A gay story: Weird Weekend Author’s note: Both characters are over 18+. Contains vulgar language, and references to drinking, smoking, and impregnation. I use words such as “pussy,” “cunt,” and “clit” to describe one of the character’s genitals.
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I don’t know how it happened, but I’m so glad it did. I remember it was a warm summer morning, some months ago now. We slowly rose out of sleep, pawing lazily at each other with eyes barely open. Soft, relaxed, skin on skin; exchanging sleepy and contented murmurings as we rolled over to spoon. I’m almost always the big spoon. I was dropping off back into deep, weekend sleep when he woke me with movement and an exclamation. “Ralphie, what’s that?” He moved out of my grasp and turned around. “Hmm? What?” I said, waking slowly.
He uncovered our naked bodies from the duvet and audibly gasped at what he saw. “You’ve got a cock!”
“Wha-?” Still in my sleep daze, I glanced to where my groin met his bare cheeks, really not expecting to find what I did. “What the fuck?!” I was awake immediately and practically threw the duvet off the bed. On my back, I couldn’t believe it. I had a cock and balls. An actual cock and actual balls. Not only that but a very proud, engorged, long erection. Thick, too! I was speechless, as was my Adam. We both just stared. Then he moved to sit up, perhaps to fetch his glasses; and as I was glancing over at him to read the shock and disbelief on his face, fully expecting I might actually wake up right then, I saw it. “Adam! Your cock’s gone!”
“What the fuck?! No. No, nonono.” His hands scrambled to his now flattened groin, as if expecting his manhood to reappear when summoned – perfectly reasonable given the circumstances. He felt himself frantically. I sat up to watch and look closer as he pawed at what was now his vulva. “This can’t be happening! This isn’t real, this isn’t real -”
“Hey, hey,” My voice shook as I tried to soothe him by stroking his back, though my mind was racing. Were we experiencing some shared, strange, vivid-as-life hallucination? Was that even possible? Was I still dreaming? It didn’t feel like a dream.
“Hey, calm down, Adam.” He turned to me and had little tears in his eyes.
“Calm down?! What the hell is happening?!”
– – – – –
After our freak out, I decided it was best to put on some clothes and brew some very strong coffee. Adam was visibly shaken. The possibility of this all being a bizarre dream or nightmare we’d wake up from became slimmer and slimmer each passing second neither of us awoke. “This isn’t a dream, is it?” He shakily lit a cigarette in the kitchen. I made a long face at him from across the table. “It’s… it’s a dream come true.” I was overcome and couldn’t sit still. Then I noticed Adam’s souring face. “Uh, for me! For me!” I had to add. Adam rolled his eyes at me. “How did this happen?”
“I have no idea, baby. But I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t wished for a cock, like, a million times.”
“But… Why me, if it’s your wish? Did you wish I had a pussy, too?!”
“No, no, never! You know I love your dick. Uh, loved your dick.”
Adam took a long drag on his cigarette and there was a pause between us. “Well, what are we gonna do now?”
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It took him a few hours to stop being so visibly tense and shaken. I think I heard him having a little cry in the shower. I felt awful for him. But I also felt great for me at the same time. And I kept getting huge, sometimes painful erections – like I might actually bust a nut. It was all very confusing.
Adam came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his head and another wrapped around his waist. He looked fresher after the shower. He came right over to where I was sitting on the bed and, still wet, hugged me tightly like he needed it. “I don’t understand.” He muttered.
“Me neither, baby. Me neither. But I’m here.” He looked down at me, still sad. My heart broke. “Hey, come on now. Whatever supernatural forces are fucking with us – we’re still alive. We’re gonna be all right.”
“Easy for you to say.” He sat on the bed next to me.
“Well…” I shrugged. “Up until this morning I had a pussy. It’s, uh, it’s not that bad… once you get used to it. And, heh, you know by how much noise I make when you screw me that it feels-”
“Jesus, Ralph! Stop thinking with your dick!”
I couldn’t help but laugh then. “Actually, it’s kind of hard not to right now.” I nodded down at the big tent in my trousers. “It’s a bit painful.”
