made it!” he smiled as he joked. “Come on in and let me put that in the fridge”, he said taking the case of beer out from under my arm. “The accoutrements are on the coffee table if you want to get that started”. I sat down on the expansive couch and began to roll the first of many doobies to be smoked during the course of the evening. Presently, he came out of the kitchen with a collection of beers in his hands.
“Hair of the dog,” he joked as he opened his beer and took a large swallow. I opened mine and drained it in one gulp.
“Next,” I said blandly chuckling, taking another beer off the table, and popping the top off, as young men are wont to do. I place the beer on the coaster provided and lit the splife I had rolled. As we passed it back and forth and imbibed more beer, I began to get that dreamy, stoned feeling that I knew and loved so well once again. “This is why I shell out good money for this shit,” I remarked in my early stoned state.
“You always know where to get the best weed!” said Daniel as he filled his lungs with more of the THC laden vapors and passed the dutchie along.
We finished that blunt and many more beers before we turned our attention to the screen. Daniel had selected the old Arnold Schwarzenegger classic, ‘The Terminator’ for our entertainment this evening. We smoked, drank beer, and ate snacks while we recited every line from the movie and laughed at the jokes we made at the expense of the characters. We’d seen it about a hundred times, so we were pretty well familiar with it.
By the time the movie was over, I was more than half drunk and pleasantly stoned, completely relaxed within my skin. What happened next jarred me right out of that comfort zone and into a whole new realm.
Daniel reached across my body to the remote control, switched feeds and turned on another movie. The scene filling the screen was that of two young men. One was smaller and sitting down on a comfortable looking bed. The other was well built and standing in front of him with his back to the camera while Mott the Hoople’s ‘All the Young Dudes’ played on the soundtrack. As the camera panned around, it revealed that the seated boy had his eyes closed while the larger man had his fully engorged prong in his mouth! The larger man cradled the boys head in his hands, helping to guide his motions.
“Oh, that’s it, Boy,” he groaned, “Suck that cock! Yeah, suck it real good and Daddy may give you a treat!”
I was shocked, but the scene was like watching a car accident. I could not peel my eyes away from it, so taken was I with morbid fascination. Daniel sat quietly watching my reaction to the scene now unfolding before my eyes.
I didn’t know whether it was the beer, the pot or the scene playing out in front of my eyes, but I began to get mildly aroused. Daniel had been waiting and watching for this. My outward, involuntary reaction prompted him to reach between my legs and begin to fondle my quickly stiffening prick through my jeans. I bristled involuntarily at his touch, but it only turned him on further and accelerated my own hardening process.
“Relax, I’m not going to hurt you,” he purred in his chocolate smooth voice as he massaged my crotch. “Do you mind me doing this?”
“N-n-no,” was the only word I thought to stammer as I tried to relax back down to the couch. He continued to fondle my ever-thickening cock starting a small fire in the pit of my stomach. He began to understand that he had me right there as he watched me sitting there, beginning to jump at his touch.
“Let’s go somewhere a little more comfortable, shall we?” he recommended when he was sure of my intent.
“O-kay,” I sputtered timidly. As I rose off the couch still in a state of shock, my knees wobbled underneath me. He gently took me by the arm and helped to steady my stance. “Hey, are you okay?” he asked in a warm, smooth voice.
“Yes,” I breathed as he wrapped my arm and escorted me down the short hallway that led to his bedroom. I couldn’t believe that this was happening to me! I had been attracted to Daniel since the first day that we had met, but I’d tried to keep it hidden for fear of his reaction. Evidently, I had failed in this endeavor and now I was being led down the hallway that ended at his bedroom. I stalled at the door, not really sure of what I should do next. He gently urged me into the room and over to the bed before putting his hands on my shoulders and wordlessly convincing me to sit down.
“Have you ever done anything like this before?” he inquired benignly as he placed my fingers on the buttons of his shirt.
“N-no,” I stuttered shyly. I thrilled as my digits began working of their own accord and soon exposed Daniels well-muscled chest. I gasped as his shirt fell open and he shrugged it from his shoulders, allowing it to fall to the floor. I’d never seen him shirtless before.
“Like that, do you?” he inquired as his sapphire eyes flashed in excitement.
