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Whiskey; or the Night I Begged for my Bro’s Cock
Thanks for all the love fellas. It’s been great; enjoy this final queue. Catch you on the flip side. You guys are awesome!
Toward the end of the summer I was hanging out with a buddy, we were just shooting the shit watching Netflix or something. I don’t quite remember the details, we were a little hung over from the night before. After mindlessly looking for something interesting to watch we landed on some Nick Cage movie; I hadn’t seen it and I don’t recall if he had. I guess it doesn’t really matter.
Anyway we were sitting there just relaxing. Every time we hang especially when it’s just the two of us he constantly touches his cock—drives me fucking nuts. Makes me just want to get on my knees and suck him. He knows exactly what he does to me. And the urge is even worse when he wears mesh shorts. Looking at the hot outline of his cock and balls makes me so eager. So it was a day that was a deadly combination for me as we sat there together relaxing watching some bad Nick Cage movie, he in a pair of red mesh shorts constantly grabbing himself.
I don’t believe we got very far into the movie, maybe 10 minutes, before I looked at him with my eyebrow raised. “You need some help with that?”
“Help with what?”
“You know what I’m talking about.”
His smile was wide, ear-to-ear. “No, why don’t you tell me.”
Ass, wanted me to say it out loud. I rolled my eyes. “You’re practically jacking your dick off. If you’re not careful I’m going to have to suck it.”
“Yeah? That’s what you want?” He grabbed at his waistband exposing his half-hard beer can. “Then you better start working on this cock.”
I lingered for a moment, just looking back at him. The two of us smiling shit-eating grins. But my hesitation quickly passed. I was down on my knees tasting his cock like a dog with a new bone. As I bobbed up and down on his thickening cock I could taste his funk and smell his intoxicating scent on his pubes. It made me delirious. I let his cock plop out of my mouth, looked straight into his eyes, and then licked his balls before tracing my tongue up his shaft. He groaned, “Fuck yeah. You like that cock? You like sucking my cock?”
I whimpered my affirmative. I fucking love sucking his cock. I reached up and massaged his balls as I opened my mouth again and sank all the way down. His dick stretching my throat.
“OH! FUCK!” He said. I let my lust overwhelm me. I just wanted to sit there all day sucking him, worshiping his massive cock. It was like the perfect cock. I kept looking at him, our eyes would lock, and he’d smile a knowing smile.
After a few minutes of working his dick, he told me to get up. We smiled at each other as he slipped his cock back into his shorts. I wanted to keep blowing him, but clearly he had other plans. The movie played on some, I barely paid attention. I just kept thinking about his dick. My own cock stiff and leaking in my jeans. I don’t know how long we sat, cracking jokes about Nick Cage, making snarky comments about the movie before I felt his hand on the back of my head. He pulled on to his cock again. I licked at the fabric, he pulled his cock out. I started working on him. Licking and sucking his huge dick. Swallowing it, tasting it, making love to his balls. He moaned and encouraged me, I whimpered and groaned. It was so fucking hot, worshiping cock like that.
I sucked on it for a while. We continued this throughout the movie. Sometimes on my knees between his legs other times on my stomach across the coach with his hands down my pants tickling my hole. Ignoring the movie, only to have him stop me after a few minutes so we could go back to watching Nick Cage do whatever he was doing. We repeated this process for the entire movie, it was like a two and half hour movie. Me sucking my buddy’s cock for about 5 or 10 minutes before he’d tell me to stop. Then we’d watch the movie for about 10 or 15 minutes before I’d go back to sucking him off.
Eventually the movie was over, both of us were fucking horned as shit. I couldn’t believe my buddy was able to let me blow him for that entire movie without cumming. As the credits rolled, he got up to take a piss. I followed him to his bathroom just off the kitchen so I could watch him. As his stream began to flow he told me to get on my knees and drink straight from the tap. I didn’t even hesitant. I leapt across the kitchen getting my knees to drink down his hot salty piss.
