Fuck, was this a man or what? I felt my nut sack tightening around my jewels. I reached down to cup them but they had contracted and were so small and so firm and so tight. Just being here with Tait, had me in a headspace I had never been before. I grabbed at my cock because it was so hard it was hurting. I was glad he wasn't looking at me and able to see how my looking at him was making me react. Making my body react. I pinched my nipples, really fucking hard. I knew it would only make things worse but for a moment, I had this stupid fucking idea that if I did it hard enough and made it hurt enough, the pain might sweep away my lust as well as my hard-on and maybe that it would stop me from imagining his naked body, writhing all over me while he fucked the living shit out of me. I could feel the blood flushing through me and I knew that my face was red. I could feel how hot it was and I knew that beneath my clothes, my whole body was exactly the same. He moved to the other side of the room, his back was still to me and he continued his search for a business card on his desk. I looked at the inverted triangle that was his back. Man, he was the epitome of my fantasised perception of a legendary Greek god.
'I need to take a shower.' He said without looking at me. He had been complaining about the heat today and needing to take a shower for almost the entire walk back to his place.
I thought about seeing him naked and the water caressing like a thick, translucent veil over his frightening and beautiful body. As I sat on the edge of his bed, I ran my hand over it like a virgin boy, in a waking dream, of being taken by the older boy he had a crush on or was in love with. The average boy who somehow is confronted by the biggest, the best and the most beautiful jock from school, standing in his bedroom, no one else around and no one at home. Being here in his home and bedroom with this man was sort of like that. He could have been a hot, huge wrestler named Brock, a football-playing forward, named Dale or a bodybuilding free weight junky named Nick. It really didn't matter. Fuck, he was huge. Well, at least in comparison with me. I was just an average guy.
'Man, it is so fucking humid that I'm sweating like a pig.' He said and then raised his muscle t-shirt over his head. 'Do pigs even sweat?' He wondered rhetorically.
I had already felt the dampness of pooling drops of pre-come against my cock-head but the sight of that broad, sweat covered and golden brown back, made me feel like I was going to explode on the spot. The muscles in my cock clenched and I squeezed what little amount of ball sack I had left between my thighs. I pushed my arse down onto his mattress and rubbed it back and forth as I imagined his cock was inside of me. Damn, I wanted him inside of me.
'How did you get such a hot and powerful physique?' I asked, realising after the fact that I had not phrased the question properly or like a straight man. I knew that straight guys don't refer to another straight guys body as hot.
He stopped searching for the phone number abruptly. It was why I was here and how I had come to meet Tait. Tait had overheard my conversation at the café, about finding a new and really good masseur. He had turned around in his seat, said excuse me, introduced himself as Tait and then told me he had a fantastic masseur. He told me he could give me the number but I would have to come back to his place to get it because he didn't know it from memory. He said he only lived ten minutes away. I didn't even introduce myself as I looked at him in awe and then stumbled over my words as I agreed. It was all above board with no hidden agenda's, although I have to admit that though I didn't believe I would have a chance even if he were gay, still I wanted to avail myself to the possibility. Tait stood straight and his head angled up, his eyes looking to the ceiling, giving me the impression he had read between the lines of what I had said. I held my breath. I heard a whispered laugh and saw a brief shake of the head and then his body relaxed again and he looked back down on the desk he was standing in front of.
'It started with sport! At first it was hockey, swimming and wrestling, later football but then as I got bigger, I liked what I saw when I looked at myself in the mirror and I wanted to get even bigger. Soon I realised other people liked what they saw as well and they wanted me. This knowledge only increased my desire to look strong and powerful. They seemed to think that the muscles and a huge body meant that I was a sex machine. What the fuck, I didn't mind people finding a reason to want to have sex with me. Some people will suck my cock with the snap of a finger and they'll want me to fuck them deep and hard and of course, I will. People also assume that guys with Herculean type physiques have huge cocks to match our bodies. Whatever! When it comes down to it, whoever it is, we both have a really hot time and in most cases, it's usually worth it in the long run.
I swallowed so hard as I listened to his well-spoken masculine voice, talking about sex and having his cock sucked and fucking someone deep and hard and I felt my whole body go weak, as if my muscles had just fainted at the thought. Swallowing was a waste of time because my mouth was so dry that it felt like I was swallowing glass. I grabbed my boner again. I pushed it to release it from its cramped quarters. It was jammed in my groin, with my thigh beneath it and my torso above it, like meat in a sandwich but the release only made it worse and even harder and so I pointlessly tried to pull it back to the position that it had previously been. It just ached even more and I wanted him even more. My eyes were super glued to his back and I watched as a large bead of sweat ran down the median of his back, over his spine until it disappeared beneath his jeans. Shit, I wanted to dive into that bead of sweat and swim down into his arse.
