All Night

All Weekend

He didn't hit me up for a while after that. In the meantime I started seeing a guy I met at the bar. We got along well. The sex was just okay.

That winter was intense and on Friday we got several feet of snow. Everything was canceled. That night I got a text from him: "Hey, what are you doing? Want to come over?"

I didn't know what he had in mind but I cleaned out and showered just the same. My heart was racing as I walked to his place. The snow was still falling in heavy clumps and everything was quiet and soft. He buzzed me in and I took the elevator up. His door was unlocked and when I went inside I saw him on his couch, naked and hard with porn on the TV. He smiled at me.

"Hope this is okay," he said.

"Fuck yeah it is," I said as I shucked off my shoes and coat.

"I've got a bowl packed, too," he said, and handed it to me. I put the lighter to it and took a deep hit then handed it back. I got naked as he hit it then got on my knees in front of him. "Fuck yeah," he said, blowing out smoke.

I took his cock in my mouth all the way till my nose was in his pubes, holding it deep in my throat as I sniffed. His smell just did something to me. He moaned like he always did when I deep-throated him - he once told me it was something his girlfriend couldn't get the hang of.

I sucked him for a while as he watched porn. Then he asked if I wanted to smoke another bowl so I knew he was planning on drawing things out. I sat next to him and we passed it back and forth while we laughed at some weird German porn he'd found.

"We got all night again if you want," he said. “She’s stuck at her parent’s place in suburbia.” I started stroking his cock as he hit the bowl. Then, when he’d ashed it out, he reached over and started stroking mine. That was new: he’d never really touched me before. I looked at him and he looked back and then he leaned in and started making out with me. We got into a rhythm of kissing and stroking each other and then he put his lips to my ear and whispered: “I want to fuck you.”

I stood up and straddled him, stroking his cock against my ass. “Dude I’ve thought about this nonstop for the past month,” he said.

“Why didn’t you text me?” I said.

“She moved in with me,” he said. I held his hard cock up and got some spit on it. It was still pretty dry but I put it against my hole and sat down and got it inside me. We sat there like that, him inside me, looking in each other’s eyes and making out some while the porn played in the background. I started to ride him but we needed lube.

So he grabbed a jar of coconut oil from the kitchen and led me into the bedroom. I could tell now that she lived here, there was new art on the walls and a nice-looking comforter on the bed had replaced his ratty plaid one. He laid back with a smile and a hard-on and I got between his legs. I was sucking his nuts and he lifted his legs so I licked lower. Then he raised his legs and I went for his ass with my tongue, which I’d never done before. He was moaning like crazy and his ass was so hot, sorta skinny but cute and his hole felt really good against my tongue.

He was so hard. I got on top and took him inside me again, this time with the coconut oil. I looked in his eyes while I took him all the way in and it was this thing of shaking our heads and thinking: fuck yes. That I wanted him in me as much as he wanted to be in me.

He fucked me for over two hours. We took breaks, got more stoned, drank a beer standing around naked and half-hard in his kitchen.

“I love fucking like this,” he said. “No shit this is some of the best sex I’ve ever had,” he said, and I watched as his cock got hard from just talking about it. Then I turned my ass to him and backed up onto his cock standing there next to his kitchen window.

When we got back in his bed I had him get on all fours and I ate him out like that. I stroked his cock while I rimmed him and tried slipping a finger inside of him, and all the sudden he was cumming. Except he explained afterward that he hadn’t really cum, it was a pre-orgasm.

“It happens sometimes when I’m really turned on. Fuck that was intense,” he said.

In the middle of the night after he’d fucked me for hours and we’d fell asleep, he tried sitting on my dick in the dark. He got me in him halfway before it hurt too much and had to take it out. He said he’d really never had anything up his ass before...but then he remembered he’d played with one of his ex-gilfriend’s dildos, once.

I didn’t care if I fucked him or not because I was perfectly happy to take his cock as much as he wanted to give it to me. Which he did all night. Like the last time we’d sleep for a bit, wake up and fuck some more. He came in me twice and I came four times with his cock in me.

In the morning I found him standing in the kitchen looking so sexy in his sweatpants and an old t-shirt. He was looking at his phone and he put it down when he saw me. “She’s not coming back until Sunday night now,” he said, smiling at me.

So I stayed there. We never left the apartment. We fucked all day and ordered Chinese food when we got hungry. He tried sitting on my cock again and this time got it inside all the way. He came after a minute of this but it was so hot that I came inside him a moment later.

“I love that it’s inside me,” he said, laying back next to me. “Makes me feel slutty or something, it’s hot.” I fucked him again later that night and we came at the exact same time, me in him and him all over himself.

Then it was Sunday. We fucked into the afternoon. It was a gray day and I knew his girlfriend would be home later. At some point I had to force myself to get dressed and leave, and I could tell he didn’t want me to go which was confusing. It was like we’d bonded with each other or something, and I almost wanted to cry as I walked home in the snow. But the guy I was dating was texting me and I’m sure Jacob was texting his girlfriend so I guess this was how it had to be, for now.

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