Ready, Willing and Able
I seemed to be happier. My wife commented on it over the weekend, noticing how cheerful and outgoing I had been. She was happy I didn’t have to see my boss for the first time in a while, which made me wince at the memory of Dennis Gibson and his Friday or Saturday night requests. But instead, my mind went to Dr. David Fox and his exam room pounding from Wednesday.
But I hadn’t heard from Dave all weekend. And it was the first time I was home all weekend in a while. All weekend without cock. And I was getting antsy.
Monday morning came too fast, and after being the best husband and young father all weekend, I felt a sense of anxiety as I pulled into the parking lot of work and noticed Dennis Gibson’s BMW SUV parked at the far side. He had taken the rest of the week off last week, and I hadn’t seen him since his accusations in my office when he left angry.
I hesitated in my car, sitting there in the silence in the dark parking lot. I checked my watch and noticed it was only 7:03am. Mr. Gibson usually didn’t appear until 9 when everyone else started. I was an early bird, a people pleaser, enjoying the quiet for at least an hour or two before people started arriving. It also helped when I needed to escape early, now that I have a doctor to visit.
My cell phone startled me out of my reverie, and I immediately thought something was wrong at home.
“Hello?” I said quickly into the flip up device, recognizing the number.
“Hey sexy. You alone?” It was Dr. Dave, his deep voice radiating through me like a warm bath.
“Hey.” I said, drawing out the one syllable, immediately sinking back into the seat of my car. I hesitated, almost blurting out an “I miss you” before my mind stopped me. “How was your weekend?” I managed to say with a grin.
I heard him give a short snort. “Not as fun as it would have been with you. Too busy. But wishing I could’ve found a moment to be deep inside you. You at work yet?”
His voice made me hard in an instant. His words made my heart thump. I looked at the dark building in front of me and the light over top of the side entrance. “Sort of. Just pulled in and still sitting in my car in the parking lot.”
He groaned. “Damn. I should have called just a bit earlier. I’m sitting in the parking ramp. Just pulled in as well. We should have planned this one better and you could be feasting on my dick right now.”
I felt a smile growing on my face as my cock hardened to its full mast in my dress pants. I wondered what exactly he could have planned. “Oh yeah? Were you looking for an early morning romp?”
He laughed sexily, and I pictured his bearded face glowing in a smile to match my own. “I certainly could have used a fuck to start my day. I’ve got a weekend load saved up for you.”
“You and me both.” I mumbled into the phone, staring at Dennis’ empty SUV in the parking lot near my own car.
“I could be fucking you right now in your office while it’s empty. You miss my cock?”
Dr. Fox was direct and I loved it. He could be blunt, sexy, dirty and demanding. And it turned me on beyond belief. So why was I staring at Dennis’ car.
“I do miss it. Big time.” I breathed into the phone. Dave’s voice went lower, quieter, and I pictured him sitting in his car like me, his big, muscled frame stuffed into the front seat. I wondered if he was rubbing his own dick over his pants like I was currently while talking to him. Again, I felt the urge to tell him I missed him, not just his cock. But we weren’t supposed to be emotional, no falling in love as he put it.
“Yeah? How much?” He teased. His voice was sexy, almost begging me to say things.
I groaned a bit, pushing my head back against the headrest and squeezed my erect dick through my pants. “Too much honestly. Like I’m going nuts wanting you.”
He moaned a bit, a deep breathe in before a large, slow, drawn out exhale. “I know the feeling. I thought about you all weekend boy. Wanted to try to get a message to you but was too busy. Sorry about that. But wanted you to know I’ve been going nuts too.” I let his words linger, a slight pause on his end before he added. “I need to see you soon.”
I felt my own breath catch as I thought the same thing. My mind went into overdrive. “When are you done work?”
He groaned a small, gruff sound. “I can probably escape after five. You that hungry for me boy?”
“I am.” I thought quickly about it being Monday, and Allie mentioning something about her parents for dinner with the kids. “I could be done anytime after 4 since I’m here so early. Wanna come to my place if I can make sure it’s free?”
His groan came out louder, in a growl. “God yes. I want to fuck you all over your house.”
