Nathan

Carlos went balls deep with his first thrust, but stopped when he heard Nathey's squeel."You OK baby, you know I'll never hurt you intentionally?" 

Nathan whimpered, "You're so big, it's, it's just a bit of a shock every time". The lad was determined to please his man, he was determined to show in his own way that he was a man too, that he could take that thick beer can sized cock. He wanted to prove wasn't just some pretty twink.The problem was, Nathan was a pretty twink, he was also naturally submissive which was something Carlos loved. He was, as we all know, just Nathe.

Carlos waited and spoke again. "Nathey, it's OK baby you can move your hands, you don't have to be like that with me" the trouble was, he couldn't move them. Carlos was so deep inside him that his groin had trapped the lads hands, so he couldn't move them if he wanted to.Nathe lay there clutching those buns of joy, he kind of enjoyed being Carlos's little slut boy but he'd never tell him, it was his own secret.

The man moved back slightly, and moved the lads hands down to his side. He then reached down and grabbed Nathes shoulders and pulled him up so Carlos was flat against the boys back.

Nathe shivered as a wave of goose bumps washed over him, his little nipples went hard as he felt Carlos's massive frame against him, and the hairs on the man's body stratch his smooth skin.

Carlos began to fuck slowly and rhythmically, and as he did so he reached around and played with Nathes little aroused titties. Nathey moaned out, feeling even more new sensations.The man began to nibble at the lads ear, whispering. Nathan had no idea that words could arouse him so much. Simple words that made his cock drool precum down the shaft of his cock and onto his own smooth balls. Nathan turned his head so Carlos was whispering into his mouth, their lips touching lightly as he spoke.

"Baby, there's something about you that turns me on so much, I wanna fuck you so hard, but at the same time I wanna make sweet love to you boy". Nathan whimpered softly into the man's mouth. "You feel so good inside me, my pussy tingling so much 

"Carlos was twisting and tugging on Nathes little pink nipples. He whispered again, "I can tell baby, I know you love me fucking that pretty pussy of yours, I know you want my babies inside you don't you?" Nathe nodded yes, and gasped softly as the man increased his thrusts. Carlos thought lad didn't notice. Slowly but surely, Nathan knew, as Carlos's cock was doing unbelievable things to his pussy, and with every thrust it bumbed his little button, again and again as he moaned out.

"Oh Carlos, I dunno what you're doing, but my pussy's getting wetter". Not only were they attached below, but their lips and tongues began to entwine, Nathan began to push back against Carlos's groin with every thrust. Both were surprised at the ease Nathe began to take the man's thick, bull, cock. All the time Carlos twisting and tweaking Nathes little aroused titties. Nathan became aware that every time Carlos thrust in, his cock splattered precum onto the chair, clear sticky fluid was splattering everywhere.

Nathe then spoke words that Carlos didn't expect to hear. "Unghhhhhhh, oh God, fuck me daddy, cum in my pussy".That sentence  was like a catalist to Carlos. He began to fuck. His arms moved and  wrapped around Nathes slim body. He fucked and fucked, but kept the lad upright. Nathes arms were by his side and he was trapped inside the man's huge frame. That now familiar feeling started to happen. Nathan's pussy was going to have an orgasm. Carlos knew, he could tell as it began to grip and massage his phallus even more. Every single time he pushed in, he ground his pubes into the lads arse. He felt Nathan's body stiffen, and then his pussy came over the man's fat dick, and at the same time, strings of cum shot from Natheys cock over the chair.

Carlos released the lad, pushed him down and grabbed Nathes hips. Nathan heard a deep groan, almost prime evil, that escaped Carlos's gritted teeth as he fucked in deep and stayed there. His balls pulled up as Nathe felt the man's cock get thicker, and rope after rope of thick cum filled up his Prince's sweet pussy.

He fell over Nathan, still growling and panting. His weight pushing the lad into the arm chair as Carlos grunted through gritted teeth. "Baby, your a winner, a fucking champ". Nathan giggled under the man's weight, and smiled to himself as he knew he'd pleased his man.

They both lay there for what seemed a life time, Carlos still burried deep in his boys sweet hole.He kissed the back of the Nathes neck and nuzzled his stubble into his soft skin and spoke. "I've never said this before Nathey, but you're so different from the others, I can't put my finger on it baby but if I ain't careful, I can see myself fall for you" Those words spoken softly into Nathan's ear made the lads heart sing. He didn't want to say anything yet, but for Nathe, this was instant love. He'd never experienced this feeling before, he was in awe of Carlos. The man knew so much, he was strong, handsome, caring and OMG, who would ever know about a digestive?

The lad instinctively pushed back against the man's groin as he spoke. Nathe was a bit sore to say the least. It had been hard for him to take Carlos's thrusts and as you know already, he wanted to prove to Carlos that he was a man, so he took every inch of the man's cock. What he didn't know was Carlos would never see him like that. He would always be his boy, never a man.

Carlos stood up still inside Nathan and reached under behind the lads knees and proceeded to lift him up, "put your hands behind my neck baby" As usual, Nathey complied as the man carried him into the bedroom and sat on the side of the bed.

In front of them on the wall was a full length mirror. Nathes eyes were shut, he felt so tired but so happy. His body was weak as he felt like he'd been hit by a truck, but it was after the best ride of his life. He was snuggled in to Carlos and felt safe. The pelt of the man's chest was against him and like this, he knew he'd always be protected.

As Nathe purred softly, Carlos stared into the mirror. He couldn't believe what he'd found. He nearly didn't go out the night they met, but Carlos was a great believer in fate, things happen for a reason and it certainly had.

He scanned the lads body and was in awe of that smooth skin, hairless, with a golden tan. His hair was the colour of corn, just flopping over his eyes. Oh, and those eyes, those pretty blue eyes. Carlos was mesmarised, this boy had captured his heart and there was nothing he could do about it. He reached down and pulled up Nathes smooth balls and smiled. His beer can sized cock was still burried deep inside the lad, but his balls hung like a stallions underneath, they were so big and hairy compared to Nathans little walnuts. They almost swung with every beat of Carlos's heart.

He gently started to stroke and tease Nathan's taint, that beautiful bit of this skin between his boys balls and cock. Nathe started to moan, he opened his eyes and looked at Carlos in the mirror. Carlos watched as a single tear ran down the lads face to the corner of his mouth. He turned Nathan's head and kissed it away.