I heard him laugh at how eager I responded to his instructions. I drank down as much piss as I could, a few drops dripped down my chin. Once he finished we went to the fridge and cracked open some beers. We chatted a bit about the movie, joked about how I just fucking slurped down his piss.
As he leaed back against the counter he smiled that shit eating grin again. “Get back to working on my dick.” I was on my knees before he had even finished his statement.
I slurped and licked and swallowed his cock. He groaned. I massaged his heavy balls. I wanted him to cum in my mouth so bad. I bobbed up and own, pushing myself as far as I could go until my nose was buried in his bush. I wanted him in me so badly. I wanted him to use my throat. He put his hand on the back of my head and then started to fuck my mouth. I stuck my tongue out as he pulled himself out of my mouth and then slammed himself back in. My spit was all over his cock, balls, and drooling down my chin and neck.
“Suck that dick, faggot. You like being my little bitch. Yeah you’re such a nasty little cocksucking bitch. You love my fat cock, don’t you boy? Work it, stud. Work my fucking cock.” A steady stream of nastiest names he could think of came out of his mouth. It only encouraged me to service his cock harder, better, faster. The smell of spit on skin filled his kitchen, our grunts and groans echoed off the walls.
Just as I thought he was about to cum, he made to stop. He grabbed and forced me to stand, grabbing at my fly and pulling my pants down. He flipped me out and pushed me over. I felt his thick cock press against my hole. It felt so fucking good. Was he going to fuck me? He teased my hole for a few seconds, rubbing his cock against me. I begged for him to slam me.
“You want that cock inside of you, bro? You want me to use you like a whore?”
“Fuck yeah! Fucking please!” Then I felt him push harder into me. I moaned as his cock began to open me up. He didn’t give me any time to adjust. He slammed himself all the way into me. “FUCK YEAH! FUCKING SLAM ME PLEASE, BRO” His neighbors must have heard me. And he obliged. He railed my hole hard. Pulling himself completely out and then slamming himself all the way inside of me, his balls slapping against mine. It felt so amazing. I was moaning, grunting, begging for him to fuck me hard. He gripped my waist tightly. He fucked me so hard I thought I might lose my balance.
I reached down to start jacking my cock. Pre-cum was leaking out all over the place. I grabbed my dick tightly and started to furiously rub. I was going into complete bliss, overwhelmed with lust and my animal urges. Suddenly I heard my buddy groan loudly. Was he about to cum? He slammed himself completely into me and held himself there. He was stopping himself just before orgasm. I begged for him to continue fucking me.
“No,” he said. “I want you to cum for me.”
“Fuck yes.” I stood up and started to jack off as hard as I could. His cock still rubbing against my hole, his hand holding neck as he growled in my ear, encouraging me, degrading me, and driving me wild. Suddenly I felt my balls tighten and I immediately starting to shot across his kitchen floor. Volley after volley of my cum just spilling onto the floor.
“That’s my boy. Fucking cum for me.” I just kept cumming. It was amazing. It was one of the most amazing orgasms I’ve ever had. As it subsided I started to pant, completely out of breath. My buddy laughed. “Dude, you shot like five feet across my floor.”
“Whatever, no I didn’t.”
“Yeah, you did. See.” He walked over of where the furthest volley of my cum landed. It was like five or six feet from where I was standing.
“Fuck. Damn. Well that was a hot time.” We laughed, put our clothes on, and grabbed some paper towels to clean up. I’m still jacking off to this encounter. Can’t wait til I see my buddy again.
Every Fourth of July weekend my buds and I head out of town for a camping trip. There’s a core group of us that go every year, while other friends join us when they can. Usually we go on some big hiking and climbing trip to some place a few hours away from the city, but this past summer when just went out to a campground that was only about an hour away. We decided it would be a good summer to just drink and spend the weekend tubing.
This year one of my close buddies invited a co-worker on the trip. Dude was fucking hot as shit. Gingery blond hair, a beautiful fucking beard, tall, he was relaxed but commanded everyone’s attention. As soon as I laid eyes on him my cock started to chub and my hole started to ache for his use. I knew I was going to have to rub one out a few times on this trip thinking of being used by this hot stud. I offered my hand, “Sean,” he said. His handshake was firm yet not overly assertive. God, I was so turned on.