The thought made me smile despite the idea of sneaking him into my house. I pushed the guilt aside, letting my lust for this big man take over. After all, I had committed myself to him. We made a deal: no one else. My eyes turned back to Dennis’ SUV, and the images of him and Nico, and letting Max Semenov use me….
“I want that too big guy. So I’ll figure it out and call you later.” Again, I stopped myself from revealing too much emotion, and focused in on the lust I was feeling between my legs. “Save that load for me.”
Dave growled again into the phone, giving me his best raspy voice. “It’s all yours baby. Only for you.”
My heart surged and I pushed down my feelings, letting out my own little “Mmmm” for him. I was into this man, this muscled doctor, maybe more than I was willing to admit to him, let alone myself. “I’ll call you later and give you the details.”
As much as I didn’t want to end the call, we said our goodbyes after more lustful talk, and I eventually made my way into the office building once my cock had subsided. But it only sprang to life again when I saw my boss coming down the hallway towards me as I almost made it to my office.
He stopped short, registering it was me and then checked his watch on his massive wrist. I stopped too, making it look like a gun fight about to begin in an old western movie, both of us in a stance ready to draw.
“Hey.” He simply said, his deep voice entering my ear canal and sending all sorts of signals through my body in that one word.
“You’re here early.” I said quietly back, my legs regaining their momentum and starting forward again to my office door just near him.
He didn’t move, just watched me walk to the door he was standing close to. He wasn’t wearing a tie with his light blue dress shirt, the top three buttons open showing off a splash of his hard hairy chest, shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbow and a pair of grey tight pants on concealing his fabulous lower half I knew all too well. He shoved his hands in his pockets and his shoulders sagged a bit. “Yeah…wanted to get a jump on things….” He looked down at his brown dress shoes, his chin towards his chest before his eyes looked back up at me. “…and sort of hoped you would be early too so I could say hi.”
I stopped again just before my door with my keys in hand and felt the surge rush through me. “Oh?”
He let out a long puff of air through his lips, puffing out his cheeks. I studied him, noting the handsome face and my heart tugged. I was the one that ended this, but I just couldn’t figure out why at this moment. Dennis was everything I wanted.
But he traded me so easily for a business deal.
I opened my door and stepped into my office and surprisingly, he followed behind me, closing the door and flicking on the lights for me. “Please Brian. Just hear me out.”
I went to my desk and dropped my bag to the floor and tossed my keys on the desk and turned to him, folding my arms across my chest like a wronged lover, waiting for him to excuse his actions.
He took his hands out of his pockets and held them up in surrender. “I know you’re pissed, but I need you to know, I didn’t have a choice.”
I balked at him, opened my mouth and went to say something but his face made me stop.
“I do want to apologize for our last conversation. I’m sorry.” He looked upwards, as if trying to read from the ceiling. “I took off afterwards to get away, to give you space, to figure things out myself. But truth is….” His eyes met mine and he took a big sigh. “Truth is I was falling hard for you. And I didn’t see a future with you, since you’re living the married with two kids life. Plus, I honestly didn’t think you felt the same, so when Max asked…I wanted to see if you’d do it.”
Now I let it out, all the things I didn’t get to say to him the last time. “You made me! You GAVE ME TO HIM!” I belted out, searching his eyes for anything. “You made me feel like a toy to be used. And why? Because I’m married? You think that’s it? Because I’m living a fucking lie and that I’m just a closeted guy who wants to have sex with as many men as I can because I can’t get it at home?! I was in love with you and you treated me like an object to give away!”
Dennis folded his arms across his barrel chest and sighed. “Don’t you love your wife?”
I froze, staring back at him.
“How can you be in love with me when you have a wife and kids at home?” Dennis tilted his head. “So naturally, I didn’t want to be falling in love with someone I can’t have. I’m not used to that.”
I closed my mouth and looked down at my own shoes, feeling my heart pounding in my chest. He was right, and I was the stupid one.
“I tried to understand your situation. But I don’t. And here we are.” His voice was soft, quiet. I couldn’t bear to look up at him.
I kept my eyes on the floor. “We never talked about any of this stuff.”
“I didn’t think you wanted to. I thought you were just using me to fulfill your deep, dark fantasies.”
I looked up at him then, seeing his face, and the hurt that was on it. I never thought of how he felt, just focused on my own satisfaction. He was a single guy after all. I never once imagined he would reciprocate any feelings for some reason. I really was stupid.
