All the usual disclaimers apply. This is a work of fiction, so condoms aren't mentioned. I still ask you to please be safe :)! Comments or compliments would be appreciated! cmytoaster777@gmail.com
I'm a senior. I don't even belong in a fucking PE class. It's all freshman and me, and I know I sound like I'm about to complain, but that's an act, something I do if my friends dog me. In truth, I love every class.
I'm 5'9", 145 lbs. and all of them watch me. I think it's because my body has developed, and they're still trying to get there. They want to be around the older guy. They want my attention, to tell their friends they hang out with a senior on the basketball team.
My name's Vlad, I know it sounds fucked up. I didn't choose it, but that's how shit goes. No rhyme or reason, you just get what you get. My parents are Armenian and they gave me, me. Dark skin, pronounced, angular definition, hairy armpits, smooth chest, light treasure trail. I'm muscular and lithe from hours of weights and athletics.... and I have a huge cock.
I know some of them are looking at it through the gym shorts. I wear white briefs, and sometimes I fill them tight after I've been sweating in class or at practice. I can see them looking sometimes, wondering how much bigger I am than their own. I wish more of them took a shower after class so they could see.
Lol, I know this sounds kinda conceited, but it's true. My cock is big for my size. I see the kids on the team look at it, there's always running jokes in the locker room, so I know these freshman are curious. They can't help it, most of them have never hung out with a senior before.
So I'm in this class because I transferred to this Catholic school as a sophomore and never took PE. Now I need it to graduate. It's funny because it's me and all freshman. They still care about what the coach wants, and still follow directions. I don't give a fuck, I play basketball. The coach wants us to run, play field hockey, sometimes soccer, but my love is with the game.
I can play ball all day, every day. I'm a senior guard on the team, and average almost 20 points a game. I know if given the chance, I can play college ball somewhere. I know I can, I'm confident. I think that's another reason I love this class: I can show off for these freshman boys.
I don't say much of anything in the class. I'll sit in the back disinterested, as the coach spouts on. I'll do his drills if he really pushes me, but before long, I'm heading straight to the court. Eventually the boys do too, hootin and talking trash until I block their first shot, charge over there pansy ass defense, and slap the backboard continually as I make basket after basket, using them over and over.
The whole time, they're talking to me, trying to get my attention. They joke, jockey, talk shit. The entire time, I'm checking them out.
Yea, I know I tell people I'm fucking girls. I'll say I'm fucking Jessica Johnson or Jamie Dorset. I mean I have... I just don't like fucking them. I only did it at a couple parties because I could, and I know the boys talk.
I just never say the only regular fuck I have is this theater faggot, Steven. He's tall and lanky, dyes his lopsided haircuts red, and loves Broadway shit. He also moans really loud when I sneak in through his bedroom window, and fuck his ass raw. He always cries as I push it in, and then tells me he loves it as I drive it deep, breeding his hole full with my cum. He loves it, and is always begging me to come back.
He won't tell. I mean he says he won't, and I also know he ll do anything to keep me coming back. He tells me every time we fuck. `Please Vlad, please come back tomorrow night.'
I know these kids in my PE class would love fucking, too. I just don't wanna deal with the drama that would come with it. I know Steven won't tell, but I gotta be careful with these boys. Some might talk.
Neil is my height and has this sexy runner's build. His bleach blond hair makes me think he has light blond pubes and a really tight hole. Brendan is 5'10", and has bushy auburn hair with big round nipples. I'd pinch as I fucked him doggy style in his little freshman bed. Donnie is almost as tall, but he's super muscular, with a football build and a tight fucking ass. He's the only one that ll take a shower after class, so I've seen it across from my stall. I always wish some of the other boys would take a shower, too. It's last period of the day, though, and many of them are heading home.
All of them are always trying to show off on the court. They're full of lines, 'Im gonna jam on your ass.' 'You can't guard me bro.' 'Im the biggest man on this court.' 'I fuck my girlfriend every fucking night.' 'Bro, I can get weed whenever you need.' 'I'm the only guy on this court that can guard Vlad.' I'll laugh and smile at pretty much everything they say. I know they're full of shit. Male bravado and strutting for non existent cameras. I'm not saying I don't love this shit, there's something that turns me on about it. Maybe because my friends do it? Maybe because I've done it before? There's probably something more there, I don't know. I just know I gotta be careful that my briefs don't get too full when clowning around with these freshman. They're just so fucking sexy.
The worst is Anthony.
He's maybe 5'3". Maybe. I'm probably being generous here. He is definitely the shortest boy in his class, but he is the loudest cat in gym. 'Boy I will send your shit to the cleaner!' 'Ain't one of you boys that can stop me.' 'I am the baddest ass baller in this school.' 'Ain't none of yall bitches fuck as much as I do!'
On and on he'll go. Most of the boys will laugh, or just stuff his shit whenever he tries to drive for a bucket--- teach him the pecking order, I guess. I always thought his shit talking was hilarious. 'Vlad, I'm taking you out.' "No way Vlad can score on me.' 'Watch this Vlad!' He'll go up and try to slap the backboard and miss by a foot. I'll smile and laugh, shrug him off whenever he's carrying on. Sometimes, I'll let him drive past me and score a layup during the games. He'll holler and carry on, scream, yell, take his shirt off and wave it around. 'I just scored on Vlad mother fuckers!'
Everyone will laugh and give him a fist bump. They think he's hilarious. I can't help but smile, and go back to the other end, shaking my head. He'll still be yelling, running around hot doggin. He never plays defense to speak of, maybe because he knows he ll get run over, so he'll keep on talking junk after he scores. It's almost like he knows, you know? He knows that he sticks out by being the smallest guy, so he figures stick out all the more with his shit talk. Maybe he thinks that keeps him from being picked on, from being bullied.
A week ago he did a full back flip after he shot a jumper over me. Kid threw off his shirt and yelled, 'How you fuckers like that?!?' He was looking for attention, and we laughed. He might have been getting a bit concerned I'd get pissed he was showing off.
'Sorry,' he whispered as I guarded him the next trip down.
`No worries, bro. No worries.'
I actually thought he wanted the most attention from me. Kid's always watching me after he does something, trying to catch my eye after he makes a shot, after he takes off his shirt, after he gets attention from everyone else.
I mean he wants me to watch him because he wants to be the kid I chill with, the freshman that is cool with a senior. The thing is, I don't think he knows how much I'm watching... Kid is athletic and fucking hot.
