Date: Thu, 25 Oct 2012 13:35:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Black <blackhunk33@yahoo.com>
Subject: Breeding at the Fitness Club--Chapter 4
Breeding at the Fitness Club -- Chapter 4
"You brought it up first, so I think you should tell all before I
do," I countered.
He smirked. "Well, I guess I did, but that's not gonna let you off
the hook to tell me all about your porno career."
"It was hardly a career," I said. "I did only one film."
"I did three," he revealed. "All of them were in the same year,
actually within the same month."
"Don't spare the details."
"You sure you wanna hear all this?" he questioned.
"As you've pointed out, both of us have pasts."
"Yeah, we do," he agreed. He paused. "Let's see. It was right
after my contract expired in 2003. I'd gone to Portland with my teammate
Keith. I'd been working for his dad for several months when Keith
suggested we go to San Francisco for the Folsom Street Fair in late
September. I'd never been, but had heard scandalous things about it, so I
was intrigued.
"We took the Saturday afternoon Southwest flight from Portland to
Oakland, and then took BART into the city. Keith had been told by a friend
that a good place to stay was at the Americania Hotel, which was near
Folsom Street. He also had agreed to meet up with an internet friend for
dinner and dancing later. If he got lucky, he'd go home with the guy and
I'd have the room all to myself and whomever I dragged away from the bars.
"After we checked in, Keith called his internet friend. They
agreed on a dinner time and place. I felt like a third wheel, but he
assured me that wouldn't be the case until much later when he hoped to be
in bed with this guy after some sweaty dancing at one of the hot clubs in
town. This, of course, assumed that they were into each other after their
face-to-face meeting. Internet friends don't always tell the truth about
themselves."
"Amen to that," I said. "Internet dating can be a huge
disappointment."
"So, we went to dinner, they seemed to hit it off well; and after
we hit a couple of bars for after-dinner drinks, they decided that they
needed to go fuck at this guy's place and left me on my own. I was okay
with that. The guy was nice enough, but just wasn't my type. Somehow, he
seemed shallow and self-absorbed. He did have a hot body, though. And
Keith said the guy bragged about what a great top he was. That, of course,
didn't interest me, but it sure got Keith's attention. The guy was
supposed to have 9" of the thickest dick in San Francisco. Yeah,
whatever."
I laughed. "Internet inches can be an exaggeration," I observed.
"That's what Keith observed, too," Marcus revealed. "But, the guy
was still a good top and Keith needed some dick that weekend, so it wasn't
all bad. Anyway, I hit a couple more bars, surveying the men, and not
finding anything to my liking. It was too early for the dance bars to be
filling up, so I got into a friendly game of pool with a couple of guys.
Both of them thought I was the Second Coming, but I was clear in telling
them that I was interested in pool, not sex with them, nice as they were."
"Not your type?"
"Not even close," Marcus said. "One of them had been drinking far
too much for this early in the evening and the other one seemed to be
strung out on drugs of some kind. I'm not into either type."
"Completely understandable," I agreed.
"They persisted, but I continued to turn them down. Finally, I
decided that it was time to look elsewhere for a bed partner and went back
to one of the dance bars. I'd asked the hot bartender at the pool place
where he'd recommend I go to find what I wanted. When I told him what my
type was, he quickly had an answer for me. Without delay, I walked over
there. I wasn't disappointed. The men were all well-muscled, shirtless,
and hot! In case you didn't know, I like them tall and built."
"That does include me, I have to assume."
"To a capital T!" Marcus agreed, patting my ass. "Immediately, I
was asked to dance with one guy after another. Others were trying to buy
me drinks, but I'm a real light-weight when it comes to alcohol, so was
downing a lot of cranberry juice that night. There was one guy in
particular who kept wanting to dance with me and dance really closely,
rubbing our bodies together. I kept going back to him after interspersing
other men occasionally. He was clearly the leader of my list of men I
wanted to play with. But my bladder was about to burst, so I told this guy
I had to hit the bathroom. He told me he'd go with me as it was a little
hard to find. Well, it wasn't that difficult, but I knew he wanted to
check out the merchandise."
"And he checked you out and was instantly in lust," I inserted.
