In Too Deep
Mario was on his back, his left hand resting on his massive left pec, his right hand casually caressing my shoulder as I laid my head against his right pec. I could hear his heart beating as shivers ran through me. We were naked on his bed, just lying there in silence. My head was spinning, and my ass was full from his quick fuck in the living room.
It was his idea to come lay down and catch our breaths. But after 30 minutes of him not saying anything, I was beginning to wonder what was happening, and what he was thinking.
Here he was, this giant beefy straight guy, his smooth body lying motionless beside me, his thumb dancing tenderly over my shoulder as we laid next to each other, not saying a word. My mind was racing, thinking this was a bad idea, that this was not the relationship I had in mind after being on my own without Joe for so long.
And then Mario took in a long deep breath, and he turned to me, pulling his arm out from under me.
“Turn over on your stomach.” He said quietly, and I felt the bed shifting, his large naked body moving upwards and over me, moving my smaller body over as his thick tree trunk legs surrounded me. Before I knew what was happening, I was on my front on the right side of his bed, and his legs were on either side of me. I felt his smooth ass sit on the back of my legs, and heard the sound of a deep breath being taken in as I felt his huge hands grip my shoulders.
“I said I wanted to feel this little muscley body.” He leaned over me, and said it directly into my ear. “Now relax and let me.”
I took in a deep breath as I felt his hands begin to massage my shoulders. Without a word, I shifted slightly under him, making sure I was comfortable as he did the same, moving slowly and cautiously over me until he felt he wasn’t crushing me. I could feel his heavy nuts and cock resting on my lower back as his strong fingers began to knead my skin.
“Let me know if I’m too rough.” His voice was like silk in the quiet of the room, and I let out a soft groan.
“That feels just right.” I breathed out into his pillow. It smelled like him, and I closed my eyes to take it all in: his scent, the feel of his legs touching the sides of mine, the weight of his cock on me, and the silent gestures of his fingers working into my back.
“You feel just right.” He whispered quietly, letting out a little giggle as his hands moved in unison down my shoulders to my waist. His thumbs were working into my lower spine as his fingers began to explore, lightening the massage to simply touching me. His hands moved upwards along my back, digging the palms of his hands into me on the way up, and then tracing my contours with his fingers lightly on the way back down. I felt his ass shift, and his cock harden the longer he explored.
He moved off me, his body shifting quietly away, letting a touch of coolness reach me, but his hands never let go. I let one eye open as I turned over my shoulder to see him engrossed in his exploration, moving his hands further down over my jock ass and down my legs. He moved his body off me completely, sliding down to the end of the bed to stand up, and let his hands move to my ankles, where he gently took hold of me and pulled me easily downward.
I let out a little giggle, feeling my own cock straighten up underneath me as I felt my body spread wider under his touch, his hands now all over my feet and my legs, moving up and down, feeling my muscles, his fingers probing underneath, testing areas he probably never thought about before.
So when his fingers found their way up to my ass, and after kneading the firm muscles in my round muscular ass, he tentatively moved in between to my still wet hole where a finger gently caressed the opening and I let out a small groan.
“I didn’t hurt you did I?” I heard his voice whisper quietly behind me as one finger remained at my ass, gingerly probing and touching my smooth area.
I let out another small moan as I said no, and lifted my ass up to allow my cock to shift under me due to its increase in size at the sensual touch. But just as I was pushing backwards, hoping to feel his thick digit enter me, he stopped and I felt the bed creak underneath as he moved his knees around me and I felt his entire body cover me.
The weight of him felt good, all 250 plus pounds of beefy muscle. But it was the groan in my ear as he nuzzled his chin into my shoulder that made me shiver. Especially when he started to grind his big hard cock against the crack of my ass.
I turned sideways, feeling his hot breath on my cheek, and smiled at him. “Let me feel you now.”
He slid his hands underneath me and spread his body out, practically crushing me under him. “Can’t you feel me right now?” He groaned in my ear, his mouth brushing against my earlobe, his tongue sliding out to tease me.
I wriggled underneath him, trying to slide out. He giggled a bit, and pushed himself up on his hands and knees to allow me to squirm out, and he flopped his body down on the bed, bending his arms and resting his chin on his hands as he watched me.
I literally had to climb on him, the curve of his lower back to the rump of his beefy ass taking my breath away. I felt the smoothness of his entire body under me as I felt my bare ass rest against his, his brown eyes peering over his shoulder at me.
