Date: Fri, 4 Sep 2015 22:02:21 +0000 (UTC)
From: jhtravus@yahoo.com
Subject: Let Me Give You What You Want Chapter 4

I'm glad you guys are really enjoying this one, guys! Comments are so
appreciated at jhtravus@yahoo.com. Reading your feedback makes me want to
get new chapters out even faster, so keep them coming.

If you're unfamiliar with my other stories, check out Horny Exchange
Student in the interracial/high school section and Getting My Moody Son to
Lighten Up in the incest section.


		Let Me Give You What You Want Chapter 4


      The whole afternoon I was petrified to leave my desk and sitting
position out of fear my giant erection I was sporting would cause a
scene. I hadn't gotten off in over 2 long weeks, and the thought of blowing
a load with Troy's dick rubbing against my prostate was making me light
headed. It took everything in me to not excuse myself and remedy my issue
with some quality time in the bathroom or my car, but I figured if I had
waited this long, what's another few hours?

      At 10 minutes to 5 I started to sweat. There was no way I was going
to back out, but the panic began to set in. I was nervous before the first
time we had sex, too, but it was different this time. Last time I was
afraid I wouldn't like it. This time I was afraid I would like it too
much. This whole thing with me submitting myself to another man for sex was
all new to me, but it felt oddly comforting. I liked it. I got up from my
desk and grabbed a file to cover myself as I made the trek up to Troy's
office. There was just no hiding this thing and it was quite literally
pointing me to sex like a dick compass.

      I stepped off the elevator and rounded the corner to his office,
knocking on his door at 5 o'clock sharp.

      "Come in." He summoned.

      I opened the door and quickly shut it behind me, locking it for good
measure. The second I heard the click I dropped the folder to the floor and
sighed.

      "Someone's excited." He smiled, looking at my erection through my
pants.

      "You have no idea, man."

      He got up from his desk and made his way over to me slowly.  He
grabbed my tie and started kissing my cheek. I moaned.

      "What do you want me to do to you?" He whispered into my ear, kissing
me.

      "I want you to fuck me so bad." I groaned.

      "Let's make one thing clear." He said, continuing his assault. "This
ass is mine." He said forcefully, reaching around my hips and grabbing my
ass with both hands.

      "Whatever you want." I sighed, loving his touch.

      "No one gets this ass but me, are we clear?" He commanded.

      "It's yours." I said, melting into him.

       "You give this ass to me, and me only." He said, kissing me on the
lips.

      He slipped his hands inside the waist of my pants and began squeezing
my ass tightly, his warm hands feeling wonderful on my bare skin. He pushed
me over to the wall and pinned my arms up above my head as he began to
really kiss me, thrusting his hips in and out against my groin.

       Fuck, if I wasn't hard as concrete before, I was now.

      I suddenly became aware of the fact that my shirt had been unbuttoned
and my pants were around my ankles. This guy was good. His hands were
caressing my abs and the hair on my chest as he continued to run his tongue
along mine.

      My dick slapped up audibly against my abs as he thrust my underwear
down. There was precum being slung everywhere. In an instant he was gone
from my mouth and my cock gave a jolt as it entered his mouth.

      "Oh my god." I panted. This was new to me. That time he had fucked me
at his apartment he had never sucked my cock. But it was clear to me now
that not only would he suck cock, he enjoyed it.

      "Oh fuck,Troy." I groaned as I felt a moist finger slipping around my
hole. With a big breath, he took more and more of my cock down his throat
and right when he reached my balls, his finger slipped into my hole.

       "Oh fuck!" I yelled as he found my prostate. He immediately slipped
off my dick and smiled cockily as he prodded my prostate over and over
again with his finger. My dick was rock hard as it jolted up and down with
his touch. I could feel the urge to cum growing stronger with every single
tap he made against my prostate.

      "Nuh uh uh." He teased, slowly withdrawing his finger from my hole.

      "Please man, I have to cum." I begged.

      "Oh you will. Don't worry." He said, sliding his pants down to reveal
his equally large cock. It was hard and flaring. He grabbed my face and
kissed me deeply. I felt myself being turned around as he positioned me
against the wall.

      "Oh fuck." I moaned, leaning against the wall as I felt his cock
rubbing against my hole.

      "How bad do you want this dick?" He asked, cockily.

      "I need it bad." I moaned.

      He slipped the head in my hole and kissed my ear. I groaned.

