That threesome with my therapist, Tim, and his patient, Stephen, was awesome. Truly there is nothing better in life than taking cock at both ends and taking both loads.
Tim may have been helping me with my drug addiction, but he was certainly not doing the same for my cock addiction. After four years of holding back and resisting temptation, I finally broke him and released the dominant stud buried deep inside his persona.
Tim’s boyfriend was out of town for work and my cravings for drugs were intensifying by the day. Tim suggested I shouldn’t be left alone and invited me to his place to keep an eye on me.
“Anything to keep you safe”, he said. How very noble of him. I knew the truth. He really wanted free access to my ass, but I wasn’t going to make him say it.
I showed up to his place after work with a week’s worth of clothes and of course the needed supplies to stay ready for any sex that might happen along the way.
“Gee Tim, you have a really great place here overlooking the water. It seems so peaceful. I bet you and your boyfriend can’t be heard by the neighbors when you’re going at it.”
“Hey! How many times do I need to tell you to leave John out of this!”
“So he has a name!”
I noticed a few pictures of the handsome couple throughout the living room.
“And a face. He’s very handsome. I could see why you’d be attracted to him.”
“Yes, he’s very cute and I love him, but that’s all you’re gonna get out of me when it comes to him. My relationship with my boyfriend is truly none of your concern.”
“Does John know I’m here with you?”
“I told you we have an open relationship. It doesn’t matter what he knows and what he doesn’t know. Can we move on from this already? Can I get you something to drink?”
“Do you mean a cocktail or a soda?”
“Either, whatever it takes to get you to move on from my boyfriend already.”
“Rum and coke?”
“Sure, there are glasses over there by the bar. Grab two and I’ll get the rum and the coke.”
Two hefty glasses were poured and within a few sips I was already feeling a bit lighter.
“So what would you like for dinner tonight? I could cook something or we could take something in, or go out? Whatever you’d like”, Tim asked.
“You would cook for me?”
“Yes, I love to cook. I find it relaxing after listening to hours of patients telling me their problems.”
“I bet you do like to cook. You seem the type, domesticated and all in this big house in the suburbs.”
“Are you judging me?”
“No, I would never do that.”
“Just shut up and I’ll go fix us dinner. If you can be nice you can sit at the counter and watch, but if you say anything awful I’m banishing you from my kitchen.”
“I promise to be nice. I’ll just pour myself a little more of this rum here and you’ll see just how nice I can be.”
Tim rolled his eyes at me and I followed him to the kitchen.
“You know what? I’m going to change into something more comfortable now that I think about it. I don’t want to get my dress clothes all messy. I’ll be right back.”
Tim returned in a pair of blue gym shorts and tank top. I’d never seen him casually dressed before and it threw me off. It seemed my therapist spent some of his free time in the weight room the way he filled out that tank so solidly.
“You could change, too, if you like while I get things started in here”, he said.
“Yeah ok. I didn’t bring many clothes for the week. Do you mind if I just strip down to my underwear? It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before.”
“Suit yourself”
I retreated to the living room momentarily to remove my shoes, socks, shirt and pants, leaving only my trunks and v-neck. When I returned I swear Tim was eye fucking me because his eyes lingered just a little too long.
“Like what you see?”, I asked.
“You know I do, but I can’t be distracted. You better sit down and keep that ass of yours out of sight because I don’t want to ruin our dinner.”
“Of course you don’t.”
Tim did his best to ignore me while he finished preparing our meal, but his boner was enlarging by the minute.
“You do know I can see what’s going on in your shorts, right?”
“It’s perfectly normal for men of our age to get hard.”
“Yes, but I don’t think cooking dinner would have the same effect on me.”
“It would if you were cooking for a sexy man sitting in his underwear within an arm’s reach. I’m sorry if my hard dick offends you.”
“I never said anything of the sort. I was just mentioning that your cock was obviously hard and on full display, that’s all.”
“That’s all? I don’t believe that for a second.”
“Are you calling me a liar?”
“I know you well enough. You have been my patient for four years. I’d say your cock addiction has clouded your brain.”
“Maybe it has. You know, I don’t know if I can wait any longer to get some of that. It’s really not fair to flaunt that big dick of yours before dinner.”
“Well, I do need to let this meat cook for another 45 minutes or so…so…”
“So…you’re saying what exactly?”
“I’m saying that if you want some of this dick, it’s on offer right now, but only for forty five minutes.”
“Hmmm, well, seeing that you are very hard, and you have the time, and I have the time, I would be inclined to accept your offer.”
“So what are you waiting for? Get on this dick before I change my mind.”
I walked round the counter to join Tim in the kitchen and knelt on the tile floor. Tim pulled his shorts down to his ankles and I helped him step out of them and pushed them off to the side.
His cock was truly raging. Every vein pronounced. His thick head was a deep red, almost purple. There was even a tiny pearl of his ball juice right there at the very tip.
“Wow, Tim, very impressive. You really were blessed with the perfect dick. Magnificent.”
