“Can you ride,” I asked him.
“I can, but I’d rather do doggy if its okay with you,” he asked.
I urged him to get into whatever position as I was more than capable of feeding this dick. He immediately moved himself below my waist and began sucking me once more, tapping at my belly in order to make me lay flat so he could play. This time he wasn’t blowing in slow motion for he wanted it ASAP, and after five minutes of edging me, I’d make him turn around and bend over.
“Lube it good,” he told me before he buried his head in a pillow.
I looked down and spread his right ass cheek to see his pencil width orifice, and stuck a finger inside to see how tight he was. I pulled finger out, then grabbed some petroleum jelly from the nightstand nearby before pushing my finger back into his tight hole, hearing him growl as a result.
“Easy,” he warned of me.
I’d spread both cheeks now and spit on that hole, then lowered myself to bury my face between those cheeks and lick my saliva of his cunt before it rolled onto his balls, making him whimper in the process.
“Been a long time for that, too,” he said.
I rubbed some jelly on my cock like lotion, greasing all the way down to the base as I pictured my tool being deep in his confines. I’d take some of the remaining liquid on my hands and caress his sweet ass, hitting every inch of his bottom before I smacked both cheeks simultaneously.
“Oh baby,” he wailed.
I made him prop his ass up more.
“Spread ’em for me,” I told him before I entered.
He opened his ass and showed a gasping trench, just puckering away as he was anxious. He winced once he felt the tip rubbing against his rosebud, and I’d once again spit below before I pushed in slowly as his cunt was squeezing hard.
“Oh, Keennnannnn,” I heard this bear cry out.
I delivered without stopping, pushing in slow to see that beautiful, pink hole stretch against my black pole.
“It hurts,” he cried out. “Slow down baby.”
It felt magical as I managed to get it all the way inside. I kept it there as he sobbed lightly, and so I pulled out and massaged his ass cheeks out of sympathy.
“Dork, I didn’t tell you to pull out,” he said.
“Judging on how you were crying like a woman, I figure I would,” I told him.
He let me know those were tears of joy, that it hurt like hell, but that was the only way he could react. He added it was like the first time all over again, except this time he was begging for a good dick down.
“I most definitely want your cock inside me,” he said. “You pull out when I tell you!”
I’d use more lubricant, and pushed back in, this time a little more brisk than the last attempt as his body reacted to the poke. He screamed and jumped slightly, but I gripped his ass thoroughly so he couldn’t run, and pushed further inside his chute until it reached the maximum point.
“That thing is enormous, Keenan,” he said.
He didn’t have that same energy when he was on his knees as he not once struggle to suck me. He was breathing heavy as I laid it on his prostate, wiggling my hips slightly as he grabbed his own breasts while getting his hole worked. I kept swaying side to side and began to stroke his hard, little penis as it expanded from the pouch, then slowly rocked back and forth as to not exit his hole, but give a little movement to make his pussy contract.
“Right there, baby,” he said to me. “Fuck me, Keenan.”
I kept weaving as he requested, and would feel his hole squeeze and him grimace as he was catching tantric after tantric. I continued to rub his little cock as he exuded precum, then would stop as he seemed to be close to shooting a nut.
“Throw that ass back,” I said as I leaned down close to his left ear.
He began rotating his hips sideways, then rummaging himself back and forth as he literally was fucking himself. His moans of struggle showed he was climaxing, just bouncing back and forth against my pelvis harder as he wailed high pitched sounds and released continuously.
“Enjoy that dick, daddy,” I told him as I smacked his ass.
He banged harder, faster, and buried his head into the pillow as his moans drowned out the crickets outside of his window. I smacked his cheeks more as he rumbled harder and managed to consistently milk himself.
“Holy fuck, Keenan, that feels so good,” he cried out.
I went back to banging this man as he was officially open for business, nailing him so hard that my balls were smacking his bottom and he’d lean forward to lay flat, only for me to pound that ass even more as we made the bed shake.
“Keenan baby, I need a break,” he cried out. “Keenan, baby, please stop.”
I for a minute forgot I was fucking this tight bottom and had to pull out. I’d climb off the bed, and stroked my dick before I hung at the edge as he crawled over to me.
“Lick my balls,” I told him.
And he would, as I teabagged this southern gentleman while I stroked my stick, and shot my load onto the left side of his face. He let go of my balls and grabbed my cock to get the remaining nut, then scraped his face to swallow every ounce that smeared.
“Now clean my cock,” I told him as I needed to lick his own ejaculate off of me.
“Load number two.”
“Yes, and you made me work for it,” he said.
He’d get off the bed to grab bottles of water, handing me one as we sipped and I’d mention of food.
“Got snacks in the fridge,” he stated as I would grab a candy bar.
He would fall asleep first, snoring to the moon and I would spoon him, subsequently doing the same.