Mark Goes to Brian's Apartment
As Brian’s cum finished leaking out of my ass, we laid there together without talking for a few minutes. He moved higher up on my chest and our bodies were interlocked. His soft, smooth, hairless skin felt so good against mine. He would kiss me several times and I returned his kisses putting my tongue in his mouth as deep as I could. I held him in my arms like every girl I’ve ever had, including my soon-to-be fiancé Susan. Putting my hands on his butt was enough to get me semi hard again – even though he sucked most of the cum out of me just minutes before he fucked my ass.
He thanked me for the hot fuck and I thanked him in return. I told him I had no idea how good a cock, especially a big cock like his, could feel inside me. I’ve had rubbery dildos in my ass, but they aren’t anything like a man’s pulsating cock. Or in this case, a teen’s huge pulsating 9 inch cock. He kissed me again, smiled, and then laid his head on my chest.
At the same time, I reminded myself that the purpose of coming to Brian’s apartment was the exact opposite of what actually happened. Sure, I realized after only two times with this teen and my first time being fucked by a man that I liked being fucked. But in a month I was returning to college to finish my fourth year and only a few months from proposing to Susan to start a new life with her. Would I always want man sex outside of my marriage or would this just be something I’d do once with Brian and never do it again?
Who the Hell was I kidding? After I gave this kid a blowjob a few days earlier and a rim job a few minutes ago, there was no going back. Not to mention the hot fuck he just gave me. Yeah, maybe I can get Susan to start rimming and fucking me with a strapon, but that won’t be anything like a real live cock thrusting in and plugging my ass. There was no going back.
Maybe not with this eighteen-year-old, but I’d certainly be on the lookout for a hot cock to suck or an ass to fuck the rest of my life. I’d have to get a career in a city I’m sure, because I wasn’t going to find fucks like Brian in the small town near Indy I came from. But Susan came from the Dayton metro area, so she didn’t want to live where I came from anyway.
That reminded me that I would be driving over to see Susan and her family over the weekend, since I had the weekend off. We were both out of college for the summer and I tried to see her every weekend, if possible. She assisted at a community hospital in Dayton while she was working towards her degree, so we really only had the weekends together. I was also reminded that we tried to get in at least one fuck when I visited. We couldn’t do it at her home obviously, but we always found a secluded place out at the lake, or somewhere. She needed and liked the sex just as much as I did.
For a brief moment I tried to compare her blowjobs to the one I just got from Brian. It always felt great when she put her mouth on my cock, but she really wasn’t fond of cum in her mouth. That’s okay. I didn’t hold that against her. A lot of women are like that. I’m not saying she sucked me only to be polite, or to return the favor after I ate her pussy and ass. But I know it wasn’t her favorite thing. With Brian, hell yes, he wanted all of my cock, all of my cum, and anything else he could get. Susan would rim me, but I’m still not sure to this day if she really liked it. Brian, yeah, he liked my ass. A lot.
But it’s really comparing apples to oranges isn’t it? I like apples, but now I realize oranges are pretty damn tasty too. Can I go back to only eating apples? After two sessions with this kid with the 9 inch cock, it’s highly doubtful. Then I start wondering if I’d be satisfied with a regular 5 or 6 inch cock after having a porn-star-like cock. I’m guessing not.
Reality starts ringing an alarm and I realize I’ve got to get out of here…one way, or another. I’ve got to make sure Brian knows I won’t, I can’t be back here. I’ve got to see Susan the next few weekends and then I return to the fall semester.
But then I look down and see Brian’s bubble butt ass. I’ve sucked his cock, he’s sucked my cock, and he’s fucked me like a whore…and I loved every second of it and every inch of his cock that was buried in my man cunt. What I haven’t done and what I’ll probably never have a chance to do after this night is fuck his perfect ass. Yeah, rimming that sweet ass was fantastic, but I’ve never fucked a man’s ass before. I’ve fucked Susan’s ass a lot (she suggested it first), but I want to fuck a man at least once. This was my chance.
“Brian, I’ve got to be going soon. It’s been a great night. But I’m not sure we’ll ever have the chance to see each other again. Maybe once or twice before I return back to school, but I’m not sure. You just put your cock in me in a way that made me feel something I’ve never felt before. I’d really like to fuck your ass to know what it feels like to fuck another man. Are you too exhausted? I mean after being fucked, hell, I’m exhausted too. But I’d really love to fuck your sexy butt.”