“I thought you were the one using me, not the other way around. Max wanted to meet you. I thought I was giving you what you wanted.” Dennis put his hands back in his pockets and he glanced down at his shoes again. “I’m sorry.” He added softly.
I could feel the emotion in me stirring, the emotion I fought so hard to stifle. I didn’t want to feel like this toward another man. Not since Joe. Or Al. I told myself I was done. I had convinced myself sex was love, or love was sex but I was done with that. All I was feeling was lust, not love. I had them confused. But I wasn’t in control of what the others felt.
“I’m sorry too.” I said equally quiet.
It happened fast, him moving to me. I felt my breath catch as his arms went around me, pulling me into his body, his head bending toward mine, his lips finding mine. I opened my mouth to speak but instead felt his tongue in me. I responded in passion, wrapping my arms around that thick neck, pressing my pecs against his as my tongue slid into his mouth the way it always did. I heard his inhalation through his nose as he kissed me, hard, and I returned the feeling.
And then it was over before I knew it, and he was moving to the door without looking back. I stood there, watching his backside leave quickly, the shape of his ass disappearing out the door as I remained breathless, panting, hard again. I put a hand on my own desk and slowly wiped my mouth, wondering why Dennis did that. One last kiss, or the promise of something more. My heart was pounding, and I wasn’t sure what I was feeling any more, for either Dennis or Dave.
I went through the day like a zombie, avoiding leaving my office. I didn’t see Dennis again for the entire day. But I did hear from my wife, telling me to work as long as I wanted as she was heading to her parents for dinner and wouldn’t be home till after 7pm.
So, I had an empty house. The early morning conversation with Dennis replayed in my head after I heard the news from my wife, and I found myself securing the evening plan with Dr. David Fox. By 5:30pm, I was home, showered, dressed in a pair of jeans and a brown tee, and waited barefoot for the good doctor to arrive as per my instructions.
My cell rang and I quickly answered, knowing it was Dave, who said he would call when he was a few minutes away just to be sure.
“All clear?” I heard his masculine voice say quietly on the other end, the sounds of driving filling the space in between.
“Yes.” I breathed in, feeling my body respond to just his voice.
“I’m around the corner. You ready for me boy?” He sounded just as sexy as he did this morning. After my confrontation with Dennis, I was more than ready for him.
“Yes I am. More than ready.” I breathed out. “I’ve missed you.” I heard myself saying.
There was a slight pause before Dave gave a low rumble. “Yeah? I missed you too boy.”
My heart fluttered at his words. “I mean it. I can’t wait to see you. I want you so badly.”
Dave gave a little laugh. “That’s good to hear. Cause Daddy can’t wait to see his boy too. You’re gonna get it big time. I’ve been thinking about sliding into you all weekend.”
I undid my jeans and pulled my erection out, standing facing the front door, eyeing the windows to see if his car was coming. “I’ve been thinking about that too. I need you.”
“I’m turning down your street.” Dave said quietly. I could hear the turn signal in his car. “I’m glad to hear you need me.”
“I do.” I admitted, before taking a deep breath. “I really do.”
“I need you too Brian.” Using my name caught me off guard, but reinforced my own thoughts. “More than you know.”
“I think I do know Dave.” I said, returning the favour and calling him by name. It must have worked because I heard that low growl again, which I knew meant he was more than turned on.
“Yeah? I think you do know. Why don’t you show me just how much you need me, cause I’m pulling in your driveway.”
“Front door is unlocked. Just walk right in.” I said as I watched his car turn into my driveway through the two windows beside my door.
I waited, facing the front door, stroking my cock out of my jeans, listening to the sounds of the car door shutting. I saw the shadow of him moving up my walkway, and then a slight hesitation of the door as he tried the handle and then pushed it open slowly.
I saw his figure first, the khaki pants, the running shoes, the short sleeve button down, the way his body filled the doorway both in height and width. His large muscular physique stepped inside, his bearded face seeing me and registering what I was doing. His grin exploded into a wide smile, his eyes tightened at seeing me.