'Fuck, I feel like I'm in a fucking sauna. I've got to take a shower.' He repeated and then he slid his jeans off also and he was wearing nothing underneath. 'I can't find that phone number but I will look again after I shower.'
As he bent to drag the jeans off his enormous thighs and strong legs, his arse, which was also darkly tanned, pointed directly at my face and as those large strong cheeks parted, there was a polished, smooth, sweat-glistening crack with a partially opened brownish-pink bud. I wanted to run across the room and chew on those cheeks, lick the taste of salt and maleness from the hairless crack and then tongue fuck that beautiful hole until he threw me like a rag doll and ripped my arse into oblivion. I suddenly felt like all of those hungry guys on the net, on porn sites, without another man to get off with. Hell, I was regularly one of them. Problem was, I couldn't just open the best picture or video, sit back comfortably and then pull my cock until I shot all over the keyboard and myself. I think this was even more frustrating but the point is, I was even more desperate in this situation and I couldn't do shit about it or relieve the pressure and man, I could not believe the pressure.
Of course there was a brief moment that I wondered why a straight man would strip naked in front of another man, a man he didn't know but then my curiosity was forgotten as I figuratively drooled at the sight of that arse looking at me and flexing seductively.
He threw his jeans over the desk chair and then he stretched his entire body. I knew the stance, I knew the pose, it was a muscle pose and I believed he was doing it for my benefit. I then thought that because he had said people wanted him and also because I believed he had realised I was gay; he was simply teasing me.
One arm bent flexing his bicep, the other arm straight out and pointing toward the sky. One leg straight and taking all his weight and the other outstretched but not quite pointing. He bent, arching his body to the side and then he returned to his natural stance. I almost couldn't breathe at the sight of his naked body. Too much more of this cock teasing and I think I would have passed out from lack of blood to the brain. All my blood had raced to my cock, which was screaming to be released from my shorts.
He finally turned around to face me full frontal but now in a normal stance. His cock was fat but flaccid and about three inches and cut. His balls looked like they were storing half a pint of lively sperm that were thrashing and swimming as they waited to be swallowed by a man's hungry mouth and arse. Well, in my opinion there is no other productive purpose for man juice. I looked up into his dark blue eyes, fearful of the expression after I had stared at his cock and balls for too long. He looked no different to how he had looked when I met him. He knew I was looking at his naked body. He knew I adored him from the naked top to the naked bottom and he seemed okay with it.
He looked down at my crotch. My hard-on was tenting my shorts. I couldn't take my eyes off him. Those shoulders, those biceps and fuck me dead that chest. His pectorals were large and round like serving plates and curved like basketballs and smooth like the baked brown and waxed man flesh that they were. I licked my lips, he saw me do it and I saw his cock jump. Thickening, it rose and extended a little, regaining its shape and fullness and becoming even more sumptuous then it had been moments before. Hell, I wanted to eat his cock.
He stepped closer and leaned down toward me. He grabbed my t-shirt; closing his fist around it in the way you would do to someone you were about to beat the crap out of. Forcefully and aggressively, he pulled me up off the bed and I heard my t-shirt rip somewhere. I didn't care. He could kill me if he wanted to, I didn't care as long as he let me suck his cock and then he fucked me with it first. His other hand rose up and grabbed me by the throat, almost cutting off my air. I was terrified but strangely the primary thought in my mind was that I wanted to give myself to Tait.
For nearly ten years I had fantasised and blown my load at the imagined thought of having a big muscular man take me and fuck me and the substance of the fantasy always contained some degree of assertiveness and a little aggression. In my mind, my fantasy was playing out before my eyes and I was feeding off my obsession with Tait. In reality, I believed muscle men were beyond my reach and whenever I had sex, it was just standard sex. Enjoyable but average!
'I had a feeling you were a fag.' He said and his voice was aggressive but his eyes were impassive. It was unusual and disconcerting.
I swallowed to the best of my ability but with little regard for my life and my health; I extended both hands, grabbing his cock in one and his enormous sack in the other. They were hot, sweaty, vital and alive and I began to massage them.
'Cocky little son of a bitch!' He said as he eyeballed me intensely. 'Take your fucking hands off my meat and gravy.'
Resigned and afraid that my life was about to end or at least that I was about to be beaten within an inch of my life, I stroked his cock and squeezed his balls but I did not let them go. In fact, I actually felt his cock begin to thicken and so I stroked it a little more. He glared at me as my grip tightened on his cock and I felt my fear increase as I waited for the expected fist to connect with my face. I wondered what the fuck I was doing but I just couldn't stop myself. I stared at his rugged and beautiful, handsome brown face and the short manicured black hair around it and then into those deep and mesmerising dark blue eyes. At least while being bashed to a pulp I would die in the face of beauty.