"I wasn't exactly shy about showing off my dick. You know how it
is when you gotta piss. Your dick is semi-hard. So, I whipped it out and
released the flood. He was standing right next to me, brazenly looking at
my dick and playing with his own. When I finished, he reached over and
offered to shake it for me. Of course, his touch made it go to full hard,
not that I cared. He told me how much he wanted it up his ass; but that he
lived across the bay and hoped I had accommodations close-by. I assured
him that I was only blocks away."
"Who wouldn't be hooked by that huge dick of yours? I certainly
am," I smiled, fondling his dick and feeling it grow in my hand.
"You wanna fuck?" he asked. I nodded. We went upstairs into my
bedroom and exchanged DNA again. This time, we took it much slower, almost
like we were making love, not rutting like animals (although there is a lot
to be said for that, too). As we lay beside each other, I asked him to
continue his story.
"Uh, let's see" he resumed. "I took the guy back to the hotel. We
helped each other undress, and hit the shower quickly to rinse off the
sweat. Then we rolled into the huge bed. It was a California King. I
only wish my bedroom were big enough to handle one. Anyway, we sucked
dick, ate ass, and then I rolled him over and fucked him doggie style. I
filled a condom pretty quickly. You know how I am."
"Yeah, and love it," I agreed.
"I sucked him off and then pushed his legs in the air and fucked
him again. He loved getting pounded a second time. But, by then it was
nearly 2 a.m. He told me that he had a boyfriend, but they were okay with
the other one playing around, as long as he got home before daybreak; and
that they always played safe."
"If it works for them, whatever," I observed.
"So, I tucked myself in and went to sleep, dreaming of fucking him
again and again. Of course, I woke up with major wood, but as I was
getting a good stroke going, I got a call from Keith to meet for breakfast
with his new friend. They'd pick me up and we'd go to Castro Street and
eat. Then, we'd hit the Folsom Street Fair. It was supposed to start at
11 a.m., but it wouldn't matter if we got there a little later. After my
shower, I was looked out the window. It would be a beautiful day. I
decided to wear something daring for shorts and take a shirt just in case
the fog rolled in later in the afternoon."
"Something like the shorts you wore when you came over this
afternoon?" I ventured.
"Much worse," he replied with a laugh. "The Folsom Street shorts
left nothing to the imagination."
"You'll have to model them for me," I purred, "although I do like
the naked model best," I added, patting his beautifully round bubble butt.
"Pig!" Marcus laughed, squeezing my expanding dick. "Do you want
me to finish my tale or fuck again?"
"Both?" I suggested, moving behind him and sticking my tongue up
his cum-filled ass. "You talk, I'll listen."
"How can you hear when you're making all those piggy noises?" he
wondered. "Oh, gawd, don't even think about stopping," he groaned, pushing
his ass harder into my face.
Fifteen minutes later, I'd finished breeding him again and lay
panting at his side. He'd managed to pound another load into my ass as
well. Where were we finding the energy and the nutt to fuck so much?
Well, both of us are oversexed to a very large degree and we have an
extraordinary sexual attraction to each other. Finally, I asked him to
continue his story.
"Where was I?" Marcus wondered with a kiss. "Uh, we did breakfast
on Castro and drove over to the Fair. Keith's fuck buddy had to work that
afternoon, so he took us over to Folsom Street and dropped us off. It was
just noon and the shirts were already off for nearly all the men. We
strolled around, getting appreciative glances and some lustful stares. We
stopped at several of the booths to check out what they were selling.
Nothing really appealed to me, until I got to the booth for Excelsior
Productions."
"Incredible!" I blurted out. "That's the studio that I made my one
porno flic with."
"Pretty amazing men staffing their booth, weren't they?" I nodded
and sighed remembering how delicious those men were. "One in particular
whom I found unbelievably handsome and built like a brick wall thought the
same of me. He pulled me into the booth and tried to convince me how hot
it would be to sign on with their company and do porno. He showed me
pictures of some of the guys in action. Of course, my dick went rock
hard."
"Of course," I smiled, fondling him again.
Marcus smiled back at me. "I told the guy that I couldn't possibly
do something like that. Of course, he had a hand on my fat dick and the
other on my ass. We kissed and it was hot. Once more, he tried to
convince me, but I turned him down. Then, he asked if I were a top. I
assured him I was with my hand down the back of his shorts, feeling his
damp ass trench. He asked me to come back when he was done with his turn
at the booth at 4 p.m. and go back to his hotel with him. While I'd been
talking to this guy, Keith had snagged a handsome kid with a great body and
an obviously big dick. When we left the booth, we had big grins. We
shared our good fortune with each other. He was happy that the hotel would
be his for the evening, so he rushed back to tell his new friend.