“God, really?” Adam frowned at my erection. “Maybe you should… sort yourself out or something. You do need a shower.”
“Yeah, I’ll do that.” I got up and started to undress. “I’ve been wanting to for hours, but you seemed so upset that I-”
“God! Just go!”
“You don’t want to watch?” I asked jokingly as I opened the door to the bathroom. Adam chucked the towel from his head at me in response. I made him smile.
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I felt so much better after a wank and a wash. Technically, it was my first wank with my new cock. My technique definitely needed improvement; I decided to aim for being an ambidextrous wanker this time around. But I was so pent up that it barely took me two minutes to cum all over the nice new Majolica tiles in the shower. It felt amazing, perhaps better than my best orgasms from before. I thought I’d be done after one, as I usually am, but all it took to get hard again was lathering up my fresh new pair of bollocks. So I came again. Thankfully not as embarrassingly quick as the first time. I was already dreaming about this new hole of Adam’s I could stick myself in. I felt like I did when I was 18 and constantly horny after just starting testosterone therapy. I wondered if I needed to take that any more.
I got out of the shower and towelled and covered myself and found Adam naked, staring at himself in our big bedroom mirror. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” Adam didn’t look away. “It looks… I don’t know-”
“You look gorgeous.” I approached him from behind and gave him a hug.
“You’re just saying that.” He hugged me back. “You don’t even like pussy.”
“I do now.” I gave him a hungry look through the mirror. He blushed and rolled his eyes and broke away to get dressed.
I was already getting hard again and dropped my towel to look in the mirror. I looked pretty damn good. “What do you think?” I smirked at Adam.
“It’s so big. Bigger than I am – er, was. Bigger than I was.”
“Think you could handle it?” I wiggled and made it bob around for effect. Adam let out an exaggerated huff and turned away smiling and shaking his head.
“If you can manage to stop playing with yourself, we can make dinner.”
“Oh good, I’m starving.”
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We’d eaten dinner and sunk into our bed at around ten o’clock with a much needed, generous glass of wine each. The bottle sat close by on the bedside table as we scrolled through Netflix for something light-hearted to watch. We finally settled on some silver screen horror movie we could laugh at. I nursed my wine slowly while Adam sat brooding in near silence, save for the sounds of him refilling his glass what seemed like every five minutes.
“It’s not a race,” I said.
“I know. I just can’t believe it.”
“Me neither. I mean who goes swimming in the river at night after -”
“No! Not the movie.” Adam sighed and I turned to him.
“Are you okay?”
“Not really.” He deflated. “What if we’re like this forever?”
“Um. I don’t know.” I sipped my wine for a minute. “I guess we’ll see in the morning and take it from there. There’s not much we can do, is there?”
“No, there isn’t.”
Minutes of silence passed between us. Adam seemed to focus more on the film and less on drinking his manhood back into reality. But I couldn’t help myself. I’d been thinking about it all day. “So. Have you… tried it out yet?” I raised my eyebrows at my lover.
“Uh, no. Not yet.”
“Would you like to?”
“I don’t know, Ralphie, it’s all very strange. And to tell you the truth, I’m a bit worried about the size of that thing.” He raised his eyebrows and titled his head in the direction of my groin. I looked down under the covers and tittered. My semi was very noticeable in my boxer briefs. “But I have been… throbbing.” He continued. “When we were at the mirror earlier, I could feel it, inside.”
“Did it feel good?”
“It felt strange.” Adam thought for a moment. “But it felt good.”
“Can I touch you, baby? Just with my hands, until you tell me otherwise.” I looked like a begging puppy as Adam considered my offer. He smiled.
“Since I might have to get used to it… go on then.”
With that, Adam pulled off his own boxer briefs. I wasn’t sure if I should take off the covers, so I didn’t. Instead, I felt across his smooth, toned body like I had done so many times before. Slowly, I could start to feel the tension ease from his muscles. Adam responded with a little sigh before closing his eyes and leaning his head on my shoulder. I massaged him a little, working down his chest, then up his thighs, until my hand inched closer to his groin. I was watchful as I began to palm down his mound, looking for any signs of discomfort. Instead, he started to breathe heavier and let out a small pleasured noise as I cupped his soft, warm pussy. It felt like silk under my hand and made my cock twitch. I was fully hard in minutes.