The day was a blur. We drank, floated down the river, rough housed. It was a great time. Always enjoyed these trips with my buds. I couldn’t help but check out Sean. He had a perfectly furry chest and a prominent bulge. I couldn’t help but imagine what his cock and balls looked like; the thought of kneeling before him and just taking him all in just turned me on. I quickly put those thoughts aside. This was just supposed to be a relaxing trip; I could jack off thinking about him in my tent tonight… and again tomorrow night. And then at home as much as I wanted. We continued to all just chill and drink.
After we returned to our campsite we got the fire going, food cooking, some of us threw a football back and forth. As we drank more and ate, Sean and I got to know each other. He was a really fantastic guy, just really cool. We ended the night drinking scotch around the campfire. One by one my buds drifted off to their tents to pass out. In the end it was just me and Sean. We sat their laughing and chatting for a little while longer. As the fire began to die out we decided that it was probably best for us to pass out too.
“I need to piss before I pass out.” He looked around. “Think I can make it to the head?”
“I don’t know, man, it’s pretty dark. You could just go up to that tree and piss there. That’s what I did.”
“Yeah, I could. Or I could just piss on the fire.”
“You could.” I laughed. He stood up and pulled his cock out. My jaw dropped. His heavy stream came out quickly. I couldn’t break my stare, his cock was hotter than I imagined. The fire spit and sizzled.
“Like what you see, boy?”
“Oh! Sorry man.” My face went flush.
“It’s alright. I know you’ve been lusting after my dick all day. Why don’t you get over here and taste it.” I wasn’t sure if it was the scotch, my lust, or his voice. Maybe it was all three. I scampered over to him, knelt, and swallow his fat flaccid cock whole. I tasted his piss as a little bit dribbled out. I moaned. It was fucking hot. “Fuck yeah, boy. Suck my cock and swallow the rest of my piss.” He released the last little bit of his piss into my mouth. I eagerly swallowed it down, moaning as I did. Then he began to swell and fill my mouth. I began to work furiously, bobbing back and forth to get him fully erect. As his cock became more engorged he began to fuck my face hard. I gagged, but wanted more. It was so hot to have this stud who I just met a few hours ago fucking my face by a dying fire. The hint of his urine in the air and the last of it in my stomach. Our buds just down a small hill passed out in their tents.
I wasn’t sure how long I sat their worshipping his cock, hearing him grunt and encourage me. I rubbed my own cock trapped beneath my jeans. I stopped looking up at him. “Fuck man. This is so hot.”
“Yeah it is.”
“You want to go back to one of our tents?”
“Sure.” I stood up, he left his massive cock hang out of his fly. We walked down the slope. The water of the river glowed in the moonlight. I had the sudden urge to go jump back in the river.
“Want to go for a swim first?” I ask him. “We could fuck around in the river.”
“I don’t know man.”
“C’mon.” I ran to shore and stripped down to nothing. My cock rock hard in front of me. He followed slowly down. I quietly slipped into the water trying not to wake anyone. “This water is fucking nice, man.” I moved further out, but he remained on shore. His massive cock waiting for me to return. I motioned for him to come out again, he didn’t move. Realizing he wasn’t coming out I swam back to shore. “Not into skinny dipping?”
“It’s not that man. I was just admiring your hot little ass in the moonlight.”
“Yeah? Hot.” I grabbed my clothes.
“Leave them off,” he said. We walked back toward our tents, me stark naked and his cock still hanging free out of his fly. It was one fucking sexy cock. We got to my tent first.
“Ever do poppers?”
“You got poppers?”
“I do.”
“Fucking hot.” I rummaged through my backpack before finally finding what I was looking for. I held the bottle up.
“See.” I motioned for him to sit down.
“Not here,” he said. “We’re too close to everyone.” He grabbed my arm and pulled me toward this big oak that was between our campsite and the next one. We had no cover from any direction, and we were only ten feet away from anyone. I was excited, were we just going to fuck around right here? “Take a hit and get on your knees.”
