Ted Talk

I woke up to the familiar vibrations of my phone. Glancing over, I had over a dozen missed facetime calls and 30 + messages. My dms were stacked and I stared blankly at a screen of little red notifications on every social platform. I finally put it on airplane mode, and watched tv, with my pillow pulled up, and my chin on my arms. I heard the familiar sounds of delivery trucks outside, and muffled conversations of people below. I got up and closed the window above my bed, getting back under the sheets wishing I had taken an early holiday this year, instead of waiting for Spring break. My classes were all online anyway, so literally I could be anywhere but here right now.  

Lost in thought, I heard the buzz at my door. I quickly got up, and answered, “hello?” “It’s Ted.” I paused. “Hi.” “Yeah, can you let me in please?” I buzzed him in, waiting the five minutes it would take him to get on the elevator and come up to my tenth-floor studio. I turned, to look in the mirror, and tried to flatten my bed head, straighten out my pyjamas and went back to the bedroom area searching for a spritz of literally anything. Bad Boy by Carolina Herrera it is. I spritzed, and walked back toward the entrance, as a series of knocks echoed throughout the open space. I paused, and opened the door, as Ted brushed past me, closing the door, and latching it. I turned, as his overwhelming form loomed before me.  

Neither one of us spoke, and with a quick, soft arch, he pulled me against him, his arms around my shoulders and neck. He nuzzled his scruffy face against my ear, taking in my scent, and sighing softly against me, “I’m so sorry I left this morning. I...” “I know.” “Last night was incredible, and...I’m sorry for the bullshit.” (The bullshit? Like, not telling me you were trying to work things out with Everly, and then her walking in on a very intimate moment, and pulling out, as you’re cumming, to chase her down the hall, apologizing?) The real tragedy is Everly being such a wannabe influencer, that every detail of her entire life goes on live, her insta story, snapchat, and even switch. 

I put my arms around him, and cupped my hands over his shoulder blades. He smelled fresh, and minty, with a hint of Tom Ford. I felt him getting hard, as it pressed through his cashmere joggers, into my stomach. He pulled back, and arched his face down, as he softly kissed my lips. I stared into his brown eyes, recalling the passion I felt the night before, as he was inside me, grunting, and moaning with pleasure, asking occasionally if it felt good, and moaning how much deeper he wanted to go, as he tore me up in the best way. I leaned up, kissing him, feeling his soft lips open, and embracing mine. I pulled my arms loose, wrapping them around his tatted neck, feeling him even harder against my stomach, and his hands reaching lower down my back, cupping my ass, and pulling at my thighs. I spread my legs submissively, as he hoisted me up, turning us toward the vintage sectional I’d recently had recovered.  

He was naked in a moment, and worked softly, but swiftly undoing the buttons of my pyjamas, pushing the silky waistband down, as my dick arched out in response, slapping against my smooth stomach. I pulled my legs up, as he yanked the bottoms off, pushing my thighs apart, and held my dick in his hand, watching me from below. I propped my head up on a woven pillow, and watched him work my dick over, so softly, inexperienced, but longingly. He kept looking up, and I rested my legs on his strong shoulders, as he worked his mouth up and down my dick, his hands playfully pulling at my ass cheeks from underneath. I moaned, and arched my back, covering my face with my arms.  

He happily slopped up the pre cum that was oozing out of me, and I quickly felt myself cumming, before I even knew it was happening. He sensed me bracing for release, and went all the way down to my trimmed groin, gagging, and gulping as I shot my hot load down his throat. “Fuck...oh fuck, you magnificent man. Omg motherfucker...” My thighs were holding his head hostage, and he continued to work his tongue around the base, while gagging on the head, as I slowly stopped flowing into him. I felt my body and soul relax, sighing loudly, and loosening my grip on his head. “Damn Alex, that was a lot. I almost choked.” “I’m sorry, but fuck, if I didn’t know you’d never been with a guy before last night, I literally wouldn’t have guessed.” He giggled sheepishly, his brown eyes glowing in the light coming in through the open blinds above the sofa.  

He pushed my legs together, repositioning me to the side, and went down again, softly kissing my hip, and thigh, his scruffy face tickling my smooth skin. He pushed my right leg up, with his hand between my cheeks. I felt him curiously probing the inner warmth of my crevice, flicking his tongue at the base of my crack, and suddenly feeling him probing the hole, with his wet, firm tongue. I gasped lightly, and felt myself open up to him. His tongue was in and out of me, his hairy face massaging my inner thighs, and his lips worming their way around the puckering lips of my asshole.  

