Nude Couch Surfer

Once again I found myself in a new living room with an uncomfortable looking futon. This time my host was Kane. He was on the skinnier side but still really cute in a nerdy kind of way.

He owned a studio apartment so we would be practically sharing a room. Which didn’t bother me in the slightest.

But it did bother him.

I striped down to my birthday suit as I normally do before I go to sleep.

As I was about to crawl onto the couch to sleep, he stopped me.

“Whoa, wait? You’re not actually sleeping like that are you?” He was wearing striped pj’s that covered everything. He had his eyes covered.

“Yeah? This is how I normally sleep.”

“No, Max, when I said you could stay here, I didn’t say that you could be naked.”

I just looked at him, wordlessly. Usually guys didn’t care about this kind of stuff.

“I’m going to go get you some of my extra pj’s.”

“Dude, I haven’t slept with clothes on since I was a kid.”

“I don’t care, I have rules. And you’re going to be following them. Here.”

He gave me the pj’s.

“Put them on.”

I didn’t say anything. But the fact that he took control like this was kind of arousing. My cock was getting stiff.

He looked away as I dressed. His pj’s were tight on me.

I definitely wasn’t getting any sleep with these on. And not to mention how awful it is sleeping on a futon.

I tossed and turned all night. This was all too uncomfortable.

Kane was sound asleep. So I took my chances and stripped down.

Back in the buff. I crawled back onto the futon. It was still lumpy but now that I was back in the nude. I was happy.

It was exciting being naked when I was told not to be. I gave my hardening dick a few strokes and eventually I fell asleep.

“What the fuck?”

Kane’s yelling woke me up.

“You’re not supposed to be naked.”

And boy was I naked. I had kicked off the blankets in the night. And of course I had some throbbing morning wood.

I smiled at him. “Good morning, Kane.”

He stood across the living room, scowling. I winked at him and noticed that he was sporting some wood too.

“Do you like what you see?”

He stammered. He was frustrated.

“I’m going into the shower and when I get out you’d better be dressed.” He stormed off.

I just laid there. I wasn’t about to get dressed. In fact, I idly stroked my cock as I listened to the spray of the shower.

He was in there an awfully long time. I thought, I’d better go in and check on him.

The door was unlocked so I slowly crept in. There Kane was, in the shower. There was only a glass pane between us, with his little ass pressed against it. He was moaning, clearing enjoying his shower jerk off session.

“Look’s like you could use a hand,” I said.

“Holy shit!” He almost slipped in the shower.

He turned to look at me. I shamelessly eyed him up. He was quite skinny but his cock had a lot of girth. It was shorter than mine but it was thicker. I jerked my cock a couple times.

“Max, get the hell out of here.”

“I need a shower too, and you’re sure taking your time in here.”

“What the fuck. Get out, Max.”

By now I was in the shower door. “At least let me help you. I’ll wash your back you’ll wash my back.”

Kane was facing away from me. He was under the spray of the shower. He wasn’t saying anything so I joined him.

I grabbed the body wash and I squirted some into my hands. I lathered it up, getting it nice and full of suds. Then I reached over to him. He pulled away at first. But the second time he stayed still. I began massaging the soap on his back. Slowing working my way down.

We were both nice and wet in the steamy shower.

That’s when he moaned. I was cleaning his butt now. His tiny sexy ass. He liked it. Kane was jerking his cock. This is when I took it a step further.

I teased his asshole with my finger. He tensed up. So I rubbed my hands on his butt some more before trying to finger him again. This time he was more relaxed. And my figure was inside of him.

Sending waves of pleasure through him.

“Fuck me, Max.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, fuck me.”

He spread his legs and braced himself on the shower wall with one hand. With his other hand he jerked his fat cock.

I slowly wiggled my finger out.

Then I pressed my throbbing cock head on his tight pink hole.

I pushed and he gasped. My tip was in. He was so tight. It felt incredible. His small butt made my dick feel huge. It turned me on more. I was harder than ever.

Slowly, I went in deeper. Every inch of my cock that went inside him, made him moan with pleasure.

I grabbed his hips and pulled him onto me. I was balls deep now.

I pulled out about, keeping my tip in. Then slowly I’d go back in until my balls touched his butt.

“Awe, fuck,” Kane groaned.

“You, like that?”

“Oh yeah, fill me with your cum, Max.”

I obliged. I picked up the pace. I was thrusting as fast as I could.

I was pounding him. And every time my balls bounced off of him I was getting closer to cumming.

A few fuck thrusts later and I was filling him with my jizz. Pulse after pulse of cum filled him up. It was even seeping out of his ass and dripping down my balls. That might have been the biggest load of my life.

I was panting.

He was panting.

I pulled out and watched my cum as it kept oozing out of his sexy tight ass.

I got on my knees and licked it up. Kane moaned more.

Once I finished cleaning him up, he turned around.

His thick cock was still rock hard.

“Open your mouth.”

I complied.

He grabbed the back of my head and began face fucking me. Hard. I took his cock like a champ.

His heavy balls smacked my chin with every thrust.

Than he violently came. Thick ropes of juicy jizz hit the back of my throat. And I swallowed every drop of it. I kept his cock in my mouth until it softened.

“You know what, Max?”

“What?”

“You can stay as long as you like. Pj’s or no pj’s.”