      "Is this enough?" He teased.

      "I want it all, Troy. Please." I begged.

      "Oh you want all of this dick in your ass?" He said enthusiastically.

       He wrapped his arms around my abs as he thrust forward. Drool
escaped my lips as I groaned while I felt his thick dick going up my ass
until I felt it reach the end. He was 100% in me and I felt every inch of
it. If was just as big as I remembered, and my ass was stretching to
accommodate him. I breathed in and out slowly as he began to thrust in an
out. He was big, no doubt, but it still felt good as it ran over my
prostate. My dick was rock hard, waving up and down as he fucked me. A glob
of precum was massing at the head. I reached out a hand to jack it but Troy
immediately intercepted it and put it back up against the wall.

      "You let me take care of that." He whispered into my ear. He
continued to fuck me against the wall, my urge to cum reaching an
unbearable level. Each thrust he made into me brought me closer and closer
to the edge. 2 and a half weeks of sperm was needing to be released, and
Troy was going to fuck it out of me when he decided I should cum.

      "Oh fuck, Troy." I said through gritted teeth. He was doing this on
purpose. He was long dicking me, making sure the exposure his dick had on
my prostate was as pleasurable for me as possible.

       "Oh my god." I groaned, feeling my dick start to bounce
uncontrollably as he continued plowing into me.

       I managed to lean my head down and watch as the thickest load I had
ever seen began to shoot out of my rock hard cock, completely untouched.

      "Oh my g-" I panted, out of breath.

       I did everything I could to hold my eyes open as the deepest orgasm
I had ever experienced in my life swept over me. Every muscle in my body
seemed to strain as more and more cum shot out of my dick.

       "Fuck!" I shouted, the cum spraying against the wall and dripping
down to the floor. There was no end in sight. He started fucking me harder
and harder, my dick swinging left and right, up and down, spraying
everything in its path with more cum. I had no idea how long I had been
under this orgasm, but the harder Troy thrust into me the more I shot.

      ******************************

      Something outside woke me up. A familiar feeling came over me as I
gathered my bearings. I was in Troy's apartment. I realized he had one arm
wrapped around my chest and he was snoozing soundly next to me. I felt
safe. I felt valued. I felt desired. I felt respected. I felt loved. I
shook my head remembering how I had woken up in this exact same position
two and a half weeks ago, desperate to escape, and how this time there was
no place I'd rather be. I immediately fell into a deep sleep with Troy
pressed against me.

      I was the first to wake up. I opened my eyes and saw Troy sleeping
next to me and an absolutely euphoric feeling came over me.  I was a lucky
man. I had the opportunity to explore my sexuality with the sexiest man I
had ever laid eyes on. And he wanted me. He looked past all of the pathetic
school girl drama I had burdened him with and still wanted to be with me.

      I crept into the kitchen to start breakfast. Not even two minutes
later Troy emerged from the bedroom, completely naked with a smile on his
face; his thick dick swinging from his waist as he walked into the kitchen.

      "You know for a second there I thought you'd split again." He said,
laughing.

      "I'd like to see you try to get rid of me now." I smiled, leaning
into him for a deep kiss.  Damn his lips felt good. His smooth face felt
great against my facial hair. I wondered what I felt like to him. He
apparently didn't have any problems with it as he continued to kiss me
until I realized the pot I was filling with water at the sink was running
over.

      "Don't let me distract you from making breakfast." He laughed. "I'm
starving."

      Boy was that an understatement. After he fucked me against the wall
in his office yesterday afternoon we got dressed and headed back to his
apartment where he fucked me again and again and again until we passed out
from exhaustion. I won't even pretend to guess how many loads he fucked out
of me that night. I lost count after I came for the eighth time and I know
he had mounted me another couple of times after that before the night was
over.

      This was the best sex I had ever had in my life. No question. I had
had a lot of sex in my life, but the intimacy I felt with Troy and handing
over control to another man as I submitted to him was intoxicating. Not to
mention the extra stimulation of having a big dick slamming into your
prostate that you can't have with women. Needless to say I was no longer a
straight man. And I had no desire to look back. I was smitten.


      I moved in with Troy after 3 weeks. I had never moved this fast in a
relationship before, but Troy made me happy and why should I have to make
the walk of shame home to my side of the city every single night when I
could fall asleep every night in his powerful arms instead? It was a no
brainer.