I pushed my hand into him slowly, making small movements. I had no idea how sensitive he was down there, but I knew my own cock was responding to even the slightest stimulus, so I was careful not to press him too much. And as predicted, my careful movements were now eliciting small moans from him. I did this for a few moments, then felt more directly the sweet folds of his pussy. At the very centre, I could feel a warm wetness beginning to coat my fingers. He panted into me and I lifted up his head by the chin with my free hand to kiss him.
He was perhaps too overtaken by what he was feeling to kiss back much, almost tentative at first like he’d never kissed me before. But he was responsive, moaning into my mouth and leaning into my touch. I felt for his clit – smaller than mine ever was – and started to rub at his sensitive little nub. He gasped into my mouth, almost purring at me.
“Is that good?”
“Yes, yes. Keep… keep doing that…”
“Yes sir,” I said, then kissed him deeply. He started to kiss me back between making breathy noises and ever so slowly I worked a finger inside him while keeping my thumb pressed on his nub. He was already so tight and warm and wet. It made my cock ache. “You’re so snug down there,” I breathed. He put an arm around me and we made out as I leaned my body into his. I paused for only a second to push off the duvet and get a little glimpse of him down there. It was indeed strange to see him like this, now without a dick, only a trimmed bush that hid his new slit. He spread his legs for me as my finger found his slick hole again. I ground my now leaking cock into his side, savouring the feeling even though I was trapped inside my underwear.
I built up to fingering him with more force, pushing myself in and out, in and out. He got a little louder each time I did so. “Fuck, Ralphie…” He moaned into my mouth. The movie played on in the background while I worked a second finger inside him. I went deeper and rougher inside, pressing into that special spot, until he was almost unable to kiss me back. “Come for me, gorgeous,” I said before mouthing and sucking on his neck. It took only a few more moments of my hand working his insides for him to explode, his pussy squeezing my fingers rhythmically as he tensed and relaxed all at once with a broken, loud moan, shaking and holding onto me before going limp in relaxation.
He stayed like that for a couple of minutes before we untangled ourselves and he slumped back under the covers. He lay down and pawed me affectionately, barely able to keep his eyes open.
“Feeling a little better?” I asked as I sat up and sipped my wine and stroked through his hair with my other hand.
“That was… the best ever.” He mumbled on a breath and closed his eyes.
“Baby,” I leaned down to kiss him. “I’m so glad.”
He leaned into me and I continued to play with his hair. A few moments later, I looked down and saw Adam had fallen soundly asleep.
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Around ten in the morning I was awoken by Adam stripping the covers off us both. “Whuh?” I mumbled, struggling to open my eyes.
“It’s still there.” Adam said. “Yours too.”
I sat up groggily with a vague recollection of yesterday’s events. It all came back to me in an instant as I saw my cock – a cock which I didn’t have until yesterday – straining in my underwear. “Oh wow.” I mumbled.
“Huh. I guess this is how it is now.”
– – – – –
Despite the weirdness of our weekend, I could already see Adam was in better form today. We managed to do all of the chores we’d neglected yesterday without much of a hitch. Adam showered without crying. But afterwards, I caught him staring at himself in the mirror. He turned in front of the mirror, seeing how the fit of his trousers looked now that he lacked any sort of bulge. He took them off and then checked from different angles how this new part of his body looked in his underwear, then took off his underwear and did the same. It had been a few minutes of concentrated looking, so I stepped into the room and asked him if he was all right.
“Yeah. Just getting used to how it looks now.”
“Well, I think it looks great. You look great. And sexy.” I smiled at him through the mirror. He smiled back and laughed a little, then began dressing himself again.
“Thank you. But I imagine it’s a bit different for you.” He pulled on his underwear and trousers.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you always wanted a dick. So there’s no adjustment period for you.”
“Oh. That’s true. I guess I did get the better end of the stick. Heh. Stick.” Adam rolled his eyes at me playfully. “Maybe what you’re feeling right now is kind of like how I used to feel. I mean, I used to hate having a pussy.”