In a split second my t-shirt was in two pieces on the floor and my shorts and briefs were around my ankles and then another second later I was on my back on the bed. Tait was straddled over my chest, his massive thighs framing my shoulders and head, his hand lifting my head while his other hand was directing his cock to my mouth. He yelled for me to open up and take him. I focused as I saw a five and a half inch and still growing cock, as it entered into my mouth and began to rub all over my tongue. I closed my eyes.
His cock continued to grow in my mouth as he pushed and pulled my head back and forth, using my head and mouth to fuck his cock like some inanimate masturbation tool. I didn't care. I relaxed my neck muscles and released full control of my head to Tait and all I did was control the shape of my mouth and the use of my tongue as I savoured every moment of this mythical god and his cock within my mouth. I suddenly opened my eyes again and I looked at his manly, sweat-covered torso. I wanted to touch it but my arms were jammed between his legs and my body.
Fuck it, I suddenly thought and I pulled and wriggled and as he realised, he allowed me some space. I dragged them out and instantly pressed my palms and fingers against his sweaty, rippling abs. I pushed against them and began to rub them and then I pushed my hands up until they cupped over the smooth curvature of his large chest. I caressed and rubbed it and then I looked at his nipples. I couldn't help but want to suck them. They were so huge and dark and smooth but even though they stood out like witches hats on the road, they were so soft and pliable. I gripped them between my thumbs and index fingers and I squeezed them hard and then I twisted them just as hard and he bucked and groaned and pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. I moaned with satisfaction and as I looked up at him I saw a small smile on his face. He loved that I adored him and he loved that I was letting him control me and he also loved that I wanted to touch him so desperately.
'Yeah take my meat and feast on it. Love my big man cock like you do. I know how bad you want this cock. Yeah, eat that cock, respect that cock and love that cock.' He yelled as he continued to fuck my mouth.
His cock I was sure was now at its maximum. It was maybe just over six inches with a very thick shaft and a full and flaring knob. He was turning and twisting my head as he jammed his knob into every square inch of my mouth. I was licking and rubbing, flattening and folding and any other damned thing I could think to do with my tongue against his beautiful cock. Fuck, I wanted to suck and eat his delicious cock forever.
I began to slide my hands all over his hot and moist brown body. I caressed and massaged every muscle and now I wondered if at some point I would get to lick the salty beads from all over his naked flesh. Tait was so beautiful that he could not be considered anything less than a gourmet meal to be devoured. Just the sight of him, let alone anything else, made me hunger for him and I was willing to do anything he asked, to be able to partake of this cuisine.
He had been thrusting my mouth over his cock for over ten minutes and I was in heaven or certainly thinking I could die and go there, if I believed in it. I decided I was willing to sacrifice everything in life and just remain in this position with his delectable big cock sliding in and out of my mouth forever but then suddenly Tait began to really pound my mouth over his cock and almost instantly I got my first sweet taste. Damn, I just love that taste.
A drip here, a flow there and as I actually began to really suck with a desire for more, he felt my mouth compress around his thickness and he moaned and then cock punched my mouth like a piston trying to keep pace with a jet engine. This was the hottest, mouth assaulting cock rape that I could have imagined receiving. Okay, so technically it wasn't a cock rape of my mouth, considering my mouth wanted to rape his cock but it was part of my fantasy for all those years, so that was how I imagined it as it was happening.
I wanted to say complimentary things to him, I wanted to stroke his ego, I wanted to spur him on for more and for longer but the choice was just too simple. The big cock of the hunk named Tait in my mouth or words. Too fucking easy - Fuck words!
I looked up at his handsome face. A slight red hue was dictated to by the brown tan and a fine glistening sheath of perspiration intensified the vibrancy of the colours. Somehow a blowjob was capable of deepening the dark colour of his eyes and they were glazed and wrapped in the sensuality of the moment. I lowered my gaze and I watched as every time he pulled my mouth onto his cock or pushed it off, not only did the balls of his large and broad shoulders roll but also, the muscles and tendons in his arms flexed and slid beneath his flesh and his powerful chest contracted and released as it rose and fell with the increased depth of his breathing.
Tait's eyes rolled upwards and as he inhaled deeply the beginning of a moan rose and his punching cock expanded and the knob flared as he recoiled in preparation to unleash. The moan continued to rise, his eyes returned and gazed into mine and before his cock was halfway along my tongue, his moan crescendoed as his man sauce coated my mouth in warm jets.