"Meeting up again, we did a couple of loops around the Fair, ogling
the men, watching some demonstrations, and several men sucking dick in the
alleys. Both of us were propositioned several times as we walked the
streets. It felt good to the ego, but I didn't find anyone to match that
hot man waiting for me back at the Excelsior booth."
"And how did your tryst with the hot guy at Excelsior go?" I
pressed.
"We got to his hotel room at the Holiday Inn on 8th. On the way
there, he asked me if I were positive or negative. I told him that I was
negative, but had no way to prove it to him. I had a couple of condoms
with me, but you know how much I love to fuck." I nodded. "Well, this guy
was so hot, I knew I wanted to fuck him several times and I told him so.
He assured me we'd have enough condoms, even for a guy my size. We
showered quickly and hit the bed. He went right to what he wanted and that
was to get fucked: no preliminaries of any kind.
"After I nutted up his ass into the condom, he started telling me
again about the porno business and how good I'd be at it." I smirked.
"Yeah," he smiled, "I do love sex. Anyway, he said that the company only
had the hottest men, all were negative, they paid really well, including
travel, and it could all be done in a weekend, so I wouldn't have to worry
about losing work. I was more concerned about putting it out there for the
world to see. I can see the tabloids going on about this professional
football player doing GAY porn, and bareback at that!"
"Yeah, I remember their bareback pitch with only negative guys," I
allowed. "But, I still knew there were ways to get any name on results and
not be truthful. However, I was going to be topping these guys, so didn't
see that as much of a risk. I was probably kidding myself, though."
"I got the same pitch and went through the same logic," Marcus
said. "This guy was a great salesman and he was a lot of fun in bed. I
fucked him a couple more times. We went out to dinner and then went back
to his room to spend the night. We used all of my condoms and his by
morning when Keith called. I agreed to meet him at the Civic Center BART
station and accompany him back to the Oakland airport to meet our flight.
Before I left, my bedmate for the night asked me if he could come see me
the next weekend. I agreed of course. He was a great fuck. He also asked
if I'd get tested before he arrived, because he wanted me to fuck him
bareback all weekend."
"So, did you?" I asked.
"Of course! And I fucked him all weekend, but not nearly as often
was we've fucked in the last 24 hours," he concluded. "No one fucks as
much or as well as we do." He leaned over and kissed me softly again. If
he wanted me to have his babies, all he had to do was kiss me like that
again and I'd gladly carry all his babies to term. He broke the kiss and
looked into my eyes. "You're so fuckin' hot!" he whispered and kissed me
again. His hands on my ass told me he wanted me again.
"Finish the story quickly," I urged. "I want that big dick in my
ass again."
"I could always fuck you as I tell you the rest of the tale," he
suggested.
He spent several minutes eating my ass out before he continued.
"The guy got me to agree to flying down two weeks later to San Francisco.
He'd brought pictures of the guys that had seen my picture and were told of
my big dick. I chose several that I thought looked really good and ranked
them in order of my preference. All of them were muscle bottoms or
certainly willing to bottom for me. I told this guy that I didn't want
some guy who thought he could take me but wasn't sure. So, he took some
pictures of my dick with a ruler beside it and across the top of it. By
the time I got back down to San Francisco, two of the group had dropped
out, but my first two choices still wanted me badly."
"How did the filming session go? I had a real issue with being
able to pull out and not nutt inside these guys. The camera had to catch
the `money shot' as they phrased it," I inquired as he pushed his big dick
up my hungry hole.
"It wasn't easy for me, either, but I managed. But, what did drive
me crazy were the constant interruptions for makeup, camera and sound
adjustments, and lighting. I thought they'd never let me cum. But, it did
make for a monster load."
"Yeah, that's so hard to do. It was like I needed to nutt first
and then start the filming, so I wouldn't be so on edge all the time," I
remembered. "By the way, what was the first film setting?"
"They were all the trite gay situations. The first one was the
massage where I fucked the masseur. He had to have some training, because
he did give me a good massage, not just my dick. The second one was an
escort service. And the third one was a college football team locker room
scene after the game."
