Giving In
I had a long hot shower that Friday night when I got home, after Dennis Gibson fucked me in my office. Allie said I looked tired, and I had a hard time smiling at all. The kids were my focus, and I spent the night being super dad, feeding them, playing with them, putting them to bed on my own as I encouraged Allie to rest and relax. Part of it was guilt for what I was planning the next night on Saturday. Part of it was guilt for what my boss and I did in my office that day. Part of it was just plain old guilt for what I was doing every day. But I couldn’t help it.
I bent my head in the shower, letting the hot water run down my muscles, feeling the tension somewhat subsiding, thinking about Dennis Gibson and the frantic sex we had right there in my office. He told me he loved me, which was all I wanted to hear from Dr. David Fox. But as soon as I thought about Dave, my mind went to him, and how much I was looking forward to seeing him tomorrow night as we planned.
Dennis and Dave were very similar: both were big, muscled men; both were highly successful professionals; both were enamored with me and my ass; both wanted me all to themselves.
But my boss Dennis WANTED me. He wanted me to leave Allie and the kids and move in with him. Dennis admitted he was in love with me, and wanted my kids to be his, and offered a life with me. Isn’t that what I had truly wanted since Joe died? Wasn’t this what I was after all along?
I heard Allie come into the bathroom to get something, but she ignored me just as much as I ignored her. I let my head hang down, the hot water feeling good on my neck as I thought about what it would do to me to give all of this up with her and the kids. And I wasn’t sure if I could really do it. Plus the look of dejection on Dennis’ face when I hesitated was still haunting me.
I looked upwards and let the water hit my face as the image of Dr. David Fox entered my thoughts. He had more passion than Dennis and seemed to be the better lover between the two. He seemed to be more into me because of his own loveless marriage. It was like we were two lost souls who had finally found each other. But we had an agreement we weren’t to have anyone else. Today I broke that contract.
When I got out of the shower, I slipped on a pair of cotton pj bottoms and a white tee and grabbed my phone, draping myself over my bed. I had a text from Dr. Fox. We rarely texted, as messaging on phones was fairly new. He agreed that we would only send safe messages, so I sort of laughed when I read it. It read: “Sent you some results to your email. Have a look and let me know what you think.”
We had set up some Hotmail accounts for just us recently. He was worried I wouldn’t be able to get a hold of him via phone so we agreed that we could have email to send messages and be free to say what we wanted. We didn’t need them much, but this told me he was ready to start connecting more. Must have been because he was alone this weekend, so he figured he should test it out. I opened up Safari and entered in my email password and there was a message, from “Doc Brown” which again made me laugh. He was nothing like the crazy scientist from Back to the Future, but his code name was comical.
His message was short but direct: I wish you were here right now. Look at what you’re missing tonight. Hope you stay hungry for tomorrow night. I’ll save it for you.
And there was an attachment. When I clicked on the attachment and clicked VIEW, it opened to a pic of his naked body from the side in a mirror, from his big muscular pecs down to his ankles, his erection sticking up, his big hand holding it up.
I typed a message back immediately, a slight dirty grin on my face.
Don’t cum tonight. Sleep naked. Save it all for me and I’ll make sure I’m hungry for many, many loads.
I pulled down my pj bottoms and snapped a pic of my own hard dick, thick from just seeing his and typing to him and attached it. I felt like a fucking teenager when I hit send, not expecting to hear back from him.
Allie was downstairs, the kids sleeping in their rooms and I let my head fall back on the bed. I was 34. Ten years had passed since Joe died, and here I was, with two solid replacement types, two men to choose from who were just as built, just as sexy, and even more successful than Joe was. Dave wanted no strings attached sex. Dennis wanted me to move in with him. Isn’t that what I had been searching for since Joe died? So why was I hesitating on Dennis Gibson’s request to join him?
Dave sent a message back via email. Like a giggling teen, I opened his message and saw another attachment. His message was short but direct:
I’m going to suck that cock and fuck the cum right out of you.
His pic was a close up of his cock head, a drop of precum oozing out.
With a smile, I typed back:
Don’t let that go to waste. I want to smell you on your sheets tomorrow when I’m in bed with you.
I signed off with a little heart, hesitated, but hit send anyway.
