Sweet Defeat

It was a hot day. Like, really hot. I looked up the heat index, it was 101 degrees. Damn! I was heading home from the store, glad that it was my day off. I had gotten a pretty early start to the day. Now that my errands were done I was heading back home to study and then just chill! Nice!
As I turned off of the thoroughfare and into the neighborhood, I rolled down the windows letting in the warm humid air. Even with the extreme heat, the speed of the incoming air had a cooling effect on my skin. It was such a beautiful day ~ clear blue sky and no clouds in sight. As I turned onto our street, I spotted a figure on a lawn about six houses down. As I got closer, I realized it was my roommate, Kip, cutting our grass. Our other roommate, Steven, was out of town at a work conference all weekend. As I pulled into the driveway I looked up and met Kip’s gaze. He smiled and waved at me. I gave him a wave back, then opened the garage door and drove inside. After hauling my groceries inside and putting them away, I walked into my room and over to the window. The house had three bedrooms, and mine was situated in the front of the house, with my window overlooking the front yard.

Seizing an opportunity, I cautiously peered through the closed blinds, watching Kip do his thing. He was fairly tall, about six-foot-two. He was toned, but he wasn’t a muscle head by any means. He took care of himself, eating well and exercising most days of the week. He had worked up quite a sweat, apparent from the large darkened splotches on the front and back of his grey t-shirt. From the looks of it, his pits were drenched too. On one of the passes across the yard, he lifted his shirt to wipe his face, exposing his torso. His hairy stomach merged with a thick band of brown hair beginning just below his navel, disappearing into the dark green shorts hugging his waist. Speaking of his shorts…. damn. His dick line was clearly visible. With each step the soft bulge flopped around, beckoning me, taunting me. Shit… Just the thought of his dick sent a shiver down my spine. 

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. I ran out of my room and into the den. Glancing through the blinds into the backyard, I saw that the grass was high. He must have started in the front yard, which meant I had time. Walking back to my room, I glanced toward Kip’s room, which was separated from mine by our bathroom. His door was cracked. I had been in Kip’s room once before, a few months ago when he moved in. With Steven gone, and Kip occupied outside, I knew I had been given a perfect opportunity. Kip spent a lot of time in his room, so who knew when I might get this lucky again?
I ran to my bedroom window and peeked out, verifying that Kip was indeed still busy cutting, now a little over halfway done with the front yard. 

I padded my way toward Kip’s room, stopping when I reached his door. Slowly, I opened the door and took in the room. The usual suspects were all there: his queen-sized bed with dark blue sheets, a dresser with TV, and PlayStation. I looked around, paranoid that he might have a security camera hidden somewhere- but I didn’t see one. As I scanned the room, I found my target beside his bed- his clothes hamper. I walked over to it and looked inside. It was filled to the brim - jackpot. I reached in and rustled around fishing for a pair of undies. I withdrew a gray pair of boxer briefs. Holding them out in front of me, I gave them a closer inspection, my hard-on growing. Turning them inside-out, I noticed a few long, curly brown hairs where his balls sat. I stuck the crotch up to my face and breathed in, enjoying the sweet, nutty aroma of his ball sweat. 

My dick twitched as I took a few more huffs. Moving my nose to the part of his underwear that had been in contact with his asshole, I pressed the cloth to my nose and took in a deep whiff. The pungent aroma of spicy cumin and musky sweat filled my nostrils. My whole body shuttered from the intoxicating smell- for months I had dreamed of having sex with Kip. Now, as I sniffed his underwear, I was getting unbridled access to the forbidden scents of his most intimate parts.
My dick pulsed again, and I felt precum seeping out. I noticed that the low drone of the lawnmower had stopped. He must be about to start on the backyard, I thought. I peered through Kip’s blinds, overlooking the backyard, and saw that he had just gotten into the backyard with the lawnmower. 