“Thank you, and I’m glad you think so, but my dick isn’t going to suck itself.”
There he was…that inner-beast from within. You’d never suspect it given his melodic, calm demeanor and radio-friendly speaking voice, but it’s there. I’ve seen it three times so I can vouch.
“As you wish, Sir”, I said with much enthusiasm.
I brushed my tongue over the surface of its piss slit and savored the flavor of this pre-main course appetizer. Then I opened wide and took it in, no gag reflex, allowing my throat to close around this incredible cock.
Tim pushed my head down with both hands and pushed his cock even deeper, making sure every possible millimeter was swallowed.
Holding my head now on both hands, each one covering an ear, Tim didn’t hold back. It was a sloppy, noisy epic skull fuck. I pulled off only for a moment to pull off my v-neck because it was quickly getting soaked from drool. My chin was covered in my own wetness.
“Fuck man! Your mouth is truly amazing!”, Tim claimed while continuing to use it like his own fleshlight.
My face was being beaten by those big balls every time Tim swung his big club down my throat. My nose buried in thick dark curly pubes.
“Let me get some of that ass or I’m gonna cum in your mouth!”, Tim demanded.
When he pulled away, strands of throat goo dripped disgustingly downward onto my chest and the kitchen floor. Tim’s cock was throbbing and very bloated.
He pulled me up from my knees and turned me around, manhandling me. Then he yanked my briefs down my hips. His hand landed in the small of my back to bend me over and his cock searched for my opening,
I reached behind me to assist, and once the head was right there, he slapped my hand away.
Tim pushed his wet cock inside me impatiently, groaning when it sank balls-deep.
“Yes! Do you know I waited all fucking day for my dick to be buried in your ass? Do you know how hard it was to sit there and listen to my patients and pretend that I cared? You have no idea! Well, I’m about to fucking show you. I’m gonna fuck you stupid cock-addicted slut! Let’s go see this part of your treatment!”
I couldn’t believe what Tim was saying! Where in the hell did that come from? It was hot as fuck but very shocking.
“Yeah, fuck me like you mean it then!”, trying to call his bluff.
“Be careful what you wish for!”
Tim grabbed my hips and went ape-shit, his cock pounded me, piston-fucking me, causing me to yell out, “yes! Wow! Oh fuck! Oh my god! Fuck me!”, it was truly blissful.
Tim’s cock was like a steel rod blowing out my hole. Then one of his big hands smacked my ass so hard the echo careened off the walls. There would surely be a hand print later.
“Oh fuck! Yes!”, I cried.
“You like that, slut?”
Tim didn’t wait for me to respond, he gave me several more swats, each one a little harder than the last.
“Ride my dick! I wanna see your ass bounce on my big dick!”
Tim lifted his hands and clasped them behind his head. I turned my head round to look at his face as I twerked my butt up and down on his shaft. One of his hands smacked my ass again.
“Yes, this looks so fucking hot! That’s it. Ride my cock, slut!”
I bounced on it until I was sweating and about to cum myself. My hand kept finding its way to my own cock wanting so badly to cum.
Just when I was about to blow, Tim grabbed hold of my wrists and pulled my arms back. His cock was very, very deep.
“I’m gonna blow in your ass! You want it, slut? You want me to breed you?”
“Fuck yes! Fucking fill me up!”
“Yeah, tell me you want my cum up your ass.”
“Please! Please breed me! I want your cum in my ass!”
“Yeah, here it fucking comes! Oh fuck! Oh yesss! Oh fuck! Yeah! Feel my cum loading up your hole! Fuck yes!”
Tim’s orgasm was unreal. I felt his cock twitching in my hole several times, each pulse injecting me with his potency.
My hole squelched when Tim pulled out.
I turned round and his cock was still very hard and wet, remnants of his cum everywhere.
I swallowed his cock and moaned while I finally got myself off. My orgasm was powerful as well since Tim edged me so masterfully.
“Fuck Tim, that was something.”
Tim hot quiet as he pulled his shorts back on.
“Are you ok?”, I asked.
“Yeah, but I think I got carried away. I didn’t mean to call you a slut. I’m sorry.”
“Tim, I think in the heat of the moment, your inhibitions disappeared and your true thoughts appeared. It’s ok if you think I’m a slut. It’s the truth and we both know it. I’m not offended, I promise.”
“Still, I shouldn’t have said it. You’re my patient.”
“It’s ok, really, but can I ask you a question?”
“Yeah, what?”
“Did you really think about fucking my ass all day while seeing your patients?”
Tim started blushing. It was adorable.
“Maybe I did.”
“That’s so hot, Tim. I’m so glad you think of my ass all day, even while seeing patients. Was it what you expected?”
“Fucking even better. You’re dangerous for me. You know that?”
“Well, I’m going to be here all week. Now you don’t have to fantasize about it all day because you can have the real thing anytime you want it. How’s that?”
“Sounds good to me. Why don’t you go clean up while I finish cooking dinner.”
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