I did not rush feverishly to swallow hurriedly in fear of losing a drop. Instead I allowed his thick man sauce to fill my mouth, to pool over his beautiful cock and I let my tongue bathe in the nectar. I swallowed just enough as I lavished Tait's cock in oral adoration, stimulating it more with his own hot sauce as I massaged it with my tongue. Tait called out to some fictitious entity in his ecstasy while I continued to make the noises of taste sensation. His body was writhing above me as his spasms rippled his muscles along his body and forced him to punch his cock into my mouth sporadically. When his shudders ceased, his fingers loosened and my head slid back to the bed. A swollen semi popped from my lips and hung with an appearance of undeserved sadness.
He sat atop my chest for a few moments just swaying as he enjoyed his reverie of climax. I thought he would drop down to the bed and rest but before I had time for another thought, Tait was up on his knees, his assertive and dominant aggression had returned and my imagined thought of being thrown about like a rag doll was coming true. He grabbed me beneath the pits of my arms and without dismount, he lifted my body and slid me from between his legs. He threw me along the length of the bed as opposed to the breadth as I had been lying and before I had stopped bouncing upon the mattress, he grabbed an arm and literally flung me onto my stomach.
Shit, I thought. I was about to get the second thing I wanted and I felt my stomach knot in anticipation of Tait's thick, hard meat, filling my tight little hole. He ripped my legs apart like a man who had little regard for wasting time. I was ready for anything, at least, so I thought. The vicious sting was deplorable as he slapped my arse across both cheeks at once, as hard as he could. I gasped but stopped myself from crying out because I wanted him to believe I could take whatever he did to me.
'Impressive!' He said but that was all.
I bit my lip to disperse and halve the sting and now I truly was ready for whatever was to come. I spread my legs even wider, wanting to make the entry for Tait as clear and as easy as I could. I felt his hands now grab my cheeks and he squeezed them hard but firm as he spread them further apart.
'Nice and tight.' He said and then he pressed his finger against my hole. He massaged it and then I felt him moving about. I felt a thick liquid running down my crack and then unexpectedly, his sheathed cock was already at my door. He certainly didn't waste any time at all and he gripped my hips tightly and pushed hard and moments later his knob ripped my ring apart and filled the first inch of me.
'Ahh, nice.' He said but he wasn't speaking to me. He was just commenting on how tight my hole was as it crushed his knob.
'Aw yeah Tait, give me your beautiful big cock. Fill me up and drive me home.' I said hungrily.
'I like you bud. You know what you want and your not afraid to try to take it or to do what you have to, to get it. I'm going to give you exactly what you want. Yeah, Tait's hard cock is yours, for now.' He said specifying.
Tait unexpectedly lay down on top of me. He slid his hands up between my body and arms and locked his fingers around my shoulders. Only his knob was inside of me and I was desperate to have him fill me. I wanted that pressure, I wanted that gut filling feeling and I wanted the knowledge that Tait was lodged deep inside me. His head came down over my shoulder and his lips were right next to my ear.
'Are you sure you really meant what you said about wanting me to fill you up and drive you home?'
'Aw Tait, fuck yeah I did.'
'How bad do you want me inside you bud?' He asked.
'Bad Tait, really bad.' I replied.
'What would you do to have my cock ram you really deep and really hard?'
'Anything Tait, anything. Please fuck me you god damned fucking hunk.'
'Yeah, now that's what I like to hear.' He whispered.
'Give it to me Tait.' I said wishing it wasn't only going to be for today.
'You ever heard the phrase, 'Be careful what you wish for'?' He asked.
'Take what you want Tait.'
'Ahh bud.' He said and I could hear the sound of satisfaction in his tone.
'Do it, just do it and I'm not promoting shoes.' I said and he laughed loudly.
'You got it my buddy.' He replied.
'Fuck yeah!' I said.
'Turn your head and face me.' He ordered and I did.
He adjusted his body, median to median. I felt his fingers really tightened up and over my shoulders and then he lowered his head, turned his face to mine and as those deep blue eyes penetrated me, his tongue penetrated me as well and a moment later, his entire beautiful hard cock, with the help of the weight of his massive physique, penetrated me also. It lanced from beginning to end in one impaling strike. I gasped but Tait speared his tongue deeper into my mouth and I thought his grip on my shoulders would break them. He didn't wait more than a few seconds before he began to cock punch me as he kissed me vehemently. It didn't seem to matter that he was already fucking me because still the pain was already extreme. I felt like I was on fire and even if he had stopped, I still would have felt exactly the same. Time the only difference. Besides, it was Tait, my first and maybe my only muscle god and I really did adore him and his body. I began to imagine him wrestling as a young man in school and then I combined that thought with the man he is today and suddenly the pain was gone, my cock was as hard as ever, my wrestle/jock and muscle/god was mine for now and I was going to make the most of this for as long as it could last.
'Aw Tait, squeeze my tits big boy!' I called out and without the loss of a stroke of his hard cock or the slowing of the duelling of our tongues in my mouth, he released his hold on my shoulders and he began to tweak and squeeze my sensitive nipples and I began to moan and groan from his touch.
