A gay sex stories: Brad Bardulf: Firebird Plume Quest
Disclaimer: The story, the characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to someone is co-incidence. The author at any point shows no discrimination either by race, color, gender, identity or ideology. All fictional characters are at least 21 years of age.
Warning: Contains adult themes, sexual, gay sex, bisexual sex content. Reader’s discretion is advised.
If you missed, please check out the two parts of this werewolf story & hope you will enjoy it:
Brad Bardulf: 37 year old man living with his husband Tommie.
Chapter 1
It has been over four seasons since Brad and I returned back home from Croatia. We moved to south of Vancouver and started new in a vibrant place. Betty moved into the same neighborhood with us so Brad can spend time with his two offspring. I was now starring at the two tickets placed on the coffee table for Calvert Island which Brad had given me in the morning: Two boat ride tickets for Brad and me. I need a holiday especially on a secluded island. The last one year was much of a strive with our move and raising Brad’s offspring together with Betty.
Our voyage lasted very long and we headed to our hotel in Calvert Island. There were a row of wooden cottages shielded by tall pines. I wanted to go see the sea and so did Brad. I did not wish to swim in the sea but wanted to sit on the warm, serene shore and enjoy the calmness with Brad.
On the beach, Brad spoke less and appeared distant with many things on his mind. Without a doubt, the worries of a father and how Betty can take care of things at home.
I said, “You have to relax now Brad. Things are going to be fine. Call Betty if you want to tell her something.”
Brad nodded and leaned forward to kiss me with his bright blue eyes. I smiled and kissed him before I withdrew my lips. Brad held my neck and kissed again. He stopped, looked into my eyes and he kissed again.
Brad whispered, “I love you so much Tommie.” He kissed again and licked my mouth. Brad continued, “Let me lie down and take it in your mouth.”
Brad lied on his back on the white sand and pulled down his cotton shorts. His 8 inch long, thick uncut cock with dark brown pubic hair surfaced from inside. He immediately pulled it out of his underwear.
I nonchalantly pulled his shirt apart, exposing his hairy torso. His large pecs were completely round, centered by darker nipples. My lips were already soft by the sight of his erect meat. I first held the warm cock and Brad led my head closer to his cock. My lips kissed his precum soaked glands and my lips pushed back the foreskin. He had pulled his shorts completely down.
Brad’s cock couldn’t get any harder as it was as hard as steel now. I felt proud that my husband could turn so hard even when it’s not his virile days after werewolf transformation. I could taste his precum when his cockhead reached down my throat. He held my head as I sucked on the beach, bobbling my head while I can hear Brad grunting in pleasure. I drooled all over his cock before I swallowed the whole length of his cock. It went down fast and I gagged.
Brad patted my back and said, “Turn over and bend now.”
I added, “We should get back to the hotel. I don’t want anyone to see us fucking on the beach.”
Brad refused to hear me and reached for my prick and he got my briefs down. I saw the calm, windy, deserted beach. I was sure no one would come along. I let Brad continue and it got very fascinating when Brad started to moisten my asshole with his saliva. He started to dig into my ass with his finger and resumed sucking it. It had been so long since I had Brad’s cock inside me. Before I could distract myself completely, a meaty object stared to open my asshole. Brad’s meat was getting inside me.
“Fuck, this is very tight,” Brad said in his macho tone.
He held my ass cheeks and spread it while he penetrated deeper. His cock was well lubricated with my saliva and Brad got his whole uncut cock inside my white ass.
He held my ass and fucked with a lot of intensity while I kept stroking my cock. Brad slowed down and penetrated as deep as he could. It made me shudder with pleasure.
“Give me your cock. Let me hold it while I fuck your tight ass Tommie,” Brad demanded.
I took his hand and put it around my sensitive cock. He stroked it and squeezed my balls. It was painful but his cock was giving me an abstract pleasure in my ass. He squeezed by balls again with his strong hands.
“I am going to cum. Keep going Brad. Keep going,” I exclaimed.
I started to orgasm and cum. Brad still kept stroking and I shot my load really far on the white sand. He stopped stroking and again squeezed by balls and then he thrusted deep into my ass.
Pump, another pump, another pump, another pump.
After some deep pumps, he withdrew his cock and stood up. I looked up to him and used my right hand to stroke his cock kneeling down.
When he was about to cum, Brad said, “Open your fuckin’ mouth.”
He splashed his hot cum all over my mouth in continuous streams. A gallon of cum right there.
Finally his cum started to trickle and he sighed aloud. He opened his eyes and his looks demanded that I had to swallow his dripped cum all over my mouth. I obediently did that.
Brad sighed again and offered me his hand to stand up. Then he kissed me on my lips, pulled me towards him and he slapped my ass with a giggle.
Brad didn’t stop stroking his big gay cock, which has lost none of its hardness. He appeared more exhilarated after draining his cum. I could still feel the slight pain around my balls and it appeared still red.
“Let’s go for a swim,” Brad asked me with an illuminated smile.
Brad led me towards the blue water. There was no one around and I was sure no one saw my husband fucking me on the white sand beach. The weather was very suitable for a swim especially to cool our bodies after an intense fuck. I clambered over him.
We swam for an hour and we got dressed to return back to our hotel for dinner.
Chapter 2
We walked into the pines after our early dinner. I looked at the sky and it was a clear with some clouds. Then, I looked at Brad but he appeared same as before. He looked unsettled.
“Are you still thinking about home?” I asked.
He said no and his face was distraught. I asked, “What’s going on Brad and why have you brought me to this dark forest?”
I continued, “Stop fussing and please tell me. I know you want to tell me something.”
Brad answered with his bright blue eyes, “I might have to go on a trip. Probably a longer one, again.”
“Where to?” I asked.
Brad stood uncommunicative. I raised my tone, “Better tell me now. I don’t sense it’s a leisure trip.”
Before I could say more, “I am going to Slovenia,” Brad added.
“Why do you want to go to Slovenia?” I asked.
“There’s a problem. Something new… which I have come to know recently. I have to go there and I will be back as soon, Tommie,” Brad added.
“Can you explain what’s happening? I can’t understand what you’re trying to say,” I yelled.
Brad rolled his eyes and added, “The Tanzanite stone which I absorbed will give us protection from the vampires but I heard from my clan member that it won’t protect us from Notsch witches.”