Weeks had passed, and the dynamic in our house had transformed into a constant, thrilling exploration of desire. Malik, my dad, and I indulged in amazing threesomes. Some days, we didn't even bother with clothes, living in a state of perpetual nudity that only fueled our lust. When my dad was tied up with work, Malik and I would seize the opportunity to dive deeper into each other's bodies and fantasies while our connection grew stronger with every intimate encounter.
One evening after work, when I walked into the house, the air felt different. The faint scent of sweat and musk lingered in the hallway, a telltale sign of what had just transpired. I froze mid-step as I saw a huge black man wearing a v-neck tank top and an imposing muscular frame walk out the front door, giving me a quick smile. His broad shoulders and thick chest hair caught my eye. He climbed into a sleek car parked outside, his movements confident and unhurried. My stomach twisted with jealousy as I watched him drive away.
When I stepped inside, Malik was lounging on the couch, shirtless, his muscular chest glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. Dad was sitting beside him, equally dishevelled, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. The room smelled like sex—raw, primal, and unmistakable. My pulse quickened as I locked eyes with Malik.
“Who was that?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady despite the knot of emotions tightening in my chest.
Malik stretched lazily, his biceps flexing as he draped an arm over the back of the couch. “That's Rex,” he said, his deep voice dripping with casual ease. “He’s my gym buddy. We were… catching up.” Rex, being around Malik's age, is more than just a gym buddy to Malik; he's a close friend, sharing the same passion for bodybuilding. They had been friends long before Malik met my dad. Together, they push each other to new limits, pumping iron side by side.
I frowned, crossing my arms over my chest. “And you didn’t think to invite me?”
Dad chuckled, running a hand through his tousled hair. “Relax, kiddo. We wanted to make sure he was compatible before bringing him into our dynamic. You know how it is.”
My jaw tightened. "Compatible". The word stung more than it should have. But I couldn’t deny the flicker of curiosity that sparked in me at the thought of Rex. His massive frame, the dark curls of chest hair I’d glimpsed, the sheer dominance radiating from him—it all sent a shiver down my spine.
I'd never met Rex face-to-face until that day. I'd only heard his name mentioned a few times by Malik, usually in conversations about gym-related stuff with my dad. Rex wasn't able to attend their wedding because he was out of the country, visiting his family due to an emergency when the wedding took place.
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A week later, Malik invited Rex over for dinner. When he walked into the house, the energy shifted immediately. Rex’s presence was magnetic, his deep voice rumbling through the room as he exchanged greetings with Malik and my dad. He wore a tight-fitting tank top that clung to his muscular torso, and his dark skin seemed to glow under the soft light. His armpits were thick with dark curly hair, and when he raised his arm to shake hands with me, I caught a whiff of his natural musk—heady and intoxicating.
Dinner was a blur of laughter and conversation, but I could barely focus. My thoughts kept drifting to Rex, imagining what it would feel like to have those massive hands on me, to be enveloped by his raw masculinity. When the meal ended, Malik shot me a knowing look and nodded toward the stairs.
“Why don’t you show Rex to your room?” he suggested. His tone was casual but laced with implication.
My heart raced as I led Rex upstairs. The moment we stepped into my room, the tension between us ignited. Without a word, he closed the door behind us, his dark eyes locking onto mine. I could feel the heat emanating from his body as he stepped closer, his chest brushing against mine.
“You’ve been staring at me all night,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “What do you want?”
I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. “I want you,” I admitted, my voice trembling with desire.
Rex’s lips curved into a slow smile, and without another word, he closed the distance between us. His mouth crashed against mine, hungry and demanding. I melted into the kiss, my hands roaming over his broad shoulders and down his muscular back. His body was solid, and it made me feel small in the best way possible.
When we broke apart, Rex grabbed the hem of his tank top and pulled it off, revealing a defined 6-pack and his muscular chest full of chest hair. My breath hitched as I reached out to touch him, my fingers tangling in the coarse curls on his chest. His dark skin radiates an alluring charm. He smelled like sweat and cologne, a heady combination that made my knees weak.
He wasted no time undressing me, his hands rough yet deliberate as they peeled off my clothes. Soon, we were both naked, and I couldn’t help but stare at the thick patch of pubic hair covering his groin. It was dense and wild, a testament to his raw masculinity. My cock twitched at the sight, already hard and leaking. Rex's dick is a beast; I said, "WOW" to myself when I first saw it. It's an 8-inches of dark hard meat that looks like it could do some serious damage. My ass clenched in anticipation, my mouth watered, and I felt this primal urge to take it in every way possible.
Rex pushed me back onto the bed, climbing over me with predatory grace. His hands gripped my thighs, spreading them wide as he leaned down to bury his face between my legs. The first swipe of his tongue against my hole sent a jolt of pleasure through me, and I moaned loudly, arching my back. His tongue was relentless, circling and probing until I was writhing beneath him, desperate for more.
“Fuck, Rex,” I gasped, my fingers digging into the sheets. “Don’t stop.”
