All Grown Up

Chapter 4

Burning Desire

I woke up groggily, my body shifting. I could feel hands on me and the pressure behind me, trying to press into my ass. I was lying on my side, it was still dark, and the mounting shape moved over me. I could feel lips on my shoulder, the wet warmth sending shivers through me as I felt my body being guided over to my stomach. My hole opened up before I even knew what was happening, and I moaned awake, feeling the entire girth of his cock spread me open once again.

“Shhh.” His voice purred into my ear, making me tremble from the heat of his breath against my neck. “I need to be inside you again.”

I turned my head slightly to be met with his stubbled chin, my lips parting as his found mine. I breathed in deeply through my nose as his tongue invaded my mouth, hearing his own inhalation as he sunk into me. I could see the outline of his head, the movement of his arm over me, and the feeling of his heavy build on top of me as he positioned himself over me. I turned again, and arched my back, lifting my ass up for him, taking him in even deeper into my tunnel and hearing the moan of pleasure behind me.

“Holy fuck Brian.” He whispered, a strong hand on the back of my head now as the giant fist planted down on the bed beside my cheek. A heavy leg went over my ass, another leg twice the size of mine moved beside me, his knee up against my side as the slow rhythm began. Small, steady humps into me, making the bed shake ever so slightly. I grabbed a fistful of sheets under me and I groaned into them, knowing this was a living dream.

I turned back to see the muscled figure in the darkness fucking me. There he was, my boyhood crush, this muscular firefighter, splitting me open again and filling me up with his member. Neil’s face was now hovering by my ear, whispering into me.

“Good morning.” He nuzzled into my neck. “You feel so good.”

“So do you.” I moaned back. I grabbed his thick wrist beside me and squeezed as I felt his balls tap my ass. “Oh my god, fuck me.” I moaned louder, pushing myself back into him.

“Yeah? Want me to give you another load kid?” he kissed my ear then, sending my body into spasms of pleasure as he breathed into me. An arm snaked under my neck and grabbed my shoulder, lifting me up a bit from the bed sheet. His tongue licked into my ear and his breathing increased, along with his hips. “Yeah kid. Gonna fill you up again.” His big legs surrounded me, pinning me between him as his strong arm pulled me into him.

His breathing intensified and I let him use me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the ride, my own cock hard and throbbing against the bedsheets, pinned down by this massive firefighter as he drilled my ass hard. His cock was thick, his movements steady, and his body pounding me into his bed.

I gripped the sheets tighter, feeling my own body giving in. “Oh fuck Neil.” I groaned out. I was gone, letting myself feel free with this big man over top of me using me once again for both our pleasures. I needed this connection.

“Yeah? You like my cock kid?” he growled in my ear.

I whimpered in his arm. “God yes!” I could feel his speed increase, the loud slap of his body against mine now filling the room.

“Yeah? Tell me you love it.”

I felt him lower himself more as his hips did the action. I spread out under him, feeling his arms cover me, his hands pulling my wrists forward to lay me flatter on the bed. His entire body was over mine and it felt so fucking good.

“Yes!” I yelled under him. “I love it! I fucking love it!”

“Yeah?” His voice was louder as I knew he was nearing the end, given the way he was drilling my ass. “You love it?!”

With every thrust, I moaned. “I fucking love it Neil!” I groaned under him, gripping the sides of the bedsheets and turning my head to see the determined look on his handsome face. And when I saw him, my mind went wild and my inhibitions left me. “I fuckin’ love you Neil!” I shouted out, seeing his eyes watching me.

His mouth opened and he breathed out heavily and grabbed my shoulders hard with an upturned smile. Then he slammed into me with a sudden force and I could feel him erupting inside me. He let out a loud growl as he buried his cock into me, spilling his seed into me once again and he roared out. “Oh yes I fuckin love you too kid!” He slammed into me again, pushing me up on the bed, and then gave me one more shove as he made sure I took every last drop of him.