His cock strokes had remained rhythmic but subdued and knowing that fortune favours the brave, I knew I still had a way to go and a lot to look forward to. I loved the feeling of his whole body pressed against me. I know it is easier to fuck in certain positions and I know the stroking is better in those positions as well but damn it all, when the guy you want to eat or who wants to eat you, has his hard rod ripping you a new one, there is just nothing like a man who has the capability to fuck you hard, long and well while his sex heated body is sensually rubbing and caressing all over you. For me that is getting the whole meal and not just a portion and Tait was capable in any and all positions.
'Aw Tait, man, I fucking love your cock.' I whispered.
'Bud, I love my cock in you too.' He replied.
'Then fuck me to death, I don't care, just make me belong to you hard.'
Tait let go of me, he stopped fucking me and then he slid one hand and forearm beneath my stomach and chest. Balancing on one hand, he brought his legs up and as he rose onto his knees, he lifted me up with him, remaining deep within me the whole time. Kneeling behind me, he crushed his chest into my back, wrapped his arms around my chest and stomach and then he began to fuck me hard and deep from behind. He forced my body downwards, which angled his cock and soon enough his strokes included my prostate. I gasped and groaned as I twisted in his tree branch arms and he continued to pump but not just from the hips. He was stroking with his entire body so that every time his cock forged in, his barrel chest and beautiful tits would also stroke along my back. I was in fucking awe of Tait.
'Aw bud, clench that ring and make me happy and I will take you with me.' Tait said.
I swear I almost broke the muscle of my ring trying to give Tait what he wanted. I waited until he began to enter me again and as his cock speared forward for yet another deep and hard insertion; with everything I had, I crushed my ring and squeezed and I heard him gasp and groan so deeply and I cried out in breathless pleasure. Fuck did his cock feel good inside of me. The way his knob splayed my walls apart with every stroke, the heat his cock deposited within me, the feeling of the power and strength his body produced as it wrapped and rolled around me. Every cock stroke was full and complete and I knew he was giving me his all. His lower arm suddenly moved down and his huge manly hand took hold of my throbbing boner, crushing it with a vice-like grip.
'Your meat is mine!' He said with the deepest and most dominant voice I have ever heard. 'Tell me who this cock belongs to!' He ordered.
'This cock is yours Tait. My cock belongs to you Tait.' I yelled with unadulterated submission.
'Too fucking right it is bud and so is this tight fucking hole.'
'My arse is yours Tait, you can brand it if you want.' I offered.
His cock continued to fuck me long and deep and hard but he lowered his mouth and kissed my neck before opening his mouth and closing his teeth against the curve. I was gone. I don't know why but that final act was all it took to send me into some unreal oblivion of sexual ownership and total adoration. My body began to waver as if all control was lost and then I yelled with the last of my strength for him to fuck me and the tone of my voice was somehow a mixture of pleading and demand. I had never wanted or needed or desired anyone so badly in my lifetime. Instantly I felt the rhythm change.
The phrase tearing me a new one was about to come true and Tait whilst continuing the deep full strokes, now accelerated and added power. It was so fucking hard and so fucking fast and the noise of our bodies slapping and crashing against each other was like no sex I had experienced before. Fuck, did it feel good though. I was hoping it would never stop and willing it to never stop and all the while Tait rode and drove and pounded me exactly the way I wanted it. Deep, fast, hard and enduring.
Still Tait's huge hand crushed my cock and I wondered with the unbroken grip, how his hand wasn't suffering cramp but still he fisted my cock and he fucked my arse and he kissed my shoulder and all the while slapping and rubbing his sweat-covered, muscle-covered, magnificent masculine body all over me.
'Give yourself to me now!' He suddenly ordered.
With those five words it was beyond my control and every muscle in my body began to jerk like an electric shock was going through me. Tait seemed to have control of my mind and I had given it to him freely. Cords and more cords. Thick and thin, long and short they fired rapidly from my cock as Tait reaffirmed it was all for him. He was right because in my mind it was all for him. His grip did not ease and his fist punched my cock, treating it like it had never been treated before. I swear I felt like every internal organ of my body was going to fire out of my cock and leave me dead on the spot. I was exhausted but I was still shooting and Tait had turned my face and was now kissing me deeply and amidst all of this, Tait exploded within me. It was so fucking hard and hot and not only could I feel it shooting into me but I could feel it blanketing Tait's cock and causing him to yell and groan from the seemingly impossible sensitivity. I didn't know how he kept going. He just kept fucking me as he plugged away through his gasps and jolting body. I was screaming his name as he locked me between insatiable pleasure and unendurable sensitivity. His requirements were seemingly unyielding. We were writhing against each other and Tait was somehow still fucking me but finally we collapsed down onto the bed. His arms never let go of me, his cock remained inside of me and he kissed the back of my neck as I lay in his embrace, destroyed.