“You sexy fucker.” He groaned, closing the door behind him. He went to kick off his shoes as I moved to him, fast. He had only one shoe off as I launched my body onto his, reaching up to his boulder-like shoulders and stretching my face to his. He met mine by lowering a bit, grabbing my waist and lifting me up off the ground to kiss me, his growl turning to a groan as he felt my exposed cock push against his hard stomach. “Look at you stroking your big dick for me.” He managed to say in between my mouth ravaging his.
He set me down and I grabbed his large hand and tugged him forward, leading him to the stairs as he kicked off his second sneaker and followed me along. His growl made me turn and he pulled me into another kiss on the stairs, his massive body moving onto mine until I was backed up against a step. He continued forward, covering me as he kissed me hungrily, his body practically climbing over mine until I was pinned beneath him on the stairs.
“I could fuck you right here.” He growled at me, his beard scratching my face. I grabbed the sides of his head and looked into those grey eyes.
“What’s stopping you?”
And then his head moved downwards to my exposed cock. He grinned up at me just before he took it all in his mouth, moving down on me like a pro, his big eyes staring up at me as he fisted the base of my cock and began to suck it.
I let my head fall backwards on the stairs, looking up at the ceiling light far above me as this professional doctor sucked my cock in my house, on my staircase. I wasn’t even sure where I was leading him, but we didn’t make it very far.
He pulled at my jeans, tugging them down along with my underwear. I followed suit and pulled off my tee so I was completely naked on the stairs as he devoured my cock. But then he crawled back up towards my mouth and kissed me again. The feeling of his muscular clothed body over mine made me feel suddenly small and exposed, until he moaned for me to turn around.
I complied, feeling his manly hands run lightly down my back to my jock ass where he gave it a little squeeze before his bearded face moved in between my cheeks. I groaned at the feeling of his rough face against my smooth ass, and moaned loud as he stuck out his tongue straight into my waiting hole.
“I fucking love this ass.” He moaned into me. “I turn into a goddamn animal because of it.”
I arched, putting my hands on the stairs and spreading my knees farther as I felt him dig further.
I heard him moving and turned to see him undoing his belt and then his zipper. In a flash he had his cock out and was stroking it to its full mast while still licking my ass like a pussy, groaning into me as he pushed his pants to his knees.
And then he rose, moving my hips to the center as he gobbed down on his dick and rubbed his wet spit onto the entire shaft of his cock.
“You want it now boy?” He asked without waiting, rubbing his now slick cock into the crack of my ass. I wiggled slightly, giving him a knowing look over my bare shoulder.
“Stick it in me big guy.” I begged him as he moved into position. I waited, feeling the wetness of the head of his cock push into me, finding its way to its new home. I didn’t think of Dennis, or anyone else at this moment. I just stared at him, watching his face, those eyes looking down at what he was doing. He steadied himself, his big, muscular thighs spread out behind me on the stairs. We were only a few steps up, squeezed in between the walls and the railing. One large arm of his was holding onto the wooden spindle beside me as the other big hand held his cock out and aimed it straight into me.
I felt the pressure, the heat from him as he pushed forward. But like a good boy, I held firm and breathed out, closing my eyes to welcome him in.
He must have felt the heat from me as he let his head roll back and closed his eyes, my ass taking over and accepting him in. With one gentle push he was inside me, and his eyes opened to see me staring back at him.
He lifted his shirt up and off his body, exposing that muscular hairy torso that made my mouth water. He grinned at me and shook his head slightly. “You were made for my cock Brian.” He smiled and let his hand run up my back to my neck where he gripped it gently. “How’s it feel baby.”
I felt my body shiver at the term of endearment, spurning me on to share my feelings. “It feels so good Dave.”
He seemed to cave in a bit at the sound of his own name. We weren’t calling each other “boy” or “Daddy” at this point. Something was changing. At least in my mind it was.
“I love it.” I moaned out as I pushed backwards to show him I was ready. He grinned at me wider, moving his hands to my waist and digging into me deeper.
“Yeah? I love it too. You feel so warm. You ready?” He asked me as he pulled me into him, before pushing me away to set the rhythm. I must have moaned, but I didn’t take my eyes off him.
“Oh yes big guy. Fuck me.” I purred like a cat in heat and kept my eyes on him, my hands gripping the steps of the stairs.