I reached down and grabbed my cock not wanting this sensation to end. “Don’t move!” I ordered and pulled on my dick hard. Neil’s hands moved around to my waist and held us still, making sure his spasming cock didn’t leave my ass as his head came to my upper back and he panted behind me, waiting for me to stroke my cock.

“Yeah shoot it for me kid. Show me how much you love it. Show me.” He breathed into my ear, the sound of his increased heartrate apparent as I pushed my ass back against him and sprayed my cum into the sheets underneath me. As I exploded, my ass clenched and Neil moaned at the sensation of my tunnel squeezing his cock. I inadvertently pushed it out, hearing his breath catching as he exited my ass, his head on my back as I rode out my last spurts and then he collapsed on top of me, pushing me into the mattress once again and spreading his body out over top of mine.

I could feel his kisses on my back as he began to stir. His mouth moved over my shoulders silently, kissing me gently, until his cheek returned to the side of mine. “Did you mean it?” He whispered into my ear, nuzzling into my neck and kissing me. “Did you mean what you said? That you loved me?”

I rolled over a bit and found his face in the darkness. Our eyes studied each other for a moment before I pulled his face into mine and I kissed him. When we broke away, his light brown eyes seemed alive in the darkness. “It was a heat of the moment but…I think so.” I said quietly. “I know it’s only been a day, but truly…I think I’ve always loved you Mr. Campbell.”

He grinned then and kissed me again, his tongue moving into my mouth slowly. He rolled over to the side, off my smaller body and pulled me into him, wrapping a leg around me to bring me into his warmth. “I know the feeling.”

I heard him exhale as I snuggled into him, his arms wrapped around me like a heavy but solid blanket. I closed my eyes and felt our bodies relax. And I drifted off to sleep in Mr. Campbell’s arms, still smiling as his cum leaked from my ass.

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His movement woke me up and I noticed how light it was now in the room. I caught him staring down at me, wide awake.

“Sorry…but I couldn’t wait any longer. I really have to take a piss.” He gently moved under me, trying to peel my body from his as he rolled naked out of the bed and stumbled slightly towards the ensuite, stretching that magnificent body as he went. I watched him go, the curve of his ass, the muscles in his legs until he disappeared into the washroom, then listened to the sound of his forceful stream as he took a leak. The sound of the flush and the quick rinse of his hands soon brought his amazing body back into view and he crawled back into bed with me, resuming his position as my big blanket, wrapping his strong arms around me once again.

I snuggled back into him now awake and played with the small strands of hair on his right pec as I lay there. His fingers were pawing at the back of my head, feeling the short hairs on my head as we lay silently.

“Sorry about last night and waking you up and all.” He mumbled. I lifted my eyes to his as he looked down at me.

“You don’t ever have to say sorry for waking me up to fuck mister.” I slapped his pec with my hand and pushed myself up, feeling the soreness of my ass from that early morning rutting. My ass still felt wet and I suddenly realized I had to pee.

“I’ve never, ever done that before…had sex in the middle of the night. I mean, I had the thoughts but never acted on them….” He looked away for a moment then smiled back at me. “But you looked so fucking sexy lying next to me, and it was like this ass was begging for it.” He grabbed my ass and I knew I had to pee.

I gave him a quick kiss and retreated into the bathroom. I saw the new toothbrush on the sink and stopped for a moment, suddenly aware that this man was a dad and really knew how to prepare for anything. I took a long piss and washed up, opening the toothbrush and getting to work. I flattened down my hair a bit with a splash of water to get rid of the bedhead and the “I’ve just been fucked look” and realized I had that not quite awake yet look. When I went back into the bedroom, Neil was gone. But laid out was a pair of boxers and a t-shirt for me to slip into. The boxers were a thin Hanes pair, blue and white checked and a tad big for my waist, and the tee was an old blue one with the word FIREFIGHTER printed on the back. The shirt was huge on me, hanging down a bit and even too wide for my shoulders. I felt small in it, but immediately brought it to my nose to breathe in the smell of something that belonged to Mr. Campbell.