"Yeah, typical," I said. "Mine was the gym workout where I was the
trainer. The guy I was with sure didn't need any training. He had a great
body and a butt that desperately needed frequent dick. But, I did show him
a few things he could do."
"I'll just bet you did," Marcus replied. "And you'll see all of my
stellar performances when you visit again."
"I prefer the real-time Marcus," I purred. "Your dick feels so
good deep in my ass. How did I become such a bottom. Nice and slow sure
makes my ass happy."
Marcus slowed even more. His breathing was getting ragged. I
pushed back into him, but he pulled out fast. "I'm gonna nutt if we keep
this pace," he croaked. I turned and saw cum ooze from the piss slit. I
quickly corralled it with my tongue. He pulled away fast. "I'm trying to
stop, Mike!" he protested.
"Why?" I asked. "I need that load," I insisted. I flipped on to
my back and pulled him toward me. His thick dick in my hand leaked more
creamy nutt. He pushed back inside me as I pulled his face down to kiss
me. "Fuck me!" I begged breaking the kiss. I felt his dick jerk as he hit
bottom. "Yeah, baby, breed me!" With a shout, he blasted a huge load into
me. Jet after creamy jet sprayed into my ass, just the way I love it from
him. He pounded my ass, thrusting hard and deep. I couldn't get enough.
With his nuts temporarily emptied again, he pulled out slowly.
With a wet plop, his big dick head waved at me. I turned quickly and
gobbled it down. He leaned over and ate his load from my ass. After a few
minutes, his mouth was on my dick. I quickly pushed him away. "This nutt
is for your butt, Baby. Lay on your stomach," I told him. Eagerly, he
complied. I gave his asshole one final lick and slid my leaking dick into
him slowly. His ass quickly rose to meet me and clamped tightly around my
thick post, dragging me back down to the bed.
"Take the rest of the night, Mike," he whispered. "You feel so big
and perfect inside me."
There was no way that was going to happen, much as I'd have enjoyed
it. My hard dick was severely overheated and my big, heavy balls were
already churning. It was a matter of seconds, not minutes before I'd flood
his black bubble butt again. He grabbed at my ass with both hands and
pulled me down deep into him. I ground my pubes into his tender hole, but
he only pressed down harder, urging me to fuck deep. With a shudder, I
warned him of my impending climax.
He smiled over his shoulder and said, "Bring it on!" There was no
way to stop the tsunami of sperm about to overwhelm his love tunnel again.
He felt my dick jerk inside him and raised his ass off the bed to get me to
pump and seed him once more. Waves of climax crashed into me, blasting
more cum into him as my hips thrust harder and harder. The tip of my nose
and the tips of my fingers tingled with the monster surge of cream into
him. "Yeah, fill my Duncan Hines' with your nutt, Mike! Don't stop
fucking me. Breed my black ass!"
When I finished flopping like a fish out of water on his back with
my dick buried deeply, I caught my breath, but didn't pull out. On the
contrary, my hips continued to pump him as the last dribbles of sperm oozed
into his filled manhole. I kissed his neck and ears, panting from the
exertion of breeding him again. This workout was better than any aerobic
exercise, albeit severely abbreviated.
I glanced at the clock. It was already nearly midnight. "We've
been fucking for 24 hours and it feels like the best day of my life," I
admitted. "And we even had a break between this morning and this
afternoon."
"Yeah, I've sure loved it," he replied dreamily. I started to pull
away, but he stopped me with his big hands. "Don't even think about
leaving the scene of the last breeding until your dick falls out on its
own."
I laughed. "How did I ever find a guy as oversexed as you are and
can match me fuck for fuck? And your skills at eating ass are
unsurpassed," I bragged on him. "You've brought out the kinkiest part of
my sexual desires and I don't feel the least bit guilty about it. And it's
all your fault! You've made me into a sexual pervert."
"Don't you try laying that trip on me, Mike," Marcus laughed. "You
brought all that to the sex we've been up to. And I enabled your behavior
and I'm not apologizing for it either. Also, you've corrupted me. I used
to be this vanilla top guy who wouldn't consider bottoming for some white
boy with a big dick. But, now, you've made me a pussy bottom!"