Shirtless, he doesn't have an ounce of body fat. His blue eyes shine, and he has this boyish European look, buzzed black hair, and milky white skin. His ass is small and tight, and I can see his tight butt muscles stretch his gym shorts when he runs. My briefs always fill a bit when I see his perfect little body after he makes those shots. He's got the tightest eight pack from playing soccer, and no body hair at all. The tiniest hint of pecs rise off his smooth, sweaty chest. The nipples are tiny and pink, and I can tell they're sensitive. They'd harden while he's horny --- while he's getting fucked.
Then again, maybe he does know I'm watching? He has to see my eyes when I'm not watching the game.
Yeah I know I said I wanted to be careful with these kids, but there's something about Anthony. He wants my attention so bad. It's almost like he knows what I want and what will eventually happen. It's like he's showing off just for me. He hasn't processed it yet. I mean he's always lookin at me, at my body as I also play shirtless in the games. He sees me looking. He watches my reactions when he shows off. The kid wants my approval, and wants me to notice him. He wants to be with me.
I've known it for awhile now. I just needed to teach him, and this week I decided it was time. I couldn't take it anymore.
Yesterday I stopped him before he ran out of class to head home. I was shirtless and sweaty from the game and I was gonna head to the shower, but I wanted to catch him at the right time. Most of the other boys were in the locker room, and I didn't really want them listening.
'Hey Ant, you're playin pretty well.'
It was probably one of the first full sentences I ever said to the kid. He beamed.
'Yeah boy, I feel like I'm gettin better. Maybe I can make the JV team and really show these fuckers how to play.' I just laughed and smiled.
'Why don't you come over to my place tomorrow after school. We can play some ,and I got some bud that will get you fucked up. Wait for me after school in the parking lot. I'll give you a ride.'
I didn't give him much of a chance to respond. Didn't want him to have to make up some excuse that really had to do with his mom or dad. I figured I'd let him work that out.
'Aight,' he said, as I walked away. 'I'm gonna smoke you under the table.'
I turned and smiled at him nodding. My briefs were already feeling tighter as my sweaty shorts rode down. He was beaming after me, his smile wide as I turned to hit the locker room. I felt the tight white line of my briefs tighten against my dark sweaty body. My abs and pec muscles were already tightening and stretching in anticipation. I knew he was excited, too, as I walked away. His words were so eager, and there was something about his smile.
The shower had to be quick that day. It also had to be really cold to keep Donnie or any of the other kids from seein my long, thick 9" cut cock that wanted to fuck so bad.
That night, I jerked off 4 times and smoked half the weed I had. It was all I could do to settle myself for the anticipation. I didn't know exactly how it would happen, but I just knew that Anthony would let me breed him. He was so eager, so hot and built to be so sexual. He just needed someone to teach him that, and he wanted that to be me. I just kept imagining the outline of his sexy little ass, so tight and lightly muscled moving against the outline of his gym shorts.
The next day at school, we didn't have PE, and I didn't even see the kid. I smoked a blunt between 6th and 7th period in the boys restroom, just relaxin a bit. I needed to chill, to take away a bit of an edge. I hadn't paid attention to one class the whole fucking day. I had my mind on Anthony. When school ended, I was still kinda blazed. I wanted to take my time, so the parking lot would be mostly empty when I got him. I shot the shit with one of my friends for an hour, trying to get what was about to happen outta mind. For a bit there, I chilled, and the edge slowly faded. Before I knew it, it was time to go.
I headed out to my truck, and my boy was right there waiting, last kid left in the parking lot. He was dressed in our school uniform, navy blue shorts and an untucked, button-down white shirt. He was so sexy. He shaved his head again close, and his blue eyes shined more brightly than ever as he swagged himself over to my car. I could see he'd already been sweatin a bit from being outside. His body had that light sheen that made me so hot. I felt my cock already filling my briefs.
'Still ready to smoke me under the table?' I asked, smirking a bit as I made my way to the front door of my truck.
'Yeah bro, I'm gonna need some extra bud after you left me hangin here so long.' He jabbed as I unlocked the passenger door from my side.
'My bad man, let's go smoke.'
I looked over at him for just a second, he was oozing energy. A day at school and an hour in the heat amped him a bit. He smiled and looked so eager, beautiful eyes and that sexy, pale European face. I could tell he'd probably never even hung out with someone who could get him pot, let alone smoke it. I reached over toward him and he startled.
I smiled as I looked up at him, taking my iPhone from the glove compartment. I plugged it in, and let the speaker system take over. Kendrick Lamar blared, and I looked him the eye. He smiled back, and I felt my cock move. A moment passed, and I turned back to the car. Bright sun filtered through the windshield, and I put the truck in drive.
The whole way home he was smiling, taking in the music and hangin with this senior. He thought he was so cool, and that made me half hard, thinking of what was gonna happen today in my bedroom, what I would see in the mirror...
The drive went quick, and as we pulled in the driveway, I could see his eyes widen. The house is two-story in that white, Miami Beach style. My Dad is an architect, and he loves that 1950's and 60's Miami shit. We have 4 bedrooms, 4 baths, and a sweet ass pool.
'Dude, you guys have the sweetest house. Your room must be fuckin amazing.'
I just smiled, and pulled in the garage. As the door shut, I reached over him again, and could smell his sweat and body. It was this hint of soft detergent and sweet, light perspiration, I knew I was gonna love biting on his neck while I held him in place, my chest against his back, strong arms holding him.
I opened the glove compartment again, and this time he didn't flinch. I pulled out a bag of weed, and smiled up at him. Kid sat there kinda wide-eyed, his smirk so sexy and beautiful. I moved myself back to the driver side and climbed out, motioning for him to follow.
'This shit is gonna fuck you up, bro. I'm not sure you can handle it.' I said, waiting for some banter. He hesitated, but it came.
'Fuck off Vlad, I said I'm gonna smoke you under the table. I smoke more bud and fuck more hoes than any kid in my class.'
I laughed, 'You listen to too much 90's rap music, and I doubt you have a big enough cock to fuck. C'mon inside.' I motioned for him to lose his shoes at the door, and put the weed in my pocket.
He followed me through the door and yelled, 'Fuck off bro. Your house is like a fucking model home or something! Why you tryin to make everyone in the neighborhood look bad?!?'
Everything in our house is spotless clean, and the walls are lightly decorated with these abstract paintings of yellow and blue splotches. My dad probably paid some ridiculous cash for something that still makes no sense to me, but our house is pretty sweet. Our wood floors shine perfectly, and the inside is probably only three years old.
I smiled, 'My parents are crazy clean freaks. I always gotta keep everything in perfect order so when I smoke I gotta keep the shit clean.' I needed to plant the seed now, I needed him to think what I was gonna ask was necessary.
'Cmon bro lets go to my room and smoke.' I motioned for him to follow, and I threw him the plastic baggie. I bolted up the stairs, unbuttoning my shirt as he lagged behind checking out the open two-story living room.