“Oh yes,” I whispered, admitting my deepest desire to myself, and embracing it.
He then took my hands and draped my fingers over the button of his jeans. I knew what he wanted and began to undo the button and zipper of his jeans. One of his hands dropped to my shoulder, the other curled around the back of my head subtly controlling and directing me, just as the larger man had done to the boy in the porn flick.
My eyes planted firmly on the quickly rising meat in front of me. A submerged longing welled up from deep inside my being and I realized that I really did want to him to plant his immense prick in my watering mouth, and that I really did want to suck his huge boner. As I focused, I saw tiny pearls of precum on the head of his cock as he advanced it toward my waiting mouth. I brought my hands up to touch and caress his muscular hips.
“Mmm, good boy,” he encouraged as his prick tip entered between my lust filled lips filling my senses with a thick, musty flavor as I took my first, tentative, exploratory licks. “Do you like that?” he inquired as he began to stroke it around the inside my lips, between my teeth and over my tongue.
A muffled, “Mm hmm,” and a slight nod of my head were all I could muster as his massive member began plunging in and out of my mouth.
“Oh, you look so hot,” he breathed as he closed his eyes as his hands gently urged me forward. “Just so fucking hot!”
It was like nothing I had ever tasted before. He was salty and delicious, and I knew I wanted more. I sucked his member back hard and he brushed the back of my throat, initiating my gag reflex. He withdrew and pulled out of my mouth immediately.
“Easy now, Tiger. Just relax,” coached Daniel looking down into my eyes with a smile. I was eager, and he knew it. I noticed he now wore an ‘I just pumped the neighbour’s cat’ smile, as though he’d just achieved something long sought. “Taking me deep requires a little practice, and it’s easier from different positions.” He reached over my back, grabbed my T-shirt, and pulled it over my head, exposing my body in one fell swoop.
My look of surprise must have amused him because he began to chuckle. “When was the last time you had any kind of sex with your clothes on?” he asked. My shock subsided quickly, and I smiled. His fingers dipped into my waistband and deftly undid the button and dropped my zipper. “Shuffle those off,” he breathed. I shook my jeans down over my hips, pushing them off my feet. He gazed down at me with lust in his eyes. There I sat naked for him to see as he gazed down on my body with lust in his eyes and a smile lurking at the corners of his mouth. I had come over commando tonight.
His strong arms gently arranged me so that I was seated with my upper back and head leaning against the headboard. He climbed on the bed and put one knee on either side of my ribs, limiting my movement underneath him. He put his hand down and gestured with his cock which now fell at my lip level. Instantly I knew what he wanted and compliantly opened my mouth to accept his gigantic prong back inside my mouth.
He then grasped the headboard and gently began to slide in and out, fucking my captive mouth. I gripped my own cock and felt as though I was going to explode right there.
“Relax,” he breathed as his cock traveled in and out of my orifice, “Are you still alright?”
I drew his smooth, hard dick out of my mouth and let it slide across my lips, licking and kissing it as it did. Looking up at him with my own smoldering, lust filled eyes, I mumbled “Mm hm,” I responded as I smiled up at him and submissively sucked his hardness back into my wet, wanting mouth. He seemed to know just exactly how sensitive my throat was, and just where to linger to make it blossom for him. I felt his cock softly brushing the back of my throat again, but this time I was able to stifle my gag reflex and felt a delightful tingling radiating out and overwhelming my senses.
“Mmm… Good boy,” he beamed as his cock slid down my throat for the first time. “Always knew you were a fast learner.” My stifled moans and cries from beneath him made his hands stiffen in my hair, and I knew then that he was really enjoying what I was doing. He pushed his cock further and further into my quickly loosening throat until all of it was crammed into my face. My nose was pressed into the soft thatch at his crotch with each magnificent thrust. I massaged the underside of his glorious fuck horn with my tongue as he pumped it ever faster in and out of my mouth and, more than occasionally, down my throat. His hands on my head and shoulder conveyed his instructions precisely as he eased his cock in and out of my now thoroughly relaxed throat.