The next message came back fast. Another one that was short. But it made me dizzy, my heart fluttering as I read it.
You sure you can’t come over tonight? I want to make sweet love to you baby.
And it too was signed off with a heart.
I quickly replied and said “I wish I could. But I’ll be there tomorrow at 8 once the kids are down. Can you wait till then?”
I waited, staring at the screen for a few minutes, until Doc Brown appeared in my inbox again.
I’ll do my best to keep my hands off myself but be ready because my hands will be all over you tomorrow night. It’ll be a lonely night here in this bed, but I’ll fall asleep and spoon a pillow thinking it’s you. I’ll be counting down the minutes till you’re in my bed. Unless you want to give me a call and I can say goodnight to you?
Another heart, and another flutter in my body. Maybe he was coming around? Maybe Dave was the one I should stick with and forget about Dennis’ offering.
But then the home phone rang and Allie answered it quickly so as not to wake the kids. I could hear her giggling downstairs, and she had her sweet voice on, the almost flirty one when she talked to certain people. I froze, knowing that she talked that way to my boss.
So, when she quietly came up the stairs and peered around the door to our master bedroom, she came to me with the portable. I knew who it was before she said it. “It’s your boss.”
I took the phone and gave her a frown as if to suggest what the hell is he doing calling me on a Friday night? She just shook her head and handed me the phone with a smile and rolled her eyes, shrugging her shoulders before she left me alone, closing the bedroom door behind her respectfully.
I waited till I heard her going down the stairs. “Hello?” I said into the phone.
“I couldn’t let today go without giving you a call. I’m sorry I had to call you at home, but I had to get this out.” Dennis’ voice was quiet, deep, and urgent sounding, like he’d been ready to begin to spill as soon as I said hello.
I waited, to see if he would continue. “Okay.” I simply said in the pause.
“Is it safe to talk?” Dennis’ voice went from quietly direct to hesitant.
“Yeah, it’s okay. I’m in my bedroom.”
“Okay.” I heard him take a deep breath. “I meant what I said. I’m offering an out for you. If you are ready to leave Allie, I want you here with me. You can be with me. I’ll take care of you.”
He stopped and there was a long, long silence. And then there was another message on my phone in my open Safari Hotmail account from Doc Brown. I clicked on it and saw the message:
“I’m so glad I found you. I have lots to tell you tomorrow when you’re here. I can’t wait to see you little man. Call me if you can. I’d love to hear your voice tonight before I close my eyes. D.” Followed by three hearts.
“Brian?” I heard Dennis’ voice startle me out of my gaze to my phone. “You okay?” Dennis’ voice was calm, caring, soft. It was tearing me apart to see this message from Dr. Dave, suddenly wondering what it was he had to tell me and what the THREE hearts meant, versus the offer of Dennis to take me in, comfort me if I was to leave my family.
And then Allie appeared at the door, holding a glass of wine for me. She silently moved around the room, the look on her face all smiles and full of love for me practically broke my heart as I closed the Hotmail account and looked up at her. “Thought you might need this.” She whispered quietly as I could hear Dennis breathing on the other end of the phone.
I watched her begin to walk away and found the courage to say into the phone, “Can we discuss this on Monday?”
“Allie’s there isn’t she?” Dennis said on the other end as I watched my wife’s sexy body make a discreet exit from our bedroom.
“Yeah.” I simply said.
“I’m sorry Brian. I really am. For everything. But I’ve been there. I know what it’s like. But you can’t keep doing this: to yourself or to Allie. Make a decision and be who you are. Trust me. If you’re scared, I’ll take care of you. I will help you get through this. Come be with me.” Dennis sounded almost desperate, but I was still staring at the door.
“I’m not sure I can do this yet.” I said honestly and I heard Dennis sigh.
There was a very long pause, I could hear him breathing as I stared at Dave’s last message still on my screen. “Okay.” He said at last. “I’ll give you the weekend to think more. And let’s talk more on Monday. Deal?” He said very softly but firmly.
I held the phone in my ear and breathed out a quiet “Okay” before I heard the click, and the dial tone start before I hit the button to hang up. Without even thinking, I dialed Dave’s cell number.