About five minutes later, Tait pulled a gradually receding cock out of my arse. He reached for the two pillows, put one on top of the other and propped them beneath his head. He turned me and I complied and he wrapped his arm around me, pulled me against the side of his body and pushed my face to lie against his chest. I wondered if all men with huge chests know that this allowance or permission is exactly what muscle minions want. To feel the large chest against your face, to feel the huge arms squeezing and embracing you and to have those awesome muscles envelop you. It is heaven on a stick.
Tait held me warmly in his arms and it was truly physically, emotionally and mentally encapsulating. I imagined a child in the womb must feel this overt security. I felt safe and protected in his arms and as if the world was as it should be. His breathing had become so peaceful and easy and I felt no negative vibes of how to get rid of me or when he would be alone again. Everything felt right.
I ran my fingers, softly caressing over his chest and I heard a whispered sigh of pleasure expel from Tait's mouth. I rose up, propping myself on my elbow above him and as I looked down at one of the dark and round nipples, I became entranced by its smoothness and magnetism and I leaned down and wrapped my lips around it. I wasn't sucking it, my lips were just pressed to his chest and I was running my tongue all over and playing with the soft tit that stood to address my needs.
I rose back up and my eyes strayed from his chest and moved down, studying every crest and valley that occurred over the smooth waves of his abs. I put my hand on him and I began to run it over him. I needed to feel his skin and his curves and his contours. As I touched his body, I noticed my breathing becoming heavier again. I allowed my eyes to drift again and I was instantly attracted to the movement of his cock thickening, as it began its journey from his groin upward. It seemed to roll like a log for a moment but then it stopped and lifted away from his flesh and bobbed up and down, waiting patiently. I began to slide my hand down and then I lifted it and rested it on Tait's cock. I pushed it down against his body and then I pushed my palm against it as I slid it down to cup his once again compressing ball sack. It completely filled my hand and I gently caressed it, giving it the odd almost unnoticeable stretch as I did.
Again I heard Tait sigh and then I gripped his cock tightly but stroked it slowly and as I did, I leaned forward and began to kiss Tait's body and then I started to lick his chest and his nipples. The sweat all over him was salty and delicious and Tait's taste and scent was unique the way it should be. I was so hard again and I wanted him again and I wondered how long this afternoon with him would last.
'You know you could find a man bigger and more muscular than me?'
'I'm not looking for Arnold Schwarzenegger or a giant body. I love your body Tait. It's huge but not too much so. You are so smooth and beautiful and defined. You drive me insane without trying and you let me touch you and look at you and I know that you like what you do to me.' I replied.
'Lick my right nipple!' He said firmly and I did it without thought.
'Now suck my left nipple hard!' He ordered and again I acted immediately.
'You don't just admire my body, you worship it and I like that you do.' He said.
I looked up at him and he held a soft smile on his face and the sight of it made my heart beat faster. I felt emptiness as I suddenly considered that I could never be enough for Tait and that I wanted him once more before the afternoon was over. I moved forward and kissed his neck tenderly and then lapped a tiny pool of perspiration from the hollow of his throat and then slowly began to kiss upward as I hoped he would allow me another deep kiss. He did and I took it with verve, in the same manner as I had taken and accepted everything he had given to me that afternoon.
'Can I ask you something Tait?'
'I believe you just did but what is the second thing?'
'I thought you were straight when you walked across the room and said you had a feeling I was a fag. I thought you were going to bash me or kill me. Are you bi?' I asked.
'No bud, I'm gay.' He replied.
'So why the word fag amidst the aggression?' I asked curiously.
'All part of the introductory service. I like it hard and aggressive and I find it enhances the mood. It gets the blood flowing and puts the passions and the emotions into overdrive.' He clarified.
I nodded as I looked at him and I understood because my fear had made me want his dominance even more. I was instantly distracted once again by his overall presence, his hot body and his handsome face. I thought I was going to fall into the darkness and depth of those blue eyes and I felt my cock begin to throb again.
'What's on your mind now or do I even need to ask?' Tait quipped.
'I can't stop thinking about you fucking me one more time.' I said.
'I think it's time for that shower I wanted so are you ready to bathe me? He asked, seemingly ignoring my enigmatic request.
'Fuck yeah!' I answered excitedly as I thought of spending more time with this hunk of a man. He was dominating, he was overconfident and he was egotistical and I knew that many guys would find that a turn off but it just turned me on. I also knew that I was being naïve and overtly idealistic but the compulsion to be with him and to give myself to him completely was inescapable. My desire was so pervasive that for the first time in my life, I found myself willing to give up my personal power to this one man.