“Do your thing. I love getting massages.” He growled at me, giving me a quick wink.
I put my hands on the muscles of his shoulders and felt the hardness of his body. I was going to enjoy this just as much as he was by the feel of him under me. My cock was rock hard, all 8 inches of me sticking straight out and resting against his hard ass cheeks as I began to work my fingers into his chiseled frame. I copied his movements on me, starting at his shoulders, then working my way down, eventually sliding off his perfect ass and feeling his legs, right down to his big broad feet. I listened to his breathing, hearing him enjoying what I was doing, listening to the changes in his rhythm when I hit spots on his body, knowing what was making him shift to let me know what he liked.
Like the top of his ass.
Or the insides of his thighs.
Or his feet when I began to massage them.
So he moaned loudly when I licked the soles of his feet as they dangled off the end of the end of the bed.
He moaned again when my hand moved under his ass and found his nutsack, causing him to shift slightly and peer one eye at me over his shoulder.
“Careful there bud, or you may get fucked again.” He teased.
I just grinned, and continued to fondle him until he rolled over onto his back and pulled me upward. I saw his cock, fully erect and thick like a beer can. I moved my body over him again, letting my ass rest down on the shaft of him, feeling it throb under me as my hands moved over his chest, my fingers tracing the outline of the four direction tattoo across his one pec.
Mario’s hands were sliding up and down my arms, and he had a stupid grin on his face as he stared up at me. I couldn’t help but ask him if this was okay, to which he simply nodded.
“More than okay.” He glided his hands over my entire body, feeling my front and sliding down to grasp my cock as he shifted under me, grinding his cock under my ass. “In fact, I think I might be a little gay for you.”
His grin made me laugh, and I leaned over him, letting my face come close to his as his hands moved around me to my ass, where he cupped it and started to massage it. “Oh yeah? What makes you think that?” I teased, letting my eyes fall to his full lips, watching them part, watching his tongue slip out to moisten them.
He gave a little shrug, and moved my ass up a bit, then one hand went to those full lips and I watched him spit into his thick fingers, his eyes on me. “Cause I want to be back inside this tight little ass again so badly.” He held my ass in one hand as he reached around me and rubbed his wet fingers around my ass, before he grabbed his own dick and smacked it against me. “You wanna ride me now?”
I stared at his face, my eyes glancing again at his lips. “Fuck yeah.” I grinned, and felt him positioning his cock at my entrance.
I pushed myself up off his pecs and sat back, reaching behind me to find his hand around his cock and helped guide him in. He watched me, with that stupid grin on his face, looking like an excited teen about to lose his virginity, as I struggled to take him in again. But he was patient, removing his hand and holding me gently by the waist, as I moved over him, pushing him inside me once again.
I saw his eyes close slightly as he breached my opening, and I let out a small groan as the pain hit invaded me as his thick cock slid inside my still tender ass. I sat backwards, taking him all in as we both breathed out, and my hands grabbed his pecs which flexed instinctively under me.
“Holy fuck.” He moaned out and I felt a hand on my neck pull me downward, my face crashing into his, his mouth opening up to mine and his tongue pushing into me as his hips began to move upwards and I saw stars.
I moaned into his mouth again, his giant hand holding my neck to kiss me as his other hand slid around to my ass as he fucked me. But I wanted to be in control this time.
I grabbed his pecs and pushed myself upwards, and then grabbed his hands in mine and started to bounce. “Just lay back big guy. This time it’s my turn.” I moved slowly, gyrating my hips and taking him in deep as I felt his hands grip mine. He sort of held them up, his elbows off the bed, allowing me to use them to work myself on his cock. I suddenly felt like a wild cowboy, riding the biggest bull I’ve ever seen, and enjoying every minute of it.
Especially because his big brown eyes were wide open, staring at me, watching me, smiling up at me, as his cock punched my very insides with every deep movement I made.
I stared back, riding him for what felt like forever. This was no first time quick fuck. This was going to be a marathon by the look on his face.
He let go of my hands and sat up suddenly, wrapping a big arm around my waist and sliding down the bed effortlessly. He was strong, powerful, and it showed as he simply moved downward, holding me against him, his cock still buried deep inside me as his feet hit the ground and he stood up.
I flung both arms around his neck and kissed him hard as his height pulled me up off the bed. His big hands moved to the roundness of my ass and he moved me over his cock as he walked with me, fucking me deep as he did.
