Can't Fight the Feeling

Once I found that cruising spot, I couldn’t stay away. It was like an addiction. I’d find myself driving to it to see what was out there any chance I could get. I needed to see if there were any more guys like me, craving something in secret. Another fit hot guy, married, needing some release.  

My cock would go thick just thinking about it. I would start shaking uncontrollably as I pulled into a spot and started looking around. Just one look from a guy in another car and my heart thumped like mad. The hotter the guy looked, the more my body reacted. Yet I was too nervous to get out of the car. I was stuck looking, longing for that hot muscled stranger who fucked me in the woods a little while ago and had renewed my lust for men. 

I would hover for about an hour at the most, too scared and too nervous to get out again. I was 30, married to a great woman, a young dad to an almost 2 year old with another on the way, and was just rediscovering my true needs. I needed cock. But even more, I needed to be with a man.  

Sucking Ian’s cock in his garage only fueled my desires. I wanted more. I needed more. For the next few days after, I would find myself driving by his house, looking to see if his garage was up. But each time, it wasn’t. After a couple more days I found myself cruising around that spot even more. 

And then I went back to the phone line I had discovered when I met Brian.  

Brian. Fuck how I missed him. I wondered what my life would have been like once again, if I had only gone with him… 

It was late one night, when I found myself on the phone at 1am, everyone sleeping, my cock rock hard, when I started talking to one guy who lived not too far away. He said his name was Ken and he had a partner, another male, and they were looking for a third guy to explore some fantasies. He sounded a lot like me, about my size and build. When we started talking live, he told me about his partner.

His partner was tall, 6’4” and in great shape apparently, a former athlete with a big dick who was a top. Ken told me he was all bottom, and he and his partner wanted another hot guy to fool around with. They had some limits, but were interested in hooking up. They wanted me to come over now.  

My heart was pounding, and my cock started to take over. After talking for about a half hour, he convinced me and I snuck out of my house quietly, hoping I wouldn’t wake anyone up as I left around 1:30am. I drove past Ian’s house, but the garage was closed. I convinced myself that I scared him off, that he didn’t want something more. 

My mind was racing as I headed to the address this guy gave me. He reassured me that he was being honest, and hoped I was too. I never thought about lying, and never assumed that anyone would. Ken seemed nice enough, desperate to have me come over. He had rules though, as this was something his partner wanted to try out – having a third guy join them. Ken was already smoking pot, already offering me some when I arrived and urged me to hurry. 

When I got there, Ken was waiting just outside his door, puffing on a joint, and was as he described: about 5’9”, an older guy at about 40, lean and fit, weighing in at about 160 I guessed, confirming his description. He had a small moustache and was relatively attractive. Not totally my type, but I was horny. I was more interested in seeing his partner. 

He ushered me inside and immediately pointed me towards their basement. I followed his cute little ass and rounded the corner to see a sling hooked up to the ceiling to one side of the room and wondered exactly what these guys had planned. 

“If you’re into it, we can have some fun there.” Ken said as he pointed to an armchair. “Bill’s coming.”  

I sat down, suddenly very nervous about what I had gotten myself into. I watched Ken pull out another joint and light up, offering me one. I declined, saying I needed to drive home afterwards. He asked about my experiences, and what I was into. 

“I’m a bottom guy like you I guess. Never really fucked another guy.” I muttered as he sat across from me. 

“Maybe you should give it a try?” Ken laughed, his eyes falling to my crotch. “You said you’ve got 8 inches?” 

I nodded. 

“Damn, I’d love to take that. Bill’s is about that big. You like taking big dicks?” Ken’s eyes were already glazed over and he seemed very fidgety.  

I nodded again, wondering if there really was a ‘Bill’ after all or if this was some ploy to get me into his basement and murder me. My heart was thumping loudly in my chest as I eyed the door, and then the sling thinking there was no way I was going to get strapped into that. I started panicking, thinking this was a huge mistake when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs and Ken turned.  

“’Bout time!” Ken said a little too loud.  

Bill stopped at the bottom of the stairs and gave me a wide smile. He was big alright, and wide. He covered the door frame, standing at his 6’4” height as Ken had said, with a shaved bald head and a trimmed goatee. He had on a muscle shirt and a pair of shorts, showing off a muscular figure, tall and lean like a runner, with big smooth looking legs and biceps. He was barefoot, and I noticed his big arched feet right away. He looked like a cop, or someone who could carry off a uniform well as he had that air of authority. But his smile softened him and his eyes glared into mine. 