“Seems hard to believe. You’re an animal in bed.”
“Ha, right! I got used to it over time. Hormones did wonders… I started to enjoy it. I figured it was better than taking a risk with surgery when the dysphoria became so minimal. And now I really don’t need surgery.”
“Ha, that’s true. But this is still weird as fuck.” We both laughed.
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With Adam fully dressed, we decided it was time for lunch and time to finish the bottle of wine we’d opened last night – not that there was much left. “I think I’m going to take a week off.” Adam said from across the table, chewing on a BLT sandwich.
“Yeah? Do you think that’s a good idea? Being alone here all week.”
“I think I need a week to process this. No. I deserve a week off.”
“You do, but…” I thought for a moment. “In that case, I’ll take a week off with you.”
“That would be nice.” Adam smiled at me. “You’re handling this much better than me anyway.”
“Well, I don’t think my boss would appreciate me coming to work with an intermittent priapism.”
“Oh shit, it’s one of those?”
“I don’t think so. It’s stopped hurting. And it does go down. It just doesn’t stay down for very long.”
“To tell you the truth, I’ve actually been a bit horny as well.”
“Oh yeah?” I raised my eyebrows over my drink. I’d always been the more carnal one between us, so this statement had my interest, and my dick’s interest.
“Yeah. That must be part of why it’s been such a shock.”
“Other than the fact that we’ve essentially experienced a miracle.”
“Well, I wouldn’t call it a miracle…” Adam shook his head in an amused way and continued eating.
I munched on my lunch and got lost for a minute in the memory of last night. As if he’d read my mind, he broke the silence between us. “I really enjoyed last night.”
“Me too. Although you would have never let me get away with falling asleep straight after.” I smirked at him.
“You’ve got lettuce on your chin.” Adam grinned at me. I pouted and wiped my chin. “I think it actually helped. You know, get rid of some of the tension.”
“Well, I’m here all week,” I said with a devilish smile.
I supposed for Adam, and really for any man, waking up to his trusty cock and balls re-jigged into a neat little pussy would be the definition of a waking nightmare. Credit where credit’s due; he was taking it like a champ, maybe partially because of my help. And I intended to keep helping him; all week – longer if necessary. As much help as it takes to make him feel good.
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We’d spent the day not doing much at all – a mix of lounging, hoovering, phoning our respective bosses to lie to them and say we both had food poisoning, searching the web for predicaments such as ours and trying to figure out what the cause of our unusual yet enchanting affliction may be. We didn’t find any answers, and were only left with more questions.
At around eight o’clock or so after dinner and opening yet another bottle of wine, we were sat on the couch in our living room, exhausted by hours of internet searching which brought no conclusions. “Well that was a big waste of time,” Adam said with a sigh.
“Looks like we’re the only ones.” I shrugged.
“You can find every fucked up, unbelievable, ridiculous tinfoil hat conspiracy theory on the web, but nothing on this.” Adam shut his laptop with an exasperated huff.
“Even if there were others, what would we do? Do you think they would have somehow figured it out?”
“No, probably not. Things like this aren’t supposed to happen.”
“Right. It’s like a glitch in the matrix. Or karmic punishment in your case.” With that, Adam rolled his eyes at me and sunk back into the couch to nurse his wine. “I’m sorry, I was only joking,” I said, finally shutting my laptop too. The page I was reading about mythological transformations was interesting, but not helpful to our situation.
“I know. I was just thinking. Even if we could go back, you probably wouldn’t want to.”
“Well, no, I wouldn’t. But you would.”
“Maybe it’s tied up somehow. We both changed at the same time. So we’d both have to change back, too, or we’d both have to stay like this.”
“Maybe. If we both wanted to…” I thought for a moment, then shrugged. “But it’s all speculation. I have no idea what I’m talking about.”
“Hey, you said so yourself: it’s like a glitch. So your guess is as good as mine right now.”