I waited to see if Dave would answer, hoping he was still waiting for my call. I took a sip of my red wine to calm my nerves at the abrupt ending to my phone call, and the firmness of Dennis’ final words. But my heart jolted when Dave picked up his phone.
“Mmmmm. You did see the message.” He growled into the phone before either one of us gave a proper hello.
“I did.” I said with a sudden smile, trying to shake the last phone call from my brain and focus on the hearts on my computer screen from this man: the man who wasn’t pressuring me to alter my life, but who also wasn’t sharing the way he felt about me like I was with him.
“You alone?” He panted into the phone. He sounded sexy, and I could hear him rustling around like he was moving.
“For now.” I said quietly. “Where are you? Still in your bed?”
“Mmm hmmm.” He growled again. “Wishing you were here to cuddle with.”
“You’ll have to make do with Pillow Brian tonight unfortunately.”
He gave a small snort of laughter. “Pillow Brian. I like that. I may just fuck the stuffing out of it tonight, but I’ll try to control myself and save it all for the real Brian tomorrow night.”
I snorted back and felt my cock growing. Dave was calming down immediately. He was the better choice, I thought to myself. Same situation, like me. No pressure to change things. We could just have fun. Feel safe. After all, wasn’t that what I was after? And this way, no one was getting hurt. Right?
“I’m glad you called. I wanted to hear your voice.” He purred into the phone. He was sounding so fucking sexy it was making me immediately hard. “I think I NEEDED to hear your voice. Hate being naked in this bed alone. Without you.”
I tugged at my bulge, feeling the length of my cock going sideways in my pants as he spoke. I pictured that big, muscled hairy body naked, the memory of his pic lingering in my head, and wished I was there with him right now. “Save that load for me. Don’t you dare jerk off tonight.” I tried my sexiest voice, lowering my voice an octave.
He responded with another low growl. “Yes sir.” His phrasing made me grin, and I suddenly felt like I was the one in control.
“I’ll be there for 8 tomorrow night. Think you can hold off till then?”
“I’ll do my best. I’ve got a four-day load backed up so I’m busting at the seams here. I’m practically humping a hole in the mattress right now. Think you can take more than one pounding?”
I grinned. “I know I can.”
“Good.” Dave inhaled deeply and I pictured him stretching out his big hairy body in his bed. “I can’t wait to see you.”
I breathed in deeply, hearing the sincerity in his voice. It wasn’t an I love you, but it felt pretty close. “Good. Cause I can’t wait to see you. Now go to sleep my man.” I heard the words, my man, and I couldn’t help smiling into the phone.
“Good night my little man.” Dave’s voice whispered in my ear. I closed my eyes, wishing he was in my bed with me. “Grab a pillow yourself and hug it tonight.”
“I will, but I’ll look forward to the harder version tomorrow night.”
“Mmmm. I’ll be hard alright.”
I giggled into the phone quietly. “Good night big guy.”
“Good night sexy. Sweet dreams.”
I hung up the phone and grabbed the wine and took a gulp to try to calm my fluttering body. My email was still open, and I couldn’t help but send another message to Dave, slightly teasing.
“Maybe tomorrow night you can snuggle with me in your bed instead of Pillow Brian.”
I lay back and drank my wine, staring at the screen, waiting to see if he would respond. But after ten minutes and an empty glass, I closed my email once again and guiltily joined my wife downstairs where we talked about our days and life in general. And the longer I sat with her, the more guilty I felt. And the more I knew I didn’t have the heart to leave her. But I also didn’t know if I could keep sneaking around like this either.
I hardly slept that night, and spent the day quiet and sullen, trying my best to hide my inner thoughts and confusion by paying full attention to my kids. They kept me smiling and laughing, and I knew that I didn’t want to hurt them. I couldn’t. Ever. I figured I could endure my own guilt for their sake.
As Saturday night came closer, I had told Allie I was going out with people from work, and that’s why Dennis had called the night before to verify some things. She didn’t bat an eye, which made me both relieved and feeling even more guilty as I made my way to the good doctor’s house. But the world and thoughts seem to disappear as I pulled into the long driveway, back to Dave’s vast private property and pulled up beside Dave’s dark blue BMW SUV. His house was well lit to welcome me, and as I got out into the dimming night, I could hear nothing but silence.