I finally rolled off him and snuggled in next to him. "I'm the
pussy bottom here," I declared, nuzzling his neck. "It seems to me that
every time we fuck, you're the first one to get off in my ass, not me
pumping a load into your ass. And all this shit about eating out a bred
ass? That's just not something I ever did, with a few exceptions," I
admitted.
"Oh, I did that? Good for me!" he crowed. "Maybe you just never
ate your nutt out of some other guy because you were afraid that he'd think
you were disgustingly kinky. Well, I'm proud to admit that I love eating
my load from your ass and it isn't at all kinky. I think it's cool. And I
love sitting on your face and making you eat your load from my ass. I
totally groove on that."
"You ever do that with other guys?"
"I did a couple of times before I did the porno. And when I did
the porns, I always ate my load out. Sometimes, there were other loads
already up this guy's ass and I didn't really mind. I love cum! I think
that's the reason I did three films instead of one."
"Did you find their marketing to be a little lame?" I asked,
changing the subject slightly.
"In fact, I did," he replied. "They made such a big deal out of
how much I was going to make because they were paying me so much up front
and then the residuals after 1,000 were sold. What a crock of shit!"
"Yeah, I was given the same line of baloney, too," I remembered.
"I'd never heard of Excelsior Productions, but the guys who were doing the
recruiting were amazing muscle studs and the guys I fucked were, too. I
thought they were really on to something. But, maybe their capital dried
up and they couldn't find a distributor or marketing team that would pay
them enough after they paid us and the rest of the production company," I
mused.
"Well, perhaps it is all a blessing in disguise," Marcus observed.
"Did you really want to be a porno star? What about a career after you've
aged a little? What are you going to do then: find some rich, old sugar
daddy to keep you into your old age?"
"All good points," I admitted. "Still, it would have been nice to
have seen it on a shelf somewhere in an adult book store or a website."
"I look at it this way," Marcus finally said. "I got paid some
serious dollars, I got to fuck some amazing men bareback, and I ate out
some incredible butts. It isn't often you can say that, even if you own a
fitness club," he grinned.
"Even at my fitness place, I don't get that many hot men who want
me to fuck them bareback. Not even in a good month will I see that kind of
action. I still have some great memories and wonderful beat-off material
from that weekend I spent as a porno star."
He turned to face me and then leaned in and kissed me again. His
hand rested on my ass and pulled me closer to him. "I'm really happy that
I met you, Mike," he whispered. "You've shown me how much fun it is to
bottom for the right man and how enjoyable a really big dick up my butt can
feel."
"Same to you, big guy," I answered and kissed him back. "If you
happen to wake up in the middle of the night and you need to fuck me, just
do it. I won't mind being awakened by your monster sliding up my ass. Or
if you need to eat my ass out, by all means, do that, too."
"Back at ya," he concurred.
With that, we rolled away from each other (but not very far) and
fell asleep almost instantly. At 4 a.m., my bladder woke me up with a
clear message. "Get out of bed quickly and head to the bathroom or the bed
will be drenched." Not one to ignore a clear message like that, I rolled
out of bed and padded softly to the bathroom. Standing over the toilet, I
released a torrent of piss for a full minute. My bladder had not been
kidding! I decided that I'd abort some of Marcus' babies while I was
there, but again, it was only air. My body and Marcus had taken care of
the nutt he'd sprayed into me.
The door opened slowly. Marcus said, "I'll piss in the sink if I
need to." I immediately left the stool and let him take my place. He sat
and made the same noises and splashes I had. Not one to take advantage of
the poor man, but my dick was still nearly hard from my swollen bladder. I
stood in front of him, but he read my mind. He bent forward and sucked my
engorged dick deeply into his mouth. After a minute, he pulled away.
"That needs to be in my ass next," he said.
We returned to the bedroom and we got into a 69 with each other.
That lasted only long enough for me to get his hole wet. My dick was ready
to nutt and I didn't really want to pump this load down his throat. After
all, he had requested an ass ride. I took him doggie style, always a fan
favorite, with two breaks to eat his hole and keep it wet. But, we did
finish face-to-face, kissing. My load blasted into his ass as I held his
arms above his head so he couldn't flog his dick. I pounded and thrust
deeply into him unloading wave after wave of creamy baby gravy into his
hungry hole. I couldn't get enough of this beautiful man's black ass.
