This is a work of fiction, all the usual legal jargon applies. The characters in this story live in a disease free world, the use of condoms is not portrayed. The real world is very different, practice safe sex, wear a condom.
I slowly and deliberately fucked Todd's ass. Moving in long strokes, pulling out until the head of my hard cock was at the entrance to his ass and then slowly sliding back in. Todd's sighs and moans to my slow fucking was answer enough that he was enjoying the slow torturous movements of my cock inside his ass.
"Fuck dude, you're driving me crazy fucking me like this. I love it!" Todd panted.
"Yeah, feels good, my cock slowly sliding in and out of your tight ass." I replied, reaching around to grab his hard and swollen cock. I could feel the clear fluid spilling out of the tip of cock and running down my hand, offering additional lube as I slowly stroked his cock in time with my fucking.
"God you're fucking driving me crazy with that cock of yours. I'm so close to cumming yet my cock won't let go." Todd moaned.
"Good! I want to keep you there, keep you at a point where you think you're going to cum but don't. Shit dude, your balls have practically disappeared inside you." I groaned as I played with sack of skin that would normally hold his balls.
I continued my slow and deliberate fucking, each time I'd hit the point where I was going to cum I'd pull my cock out and just rub the head of my dick around his hole and slide it along the crack of his ass.
Todd whined and whimpered, his sexual frenzy at a point where he couldn't stand it. "Please, please fuck me hard, I need to cum so bad, so bad that it's starting to hurt." he said.
"Yeah? How about I shoot my fucking load all over your sweet hole? You want that? Want me to paint your hole with my cum?" I panted and growled back.
"Yeah, c'mon, fucking coat my hole with your load, cum for me stud please. Please let me cum, I gotta cum so bad." Todd panted.
"I'll paint your hole but you gotta hold off cumming until I'm done. I want that load of yours in my face, I love watching your cock shoot." I said as I began to quicken my pace. My balls disappeared as well and it wasn't long before I had that all too familiar tingling in my cock, indicating that my load was on its way up.
"Get ready bitch, I'm gonna fucking shoot my hot cum right up your hole." I panted and I slammed into him one last time, my cock erupting, shooting what felt like a gallon of cum inside him.
"I'm close Jon, I'm close. Feeling your cum shooting deep inside me, damn, I'm gonna cum Jon, I'm gonna cum!" Todd shouted as he pulled off of my cock and spun around, shoving me to my knees.
Holding his cock right at mouth level he stroked his cock. I stuck my tongue out and licked the clear fluid from the piss slit in his cock. Todd cried out and started shooting his cum directly in my mouth, painting my tongue white with his sweet tasting load. I let his cum flow off my tongue and drip down on my chin and onto the floor of the shower.
The last few drops of cum dribbled onto my tongue and I closed my mouth and swallowed his load. He pulled me up and started kissing me, groaning as he tasted the remnants of his load in my mouth. I grabbed his ass cheeks and started fingering his hole, my load beginning to ooze out, rubbing it into the hair and skin around his ass hole. Todd shuddered once more as we continued to kiss and I felt his cock jerk against my stomach and looked down to see a single white line of cum run from my belly button down to the top of my bush.
"Damn Todd! Between last night and this morning, I'd think your balls would be drained dry." I said.
"Ungh!" was all Todd responded as his cock jerked again and another rope of cum shot out. I quit fingering his hole and held onto his cock, slowly stroking it up and down. Todd shivered again, groaned and shot another load, this time landing on my deflating cock.
Todd leaned against the shower stall, panting, eyes closed. I took the soap and started soaping up his chest and stomach, running my hand down and around his cock and in between his legs. I turned him around and began to soap up his back and ass, running my hands in between his legs and playing with his hole some more. Todd groaned again, thrust his hips back and let me give his hole a thorough washing before I squatted down and washed his legs and feet.
"My God! I don't think I've ever had sex this hot before." Todd said as he began to rinse himself off, taking time to wet and wash his hair. After cum was now beginning to drip from his cock and I squatted down once more and began to lick his cock head, savoring the taste of him.
Once he was good and rinsed he lathered me up and washed every inch of my body, paying close attention to my hole, inserting a soaped up finger inside me from time to time. My cock was half hard by the time he was done but I knew I'd finally hit my limit, there was no way I was going to cum again.
Satisfied we were clean, we rinsed, got out of the shower and dried each other off. I handed him a fresh toothbrush and waited for him to brush his teeth and then brushed mine.
"So, now what?" Todd asked.
"What do you mean?" I responded, looking at him rather quizzically.
"Well, I think I could definitely fall in love with you. I know, I know, way too soon to have this conversation but man, Jonathan, you are just so fucking amazing. I mean, most guys just want me for my cock, but you, you're different." He said, looking at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, trying to judge what my reaction is going to be.
I took a long because before saying anything. Just as I was about to say something, Todd shook his head and started apologizing emphatically. "I said way too much, look I'm sorry, if you want to be just fuck buds that's great, we can do that." Todd stammered and stuttered.
"Would you let me speak? Please?" I said. "Look, I've just ended a relationship, or at least I think it's ended. It is on my part anyway. You're a great guy." I said and was then interrupted.