My room was the last door up the stairs, but I was already shirtless. My tan body was already strained a bit. I could see it glancing in the mirror on the inside of my bedroom door. It faces my bed when I close it, and I love to watch myself whack off when I'm naked on my bed. I glanced in it for just a sec. My six pack was heaving, and there was already a bit of sweat on my stomach, pooling a bit on my treasure trail.
I looked back at Anthony and he was in awe following me into the room. The whole thing is filled with basketball posters, old school ones goin back to Larry Bird and others that spanned up to today. A giant poster of Lebron and the Cavs was above my twin bed. He kinda startled in awe, and I thought it was just at seeing my room, but then I looked at his eyes. He was scanning the posters and my room, but I also caught him checking out my body. He was impressed, and he knew I caught him looking.
'Fuck bro, you really are ripped. How often you hit the gym? I mean you're the best basketball player on the team but you also gotta work out all the fuckin time!' My body was flexing and I knew the light sweat showed off the definition in my arms, chest, and abs.
'With a lotta work, you might one day get 1/10 as jacked as me.' I joked, 'now get the bowl outta my bedside drawer over there.' I planned this part, too. As he opened the nightstand drawer, he could see I had my pipe next to some extra greasy lube and a copy of Penthouse I'd bought the night before.
He pulled out all three. 'What the fuck dude? Can't get enough pussy, so gotta use this and porn to rub one out?' He waved the lube around, and I imagined how I'd grease him with it.
'I fuck plenty bro, I know I fuck more than your pansy pale virgin ass. I need to cum like eight times a fuckin' day. Don't worry, you'll get pubes and might be able to cum by the time you're 17.' I needed him to know that I knew about him, but I also wanted him to know that I jerked off, just like the boys in his class.
He laughed, and said something muffled about cumming 10 ten times a day. I just motioned to him.
'Pass me that pipe fucker, let's get smokin.' I turned to open the window. I liked having the one room in the house that didn't get much light. I like sleeping in, and that one window in my room doesn't even open up to the outside exactly. It just leads to a kinda secluded alcove on the roof. That's where I can blaze.
'We can't smoke inside? I don't wanna get arrested smokin outside...' It was the first time he expressed any hesitation to smoke. He looked a bit unsure, and I could tell he hadn't ever really smoked before.
'What, you scared bro? Cmon and man up.' I loved teasing him, and I knew that challenge would motivate him. The kid didn't like to back down.
He moved straight toward me to follow as I got ready to climb out the window. Before I did, though, I undid my shorts and dropped them. I was only in my briefs then, and my cock was starting to push at the fabric. I quieted my mind, I didn't want to get hard just yet. I wanted him comfortable being naked. I looked back, and I could tell he was surprised and confused.
'Yeah dude, you gotta get in your underwear. I can't let the smell get in the house. My parents will go fucking crazy.'
'Fuck man, somebody's gonna see us out on the roof!'
'Nah man, the roof is guarded and only helicopters or planes would be able to see. They're so high up they couldn't tell you have such a small cock anyway.'
'Fuck you man, I gotta big cock. All the bitches tell me that.' He made a motion at his shorts to emphasize his point. They were baggy, but I couldn't imagine it being more than 5" hard. I turned back to him and showed him the front of my briefs. His eyes widened and I think he turned a bit red. He couldn't help but look. He was curious.
'That's a cock, mother fucker. Now stop whining like a bitch and let's smoke.'
I turned, and climbed through the window. My ass and cock were straining in the briefs, and I knew he was watching my muscled ass as I climbed out. I was so turned on. I couldn't help it. I tried thinking about 60 year-old women or some boring fucking soccer game. That gave me a chance to chill while I waited for him. I mean I knew he would come. I had challenged him.
I let my cock soften a bit as I stood there. It was definitely tough, especially with the heat outside, but I felt my briefs loosen a bit as my mind wandered. What felt like a couple minutes was probably 30 seconds or so. I saw that first pale white leg come out the window, then the second, as this beautiful pale boy hopped onto the roof with a start. He was wearing really tight white Calvin Klein boxer briefs. They had a light bulge, and I was a bit surprised at its size.
As he exited fully, he turned away for a moment. I checked out those hairless legs, sculpted from soccer and youthful energy. They led to his tight, muscular little butt that strained against his undies. His body was so tight and fit. I wondered what it would feel like to fuck him doggy style while I squeezed his little cock.....
60 year old women. Soccer. 60 year old women.
He turned toward me fully after getting his bearings. His stomach was so perfect. A beautiful eight pack, it was already heaving from the heat and the exertion. I loved looking at his pale body and that perfectly sculpted soccer figure, but I didn't want to stare. I didn't want to scare him.
My attention went straight to the pipe as he fully turned to me, and I could feel his eyes checking me out as I readied to light up. The lighter flashed quickly. The heat increased. The air felt alive.
'You're like the only guy I know who wears briefs, bro, why the fuck? I can see your pubes and your cock almost in them, and I mean you're sweaty already.' I lit the pipe again without looking up. 'I got a big cock man, I can't ball just leavin it hanging. I like the support and the feel. It's easier to drive faster past your slow ass on the court. Why you lookin at my cock anyway?'
'Uh I mean it's just, dude, it's i mean c'mon, I just never,' The pipe was warm and smoking. It was ready for the first hit. I put it in front of him, and motioned to take a pull. His light pink lips touched it in my hands, and he inhaled deeply, immediately coughing and choking all over.
I busted out laughing. 'It's alright bro, you'll get used to it!' He kept coughing.
'I haven't smoked in awhile is all.' He managed as the coughing and smoke came from his beautiful mouth. His abs were crunching and stretching as he let out that first toke.
I smiled at him again and took the pipe, drawing a seamless hit, making eye contact with those deep blue eyes. He had the tiniest hint of red there now, but his coughing had slowed down.
'No worries man, and I know you're curious. You're developing and just trying to look. I was curious at your age, too. I mean my cock is huge.' I grabbed my crotch for a sec. I could see that it was kinda see through. I was sweaty and my briefs were a bit damp.
I let my joke hang there a bit, and he laughed softly, coughing just a bit more.
'Here Ant, take another couple slow deep ones.' I passed him the pipe and looked him over. He was sweating a bit more now, but his body was still pale and sinewy, stretching from the coughing and heat. His boxer briefs were riding a bit higher, and I was lookin for any hint of hair on his soft, tight tummy, on his upper legs, on his thighs. I stole a glance at his pouch but didn't see much movement. I wondered if he got hard, if he had pubes...