I inhaled deeply. The rush was intense, must have been the combination of all the alcohol and the poppers, I was suddenly dizzy as fuck and completely crazed for his cock. He grabbed the bottle from my hands as I sank to the ground. My knees felt cool mud. I swallowed his cock whole again, this time his massive cock went all the way down my throat. I could hardly breathe, but I need to worship his cock so badly. He moaned, his hand gripped the back of my head. He leaned back against the tree and began to pull his cock all the way out of my mouth before shoving himself all the way back in, stretching my throat. It was the most amazing feeling to be his mindless cockslut right there. People sleeping just feet away. I was completely naked, if we were caught he could easily slip his cock back in his pants. But I would be completely exposed. That just made me hotter. I was a bitch, HIS bitch. He was in complete control. My rush began to wear off, I began to gag, and tears welled up. He put the bottle beneath my nostrils again.
“Take a huge hit, faggot.” His whisper hoarse and aggressive. I didn’t think, just obeyed, filling my lungs with as much as I could. My jaw relaxed, my throat opened, I pushed myself as far as I could go on his thick beer can cock. My nose was buried in his wild pubes. I needed to inhale him, I needed to fill my lungs with his scent. “Fuck yeah!” He began to fuck my throat roughly again. Grunting and groaning, calling me the nastiest names he could think of. My hole burned for attention. I reached down and began to rub my pussy, hoping he’d fuck me right there. So what if someone caught us, they’d probably start using me too. I mean after all that was my purpose, I was a faggot cumdump.
I needed air. I took deep breaths looking up at him. I wanted to kiss him, I wanted him to fuck me. I stood up and leaned in. He grabbed my throat, squeezing lightly. “No, boy. No kissing. You’re my bitch. You do as I say. When I say it. When I want it. No complaints. I own you. Deal?”
“Sir, yes, Sir.” He flipped me around, holding my hard against the tree.
“You got to earn my cum, boy. Jack your fucking cock. Cum for me, boy.”
“Sir, yes, Sir” I began to furiously jack off right there. People sleeping sounding so close, we were completely exposed, I was completely naked. He stared hard into my eyes and held my neck firmly. With his other hand he put the bottle of poppers below my nostrils again.
“One last hit, boy. Then you cum. I want to see you spill your seed all over the ground.”
“Yes. Yes… Sir, yes, Sir.” I breathed in again, letting the poppers overwhelm me. Letting his firm control overwhelm me. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Was I really Sean’s faggot cumdump? The bark dug into my back. My ass hole yearned for his use. Yes, yes I was. This was so fucking hot. So fucking surprising. I never thought something like this would happen to me this weekend. My balls went firm against my body. I groaned.
“Yeah, boy. You going to cum for me?”
“Fuck, yes, yes, oh god, yes, Sir!” I felt that familiar feeling well up, that bliss, that urgency. Then there it was. I could feel volley after volley of my cum shoot, volley after volley landing hard on the ground.
“Fuck yes, boy. Let it all out.” His hoarse whisper sending me further into orgasmic bliss. My eyes rolled back into my head. I shivered as my cum just kept coming. It wouldn’t stop. It was so amazing. Fuck yes was all I could think. I was owned, here I was a complete bitch for this stud of a man. What else would he do to me? My orgasm subsided. He let go of my neck. I was completely out of breath. His cock was still fully engorged.
I gasped for air. “Do you want me to finish you off, Sir?”
“No. Not tonight. You did good. Now go to bed. I have plans for you for the rest of this trip. Don’t worry. Be a good boy and you’ll be rewarded.”
“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”
“Go to bed.” He turned, still leaving his cock out. I followed. When I got to my tent I paused and looked at him again. We caught eachother’s eyes just before we zipped our tents up. The cool air across my body felt so nice. I was exhausted and drunk. He grabbed his cock, began jacking off, and zipped his tent closed. Quietly I hoped to hear him groan as he came all over himself. I couldn’t fight off sleep and before I heard anything from him I passed out.