– – – – –
At ten o’clock, though we’d discussed the how and why of our situation at length, we were left with nothing concrete but the effects of this physiological mystery. Our conversation had eventually gotten much lighter, aided by the uncorking of yet another bottle of wine. Times like these are what a wine rack is for, after all. We’d been together so long that our bodies sought each other out for comfort. Adam especially needed the physical comfort of being held and touched, I’d noticed. It made him more at ease, more relaxed.
I was sat up, him laying his head on my thigh. My hand combed through his thick, dark hair. “It’s funny,” he began. “Last night felt really good. And that confuses me.”
“Hmm? Why’s that?”
“Well I didn’t expect it would. And I… want to do that again.” Hearing that sent a flutter through my stomach.
“I do too.”
“It’s still really weird though.” Adam rolled his head so he was looking up at me. “It feels unreal.”
“Yeah. Maybe we’ll get used to it.”
“You think so?”
“Hmm,” I thought for a moment. “I think… it could be a lot worse, and I know we’d still manage. We’re in this together. And we’ve both been in each other’s shoes, haven’t we?”
“Huh. So we have.”
We continued talking up until midnight, and seemed to come to a place of tentative acceptance. More for Adam than me. I wasn’t upset with what had happened to me, but my heart ached at how this had affected Adam. Though now he spoke as if this was potentially going to be a permanent facet of our lives, and considering the strange circumstances we felt we had to act as if it was just that.
“You know…” Adam broke me out of my reverie. He was back laying in my lap on the couch as that is where he liked to be, and was a position which often granted him many massages and head scratches from myself.
“Hmm?” I asked through my last sip of wine then set down my glass.
“I’ve been pretty curious, since this whole thing happened. Obviously.”
“Obviously?”
“Well, anyone would be. Be curious. As to what it’s like.”
“You had a taste,” I smiled down at him. All of a sudden, Adam sat up with a new vigour, a devilish look in his eyes that I hadn’t seen since our peculiar predicament had first unfolded.
“I want more than a taste.” He looked at me with such seriousness and conviction. I was stunned for a moment. I felt my cheeks flush and my cock twitch.
“I could give you a mouthful.” I said. Adam bit his lip in response and leaned into me to kiss me deeply, wasting no time in tasting my wine-stained lips and tongue. I breathed heavily and let him envelop me, and my body responded quickly. My hands rushed up to feel and caress him underneath his shirt. His slim body had always felt so smooth in my hands, silken soft skin, only a smattering of body hair, and the hard tones of muscle underneath it all were a delight for my senses.
My cock was already hot and starting to strain for freedom in my trousers. He must have noticed, or intuited it, and he moved over to straddle me. As we continued to kiss and feel each other, I was in heaven. He rocked against me, his legs spread around my own, and my clothed cock ground into his clothed ass and groin as my hands moved to push his hips down into my body. It was electric. It sounds stupid, we were both fully clothed, but I could feel every little movement and sensation and I think he could too.
We pawed at each other for minutes that felt like hours. We kissed hard, each breathing the other’s scent and breath. My hands moved of their own accord and pulled Adam’s shirt from his body. All the while, he put his weight into his seat and right down onto my cock, which throbbed and ached underneath him. He broke from our sloppy kiss to look at me with dark, lustful eyes. Adam shifted back a little to allow his hands to work almost frantically at undoing the fly to my trousers. It was as if he had read my mind. We both practically gasped when my engorged cock was set free; me due to the sensation of air and heat and his hand grasping and touching me, and him at the sight of seeing my new manhood up close and personal. It twitched to greet him.
He wasted no time and began jerking me slow and firm. His eyes were locked on my cock. I leaned my head back with a sigh against the couch. “Wow,” He said, “It’s rock hard already…”
“I’m so hard for you,” I moaned and closed my eyes. My hands held onto Adam but the sensations were almost already too much. My breath got heavier as Adam stroked me for a few moments, then he spat into his palm for lubrication and continued stroking me. His eyes stayed transfixed on my cock, and he began to speed up and I almost clawed at his sides.
“Fuck, fuck, slow down, slow down!” I muttered at him. He did stop, but a huge grin spread across his face. “What? Already?” He asked, amused and incredulous. My face went a bit red and I glared at him playfully.
