All Night

His girlfriend was out of town and he texted me: Wanna go get drunk?  

We went to a sports bar in a ritzy neighborhood. There wasn’t much of a crowd at first but by eleven it started to get packed. He checked out the girls, I checked out the guys. Beers turned to shots. We talked about our dream of breaking up a straight couple.

“Fuck, man,” he said around midnight. “I want to at least get some head tonight.”

“You know I’ll give it to you,” I said. It was the first time I’d addressed it, even though I’m sure it was on both of our minds. He smirked at me.

“If I don’t have any luck picking up a girl, we can go back to my place and see what happens,” he said, and I didn't roll my eyes or anything. We talked to some girls, but they were with some guys. And then they drifted away and it was just the two of us again.

“Wanna go back to my place and get high?” he said. Of course I did. We left the bar. Snow was starting to swirl down, and by the time we got to his apartment it was coming down heavy. He packed a bowl and we smoked it at his kitchen table. I was getting frustrated about always having to be the one to kick things into gear, but then the weed hit me and I got direct.

“Want a blowjob?” I said.

“Fuck yeah,” he said. Then he did his regular routine: spread a towel on the couch, dimmed the lights, put on some porn, packed another bowl. I got on my knees in front of him and stuck my face in his crotch, just to smell him. As he lit the bowl the porn got going, and I stripped off his jeans and underwear. I licked at his hairy balls and tickled the space underneath them with my tongue until his cock was raging hard. I teased it in the way we both dig, flicking my tongue on the underside and kissing the head, sucking off and savoring his precum. Until finally I sank his entire cock down my throat. He groaned. My nose was buried in his pubes. His smell was concentrated here, and I couldn’t get enough of it. I let my throat adjust around his fat dick, feeling my own cock pulse in my jeans.

I sucked on his cock for a good fifteen minutes as he smoked more pot and flicked through a couple different porn scenes. When he stripped off his shirt I went ahead and got naked, too, jerking myself off while I slobbed his knob. I started to think that I wanted him inside me, which we’d never done before. I reached back to finger my hole while I sucked him, and he noticed that. He didn’t say anything about it, but I could tell it was turning him on.

I got my fingers soaked in spit and slid a second finger into my hole. Then I got his cock nice and slobbery, too. And when I stood up and straddled him, he didn’t say anything. But he looked into my eyes intently. Was it going too far? Maybe he’d regret it tomorrow, but for now his cock was as hard as it had ever been, and I sat on it slowly, letting my hole adjust. Then sat down until he was completely inside me.

“Oh my god,” he said, still looking at me through stoned, half-closed eyes. He closed his eyes completely as I rode his cock – up and down, in and out. It felt as good inside my ass as a cock ever had. His breath came faster and faster. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he said, then with a helpless whimper I felt him start to cum. His cock swelled in my asshole and blasted me with jizz. He was a huge cummer and it was dripping out of me.

I went to stand up but he grabbed my hand and yanked me onto the couch next to him. With his eyes still closed he kissed me deeply, with tongue. This was new, too. I was as turned on as I’d ever been as we made out for what felt like a half hour, with the porn still going in the background. It didn’t take long for his cock to get hard again, and when it did he brought my hand to it.

“Spend the night here,” he said.

“Okay,” I said. He took me into his bedroom and shut off the lights. Outside, the snow was blanketing the road. We got into his bed, naked, and pressed our bodies together as we made out. I rode his cock some more as he laid there in the darkness, getting up on my feet and squatting down on him, his fat cock disappearing into me again and again. I came like that, all over his chest and stomach as I impaled myself on him, and he just rubbed my cum into his skin and kissed me some more.

We fell asleep and when I woke up later he was hard again and poking me with his cock from behind. He fucked me on my back. He fucked me from behind as I stared at a framed photograph on his nightstand: him, with his arm around his girlfriend. He slapped my ass and kissed me while he railed me and called me “baby.” He came in me a second time, and then a third time as the sun started to rise in the cold, white sky.

To be continued...

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