I swallowed hard, staring up at him and thinking that THIS was someone I could get into. Ken jumped up and took another puff, starting to talk fast. 

“This is Brian. Not bad huh?” Ken smiled back at me as Bill came over and sat down on the couch where Ken was sitting. Bill held out a hand and I stood up to shake it, feeling the warmth of his big hand grip mine in a firm handshake. It was big, meaty and soft all at the same time. I felt my entire body light up as he grasped my hand. 

“Nice to meet you.” I stuttered. 

“Likewise. You’re a cute little thing.” He eyed me up and down. “Built too. Nice.” He grinned, showing off a set of straight white teeth. My stomach flipped and I could picture myself licking this guy from head to toe. 

Ken plopped himself down, finishing his joint already and pulling out another. “Here.” He said to Bill and offered him a drag.  

Bill put it to his lips and sucked back, before holding it out to me. “Have a drag. It’ll relax you.”  

I tentatively took it from his big fingers as he watched me smiling, and sucked it back, feeling the effects go to my head immediately as I was already tired. It gave me a quick little boost to relax me and I handed it back to Ken, who took another drag. 

“So we have some rules we need to follow.” Ken started, leaning forward on the couch. “No kissing.” He raised his eyebrows at me. “Bill and I won’t kiss you.” He stood up at that moment and then sat back down again quickly. Bill looked at him oddly. “And no fucking. I only let Bill fuck me. He’s not fucking you.” Ken raised his eyebrows at Bill who grinned. 

“You okay?” He giggled at Ken, who only nodded and finished the joint before offering it to both of us again. Ken moved over to me fast, kneeling in front of me and placing his hands on my legs, moving them up to my crotch.  

“I need to see this big cock.” He mumbled, fumbling with my zipper and grabbing my thickening cock as I looked back up at Bill. 

“He’s horny.” Bill said with a shrug as he sat back on the couch to watch. “Move over a bit so I can see it.” He said to Ken who shifted slightly as he dug my cock out. 

I gripped the sides of the chair as I felt Ken’s hands on me, pulling my cock out for him to admire. 

“Holy fuck Bill. He wasn’t kidding.” Ken said, holding up my fully erect 8 inches of cut thick meat. Ken’s mouth went around it fast and he deep throated it like a master, making me lean back and closing my eyes. 

“He’s a good cocksucker.” Bill said as he stared at me, rubbing his own covered crotch as he watched his partner suck me off. It was surreal, having this big bald headed stud watch his lover feast on my dick. Ken was moving fast, switching knees, hands all over me as he performed but never quite staying still. He was certainly enjoying my meat a lot. 

“You have to taste this.” He said, standing up and holding it for Bill, who slowly slid forward and knelt down in front of me. Before he did, he opened his mouth to Ken and they kissed briefly. I watched their tongues come out and Bill smiled, looking back up at me. 

“Thank for you doing this.” Bill said back to Ken before taking my cock in his big hand and opening up his lips to kiss the tip. Ken watched closely, holding the base of my cock as the big guy went down on me, sucking even better than his smaller partner. Bill’s big brown eyes opened up and looked up at me as his mouth was full of my dick. I reached down to rub my hand over his bald head as he bobbed up and down, Ken hovering close to his face. 

“I’ll be right back.” Ken suddenly said and got up, disappearing around the corner and up the stairs. Bill slid his hands up my legs to the top of my jeans and tugged at them, pulling them down over my legs to get his bare hands on me. 

“Nice.” He groaned as he shifted over, taking up the space that Ken had left. His eyes stared back up at me as his hands slid over my thighs, my cock still buried in his mouth. He sucked it back, moving it around using his tongue which was driving me wild. I stared down at him, getting more and more turned on just watching this hunk enjoy me. 

“Fuck you are hot.” He mumbled, pulling back off my cock and wrapping a fist around it to stroke it up and down. Bill looked behind him and then back at me and grinned.  

In one quick motion, he leaned forward and grabbed my head, pulling my face into his. I felt his lips on mine, parting them with his tongue as he kissed me deep and fast, inhaling hard as I felt my insides light up. I moaned into him, leaning into him more and grabbing his head in my hands to hang on to him as our tongues danced and I felt the stirring of lust grow in me. 