I heard the gate latch and the mower start up again. Knowing this meant I had more time to explore, I reached into his hamper for another pair. This time I found a black pair of slightly damp boxer briefs, noting two dark patches, one in front and one in back. Damn, these must be the ones he wore out running yesterday… shit, I thought. As I pressed the wet patches to my nose and inhaled, it felt as if electricity shot through my body. The smell of his salty musk was extra strong. Almost without thinking I stuck one of the damp parts of cloth into my mouth and sucked, feasting on the salty goodness. My dick quivered, releasing even more pre-cum. I looked down at my shorts and noticed the growing, glistening spot where the head of my dick was pressing. I considered taking his undies back to my room to beat off, but worried it might be too risky should Kip come inside for water and notice his undies were gone. I placed the undies back into his hamper underneath some other clothes, trying to make it look as natural as possible, and tip-toed out of his room, cracking the door behind me.

Back in the den, I peeked through the blinds, admiring Kip’s physique, his smell still pinging around in my brain. He was almost finished cutting the backyard, and now his shirt was completely drenched in sweat. He lifted his shirt to wipe his brow, and finding it saturated, stopped the mower, took the shirt off, and threw it into the patio. Sunlight glistened off his sweaty chest, highlighting his pecs covered in a thin layer of hair. As he turned around to pass down the other side of the yard, beads of sweat dripped down his well-defined back muscles before disappearing into the band of the boxers peeking out from his shorts. I thought back to the musky smell of his sweaty boxer briefs, imagining how much more amazing his actual ass must taste, dripping with the sweat of all that hard work. 
By now the pressure at the base of my dick was heavy, and there was a spot on my shorts the size of a quarter, drenched with pre-cum. I was so fucking worked up. I had to get a release. I walked to my room, shut the door, and locked it. Taking off my shorts and undies, I lied down on my bed and turned my attention to my throbbing hard-on. A little spit was all I needed to get things going, with all the precum I was producing. Within a few minutes, I was spurting cum all over my chest and stomach, with one shot almost getting my eye!

Just as I was wiping off, I heard the back door slam shut. I listened as footsteps got closer and closer to my door. Then to my surprise, there was a knock! “Hey, Avery?”, a voice called out. “Oh hey, Kip!" I replied nervously. "Hey dude, I just finished cutting the crass and I was gonna go for a jog while I’m all sweaty. Wanna join?” “Oh…uh, yeah!” I said, maybe a little too excitedly. “Give me a sec to change into some different clothes.” I put on some clean, boxer briefs, red gym shorts, and a gray t-shirt. After sliding on my sneakers I went to open my door, struggling with it for a split second, before remembering that it was still locked. “Having trouble with doors, huh?” Kip quipped as I walked into the kitchen. “Uh, oh. yeah yeah,” I said with a laugh. Kip was standing at the counter sipping some water. He smiled~ “you must’ve been jerking off or something, you don’t usually close and lock your door like that.” I felt my cheeks and ears flush with blood as my heart pounded. “Uh, yeah, something like that,” I said bashfully avoiding his gaze. “Guess you caught me,” I said with a nervous chuckle, shrugging my shoulders. We both shared a quick laugh.

 As he downed the rest of his glass of cool water, I admired his slim face. His bright, deep green eyes, were offset by the dark circles under his eyes, which only complimented his appearance; not giving him a tired look, just making him look all the more kind. They gave his eyes a sincere look. His nose was fairly thin with a slight upward point at the tip, and his pink lips were bordered by a well-groomed mustache on top connecting to a goatee below. His face had a warm, friendly expression, which mirrored his demeanor. “You ready to go?” Kip asked.

Stepping out the door, I felt the hot humid afternoon air hit my face. I knew it wouldn’t be long till I was sweating. “I usually jog down to the park and do a few laps,” Kip explained. “Sound good?” “Yeah, sounds good to me. I used to run there a year ago, when I worked out more haha,” I told him. “Ah nice,” He replied. It wasn’t just Kip’s physical appearance, that drew me to him. There was something magnetic about him- his countenance, his outgoing, energetic personality. His heavy masculine energy. I felt like I was practically drooling.