He didn’t. Instead, he flipped me over onto my stomach with ease, my body yielding to his strength. He then dove in and started to rim my hole with a fervour that sent shivers through my entire body. His tongue explored my hole for more than ten minutes, making me moan with all the pleasure he gave me. His rimming skills sent shivers through my body. The way Rex rimmed my hairy hole was like he was born to eat ass. His tongue was relentless, diving deep, licking, sucking, making me squirm and moan like a bitch in heat. I was losing my mind, my cock throbbing, my balls aching, all because his mouth was doing things to me that felt like pure ecstasy. I could've stayed there forever, feeling his tongue dance around my hole, making me feel like I was about to explode from the pleasure.
Then, his hands gripped my hips as he positioned himself behind me. I felt the blunt head of his 8-inch massive cock pressing against my entrance, and I braced myself for the stretch. When he pushed inside, it was overwhelming—his thickness filled me completely, sending waves of pleasure and pain radiating through my body.
“Shit.. you’re so tight,” he growled, his voice strained as he bottomed out.
He started moving, his hips slamming into mine with bruising force. Each thrust drove me deeper into the mattress, the sound of skin against skin echoing through the room. I reached back to grip his thigh, my nails digging into his muscle as I urged him on.
“Harder,” I begged, my voice breaking. “Rex, fuck me harder.”
He obliged, his pace relentless as he pounded into me. “Fuck, your fucking ass feels so amazing, buddy.” The intensity was almost too much, but I craved every second of it. When he leaned down to kiss the back of my neck, his beard scratching against my skin, I felt myself teetering on the edge.
“Turn around,” he commanded, pulling out abruptly.
I did as he asked, lying on my back and spreading my legs wide. Rex positioned himself between them, his cock sliding back inside me with ease. This angle allowed me to see his face, his brows furrowed in concentration as he thrust into me. I reached up to touch his hairy chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath my palm.
After he'd had his fun pounding me for a while, he pulled out, and his dick glistened with my juices. I was hungry for more and grabbed that 8-inch dark monster with both hands, barely wrapping around it. I took him into my mouth, sucking him off like I was starving. His moans filled the room as I worked my tongue around his dick. The taste was a heady mix of his sweat and the sweet tang of his precum, which made my mouth water even more. I took him in greedily, my lips sealing around him, my tongue swirling around his shaft, exploring every ridge and vein. There was something incredibly satisfying about feeling him in my mouth, his moans echoing around us, spurring me on. The power I felt, knowing I was driving him to the edge with just my mouth, was exhilarating. Each groan from him was music to my ears, a sign of his enjoyment that made me want to suck harder, take him deeper, to feel him unravel completely under my control.
Rex has this massive bush of pubic hair, thick and wild like a forest down there. I dove right into it, burying my nose and face deep in that jungle of hair. The scent was overwhelming, pure man-musk, rich and musky, making my senses go wild. I inhaled deeply, savouring the raw earthy smell, letting it fill my lungs like the best kind of drug. Each breath was a mix of sweat, sex, and his unique scent, driving me into a frenzy of lust as I nuzzled and rubbed my face against that bush. I was completely lost in the primal pleasure of it all.
Not done with me yet, Rex then pushed me onto my back again, spreading my legs wide. He stared down at me with this predatory look in his eyes before he slammed back into me in missionary style. Each thrust was like he was trying to split me in two, his body crashing against mine, his cock hitting every sweet spot inside me. The sound of our bodies slapping together was obscene, the smell of sex and our sweat filling the air as he fucked me hard.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he muttered, his eyes locked on mine. “Gonna make you cum so hard.”
His words were enough to push me over the edge. My body tensed, every nerve ending alight with the sensation of him filling me, his movements hitting just the right spots. Unable to hold back any longer, I felt my orgasm surge through me, my cock pulsing as I shot a good load across my tummy and chest.
Rex followed soon after. He couldn't hold back after witnessing my release. With a few more powerful thrusts, his body tensed, his breath hitching as he reached his own peak. I felt his cock pulse inside me, the sensation unmistakable as he emptied himself, his cum filling me in warm, deep spurts. The feeling of him climaxing inside me was electric, solidifying our connection in that moment of shared ecstasy.
Before we collapsed together in a heap of satisfied exhaustion, Rex leaned down, his tongue eagerly tracing the lines of cum I'd shot across my tummy and chest. His tongue was warm and thorough, collecting every drop with a fervour that mirrored our recent passion. Our breaths were heavy, and the sweat on our skin began to cool in the air. He moved up to kiss me, sharing the taste of my cum with me in a deep, intimate kiss.
As we kissed, I felt the first trickles of Rex's cum leaking from my ass, a reminder of our connection. "Rex, your load is leaking from me," I said. The evidence was unmistakable; Rex had unleashed a massive load inside me. It was a sticky reminder of our passion, his huge load filling me to the point of leaking, a clear sign of how much he'd given in that moment of climax. With a mischievous glint in his eye, Rex reached down, his fingers collecting the warm, sticky essence that was escaping. He then brought those fingers to my mouth, and without hesitation, I licked them clean, tasting his cum, and savouring it like a final act of our shared pleasure. It was a dirty and delicious encounter, each of us taking in the other's essence, sealing the experience with taste and touch.
We laid there for a while, tangled in each other. Then, the unmistakable sounds of Malik and my dad’s moans drifted through the walls. Rex chuckled, nuzzling my neck. “Sounds like they’re having fun in their room,” he teased, his breath hot against my skin.
I turned to face him, a mischievous grin spreading across my face. “Rex, We’re not done yet, are we?”