He was taking a longer, deeper hit this time, and it gave me another second or two to check him out while he closed his eyes and inhaled. I could see just the lightest bit of underarm hair as he moved now. That's the only body hair he had, as I checked out his pale skinny arms, his beautiful chest. More coughing came, and I laughed again. I knew he'd be fucked up with just this one pipe, but I was gonna make sure we smoked two.
He slowed down a bit, and the draws slowly got more full and deep. He started turning a bit red and I knew I couldn't keep him in the sun too long. His speech slurred, and his eyes slowly glazed over. He grew more comfortable and we started talking more freely.
We talked basketball, the kids in class. I learned that Donnie was having a party in a couple weeks and wanted to ask me for weed, but was bitching out because he was afraid I'd say no. I could tell they all talked about me, and that was making me horny. Pot tended to do that too, and I could feel my cock getting warm.
By the time we were finishing the second pipe, I showed him how to shotgun tokes. I'd move my lips to his, and breathe the smoke close to his mouth. We were inches apart, and the smoke passing between us made us closer. The coughing had stopped now, and I could definitely feel my cock getting fuller as or mouths grew closer to pass the smoke. I stole a glance at his undies, and they were getting sweaty, the outline of his cock had grown.
I had to be careful here. Eventually, I knew the topic would turn to sex.
I gave him the last full draw off the pipe and shook the regs on the roof. Looking over at him, I knew he was high as fuck. His eyes had gone red and glassy. He was ready to tell me anything, maybe to do anything? He had the sexiest smile on his face and he was loving everything I said. I smiled.
'Dude you're high as fuck. Still think you're smokin me under the table?'
He burst out laughing, 'Bro, I owned you. You're high as fuck, too.' He was slurring, and it felt like it took him almost a minute to finish those two whole sentences. I was definitely feeling good, but nowhere near his level. Kid could barely stand straight, and was kinda wobbly as he smiled at me. His eyes were fixed, and he was openly checking out my body now. If anything I was sweaty, and could feel my muscles twitching from the pot and the heat. He watched, and I knew I was only gonna get sweatier.
'Cmon Ant, let's go inside.'
I turned and moved past him to the window. Brushing by him, I smelled his light, sweet scent. I wanted him so badly, but wasn't completely there yet. He needed to be totally ready. I moved to climb through the window, and turned to motion him. High as fuck, he swayed a bit, and started laughing. The kid made me smile, and I started laughing too. I went back to help him, both of us a bit giddy.
"Thanks bro, I'm fucked."
'Yeah, you probably are.' I took his small hand in mine, and put my other arm around him as I walked him to the window. He was staggering a bit, but I helped him put his leg over the windowsill. I had to stare at his sweaty ass straining as he lifted his other leg over, and made it in. I touched him there and grunted. I felt the muscles. He was so tight.
I honestly couldn't wait much longer. I followed him through the window and found him stumbling toward my bed, laughing. His body was a bit more red and we were both really sweaty from the heat. Our muscular frames really pronounced after the exertion. I was so fucking horny after watching that tight sweaty ass.... It was the moment of no return.
'Fuck,' I said as I made my way in. 'I forgot to close the window and now the room and clothes smell like weed. I gotta wash this shit.' I went through the room, picking up the clothes and stuff.
'Dude you fucked up!' Anthony laughed and slurred as he fell over in the bed. His sexy pale body was slightly red now, and it in stood in perfect contrast to my black silk bedspread. The twin size of it still dwarfed him, but I could tell we'd fit perfectly in it together. There was even room for a third.
I stole some glances as he turned on his back. His abs were perfect as he lay there, and it looked like his bulge had increased in his undies. It might be bigger than 5".
I wished I could see up his undies. I wanted to see his balls and his ass, but I didn't want to stare. I went on trying to clean the 'dirty' room, and Ant just laughed at me while I worked.
'I gotta wash all the clothes to get the smell out.' I turned toward the door with the clothes and then stopped with my back to him. I waited for a second and then took a deep breath. I wasn't sure if he was watching, but I really hoped he saw it all.
I mean I knew it was gonna happen. It was now or never.
I put my fingers in the waist band of my briefs, and pulled them down. I waited for what seemed like a minute but was probably only two seconds. I bent over, showing off my hole that had just the slightest bit of hair around it that went to my taint and balls. I took my briefs in hand, and looked at my cock. It was chubbed at about 6" but not hard yet.
I turned to him and although he was high, his eyes were riveted to my body. They were so blue, and his stare made my body hot, my throat tighten. His mouth was wide open as he stared, and he didn't say a fuckin word. I think he wasn't sure this was happening, but I saw his eyes. He was just so fascinated.
He saw my strong dark body, my muscles, my abs, the v from my abs to my thick pubes, my full cock. He was staring right at it, cut, 6" and dark. My sweat had already wet my pubes, lower back and taint, and I knew I was a man. That Anthony had never seen a real man before.
I tried to make it seem like no big deal. 'Here bro, give me your boxers. I gotta throw all this shit in the wash before my parents get home.' They were gone for the week, but I didn't tell Anthony that. He was still looking at my naked body, fascinated and struck I think by the sight and the pot.
'Cmon bro, we re both men here. No worries. I don't want this smell to be here when they get home. They'll be so fuckin pissed.'
'I, I, I...' He stammered as I moved toward him. Naked, strong.
'I'm..... nervous man..... fuck..... I mean.... it's........' He was shaking and slurring.
'Cmon bro, I'm only just joshing you about your size when I say shit.' I managed as I moved to him.
'I was once your size, too. You got nothin to be ashamed about. Cmon bro, it's all good.'
He looked in my eyes pleading as I moved all the way to the bed. So beautiful, his sweaty body was definitely more defined from the exertion and the hot sun.
I reached the bed, and he was breathing heavy. His mouth open, his body was so close to mine. His beautiful blue eyes wandered to my own, to my pecs, to my cock.
I said his name again, 'Ant.' He looked at me, and I held eye contact this time. I wanted him naked, and I wanted him to give in. He looked and sighed. The eye contact held, and he laid bare. Anthony was so curious.
It seemed like forever, but eventually he closed his eyes and sighed. His sexy little hands dipped in his waistband, and started pulling down his damp Calvin Klein undies. He was uncoordinated from the pot, and struggled a bit.
I moved right close to him, telling him I had to go fast. My fingers touched him and he shuddered as I helped him pull them down. Our breaths caught as some kind of electricity passed between us. He was giving in to me, my hands shaking as I stroked his soft skin to take off his underwear. I knew I was gonna get hard if I kept up, but I had to look at all of him.