Within minutes we were standing within the shower recess. He expected me to do everything and I was more than happy to oblige. I gently ushered for him to turn as I wet his body down, making sure I got to run my hands and fingers over every part of him. I was staring at every part of him my hands ran over and every moment or so, I would lean in and kiss some random part of his flesh. My cock stood hard and proud as it resonated with my sex drive and the lust I seemed incapable of controlling. I just wanted him again and again and again.
I picked up the soap and as I lathered his body, the white creamy froth and water, intensified the liquid dark colour of his skin. I felt like a kid who wants to lick the bowl but is told not yet. After a few minutes I let my uncertainty wane and I pressed my chest against his back and my cock against his arse crack and I slid my hands around his body and soaped his chest and abs. I could hear the sighs coming from me but I was so engrossed and overtaken by the sensuality of man on man touch and the thought of hot sex with Tait again and then I reached down and grabbed his cock and it was hard. Man was it hard.
With the suds incorporated, my fist slid the length of his shaft and I rubbed his knob so hard that I felt him buckle momentarily and moan. I moved us beneath the lukewarm water but as the foam washed away, I continued to man handle his cock. I stepped us back out from the water and then lowered my other hand with the soap and now both hands stroked and washed and massaged his cock and his balls as I kissed his neck and shoulders and back. I heard him moan again but he was too close and so I released him, turned him and pulled him chest to chest against me. Our cocks grappled as they slipped and tussled within the soapy water.
I reached down again and I soaped those perfect cheeks and then dropped the soap purposely to free both hands. I ran my fingers with the cascading water through the crevice and I tenderly touched his bud with no intrusive movements. I reached down as deep as I could between his legs, tantalising him with caressing fingers, all the way down and all the way back up again. I squeezed his cheeks and scraped his back softly with my nails and then I began to rub my cock hard against his. I know that he was teetering at the edge but still I wanted to push him further. In his silence, Tait was giving me his permission.
I slid him back under the water and I began to rinse his body from top to bottom. I made certain that I continued to rub my cock on his as I pushed the water between those smooth cheeks. I then turned him, took hold of his hands and lifted them and placed them on the tiles. I slid my hands caressingly down his arms and then pushed my tongue into his soft pit and licked it. I continued sliding my hands and then I kneeled down, parted his cheeks and I pushed my tongue over his pulsing wet bud.
'Ah!' He murmured.
It was brief but I knew he liked it and so I pulled those cheeks even further and I licked his hot, clean crack from as deep as I could go all the way up to his back. I kissed his flexing buns and then went back to the current object of my desire. I tickled and played and licked and as his provocative star flinched and clenched and then released, I coiled my tongue and wriggled it in.
'Arh, fuck!' Tait gasped.
I gave it a semi deep workout and to my great delight, Tait seemed to love it. I made certain I tongue massaged those fleshy pink walls for some time, satisfying both of us at the same time. Eventually I pulled my tongue and lips away from eating that perfect peach and without moving, I directed him to turn around and before he had stopped I had his cock in my mouth and was consuming it with a more than keen enthusiasm.
I have to admit I was a little surprised by the lack of assertive behaviour on Tait's part. He stood there the entire time and just let me ravish his body lustfully with my mouth and hands. I loved lasciviously molesting his naked body and Tait loved it just as much. I lowered myself even further down and I lapped at his sack like a cat with milk and I felt him squirming above me. I sucked his nuts and then devoured his sack and then I licked every inch of skin around and over his cock and balls.
I finally moved back up to his bulging knob and I was glad he wasn't beneath the water because there was a small feast running thickly from the eye of his knob and down his shaft. I savoured that cream and then I took as much of his cock as I could and I sucked him voraciously. Tait started pumping my mouth but I pushed his arse against the tile and I mouth pumped his cock like a train derailing and he began to again call out to Zeus or someone. I pulled away briefly.
'Feed me Tait. Fill my hungry mouth with your gorgeous cock and all it has to offer!'
Tait looked down at me. His eyes were glazed again, the deep blue was darker again and his face was flushed and he pushed my hands away from him and grabbed my head and began to fuck my mouth desperately. I reached around and gripped his buns and I squeezed them hard as he began to expel his throaty gasps and growls with each thrust. I ran my hands up his back, around his waist and then onto his magnificent chest and I rubbed him and caressed him as he fucked my mouth and then finally I saw the inevitable strain on his face, which comes before relief. I grabbed his balls with one hand and stretched them down and then with the telltale loss of rhythm, his body jolted and he painted my palate with his sauce once again. I couldn't believe the rasped cry as he released in climax and I gripped him hard and held him firm as he shuddered and panted inexorably. It was a beautiful man load and as his hands fell away I embraced his thighs and arse and I sucked his big cock until it was drained.