Needless to say, that was one of the best Fourth of July camping weekends I have ever been on. And as far as I know, none of my buds have any clue what Sean and I got up.
A few weeks ago an old buddy of mine was town. We used to hook up all the time in college, it was always fucking hot. He was one of the dudes who I began to explore my kinky side with. We used to smoke up and play with toys, play outside, get nasty, fuck in pools, arrange group sessions. Dude was so much fun. And his cock is sexy as fuck, heavy goose-egg balls, nice layer of fur across his chest, perfect fucking build, always ready with a shit-eating grin. I met him my sophomore year and we just never stopped fucking. That is, until we graduated. He got a job out in Chicago, while I got a job in the city where our college was located. We’ve kept in touch, we met up when were in the same town; he’s one of my closest bros.
And our sex, when we have, is still hot as fuck.
I can tell you that when Snapchat came along he was one of my first Snapchat buddies and I’m pretty sure that we exchange more naughty Snaps than anything else. Did a whole story for him once of me jacking off and riding my dildo while I begged for his cock. “Oh fuck Daddy, I need you in me. I need your fucking cum, Daddy. Please use me.” When he finally told me to fucking cum, I shot buckets—shooting all over my stomach, chest, face, bed. I couldn’t help but eat half of it for him. Fresh, hot cum so fucking delicious.
Last time he was in town on business for a few days we met up for happy hour for drinks and food. It was an awesome time. We hadn’t been able to hang out in a while, so it was great to catch face-to-face. We definitely had more beers than we should have, but that’s typical of us.
After we were done we decided to go back to his hotel room. The door lock clicked behind us and I didn’t waste any time. “Dude, I brought my dildo with me tonight.”
“Yeah? The one you fucked yourself with on Snapchat.”
“Yep.”
“Hot.” We both were smiling from ear-to-ear. There was a sudden vibrancy in the air. He pinched my nipple hard. “Strip, bro. You’re going to ride that fucking dildo for me tonight. I want to see it live.”
I stripped down, hopped on the bed, and showed him my hole. I was ready for whatever he was going to do to me. He pulled the toy out of my bag and chuckled. Shivers wracked my body as he tickled my ass, his finger slowly rubbing the thick, cool lube around. “Fuck yeah.” I moaned. Then he pushed his finger into me, there was some resistance but I relaxed and allowed him to glide up to that special spot. He massaged my prostate sending waves of pleasure through me. My head hit the pillow as I moaned even louder.
“You like that, bro? You like feeling me inside of you?”
“Oh yeah, bro. Finger me. Feels so fucking good.”
He pulled his finger out and then slipped two in. His movement becoming faster. No longer was he focusing on massaging my prostate instead he steadily fucked me with his fingers, stretching me out. Then he slipped two more fingers from his other hand into me.
“FUCK!” He knew how to work me, make me feel so good. And all he was doing was finger fucking me, warming me up. He looked down at me, smiling a devilish grin.
“Stand up.” I did as I was told, steadying myself by touching the ceiling. He laid down, still fully clothed. He squirted some more lube onto his hand and started to rub it all over the dildo. “Stand over me.” With his dry hand he supported me by grabbing my chest just below my neck. “Now fuck yourself.” I felt the head of my dildo on my hole, it felt so amazing. I moaned. I pushed back, the head stretched my hole wide. I felt that fleeting sharp pain that let me know I was about to be fucked. I loved it. Then I pushed back more. The dildo was perfectly coated, without much work it slipped all the way into me balls-deep. My buddy moved his leg up to hold the toy deep inside of me. He pushed it deeper. I moaned again. Felt amazing to be looking down at my buddy fully clothed, me completely naked with a big dildo buried deep in my hole.
I started to move back and forth. Grunting. The toy stretching me, invading me. I felt so dirty to be used like this. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” With each thrust all the way into me I couldn’t help myself. It felt so good. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Yeah, bro. You like that? You like me fucking myself? FUCK!”