“It’s so sensitive…” I breathed, “And you’re so damn hot.” Our mouths quickly met in another kiss. Adam’s grip on me loosened and we made out while I stroked down his body to his behind, giving it a squeeze. Adam broke our kiss and breathlessly lifted himself up and began frantically undoing and pushing his trousers down. He managed to slide them off completely and in a moment he was back straddling my lap. My bare cock was pressed against the now damp groin of his patterned boxer briefs.
Even through clothes the sensation was amazing, it made me more drunk than the wine we had been drinking all night. I was careful not to rut into him too much, although it was quite difficult not to since he, legs spread and straddling me, kept grinding himself down into my hard cock over and over again. After a few minutes of this, Adam started fiddling between us; he lifted himself and pushed aside the fabric of his briefs. The only thing I could really do at this point was watch, almost panting, as he revealed his pussy and settled himself back onto my cock. He did so with such a sexy, open-mouthed, sultry look on his face; his eyes on mine as if asking me if this was okay. It certainly was.
My hands found his hips and pulled him down into me, while I pushed my own hips up. My cock slid through his slick folds effortlessly. He was soaked, as was the tip of my cock. His breath caught in his throat and I watched his reaction as I slowly manipulated both of our lower halves so my cock slid back and forth, flush against his now dripping hole. His demeanour seemed to change in an instant; from his usual sexually dominant self that liked taking control of the situation, to passing control to me, eyes glazing over then shutting, breathing heavy. I wanted nothing more than to fill him full right then and there, sat on my lap with his shirt off and his dark hair curling around his flushed face.
He slid back and forth on my cock for a little longer, panting, with his head thrown back. I guess he couldn’t take it any longer. He looked me dead in the eyes with such lust, biting at his lower lip, as he reached between us once again and grabbed my cock. I could feel everything he was doing as he lifted himself up and forwards just a little, while positioning my hard cock right up against his entrance. “A-are you sure?” I gasped. I knew exactly what he wanted and I wanted it too, so badly, but in the back of my head there was still some distant, barely sober part of me trying to steer the ship.
“I want you inside me,” Adam whispered as I felt the slick head of my cock breach his pussy. We both instantly moaned. His pussy engulfed the head of my cock, squeezing me tight. God he felt good. His breathy little sounds got louder as he lowered himself little by little, bobbing back up ever so slightly, only to sit back down on me with more weight so more of my bare cock slid inside him and stretched him open.
“God you’re so wet and tight,” I was in heaven again; every tiny movement he made I could feel. I groped up his body slowly with both hands, feeling his smooth, hard stomach, his chest. I worked my hand up around his neck and to the back of his head, into his glossy hair as he leaned with his hands on my shoulders. “You’re so huge…” Adam moaned sweetly, trying his best to take more of me though he only managed a quarter of my cock so far.
“Does my cock feel good in there?”
“So good, Ralphie.” He closed his eyes and breathed hard as I lightly pushed myself up into him just a little. He let out a little high pitched moan and leaned into me more, our foreheads touching.
“You’re so damn hot, Adam, it’s taking everything in me not to stuff it all in you in one go.”
“Fuck, I don’t know if I can take it all…” Adam groaned. I could feel his little hole opening up for me, barely managing to take another inch.
“I bet you’d like to try though, wouldn’t you?” I said, my hands now grasping at his hips, pulling more of him onto me. Adam practically gasped as my cock worked him open slowly.
We both panted as I worked my cock up and inside his pussy slowly with each movement of my hips. Each time I tried to give him more and more and he’d gasp above me, jolting up for a second only to sink back down onto my hard cock. Despite being so incredibly wet for me, his hole was still so tight and I could see the struggle and the mix of pain and pleasure — but mostly pleasure — painted on his face as he tried to work more and more of my cock up into his hole. His thighs were trembling from having to hold himself up. I moved my hands down from his smooth hips to massage his thighs and slowly his whole body seemed to relax little by little. I stayed still and just let him sink down onto my cock more and more, bobbing up and down gently and moaning as I watched my bare cock disappear and felt every inch of his insides squeezing me deliciously. Embarrassingly, I felt like I could cum in just a few seconds if I decided to fuck him properly. Still, in the back of my head, I was worried about the consequences of doing just that. As the thought entered my mind, I got a thrill and my cock throbbed inside him. In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to plough myself into his cunt and christen it with my hot cum.