“That looks so fucking hot! Keep that up,” he whispered in a tight voice as he gripped my head, holding it at precisely the right angle to more roughly shove his cock in and out of my watering mouth and wanting throat. “I have a taste treat in store for you, boy!”, he declared as his body began to vibrate, and his cock began to swell even more. My body flushed as I came to the realization of what that taste treat was going to be.
“Mmm,” I thought, “he’s going to unload his cum in my mouth!” A myriad of thrills and chills raced through my body as this thought reverberated throughout my mind. Part of my being wanted to expel his cock instantly, but his insistent hands on my head, the glazed look in his eyes as he gazed down upon my activity coupled with the warm feeling steadily growing hotter inside me combined to quickly overpower that urge. His motions were growing more and more frantic as his pace ever accelerated. Just when I thought his cock could not possibly get any bigger and stay in my mouth, he brought it to just outside my front teeth as he grasped it in his right hand.
“Ohh,” he moaned as the first gouts of his hot, white cum flooded into my open mouth and brought with them more of that deliciously musty flavor. Smooth and creamy, it poured forth from the tip of his prick filling my mouth, gushing into my willing throat and streaming down to drip from my chin. I tried to swallow all of it, but there was just so much of the delectable liquid. Even though there I had his cum all over my chin and lips, I kept his disgorging prick in my mouth until it had stopped pulsating. When he was finished, he disengaged his cock from my mouth and rolled off me to the open side of the bed.
“Come here,” he commanded as he caught sight of my face. “Gotta clean you up a little bit.” Coyly, I did as I had been told and sat up. He grasped my chin in his right hand, pulled it toward him and proceeded to clean off all the white, frothy goodness from my face with his tongue. Some of it he pushed between my passive lips for me to taste again and again. This was such a mind-blowing experience that I was rock hard and idly playing with myself when he finished.
“Mmm. Seems you liked that,” he observed as he gazed down at my crotch.
“Yes, thank you,” I answered smiling bashfully at him, still licking and tasting his cum on my lips.
“That’s good!” he mentioned as his smile grew ever wider. “Very good!”
He gently lay me back down and adjusted himself on the bed until his mouth was positioned right over my throbbing prick. Just the effect of his breathing on me was making me jump and ooze little drops of precum from the slit of my cock, which he tenderly licked away as they appeared. I’d never felt anything like that before. I started involuntarily with his first lick, and then relaxed as he began to suck and slurp on my thoroughly engorged prick. He took it all the way back into his mouth and down his throat, then nibbled and sucked his way up until just the head of my cock was in his mouth. He began to feel and fondle my inner thighs at the same time, probing the crack of my tight butt with his fingers and playing with my ass cheeks. I spread my legs a little wider to feel more of this delicious new sensation. He reached over to the side table and took out a small bottle. Carefully, he measured some of the solution held within onto his fingers and began to smear it between the cheeks of my ass and inner thighs. I felt his fingers as they returned to softly stroke and coax my legs open some more. The lubricant felt chilly as his fingers found my tight little virgin hole, and it made me flinch as he began to massage it in.
“Relax,” he advised. “Don’t be so uptight. Are you still okay?” he questioned tenderly.
“Yes,” I breathed still rather lost in the sensations now reverberating around my body. He dabbed some more of the elixir onto his fingers and put them back to work on my backside. It was a magical sensation as his thick finger penetrated my tight hole and began to move in and out, slowly relaxing and widening my tight ass hole.
“Ooh,” I sighed as his finger penetrated my ass for the first time.
“Do you like that?” he inquired.
“Mm yeah,” I moaned quietly as I bounced slightly on his finger, wondering how much more of it could possibly fit into my hot little hoop.
“Good,” he murmured authoritatively as he put his hand on my hip. “Now, I want you to turn yourself over and let me have my merry way with you.”
“What are you going to?” I meekly queried as I began to turn over. I didn’t even realize it at that time, but he was making me more and more his the further we went on this adventure.
“I’m going to fuck your hot, tight little ass,” came the immediate and husky reply as he helped me over onto my chest and began to fondle the fleshy globes of my ass.