I stood there for a moment, taking in his sprawling 2-storey home, until I saw the shadow pass by the window and then the front door opened.
There he was, Dr. David Fox looking less like a professional doctor and more like a stud relaxing at home. He was wearing a simple black crew neck T-shirt with a pair of grey loose fitting cotton pants. He was bare foot, and my eyes couldn’t resist staring down at the way the loose cuffs of his track pants hung around his wide smooth feet. His arms were bulging out of his tee, and the smile on his bearded face warmed me right away.
“Get your little ass in here.” He said loud enough for me to hear as he held open the door, lengthening his bicep in his left arm.
My cock swelled at just the sight of him in what looked like an expensive pair of cotton pants, looking nothing like the medical doctor I visited at his hospital not that long ago. He looked more than relaxed, and smelled fresh as I drew nearer, Dave stepping back to let me in, me noticing the ways his toes looked on the bare hardwood floor.
He closed the door, and I went right to him, leaning up to kiss that bearded face as his big arms wrapped around me, both hands going around my lower back and digging into my pants and underwear, his fingers finding the crack of my ass and searching out my warm hole right away with his finger as we kissed.
“Welcome home baby.” He whispered in my ear as he turned his kiss into a bear hug, pressing our bodies together. I could feel his cock already thickening against me, and my mind flashed to Dennis’ proposal of living with him as Dave’s welcome home sank into me.
I buried my face into his shirt, smelling the faint trace of some bodywash and the familiar light scent of his cologne. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, feeling our bodies rocking slightly as he hugged me. Then he pulled away, let his hand slide down my arm to take my hand and lead me into his house. I followed his beefy ass into his kitchen, where the fridge was now where it should be, unlike the last time when it was sticking out in the middle of the kitchen. On the giant granite island was a spread of meats and cheeses and fruits, on a large wooden board beside an open bottle of red wine and two large glasses.
“You hungry?” he asked, smiling widely at his display. “I wanted to make sure you had some sustenance before I fucked you silly.” He let go of my hand and moved to the far side of the kitchen island and picked up the wine. He poured out two glasses, looking up at me in between pours, still smiling.
“I’m always hungry for you, but this will help fill me up.” I grabbed a grape and popped it into my mouth as Dave handed me a glass, our fingers touching briefly during the handoff. He was standing in front of me now, having moved around the island to give me the wine. He clinked my glass first, and then held it up, eyeing me not to sip just yet.
“I’m glad you’re here. And we can be alone, without any worries, or rushing, or anything,” He clinked my glass again, “just us.” I watched him lift the glass to his full lips and take a sip, me following suit. Then he leaned down, and kissed me, the taste of red wine still on our lips as his tongue found mine.
I had to set my glass down, careful not to break the connection, as he did the same. We got lost in the kiss, Dave pulling me into him, and I started to feel like we were going to end up going at it right here in the kitchen.
I put my hands on his massive chest and pulled back, seeing the smile on his face and his big eyes opening up. He bit his lip, keeping his hands on my waist as I stood back from him.
“Let’s take it slow tonight. We have time.” I said, moving to the seat beside him at the island. He laughed, and turned sideways, sitting back on his own stool and hooked a big foot on the rung of it and took a sip of his wine as he grabbed a piece of prosciutto.
“I’ll try my best but I’m not going to make any promises. How much time?” he asked wiggling his brows.
I took a sip. “I guess that depends on just how slow we take it.”
He leaned in and put a large hand on my thigh. “I can go very, very slow if it means I can keep you here.” He moved into my ear, kissing my neck, making my skin erupt in goosebumps. I reflectively shrugged, feeling the tickles from his beard as he nuzzled my ear. “But I don’t think I can wait to get you naked.”
And then he was up, scooping me up in his strong arms, lifting me from the stool easily, and his mouth was on mine again. We stood there beside his island, my legs around his body, him holding me effortlessly making out in his kitchen. His hand pulled at the bottom of my shirt and his hands went up under it, feeling my bare skin making me groan as goosebumps riddled my body at his touch. My shirt lifted, and I realized he was pulling it off me. We broke our kiss, and fumbled around before he set me back down on the stool and helped me remove my shirt.
Then he was bending down in front of me and his big fingers were at my pants, undoing them and opening them up, not waiting for me to lift my ass to push them down before he was fishing my half chubbed cock out and diving on it.
