Me and my Man

He held me close, pressing his larger body into mine. His muscular arms were wrapped around me, the right one curled under my chin, holding my neck still, his left hand holding my chest so I couldn’t move away from him. We were both kneeling in the center of the bed.  I, of course in the front, my ass lightly dusted with hair, perked out to him. He was pressed up against me, bucking his thick, hard cock into my hole, insatiable with his lust. I could feel his warm, powerful body against my back. My hips were pressed against his thick inner thighs. There was no place in the world I would rather be, completely encompassed by my man, feeling him move inside me, knowing I was bringing him as much pleasure as he was giving back to me.  

As we were locked together, he started to buck harder, his sexual fervor had been high this entire visit. My upper back and shoulders were covered with his bite marks, recent memories of our foreplay as he held me down and ravaged me hours earlier. As he continued his intense in-and-out of me we both rose up, like two animals moving to the sky. He was pulling me back and up with the arm he had wrapped around my neck. The lust between us felt like it was taking over, just two men, in heat for each other, living out long-held fantasies and lust for each other at the same time. 

He paused his rhythm, then slammed his cock deep within me three times, biting me on the shoulder again as he did. I cried out from the sharp pain as he dug his teeth into me, and from the intensity of feeling his full, hard cock all the way in me. I was overwhelmed by this entire experience. Feeling him all over, having a sexual high with this amazing man, left me with no words to express how I felt in that moment. It was as if everything I had ever wanted in a sexual experience had come true, though at the same time it was better than I ever expected. My mind was blank, filled only with this time with him. 

He stopped pushing into me, and as we held together in that moment, he began rubbing his head and shoulders against me. He was sharing his sweat with me, giving me part of the reward that I so craved from him. I had already drunk from his cock as he earlier peed, now he was painting me with his sweat.  I knew that later, as long as I was a good sub, he would fill me with his hot, sweet cum too. In that moment I could feel his heart beating as he continued to hold us together. He loosened his grip just a little and I was able to plant small kisses on his forearm, tasting him as I expressed my feelings and gratitude towards him.  

We broke the position we had been pressed in and I felt his long cock slip out of me. I fell on all fours, taking just a minute to get my breath back before I gingerly moved around to face him. As I did, he planted his hand on top of my head, guiding me down to his still-hard cock. I wet my lips, eager to be connected with him again. As I opened my mouth and took him in, I could taste the sweet taste of the lube we use, along with my own ever present ass juices. Best of all I got a little dab of his leaking pre-cum, it always let me know I was doing a good job and being the servant he wanted.  

I served him for just a few minutes, bringing his to full hardness before I patted me on the butt. He started moving off the bed and motioned for me to squat near the edge.  

“Doggie-style” He commanded. 

I knew what was coming. He was ready. All the foreplay, the kissing, the biting, the sucking, the riming, the slapping, the holding each other, now was the time for his climax. His cumming, for me as well as for him, was the centerpiece, it was where we both wanted the journey to peak.  

I slid to the edge of the bed and perked my butt towards him. He pushed into me with one hard motion, owning me as well as giving us both pleasure. I gasped as the feeling of his big cock flooded me, then quickly relaxed to prepare for the onslaught to come. He started his motion, moving into the oh-so-familiar rhythm. He placed one hand on my waist, the other he used to push my shoulders to the bed, giving his full and open access to my hole.  

His tempo increased, became more fervent and a little haphazard as he approached the peak. His breathing became ragged and his moved his body differently, in a very focused manner. He gripped on both sides of my waist, pressing into me, guiding me so that I slammed into him at just the right time with each thrust. 

“Give it to me, please!” I begged him over and over through clenched teeth. I wanted his cock, I wanted him, I wanted his cum to flood my insides. I was lost in the idea of pleasing my man, of gaining my prize, of staying relaxed and focused on his needs. Time and time again he had proved to me that he was an amazing top, an excellent lover, and the best partner possible to express myself with.  

As usual, his bucking became even more intense, faster and faster as he got closer. All at once he stopped, pulled me all the way onto his cock, and let out his cum-noise. 

“AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH” He breathed out as he unloaded into me. 

“Yes, thank you, thank you!” I expelled at the same time. 

He made his small bucking movements as each wave of cum left his body and entered mine. I concentrated on holding still, wanting him to ride every moment of his orgasm, happy to be part of it, to have played a small part in getting him to this point. He stopped eventually, just trying to get his breath back from such an intense high.  

As he came down from his high, we moved forward, still connected together by his rod. I gradually moved down on my tummy and felt him against me doing the same. We stayed that way, relaxing with each other, enjoying touching the other person, basking in the process and pleasure we had just finished. My hole was wet and tender, and his cock gently slid out as his erection went away. He rolled off of me, allowing me to flip over and snuggle against him. 

Later I was jerking off next to him, reaching my head back and over so I could bury my nose in his armpit. He rolled over, surprising me with a new move. As I laid on the bed he squatted on his knees on my right side. What he did next drove me crazy and caused me to cum much faster than I usually do. With his right hand he reached between my legs, gently entering me with his fingers, massaging my ever-so-sensitive prostate as he did. With his other hand he reached for the bed on my left side before lowering his head and shoulders down to my level. His chest met mine at almost the same time his lips did. Kissing him, feeling him, having him feel me, it all made me cum almost instantly. Later he said he saw the move in a video and decided to try it on me.  

“Well done, Sir, very well done.” I said as I tried to get my breath back. I laid on the bed as little spurts of cum kept drippling from the end of my cock, causing little flashes of pleasure each time. The pool of cum overflowed and started dripping down my side as stayed where I was. He slid off the bed and did a little dance, celebrating what he did and what he just gave me, being just a little silly after hours and hours of hot sex. 

We cleaned up and parted after that. Our sex party was done for this visit. I did not have the time to write everything we did. Our cum oath of fidelity to each other, or how he spanked me like his bitch. There was a time where I rode him while he was sitting up, locked in a kiss with him the entire time. We’ve sunk farther and farther into Master/Sub dynamic, leaning into the roles that make each other happy. He has truly been an amazing partner to experiment with and I’m looking forward to many more times with him and taking many more of his loads