I finally released his arms and continued kissing him. His hands
found my ass and pulled me deeper into him. His ass wanted to ride my dick
until it fell out. I was willing to help out with continued deep thrusts.
But, it couldn't last. I did wilt and slithered out of his ass. He
flipped me around and engulfed my cum-soaked dick with his eager mouth. I
did the same to his dick. But, he pushed me off his dick at least every
ten seconds. "I wanna nutt in your ass, not in your mouth," he finally
said.
I rolled on to my stomach and invited him to breed me as I waved my
ass in the air. He ate my ass out for a few moments, but his need to breed
was too strong to keep that up. In one swift motion, he pressed against my
wet hole with his horse dick and pushed into me. I pushed back into him,
helping him bury that monster deeply inside me. He held me still, trying
to avoid cumming too quickly. But, I still ground my ass into him and did
my best to massage his massive ass probe. His dick jerked twice and I knew
I'd won. "FUCKIN' TAKE IT!" he shouted, as his big nuts unloaded their
contents into me. I kept pressing my ass against his thrusting hips,
begging him to breed me with more and more of his creamy man juices. He
babbled and thrashed atop me, pumping furiously up my butt. His fingers
were hooked over my shoulders, pulling me back into each of his hard
thrusts. If this didn't make babies, I wasn't sure what would. I couldn't
hope to ever get fucked so well, so deeply, and with so much cum.
When his shuddering body finally stopped and his hips fell still, I
looked over and breathed, "You da man! I've never been fucked this well
before, ever!"
"If you think for a minute that's gonna keep my dick in your ass
and not get your dick in my ass, you're crazy," he replied, kissing me on
the ear. I rolled over when he pulled out. "Sit on my face and let's do
this right." Eager to please, I got into a 69 position with him and sucked
his dick while he spread my ass and ate me out like he was starving. It
was probably the best 10 minutes of butt munching and dick sucking we'd
ever had to finish up a good fuck.
"Are we ever gonna get some sleep when we're together?" he wondered
yawning.
"Probably not as much as we should," I admitted. "You do bring out
the worst sexual perversions in me."
"This isn't my fault," he countered. "You're the one who stuck
your dick in my face when I was in the bathroom with you. I was ready to
go back to bed," he smiled. I knew he didn't mean that for a minute.
"You were ready to go back to bed and get fucked is what you were
ready for." He didn't contradict me, but only smiled again.
But, we did go back to sleep and didn't wake up until about 6:30
when the sun was too bright to stay in bed. Well, that's not entirely
accurate. We did stay in bed for another 30 minutes, breeding each other.
After our shower where we played with each other, but didn't fuck, I made
breakfast for us. We talked about our lives a little more, our parents,
and siblings. And he made me promise that we'd sleep at his house that
night. I made him promise that he'd drag out those old porno tapes that
he'd starred in, so we could do in person what he'd done back then. We
agreed to discuss later who would play his role. He left about noon, but
only after we fucked again in my bedroom as we watched my porno disc. It
was a leisurely fuck, lots of foreplay, lots of cum shared. Somehow, we
managed to wait nearly 20 minutes for the "money shots" on the screen.
Then, we blew our loads as well. Of course, we ate butt just like I had in
the film: before, during, and after the fuck. And in our case, we didn't
pull out for the "money shot". We were bred completely and finished it up
like I had in my porno disk: a good deal of ass eating, trying to suck out
as much cum as we could from each other's holes.
He called me early in the afternoon to tell me how much he'd
enjoyed the last 36 hours and that he was looking forward to another
evening of me breeding him repeatedly while we watched the porno discs that
he'd starred in. I assured him that he was going to top me at least as
often as I bred him. Sex-Pigs-R-Us!
I tidied up the house, did the dishes, mowed the lawn, and took
another shower before I left for his place. Of course, I did some special
cleaning of my ass, because I knew I was gonna get fucked a lot if we had
three porno discs to get through this evening. He told me that the first
two discs showed him for only 20 minutes, but the third one featured him
all the way through. They obviously appreciated his sexual skills, too.
When I arrived at his house in the late afternoon, I was wearing
brief cotton gym shorts, the kind that show off everything unless you're
wearing a jockstrap. I wasn't. The muscle shirt was at least one size too
small for me. Marcus immediately pulled it off as I crossed the threshold.