My entire body flushed at the very thought. I had long wondered what it was like to be fucked by another man, and now I was going to find out, firsthand! I felt him climb between my legs, spread my knees open and prepare to mount me. His hands stroked up and down my body from my neck all the way down to my ass making my back arch with each electrifying pass. He massaged each one of my ass cheeks and just watched my flesh roll and my hips quiver as his hands ran themselves over me. He pressed one finger, then two into my hungry hole and slid them soothingly in and out of my now heaving ass. Suddenly, he seized my hips and pulled backward on them, causing me to rise up on my hands. I again recoiled involuntarily as his rigid rod touched my well-greased and relaxed little hole.
“Oh yeah! That’s it,” he cooed as he began to gently ease his huge prick into my tight ass. “Just relax,” he breathed. “Still alright?” he whispered as he gyrated his hips to maneuver his meat into my ass just that much farther. He felt so huge that I was unsure that I could take all of him, but the sensations were setting off skyrockets inside my head.
“Mmm hmm… oh, yeah”, I groaned as I surrendered my entire body to him and swiveled my hips to accept more and more of his huge boner in my ass. His hands were holding me firm and stroking my hips so that my tight hole was at exactly the right angle for him to mount and fuck me. I knew then that there was nothing I could do about it, and that knowledge thrilled me no end. I was in the process of getting my ass fucked, and I was now craving all of it.
“Ohh,” I cried and deeply arched my back as the head of his cock popped through my inflamed inner ring for the first time. It was one of the most intense sensations that I had ever felt in my life, and I was enthralled by it. My entire being was jumping and starting now as he slowly began snugging his solid cock deeper into my supple ass.
“Are you alright?” he queried cautiously as he paused to let my channel expand enough to accept more of him. “Do you like it?”
“Yes… Oh, yes… It’s good…” I breathed as I wriggled my ass down further on his cock to let him know that I felt ready to receive more of his prong. He responded by sliding it right to the hilt into my fully relaxed hole.
“Ooh,” I whimpered as he slowly fed his rod into me. The sensation of his cock easily sliding into my ass seemed to push the sound out of my throat like a plunger. Then, the feeling of the fur at his crotch as it made contact with my tender and sensitive ass made me realize with a thrill that his cock was all the way inside me! He then began to leisurely slide his engorged prick in and out, accepting my utter surrender and luxuriating inside my hot and excited ass. He had me now, lock, stock, and barrel, and he knew it.
“Do you love it?” he asked suddenly and without warning.
“Yes,” I replied without thinking. I began to realize that I actually loved the feeling of having him buried deep in my now horny ass: caressing me, fucking me and making me crave anal sex all that much more.
“Good”, he grunted as he began to ram his rod home with ever greater intensity. “You have such a nice, soft ass to fuck.” I shivered involuntarily at this compliment and felt the shock waves from each one of his powerful thrusts as they traveled through my body.
It may have been the beer, or it may have been the pot, or it may have just been me, but Daniel’s cock seemed to be rubbing me in all the right places. It was thrusting hard into me, touching me in ways that I had never been touched before and I was propelling my body back onto it, driving it ever deeper inside my cute little ass.
“You’re now my Little Pussy Boy,” he rasped, coining my bedroom nickname. “Do you like being my Little Pussy Boy?” he inquired softly as a sheen of sweat began to envelope my body. His voice was huskier, harder and more exhilarating than I’d ever heard it before. “I do like fucking your soft ass and sensitive throat like a cunt, my little Pussy Boy.”
“Mmm, yes,” I squealed while visions swam in front of me. “Fuck me… fuck your Little Pussy Boy any way you want!” I moaned as I reached down between my legs to my own extremely hard, now dripping cock.
“That’s my good Little Pussy Boy.” he intoned, “Thank-you, I will. I want to shoot a load of hot cum deep inside your sweet little ass right now.” I glanced over my shoulder to see his hands with their firm grip on my flaring hips pulling his cock deeper and deeper inside me with each powerful plunge. The intent look on his face as he took his pleasure from me coupled with the sensation of his tough hands gripping my slim hips touched off the fireworks anew as he fucked me to a thunderous climax and dumped most of his load of white hot jism deep inside my wet, nubile ass. He withdrew the head of his cock just enough to spew a jet of white hot cum up the crack and then pushed it back inside me to finish off. I counted four or five more powerful shots and a few smaller ones before he was sated. Then he withdrew his huge prick and began to rub his cream into my acquiescent ass as I spread my legs and parted my ass cheeks for him. This gave me a delicious little thrill, and I shuddered again while crying out in pleasure.