My pants made it to my ankles as I gasped at the sensation of his warm mouth on my dick, and I stopped, my hands on his shoulders, watching this large doctor now sucking my cock like a hungry animal. But it didn’t last long, as he stood up and yanked my pants and socks off, leaving me naked on the stool.
I wasted no time in lifting his shirt up, Dave taking over and pulling it up over his body as I noted his big cock erect and tenting his cotton pants, which he shucked right away by putting his big hands down his sides, hooking his thumbs over the waistband.
And there he stood before me, naked as well, his cock sticking out begging to be sucked.
I hopped off the stool and knelt at his feet, taking his thick cock into my mouth, savouring the clean taste of him as the head of his dick hit the back of my throat. I made a noise, like a hungry animal myself, and started to suck him furiously.
This was what I wanted. This was what I needed. I didn’t want to think anymore. I just wanted to please him.
Dave bent over me, his hands sliding down my back, finding their way to my ass. A wet finger found the space between my cheeks, and I heard him growl over me, either from fondling me or from my performance on his meat.
And then he was pulling me off his cock and lifting me up again. His arms went under my pits and he pulled me to his face, allowing me to wrap my body around his again as we kissed. I felt us moving, Dave carrying me in his arms, kissing me as we walked until we bumped into the banister of the stairs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and snuggled my face into his left pec as we ascended, Dave holding me like a barbell curl as we headed into the master bedroom.
The bedroom only had one lamp on in the corner, and there were a few candles lit in various spots around the room. Music was playing from somewhere, Annie Lennox’s Medusa album which I recognized right away. He carried me to the bed, which already had the duvet and sheets pulled down, revealing the crisp clean white sheet ready for my body to be placed gently by this large man. Which he did, setting me down carefully, where he kissed me again and crawled onto the bed over me, moving his body to cover mine, never letting go of my mouth with his lips.
“I want you Brian. So badly.” He said quietly to me as we maneuvered our bodies, me on my back, him over me, legs covering mine, his body half on me half beside me. His hand went to my face, where he used his big finger and thumb to trace along my cheeks and nose, before he spoke again. “And I want you to know how happy you’ve made me.” I waited for more, hoping he’d say what I wanted him to say, but instead of continuing he kissed me again, and I felt my body responding, giving up at to the sensations instead of listening to my brain.
He pushed himself up and I could see his own body was responding, the shape of his big cock now very apparent and grinding on my body. He moved his knees over me and bent back down to my waist where he lifted my body, brining my hard cock upwards to his mouth. I watched it disappear into his throat as he held me there, my hands behind me on the bed keeping myself upright for him. Then he lowered my body back to the bed and sensually moved around me, kissing every inch of my lower torso, flicking his tongue into my bellybutton as he pushed his hands up to my neck.
His hands didn’t stay there but danced around me as his lips travelled over every inch of naked body, making me moan and squirm under him. “I’ve thought about you all week.” He muttered as his hands went to my legs. “I fantasized about making love to you in this bed.” His big hand caressed my balls, then moved over my cock, squeezing it hard to feel my full erection, his grey eyes looking up to me. “Making love.” He said seriously. “Not fucking. I want to make love to you.” He moved upwards and found my open mouth, practically panting at the words he was saying, ready to take his tongue back in. He pushed his 8 and a half hard inches against mine, on my abs as we kissed hard before he slid back down again, kissing his way down my trembling upper body as my hands went to his hair.
I watched him kiss my crotch before he grabbed my cock and held it up, admiring it before those sexy eyes glanced back up at me. I watched his tongue come out and he licked my shaft up and down slowly, kissing the tip of my dick lightly before he licked his way down again, letting his tongue move over my smooth balls before he went back to my cock. He looked at me again as he moved his mouth over it, and I watched him take it all the way down his throat in a loud moan. I gripped his hair as he started to suck my cock, watching him with a new fascination. Here was this successful doctor, this masculine 6’3” hunk of a man deep throating my thick 8 inches easily. My mouth hung open, and I flopped my head back on the bed and held his head in my hands and moaned as he sucked me up and down.