“I want to fuck you so bad,” I threw my head back. Looking at him was almost too much, as he leaned on me, his face and chest flushed, his pussy drooling all over my cock. He pulled my head forwards again and kissed me deeply as he started to put more weight down onto my cock. He slid up and down, up and down, moaning harder and getting faster until finally, I bottomed out inside him. I grabbed him by the hips and pulled him down into me even further and he let out a surprised yelp as my cock-head ground into the very core of him — I could go no deeper. I kept him still like that, just circling my hips and looked down between us. “I guess you can take it after all,” I bit my lip and looked up at him. He was a state, mouth open and drooling just a little, his eyes half-lidded and almost rolling back into his head. “I-I’ve never felt so full before,” he mewled. “Please, I want it.”
“What do you want?” I asked him with a smirk.
“Please fuck me, I need you to fuck me.”
“Say you want me to fuck your pussy.”
“I-I want you to fuck my pussy,” he almost moaned, blushing.
“God, this suits you,” I bit my lip again and grabbed him by his smooth ass, which made the rest of his body lean forwards. I pulled him up off me just a little and thrust back inside him and made him whine. I was going to loosen him up. I groped his behind as I pulled him up and down on my cock slowly, and he buried his head into my neck and clung onto me and moaned as I did so. I turned my head to kiss and lick and bite at his exposed ear and flushed neck. He was such a mess for me. I could feel his slick running down my balls, coating our thighs as I stretched and fucked his cunt slowly up and down on my cock. I wanted so badly to ruin him, my cock was throbbing for it. He seemed almost oblivious to my need to seed him, his body quivering in pleasure which each gentle stroke. I couldn’t take it any longer. I wrapped one of my arms around his midsection and I swung him over to my right and down onto the couch.
He made a surprised sound as I slipped out of him and he was pushed down onto his back while I rearranged my legs, but instinctively he spread himself for me as I lined up my cock with his soaked little hole. I leaned into him and pushed myself back inside, and he gasped as my cock split him open. He suddenly wrapped himself around me, and that was all the invitation I needed to push myself fully inside in one long, hard stroke. We breathed into each other as I sunk into him. He made beautiful sounds I’d never heard before as I stretched him more and more with each inch of my cock. We were both gasping at the sensations. It felt amazing to be on top of him and deep and raw inside him like this — like I’d daydreamed about so many times before. I just couldn’t stop myself.
I pulled myself out of him almost all the way slowly, and inched back in, faster this time. I did it over and over again while he tried to kiss me but all he could do was moan into my mouth. Then I really started pounding into him, stretching him more and more with each inch I rammed inside. He started to howl uncontrollably as I fucked hard and deep. Every inch of his body gripped me fiercely, and we breathed in unison as I fucked him as hard as I could. His pussy began to clamp down on me and I knew he must have been getting closer.
It only took a mere moment of this before he was gasping each breath, scratching into my sides while I held him down with my weight and my hands and he spread himself as wide as he could for my cock. I could feel myself quickly building to an orgasm with each deep thrust of my cock inside his slick hole. “I’m going to cum inside you,” I groaned. His pussy got tighter and tighter at that and he squeezed me in pulses. “Fuck, please cum in me,” Adam was breathless. His body began to shake and his hole suddenly spasming around my cock sent me over the edge as did him practically screaming as he came all over my cock and I bred his little pussy.
I kept pumping him through our shared orgasm, letting fly what felt like a gallon of cum out of my cock, slowing only to root myself as deeply inside him as I could.
I slumped on top of him. He was out of breath and trembling. I took a few deep breaths and turned my head to kiss him, speechless. We held onto each other, our bodies slick with sweat and me still embedded deep inside him. “Oh my God,” Adam finally said. “That was — that was so good I could die. I can still feel it. My head is spinning.” I laughed and nuzzled into his neck.