As we began jogging down the street, I enjoyed the sweet smell of grass and the warm air~ it really was a perfect day for running. By the time we made it almost a quarter-mile to the entrance of the park, I was already out of breath. Kip seemed to take the distance in stride. “Shit… I really need to work out more, I’m out of shape,” I confessed.“ Dude, you’re not out of shape. You look great!” Kip complimented. “Thanks,” I said sheepishly. “I might look in shape on the outside, but inside it’s another story, haha.” “Well, while we’re running, if you wanna slow down our pace at all, just let me know. It’s all good, I’m not trying to set a world record or anything haha.” There was no way I was going to let him know that I wanted to slow down though~ sure I admitted that I was out of shape, but I didn’t wanna slow him down too much and look like a wimp. 


As we started jogging through the park, I took in its grandeur. The park consisted of ten square acres of rolling hills, with dirt trails encircling a vast pond. Huge pine trees towered overhead, while lush vegetation meandered underneath. Pretty soon the trail narrowed and he moved in front of me giving me the perfect opportunity to take in the view- his view. My eyes traced the curves of his thin hips and firm, round ass. His cheeks gave a light bounce with each impact of his feet. As we approached the halfway point, the trail widened back, and I took my place to his right. I stole a glance to my left and watched as Kip’s dick bounced to and fro with each step. Damn, was I glad he decided to wear boxers underneath his shorts. 

As we kept running I looked over at him every now and then, trying my best to go undetected. We neared the end of our second lap around the park, and I asked if we could take a quick rest. “Yeah, sounds good, how are you feeling?” Kip asked.

“I’m feeling good!” - that was a lie. 

“Okay, well, wanna go for two more laps after this break, to round out four miles?” He asked. Oh shit, I thought. It would be hard, but I knew that I could do it if I pushed myself. The pain would be worth it. 

“Yeah, let’s do it," I replied.

A few minutes later we got back to it, making our way through the trees, the sun glittering across the lake. I looked over at Kip as he strode along, his lanky frame seeming to cut through the air like a knife, his shirt flapping in the breeze. I looked again at his shorts. Fuck! I was addicted to looking at his dick. That’s when my shoe caught a tree root, sending me flying toward the ground. My right knee struck the ground with my right elbow following close behind. “Ah, fuck!” I yelled, embarrassed. Pain seared through my skin where I made contact. Kip skidded to a stop, stirring up a cloud of dirt. “You okay?!” He asked as he knelt beside me. “Oh yeah, yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine” I rattled off, trying to shake off the embarrassment. I began to stand up when Kip reached out and clutched my left elbow and took my right hand. His hands were warm- so warm like they were on fire. “Oh shit, you’re bleeding,” Kip said, pointing out the gash on my knee, streams of blood trickling down my leg. “How’s your elbow?” He asked, gingerly taking my wrist and lifting my arm. “Oh yeah, you’re bleeding there too buddy. Why don’t we go ahead and call it quits for today?” He asked.“ Yeah, we might as well,” I said.

We turned around and started heading back. As we walked I felt a dull ache radiating through my right shin, just under my kneecap. About halfway back to the house, Kip turned to me. “Hey, you okay? You’re limping.” “Oh, yeah, my shin hurts pretty bad but it’s alright,” I said. “Here,” he said, holding out his left arm. “Put your arm over my shoulder,” he insisted. I gladly accepted his help, and put my right arm over his neck and my hand over his shoulder. The moment his left arm pressed against my lower back, I felt my asshole tighten and my dick twitch. Being pressed up against Kip like this was exhilarating. The sweltering air was no match for sensation his body heat against my back, and along my right side. We hobbled along the sidewalk, eventually making it to the house.

As we approached the front door, he released his grip on me and I limped inside. As Kip headed down the hallway, I hobbled into the kitchen, wet some paper towels, and began wiping the now dried blood from my leg. “Hey Avery, come to the bathroom when you’re done, I’ll get out my first aid stuff.” “Hey that’s okay, I can get it-” I started, but before I could finish, I heard him in the bathroom rustling under the counter.