I rose up onto my feet again and I pulled him against me and he leaned hard against me, temporarily defeated. I took his embrace with satisfaction but also with an underlying emotion you sometimes feel with a one-night-stand. Yeah, on some level I loved this guy and no it wasn't love per se but it was something particular and something of a dream or wish come true. I knew he would hold a place of special memory, a steaming hot memory but a special one nonetheless.
Having a man like Tait standing there with me, his arms wrapped around me and his cheek on my shoulder, even if it was because of what had taken place, still it made me feel good and I hoped that when I walked out of his life, he would hold me in his memory as well.
He finally lifted his head and looked at me with a smile that lifted me high. I stepped him beneath the water and washed and rinsed him off and then I dried him and took him back to his bed. As he lay there, looking up at me while I dried myself, I couldn't help but imagine seeing him like that every day. Well we all have our desires, our fetishes or our obsessions; mine just happens to be real men with muscles. I smiled at him and then I began to get dressed.
'What the fuck do you think your doing?' Tait asked with that dominant voice again.
'Getting out of your hair.' I said.
'You leave when I tell you to and not until.' He said sternly.
'I just thought?'
'It isn't your job to think unless I expect it of you.'
I looked at him uncertain. I didn't know what he was getting at or what he wanted me to do so rather than look like an idiot; I dropped my underwear back to the floor and sat on the bed beside him.
'How old are you?' He asked.
I looked at him and I assumed incorrectly that he was inferring I was young and inexperienced. I had been having sex for around eight years now, so I knew what I was doing but with Tait, I felt like a virgin because everything was so different to what I was used to. I was an average guy who was used to average guys and though one does not necessarily equate with the other, I was used to average sex but being with Tait was like comparing a summer storm with a Tornado. There was just no comparison.
'I'm Twenty-three! How old are you?'
'I'm twenty-seven!' He replied and I smiled at him.
'What the fuck was that in the shower?' He asked seriously.
'I wanted to pleasure you one last time.' I said.
Tait raised an eyebrow.
'All right, I admit it, I was pleasuring myself at the same time but Tait, you represent a hidden obsession I have had for so long and I'm sorry if I was too forceful but you just don't know how much I wanted to really touch you and feel you and eat you.' I said sheepishly.
'Actually I wasn't questioning your answer, I was just surprised by it and I liked it. Anyway, I know exactly how much you want me, you have established that more than well enough over the last ninety minutes.' He said sarcastically.
'I thought you might enjoy it.' I said.
'I did enjoy it. The blowjob sent me into orbit and what you did before that was amazing. No guy has ever dared to put a finger in my crack, let alone a tongue up my arse. As I said earlier, I like the way you're prepared to take some risks but bud, if you ever try to stick anything else in side of me other than your tongue, I'll throw you through the front door without opening it. You got that?'
I looked at him and nodded but his words were sinking in and I was a little more than amazed.
'You look surprised. What's on your mind?' Tait asked.
'Probably that you want to see me again.' I replied.
'You are already mine, remember? You gave yourself to me with your own words and you even offered for me to brand your arse. When I told you to give yourself to me, I meant it. You are not going anywhere other than into my life.' Tait said sternly.
My mouth fell opened as I realised he had meant everything he had said when he was fucking me. I smiled. In fact I smiled so broadly that my face hurt.
'So, I gather you like the idea of belonging to me?' He said with a smirk.
'Tait, you're my god amongst men!'
'Well then, you'll be my mortal advocate of raunchy, hot sex!'
'Aw Tait, fuck yeah. I'll swallow your beautiful cock in any way you want it swallowed.' I replied excitedly.
'You'll eat my arse regularly as well.' He said grinning.
'Absolutely!' I replied.
'Good!' He said.
'Try great!' I responded and he smiled. 'Will you fuck me again, I want you so bad that it aches?' I asked.
'Will I fuck you again? What sort of a stupid question is that? Now that you're mine, I'm going to fuck you all the time!' He said looking at me like a paternal figure chastising a child.
'Tait?' I whispered.
'Yeah?'
'Can I eat your arse, please?' I said envisioning it again from the memory of those hot minutes within the shower.
'Damn it turns me on knowing how much you want me. Irrespective, I think I might be able to accommodate your request but don't get any other ideas.' He replied grinning.
'Can I suck your huge jewels?' I added.
He nodded yes with a satisfied smile and I knew I was stroking his ego with my desire to feast on his body.
'Can I suck your cock again?' I asked pushing for more.
'I'll feed you often but don't be greedy.' He said grinning as he lifted his hand and gave me a gentle slap to the side of the head.
I moaned desirously as I imagined my tongue caressing Tait's succulent bud and quenching my thirst for his nut nectar again.
'One last thing.' He said.
'Anything Tait?'
'What's your name?'
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