      And yes, along with this new life was this new identity. I had
decided I was truly gay. Did I still find women attractive? Yes. But I
didn't feel the need to mate with women anymore. I was having the best sex
of my life with a man and I was not looking back. Sorry Claire, the
pressure to have grandchildren is falling to you, sissy. And speaking of
Claire, she was the person I was closest to on this earth and I had been
afraid to tell her about my situation. I knew she would be more than fine
with me being gay, it's the "the boyfriend who used to fuck you is now
fucking me instead" part that made me apprehensive to cue her in on the
situation. It was when I was staring over at my handsome man from across
breakfast before work one day that I knew I needed to tell her. I was
falling in love with this man. I needed to come clean.

      I took Claire out for some drinks the following night. Incidentally
this was the same bar where Troy had convinced me to let him fuck me what
seems like a lifetime ago. Claire was excited to see me. We had talked on
the phone like we always do for the past two months but she had sensed I
had been distant. And it was because I was being distant. It was time to
tell her why.

      We sat at the bar and each ordered our drinks. She sipped from her
signature vodka soda while I sipped on my scotch.

      "You know if people didn't know any better they'd think you were
taken already." She teased, noting the fact that we looked like an
attractive couple in the midst of a bunch of horny singles. "I love the new
facial hair, by the way." She added, pinching my cheek.

      "Who do you have your eyes on?" She asked, used to playing wing-woman
for my bachelor-esque ways.

      "Claire-" I interjected.

      "The girl over by the window is cute." She stared.

      "Claire-" I tried again.

      "I could try to get her number for you." She mumbled, fixing her
hair.

      "Claire!" I yelled, putting my palm on her hand, signifying I wanted
her to sit down.

      "What's up?" She asked, knowing I was serious.

      "I need to tell you something." I said slowly.

      "Oh my god, you got a girl pregnant, didn't you?" She gasped.

      "No, Claire. Just listen." I said calmly.

      "What is it?" She asked, sensing I was really nervous.

      "I-" I struggled. "I think- I think I'm gay, Claire."

      She paused.

      "You what?"

      "I think I'm gay." I repeated, more sternly this time.

      "You think you're gay?" She asked, in disbelief.

      "Actually, I know I'm gay." I said, taking a sip of scotch.

      "What are you talking about, Jason, you're the horniest guy I
know. You practically sleep with any hot girl who walks in a room."

      "I used toÉ" I said, still kind of confused myself.

      "What do you mean you used to?" She asked, mocking me.

      "I mean I used to. That's not what I want anymore." I said honestly.

      "And so, what, you're just switching to dudes now?" She asked,
skeptically.

      "It's not like that, Claire. It's- I can't really explain it."

      "Look Jason, you know I'm down with the gays. You and I have been
going to pride with friends for years now. But are you really sure this is
what you want?"

      "I'm more than sure, Claire." I sighed.

      "Oh my gosh!" She squealed. "I am so happy for you!"

      "Thanks, Claire." I smiled.

      "So what's your type?" She leaned in, deviously.

      "Yeah, about that. . ." I began.

      "Uh huh?" She urged me to continue.

      "I've actually been seeing someone. . ." I said awkwardly.

      "Oh my gosh, Jason! Tell me about him!"

      "It's Troy Jennings, Claire. . ." I mumbled, fumbling around with the
tablecloth.

      Her face dropped. "M- My Troy?" She asked slowly.

      "Your Troy." I said softly.

      "Okay. . ." She began. "Okay. It's okay."

      "Claire?"

      "Okay. That's fine. Whew! Okay."

      "Claire, talk to me."

      "It's okay, Jason. It's just kind of a shock."

      "It's bound to be." I replied.

      "I mean, I didn't think Troy was gay, but then again I didn't think
you were gay either, so what do I know?"

      "So you're really okay with this?" I asked.

      "I think I really am, Jason." She smiled, holding my hand.

	"Oh my gosh, I'm so happy!" She squealed, excited.

      "Seriously?" I laughed.

      "This is amazing, Jason, I am so happy for you!" She gushed. "Have
you two. . ."

	"We have . . ."

	"Isn't he amazing?" She winked.

	"Alright, this conversation is over." I said, getting up from the
table.

	"Aww, Jason, come on." She sighed.

	"I love you. Call you later." I kissed her on the cheek.

	"Come back, Jason! I have so many questions!"

	"Not a chance in hell, Claire!" I called back, waving goodbye to
her.