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This is a fictional account of unprotected sex in a long term relationship. Please be aware of the risks you are taking when you engage in sexual activity and take the necessary steps to protect you and yours.
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The night before had ended in some sort of vague, low-level dispute. Nothing I would call a 'fight', but more the kind of disagreement inevitable in relationships. To be honest, I don't even remember what it was about, but I do remember we didn't have sex that night. We'd gotten in, undressed, laid down, and fell asleep. Our hands lightly touched, but nothing else did. Given that it was our first 'fight', there was some sadness, but in the end it was tempered by the recognition of another step forward. As sunlight filtered in the room the next morning, the sun still rose on the two of us, together. Jack and I could disagree and still be okay.
That morning, I saw that over the night, Jack had tossed his covers off in a partially successful attempt to find cool air. Laying on his side, I woke up seeing his bare back in the morning light, both its strength and imperfections. Turning a bit in bed, my eyes drifted down to his legs and then back up to the curve of his butt, the cleft ever so slightly parted. Sliding over, I tossed off my own covers pressed my naked body into his. The length of his legs and back pressing into my front. Legs against chest and back against front, his body warm and solid against my own. Slightly damp from perspiration, we slightly stuck together. Bringing my hand around to his chest, I caressed him, pulling his body into mine feeling his stomach and chest. Unwilling to hide my bodies' reaction to his, I pressed my cock into him. Kissing him on the neck from behind, he mumbled a response... "Whatever it was last night, I'm sorry."
Kissing him again, I replied, "I don't even know, but I'm sorry too." And nibbled his earlobe.
Hiking my legs up a bit more, I positioned the length of my shaft between his two cheeks, and pressed my crotch inward towards his ass. Tweaking his nipples with my hand, I slid between his warmth, feeling his pressure against mine as he pushed into me, backwards.
I hadn't been necessarily thinking of taking things this direction, but looking for connection with this man, I wanted to be inside of him. Pulling my crotch away, I used the space to apply lube to my shaft, and then to his hole, first the outside, feeling the taut muscle of his sphincter, and then probing his insides with one and then with two fingers. Sunlight filtering in the room, I slid my fingers slowly into and then out of Jack's willing asshole. His tight ring slid along my fingers, pushing them together, as I stretched him out and penetrated his softer inside.
Pulling my fingers out, I slid my crotch forward and slid my erection through his cheeks, to push at his hole. One arm around my lover's body, the other guided my erection, grasping the shaft and pushing asscheeks. At first, my pressure just pushed at his hole, pushing it inward, slippery and pliable. A bit more pressure, though, and his hole yielded to my cock, popping open to accept my head sliding inward, the ring tight around my shaft as I started pushing into explore where my hands had just been. Removing my hand from my shaft, I was able to embrace Jack now with both arms as I pushed in further inside him. Skin against skin, one inside the other, he accepted me within himself as I offered myself to him.
There are people in the world that would look at us in that moment and call it an abomination. There are others would would celebrate it as a progressive statement of freedom from constraints. But for Jack and I, in that moment, it was two kindred spirits expressing a connection. It was an act of sharing, of exposure, and of eroticism. It was a willingness to be fully seen and shared, and understood in a new way.
Thrusting in and out of Jack, feeling his body react to mine, desiring and accepting, I started to feel the beginnings of my orgasm. My thrusting matched with his sliding back and forth in a mutual and shared rhythm. But right before the point of inevitability, I realized I wanted something different. I pulled out, almost abruptly, startling Jack. Keeping my throbbing erection away from anything that might trigger my orgasm, I whispered into his ear, "I want your eyes." Knowing what I meant, Jack turned to face me, both of us naked towards each other in that morning sunlight. I looked at his body and his nakedness, and my lover looked at mine.
Looking into his eyes, I reached down towards his erection. New and yet familiar. Firm and yet soft, I slid my hand up and down his shaft, and he grasped mine. Still slick with lube and precum, he slid his hand up and down my shaft three times before I knew it was inevitable that I was going to cum for him. Eyes locked, a quiet, desperate "Don't stop", and I started pushing closer to feel his warmth. Bodies an inch apart, warmth and sunlight and sweat and ejaculate combined as Jack brought me over my edge. Watching me cum for him, he leaned in as my orgasm subsided, and gently kissed me on the lips, pressing in, in another act of connection.
As I trembled in my post-orgasmic weakness, Jack rolled me over on my back, and then rolled himself partially atop me. Feeling his cock pressed against my leg, I felt his warmth and weight press into me as I slowly drifted down from my high. A few minutes later, my breath caught, I wanted to give Jack the same sort of orgasm he'd given me. Rolling him gently over, I helped him to his back, naked in the sunlight, his prick erect and glistening with his fluids, and his body matted with my own semen.
Looking at him, I knew he wanted to fuck me, but more than that, I wanted him inside me, and I wanted him to know it. I wanted to place his cock inside my ass, and I wanted to ride him until he shot his load inside me, and then I wanted his semen to drip out of my distended ass and onto his cock as I slid off of my lover's body. I wanted Jack to have no doubt that I was where I was and with whom I was out of intent and out of choice.
Lying onto my back, I spread my legs above me and pulled my ass cheeks apart to show him my asshole. I think he was taken a aback by this at first, but as I started applying lube to my asshole, he started getting into what I was showing him and why. My own erection started returning, slick with juices, as Jack started stroking himself for me. Happy with the lube I'd applied to my ass, I slowly got up to my knees, crotch pointing at Jack's face. Leaning down, I took over Jack's stroking of himself, and started adding more lube to his long, hard shaft.
Straddling Jack, I bent down to kiss my man, as I slid my ass down his stomach and to his crotch. His cock sliding between my legs, I felt him press against what I'd just shown him. Manipulating him and me with my hands, I positioned his cock head at my own hole, wanting nothing more than what was about to happen. A bit of pressure backward, and he popped inside of me, full and correct. Working together, I slid back a bit further, letting him penetrate more deeply inside of me, and then slid forward until he was almost completely outside me.
Settling into a rhythm, I slid more deeply onto his shaft and then off of his shaft. The skin of my legs pressed against his body, warm and firm, as my balls slid across his stomach. Looking into his eyes, I took him inside me, feeling the pressure and the slick sliding back and forth of his member against my hole. He was fucking me, but I was fucking him just as much. We were fucking each other, sharing each other, being with each other, giving ourselves to each other.
Riding him with an increasing sense of urgency and pressure, I started stroking my own erection at the same time. I wanted to cum, sure, but I also wanted Jack to see me masturbate. I wanted him to see how much I wanted it. Him.
The more I rode him, the more the bed squeaked in rhythm in the sunlight. Jack was well endowed, but I slowly used his hardness to manipulate myself to take more of his length. I wanted to feel all of him inside me, and after a few minutes, I did. Leaning back to show him, he looked at where he disappeared into my ass, only the barest amount of his shaft visible before entering my tight sphincter. Looking into his eyes, I slid forward off of him, sliding over his whole length before sliding back on. His breath caught as he flushed, and a couple more slides on and off of my lovers member, and he started convulsing into his orgasm beneath me. Bucking into me, I was ready for his full length as his eyes rolled back and he shot spurts of warm white semen into my bowels. Sliding up, I clenched my ass around his tight shaft to help him milk out the last of his orgasm, until he finally subsided. My own orgasm started again half way through Jack's as I shot my cum up his chest and onto his face.
Leaning down, I pressed my chest into his, keeping his cock in my asshole. Falling asleep, we gently kissed each other as our bodies melded into each other and the sunlight cast down on us.