“Submissive Little Pussy Boy aren’t you” he chided. “You like that, too?” The question was really more of a statement.
“Mmm hmm, just for you” I managed weakly as the new sensations that were coursing through my body began to overpower my mind. I squirmed, jerked and loudly moaned on the bed under his touch.
“You are just so responsive!” he commented with delight as he continued to knead and work his warm goo into the smooth skin on my ass, occasionally thrilling me by impelling his insistent fingers in and out of my stretched and still twitching hole. “More than I could have imagined,” he murmured as his fingers and hands continued to excite and stimulate me.
“I’ve had my eye on you ever since we first met, Pussy Boy,” he admitted presently as he continued to stroke and caress my naked pelt. “I kinda figured that you’d like this.” Evidently, I had not hidden my desires as much as I would have hoped.
“How did you know to approach me?” I asked, craning my neck so that I could look up into his broad face and expansive chest. He responded by grinning, grasping both of my legs, and spinning me face up on the bed in one deft motion, while my hand still clutched my rock-hard cock.
“Just the way that you moved and reacted when I was around,” he replied as he gazed down at the picture that I presented to him. I was kneeling between his legs and watching my hand tentatively polish my hypersensitive rod. “The way you acted and reacted around your co-workers. You always seemed to want to be so helpful and subservient.”
I thought about this for a moment. “I hope no one else noticed if I had been so obvious.”
“Stroke it, my Little Pussy boy,” he suddenly commanded quietly as he focused on my crotch and his hands once again detained my lean hips. Obediently, I began performing for him as I ran my hand up and down on my solid woody. His eyes scrutinizing me and his hands on my hips just made the feelings all that much more intense and I began to jerk with greater passion.
“Mmm… Yeah!” he uttered as he lowered his mouth to gently breath hot air on the tip of my cock and tantalize me even farther, “Good boy.” He affectionately licked and kissed my reactive belly button, sending yet more tremors rippling through my body before he caringly inserted my throbbing cock head into his hot, wet mouth. I began to remove my hand, but he gently coiled his fingers around it, and bade me to continue the motion.
“Oh,” I groaned loudly as the action of my fingers and his tongue on my pulsating knob began to make me cum. He took my discoursing prick all the way into his experienced mouth and guzzled my hot load from the source as it poured out of me. I squirmed and thrashed about on the bed and began to perspire freely again. These new vibrations resounded throughout my body and seemed to set off fire alarm bells in their wake. I lost count of the number of cum shots that I discharged, but, by the end, I felt weak as a kitten and utterly spent. He dismounted and propped himself up on one elbow on the bed beside me, gently stroking and caressing my heaving chest.
“Do you want to try some more, my Little Pussy Boy?” he smiled as he queried cautiously, and my breathing returned to normal. “The night is still young, and we don’t have to work tomorrow.” The longer we continued, the more I felt myself giving over to him.
“Yes,” I breathed as I warmed to the idea. “Hell, yes!” This kind of sex was new and exciting, and I realized that I wanted to experience everything it had to offer.
I felt the bed move and jiggle as he got up. “Come with me, my little Pussy boy,” he commanded. I submissively rose from the bed and followed him to a corner of the room that up to now had been shrouded in darkness. As my eyes accustomed to the light, I noticed that there was a sling suspended from the ceiling on four chains. “Ready to try something new?” he asked, wearing a sly grin.
I looked up at him and in a shy, quiet voice said, “Yeah.”
“Okay,” he smiled. “Get up there and put your back against the sling. I obediently obeyed his instructions and lay on the pad. “Stretch your legs up the chains, now,” he demanded. When my legs were stretched full length, he produced a pair of soft cuffs and began to wrap my ankles.
“What are you doing?” I inquired with rising alarm.
“Relax,” he said, “I won’t hurt you. Being immobilized is a very erotic experience.”
We had been friends for a long time, and I trusted him; so, I let him go ahead with his plans. He finished wrapping my ankles and clipping them to the chains. He repeated the procedure at my wrists. Now, I could not move or prevent anything he had planned. He could do anything he wanted, and I was powerless to prevent it. He was right, the feeling was very erotic.
