“You can fuck me any time. I’m well and properly relaxed.”
“You dudes with your asses needing relaxing,” he joked. “You sure?”
“Yes, yes! Put it in me now!”
He grabbed the box of condoms and took out the chain. “Say please.”
“Please please please fuck me, Tyler.”
He tore a condom off the strip and ripped it open with his teeth. He was so expertly efficient at this, all I saw was a blur. He rolled the condom on and I saw how his massive dick swelled in the tight latex. I had a moment of panic and crawled forward on my elbows.
“Ah, ah, ah. Not so fast, Mr. Bottom.” He grabbed my ankles and pulled me back. He straddled my thighs with his knees. I heard the lube flick open, heard it squirt. “I think I got too much lube,” he muttered.
“No such thing.”
“Really?”
“Yes. You have much to learn. But that’s rule number one. Never too much lube.”
“I’ll have to remember that.”
And another shiver came over me. He was hinting that this wouldn’t be the last time we fooled around. We weren’t even done with the first time and I couldn’t wait for more. I can be such a greedy little pig.
He used his fingers again to make sure I was open and ready.
I was.
I felt pressure from the tip of Tyler’s dick against my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me onto his length.
“Ummmggghhhh,” I half groaned, half shouted. I was in heaven. Absolute heaven.
From his position, Tyler didn’t have to work too much to fuck me. He held on to my hips and rode hard, thrusting from his knees. He was a strong, silent fucker. Sweat dripped onto my back. I imagined him in a glazed frenzy. He leaned back and grabbed my calves, stroking them the way I’d teased his legs. This was an even better position: now his hips were even with my ass and he went straight in and out, burying his cock even deeper, hitting my prostate each time, sending my nerves to jangling. I was seeing stars. He pushed himself back up and smacked my asscheeks. He was pumping harder now, grunting. He was loving this as much as I was! Objectively, I wanted to pick his brain, to learn what he was thinking about the experience. Subjectively, I was in the physical moment, relishing the heat of his slick skin and the weight of his tight body.
He wrapped his arms under my armpits as leverage to fuck me even more deeply. He bit my shoulder and kissed my neck. He nibbled my earlobe and whispered, “How’s that big cock feel, dude? You like it? Can you take it? You like my cock in your ass?”
I was so astounded, so overcome with sensation I couldn’t respond.
He brought his arms out from under me and then he laid his palms flat on the floor. I felt his weight come off of me, but his dick was still pumping in and out of me. Gravity was causing his balls to smack wetly against my ass. I always loved that sound.
“Um, are you doing push-ups right now?”
“Is that a problem?” He bit my shoulder, then licked it.
“Let me get on all fours and you can fuck me like that.”
“Pushy, pushy.”
“It’s called being a power bottom.”
Never once taking his cock out of me, he got into a squat as I raised up onto my knees. His athleticism was truly astounding. He balanced himself with my shoulder and used a hand to smack my ass with each thrust now. He pulled himself all the way out of me, then threw himself back in. He was filling me up, ping-ping -pinging my prostate like a champion. A thread of precum dripped from my cock. On one thrust my dick flopped up, the precum spattering my chest. Tyler leaned back over me, holding my torso as he licked my spine down to the top of my ass and up to my shoulder blades. He used a hand to slowly jerk my dick, using my precum as lube.
“Hey, Tyler,” I gasped.
“Yeah?”
“I’m really super close. Can we change positions?”
“I’m pretty close too. What position do you want?”
“I just want to see your face while you fuck me. I want to see your face when I come all over you.”
“Can do.”
He pulled out. I immediately wanted him back in me. I was so close, and my dick had barely been touched. I’d never gotten so close just from anal action.
Tyler kneeled again as I turned and sat. I raised my legs and wrapped them around his slender, solid torso. He grabbed my hips and guided himself back into me. I rested on my elbows, realized this wasn’t the most comfortable position, and told him. I put my arms around his neck and sat into his lap, letting the length of Tyler’s manhood fill me again. Perfect.
I anchored myself with one arm and pushed with my heels. We were in perfect sync now, him thrusting in and out, me riding along.
“How you doing?” he asked. He leaned in and kissed me.
“Good. Close. You?”
He wiped his brow with a forearm and laughed. “I’m close, too. But I was thinking there’s got to be an easier way than this. Next time we’re using my bed.” He started jerking me off.
“Will there be a next time?” I asked.
“If you want there to be.”
“I do. And then, next next time we can use my bed.”
“Then after that we can use the couch.”
He was pumping into me harder and faster. Slamming into my body, making sure I felt every inch. My toes curled into the floor. I gasped, “Then the table!”
“I want to fuck you on every piece of furniture in every room in this apartment.”
That did it. That and him jerking me off. I arched my back, curled my toes until I was digging into the floorboards and groaned as my dick exploded. Gobs of cum shot out of me. The first load landed on Tyler’s shoulder, the next splattered his chest, coating his newly grown-out pelt. I was full of adrenaline now and rode his thrusts like a wild animal (later Tyler told me I was screaming). Two more thick ropes shot out of me, one over Tyler’s shoulder, the other onto his face, one last spurt splashing his abs. I swear my eyes were in the back of my head by the time I was done coming.
Tyler rolled his head back. I wanted him to feel every bit as good as I did. I clenched my ass and rode him, up and down, up and down, grinding into his hips. Tyler was shaking now, his eyes closed and a smile widening across his face, bigger and bigger. One knee lost its balance and he lost all control. He came with a series of “Uh! Uhs!”, spasming and thrusting each time.
After he came he pulled out of me and collapsed. I collapsed right after him and slid the condom off of him. I tossed it to the side. We were getting so messy.
“Okay. I may have the biggest dick, but damn boy, you can shoot!”
I smiled and agreed.
“That was fun.” Tyler had gotten his breath back. I was resting my head on his chest. Sweat was pooling under us. The whole apartment smelled of pure sex. I took a deep breath.
“Way fun. Can’t wait till next time.”
“Ugh. I’m way too tired to even think of next time.”
“Me too.” I wasn’t, but I didn’t want to break the boy. “But next time, let’s have a proper porn cumshot.”
“Oh, yeah. The famous pull out. I’m a little nervous now that I’ve seen you unload. Might get wad-envy.”
“If I can sit with you, dick next to dick, you can deal with losing the cum-petition.”
We groaned. I could be so lame sometimes.
“You know what, bro. I’m really hungry now.”
“Yeah, but I’m not really in the mood for Ramen. Or peanut butter. Unless I suck it off your dick.”
He laughed. We both shouted, “Next time!”