I heard the rustling of pans downstairs and padded down barefoot in his oversized clothes, seeing him in a tee as well that was more form fitting, making him look every bit the hot dad I just got fucked by in the middle of the night that he was. He was wearing a pair of boxers too, except his were snug around his thick thighs and I could see his big cock bulging in it.

“Figured you were hungry. For some food anyway.” He said with a slight grin as he pulled out a few eggs and cracked them into a bowl. I sat at the island and watched him for a minute, fussing about before he looked up at me and pointed to the coffee maker. “Coffee?”

I nodded. “Yes please.” I leaned on my elbows for a moment, watching him whip up eggs and pour it into a pan on the stove, grab two coffee cups for us and then peeled some bacon and lay it out on a pan with tinfoil and shove it in the oven. He brought the carafe of coffee to the island and poured.

“You take anything in it?” He asked but I shook my head.

“Same here.” He said with a smile and leaned on the counter in front of me.

This all seemed too familiar, and too much suddenly as I watched this muscled older man making me breakfast, pouring me coffee, and sneaking glances at me while trying to be as normal as possible. I watched him, the shape of his big muscular legs, the size of his biceps in his tee, the thickness of his neck and the handsome features of his face. He was in his 50s, older than my stepfather, and newly widowed. But then again, so was I to a certain degree. And I wondered what he was thinking as he went about serving me up breakfast.

I didn’t say much for a while, just listened to him talk casually about things, about the neighbourhood and how he was thinking about selling soon, now that the girls were gone, and the memories that were still here about his wife. That stopped him talking for a bit as he shuffled in beside me on the island and we ate quietly. I filled the silence in with some honest advice, and how it felt good to get out of the house after Joe died, in spite of the way it was handled.

“That’s honestly terrible, that his sister did that to you.” He pushed his empty plate forward and held his coffee cup to turn to me. “I know there’s no legal right, but come on…you were together how long?”

I bit my lip, not ready to talk about this. “Over three years.”

Neil dropped his fist on the counter. “Common law kicks in earlier than that for Christ’s sake. What’s the difference.”

I knew what the difference was. We were two men.

I turned to face him and felt small once again sitting beside him. He was big, and solid. I put my hand on top of his fist and he opened up his palm for me, spreading his fingers and taking my hand in his. “It’s okay. It’s done. I’m moving on.”

His eyes looked at me and I could tell he was thinking if he should speak more and just be quiet. Instead he smiled, and squeezed my hand tighter. “That’s a horrible thing to go through, so I’m glad to hear that you’re moving on.”

I looked at the wrinkles beside his eyes, and the weathered look of a man his age. Despite his hunky looks, he was a dad in his 50s. And this realization was hitting me too hard this morning. I got up to break my thoughts and took my plate and empty coffee cup to the sink, hearing the chair shift and Neil’s footsteps following me along.

And as I stood at the sink, putting my plate in, Neil stepped up behind me, close, pressing his body into mine as he reached around me to put his plate in the sink on top of mine. I was pinned against the counter, his solid legs around me, the bulge in his boxers pushing into the fabric of the thin oversized ones I was wearing. His left hand went to my shoulder and remained there, as his right arm went around my chest and he pulled me backwards into him.

His face went to my neck and he kissed me gently. “You know, you look very sexy in my clothes.” His mouth moved up my neck to my chin as I attempted to raise my shoulder, fighting off the tickling sensation he was providing. But instead, he kept moving up, leaning around me and pulling my head towards his lips to kiss me.

I could feel his cock growing behind me, becoming hard against my ass as we kissed. Neil’s breathing intensified through his nose and my own heartrate increased. This was a man, a firefighter, a sexy widowed dad unable to control himself around me. I closed my eyes, loving the emotions surging through me and feeling my body responding to his kisses and roaming hands.