I was moaning softly, and reached around to play with his blonde hair, feeling the curls between my finger tips, and grazing the shorter hairs of his fade. He moaned into me, sloppily caressing my now gaping manhole, nibbling at the ridge, and causing me to expand and contract, with his strong tongue filling me. “Fuck, I think I can still taste me inside of you from last night Alex.” “It’s all you baby, fuck, you’re so good.” He continued to massage my insides with his tongue, his strong hands methodically inducing spasms in my ass and thighs, causing ripples of little shakes to escape my inner being. Goosebumps forming across my body, I softly ran my hands over my hard nipples, and played with my chest. I felt him reach a hand up, and cup it over mine, as I intertwined my fingers with his. 

He started stroking his dick with his other hand, and I quickly heard the fapping sounds echoing throughout the apartment. He leaked as much pre cum as I did, and was soon pressing the firm head against my gaping hole. I gasped upon him entering me, and forgot how thick his dick was from last night. He swiftly guided it through my tight passage, and was quickly bumping up against the retaining wall of my deepest parts. I groaned with pleasure, and slightly in pain. He must’ve read my face, because he had me on my back, with a pillow behind my lower back, in a moment, pushing all the way in again, his furry, tatted body roughing me all the way up.  

My body was covered in goosebumps again, as he slid his arms under mine, cupping the back of my head with his strong hands. His mouth covered mine, and his tongue mimicked his dick, with its penetrable force, escalating quickly to a warm tsunami of pleasure inside my entire being. I whimpered, as he fucked me, and clawed at his back, while I felt his manhood pumping in and out. The sun created a glow around his curly blonde head, and the sweat soaked into the velvety woven fabric beneath me, creating a moist, and cool spot behind me.  

“I’m gonna blow baby, I’m gonna fuckin nut all up in you.” “Fucking do it, you sexy fuck.” I pushed my hands down, pulling his hair ass cheeks apart, and I felt him push deep in, his thighs trembling against mine, his hairy chest heaving against me, and his deep voice in my ear “Fuckkkkkk....” He held me close, as I felt his thick dick throbbing inside of me. His sweaty frame enveloping me, and creating a hot, sticky mess between our groins as he overflowed out of me. “God damnit, you feel so good.” He big my chin, and grazed my neck with his beard, moaning against my ear. 

We lay there for a little while, his dick thobbing up and down inside, and his eyes penetrating mine with a squinted glare, as if he were studying my face for approval, or a look of content. He pushed my brown locks aside, evening out my matted hair, and his furrowed brow indicated a serious conversation was coming. I loved his musky scent, creating a safe space around our entangled bodies. His breathing slowed, and his arms adjusted, and he pulled me to my side, as I adjusted my legs to accommodate. He was slowly pulling out of me, and with a soft pop of air, I felt him leave me gaping for him. I slowly clenched my kugel a few times, feeling my asshole close up again, but with a cool wetness encompassing my hole. His hand running up and down my side, his lips at my neck.  

“I don’t know what it is about you, I just want to be with you so bad.” “Ok, but don’t say things like that, and make me fall in love Ted. It’s really not fair.” “What do you mean?” He pushed his dick, still hard, up against me. “And that thing needs to take it easy, I can’t be addicted to you and it at the same time.” He giggled, and kissed my neck. “Why do you think I’m just saying things?” “Because you’ll probably end up falling in love with Everly, and going right back to her. She’s hot, and super smart by the way. She tracked us down last night, how the hell? I’ve never told anyone about that other room.” “Yeah, she really is smart. I swear to God, I had no idea she would even be there.” “I love this, and you’re amazing, and super sexy, and literally someone I would do anything for, but honestly, I just want to take it slowly, and make sure we’re not just obsessed with how good we fuck together.” “We really do fuck well, holy shit.” He rubbed up against me, and kissed my neck again. 

“Fuck you smell so good.” “I probably smell like you now.” “No, like you really do smell good. I need to borrow some of this before I leave.” I got up, and pulled my pyjama pants back on. “Where you going?” “The bathroom.” He got up and followed me down the hall, his dick swaying back and forth in the morning light. I lifted the seat, and peed, while he watched. “Enjoying the show?” “Aren’t you?” He stuck his hips out toward me, poking my side with his dick. I playfully pushed it away, and finished peeing, flushing the toilet, and going to the sink. He came up behind me, with his hands on my hips, pushing his dick into my lower back, as I washed my hands.  

“You know, I could fuck you all day.” “I’m sure you could.” I toweled my hands and turned around. He leaned in and kissed me, pushing my pants back down, and lifting my leg up to his side. I reached down, guiding his thick dick up my under scrotal area, as it pushed against my already throbbing hole, slick with his cum. He quickly slid in, as I raised my other leg, and wrapped them around his waist. He moaned in my ear, as he started humping in and out of me. The door started buzzing again, as Ted reached behind him, closing the door, with a loud thud. “Fuck baby...”