“Mark, if you think I’m going to let you leave tonight without fucking me, you are out of your mind. From the first time I saw you at work, I knew I’d never be satisfied until I had your cock in my hands, in my mouth, and ESPECIALLY in my ass. Yeah, Mark, I want you to open me up, lick my ass, and then plow me with all you got. And I want you to keep going until you fill my cunt with all of your slippery cum. And then I want you to finish by taking your cock out of my ass and put it in my mouth so that I can lick your cock clean. You ready?”
Fuck yes I was ready. I flipped this kid over like a cheap pillow so his ass was right there for me. I was already fully erect just thinking about his ass. But once I saw his crack opening to me, my cock started throbbing like a bad headache. Except, it didn’t hurt. Well, it hurt a lot, but in a good way.
I moved down to lick this teen boy’s ass to get it ready for my cock. I was going to rape HIS ass this time. Putting my tongue in his crack was, again, heavenly. He moaned and squirmed just like I wanted him to do while I got him sloppy wet. I wish I had the 9 inches he was packing to fuck this sweetie, but my 7 inches was going to have to do. Whatever I had, I was going to give it to him up to my balls for sure. As I moved my tongue out of his ass, he turned to look up at me longing for what he had wanted since he first met me.
“Mark, fuck my ass. Please.”
“Sure, love. I’m going to cum in your sweet pussy baby.”
I pushed him down and straddled his ass. I pushed the head of my throbbing dick against his boy pussy. Damn, he was tight. Tighter than any pussy I’d ever had. I told him so. He spread his legs to make it easier for me to enter his ass.
“Don’t worry Dad. I can take it. Just push and your knot will do the rest.”
There he goes with the “Dad” stuff again. WTF? But with my cock an inch inside his cunt opening, I wasn’t going to stop to ask questions. It was now or never, so I pushed hard into this kid. The head of my cock passed into him and I was in all the way. The rush, the feeling was enough to make me pass out. But I was too hot to let that happen. I wanted to experience every second of being inside this boy’s pussy.
“Pump me, Dad. Pump your cock in my ass.”
And then all I heard were grunts and moans while I fucked this teen. I don’t know how long my cock was in his ass, but I didn’t want to ever pull it out. I just wanted to keep that warm feeling going on for as long as possible.
But then he said, “Dad fill my ass with your cum. Please, Dad, I need your cum in my ass.”
Those words meant I couldn’t hold my cum any longer. I pushed hard into him one more time and let my cum go deep into him.
“Brian, I’m going to cum in your ass baby!”
“Yeah, Daddy, fill my ass. Yeah, fill my ass Dad.”
Fuck, I’m not sure I ever felt that good before that minute. Even now as I write this, it makes me want to get up and go masturbate my cock, fill my hands with cum, and lick it all into my mouth. And then swallow all I can.
“Daddy, take your cock out of my ass and put it in my mouth. I want to clean your cock and swallow any cum you have left.”
So, that’s what I did. I pulled my cock out of this sweet boy’s cunt, flipped him over, and put my cock into his mouth as far as I could. It felt...well, I can’t even describe how it felt to be honest. But I didn’t want the feeling to go away. Ever.
I stayed that night with Brian. After all we did, I didn’t have it in me to just up and leave. So we both showered and we went to sleep in the same bed. No more sex. We were both too spent for that. I didn’t have any clothes to change into so I slept nude. He came to bed in another clean pair of white lacy boy panties – fuck he looked so good in panties. But this time he added a pair of white, lacy thigh-high stockings to go with the panties. Fuck, he looked great. Susan wears white thigh-high stockings a lot and he looked as good in them as she does.
In the morning, Brian brought me breakfast in bed. This kid was something. He’d make someone a good wife in more ways than one, ha-ha. He brought me some kisses too which I liked. We kissed for a while, but nothing more as I had to be leaving fairly quickly.
“Brian, thanks for last night. I don’t think my visit to your apartment turned out like I had hoped, but it was a hot night for sure. Since you’ll be going to a college down south and I’m going the opposite way, I don’t think we’ll have to worry about how this continues. Sure, we’ll probably see each other again, but it can’t be often. I’m going to give an engagement ring to Susan as soon as I get back to school, so there’s that. Of course, that assumes her dad, my future father-in-law, gives his approval.
I know most guys don’t ask for approval from a future father-n-law these days. But I’m old-school and I just think it’s the right thing to do. I’ve only met her mom and dad a few times. I know her mom likes me. Her dad…well, that’s always a crapshoot isn’t it? Daddies want to take care of their little girls. But, hey, I’d feel the same way. Now if he knew you and I were fucking each other’s brains out last night, I’m guessing that would be a problem ha-ha. Just a guess. No dads want their daughter marrying a guy who is swings both ways.”
