It was an average size, which was perfect for my not-so-experienced throat. It felt warm as I took it in my hands and slowly started a jerking motion, up and down. The pink head was glistening with precum that I quickly put in my mouth. When I tell you I was slobbering over this man’s cock, it’s because I was. I could hardly contain my excitement as I tried to shove as much of it down my throat as I was able to. One massive hand came to rest on my head, but he didn’t push me. Actually, he was holding me back.
In hindsight, I realize I was a little too eager, and if what he said was true, he hadn’t had any action in a while. So he probably didn’t want it to end too fast. But this was only the fourth dick I’d ever put in my mouth, and the very first one that was attached to a greek god. I could barely help myself as I struggled to take one more inch with every swaying movement of my head. I wanted it so bad, but he wouldn’t let me have it.
He stopped me as soon as I took a hold of his heavy, loaded balls.
“To the bed, let’s go,” he declared as he yanked my head back, taking my prize away from my mouth.
I did as I was told, and as I walked towards my bed, I could hear faint laughter coming from downstairs. My parents and James’ wife were having a pleasant night while I was about to get railed by this hunk. The though didn’t help my anxiety.
“Take all your clothes off,” he commanded and his voice carried a weight that made it impossible to argue.
In seconds, I was completely naked, shamefully covering my throbbing hard dick while I looked at the floor waiting for him to say something else.
“Get on the bed,” his tone wasn’t abusive or demanding. He was just stating what he wanted and I was following along because I wanted him so bad. “Face down, and put a pillow under your stomach.”
It was a bit strange that he knew precisely what I needed to do in order to have the fuck of my life. Almost as if he’d done it before. But I couldn’t ask about that right now, I was shaking so hard it almost looked as if I was having a convulsion.
“Where’s your lube?” He asked and I pointed shakily at my bedside.
“Usually I’d eat your pussy until you cum but we don’t have a lot of time. Maybe next time.”
The thought of a next time was enough to make me cum, but I didn’t say anything. I just nodded as he squirted lube out of the bottle and slid it on his thick cock. He did take a few seconds to apply some to my hole as well, and the feeling of his big finger entering me to stretch me just a bit made me involuntarily moan.
“Shhh,” he soothed me.
The mattress sunk under his weight as he climbed with one leg first to then put the other on the other side, straddling me. He hadn’t taken the rest of his clothes off like he’d told me to do. I could feel his jeans against my legs, but soon enough the only thing in my mind was the strong scent of his cologne as the rest of his body followed, laying on top of me. I can still smell it if I close my eyes.
“Open,” he whispered into my ears, and I spread my legs for him as much as I could.
His cock was poking my hole and I felt like my sanity was about to give in.
“Don’t scream,” he said before he started pushing his piece of meat inside of me.
The head took several minutes to make its way in. Consequences of poor prep I guess. I legitimately had to bite down a scream when it finally managed to lodge itself in, though. It felt so much bigger in my ass than in my hands.
“Shh, you’re so tight,” he whispered again with bated breath.
But I couldn’t hold back my sounds as he sank deeper, the pain was blinding at first. Eventually he was left no choice but to use his big hand to cover my mouth.
“Just a bit more,” he said.
And it was true. Only a minute or two later he had sank all the way in. We stayed like that for some time, panting and enjoying the morbid situation. This was so fucked up, but that just made it so much better.
My parents were downstairs while the guy they trusted and invited into their house was now starting to slam their son, absolutely wrecking my hole.
It was after the third thrust that I saw stars for a good reason. He found that one spot, and he noticed too. This man is an expert, I swear. He knew exactly how to move, how to pull back and then push back in just in the precise way he needed to do to make me delirious with pleasure, almost instantly forgetting the searing pain I’d been under.
The way the muscles on his chest and abdomen tensed against my back is a feeling I will take to my very grave. He was a perfect fucking machine. Even the way his hips moved to drill me every time was impossibly smooth.
I realize I’m making this sound way too good, and I probably am. But you have to understand that I never imagined I would be having a sneaky fuck with someone I considered as attractive as James.
I was so close to losing my mind in a sea of pleasure… so close, but then there was a knock on my door.
“Mason? Lindsey isn’t feeling well. Leave James alone so they can go home. Why is your door locked?”
“It’s okay Mrs. White. We’ll be done in a minute.”
He said that in a perfectly natural tone. I’m sure my mom didn’t suspect a thing. I mean, I’m certain she didn’t suspect I had this guy’s cock so deep inside of me, I felt like he could rearrange my guts.
“I’ll leave you a present, alright?”
He asked and I didn’t need to ask what that would be. His mouth closed around my shoulder and he bit my skin, branding me as he slammed me again and again, harder and faster until my eyes rolled to the back of my head and he groaned into my shoulder with sudden pleasure.
I won’t say I could feel his cum spilling inside me because I couldn’t, but I sure wish I could.
“Get dressed quickly, or they’ll get suspicious,” his voice was slightly gruff as he let go of me, and I felt the need to beg him to stay even though it was impossible.
One more time I did as I was told. My mom always forced me to come downstairs and wave goodbye to our guests as they left. James and I didn’t say a word to each other as we got dressed. He waited for me to be done before opening the door and walking downstairs perfectly naturally.
As I waved him goodbye, I could feel warm seed spilling down my legs.
That was the last time we did it but it wasn’t the last. We’ve snuck around two more times since then. And there’s a big celebration coming up at church on friday. I know it would be blasphemous, but you guys should see him to understand I don’t care. I’d do anything this man told me to.