As I entered the bathroom, Kip motioned toward the toilet. “Sit.” “Oh hey, that’s okay I can get it,” I mentioned. “Dude, relax, I’ve got you,” He said with a laugh. “I’m trained in first aid.” Surely he knew just as well as I did that anyone could tend to scrapes as minor as mine. Still, I wasn’t about to argue with my crush offering to tenderly care for me, getting up close and personal with me.“Sorry, all I’ve got is alcohol- it’s gonna burn a little bit,” Kip offered up, as he wet a cotton ball and gently pressed it to the gash on my knee. I winced and reflexively jerked my leg away slightly- Kip grabbed my calf with his hand, holding it firmly in place. He looked up at me and smirked. “Told you it was gonna burn.” His firm, warm grasp was too much for me. I could feel the tension building in my crotch. 

As Kip pressed the ball of saturated cotton to my scrape again, I felt his index finger rubbing the back of my leg ever so slightly. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, I thought, as a rush of adrenaline and panic took over my mind. I felt my heart begin to pound as the tension continued to grow. Oh god. Oh no. Fuck no, not right now! I thought as I felt my dick begin to grow. To my horror, a lump quickly rose from within my shorts, at eye level with Kip. My heart raced and I looked at the floor, doing everything I could to avoid eye contact. “A little sensitive, huh?” said Kip with a grin. “Shit dude… I… I…“I began, but Kip cut me off. “Dude, it’s cool. Besides, I’m not surprised. I saw you looking at my junk earlier. That must’ve been what distracted you when you fell. If so, then I’ll consider it a compliment!” he said with a wink. 

To say I felt embarrassed would be an understatement. I wasn’t closeted, but I didn’t go around advertising the fact that I was gay. And as for Kip, I didn’t know much about his preferences given that he had just moved in a few months ago. I just looked away, still averting his gaze. I made a nervous laugh and then opened my mouth to speak but nothing would come out. I wasn’t sure what to say next. “I mean, am I wrong?” Kip asked, locking my eyes with his, one eyebrow raised, a suspicious smirk on his lips. Those deep pools of green. That handsome face. How could I lie to him? I looked nervously to the side and then back to him. “Yeah, you’re not wrong” I uttered with a nervous chuckle. “I mean, you’re a big guy down there” I justified. He just smiled, soaked another cotton ball, and asked for my hand. 

Pivoting around to my side, he wiped the blood from my arm and cleansed the scrape on my elbow. After putting bandages on both scrapes, he turned his attention to my boner. “It’s not going anywhere, is it?” he asked. It was as hard as ever, and throbbing with each heartbeat, a small dot of precum visible through my shorts now, growing by the second. “Nah, not without a fight,” I said with a laugh and a weak grin. At this point, he was squatting in front of me, his butt only a few inches from the floor. His gym shorts and boxers hung from his legs allowing me a peek inside. I marveled at his hairy legs. As my eyes wandered up to his thighs, I noticed that his usual bulge seemed larger than usual. Shit… was he turned on?

Looking up at me he asked, “You have any plans for the rest of the day?”

“Nah, none at all!”

“Well, after I get a shower, I was planning on playing some video games. Wanna join me?”

“Yeah, sounds good!” I replied, giddy at the chance to spend more one-on-one time with Kip. 


“Plus,” I suggested, “If you didn't have any plans for the night, we could just have a chill night, and I could cook or order some takeout for us or something…”

“Woah, woah, woah, you tryin’ to have a date night?!” Kip seemed to protest.

“Oh! I mean, I just meant we could grab something to eat later if we were both staying here, I mean...“ I stammered, trying to justify myself.


“Nah, I’m just giving you a hard time.” He said with a laugh as he began putting up the first aid supplies. “A night in sounds good.”

As I stood up from the toilet, he spun around in the doorway, and asked, “What do you have in mind for dinner?”

“Hmmm… what about pizza?”

“Sounds good, what toppings do you like?” He asked, eyebrows raised.

“Hmmm... I like banana peppers, onions, sausage-“

“Ohhh, okay so you like banana peppers and sausage, huh?” he asked, a mischievous smile growing on his face. “That’s good to know. I like it from time to time…” With that, he gave the cutest eyebrow wiggle, stuck out his tongue, and shut the bathroom door.