“Fuck buddy, you are pretty pliable!” He groaned in between kissing me, before he turned me around and continued to fuck me standing up at the foot of his bed. “You like this?”
I nodded, squeezing my arms so tight around him my cock was working against his hard stomach. It was like crawling up a solid piece of granite, his mouth open to feed me his tongue as I groaned in his arms.
Ever so gently he moved back to the bed, laying me down with him still deeply inserted in me like a pro, until he was pushing my legs onto his shoulders, and he wiggled his knees up under me, and pulled my ass into him. I gasped at the deeper intrusion, feeling the tip of his cock hitting my prostrated and my dick oozed cum. His eyes flicked down and his thumb rubbed against the tip of my cock before he brought it up to his lips and he sucked it off.
“You taste good little buddy.” He winked at me again and then brought his thumb to my mouth, where I hungrily took it, making him moan and fuck me harder finally. I grabbed his wrist and held his hand still, his thumb deep in my mouth as my body rocked with his movements. His grin turned slightly, his eyes squinting a bit, as his entire body seemed to flex before my eyes. “You feel so fuckin’ good.” He moaned out, leaning over me more and hitting me deeper.
I gasped again, sucking down his thumb even more and reached for my cock and started to jerk, feeling the need to cum as his cock drilled my ass, hitting that spot in me that made my face go numb.
“Fuck me Mario!” I moaned out, closing my eyes and grabbing his wrist to feel another finger slide into my mouth until his thumb slipped out only to be replaced by two other fingers.
“Yeah!” he growled, digging into me more, really giving it to me hard. We moved perfectly together, his body now in full motion, sweat appearing on his forehead and chest as he worked hard to fuck me into the bed. He kept his fingers in my mouth, and then suddenly reared backwards, sitting back on the heels of his feet and pulled my body up off the bed in one swift easy motion. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, his cock still impaling me as our mouths crashed together once again. I worked myself on him, his hands grabbing my ass and lifting me up and down that big cock of his as he sat on the bed.
“Yeah come on baby. Work that hot body on my cock. I want to get you pregnant this time!” His voice was deep and husky, pure lust this time as he kept his eyes open making out with me as I clung to his body.
My cock was pressed against his body, the tip of my cock at the cavern of his pecs. I was going to cum.
My mouth hung open near his as I felt his breath mixing with mine. “You’re going to make me fuckin’ shoot!” I panted, which only spurred him on more.
“Shoot with me buddy!” He moaned out, squeezing me tighter with both his powerful arms, spreading his knees wider so he could really fuck me, my cock now firmly planted between us. And as his first grunt came out, I knew he was going to explode, which made me shudder with him.
We held each other as tightly as we could, trying to stay in rhythm and connected as we simultaneously erupted, me in between our chests, buckets of cum shooting up from my dick as his emptied into my ass. His grip tightened on me, his mouth moved to my shoulder where he bit down to stop the grunts. His hands grasped my ass tight, squeezing my cheeks around his cock as he continued to pulse out torrents of his juice directly into me. I grabbed his hair, pulling on it as I looked up at the ceiling as my orgasm subsided, letting my ass rest down against him, feeling his balls contract under me as we caught our breaths and held each other tight.
“Holy fuck.” I heard him moan into me, giving me light kisses where he had bitten down on my shoulder and neck. “Holy fuck.” He said again, pulling his feet out from under him, rocking me sideways as each one allowed him to unfold his leg. But he remained inside me, still throbbing, and I wondered if he was still cumming. He rested his forehead on my neck as I ran my fingers through his hair, my heartbeat slowing down finally as I sat on his lap, his arms still wrapped around me. “Holy fuck.” He said again, finally lifting his head off me and looking up at me.
I looked down at him, seeing the drips of my cum in between our bodies, the shape of his giant pecs dwarfing mine as his grin spread over his face.
“I think…” he said smiling up at me, “…I that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.” He panted out.
I held his heavy head in my hands and snuggled my body into his seated one, closing my eyes and breathing in deeply.
“I think you might be gay for me after all.” I whispered into his thick neck.
I could feel his hands moving over my back lightly, his heart pounding in his chest near my face as we sat there. His cock was beginning to soften in me, and I was ready to feel it slip out when he breathed in deeply.
“I think you might be right.” He finally said and I couldn’t help but smile.
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