A gay story: Jonesing for More My body woke up crying in pain. I simply had consumed too much the night before. Too much alcohol and too much of Adrian.
With my head pounding in pain, I fumbled the phone to see if Adrian responded to my unorthodox insult.
He did.
“Two-pump chump!? Ouch! Your virgin ass couldn’t take a real pounding – it would cripple you! Give me another round – I’ll make sure I give you at least 3 pumps next time – I promise.”
My cock bounced up with excitement.
“Good morning, Adrian. I see someone is competitive here huh. Well tell me you’d like to try your hardest for a few pumps inside? Knowing you – this won’t happen until next year.”
Seconds later.
“My house is available today – you sure you’re ass is ready for me?”
Amazingly my headache paused, I clinched my asshole to gauge it’s soreness and decided.
“What time?”
It’s amazing what desire and curiosity will overpower!
“My house is empty until 5p – you tell me what work?”
I looked at my calendar, which was stacked with meetings all day.
“2p – see you soon.”
“Clean up and get ready – I’ll have a couple drinks to help the stamina.”
“Make me a stiff, dirty martini please!”
“Yes sir – I’ll give you lots of stiff and dirty!”
“Nice dad joke skills I see – see you soon Mr. 2-pump”
I began to email out all the meetings I had to cancel just shaking my head with a large smile in what a desperate slut I had become.
I decided it was time for extreme measures of pain relief, hydration, body hair trimming and anal cleaning. If Google search had eyes – they widened in amazement after all the first-time searches were executed.
My body was shiny clean inside and out. My nerves decided to do a few shots before heading over to Adrian’s house.
My cock was flooded with excitement as I dressed in gym shorts and a t-shirt. As I looked in the mirror before leaving the house, I could see the outline of my hungry cock already oozing with pre-cum.
My hands poured sweat as I turned off the car to park. I looked in the mirror to see my face beaded with sweat as I shook my head again knowing what I was chasing.
In true Adrian fashion, after knocking and ringing the doorbell, minutes went by waiting. As I was reaching in my pocket to text him, his car pulled up.
I shook my head with squinted, rolling eyes as he looked at me coming out of his car.
“Sorry my friend – had to run to the office.”
I silently accepted his apology as he brushed by me to unlock the front door.
“Martini?”
“Please – make it big and dirty.”
He turned back with his eyes rolling, “Dad jokes huh.”
I followed him into the kitchen as he reached up to get the vodka and glasses.
Adrian was wearing navy casual dress pants, which we were quite tight around his muscular body, with a white neatly tucked in dress shirt. I also recognized his body was quite tan, which I hadn’t really noticed prior.
As he shook and poured our drinks, lots of smiles traded, but nothing spoken.
It reminded me of our purely physical connection.
We were here on business.
We clicked our martini glasses together with, “salute.”
Big flirty smiles were traded as we gulped down the drink in seconds.
“What do you think – another?”
My head tilted, shoulders slightly shrugged and lips puckered, in essence to answer, ‘I’d prefer something else at this point.’
He smiled, took our glasses and put them into the sink and then immediately approached me with an incredibly strong hug, which pulled me into his face.
One arm kept me tight against his body as the other firmly grabbed my head.
My face planted hard against his, which engaged us into a deep, wet kiss.
He sloppily kissed me with his prickly lips and chin. I could feel my clean shaven face being torn up as he mauled my mouth with his tongue and lips.
We made out like teenagers for minutes as grinded into each other’s bodies. My hands found his ass and would pull him hard into my thrusting cock.
My hands slid up to his face to embrace his kiss and forcefully push my tongue into his mouth.
One hand dropped to unbutton and unzip Adrian’s pants. My right hand reached up slightly to pull down his pants, while he helped remove them completely.
His large cock bounced with a large string of pre-cum hanging.
As we continued to kiss and moan, I pinched his cock to release more clear, stringy cum and took it to my mouth to taste.
I was so worked up, I decided to remove my own shorts and underwear while I tasted his salty discharge.
Adrian felt me removing my shorts with a quiet, deep, “Come with me.”
He led me to his dark, cold room while we both removed our shirts.
I fell to the bad onto my back as I watched him go into his drawer.
My brain was so clouded with sexual hunger, I didn’t really process much other than seeing him slather his cock with what seemed like lubricant.
He fell on top of me, which quickly had us making out again with our bodies grinding against each other.
Firm thrusts into each other inflamed our sexual connection.
I reached inside our clammed bodies to latch back onto his thick cock.
My hunger for Adrian released with, “God I want this.”
He moaned and exhaled into my mouth, “Put me inside you.”
I lifted my legs around his body to angle my entrance.
Adrian got onto his knees while I held his cock.
My other hand went into mouth looking for a large amount of spit to help get Adrian’s thick cock inside my tight, but eager hole.
I drenched my ass with spit and began to rub his oily cock around the hole.
