A Long, Hard Night
by The Donling
1 Mar 2023 2913 readers Score 8.9 (58 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt
I've got my head, but my head is unraveling
Can't keep control; can't keep track of where it's traveling
I've got my heart, but my heart is no good
And you're the only one that's understood
I come along, but I don't know where you're taking me
I shouldn't go, but you're wrenching, dragging, shaking me
Turn off the sun; pull the stars from the sky
The more I give to you, the more I die
– "The Perfect Drug" by Nine Inch Nails
My eyes opened in comforting darkness. I lay on my side snuggled into a ball, wrapped inside a blanket cave and caged within muscle and bone. I felt safe, I felt loved. I had never known such contentment as when I lay in his arms.
His chin rested on the back of my neck. Warm, even breaths indicated that he was still asleep. Well, most of him slept. He had pulled me into a little spoon during the night and now his hardness pressed demandingly into my backside. I shivered with excitement and pushed back against him.
My blanket cave smelled of fresh, hot sex. A scoot of my leg revealed that I had soaked the bed under me with my natural lubricant. I leaked copiously when aroused and apparently I had been for some time while I slept. My lips twitched into a smile as I rubbed back against his manly mound. He responded in a most predictable and satisfying manner.
He had wormed his way into the back of my blanket cave during the night. He draped an arm across my waist with his hand against my chest. He caressed my nipple enticingly and when I stirred he pulled me back against him in a luxurious stretch, his sleepy growl rumbling deep in my bones, spurring more shivers through my body. He ground his hips against my crack and heaven help me, his mound swelled.
He licked the shell of my ear and whispered hotly, "Mine."
A breathy little whimper escaped my lips as I ground my ass back against him. He humped me rhythmically while rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I squirmed in response, wallowing wantonly against his body. My breathing deepened, my temperature spiked, and I nearly pissed with lube. I glommed on to his hip and pulled him against me, a plaintive, needy whimper on my breath.
My legs opened invitingly. He kicked off his shorts and his glans slapped against my taint. I jumped with a gasp, then hiked my ass to wedge him against my hole. He drew a snail trail of viscous, warm fluid from my perineum to my pucker. I trembled with eagerness, soon followed with frustration as he parked on my rosebud and waited.
"We never need lube with you around," he chuffed against my ear as he seized my cock in his meaty paw. I jolted with a rough grunt, all frustration forgotten as he pumped my organ slowly, milking me with agonizing tenderness, loading his palm several times with my oily secretions. Each time he did so my lover took his cock in hand. I could not see it but the wet, slick sound of his lathering his meat with my juice kicked my heart into high gear! It took five trips to coat the entirety of his organ and five more to drill my entrance with three oily fingers. I measured him with my eyes everytime we made love and still I could scarcely wrap my brain around how I could take such a beastly cock inside me. He slapped my pucker with the head of his cock, leaving wet smears against my cheeks, signaling me to climb onto my knees, prostrate, pillow hugged and ready.
The bed shifted under his weight and my blanket cave fell away, leaving my skin to break into goosebumps at the sudden chill in the room. My nipples contracted to pebbly points and my cock drooled down the channel formed by my pinched thighs. I took in a shuddering breath and waited for my man to fill me.
We fit together as if made for one another. The size difference between us was cause for frequent jokes. My lover often called me his "pocket bottom" just to piss me off but here and now my ass rested at the ideal angle for penetration. My hole spasmed the instant his crown touched and a hungry moan rumbled on my lips. He felt steamy hot at my entrance and his tip throbbed with every beat of his heart. He held there teasing me until I growled again, this time angrily. His chuff of amusement stole my ire.
"Miss me, babe?" He laughed. I chambered a smart retort and readied to fire when he clapped my ass hard enough to echo off the walls and plunged to his balls inside me in one long, masterful stroke. I seized with surprise, twisted the bedding into knots, and sucked in air through my teeth. My cry of guttural bliss sounded like another person, more like a rutting animal. I needed this, I needed him!