So when his hand moved around to my lower back and I felt the waistband of the boxers I was wearing sliding down, I didn’t stop him. Nor did I stop him as he took his own cock out and slid it between my cheeks to simulate fucking me. I let my head bob down, and grabbed the sides of the sink as his lips gingerly kissed my now trembling body.

I remained motionless as he began to grind himself into me. His hands moved up under the oversized shirt and his mouth found my ear.

“Can I fuck you again?” He whispered, sending me into spasms as his hands cupped my pecs. I exhaled and pushed my ass against his cock, lifting myself up to feel the head slip lower. I was guiding him to my opening.

Without a word he spit into his hand and rubbed my ass with his big fingers, replacing it with a wet headed dick and lowered himself to line up. I could hear him breathing behind me as he found my hole, and we both paused for a moment, until he moved forward and I opened up easily for him. I gripped the sides of the sink and breathed out as he sunk into me, that initial pressure giving way to the familiar feeling of his shaft stretching me wide again. I could feel his body against me, pressing into me as his hands found mine and covered them, linking his fingers into mine.

“Oh my god.” I whispered out loud, opening my eyes to stare out the kitchen window. He felt good behind me, my body curved into his, feeling his frame around me like a warm blanket. I suddenly wondered if he’d ever fucked his wife in this spot but quickly pushed that out of my mind as I squeezed his fingers in mine.

“I’ve never felt this alive before.” He mumbled into my ear as he began to slowly pump up into me. He took my hands in his and wrapped them around my own body, pulling me into his chest behind me. He felt amazing like this, this big powerful man holding me so tightly as he fucked me so gently. “I feel ten years younger.”

I could feel the heat from him, the material of his clothes rubbing against me. His breath was hot on my neck, his panting increasing along with my own. I think it was me that turned around, that broke the trance-like state we were in. I faced him, seeing his slick dick aching to be put back in me. He got the hint and bent his knees, putting his hands under my legs and lifted me up in the air as our mouths connected. I found the island across the sink with my feet and planted them on it as he held me up with one hand, amazingly strong, and guided his cock back inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck not letting up with our tongues battling and felt my body lowered back down on his pole. With my feet somewhat on the island for support, Neil proceeded to fuck me, standing up in his kitchen, making out with me, working me up and down on his cock as if he was lifting weights.

To say this angle felt good was an understatement. I was poked so deep by him I was practically gyrating my entire body against his and moaning louder than I was in bed only hours before. I pulled at his shirt at one point, ripping it off while lifting my head through the neck opening of the one I was wearing. He groaned, admiring the look of me with his shirt still on, the boxers he had me wearing now dangling from my left ankle. His boxers were at his feet, so as he adjusted, he kicked a big foot free so that he had his cinched around his left foot as he continued to ram his cock in and out of me. He worked up a sweat, watching me and kissing me intermittently, until I saw the look come over him. His mouth dropped open again and he frowned at me.

“Fuck baby I’m going to cum.”

I heard it, the word baby, and what that does to me. I leaned back, pressing my ass more on him and letting out a loud moan. “Oh my god YES cum in me again my man!”

Several grunts and groans emanated from us both as we roared like animals and Neil nutted out another load, shoving it straight up my ass as I hung on to his big body with one hand and jerked another round out of my cock as he continued to fuck me. We both paused, Neil holding me in his arms, my legs wrapped around his massive frame, as we shuttered out our last drop.

Instead of putting me down, Neil simply pulled me into him and kissed me, harder than before, his arms tight around me, bear hugging me, before he spun me around and set my ass down on the island. Then he pulled away from my lips but kept himself still embedded in my ass.

We stared at each other for a moment, panting heavily. I didn’t know what to say, as he stared at me. But something was telling me he was thinking exactly the same thing.

But I don’t think either one of us wanted to admit it just yet.