“Do it, Jon.”
He rubbed more lube onto himself and coated a generous layer onto my ass as he pressed into me. I clung onto him for dear life as I felt him inching into me, touching my in the way that no one else would or could. He hugged me too, as he slowly and steadily breached me.
“I love you,” he said when he was fully seated into me. I felt his balls cool on my ass cheeks. He ground onto me, rubbing his pubic bone insistently at my balls.
“Can you imagine the feeling when I start thrusting?” he murmured in my ear.
“What?” I asked, wide-eyed with excitement. All I could think of was to fuck myself on him so his question threw me off a little.
“Imagine the ball following the motion of my cock. When I pull out, the ball follows. When I thrust back into you, my cock will drive the ball deep into you again, rubbing you so deep inside. I will continue this till it drives us both mad with pleasure and we come like never before.”
My breath hitched as I listened to him talk dirty. He was especially randy today with the dirty talking, the teasing and the special new toy.
“Oh Jon, fuck me. I want to feel it,” I moaned.
Jon started to pull out. I immediately felt it. His cock moving out of me. I could still feel the ball lodged deep in me, but then after around he pulled out by a few inches, I felt the ball sliding against my tunnel with his cock. This feeling was so novel, it drove me out of my mind. Before I could process it, Jon thrust into me again, shoving the ball back into its place.
“How do you like that, baby?” he gritted out as he thrust in and out of me.
I could only moan wantonly, begging for him not to stop as he thrust deeper and harder.
I wanted to come so badly, but the cock ring stopped me from my release. I was wound up and I took my frustration out by scratching Jon’s back. He growled and attacked my mouth. We moaned and groaned as we kissed, his hips never faltering in his hammering motion against my ass. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was loud and the squelch of the lube ominous.
He gripped my cock and started to stroke it vigorously, in time with his thrusts. I mewled as my legs curled around his hips tightly, telling him to never stop that.
I could feel his at the edge for his grunts and the urgency of his thrusts. The ball was rubbing me in a place where I didn’t know could be so erotic. I knew I was about to blow too. I wanted that with Jon. Together with Jon.
“Danny, I… I’m not going to last…Ah…” he managed as he clenched his teeth together.
“Me too, Jon… Me… too… Together now… Come… together…”
I screamed as I spurted into Jon’s hand. I felt his hand tightening on my shaft as he came inside me. I clenched my ass hard against his piston, trying with all my might to milk him dry.
He collapsed against me, smearing my come between us with his hand still on my cock. We both panted like we had run a marathon as we sunk into post-orgasmic bliss. His hand, still trapped between our bodies, rubbed my come between our sweat-slicked bodies.
Jon reached down to pull off the ring on his cock before pulling out of me.
“Danny…” he panted, “Keep me inside you. I don’t want to pull the ball out yet.”
I nodded, knowing the mess it would make when I pull the ball out. He huffed happily as he pulled me towards his chest. I snuggled against him, more than happy to be there.
“Happy 5th anniversary, Danny,” Jon mumbled as he drifted off to sleep.
“Happy 5th anniversary, Jon,” I replied as I planted a kiss onto his pecs, before floating off into a blissful dream with him.
TBC