Our fingers were touching as we reached his waist. He lifted his butt to pull them completely below, and I saw his little patch of black pubes, short, tiny and soft. We reached his mound, and as we pulled, it looked like a 3" cock that might be starting to harden. All the way erect, it was probably 6". My breath caught. He was cut without any hair on his balls. I knew his hole was probably hairless too, and I strained to watch as I pulled his undies below his hairless legs.
'See there you go bro, not so bad. And you've got a nice sized cock for your size Ant, there are definitely kids in your class who'd be jealous.'
His eyes opened, and he smiled brightly. His teeth were so white, and that made me smile as we pulled his undies completely to his feet. He lifted them so I could see up his legs to his pale white ass. It was so tight and beautiful. I thought I could just see the entrance. It was sweet, slick and hairless. I knew it would be, I was so hot for him, my cock was going to be full.
'Yeah bro?' He slurred as I completely pulled them out from under his feet.
'Of course, bud,' I was looking down at his naked body. I knew he would try to cover it if I tried any kind of joke. I let him see that I was looking him over.
'You work out every day with me bro, you'll definitely get more muscle mass and strength. It'll make you better able to take it.'
'I'd love to be as strong and good at basketball as you.' He smiled. His body was less tense then, and he let me openly look at his cock and tiny bit of pubes. It was bigger and thicker than I thought. Probably huge against his size. I could tell he was getting harder.
'No worries bud, you will. Now I'm gonna throw these in the washer.' I turned away with the clothes, and started walking to the door. I had to look back one more time. He was still looking at me, he was watching my ass.
We both smiled, and I felt the pressing pain of my cock. I could feel I was hard. I looked and was almost at full mast. My 9" were going to rage, and I was gonna to shoot a huge load.
I left the room, and turned the corner quickly to the washer in the hall. I threw everything in so fast I could barely put in soap. I was shaking. I turned on the machine.
Those few steps back to the room were fast, my heart beating strongly. I tried to calm my mind, and turned through the doorway, grabbing the door handle to close it. I didn't look at Ant. I just shut and locked it. My bedroom mirror now faced my little twin bed. I left the lights on.
I turned, knowing I was still boning to look at Ant. He was only looking at my erection. The longer I saw him, the hornier I would get.
He was staring, as I moved to the bed. Curious and fascinated, his eyes fixed on my cock, his mouth wide open. He started looking me over, my legs, my muscles, my chest, my cock. I wanted to push right then, but I had to do it the right way.
I moved slowly and just let him watch me. His face was a bit red, but the rest of his body was milky white. He was hiding his cock and pubic hair from me now as I walked toward him, his hands in his lap. Some awareness of what was happening started to register. I needed to put him at ease.
'Cmon dude, no worries, we re both men, right? I mean I know you're a man because you've fucked. I fuck Jessica Johnson sometimes when she comes over, right here in this bed. I use the lube there and fuck for hours, breeding her over and over.'
I was only getting harder as I reached the bed. I sat down next to him, my cock full, slapping against my abs. I was exposed for him to see, and I could feel my muscles tensing. I was sweating again. I moved a bit closer to him, trying to get him to look at me. I got even closer, and he averted his eyes. He was just looking at his lap, covering his cock and pubes. He was probably getting hard, too. He didn't know what he wanted yet.
'Cmon Ant, it's ok. It's cool to be curious. You'll get a chance to fuck soon. I mean you have to learn how to finesse and kiss. Once you can do that you'll be fucking every day.'
He was still looking away, his body shiny from sweat. I could tell he was still having trouble forming thoughts. He was high. He was curious. He was confused. Deep down, though, he knew what was going to happen.
'It's all good man, I mean Penthouse can show you bodies and shit, but you gotta practice to really know how to work it. Honestly bro, have you ever even kissed before?'
He turned more red, and shook his head, no. His guard was down, and I knew he was ashamed. I knew in that moment Anthony wanted me show him. He knew what was gonna come the whole time, he just needed me to get him there, to guide him.
'No worries Ant, c'mon it's easy. Look at me. C'mon bro just look.'
At first he looked away, but I brought my hand to him. I turned his face, and inched my body closer. My muscles and body were so tight, my cock, hard. He turned to me, so beautiful, his eyes meeting mine. I could see deep blue curiosity. I could see questioning and desire. I knew I was going to give it to him. He was so eager, and he had this look of deep longing. He was going to be mine. This was always going to happen.
I brought my face closer to his. His eyes widened, and I waited til we were inches apart.
'Close your eyes bro, wait for a second.'
He did, and I looked in the mirror that faced my bed. Our bodies were taut and sweaty. We were naked, beautiful, muscular, athletic, and sexual. We were meant to fuck. I took my eyes from the mirror to Anthony laying there. His eyes closed, he was breathing heavily. His hands still covering his dick and balls.
I moved my face to his, coming an inch from his mouth. I felt him tense, and breathed on his beautiful lips. He gasped a bit, and I came closer still. I let him feel my breath as I smelled him fully. It was so sweet and so sexual: sweat, baby powder, anticipation. It was so sexy.
I turned my head to his and brought my full lips to his sweet pink mouth. My mouth touched, and electricity passed between us. I felt the blood rush through my body, and knew my erection would soon be painful. I touched my cock fully as I kissed Anthony, and was immediately rock hard.
I felt his lips move to mine. He groaned and for a second, I felt him try to pull away. He moaned, `uhhhhnnnnnn,' as I grabbed the back of his head to hold him in place underneath me. Our lips together, fighting as I kissed him.
He groaned again, and I began opening his mouth with mine, tonguing his lips, then his own tongue as he opened for me. His kiss was so light and warm. He was sweet and passionate, those lips just slowly giving way as he let my tongue in.
`Ahhhhnnnnn uuuuhhhhm,' He moaned, and almost tried to get away from to catch himself. I let go of my cock, and grabbed his right hand with my left to hold him in place. He moaned really loud, and I was already completely hard now. My 9" straining up, pushing against my abs as I held Anthony down.
He cried out and was still trying to fight me, his eyes opening as he tried to get away. This time I moved my free hand, and searched for his little boy cock. He tried to shield himself, but I grabbed it easily as he cried out.
'Owwww fuuuucccckkkk!!!'
He was rock hard, probably six inches and completely erect. It was big and hot, probably larger than mine when I was his age. I kissed him harder, and forced his head against mine.
I knew he wanted this, and I knew I had to keep pressing him. My boy let me open his mouth again with my kiss, and this time I pressed my tongue all the way to the back of his throat. He groaned really loudly as my hand grabbed a full hold of his cock. I squeezed hard, and he whimpered.
'Uhhh uuhhhnnnn uhhhh orwww,' as I used my body weight to push forward against him. I had him prone.