He locked eyes with me and let his mouth open a bit, his tongue coming out to moisten his lips. I wanted to read his mind, to pry into his thoughts to see what he was really thinking. We’d been doing this for a while now and every time we got together it was hotter and more passionate than the last time. And after a whole weekend apart, I was feeling the need, feeling the absence, feeling the emotions.
“Feel good?” He asked me quietly as he leaned over me. I could feel his chest hair on my smooth back and his mouth moved to my ear, where he breathed into me. I shuddered at the sensation and moaned loudly.
“Oh my god you feel amazing. I love it.”
“Yeah?” He licked my ear. “Tell me how much you love it.” He blew a blast of hot air into my lobe and stayed over me, his body almost triple the size of my own, fucking me right there on the stairs.
“I fuckin’ love it Dave. I love the feel of your cock in me. I love your body. I love the way you fuck me!” I reached behind me and grabbed his head, clutching the hair I could reach and leaning into him. “I’ve missed you so much Dave.” I moaned. “I want you in my bed.”
He stopped and pulled out so fast I didn’t know what was happening. I felt my body being lifted straight up easily, facing away from him. He picked me up with both arms and began walking up the stairs with me in his arms, his cock underneath me now, still hard, and his mouth still at my ear.
“Yeah? Tell me where your bed is and I’ll fuck you in it.”
I pointed to the right and he obliged, walking quickly with me towards my bed in the bedroom I shared with my wife.
“You dirty fucker, want me to fuck you in your own bed don’t you?”
His words were getting to me. “It’s all I’ve thought about.” I cranked my head to his and he found my mouth with his, our tongues dancing out to kiss. He tossed me forwards, onto my bed and I watched him step out of his pants at last, bending down to pull away the socks from his muscular legs. He was a sight to behold naked, this 48 year old muscled doctor, who had a new look on his face. This wasn’t just about sex anymore. At least, that’s what I was hoping.
I rolled onto my back and opened my legs for him, pushing my way backwards as he made his way to me. He scooped my body up in his huge arms, pushing me even farther back on the bed. His cock poked at me again, and I squirmed under him to show him I wanted him back inside.
“You really did miss me didn’t me?” He said as he kissed me again, but then he moved back, towering over me on his knees, his big cock sticking straight out at full mast. “Show me that hot ass.” He grabbed my legs and flipped me over to my stomach, and I heard him growl.
I closed my eyes, putting my face into my own pillow as I felt his face at my butt, the beard tickling me and making me grind into my bed.
“Yeah, arch that back baby.” He growled behind me, digging his tongue into my hole and spitting into me. A finger joined the area, and he began to push into me, opening me up.
“Fuck Dave.” I moaned, looking over my shoulder at him. His eyes widened with his smile as he worked my ass good.
He pushed in what felt like a second finger or his thumb and I squirmed away, but he looked up at me as he held my gaze. “It’s okay, let Daddy take care of you.” He pushed in more and I felt myself adjusting to his invasion. “Daddy’s here baby. Open up for me.”
I closed my eyes and relaxed, feeling the pressure of his thick fingers before it was replaced again by his tongue. I moaned as he worked me over, until I felt the bed shift and I saw him looming over me, with his fat cock in his hand aiming it at my now wet hole.
“You want Daddy’s cock baby?” He moaned quietly to me as he pushed one of my legs forward. I watched him, the shift of his pecs as he squeezed his own cock against me, the veins on his neck as he focused on inserting, and then his eyes as he looked back up at me. I felt a pounding in my heart right at that moment, as he pressed into me at the same time, and I leaked out of the head of my cock onto my sheets.
“Fuck.” I panted out, reaching out to grab the hand that was on my ass. He flipped it over for me and linked our fingers together as he pushed all the way into me, both of us groaning while we held our looks. “Oh my god! Fuck!”
He leaned over me, letting his cock adjust to my hole, keeping it still as I writhed underneath his massive body. He wrenched my head around and found my mouth in a wet, tongue filled kiss, growling into me as I felt my ass open up more and his cock throbbed.
“Did you miss my cock?”
I nodded, pulling his head to my mouth again in a hungry kiss. “Yes.” I panted.
“Yeah? Did you miss me?” He grinned at me, moving slightly, just enough to send waves through me and I moaned.