Then he pulled back with a big smile and checked behind him again. “Fuck you even kiss amazingly.” He whispered, coming back in for another quick one. 

He pulled away again and stood up, hooking his thumbs in his shorts and pulling them down to let his cock bounce out. It was a beauty – just a bit smaller than mine but the same width, with a fat mushroom head on it that looked soft and juicy. I could see a droplet of cum at the opening, and I immediately licked the tip and heard him moan. I grabbed the base, noting the blonde hairs surrounding it and dove on the whole thing. He smelled great, and felt even better down my throat as I hungrily sucked him back as he stood towering over me. 

I felt his hand on my hair and he held me gently, letting me suck him off as he looked down at me. “Fuuuucccckkkk…” I heard him moan as I looked up to meet his eyes. He had that shit eating grin on his face, making him look sexy as hell.  

He let me suck on his knob for a long time, standing there feeding it to me, moving his hips into me slowly. The more I swallowed his cock, the more I wanted. He finally stood back, letting his cock slip from my lips and I actually tried to follow it with my mouth, not wanting to give it up just yet.  

“Fuck the things I could do to you.” He muttered, backing up towards the sling. He sat back on it, pulling his shorts right off and peeling his shirt off, revealing a beautiful chest covered in light blonde hair. His stomach was flat, his pecs puffed out as he sat on the sling, holding his dick up for me. He wiggled his fingers at me to come back on his cock which I happily obeyed, moving in between those big legs and going down on him again. 

Bill laid back, those big sexy feet planted on the floor as he enjoyed my skills once again for what seemed like another long round. Until he suddenly sat up, and stood up, lifting me up to my feet and planted another deep kiss on me. When he pulled back, he held my face between his hands and just stared at me seriously. His smile was gone, and he was looking at me intently. I froze, holding his wrists as I stared back up at his gaze. 

“I thought there was no kissing.” I said quietly and looked back towards the stairs. 

Bill finally grinned. “Well, he ain’t here is he?” He looked to the stairs and then pursed his lips together, squinting his eyes at me. “I’ll be right back.” He flashed another small grin at me but didn’t move. Instead, he pulled me in slowly to his mouth and very gently, kissed me again. This time it was soft, like in slow motion, his tongue coming out to lick my bottom lip first before sliding into my mouth. Both of us inhaled deeply as passion overtook us and we were making out hard. I pressed my body into him, mad that I wasn’t naked yet to feel his skin on mine. 

Bill pulled back again and stepped towards the stairs, giving me a full view of his backside, completely smoothed and muscled. His ass was hard, like a runner’s, with a great definition of his muscles. You could bounce a quarter off that thing, I thought to myself as I watched him move. 

I sat back down on the chair I was in before and pulled my cock out more to slowly stroke it as I waited. I heard footsteps and then Bill appeared, his dick dangling between his legs, only semi hard now.  

“Well, Ken’s out for the night.” He grinned, moving towards me carefully. He knelt down in front of me and leaned over to kiss my dick in my hands. He smiled wider as I felt his hands glide under my shirt. “Too much weed. He passed out on the bed upstairs. So….” 

I shook a little bit as his big hands moved under my shirt, feeling my smooth muscles and making me shiver at just his touch. It was just going to be us, and I was suddenly relieved that I didn’t have to share my attentions with Ken. I could focus on Bill, and his big hard body that was more my type. 

“…what do you say you get in that sling and I fuck you hard.” He pulled my shirt up over my head and tossed it to the side. 

“But…”I stammered as he pulled at my jeans, pulling them off my legs leaving my underwear still on me. “I thought you didn’t fuck…” 

Bill grinned up at me. “That’s Ken’s rules. And he ain’t here is he…” Bill leaned into me again and kissed me, my eyes closing and my cock aching for release. My brain shut down as this bald headed hulk pulled me into his body and our chests touched. “And you are sooooo my type….” He whispered into my ear, licking it while breathing into it. I shuddered as he did it, digging my fingers into his bare skin around me.  

“You’re my type too.” I groaned into him.  

His face came around to mine again, and that grin was back. I opened my eyes and saw his only inches from me. “Do you want me to fuck you?” He whispered quietly as his lips lightly kissed mine and he lifted me off the chair. 