He tried to wrestle against me a bit again as I pressed, but I was too strong. I had him completely pinned against my silk sheets, my tongue probing his, reaching his mouth, his throat.
He kept moaning and groaning as I touched the deepest places in his mouth with my tongue, squeezing his completely full cock with one hand, and moving my other hand away to rub his eight pack with the other.
'Uuuuhhhhh uuhhhnnnn uhhhh, pleaaassseee,' he groaned as we finished a kiss.
I just kept at him squeezing his cock harder and harder. I kissed him deeply again until he cried out and I broke the kiss.
He sighed and moaned.
'You want more don't you? I know you do.'
I still had a hold of his cock and he was squirming and moaning. I smiled and moved to kiss and suck his neck. He started moaning again and I kissed and licked to his ear.
'I know your secret.' I said as I put my tongue in deep. He moaned again, and I felt his cock shudder in my hand. This time some Precum was flowing and I felt his little balls welling.
'You can cum bro. I thought you were too young, but tonight I'm gonna make you...' I said and again put my tongue in his ear. He moaned so loud this time.
'Unnnnnhhhhhh uhhhhh!!!'
As I stuck my tongue in his ear, I let go of his cock and forced open his legs with my hand completely. He was writhing and moaning. The fighting stopped and he gave in. I felt for his ball sac. The nuts were so small and sexy. I juggled them and also felt down to his taint. He had no hair there at all, and it made me so horny. I grabbed hold of his balls again, and squeezed hard while i moaned in his ear.
'Uhhhh owww fuck!' He cried out.
'Sorry Ant, but you can't cum yet. I won't let you. I have to teach you how to fuck first.' He tried saying something but I kissed him fully again, and this time his tongue totally met mine. He was kissing so beautifully. His soft tongue so deep and sensual. The sound of our kiss was so full and I groaned as I squeezed his balls. He was moaning so loud.
`Owwwwww!!!'
The room was already getting hot and we were both sweating again. I could feel it in my armpits, on my lower back, pooling around my belly button, dripping from my ass. I could feel it on Anthony too. His taint was sweaty, and so tummy was slick.
'You're so sweaty Ant, that's good it'll make it more slick while we fuck.'
He tried to groan no, but I squeezed his nuts again and he cried, 'ahhhh owwwww!'
I kissed and sucked his neck again, I knew I wanted to leave hickeys just below the neck line of his shirt. I was already marking him. He was panting, and trying not to move too much. If he did, I squeezed his balls hard with my hand and he'd cry.
I kissed his tiny pink nipples and his chest muscles. I kissed his arms and pits. He was so wet and sexual. I loved smelling the sweet boy sweat. I kissed down his sides to his eight pack. Licking all of it, coating him with a part of me. He was saying thing now.
'Stop. Stop! Please stop!'
'Oh fuck, oh fuck!!!'
I got down to his lower tummy and he starting squirming again, I could still tell he was high because his reactions were slow compared to when we played basketball, but I also knew he was loving it.
Even as I squeezed hard on his nuts, his cock was so full and hard. As I kissed down and got down to his tiny black pubes I was actually amazed how big his cock was for his body. It was a full 6" now and very red.
I started bathing his sweaty pubes with my tongue and I heard him stop whining. He was looking down at me, and I looked up so his beautiful eyes met mine. I smiled at him, my brown eyes and skin a contrast to his beautiful milky white. I knew he wanted me to suck his cock and in that look I saw desire and expectation. I kissed his cock at that exact moment, and he jumped. I put the tip in my mouth and his eyes closed. I opened my mouth fully and let all of him in, and he groaned in pleasure.
'Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. Please. Please! Please!!! Fuck, holy fuck you're a fucking fag!!!'
I went down on him completely and that started him groaning fully. His shaft was slick and soft, and I bobbed on his cock for maybe a minute. His balls started to well. I stopped sucking, and held his cock there. With my hand, I squeezed his balls too hard, 'Fuck!!!'
I came off his cock and he was writhing, sweating, whimpering. His cock was still rock hard, but his body was completely limp. I knew it was my chance.
I let go of his balls, and he tried to scoot away. Again though, I was too athletic and fast.
I grabbed both of his thighs and lifted them. I drove him forward. His body ran up against the head of the bed, and his thighs found themselves up on my shoulders. My muscular body pressed against his pale white skin. He tried to turn and fight me, but I pinned him up against the head completely.
'Owww fuck, geetttt the fuck offff!' he managed.
'Stop fighting bro, you're still hard and you're gonna cum while I fuck you.' I whispered.
'No fucking way!!!!' he slurred as I moved my mouth back to his cock taking him fully to the hilt. I could smell the musk from him.
'Uhhhh uhhhhh unnn uhhhh,' he loved getting his cock sucked and when I came off he whimpered again. I reared forward and pushed his knees all the way to his shoulders with my strength. He again tried to struggle, but that's when my tongue started licking his taint.
He was so sweet. The sweat was salty but his body was warm and primed. I lapped at it, and he started groaning again. I kept moving all the way to his spread butt, and he screamed, 'Noooo get the fuck off!' He couldn't struggle, though, I had him pinned.
His hole was completely hairless and when I first circled it with my tongue I could feel myself almost cum as my cock felt friction against the sheets. He cried out too, moaning 'Fuuuuuuccckkkk,' over and over and over.
I circled his hole maybe ten times with my tongue. He kept crying and moaning, and I had to grab his balls a couple times to keep him from jerking his cock to cum. When I finally stuck my tongue in his hairless pussy he just screamed. I grabbed his balls hard as I fully tasted his ass.
'Owww Vlad Owww, fuck, please Vlad, please!'
So warm and so sweet, I tasted all of him and he was completely lost as my tongue stabbed his anus. I had tasted Steven's hole many times before I fucked him, but Anthony's was so hot. It was sweaty and musty, but the sweetness overpowered. He kept crying out. 'Ah! Uhhh fuuuucccckkkk!'
I could tell he hadn't been touched there before, but he was meant for it. His ass needed to be filled and bred.... today, I knew I needed to make him mine. Without warning I let go of one leg and I started tracing his hole with my finger while I tongue fucked him.
'No more Vlad, please bro please,' he was begging and slurring. 'It's too hot in here and my balls hurt so bad. Please!'
I stuck my tongue in all the way and then stuck my finger in, moaning as it slowed past his ass ring.
'Owww fuck dude, that hurts! Please Vlad, please!'
I twisted the finger in, and moved my mouth to his taint as I held him in place. He was struggling hard, but my mouth found his balls and then his shaft. I went down on him again as his cock head reached my throat.