He smiled as he took my head in both hands and gestured with his half-hard cock. I knew exactly what he wanted and parted my lips to accept him. Once again, his immense manhood slid through my mouth and brushed the back of my throat. This time, any thought of gagging was replaced by a luxurious feeling as he slid into my throat.
“That’s it, Pussy Boy. You look so hot!” he encouraged as he began to rock his hips back and forth, propelling his cock in and out of my willing throat. “This is the best way for you to deep throat,” he advised in a deep throaty voice that made my dick jump.
He then put his hand on my rock-hard cock and began to slowly jerk as he gently fucked my face getting harder and harder with each successive stroke.
When he was ready, he withdrew from my mouth. He had something in his hand, but in the dim light, could not recognize what it was. “You, my friend, are a very vocal little fuck, and will probably wake the neighbours if we don’t do something about it. Open your mouth!” he commanded.
“What are you going to do?” I asked.
“You’ll see, now open up,” he grinned.
I opened my mouth and felt a ball gag being fit and buckled to my head. He looked down on me and began to massage my chest with his manly hands as he walked around me, now securely constrained and partially muted. I reveled in the feeling and cooed softly behind my gag.
He smiled as he curled a hand around my leg. He grasped his still solid prong with his hand and fed it into my still relaxed ass. I moaned as he began to move, pressing his cock in and out of my now virtually weightless body. When his hips touched the soft globes of my ass, he let go and wrapped his hand around my other leg and began to ram in and out, carefully observing me for any sign of discomfort.
I closed my eyes and delighted in the feeling he was churning up from my ass, feeling the shockwaves traveling through my body as he began to pound in and out my relaxed hole. My breath and squeals hissed out around the ball that was lodged in my mouth.
“You like that do you, Pussy Boy?” he asked. I couldn’t respond verbally at this point, so I merely nodded vigorously. “Good,” he said and continued to slam into my ass, sending electrical impulses flying to all corners of my body, “we’re going to have all kinds of fun together, you and I,” he smiled as he continued fucking me.
My profusely leaking cock told him it was time to taper off, pull out and release me from my bonds. “It appears that we could use a shower,” he stated as he took me by the hand and led me to his huge bathroom where he bent over, turned on and adjusted the temperature of the water. He stepped into the huge tub and motioned for me to join him. I stepped inside and closed the door as he got the soap out and began to work it into a lather between his exquisite hands.
“Oops!” he exclaimed in mock dismay as he ‘accidentally’ dropped the soap. “I seem to have dropped the soap,” he confessed. “Would you pick it up for me?” he asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes. The bar was lying behind me at my feet, exactly where he had meant to put it. I turned around, located the cleanser on the floor of the shower and tentatively bent over to retrieve the bubbly bar from where it lay. His hands returned quickly to clasp my hips and confirmed my suspicions as to what was about to happen. I quivered involuntarily as the idea of getting fucked in the shower began to dawn in my mind.
“Yes, such a nice, soft ass to fuck,” he mused as he gently slipped the fingers of one hand up my butt cheek, through my crevice and into my still relaxed hole, while his other hand gripped my hip and held me fast in front of him. His cock was raging again as I felt him tantalizing my ever-sensitive ass with it, then effortlessly guide inside me, beginning my second descent into debauchery. I gripped the edges of the tub for support as he began to slide in and out of my relaxed and hungry ass. A moan escaped my lips.
“Yeah, you just love it, don’t you, my Pussy Boy?’ he taunted as he accelerated his pace. “Tell me that you love it, Pussy boy! Tell me that you just love it!” he demanded as he began to rhythmically pound my wide-open ass.
“Yes, yes!” I whimpered and panted, “I love it! I love it! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!” I begged. I listened to my tight ass make sloppy slurping noises as it sucked on his big cock again and began to reach my hand down to my own throbbing hard on.