“Yes.” I heard myself say, feeling the weightlessness of being carried by him taking over my senses. I held on to him, his big muscled body easily transporting me over to the sling where he sat my ass down onto the leather. I remembered the feel of the sling under me, my legs instinctively lifting up and my feet finding the footings just like I had done those times at the spa. I watched Bill move in between my legs, grabbing lube to the side and squeezing some onto my ass. I was in a trance, watching his big blonde body step closer, reaching for a packet in a drawer of the table to the right. He used his teeth to rip open the condom package, and then pulled it out and placed it on the head of his dick, rolling it down and covering his thick tool, adding a bit of lube to the tip. 

“Fuck I’d love to breed you…” He mumbled as he aimed his cock at my spread open hole. There was no tenderness, no words of love, just the feeling of his hard slick dick pressing into me as his hands wrapped around my ankles.  

I grimaced as he broke through, grabbing the straps to brace myself as I tried to breathe through the invasion. He entered slowly, carefully, but continuously, making me take every inch of him without mercy.  

“Fuckin’ take it all.” He said quietly above me. I felt his own hands wrap around mine on the straps as he seemed to pull me closer into him. It felt like his dick went on forever, slowly sliding in all the way until at last I felt the coarse hairs of his groin connect with my butt.  

He let out a groan and seemed to try to push in even further, making me gasp suddenly and open my eyes to look down at him. His brown eyes were on mine, that shit eating grin on his face as he watched me internally squirming.  

“You like my big cock?” He sneered at me, letting his hands slide down my arms and over my shoulders, where he gripped me tight and started to move. 

I nodded and grunted as he began his thrusts, gently at first, tenderly pumping in and out carefully as if he was testing the waters, watching me for any signs of pain or resistance. Instead, I let go of the straps and touched his hips, feeling the hardness of his waist as he started to drill me. I leaned up as much as I could and slid my hands around to his hard muscular ass, grabbing hold of it with both hands and showing him I could take it harder. 

He grinned wide and gave a little laugh. “Fuck yeah. You want it don’t you?” He winked and picked up the speed. 

I let my head fall backwards, still holding onto his ass and groaned as he started to really pound me. The rattling of the sling filled the basements, followed closely behind by the slapping of his body into mine and the grunts emanating from both of us. 

He felt incredible inside me, fueling my desire once again at having a man’s meat plunging in and out of me. I loved the feeling. I loved getting fucked. And when I looked up at this bald hunk, I went wild. 

“Oh yeah fuck me!” I snarled at him, letting go of his ass and grabbing both his pecs and squeezing hard. A shocked look came over his face momentarily, before he leaned into me and picked up the pace, slamming into me harder as his mouth found mine.  

“Yeah? You want it harder?” He growled in my mouth as we continuously kissed. He bent over me, allowing me to wrap my body around his as he kept pumping that big cock into me harder.  

“Fuck yes! Fuck me!” I yelled at him, hugging his sweaty body and relishing in the feeling of a man around me once again. I was moving into him, fucking back on his cock just as much as he was fucking me. 

It was like riding a bike, a big muscled hard bodied bike with a thick cock. Every ounce of my body responded as he fucked me deep and hard. I was sure we would wake up Ken with the groans and the sound of the sling moving. But I didn’t care. I had what I wanted. I had what I had missed all these years. 

“Fuck you feel so good!” I suddenly moaned, and Bill’s eyes widened. 

“Yeah? You wanna really feel me?” He pushed himself up, took a step back and pulled his cock out of me and ripped the condom off and then plunged back into me again. I groaned in shock as did he, furiously plowing my ass hard.  

I grabbed his pecs, trying to push him out of me as I thought about him in me raw. But his mouth crashed down on mine again and my hands moved to his ass instead, making sure he was inside me all the way. 

“Holy fuck you feel AMAZING!” He yelled at me, breaking our kiss momentarily. I was gasping for air as this big man rammed my ass hard. I was seeing stars, lost in the feeling and not worrying about anything other than his cock in me. 

I could feel him getting closer as his grunts grew and again he stood up and pulled out, grabbing his cock in his fist and moved over me to jerk his load out onto my stomach. I watched his face tighten as I grabbed my cock and jerked hard as he towered over me. 