He stopped struggling this time, and bucked forward, instinctually trying to breed with his seed. I took my free hand, pushed his legs all the way to the head board, and got two fingers up his hole.
He was so tight and he cried.
'Owwwwww uhhhh ahhhh oh fuck! Fucking faggot!'
My finger turned inside his hole and his cock leaked precum as I finally found his tight little prostate. His body was shaking, and I could taste his sweetness again. I knew he was gonna cum. I grabbed his balls with my free hand again, and pulled really fucking hard.
He grunted and screamed again, his balls turning blue from the heat, from the wrestling, from my tongue.
I waited a couple seconds, and then took out my fingers. He relaxed, but was whimpering, half-ass trying to buck his cum down my throat. I kept his balls in place, and slowly let his cock from my mouth. He whined and was panting something, but I wasn't listening anymore.
I reared up with my shoulders, and used my strength to push his knees all the way back to his shoulders. My face met his, and we were staring into each other's eyes now deeply. He was so lost in what was happening, and we were both really sweaty. My wet body was slick against his, my sweaty six pack and treasure trail, wetting his slick eight pack and chest muscles. I looked at him deeply, and my sweat was dripping from my nose onto his face.
We were both breathing so heavy, my muscular body on top of this light frame. He was trying to talk, but I covered his mouth with mine. He fought, but eventually gave in as our kiss was deep and hard. My tongue touched the back of his throat and I knew he could taste his own precum, his own ass. It turned me on so much, and I was fully aware of my cock pressing against his sweaty taint. It was slimy and wet, and I was leaking precum everywhere, my cock stabbing him as we kissed.
I moved one hand toward the lube on the dresser.
'Uhhhh please Vlad, please,' he was groaning and trying to break the kiss.
I had the bottle open and poured it everywhere. It was on my hands, my abs, and all over his stomach. He was so full and defined, and it was so hot to see the lube on that hot tummy. I knew he was gonna be tight.
'Uhhhh aaaahhhh uhhhhh, noooo,' he was moaning as I kept kissing him. I had my hands now kneading his ass and greasing my cock. My fingers found his hole a couple time and pushed in.
'Owwww fuuuccckkkk, please Vlad, please.' He managed and groaned as he let my tongue in all the way, reaching his own tongue, then all the way back in his throat.
I broke the kiss as my forehead touched his. We were both covered in sweat and panting.
'I know you're scared bro, but I know you want this. Let me in Ant, and I'm gonna make you cum once I'm in.' My fingers entered his pussy again and he moaned.
'Please Vlad please, it's gonna fuckin hurt. I can't. It's fuckin huge I know it. I saw it.'
'It's ok bud, I'm gonna take you and it's gonna hurt at first. But you're gonna be mine and I'm gonna make you cum.... I'm gonna breed you with my cum.'
'Fuck dude, fuck,' he started moaning again as my finger touched his prostrate. I held it there this time and he started squirming.
'I gotta fuckin piss man, fuck! Uhhhnnn ohhhhh fuuuuccckkk!' he was moaning again and I slowly got my fingers out. We started slowly kissing again, light kisses on the lips as I started aiming my cock for his hole.
'Look bro,' I said as I turned our bodies on the bed. We were facing the mirror on my door a couple feet away. 'Our bodies are so hot and we were meant to fuck. You're gonna let me in,' and I moved a bit with my strength to lift his butt up so we could both see it in the mirror.
His body was sideways on the bed and my dark brown muscle had his pale white athleticism pinned. I pulled back a bit, my muscular body rearing back as I pointed my big cock at his little pussy.
'Please Vlad, please!'
We both watched as my muscular bubble butt pulled back and my cock pushed up against his stark white ass. I found his lubed hole and I was just so hard. I held him tight with my body keeping him in place as my right hand guided my cock to his pussy. I felt the the entrance, and we both froze.
'Please Vlad, it's too big.'
I started pushing and he groaned.
'Fuck Ant, fuck!' I pushed hard this time, and the head forced at the entrance.
'Owwww Owww ohhhh,'
It didn't give, and he cried
I kept my cock at his opening, and I brought my lips fully to his. We kissed, and he fought it at first, feeling my cock still pressing, but I groaned, and he opened his mouth fully for me, my tongue meeting his. I grabbed for his cock. It was still so hard.
We kissed deeper and deeper until this beautiful moment came where our tongues touched fully, both of us groaning. He relaxed, and I felt his pussy open. My cock was just so hard, and the lube made it inevitable. I pushed my cock while kissed, and I felt him give and push. The head entered, and I gasped.
He screamed.
'Fuckkkk!!!, Fuckkkk FUcckkkkk' he screamed into our kiss, `It fucking hurts Vlad, fuck! Please Vlad please!'
He struggled a bit and I used my strength to pin him and brought him back to me as I kissed him deeply. My cock head waiting at his entrance. I held it there, and felt him squirm.
I tried to kiss him deeper, but he was resisting, trying to wrestle and force my cock from his tight hole.
I broke the kiss and moved down a bit. I nibbled on his neck and kissed up to his ear. 'Push out bro, don't fight it. I'm gonna make you...' And I stuck my tongue in his ear as I felt him buck and struggle. My tongue reached all the way inside, and this time he moaned again.
`Uhhhhhnnnnn, owwwww, fuuuuccckkkk!'
For a second, I looked to the mirror to watch as we struggled. He tried to squirm but I did my best to hold him in place, grabbing under his shoulders and used my ability to drive the bucket to hold our bodies in place. I put my tongue in his ear again, and he moaned.
Slowly the struggle subsided and he accepted it. I was inside, and looked to the mirror again to watch as our muscular bodies became one. I moved back to kiss, and he cried out loud again. As our lips met, the sweat falling from my face to his, I pushed my cock in his warm tight pussy.
'Fuck dude fuckkkkkkkk,'
'Take it Ant, that's right boy. Take it.'
I felt myself push in deeper as his hole gave way . I drew back just a little bit and he cried, and then I pushed in all the way, 9 full inches as he cried. His pussy was so hot and wet. The heat from our bodies so sexual, we were on fire from being joined. I knew it would be hot, but I had never been so turned on in my life. Ant was becoming my boy.
'Owww fuuuuuuccccckkkkkk!!!!' He was so full of my cock now and in the mirror I could only see my ass as my balls pressed up into his opening. 'It hurts Vlad, fuuuucccckkkkk it hurts so much.
`Shhhh Ant, shhh, just push out and hold it in. You're so fucking tight.'
I held it there, my cock pulsing and rushing, our bodies held completely together. I was afraid I'd cum, and wanted so bad to just start pounding him. I wanted him to cum while I fucked, though, so I had to take it slow. I had to drive my cum into him.