It was all I could do to keep myself calm while I showered off… my heart raced, and I struggled to find my breath. Was I reading too much into things… or was Kip low-key flirting with me? If nothing else, it was at least clear to me that he wasn’t completely repulsed by me being gay. In fact, he seemed to be bringing up innuendos. Time would tell… we had an entire night to see where things went. I tried to clear my head, and not let myself get overly giddy, worried that I was just getting my hopes up.
I stepped onto the bathmat and wrapped a towel around my waist. 

Once in my room, I thought about what I wanted to wear to chill with Kip. About that time, I heard Kip showering off one room over. Should I wear underwear? If I didn’t, my dick would be more noticeable to him. But would he think I was being too forward? I seemed to go back and forth in my head forever, trying to decide between pairs of underwear, shorts, and shirts. I finally decided on a pair of loose-fitting boxers, black gym shorts with a blue stripe, and a blue tank-top. I wanted to look comfy, but also nice for Kip.

After I few minutes of scrolling through my phone, I heard Kip emerge from the bathroom. I waited for a few more minutes until I heard the characteristic startup beeping of his game console booting up. I carefully opened my door and walked to Kip’s room. I gave the cracked door a gentle knock. Kip looked up and smiled. “Hey!” He was laying on the side of his bed furthest from me, controller in hand. Scooting to the side, he patted the spot next to him and shifted two pillows in front of the headboard for me. “Thanks!” I exclaimed as I laid down beside him. Kip looked so fucking handsome and as cute as ever, wearing a white graphic tee, and loose black Adidas gym shorts. His damp hair was less voluminous than normal but held its characteristically charming shape. Directing my attention toward the paused game on his TV, he explained, “So I’ve been into playing older games lately, like ones from when we were kids.”

“Oh sweet!” I exclaimed, “Damn it’s been so long since I’ve played Halo.”

“I’m almost halfway through now. I’ve actually played through it like 5 times”, he admitted, grinning and scratching his head. “If you want, we could start a campaign together. Or we could play another game- I have lots more. Retro games like Tetris, a few racing games, and tennis games galore.”

“It’s been so long since I’ve played Halo… why don’t we start a campaign??”

“Alright, I’m down!”

As we began playing my stomach let out a loud growl. I clutched my stomach looking surprised. “Somebody’s hungry” Kip offered up. “Yeah, I guess so haha.” Not a moment later, Kip’s stomach emitted a deep, low rumble. I looked at his belly with exaggerated wide eyes. Reaching out my hand I gently patted his stomach, “Awww, sounds like someone else is hungry too.” Glancing up, I mustered the most caring smile that I could. “Yeah I think so!” he exclaimed with a laugh, as he rearranged his pillows and scooted over a few inches closer to me. My heart leaped. Kip picked up his phone glancing at the time. 

“It’s almost seven- If you want we could go ahead and order some pizza?” asked Kip.

“Sounds good” I agreed, scooting in closer to him, the distance between us now only a few inches. Tapping the screen, he brought up the pizza app. We ran through the lists of options, making our selections. We came to the option for sausage. “…and you said that you also like sausage, right?” I asked, looking up at him. “Cause I love it.” I felt a mixture of excitement and fear, unsure where this might go. He met my gaze. “Oh yeah- yeah I bet you do like sausage Avery…”  he sneered, his eyebrows doing the same cunning wiggle from earlier.

As I looked deep into Kip’s eyes, the corner of his mouth raised into a smirk. All at once, his pupils widened and all traces of expression left his face, as he seemed to peer into my soul. A chill washed over my entire body and my heart pounded as if it were a motor in my chest, struggling to crank. Slowly, his face inched closer to mine. My face drew closer to his, as if my impulse, as though our eyes and lips were magnetic. 

The moment his lips touched mine, I felt weak. I had just enough time to take a shaky gasp, before he pressed his smooth, warm lips back to mine, leaning into me. The euphoric sensation sprang from my chest and shot through my body. Keeping his lips locked on mine, Kip leaned in over me resting his left hand on my shoulder, rubbing my stomach with his right. I braced myself, pressing my hands into the mattress. Closing my eyes, I couldn’t help but let out a whimper. I had been defeated. Wonderfully defeated.

Fearing my cry was one of distress, Kip looked at me concerned. “Is this okay?”