“I was worried it was too much, but I couldn’t stop myself. Fuck, you’re amazing.” We just embraced for a few minutes, until my cock finally started to soften inside him and I realised what I’d just done — what we’d both done. Adam gasped as I gently slid myself off and out of him. “Hm, that might be a problem…” I said as I watched my cum dribble out of his well-fucked pussy, which was flushed and glistening.
“Huh?” Adam followed my gaze down to his pussy and the realisation suddenly hit him as he felt my seed leak from his hole. “Wait, no, you don’t think I could get pregnant, do you?”
“I don’t know, but we should probably assume that everything we have now actually work. You know?”
“Oh fuck,” Adam’s expression suddenly changed and I quickly leaned down and hugged him.
“Hey, it’s okay, I’ll just get us some plan B in the morning, all right?”
“Plan B?”
“Yeah, you’ll be okay. Remember when you had to go get me some that one time?”
“Oh yeah, the condom broke.” Adam sighed and I could feel his body relax again.
“Don’t worry.” I said and kissed him.
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We decided to shower together before bed and despite his earlier worries, he was pawing at my cock with a big grin on his face. It barely took the slightest touch for me to get hard again, and he protested when I told him to dry off and get into bed at first. “We’ve got a whole week, no work…” I kissed him and rolled on top of him. He lost himself in the kiss for a moment and instantly melted under me. “And since I’m getting you plan B in the morning, I may as well fill you up again. Would you like that?” He blushed and had a serene look in his eyes that made my cock throb.
“Yes please,” He whispered, and I kissed him deeply. “A whole week…” He moaned. “You might actually fuck me to death.”
“Not a bad way to go,” I growled.
Before he could say anything else, our lips were meshed together into another sloppy kiss. He quickly melted under the contact and spread his legs as my hand found its way to his wet hole.
In an instant he was quivering and moaning as I rubbed him up and down. My hand was already soaked. I felt for his clit and rubbed him gently in circles. He moaned into my mouth beautifully, and I took the opportunity to devour him. I stuck my tongue inside his mouth, I nibbled and sucked at his lips, all the while his noises got louder and louder and I rubbed him harder and faster.
One of his hands reached for my cock and he started rubbing me insistently, while almost pulling me on top of him with his other hand. I Laid myself on top of him and we gazed at each other open-mouthed, panting, like sex-crazed dogs. I watched him as he guided the fat head of my cock to open him up. He groaned sexily and I pushed myself further inside him slowly. He let out a gasp and tensed when I was finally able to get all of my cock into his hole. He was still so tight.
“Too much?” I asked.
“No, fuck, so good.” He closed his eyes and I fucked myself slowly in and out of him, moving my hips exploratorily, trying different angles inside his sloppy hole. I breathed above him, and he moaned and groaned with each movement I made, gripping onto the bed sheet, moving his body in time with mine.
“You’re being so needy now that you have a cunt, I’ve never seen you like this. I love it!”
“Shut up and fuck me,” Adam groaned in response, and I sucked hard on his neck and did as I was told. I grabbed his wrists and pinned them just above his head as I drove myself into him in a hard stroke. He let out a cry and I pulled myself all the way out and glided back in to the hilt.. He couldn’t stop himself from moaning as he took my cock over and over again, his tight little hole squeezing my cock involuntarily. His body was desperate for my cock, my balls and groin was soaked and sticky and I fucked him in earnest and felt him squeezing me tighter with his entire body again. “I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum again!” He yelled, I felt like such a stud as he stared up at me with little tears in his eyes.
“Cum on my cock, cum for me so I can fill you up!” I kept ploughing into him and he came so hard he practically milked the spunk from my balls. My body tensed and I forced myself deep inside him one last time and shot my cum right up against his cervix.
I could have fallen asleep on top of him with my softening cock still lodged inside his pussy. But eventually his hips got tired and I rolled off him. “That was incredible,” I said, sitting up to drink some water.
“It was,” Adam said breathlessly and cuddled into me. I played with his hair and curled it around my fingers. “You know…” He began. “I think… I think I’d be okay if we stayed like this.”