Adrian lifted up my balls for a clear view of his large head circling it’s desired destination.
“Oh my god – look at that – you shaved everything.”
“You like?”
“God yes – look how little your asshole is compared to my cock!”
I couldn’t help but to release a moan while exhaling, “Oh yeah? Let’s get that big cock inside your little fuck toy.”
I could see Adrian’s face raise his level of excitement as he took charge with a meaningful push towards my hole.
I grabbed his hand and placed it on his cock with, “Here you take charge.”
He took his dripping wet cock, located my entrance, rubbed it once around the edge and pushed inside.
I immediately felt a jolt of pain as his head split me open with my hands immediately pushing against his abdomen to stop his progress.
He wanted more as his hands fought off my push and continued to slide further inside me.
“Oh fucking fuck, Adrian.”
His sweaty face stared me down as he halted his push with, “2 pumps huh.”
I smiled in pain with a grunting, “Don’t you dare cum yet!”
He pulled back slightly and again shifted further inside me.
The pain was like nothing I had ever felt before, but the intense pleasure kept me from stopping Adrian.
I knew the pain would go away as my body adapted, but also knew I didn’t want to distract any rhythm he was building.
His body was shifting back and forth to let his cock slide slightly in and out of my opening hole.
My legs bobbed up and down each time Adrian shifted in and out of my body.
After a few minutes of these slow, methodical shifts, the pain had completely turned into waves of pleasure as his meaningfully sized cock was rubbing areas that had never been discovered.
My cock was half inflated, but continuously oozing with pre-cum all over my belly.
Each shift would rub seemingly my prostate and release more and more pre-cum.
My head stretched back and loudly moaned with, “Fuck yes that feels good.”
“So fucking tight and good, my god.”
My hands gripped his ass cheeks to pull him further inside. I was officially inside a hypnotic state of pleasure wanting to continue to discover new areas.
“Your cocks feels so damn good.”
“Your ass is seriously the tightest little thing I’ve ever had.”
I pulled him in a bit further with, “Yes.”
Instead of Adrian shifting his body weight, this time his hips began to thrust back and forth inside me, which started to feel like a real fucking all of a sudden.
His balls officially made their way to my ass cheeks as I heard them begin to lightly slap.
“Here we go,” Adrian charged as he had truly found his groove inside me finally.
My hands remained tightly suctioned against his muscular, sweaty ass as his thrusts picked up momentum.
I finally pulled him all the way inside has his body met my body.
The feeling of him all the way inside was too much for my cock, which dumped streams of cum all over my belly and chest.
“Oh my god I’m cumming.”
“Oh my god is right – I’ve never seen that before. You aren’t even touching your cock.”
My head tilted back again as the feeling was intensely freezing my responses, all while Adrian continued to fill my body with force.
After a few more deep pumps, Adrian boldly took some of my cum and force-fed it into my mouth.
I first fought this by spitting my seed out, but he again forcefully shoved more of my warm cum inside my mouth with, “That’s right my little slut – taste it – I think you’ll like it!”
I shook my head to disagree, which seemed to trigger his dominant desires of controlling me.
A couple more deep thrusts with Adrian throwing his head back, “Oh fuck I’m cumming.”
I felt his large cock pulsating inside me as he filled me up.
With my cum splattered around my mouth, I added, “Oh my god, Adrian, I can feel your cock releasing into me.”
My hands on his ass firmly kept him all the way inside me as he finished his last drops inside me.
His body released and collapsed on top of me with kisses on my neck.
Our bodies were rapidly breathing together as they suctioned together from all the sweat and cum.
Eventually his cock slurped out of my ass, which oddly felt incredibly empty.
I reached around to massage his deflated cock with, “Okay, no more 2-pump names for you buddy.”
Adrian lifted up with a boastful smile, “I told you I was going to give you a good fucking finally.”
“That you did”, I smiled deep into his eyes.
Amazingly, Adrian kissed me deeply, even with all my seed plastered all over.
As he was sucking on my bottom lip, he whispered, “That ass of yours is like no other.”
Somehow that made me feel special. My cock started to wake up again from the compliment and the attention Adrian finally provided.
“Well I must say, that felt like nothing I had ever felt before. I think I’m down for another ride”, I quietly countered into his mouth.
Remembering that Adrian seems to best respond to me not chasing for more, I decided to then push him off of me with, “I’ve got a 4p meeting – let’s get out of here.”
I turned and saw a different look on Adrian’s face – one that resembled, ‘Wait, that’s my job to be the one needing to escape.”
I threw on my clothes quickly as he laid there naked.
Before leaving I bent over to kiss him with, “Tell me when you want another lunch quickie like this – this was fun!”
Without time for him to respond, I was out the door and on my way home to shower.
The smile I had showering while I soaped my smooth, devoured body was one to remember.
By me gaining the upper-hand solely meant – I was controlling when I could be controlled by Adrian.
I was already excited to game our next round of fun.