 “oooh yeah,” I said with a grin. Concern faded, as passion returned to his eyes. I let out another pitiful moan as he pressed into me again, gently pinning my shoulder back against the pillows with his hand. His hand moved up inside my shirt, as his tongue began exploring my mouth. His body now hovering an inch above mine, I slipped my hands down his sides, toward his hips, and grabbed his dick, eliciting a deep moan. Looking into my eyes he smiled, as he grabbed my legs and pushed my knees up toward my face. Kip ducked his head between my legs and began kissing my throbbing cock through my shorts. With each kiss, his mouth crept further down my crotch, eventually reaching my ass. 

Planting his nose in my ass crack, he took in a deep whiff. After letting out a deep groan of satisfaction, he asked, “Can I get a better look?”. “Mmmhmmm” I mustered. He took off my shorts, revealing my undies. Bending my knees back again, he took another whiff. Only one layer of fabric between his nose and my asshole, a few whiskers found their way through the fabric, prickling my skin. His hot breath leeched through my undies, making contact with my tender hole. 

I couldn’t stand it anymore. Wriggling out of his grasp, I yanked off my boxer-briefs, splaying my legs apart as he pinned my legs all the way back to my head. As Kip spread my cheeks, he looked down at my hole and then up and me, a devilish grin stretched across his lips, his eyes fiery with lust. My hole tightened as his hot, wet tongue touched it. I was in ecstasy as Kip ate me out, tenderly teasing my hole one minute, and plunging in deep the next. 

As he devoured my hole like a ravenous wolf, I savored each wet lap against my hole. At one point he came up and kissed me, probing my mouth with his tongue, sharing the raunchy taste of my own ass. As we continued to make out, I grabbed Kip’s ass, firm, warm, and covered with hair. My fingers found their way down the back of his shorts and into his underwear. Tracing along his furry asscrack, my fingers found their goal- his hole. Kip let out a groan and I felt his hole pucker up as I palpated it with my middle finger, feeling its warm, moist goodness. I could only imagine what it smelled like. As Kip kissed my neck, I withdrew my hand from his shorts, taking in the raunchy stench of my finger. 

“Why don’t you get a better look at that?” Kip commanded with a growl, taking off his shorts and undies. Flipping onto his back, he pulled his legs back, exposing his hairy hole to me. As my nose got closer to his ass, his hole puckered in anticipation. About half an inch away, I took in a deep whiff. The pungent smell of his deliciously ripe, stinky hole filled my nostrils. God DAMN the smell was intoxicating. I approached even closer until my nose brushed his hot hole, his soft dark hairs tickling the tip. He was clearly enjoying me, as evidenced by his moaning. I made quick work of devouring the moist hole, licking it, lapping up every trace of his raunchy ass-stench. 

Once I was satisfied with his hole, now glistening and wet with my spit, I turned my attention up to his balls. Burying my nose in his warm wrinkly hairy sack, I took in his musky scent. Kissing the soft wrinkled skin, I noted each of the soft, springy hairs as they tickled my tongue. I took each ball into my mouth, sucking on his manly goodness. “Ah yeah, suck my fucking nuts” Kip demanded. When my lips met the base of his hot, throbbing dick, I began licking in one long stroke. At the tip of his cock, I noticed the long string of pre-cum dripping down, pooling on his belly. Grinning, I gave Kip a chuckle as I plotted my next move. 

Wrapping my lips around his dick, I swirled my tongue around his head flicking my tongue across his pisshole, lapping the precious pre-cum. I felt Kip jerk - he gave a look of pleasure and shock, as if in denial of the ecstasy currently befalling him. As I pumped my head up and down, I twisted my head from side to side, determined to give Kip the best blow he’d ever experienced. As I tenderly massaged his balls, I savored the salty taste of his cock. 

“Fuuuuuck” Kip let out as I worked his dick. Taking my head into his hands, he held me steady as he fucked my face. After a few pumps, he thrust his cock deep into my throat, holding it there for a few seconds. Letting out a pleased gasp, Kip withdrew his cock from my mouth, leaving behind a generous allotment of his sticky, salty-sweet pre-cum in my mouth as a reward.