“Fuck here I cum!” He growled, speeding up my own process just watching this hunk grunt out his load. His entire body tightened over me and his mouth hung open in a silent moan as the first shot erupted from his mushroom head and landed on my chest and abs and my own hand stroking my cock. The feeling of his hot liquid landing on me brought me over the edge and I joined him in his grunts and convulsions. Wave after wave hit me as I felt his legs push up against me, as his cum spilled onto me and mixed with mine. I grabbed his ass with one hand as I arched and continued letting my cum fly until we were both panting and staring at each other. 

“Holy fuck,” He breathed out, wiping his forehead of the sweat. I noticed his head was shiny and his chest was heaving as he looked side to side. He darted to the left and grabbed a towel I hadn’t noticed before and moved back to me, wiping up my chest gently with a big grin on his face. 

I laid there watching him catch his breath as I slowed down my own heart rate. His eyes kept darting to mine as he wiped, making sure he got every drop. 

“What a waste. This should have been buried in you.” He grinned, giving me that wink again. When he was satisfied that I was clean, he pulled me up but stopped me as I sat in front of him. “Don’t tell Ken.” 

“Well don’t tell my wife.” 

Bill looked at me with that serious look again, staring down at me as he pulled at his deflating cock. “But man…” He leaned in and kissed me lightly, teasing me with his lips and tongues. “…I’d gladly dump my load in you and send you home to your wife.” 

I laughed and jumped down off the sling, taking in the size of his body and how hot he was for a guy clearly older than me. I felt his hand slap my ass as his eyes followed my body. I could see the clock on the wall reading almost 3am and I panicked, knowing that I had to get home. 

I turned to him, standing there buck naked, hands on his hips and his cock still semi hard staring at me.  

“You need to come back again. Just you and I.” Bill said quietly. “And I won’t pull out next time.” 

An electric bolt went through me, knowing just how much I wanted cum like that. I had missed it, that feeling of my man breeding me, making me his.  

“Yeah?” I said with my own grin as I moved to my clothes and started getting dressed. Bill sat down on the couch, still naked and watched me. He spread his big legs out and planted his feet on the ground and just looked at me. I pulled up my underwear and bent down to get my shirt when I caught his stare. “What?” 

Bill smiled and shook his head. “Nothing.” He rubbed his chin with his hand and leaned forward, letting his elbows rest on his knees. “It’s just…that was hot. YOU are hot.” He giggled. 

I laughed a bit, uncomfortable with this talk from a big guy like him. I hadn’t heard it in a while from a guy, and it was making me blush.  

“If you’re looking for a regular, I’d be happy to oblige.” Bill raised an eyebrow at me and rubbed his hand together. “Just me. One the side. And I wouldn’t tell Ken.” 

I stood still, holding my jeans in my hands and looked at him. I was confused, looking at him. Here was a hot gay guy, living with an equally good looking guy, and now seeking sex with another guy on the side. I was looking for something I didn’t have, but Bill had it. I frowned at him and shifted feet.  

“Why? You have a guy to fuck already.” I asked sincerely. 

Bill shrugged. “Things aren’t the best. That’s why we started exploring. Just not the same after ten years. Ken was the first guy I hooked up with.” Bill’s eyes shifted, looking away from me for a moment. “Sometimes I think I settled too quickly without, you know, exploring other options.” 

I slid on my jeans and let my eyes roam over his body. He was sculpted, thick and muscled and just looking at him made me want him more.  

“And you’re married, so I’m guessing you need to be safe and discreet and everything.” His deep voice was soft now, and his eyes were back on me. “So if you’re looking for some cock on the side, I’d be happy to give you what you need.” His grin was back too. 

He stood up suddenly and went to the table at the side and dug inside for a piece of paper and a pen as I buttoned up my jeans. He scribbled something on it then stepped in front of me and held it between his fingers. I suddenly thought of Joe, and the feeling of his big naked body standing in front of me like this and I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in. 

“Here. It’s my work number. I’d love to see you again. And maybe we can slow it down next time.” He bent down and lifted my chin with his fingers and met my lips. I felt my cock swell even before our tongues met again.  

Holy fuck, I thought to myself, taking the piece of paper from his big fingers. But as I left, I thought about Ian. 

Before I thought about seeing Bill again, I needed to test the waters with Ian. Ian was what I was lusting after. It was Ian I wanted to fuck me. It was Ian I wanted to breed me. I needed Ian.