We kissed passionately as he swung the door shut. Spinning me around, he
pulled my shorts down and fell to his knees. His face instantly found my
asshole and ate me out like a starving man. I braced myself against the
door and bent over far enough that he could work his tongue deeply. Nice
greeting, I thought.
He reached between my legs and stroked my very hard dick. It
doesn't take much to give me an erection, but getting my butt eaten out is
at or near the top of the list. Within another minute, I had to brush his
hand away. I was getting far too close to a shattering climax if he didn't
stop jacking me off. His tongue up my butt wasn't cooling my sexual jets,
either.
"I've been missing this sweet ass since I left your house," he
finally breathed, standing up behind me. "And this huge dick of yours
makes my butt pucker every time I touch it," he added. I kicked off my
shorts and hugged him tightly. I hadn't really noticed when I walked in,
but he was shirtless and had since lost his shorts, too. "We gotta fuck!"
he exclaimed, grabbing me by the hand and pulling me toward his bedroom.
Knowing I was willingly following, he dropped my hand. Immediately, I
stepped in behind him and encircled his chest with my muscular arms. We
stopped in the hallway as I drew us together. My hard dick was seriously
wedged between his ass cheeks. My fingers were playing with his nipples as
I nuzzled his neck.
"This is kinda nice," I whispered, grinding my dick harder against
him. His right hand grabbed my thick butt stretcher and aimed it at his
hungry asshole. I pressed a little harder and it slipped inside. He was
pre-lubed. "Good thinking," I purred as I buried the full length of my
dick into his backside. He bent his knees slightly so I could get even
deeper.
"Oh, Fuck," he moaned. "I'm gonna spray the floor, if I don't get
a condom on my dick." I pulled out, hoping that would slow down his race
to a climax. He sighed. "That helps," he sighed. "But, I really want it
back inside me."
"Perhaps it would be best if you fucked me first, considering how
close you were to a climax," I suggested. "I'm not close yet, but probably
will be with you fucking me, just like you were," I cautioned.
"We'll worry about that if it happens. And thanks for being so
understanding."
"Understanding has nothing to do with it. This is pure lust,
Marcus. I wanna be bred and I don't want any of your nutt being wasted in
a condom when it can so easily get sprayed up my ass," I smiled, getting on
the bed on all fours and presenting my ass to him. After a few more
seconds of eating out my asshole, he pressed his massive horse dick against
my back door. Because I'd relaxed, he slipped in easily. "I want your
entire dick all the way in," I begged, pushing back into him.
He grabbed my hips and held me in place. "I'll nutt too soon if
you do that, Mike," he groaned. "I wanna fuck you before I breed you. So
far, I've not done much fucking."
"But, you have done a lot of breeding and that's what I love," I
replied, pushing back into him again.
Please, Mike," he begged. "I wanna enjoy the pleasure of a hot fuck
with you. Of course, you'll get my load. You always do. And the longer I
fuck, the more nutt you'll get," he promised. But, I did acquiesce. I
only tightened my ass.
However, that was more than he could tolerate. "Oh, FUCK!" he
bellowed, driving his dick to the hilt into me. He ground his pubes into
my asshole and held me tightly. Wave after wave of his man-cream jetted
into me. His thrusts were short jabs as he planted more seed deeply. I
counted nine jerks of his dick and felt the first four filling me up before
the volume of his initial load overwhelmed all additional cream. Marcus
clung to my back as his hips pounded and his dick loaded me with more of
his baby gravy in dribbles. "Fuck, what a load," he moaned, kissing me on
the neck and right ear. "You make me nutt more than any man ever has
before, even the porno boys."
"All part of the personal service," I reminded him. He pulled
slowly away and then knelt on the floor and ate my ass out again. "You're
such an ass pig!" I giggled, loving how his tongue worked my ass lips and
drove inside me. He held me tightly against his face, moaning with
pleasure, making more piggy noises. "Our babies will all be boys because
we have only Y-DNA and I hope all of them have your monster dick and bubble
butt," I added.
He rose to his feet and crawled up on the bed beside me. "And they
should have your eyes and beautiful body," he said, kissing me so I could
taste his cum and my ass. "Sit on my face, Baby," he smiled after I broke
this kiss for a moment. "And then I want you to fuck me senseless!"