“I really did.” I said it so quietly before he kissed me that I wasn’t sure he heard me. But the passion of this kiss was different, and it seemed that his arms had a rejuvenation as he slid them underneath me and pulled me against his muscular body. And he started to move into me, fucking me deeper with such strength that I moaned loudly with each thrust.
I was gone, still holding his hand, pushing backwards against him to match his movements. I was delirious as he held me tight, pumping his thick cock into me from behind as his large body covered me. And then he pushed up and off me, and I felt the absence of his dick from my now gaping hole.
“Turn over. I need to see those eyes when I cum in you.” He growled, grabbing my ankles and flipping me over again, onto my back.
I grabbed his shoulders and maneuvered my ass for him to sink back into me in a loud groan from both of us, and then found his mouth as he started again.
It brought me back to the first time he was fucking me, which turned into something more even then. And as our mouths took a break, and he held his forehead on mine still staring into my eyes as he continued his relentless drilling, I couldn’t seem to be close enough to him. I clawed at his shoulders, pushed my cock against his abs, and wrapped my legs around his waist to join my feet together over his beefy ass.
I stared at him, feeling his breath on me as he panted while he pounded my ass. And then I started to talk.
“I know we said we’d be honest, and I know you may not feel the same, but I can’t help it.”
He smiled, kissing me suddenly with such ferocity before he stopped and held his face just near mine, our noses touching as I felt his cock push into me. “Help what baby?” He whispered, rubbing his nose against mine. “Tell me. Say it.”
His cock seemed to be pumping into me faster, my ass gripping tightly around his thick shaft as my fingers moved down his back to the top of his ass. I clutched him, feeling the sides of his glutes working overtime as he fucked me faster and deeper.
“Don’t hold back.” He moaned out, still staring into my eyes, holding me underneath him as his cock filled my hole. “Tell me what you’re feeling Brian.” He was teasing me, testing me, taunting me it seemed.
It was the sound of my name again that made me quiver. I grabbed the sides of his face and kissed him hard, our eyes still open, staring at each other as our tongues came together. And then he moved his hips into me harder, burying his bare cock into me all the way to his nuts so deep that I felt my body shuddering at the depth.
“Oh my god! I fuckin’ love you Dave!” I moaned and he growled so loud I thought the neighbours would hear.
His mouth covered mine again and he moaned into me as he continued to fuck me. He kissed me hard, his tongue flicking mine, his spit filling me, his groans burrowing down my throat as he growled into me. And then he stopped and pushed himself up on his hands, staring down at me, readjusting his hips and then began to fuck me even harder. “Fuck yes Brian!” He moved his hands to my shoulders and pushed me into the bed, grinning at me as he jackhammered me. “Tell me again baby!”
I grabbed his wrists, my fingers barely touching due to the width, and stared back up at him. “Fuck I love you!” He was fucking me with full on passion: hard, deep, fast, his eyes locked on mine.
I lost my breath. I saw stars. I was dizzy. My face went numb. But I never looked away. He held me down, and didn’t stop until he announced he was going to breed my hole.
“I’m going to cum in you baby!” He said breathlessly, sweat dripping down his nose onto me.
I held on to his wrists, and could feel his abs brushing my cock. I nodded, arching a bit, sensing he was about to explode and feeling my own rising climax to match.
“Oh my god yes!” I moaned, losing my breath, closing my eyes as I felt my own orgasm surging to the surface. “Fuck yes! Fuck! I’m going to cum too Dave!”
He grunted, not changing the speed but losing the power he exuded as his body began to convulse over me. I opened my eyes wide as I felt the first blast inside me, and both of us saw the load shoot out of my cock immediately after. Dave shuddered over me, trying to hold himself up straight as he emptied himself in me, watching my dick spurt my cum over my smooth chest.
“Fuck baby. Look at that load you shot for me.”
Then he collapsed onto me, his mouth covered mine in a frenzied kiss. I clung on to his wide back as he breathed out around my face, kissing my forehead, wiping my hair, burying his face into my shoulder as I kept my feet locked around him. He held on tight until he subsided, until both of us subsided, not letting go or removing himself from me.
He relaxed on me, letting his full weight show before he shifted sideways and his cock slipped out of me. My leg followed his body, not wanting to lose contact. But he didn’t let me go either, and we remained in a tangled, naked, sweaty embrace as he laid on his side.