"Fuck, but I've missed you!" He ground hard against my hole and then gyrated his hips, opening me up, drilling ever deeper inside me. My body molded around him, sucked him in, all the while my ass gripped him like a vise. He drew back slowly until only his crown pulsed with his heartbeat inside me, then he stabbed ruthlessly, repeating much to my delight. He dragged his cock across my hypersensitive prostate until I wept with the intensity then his stab shocked me into a cry of uncontrollable ecstasy. He played my body with the skill of a virtuoso and soon I lost track of everything but my lovers cock.
I'M--!" I choked on my first spoken words when I suddenly reached the point of no return. I began to ejaculate, which swept me into twitching throes of bliss but half a second later the real party started as my prostate tripped me over the edge.
It felt I was coming twice with my body dutifully pumping gobs of thick, white cream while my prostate engaged the rest of my muscles. I sucked in a long, ragged gasp as all of my muscles seized at once. Indescribable rapture surged in my prostate until it seemed to cramp with the intensity. I teetered on this brink for an inestimable eternity, my teeth gnashed together, my eyes pinched in excruciating pleasure, then the dam of restraint burst. I doubled over as spasm after spasm of ecstasy shot through my body from deep in my core to the tips of my fingers. The release utterly consumed me. I hung suspended in this bliss until I felt warmth flooding over the deep itch in my core. My awareness of my environment returned just as lover lunged and buried his cock to the hilt.
"Oh, fuck!" He turned the curse into a long, throaty cry. His cock swelled to ever greater proportions, so much so that I felt every vein and crease in his fleshy sword. He seemed fit to burst when his meat twitched and spat his burden of seed in pressurized jets. He pitched forward and grunted harshly with every shot. I lost count after eight salvos. He coated that itchy spot inside my core with his creamy essence and I calmed to a dreamy purr. I relaxed into a prostrate position with my lover covering my back. He wrapped me in his powerful arms, his fingers sought my cock but he found that I had already soaked the bed. His chuckle tumbled like merry stones through my bones. "You did miss me. I love you too."
I smiled in utmost contentment and wiggled my ass against him. His sex roused like a great serpent to the challenge. I knew from experience to expect at least three more rounds with my beloved before he grew tired. I did not expect to hear a rich, sexy voice clear his throat. "You couldn't wait for me?"
I cracked an eye open as the bedside lamp clicked on. My breath caught at the sight of a young Adonis. I drank in the sight of him without shame.
He stood tall, proportioned to the Golden Ratio with natural musculature honed with intense exercise. His hair shone like the palest gold in the light, trimmed with a low fade on the sides, full and thick on top. His tan was natural, without blemish, smooth and darkened by exposure to the sun. He wore a deep blue business suit with the tie removed, his shirt undone to the second button. He leaned against the doorframe with arms crossed, one ankle hooked over the other in a carefree manner. He drank in the scene on the bed with eyes the color of the Caribbean sea, his luscious lips quirked into a sly smile. Aside from being a few years younger, he was the reflection of the young god covering my body possessively. My lover pushed onto his knees on the bed and made a show of drawing his long, thick cock until it throbbed, steaming hot at the entrance to my hole. I learned later that a string of come hung between us, seeming stubbornly intent to get back inside me. My lover laced his fingers behind his neck and stretched mightily, displaying his glorious physique.
"You're just in time Baby Brother," he smirked. "I've got him all hot and ready for you."
From the author: I write in a fantasy world where sexually transmitted diseases do not exist but in the real world PrEP before you play and glove it before you love it. Carry on gentlemen!
* Thank you for reading my first post on GayDemon (my first erotica anywhere). I crave feedback and suggestions so don't hold back in the comments or via email. I want to thank DJFM directly for helping me take the plunge. There are so many great writers on this site. All of you inspire me, thank you.