A Hot Fucking Mess

Ben stood on his balcony, five floors above the street below, and the lights of the city bright in the dark night. He was naked, bent at the waist, and gripping the railing until knuckles were white. He rocked with the rhythm of Chase’s fuck, a steady rhythm that had been going on for longer than he could believe. Chase had already pumped one load into him, and he felt the cum trickle down his thigh as Chase hammered his ass with their second fuck.

Chase had arrived thirty minutes late dressed in a loose white tank top and jeans, and as soon as he got inside the condo, removed every garment, tossing them carelessly on the floor. He had pushed Ben’s jeans and boxers down and bent him over the back of the sofa. He made Ben cry out as he rimmed his ass until it was a sloppy wet mess. Then he had fucked him. A fast brutal fuck where Chase just wanted to cum. And soon enough, did so.

Ben had tried to refuse Chase, said doing it on the balcony was risky, but he soon found himself staring across the city as the only thing he could think about was Chase fucking him. Of the cock that thrust into his depths, over and over, making his own flop between his thighs.

“Jesus, loosen up, you tight bastard,” said Chase.

Ben felt the hands tighten their grip on his waist, then he felt every smack against his ass. It was loud, too loud, the sound of their fuck, but all he could do was hold his head down and take it, take every fucking thrust.

A hand moved around his waist and took his cock. It roughly stroked him until hand and cock were slick and he was trying to move in a fuck that matched Chase’s pace. The other hand moved up his sweaty back, slickly, just gliding over his hot skin, upward until moving along his neck, then over his head. The hand became a fist holding him by the hair, roughly tugging his head back until he stood up, torso arced back, and his cock thrust through the tight fist of the other hand.

“You think anyone can see your naked ass?” Chase uttered in Ben’s ear, laughing with his amusement of Ben’s submission.

I hope not, Ben thought as he rocked with Chase’s fuck.

Ben came, shuddering with his release as wads of cum flew through the railing and disappeared into the night. And Chase hadn’t slowed one bit, just kept hammering his ass until he saw more stars than visible in the sky. Then Chase pushed his head over the railing, shoved into his depths, and shuddered with his own release.

 

 

The shower ran hot, steaming up the bathroom. Within its confines, Ben had his face pressed to the cool tile wall, once again rocking with Chase’s fuck. He couldn’t believe how fast the guy could get hard again. But then again, he felt his own cock grow heavy with his arousal as it flopped back and forth. Lips touched his neck, moved up until tugging on the right earlobe. Then they grazed it as they moved in a breathless whisper.

“You want it in the ass or in the mouth?”

Ben had already taken two loads in the ass, and this time he wanted to taste it. He wanted to feel Chase in his mouth, to feel the cock spurt a load into it until he had to swallow.

“In the mouth,” Ben uttered.

Suddenly Chase was moving, and Ben found himself squatting before him, backed up against the wall. He didn’t suck Chase, instead he just held his mouth open and let Chase fuck his mouth. With head pinned between Chase and the wall, he took every thrust, cock pushing into his throat. Then the cock was laying on his tongue, flexing with every ejaculation as it filled Ben’s mouth.

 

 

Ben woke to the feel of a mouth on his cock. He opened his eyes to Chase between his legs sucking his cock. He watched the head move up and down feeling the lips on his cock and the blonde hair ticklish to his stomach. He ran a hand over the head combing his fingers through the hair. Chase rose and looked up at him.

“Good morning,” said Chase with a mischievous smile.

“Good morning,” Ben replied, as he guided Chase back to his cock.

He lay back, closed his eyes, and just focused on nothing but the feel of lips on his cock. His arousal increased as the mouth moved faster dragging lips up and down his cock. He clutched at the bed and began to push upward at the hips.

“I’m going to cum,” Ben exclaimed.

Chase sank his mouth down on Ben, all the way, and Ben shoved upward, rocking the head up as he came.

Then Chase was straddling Ben’s chest rubbing a very hard, leaking cock across his face.

“Open that mouth,” said Chase.

Ben opened his mouth, letting the cock slide through his lips and over his tongue until at the back of his throat. He controlled his breathing as Chase fell into a rhythm, steadily fucking his mouth.

“Fuck, I can’t hold back,” exclaimed Chase.

Ben nearly choked as the first wad hit the back of his throat, then the cock moved through his lips pumping wad after wad until making him swallow.

 

 

Ben couldn’t believe the smaller guy could manhandle him with such ease. But manhandle him Chase did as he was moved to his stomach, then on knees, ass up and spread wide for fucking. Chase didn’t make him wait. There was no teasing this time, no manipulation of his hole, just the hard cock put to it then stretched wide as the cock sank into his depth. With hands holding his waist, Chase fucked him. Fucked him with a slow steady pace for what seemed an eternity, then with a brutal pace, one that pushed his arousal to the point his own cock drooled its slick as it swung between his thighs.

Chase manhandled him again, this time twisting his body, shoulders on the bed, hips turned with one leg held straight up. And once again, cock was fucking his ass. He took it, every fucking thrust as hips banged his ass. His own cock drooled on his stomach while Chase hammered his insides.

“Goddamn, I can’t get enough of your ass,” said Chase.

Ben looked at the lean body, how it moved with their fuck. The undulation of the torso, the abdomen pumped up tight, every muscle visible. The skin glistened wetly in the morning light as sweat beaded up on it. He watched Chase tongue his foot, down the ankle, then back up to his foot without slowing their fuck.

Ben gasped for breath as his knees were pushed down to the bed either side of his chest. Ass turned upward; Chase pummeled it. The steady sound of flesh banging against flesh echoed in the room, drowning out Ben’s moans and obscenities. Then Chase was jammed against his ass and shuddering with release.

Ben lay back breathing hard as Chase moved on his cock. It didn’t take long, for he was too aroused, and he was pumping a load into the suctioning mouth.

 

 

For the next two years, Chase interned at the company and lived with Ben during summer breaks. Ben found himself subservient to Chase, doing whatever asked of him. He gave himself to Chase and pleaded for more. He longed for Chase when at college and couldn’t get enough of him when visiting on breaks.

Ben felt like he should worry about their age difference, but Chase didn’t care and when they were together, he couldn’t bring himself to care either. He had never been with someone who was so sexual, so self-assured, knowing what they wanted. When Chase left to go back to college, Ben had such mixed emotions about his leaving. On the one hand he was sexually sated. Used up, for it would be a couple of days or so before he even felt aroused. But on the other, he found himself missing him before the scent of his shampoo and cologne dissipated from his condo.

 

 

Ben looked across the small open office, still amazed how far they had come over the last year. He had finally taken the big step. He had called a buddy from college and lured him from Portland to come start up a new consulting business with him. Charlie loved Portland, but not the weather, and after a few phone calls and trips back east, they soon were leasing space, creating a brand, and making contacts.

Ben saw Chase lean over Charlie going over some documents, and he smiled at how easy it had been. They got two clients right at the start, then within three months, more came to them. Chase graduated and was brought on board. Charlie knew the situation, teasing him mercilessly about being Chase’s boy, but he also told him Chase was a good fit for their new enterprise.

Yeah, a good fit, Ben thought as he pictured the night before, laying on the bed covered in his own cum with Chase’s leaking from his ass. Chase stood by the bed telling him to get up so they could shower together. He pictured the twenty-four-year man standing there holding out a hand.

“Let me lay here just a minute and catch my breath,” Ben had replied.

“No, get up,” Chase replied.

“Let me have one minute.”

“Ben, get up, you hot fucking mess before you get cum everywhere.”