With a loud suction sound, he came off my cock and turned me over, grabbing my bubbled jock ass as he shifted his body and climbed up around me. As I adjusted myself on my stomach, he knelt over me and roughly gripped my ass, bending over to kiss various spots on my body: my lower back, my shoulders, my ass cheeks, the back of my legs. His mouth continued its exploration it seemed, kissing spots on my legs, before moving to my ass where he kissed and bit each bubbled glute of mine. When his hands gripped my ass tight again, I arched a bit and felt his bearded face move between my cheeks.
I moaned again at the hot breath as he spread me open. I moaned louder as I felt his tongue lick me up and down. I groaned and arched more as he rimmed me, forcing his tongue into me, until he was full on tongue fucking my spread ass. I gripped the sheets and moved my ass up for him, enjoying the sensation and loving what he was doing. He took his time, not saying anything, just eating out my ass and lubing me up so I was wet enough to take his tongue. And in the height of my moans, I felt his finger dig into me, causing an even louder guttural sound from me.
“You want my cock baby?” He suddenly said behind me. I was too far gone to even know what my first name was, so I simply moaned out a loud YES.
His finger continued its exploration as I felt the bed shifting, I looked behind my own writhing body to see him stroking his big cock, wet with his own spit, as he lined himself up. His finger was removed, and I felt a drop of spit being applied just before the larger member began to push into me.
I gripped my own ass, spreading my own cheeks apart, feeling his fingers under mine as he inserted himself into me. I was face down in his bed, the smell of him in my nostrils as his big cock began to split me open once again.
“Oh my god Dave yes. Holy fuck!” I moaned into the sheets.
He groaned behind me as he sunk into me, gripping the sides of my body as he plunged all the way in. “Oh fuck baby. I love this sweet little ass.”
“Yeah?” I moaned, turning my head to look backwards over my shoulder. “Well, I love your cock!” I could see him closing his eyes in pleasure, moving his body into me to make sure he was all the way in. I found his hands on me and gripped his fingers. He gripped back, surrounding my hands with his and held on to me.
“Fuck baby. This is what I needed. Right here. Right now.” He opened his eyes and looked down at me.
“Fuck Dave, I love you so much.” I moaned out. I didn’t hesitate in saying it again. I didn’t care anymore. This man was driving me wild. There was a slowness to his movements, compared to the furious fuck yesterday from my boss. Dave was different. I knew it. My feelings for him were stronger.
I saw him smile, and he leaned over me, his hairy chest on my back, his bearded face now at my cheek. I was panting, feeling his cock throbbing inside me. I turned so we could kiss, and as he started to move his cock in and out of me, his body smothering mine but feeling so damn good around me. But then he broke away, and straightened himself back up, his eyes still stuck on mine.
He grabbed my shoulders and started to really drill me and I could see his eyes drift shut again. “Fuck Brian.” He grunted softly before his fingers tightened around my neck. “Holy fuck do I ever want you. I want to fuckin’ make love to you every fuckin’ day.” I looked over my shoulder at him. He didn’t open his eyes, just kept them closed and squeezed his big hands on my shoulders.
It was close enough to what I wanted him to say. So when his cock slipped out of me during his frantic pounding, I spun myself around under him, much to his smiling surprise, and flopped onto my back, pulling my legs up and wide.
“Make love to me this way. So I can see you.” I moaned as he moved himself in between my legs.
He put one hand by my ear as the other guided himself back in. He curled his body over mine as he plunged back in, eliciting a deep grunt from both of us. His mouth covered mine as he started to fuck me, but this time, his eyes remained open, staring into me. There was a slow, sensual feeling as he moved his arms under me, pulling me up into him. Our bodies connected completely, my legs moving around his waist, my arms wrapping around his neck. We were joined as one. And instead of working to completion, it seemed like we could just keep going all night long.
“I pictured making love to you baby, just like this.” He whispered in my ear, only breaking off from my lips to speak briefly before covering my mouth again. I clutched at him, digging my fingers into his body as we moved like true lovers.
“Oh my god I love you.” I moaned again into his ear as he shifted, hearing him call me baby, using the bed to really pound his cock into me deep. His hands found mine and he stretched them upwards, elongating my torso and really giving it to me as he kissed me again.
“This my hole?” He moaned into my mouth, holding my hands down on the bed above me.
