“You like that, don’t you Timmy?” Joe asked, and I mumbled something unintelligible. “I love how smooth your body is. Just enjoy it, and remember that we won’t say a word about this to your mom.”
Joe’s mouth continued nibbling away, and I felt my arm being pulled up toward the headboard. Joe’s tongue licked my exposed armpit, swabbing the modest cluster of tiny hairs and groaning as he did. His cock was now as hard as mine, pressing against my hip as he chewed under my arm.
“Damn, you do something to me Timmy,” Joe said as he rolled me over onto my stomach and hovered over me, laying on me but supporting himself so that very little of his weight was on me. In fact, all I could feel was his coarse body hair all over me and his erect cock, nestled in the valley between my ass cheeks.
“Like I was telling you,” Joe said in a whisper despite us being alone in the house, “Sometimes girls are afraid of doing things with a guy that’s got a big one. Your mom, for example, now she says that she loves my cock. Says she’s never had one this big before, but she won’t let me fuck her in the ass. Says it would hurt too much. What do you think of that?”
I mumbled something into the pillow as I felt Joe lift himself off of me, and his finger began probing around my anus.
“Damn, you’ve got an incredible ass Timmy,” Joe said. “I want to put my cock inside of you.”
“No,” I slurred. “It’s way too big.”
“I swear I’ll be gentle Timmy,” Joe said. “I’ve just got to have you.”
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Chapter 8: Joe has me.
Joe pulled me up by my waist, and pushed my head down into the pillow, and I was now on my knees with my butt sticking way up.
“You’re gonna love this,” Joe said.
With that, I felt Joe’s strong hands pull apart my ass cheeks. Expecting to feel Joe’s finger lubricating me, I was shocked instead when Joe’s face pressed against my buttocks, and the warmth of his tongue first bathed my puckered ring, and then began stabbing inside of me.
I chewed on the pillow as Joe lapped away like no one had ever done before, his hand pulling on my dick and balls while his tongue probed and prodded me. As Joe roughly kneaded my puny, wrinkled nut sack, I came all over the bedding, my dick squirting cum wildly and uncontrollably, in what seemed like an endless staccato.
“Knew you’d like that,” Joe said and his face retreated, his tongue replaced by an oiled finger.
The one finger became two quickly, as he churned his digits in and out of me, and then I felt him crouched behind me, the tip of his dick sliding effortlessly into me. Joe groaned as he leaned forward and buried more of his shaft into my warmth, and I cried out as he went in too far.
“Please – too big!” I pleaded, and although his thickness was no problem, I could not take his entire length.
Joe began pumping himself into me with shorter strokes, and my muscles relaxed as I became more accustomed to his size. Joe’s breathing became louder and more rapid, as did the thrusts of his cock, and I felt the spray of his sweat on my back as it flew off his body.
Joe was now savaging me like an animal. His cock was pounding into me like a jackhammer, and even though he was again ramming himself into me right to his balls, my primary sensation was pleasure. Joe kept this fever pitch up for quite a while, and when he screamed out when he came, his hot seed soothing as he hosed my insides, I was sorry that it was over.
My knees gently gave out, and Joe sank down onto me as I fell into the pool of semen I had earlier created. Joe’s wet and hairy body felt so nice as he covered me that I was sure I would have another erection before too long, and I knew that if I did, Joe would find a way to get rid of it.
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Postscript.
My mom broke up with Joe a few months later, and I was the reason for the break up. Actually, Joe was to blame. I was part of it, as was alcohol, and without going into a long explanation, I’ll just give you the abridged version.
I had gone to a keg party at one of the college dorms, and when the cab dropped me off I staggered inside loudly, falling up the stairs and waking up Joe and my mom, who was used to my occasional lapses in judgment and was just happy that I never drove in that condition.
Anyway, I got my clothes off and fell into bed, only to be awakened later by somebody sticking their finger up my ass. Joe. I cried out in pain as Joe tried to take me without lubrication, attempting to cover my mouth in a losing effort to silence me.
The next thing I knew, Mom was screaming in the doorway, having turned on the light to find her boyfriend trying to stick his cock in her son’s ass. I eventually fell back asleep as they argued into the night, Joe trying to convince her unsuccessfully that I had seduced him before and it wasn’t his fault.
That would eventually lead to my first sex with a woman, but that’s another kinky story for another time.
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