I pushed my balls back up against his hole and this time I let out from under his shoulder and brought my forehead directly to his. I leaned forward and started kissing him lightly on the lips. They were short little kisses meant to bring him back to me.
'You're so tight Ant, I knew you would be tough and tight but you're takin it like a champ. I know it hurts but you know we were meant to fuck.'
He moaned and I leaned in and started licking and nibbling at his lips. Eventually he started kissing back and his mouth opened when my tongue ran across it one more time. I moaned and almost came, but I held back. We started French kissing fully, and I put my tongue deeper and deeper in his mouth. We were wrestling with our tongues again, and that's when I did it.
I reared back with my cock an inch or so and when I touched his tongue with mine I fucked into him. I touched Anthony's insides, and then I pulled out another inch and drove into him again.
'Fuuuuuuucccckkkkkkk, fuck, fuck! It hurts Vlad please. You're too big. I have to piss!'
I just kept my mouth on his, kissing him, and the next time my tongue hit, I reared back a couple more inches and then drove a bit more. He started cryin out a bit as I kept pulling out until my head was almost at the entrance again. I looked back in the mirror in between a kiss and loved watching my cock leaving his ass. It was hot and so sexual. I grunted this time as I drove it back in and he whimpered with a light moan.
'Unhhhnnnnn.'
I went right back to kissing my boy, and just a bit more quickly, entered him fully. He moaned this time deeply, and I felt him grind into me a bit. His moans were muffled but I heard him cry in pleasure when my balls touched the entrance to his pussy again. And that was when I knew, I was gonna have Ant as long as I wanted. I was going to breed him now and he was gonna cum once I fully started fucking.
I reared back 4 or 5 inches this time and more fully and quickly drilled my boy's hole with my cock. He screamed. 'Fuck!!!!!' And I could literally feel his prostrate move against my cock. My whole body shook and this time our kiss went deeper than it ever had. His tongue fought with mine now and he cried out when my tongue got all the way deep.
I reared out almost fully this time and watched in the mirror as my dirty cock almost fully left my boy. Then I shoved it in him hard and he cried. I stifled it with a kiss and started to pick up a rhythm. I pulled out four inches and drove, pulled out then fucked, doing it over and over.
I was grunting and sweating and Anthony was now moaning with every downstroke. The sweat was pouring off us.
'Uh uh uh uh uh,' it was rhythmic with each thrust. 'Ah ah ah, fuck fuck fuck,' he was mine now and I had both of his holes full of me as the headboard was banging against the wall. I kept kissing and driving into him, the pace picking up faster and faster. He was whining now, and bucking into me. I drove him deep and started telling him he was mine.
'You're gonna get fucked everyday now Ant, you're mine. Your gonna cum every time I fuck you.'
`Unnnh Unnnnh Unnnhh.'
I went right back to kissing him deep, and he stopped trying to fight. He didn't respond, but just kept moaning heavier now as I was pounding him. We were fucking full on missionary style now, my kiss deep, my cock and balls fully slapping against his pussy. I was almost fully pulling out and then driving my full nine inches in. The only sounds coming we're my balls slapping his ass and his deep moans and grunts. I knew he was close.
I used my hand and reached down to tug on his balls as I pulled out.
'Ow ow ow, oh fuck Vlad, oh fuck oh fuck!'
I reared back one more time and fully drew out of his pussy. He gasped and cried and that's when I drove it all the way in, not even bothering to touch lips anymore, my tongue just fully In his mouth.
My nuts slapped his ass and he cried,
'Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!'
And that's when I knew. I didn't pull back this time, I kept my cock rooted all the way deep and groaned. His body shuddered and he cried and moaned. I pulled my tongue back from his mouth and just watched as his beautiful cock shot the whitest load all over his sweaty chest and abs. I moved the root of my cock further up his hole and he shot again, this time it was a huge rope that reached his face, his ear, and the headboard.
'Oh fuck Vlad, fuck man oh oh oh mother fucker!'
I pushed again and he squirted. His cum got on my chest and shot up to my face this time. I took my finger and wiped it, licked as much as I could and kissed Anthony as deep with it. He tried to pull away, but he eventually tasted his own cum. He was still shooting and I knew I had to fuck him doggy style.
I pulled out and he cried thinking it was over, but I just grabbed him and kissed deep as I turned him right over, keepin his head to one side for easy access.
'Get on your hands and knees now, Ant, it's time for you to get bred.'
He didn't move, but I didn't stop. I kicked his legs open and pulled him up by his belly. He was almost limp but still ready for one more orgasm. I steadied him and got him on his knees which let me line my cock up to his hole. I entered again forcefully and let my balls reach his sweaty, lubed hole. He cried out again.
'Ahhhh owwww fuuuucccckkkk!'
'You're so hot Ant, I am gonna make you want this all the time now. I'm gonna breed you completely with my cum and you're always gonna want more. Do you understand me?'
I kept him on his knees and lowered my sweaty Pecs and six pack to his sweaty back. I used my muscles and grabbed underneath him to hold his shoulders. He groaned again and I knew he was cumming. I felt him shake and so I just started pounding.
I drew out and shoved in, my balls slapping his pussy every time I fucked. The sound was sweaty and loud, and both of us were groaning. He was hard again, but his legs were giving out from exhaustion. We fell forward, but I didn't let up. I pulled at his tummy and arched his back. I kept my cock at his entrance and then I fucked again, my balls welling as both of us kept moaning.
'Uh uh uh uh uh.' The sounds came with each slap and Ant just groaning when my balls reached his pussy. Each fuck brought my cum closer and closer, and with one final rear I turned Ant's head to mine, and stuck my tongue deep in his mouth. He was almost limp as I kissed him as deeply as I could, and I shoved my cock all the way to the hilt.
I shot rope after rope of cum into my boy's pussy, and he just groaned as my kiss probed him. I kept my cock buried deep, the warm pussy getting coated with my mark. I could feel the base of my cock getting slippery from the huge load seeping from my boy's ass. It ran down my shaft, down my balls, down my taint. He groaned again, and I felt him shake. He was cumming, and I watched from the mirror as he shot another load of beautiful white cum all over my bedspread.
I turned him to me again and started a slow wet kiss that he could barely reciprocate. I had never fucked like that and my body was so slick with exertion and sweat. I was still hard in my boy's pussy, and he kept moaning as we both fell forward, my cock still deep in his hole. I lay there on top of him. Our sweaty bodies intertwined as I cuddled him. I kissed him over and over again, whispering to him hot he was, how his pussy was mine, and how he was made to be fucked.
He kept moaning and grunting as I kissed him. I wanted him to tell me what I wanted.
I felt myself getting hard again....
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