"Say no more, the `you're a great guy' line said enough." Todd sighed.
"Let me finish." I said. "You're a great guy and I really do like, so let's just play this by ear and see what happens." I finished.
Todd's eyes lit up and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Yeah? And you don't mind that I'm a handyman? I'm working my way through college, so this job lets me keep my bills paid and go to school as well." Todd said excitedly.
"Wait, you're in college? How the fuck old are you?" I asked.
"40, why?" Todd said.
"Get the fuck outta here! You are not 40! You can't be more than 28!" I shot back. Todd left and brought me his driver's license and, sure enough, he was 40. I whistled and said, "You've lived a good life then if you're 40." We both chuckled, finished dressing and he said his goodbyes.
I picked up the apartment, threw the bed sheets in the laundry and was just about to sit down and read the newspaper when the door bell rang. I got up, opened the door and just about shit my pants when I saw Bill standing there.
"Can I come in?" Bill asked. I didn't say anything as I stepped aside to let him in. I offered him a cup of coffee, poured him one and walked over to the couch and sat down next to him. There was a long still silence in the room as we both gauged the other's mood.
"I saw you're date leaving this morning. Honestly Jon, the maintenance man?" Bill said sarcastically. I looked down at my cup of coffee and thought of my response. Now, I can be one of the cattiest people you'll ever meet, however this time, I chose to take the high road and say nothing.
"What do you want Bill?" I asked through gritted teeth.
"I love you." Bill said.
"Don't! Don't you fucking tell me you love me!" I snapped back. "How the hell can you say that to me when you pushed me aside like I was yesterday's news? I know all about the military education crap that we have to do." I said, taking a deep breathe before I began again.
"I know all about long separations and the different careers and all that other bullshit that goes along with wearing the uniform. I get it, what I don't get is how you can just nonchalantly tell me, before you leave, that we're really not an item. What I don't get is how you can just not call me at all except only to tell me that you've met someone. What kinda fucking idiot do you think I am?" I said.
"Jon, c'mon now, you know I can't be like you." Bill said.
"Like me? You can't be like me? And just how am I supposed to take THAT remark?" I shouted.
"You know, you're all carefree and open about your sexuality. I can't be like that." Bill pleaded.
"For starters, dumb-ass, I'm NOT open about my sexuality. I fucking wear a uniform just like you. I have to play by the same fucking `Don't Ask, Don't Tell, Don't Reveal, Don't do Shit' rule that you have to fucking play by. So tell me Bill, exactly HOW am I open?" I snarled.
"I'm getting married." Bill said, refusing to look in my eyes.
"Really?" I responded back. "So this is the real reason, you're using me as your scapegoat so you don't have to deal with the truth about yourself." I said.
"And tell me Bill, does she know that you can cum without having something hard up your ass, like a cock?" I snarled.
"Did you tell her that you love sucking cock? Drinking a guys cum? Huh? Did you?" I shouted, standing up as I did.
"Have you fucked her yet Bill? And tell me, dear Bill, were you thinking of her and keeping your cock hard or were you thinking about another guy, wishing, wanting, hoping that instead of sucking on her little clit you were really sucking a cock?" I shouted, shaking as I let my anger and hurt get the best of me.
"Yes! Yes god dam-nit! Allright? Is that what you want to hear? Is it? That I couldn't fuck her unless I was thinking about a hard cock?" Bill shouted back, standing as well.
"Fucking hypocrite is all you are Bill. You can't even be honest with yourself but yet you want to enter into a marriage with a woman." I said, my anger beginning to subside.
"What the hell could you possibly know about this? My Dad's a West Point Grad, if he found out I was gay. I can't possibly expect you to understand, you've lived a charm life." Bill snapped back.
"Have I Bill? Have I really? Let me tell you something about my life. I was disowned by my family when I was fourteen years old. The last words my father said to me was, `I can't believe I got a fucking faggot for a son.' He said that as he was throwing my belongings out of the house." I said, tears welling in my eyes.
"Do you have any fucking idea what it's like to be fourteen, gay AND homeless? My own grandmother wouldn't even take me in. I lived in fucking homeless shelters, ate out of fucking garbage cans until I was old enough to join the military." I screamed, my tears now flowing out of my eyes.
"So don't you, don't you fucking stand there and tell me I don't understand. Get out, now! We're done." I shouted and pointed towards the door.
Bill stood there for a few minutes, looking at me as though he had something to say. He finally sighed, hung his head and let himself out.
"God DAMN you!" I shouted as he closed the door behind him. I just stood in the living room, shaking, crying. I pulled myself together, wiped my face and blew my nose and headed out of the apartment. I felt like I was suffocating and needed fresh air. I walked aimlessly through the streets of Crystal City, thinking about everything and yet, nothing at all.
I stopped at a little pub that I'd found along Army-Navy Drive and decided to head in for something to eat and a quick drink, or two. I opened the door, scanned the place and spied Todd sitting in a booth alone, eating a sandwich and drinking a beer.
"Mind if I join you?" I asked as I stood at his table.
"Jon! Sure! What's wrong?" Todd asked as he looked my still swollen eyes.
"I'll tell you about it, but first, yeah, let's give this a whirl." I said and then began telling him about my entire life story.
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