“Fucking yourself like a good faggot. Doing just as I say. Hot, boy. You’re a nasty cumdump. My nasty cumdump, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” I was fucking myself hard. His leg still supporting the dildo as I rode it hard. He looked up at me with the perfect view of my sex toy coming all the way out of my hole before it slammed back into me. I was a bitch in heat. My cock was rock hard, my balls were swinging.
“Fuck yeah, bro! Faster! Destroy that pussy for me.” I howled and moved faster. His hand moved up to my neck, I felt a sudden pleasure. He was choking me. “Who’s bitch are you? Who owns that hole?”
I felt the blood filling my head. “YOU DO! My hole belongs to you! I’m your cumdump bitch!”
“That’s fucking right, boy!” I was riding it hard, going absolutely wild. My eyes rolling back into my head. Pre-cum dripping from my cock. There I was completely exposed, completely naked, and fucking myself in front of my bud. Standing over him and just being a complete cockslut with a big piece of silicone. He was in total control and I was just a bitch.
Suddenly he told me to stop and get on my back. He stood up, unzipping the fly of his jeans, and pulling his fat cock out. I begged him to let me suck it. “See how horny you’re making me. But you can’t suck it.” Instead he put his cock back in his boxers and shoved my face in his crotch. As I licked the fabric and took deep breaths he grabbed the base of the dildo and slammed my hole hard. Harder than I thought was possible. He pulled the toy all the way out and slammed it back in. He was driving me wild, the hot funk of his dick, his solid fullness, his firm hand on the back of my head, and he just fucked my pussy hard. Destroying me. “Jack your fucking cock, bitch! Now! I want to see you cum!”
I began to furiously jack my cock. Pre-cum lubing my efforts. I was moaning loudly now. Anyone walking in front of his room certainly would hear me. I didn’t care. I kept licking and smelling, he kept slamming, and I kept jacking. Suddenly I felt my balls tighten and that sense of blissful immediacy swelling up in my cock. I howled. Volley after volley of my thick cum covered my chest.
“Fuck yeah. Cum for me. Show me all that cum. Fuck! Look at all that.” He laughed. As my orgasm subsided I began to laugh too. He removed his hand so I could see my huge load all over my body. Sweat dripped from my forehead. He smiled down at me. “You are one fucking hot dude.”
“So are you man. That was fucking wild.”
“Yeah it was.” He zipped his fly back up. I pulled the dildo out of my hole as he tossed me a towel to clean up. “Let’s go get you some more drinks?”
Twenty minutes later we back down in the hotel bar sharing some more beers. I’m definitely looking forward to his next visit.
I have a good buddy who I hook up with every once and a while; it’s not a regular thing and we never plan it, it just kind of happens. We’ve had some pretty fucking hot times. He’s a running and climbing buddy too. I’d be lying if I told you we hadn’t fucked around sometimes when we’re out running or even a few times when we’ve headed out for a climb—those are some of our hottest fucks. But I’ll recount those later.
The last time we fucked was pretty hot, although honestly there wasn’t any actual fucking. The two of us had gone out on a Friday night, nothing special just went to get some drinks and shoot the shit. We went to one of our favorite bars, scope out the bros and hipsters like we always do, and drink a couple of whiskeys.
After about an hour or two we were both knackered; we went back to his place and drank some more. Needless to say by the end of the night I couldn’t drive home. No big deal, we went to his room, stripped, and passed out. Not too uncommon for us—just two good friends naked and cuddling in bed.
I don’t know how long I was asleep, but sometime in the middle of the night I just woke up. My dick was rock hard and I was suddenly fucking horned as shit. I couldn’t resist, I reached down and my buddy was solid as well. He moaned as I squeezed his fat cock; still completely asleep.
My hand was tight around his huge dick. For shits and giggles I started to jack him off. Give him a little tug for a few minutes then when my arm got tired roll over and pass back out. Or when he told me stop. Or when sleep hit me again. Whichever came first. He moaned again. I moved my head in a little closer to him, his nipples were hard. Without any thought I started to kiss and suck on them. With my other hand I reached down and started to massage his balls; he always enjoyed that. He moaned and I moaned in respond. There was a wave of pleasure that washed over me. I exhaled, the arousal was too much. Pre-cum began to leak from my cock. Suddenly me need took over. I began to rub my cock against his leg, smearing my pre-cum over him which only aroused me further.
