Almost Like Family Ch. 01

I tied to swallow him down as far as I could go. He was too long for me, and I gagged myself. I tried again, but failed again, coming up coughing. I shifted gears, puckering my lips and running them down the length of his shaft to his balls, then back up. I worked the head again, hard and fast, while jacking him with my fist. My spit making him slick. God I was in heaven. So was he. I pulled off, and went after his balls, sucking each on in my mouth and rolling it around with my tongue. Jeremy wasn’t even coherent at that point, just making strangled animal sounds. None of the fake womanly moans you get with porn, this was fucking real. Raw-throated. The sound of Men. I went back up and back to his cockhead, sucking hard, sucking fast….

To my surprise, Jeremy stopped me, pulling me off just as I had hit my stride. I looked up at him, confused. “I’m getting too close bud.” He reached down and pulled me to my feet. And a sinner’s leer snaked across his face. “Mind if I return the favor?”

I responded with a hungry snarl that would have had a woman grabbing for her can of mace: “Show me what you’ve learned.”

He got up, then threw me back on his bed, my legs dangling over the side. He roughly pulled down my shorts and Jockeys, so I was naked as he was. He kneeled between my legs… and his mouth slammed into my crotch.

Oh fuck. OH FUCK OH FUCK OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK

NOTHING could have prepared me for the feel of his mouth as he went down on me. To my knowledge, Jeremy was as unexperienced as I was, but desperate passion made up for any lack of technique. Holy shit–this was the best blowjob of my entire fucking life. The kind that made me mad for all the shitty blowjobs I’d ever received. He went after me with more raw hunger than any woman had ever done–especially my wife. He sucked in my cockhead, rolling his tongue hard around the rim, fast. Flicking the piss slit. Then going down deep. Hard. I bellowed out a string of profanities. Hell, I might have spoken in tongues. He went after me. Hard again and again. And againandagainandagain. Sucking. Wet. Slobbery. Sucking.

He went for my balls, and again it was like a fucking revelation. Girls have no idea what to do with them, but Jeremy sure as fuck did. Perfect pressure, sucking them juuuuust on the edge of pain. Rolling them. He started ticking me with his fingertips, hitting that magic spot just behind my balls. God, I was fucking screaming. My mind on fire.

And then.

One of his fingers dug deeper, going further behind my balls. My entire body convulsed, and I barked out words so blasphemous that somewhere up in Heaven, Jesus wept. Jeremy pulled back slightly, and gave me a wicked look. “You like that?” He said, as he shot another finger back there, into my hairy buttcrack.

“Oh FUUUUCK!” I belted out. He run another finger, and my whole body shook again, like I had been hit with lighting.

He stuck his finger in his mouth, locked me with a terrible glare, and snarled out, “Well what about THIS?”

And Jeremy, God bless him, rammed his slicked-up finger right into my bunghole.

The sound I made was like an entire pack of werewolves howling at the moon. My body lifted off the bed as I shook wildly, my hands tearing at as brand-new sheets. No one had ever touched me there. My wife thought my hairy ass might be cute and all, but it was “dirty” and wanted nothing to do with it. Hell, I never thought of it as anything but a one-way garbage chute. I was floored by the sensation. This was next level. Life-changing. THIS WAS INCREDIBLE.

Oh God, the next few minutes were a blur, as my best friend finger fucked me while sucking my dick so hard he about tore it off. I flailed wildly, trying to grab his head and shoulders, but unable to get a grip from all the sweat. I was out of my mind. Desperate. My body flooded with sensations I couldn’t comprehend. Bucking desperately against him as he rammed another, and another finger inside me. Fire. Fire and passion.

But that was nothing compared to what was to come.

I saw Jeremy pull off my dick and stand up. We were both panting like we had run a marathon. He looked at me in naked hunger. Our eyes burrowing, burrowing…

He must have seen what he wanted to.

He violently spat into his hand.

Oh fuck. He wasn’t… was he? Oh fuck. My whole body tensed, but fucking shivered. There was no way he was going to… I couldn’t let him…. Oh fuck….

Yes. He smeared his phlegm roughly on his dick, and before I could utter a word of protest he leaned forward. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck. I could feel his hard cock against my hole. Fuck. There was no way. This was the ultimate betrayal of the guy code. He couldn’t….

But I was reaching out to him… and I realized it wasn’t to push him off, but to pull him in. He had to do it. I fucking needed this, whatever my brain was saying. Trying to push my ass toward him. Trying.

Damn. No movement.

He grabbed my right leg and hauled me up and forward. My butt open and exposed. My foot resting on his hairy chest. He spat again, and tried to slick himself more. He leaned in. I pushed forward. He found my hole and pushed. And pushed. And…

HOLY FUCK.

Pain ripped through me. Fucking pain like I had never felt. My back arched and my teeth bit down on my strangled scream. Jeremy pulled back. I relaxed. He tried again. PAIN. But not quite so bad. I was panting. Loud. “Shit!” he snarled in frustration. About to pull back….

“NO!” I heard myself bark at him. “No. Just… give me… a second. You’re fucking… HUGE… man…”

He broke out into a half-smile again. He didn’t move his hips, but reached down and ran his beefy hand across my abs. Slowly working down to my deflated cock. Jerking me again, getting my juices flowing, taking my mind off….

And then, he got a particularly wicked smirk on his face. To my astonishment, he started rubbing my foot, still braced tightly against his chest. I relaxed. His hand felt good against my toes. Jeremy instinctively knew my body better than any woman I had ever been with. He rubbed, and rubbed, and I let loose an appreciative growl.

Then–Oh! My! God!–he raised my foot to his mouth. I breathed in a shocked breath of astonishment… and he fucking stuck out his tongue and fucking licked my foot, from heel to my big toe. I let loose a shuddering, baying cry.

Holy fuck, the man sucking started sucking on my foot. The west slickness of his tongue. He roughness of his beard on my skin sent arcs of electricity up my spine. I arched my back so hard I about lifted off the bed. His tongue, swirls of hot spit between my toes. Then sucking my big toe like it was my cock.

And then I felt it. My body unclenched, and Jeremy’s steel girder of a dick opened my ass up and slid inside me. I gasped. Too overcome with the new sensations to say a word. Shuddering at the feel of it.

Until… he hit something inside me. And all Hell broke loose. Fire, roaring fire filled my body. Fire and light like I had never felt before. It was like getting flipped off a surfboard and being pounded by the surf. Pulled in every direction at once, unable to breathe, and then dragged across the sand into another swirl of water. I roared louder than a battalion of Zulu Warriors on the charge. “THERE! THERE! FUCKING THERE!!!”

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