“No, no,” he commanded as he slapped my firm ass. “Don’t do that! Just leave your hands where they are!” Submissively, I returned my hand to where it had been, on the edge of the tub and braced for more of his anal assault. The warm water running over us made him feel somehow bigger and hotter as he rocketed his schlong in and out of me. I was surprised at how easily he had slipped back into my placid little hole and marveled at the way that I could feel every delicious inch of his cock as he drove it in and out of me. I swiveled my hips in delight, arched my back in his hands and thoroughly enjoyed the intense pounding that he gave me right there in his shower.
“Ooh,” he moaned. Panting hard, his body froze, and he unleashed another torrent of exquisitely hot cum deep inside my thoroughly abused ass. Again, he pulled out just enough to blast some of his steaming jizm up my crack and around my sensitized hole. Seductively, I rocked my hips back and forth as he pressed it back inside. I wanted to suck as much of his cock into my ass as deeply as I could while I felt his cum coat through my cleft like the glaze on a doughnut.
“Oh, yeah,” he moaned as I began to move, “do that!” I could almost feel his gaze as he stared down at my flooded and gushy crevice with his huge cock still pumping its load into my hungry gap.
When his cock finally subsided its pulsations, he slowly withdrew it from deep inside me. I craned my head around, looked him in the eyes and smiled at him. “Thank-you,” I whispered in a muted voice.
“Now, to clean you all up!” he mused with a grin. “Stay there, just like that!” he ordered as he took the soap in his hands in earnest and proceeded to lather up my bent forward form. His hands on my body set my pulse racing and my heart pounding once again. He rinsed me off with the mobile shower head as I took the soap into my hands and lathered up his impressively sculpted body. I began to rinse him off with the shower head, but then dropped to my knees and seized his re-engorging prick between my lips and sucked him into my mouth for a treat.
“Surprise!” I thought as I felt his delicious prick pack into my mouth, “you have no idea what you’ve started,” I smiled, slipping his prong tip in and out of my relaxed throat. I had been reduced to no more than a little, cocksucking slut at that moment as I sucked his rock-hard rod into the back of my mouth and down my throat. His carpenter’s hands found the back of my head and began to ease and guide me into doing just what he wanted me to do. The luscious feeling flooded back over my body as I sucked his huge dong in and out of my throat. I glanced up at him to find that he was intently staring down at what I was doing. He had a glazed, lusty look in his eyes that encouraged me to suck harder and faster. I tried to turn my head back down, but his strict hands in my hair wouldn’t let me remove my gaze from his. He evidently liked the look of his huge cock disappearing between my blushing lips and wanted to watch me suck him off.
Compliantly, I obeyed the commands from his hands and left my eyes where they were. I had him right where he wanted me and evidently, he didn’t want to get away just yet. I relaxed my mouth, throat and neck muscles and just let him fuck my face exactly as he wanted. He knew when to tease my throat to open it up to him, and when to just stay in my mouth and let me lick and slurp his manhood there. Often, as he slid his cock down my throat, a muffled cry or moan would escape, and I would feel his whole body stiffen as the sound reached his ears. I understood that he enjoyed that and tried to do it all the more. I knew it absolutely thrilled him when I struggled a little bit.
As I licked and swallowed his prong, I warmed to the idea of trying to swallow all of his cum this time, but he had other ideas for his load. As his hands became increasingly frantic and his cock grew increasingly harder as he pounded it in and out of my mouth, I realized that his orgasm was imminent. He grabbed it with one hand, and pulled it clear of my mouth at the last second while holding my head steady with the other.
“Ohh,” he groaned as he watched as his first shot cascaded over my lips and tongue, and then as he drained the rest of his substantial load all over my face and chest while the water from the shower gently rinsed it away. I licked and kissed the head of his cock to taste more of his luscious cum whenever he would let me, but he wanted to see it all over my face. I reviled in the experience as I felt each glorious drop touch my skin and begin to flow over me before the water stole it away. After cleaning each other up after the fun we just had, we got out of the tub, dried off and went back to his huge bed.
“You better stay here tonight,” he said firmly as he put his hand on my hip and directed me toward the bed. “You’re mostly drunk, it’s getting late, and this is your primum tuis.”
“Primum tuis?” I inquired.
“Your first time,” he replied. “We can have more fun tomorrow,” and grinned.
“Mmm, tomorrow!” I thought as he climbed between the sheets with me.