My hand began to move faster, my mind went blank, all I wanted to do was feel his cum. He pushed me back, threw the covers off of us, his hand reaching between my legs and his finger tickling my hole. “Fuck! I moaned. “Fuck. Jesus fuck!”
“Jack your fucking cock, bro.”
I moaned loudly as the sensation of his finger massaging my hole and my hand rubbing my cock washed over me. My eyes rolled back. It felt so fucking good. Here we were half asleep, naked and hard, jacking each other off.
“You like that?”
“Yeah, man.” I mumbled. He stopped reach into the drawer of his bedside table pulling out some lube and a little brown bottle. He grabbed my hand to stop me jacking off. I felt the cool thick liquid fall on my cock. Then he put the little brown bottle below my nose.
“Take a hit.” He whispered, his heavy husky voice was such a turn on. I took a deep hit. Suddenly I felt that rush, the only thing that mattered now was cock… was HIS cock. “Jack that cock, boy.”
“Yes, Sir.” It felt so fucking good – his finger back tickling my hole and my hand wrapped around my dick. “Please fuck me! Oh fuck please fuck me.”
“No.” His voice flat and stern. My hand vigorously rubbing my cock. Thoughts of him pounding me racing through my head. I pushed my ass over toward his cockhead, spreading my legs wide over his crotch.
“Please fuck me. Oh please. I need you in me.” I begged furiously.
“No.” I could feel my balls tighten, blood engorging my dick making it even harder. “Cum for me.”
“But, dude, I need you in me!”
“No. Shoot that load. I want to see you cum.”
“Oh fuck!” I couldn’t believe he was denying me. It was so hot, my hole was so hungry for his thick cock slamming me. With each one of his refusals I wanted him in me more. My pussy was so hot. I needed him. My hand moving faster bringing me closer and closer to completion. I didn’t want to cum, but I wanted to follow my bud’s orders. I was conflicted, but knew I needed to obey.
“Cum, baby. Cum for me.”
There is was. His calm voice, his huge cock just inches from my hole. His control and denial to give me what I so desperately wanted in that moment. I was his eager bitch. I was going to cum for him. And with that thought my balls released their seed. My moans filling his dark room.
“There you go stud. Yeah that’s it. Shoot that load all over yourself.” I felt the first few volleys hit my stomach and chest, then another hit my face, there was another, it just kept coming. Just when I thought my orgasm wouldn’t end I felt the last few volleys come, cum dribbling out. It was thick and everywhere. “Dude, that was fucking hot.” He laughed. “You fucking got some on my beard.”
“Did I? Fuck, that’s hot. Shot across my face a couple times too.”
“What do you bet in the morning we find some of your dried cum on my headboard.” We laughed. In the darkness I licked my cum off his beard and then we kissed. It was hot, passionate.
“You want to go now?”
“No, dude. I’m fucking tired. Let’s save that for the morning. I got some plans for you. It might involve the shower.”
“Hot.” I smiled, rolling closer to him. My cum sandwiched between us, my arm thrown across his broad chest. Within minutes we were both passed out, totally relaxed, smelling of sex, sweat, and my seed.
As you may have noticed I’ve set up another queue. I’ve gotten many requests to keep my blog up, but just let it remain dormant. Clearly I did not fully appreciate how much you all enjoy my blog. So for the foreseeable future I’m keeping my blog up. Not only have I set up a queue, I’ve included a few treats as a farewell. Thank you for so much support; you guys are totally fucking awesome.
Just remember: embrace your desires, ensure that you’re not compromising yourself or what you want, getting hurt or hurting others, and most of all no matter how deep you go into the DOM/sub fantasy you can always say no. You have nothing to be ashamed. We all have different landscapes of desire.
Good luck fellas (and ladies)! Thanks for all the questions, comments, love, scenarios, and whatnot. All of you are totally fucking amazing. Enjoy my final queue!