I twisted onto my side, feeling the wetness between my legs and wondered just how much of his sperm was leaking out of me. I watched him wipe his brow, then let his big hand rest on top of his heaving chest before he looked over at me.
He gave me a smile, and then moved his arm under my neck and pulled me in closer, kissing my nose softly before he lifted his hand from his chest and traced the outline of my jaw.
“Say it again.” He spoke softly, watching his own finger moving over my face. He winked at me and then leaned over and kissed my lips softly.
I closed my eyes and sighed as we kissed lightly, before I opened them again to see him looking into me. And then we were kissing more deeply, and I felt his body connecting with mine, his hands moving around me. “I love you.” I whispered to him.
“Show me how much you love me.” He whispered into my ear as he pulled me over, onto his body as he laid back on my bed. I opened my eyes to see him grinning, his big hand bringing my cum soaked cock back to life as I felt his own dick hard underneath me. I stared up at him, mouth open, my hands on his chest, eyes locked as I felt myself moving over him, until the thick shaft was under me, finding the wetness between my legs. He nodded as I slid over him, and I instinctively reached down to lift it up, and moved it back into me.
His eyes closed slowly as he once again sank into my guts. The pain of the sudden reinsertion dissipated quickly, and my own cock flexed reflectively in his grip.
“Ride me baby.” He whispered quietly as he slowly stroked me. “Show me how much. Take my cock again. No one else has ever made me this hard again so quickly.”
My fingers dug into his pecs and I squeezed, gritting my teeth as I worked his cock back inside me, riding him like it was the first time.
I heard him urge me on as I moved, on total display for him over his massive body. I felt his hands release my cock and moved to my hands, rubbing them in his before they slid up to my biceps where he gave a quick squeezed before rounding over my shoulders and then to my neck.
He shifted under me, moving his legs up as I felt my ass connecting to them behind me. He had planted his feet and was now providing a more stable structure for me to ride. His fingers moved to my face, and I suddenly felt sexy, opening my mouth and feeling his two index fingers moving inside. I took a forearm and held onto his right hand, sucking back his finger as he let his left hand glide down my pec to my cock again. He grabbed it and tugged it hard, working it like his own cock, seeing the reaction I let out as I moved my ass back and forth on his dick.
I sucked his finger like a cock, moving like a hooker making a couple hundred dollars. I felt hot, like I was a porn star, riding this hairy muscle beast of a man. I looked down to see him smiling up at me, jerking my cock frantically now.
“You love me baby?” he grinned up at me.
And I worked my cock in his fist, feeling it rushing through me again. I erupted quickly as his fist kept going, jerking the load out of me, flying high out of my cock, landing on his hairy pecs as I worked faster on his cock. His eyes closed and I saw him inhaling deeply.
“You love me big guy?” I moaned, and his eyes flew open, his brow furrowed, a look of determination on his handsome face. He reached both big hands up to my neck and he pulled me down to him, kissing me hard as he dug his feet into the bed and fucked me deeply. And then with a growl he held my neck tight and exploded a second load into me.
I rested my head on his forehead this time, feeling the second blast seeping out around his cock as he lay there, eyes open, catching his breath, his big chest heaving up and down under my hands.
I had held my breathe, still overwhelmed with my own eruption that I was barely registering what was happening. But here he was, this bodybuilder doctor laying under me, after fucking me for the second time in a matter of minutes, his massive body forming an outline on my own bed.
And then he looked upward, and let out a loud moan. “Holy fuck Brian!” He panted out, holding onto my smaller body tightly. I laid down on him and wrapped my entire body around his larger one, my arms and legs locking around his muscled form, as if we could meld into one as I felt his cock soften and slip out of me once again.
Then I was kissing him again.
After a moment, he lifted a hand and bobbed my nose lovingly and gave a laugh. “I could get used to this.”
I smiled and thought I could too. But then I stared up at my ceiling, and thought about my wife and kids, and wondered if I could really keep doing this. But when I turned back to him, this doctor, this muscular man, this older professional, so handsome and hot and so connected to me like Joe, I wondered if Dennis was right. Why am I still with my wife?
And as I felt his hand caressing my shoulder, I also wondered why he didn’t answer me. How many times did I tell him I loved him. Did he even say it back?