Kip pulled my head, directing me to bring my face to his. Pulling me close, he kissed me with renewed vigor, exploring my mouth with his tongue. Eager to feel more of his skin on mine, I pulled my leg up over Kip's belly so that I was straddling his belly. Grinding my ass back, I felt the heat of his cock as it rubbed against my ass crack. Reaching his hand back, Kip grabbed his dick and positioned it so that the head made direct contact with my hole. He looked at me intently. “I wanna fuck you… I wanna fuck the shit outta you”. 

“Oh yeah?” I teased, easing my ass back onto his dick ever so slightly. 

I wiggled my butt, smearing his precum around my hole, creating just enough lubrication for his dickhead to penetrate my hole ever so slightly. We both let out a gasp and I looked him directly in the eyes. “Get on your back” he ordered. I obeyed, laying my head on his pillow taking in the rugged, woodsy smell, as he rustled through his bedside table. Popping open a bottle of lube, he squirted a healthy amount into his free hand. Tenderly, he coated my hole until the cold stuff was dripping down my crack. After slathering down his dick, Kip closed the lid and threw it into the open drawer with a thud. As he stroked his now-gleaming cock, I admired his brawny, hairy physique. 

Placing his hands firmly in my leg pits, under each knee, Kip pushed my knees back to my head and prodded his dick into my hole. Slowly, he pressed into me, spreading my hole, carefully watching my expression. I let out a deep groan as his cock inched its way inside. ”Ahhhh shit” he let out as my ass hit the base of his cock. “Holy fuck” I let out, reeling from the intense pleasure. With every thrust of Kip’s cock, more and more precum leeched out of mine. Releasing my left leg from his grip, he took my cock in his hand and began spreading the precum around my dickhead with his thumb. He looked at me with such intensity, leaving no doubt that I was his. Pressing my lips together I gave Kip the most defeated glance and whimper I could muster. Jesus Christ, I loved being under his spell.

slap - slap - slap - slap - each heavenly thrust somehow felt better than the last.

His hands still in my leg-pits, Kip pushed my knees apart, his thrusts becoming more pronounced. Leaning in close, Kip pressed his hairy chest and belly into mine, locking onto my body as he kept driving his dick deep inside my hungry hole. “Oh fuck me! Fuck me! Uhhhhh!” I shouted. “Fuck yeah! You like that?” He asked as he kissed my ear, probing its most tender parts with his tongue. His words only increased the desire inside of me. 

With each jab of his cock, I felt the pressure begin to build between my hips. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. I… I’m…I’m gonna…” I admitted as the pressure got more intense. 

“Yeah? Fuck yeah?” Kip prompted, fucking me even faster now. 

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck I’m gonna cum!” I yelled, feeling the pressure continuing to rise. 

“Oooooooh fuck baby, I’m getting close”, he gasped, his hot breath landing on my neck. 

“Ah fuck! Ahhhhhhh!” I screamed, as my Kip hammered my prostate, sending me over the edge. “Fuck!” In an instant, I was overtaken by wave after wave of pleasure, starting in my prostate and radiating throughout my entire body. 

My cock exploded, shooting streams of hot cum across my belly, some hitting the pillow. My asshole tightened as Kip kept pummeling my ass, literally fucking the cum out of me. Kip looked down at my belly coated in cum, and then up at me as he pounded away. “Fuck” he said with a devious grin. “Ah shit… shit, I’m about to blow. Ahhh shit!” he howled. Taking his cock in his hand, stoking fast, Kip’s expression turned into a grimace of pure pleasure as he sprayed ropes of hot cum onto my chest.

Panting and legs quivering, Kip rolled onto his back beside me, folding his arms behind his head as he caught his breath. “So,” he asked between heavy breaths, “You ready to order that pizza now?” 

“Yeah, sounds good, but can we nix the sausage? I think I’ve had my fill.” I said with a grin. “Ah, damn. Well, that’s a shame…guess you wouldn’t be interested in round two later then huh?” He said with a coy smirk. “No no no! I didn’t say that!” I exclaimed as I cuddled up to him. “Ah… okay, so it’s a different story when my dick’s involved, huh?”, he teased before planting a tender kiss on my forehead. ~