“By the way, Brian, if you don’t mind, can I ask you why you called me “Dad” several times last night when we were fucking? I mean it didn’t bother me…but you’re 18 and I’m 22. Hardly old enough to be your Dad.”
“Yeah, Mark, I figured you’d ask about that. Okay, here’s the deal. I’ve always been gay for as long as I can remember. And I’ve always been attracted to guys older than me. And not to be too weird, I always had a desire to, well, satisfy my own father. Yeah, I know that’s weird, wrong, taboo, and all that stuff. You name it. Probably need to seek mental help ha-ha. My mom and dad were divorced when I was pretty young and I lived alone with my dad. I saw him naked a lot. And I saw his cock many times. He was/is a beautiful man, with a great body, and a cock very much like mine. Heredity, I guess. But I knew I couldn’t approach him when I really wanted to satisfy him. Well, I didn’t know for sure, but I didn’t want to take the chance. If he didn’t have the same feelings – due to the taboo nature of it all – he’d probably beat the hell out of me. Or at least send me for some psychological help, ha-ha.”
“But, man, I jacked off often thinking about him. Never done anything, but I got off in a big way thinking about his cock and what it would be like to have my own father fuck me. From there I developed a desire to be with older men. Started looking at DILF magazines, videos, and similar stuff. A few weeks ago, not long after I turned 18, I hooked up with a guy on Grindr. I’m assuming you’ve heard of that. I met him for a date. He was about 45 from out of town. I didn’t want to hook up with someone from here that I might run into again. I just wanted a more anonymous hookup where I could get fucked and go on to the next guy. By the way, if you’re wondering, we did use condoms even though I didn’t with you. And, full disclosure, I am going to see him again. Soon.”
“Anyway, I’ve had this “dad” fetish, taboo, whatever you want to call it for several years. It really doesn’t matter if the guy is young like you. If they are older than me at all, my mind wants to assume I’m fucking with my dad, or at least an older mature man. God Mark, I know I’m freaking you out…but I wanted you to know exactly how and why that word came out of my mouth. I hope it doesn’t change your opinion of me. I’d never do anything with my real father, but I do have daddy issues. Big ones.”
“Hey, Brian, not a problem. I guess we all have our quirks, or taboos, if you want to call them that. Fantasies in your head really aren’t hurting anyone…unless you act on them I guess. Hell, I’ve got all kinds of things that I’d like to do that I know I never can do. For instance, I’ve jerked off thinking about Susan’s mom more than once. I’m sure that wouldn’t go over well with Susan, her mom, and especially her Dad. Of course, I pretend that her mom is all for it, ha-ha! But it’s just a fantasy that gets me off sometimes. If we’re ever able to do this again, I’d be perfectly fine if you called me Dad, Father, or anything else.”
“Brian thanks for a great night last night and thanks for letting me stay over in your bed. Sorry I didn’t have clean clothes to change into. By the way, thanks for coming to bed in those thigh-high stockings. Damn, your ass and legs look great in stockings and panties.
You’ve got my number, so feel free to keep in touch. Just remember, as good as the sex with you has been, Susan is going to be the one I devote myself to. With us it can only be sex. Okay?
That reminds me, I’ve got to get the car filled up so I can head up over to Dayton to see Susan and her parents this weekend. So, I better run. How about a hug and a kiss before I go, Brian?
“Absolutely Mark. Put your tongue in my mouth Daddy, and squeeze my ass too!”
“Mark, Did you say you’re going to Dayton to see Susan? Man, what a small world. That’s where my Grindr date is from. Too funny. He and I agreed to meet up next week once he reserves a room for us. I’ve got to give him a call today to see if he still wants to meet. He’s got a family and discretion is a must for him. Like you, or at least he said, he’d never been with another male before me. Who knows? But there sure are a lot of married guys looking for cock these days. You really wouldn’t believe it. I’d say any guy past 45 is at least bi-curious, if he hasn’t given up on straight sex totally by then. Most of them aren’t getting enough from their wives so they start looking for single guys like me. I don’t mind, but I’m betting their wives would.
Dayton? Huh, small world. Maybe I’ll see you there. Just kidding! I promised I wouldn’t mess up your relationship with Susan. She sounds nice and from what you’ve said, hot too. You are a lucky guy Mark. Good luck with the engagement and the father-in-law approval thing.”
“Dayton? Your Susan and my married Grindr guy are both from Dayton!
Dayton! Ha-ha, small world…”