I nodded, looking up at his determined face. “Yes. It’s yours.” I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt, as I knew Dennis was just inside me like 30 hours before. But I closed my eyes and moaned with Dave, pushing Dennis out of my mind and focusing on the man above me.
“I love your fucking hole baby.” He grunted, and I opened my eyes to see him staring down at me. “You’re all mine baby. All fucking mine. I’m gonna love you forever.” He groaned out and looked up, his neck tensing. “Cum with me baby!” He roared out, slamming into my body.
But I heard it. He said he was going to love me forever! I felt my body respond but couldn’t reach for my dick as he had my hands pinned down, but I felt my cock throbbing as he fucked me senseless. With a sudden shift of my body, I was in the right position for him to hit my spot and my cock jerked to life.
“Oh fuck Dave!” I moaned and his eyes opened back to mine.
“Yeah? That the spot baby? Right there?” He bit his lower lip and stared at me, grimacing at me with a sudden fury. “Want me to fuck it out of you baby?”
I began to groan and stared back, feeling him bringing it out of me like he knew he could. I held his hands in mine and let myself go. And when I started to shake, he knew what he was doing to me.
“Yeah baby. Cum for Daddy. Come on boy. Show me how much you love my cock in you. Your big man, making love to you.” He felt like he was pushing my hands INTO the bed as he slammed into my hole. But his pounding was working, and I started to explode from my cock, which in turn, caused him to shake and shudder, spilling out what I was sure to be his first of many loads of the night directly into my guts.
“Holy fuck!” I repeated again and again as my body took it all, the pounding in my ass and the explosion of cum straight up my body to my own face and neck as Dave growled over me, telling me he was breeding my ass good.
I waited till he was done, my chest heaving, as I watched him come to a sudden stop, driving his cock into me so hard I gasped and arched with him. His hands released me and he slunk backwards, removing himself from me before he spread his body out on top of mine. He was sweaty, as was I, and our mouths found each other.
He knew he was heavier than me and rolled sideways, being sure not to stop kissing me or letting my body go, until we broke free and just lay there, panting heavily, staring at different spots in the room, his heart pounding in my ear as I lay on his chest.
“You are fuckin’ fantastic.” He said in between catching his breath. Then a hand cupped my ass and he held me tight in a squeeze. “No one can take it like you!”
I played with the hairs on his chest and caught my own breath, ignoring the thoughts in my head for just a little bit longer. I could take it, I liked taking it, and I knew that I should be with a man. I suddenly missed Joe, and wondered what my life would have been like if he hadn’t died in that stupid accident.
As Dave pulled me in closer, I saw so much of Joe in him that I almost started crying. Instead, I buried my face into his neck and just clung to him, suddenly wishing that Dennis wasn’t trying to make me leave my family, and that Dave wasn’t married so that I could escape with him, and that I wasn’t married so I wouldn’t have to hurt anyone. Better still, I suddenly wished that I could just run away from everyone and not have to deal with anyone else’s feelings except my own.
I curled up tight against Dave’s big body, feeling his strong arms around me back. Maybe I was tense, or maybe he could tell by the way I was avoiding his face, but he suddenly leaned back a bit and tried to look at me.
“Hey? You okay?” He asked softly.
That simple phrase that always reminded me of Professor Tom and his eerie way he knew when I wasn’t was rubbing off on Dave. I could feel his hands on my back, rubbing it gently as he waited for me. I put on my best smile and looked up from the cavern of his pecs.
“Yep.” I lied. Just seeing his face almost brought tears to my eyes and I wondered what the hell was wrong with me.
But Dave didn’t say anything, just pulled me into his body, put my face back into his chest and lightly rocked me, wrapping me in his muscular arms, draping a leg over me and holding me tight. “You know,” he started, kissing the top of my head a couple times before he continued, “I never thought I’d fall for a guy again, but I’ll admit it, just like you did the last time….” I waited, his heart pounding in my ear as he squeezed my body into his. “…I mean it. I could love you forever Brian. And I’m okay with that.”
I felt the emotions running through me and I willed myself not to let it out. I couldn’t speak, just lay there in his arms, wishing things were different, and wondering how in the world it could be. But then suddenly hearing the words Dave just said: never thought he’d fall for a guy AGAIN?
