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How to mark a woman in eight spurts. (Slow motion erotica: always a reblog here.)

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.

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