“I’m ready. This is… the last thing between us that we haven’t… you know.” I gasped as his fingers opened me, scissoring to prepare me for what I knew was about to come – and then cum as I grasped at the bedsheets.
“There’s always bondage. Wait til you see my swing. I can’t wait to get you tied up inside it.”
I gulped, and he chuckled before tearing the wrapper off the condom and rolling it over his cock. He applied some more lube onto his shaft and stroked it.
“You’re teasing me.” I moaned, needing him inside me right now.
“I don’t know… I think you’d look really hot being paraded around Folsom on a leash,” he chuckled. “I don’t really have a swing.”
“I was trying to imagine… Thank God.” I giggled as he pressed his cock into my crack and swiped it up and down. “Fuck… You really are big.”
“Take a deep breath.” He whispered into my ear, and I reached up and felt his forearms that had found placement in front of my head
I did, and he pressed his hard cock against my hole, and he split me open as he pushed into me slowly, an inch at a time, trying hard not to hurt me with his wide width. It hurt. It burned, and I relished in the feelings. I was so full of him, and he filled me with his wide girth.
“Holy fuck…” I gasped, and he stopped and wiggled his hips, slowly opening me for more.
My moans as he slid into me – inch by inch – egged him on. Soon, he was buried inside me all the way to the hilt. His pubes brushed against my cheeks, and I reached back and pulled them apart so he could go deeper. It was unlike any fuck I had ever had. He was so big, and it filled me more profoundly than anyone had ever before. It was also Ben and the culmination of fantasies I had never gotten to experience but had masturbated to so many times.
Somehow, it made it even hotter than I ever thought it could be.
He started slow and rocked his hips. I gasped with every thrust and lost my breath a few times as he buried himself in me. He was being careful, and I was ready to throw caution in the wind.
“I’m good… God, you feel so… you’re so fucking big, Ben.” I laughed. “Big Ben! I… Oh, fuck…”
“Do not make jokes while I fuck you.” He slammed into me with more force to punctuate.
“I think that’s your new nickname. God, it’s fucking fitting. You feel like you're about to burst through my brain.”
“You like that, Perce? You want me to fuck you harder, baby. Or do you want it sweet and loving?”
“Both…”
“You are such a greedy little bottom. You want this Big Ben cock,” He bent down and nipped at my ear. His breath was so hot I shuddered.
“Fuck, please,” I begged as I pushed my ass against him, and he ground into me.
“You asked for it.”
My world shifted as he literally beat my hole with his cock. This was porn star fucking, and I glanced into the mirror to see that I was right. His arm was behind his back with his arm flexed so he could see himself as he pummeled me with his meaty dick. Of course, he would be an exhibitionist.
I stared into the mirror and gasped and groaned with every thrust as he quickened his pace. God, he was exquisite. I didn’t know what the future truly held, but I hoped it had much more of this in it.
Thrust after thrust into me. He flipped me over and threw my legs over his shoulders as he kissed me and stroked my cock. He lay on his back as I rode him, our mouths unable to pull apart from each other as I sucked on his tongue and masturbated on top of him. Moments of moments that I wanted to never forget. This was the forgiveness I could give him. This was the apology I had craved.
“Shit, I’m gonna…” I moaned as I unleashed onto his chest. His fingers swiped at it, and he shoved them inside my mouth as I tasted myself on his fingertips.
“I’m gonna cum too. Fuck… I don’t want to… not in the condom… I want to…”
“You want to paint me? I want to taste you, too.” I slid off his pole and lay down beside him.
He got on his knees and started stroking his cock quickly as he thrust his hips forward. His cock slapped against my chin as he groaned and burst across my face. I opened my mouth, and he pushed his cock slowly into me as his salty cum gushed from his cock.
Our breaths hitched, and we moaned as I milked every drop from him.
“Fuck…” He pulled from my mouth and lay down beside me. Both of us were sticky with each other. “That was… Damn.”
“I’m glad you came back home.”
