Third Down
I could hear the sound of his deep breathing before I even opened my eyes. It took me back ten or so years ago when Dwayne “Mac” MacDonald had fallen asleep in my dorm room. Before I even dared to wake up completely and peel open my own eyes, I felt the smile on my lips.
I inhaled slowly and let my eyes adjust to the still dark room. Mac was beside me, rather close. I instantly smelled him, his natural odor that turned me on like no one before, a manly sweet scent that seemed to ignite my pheromones. He was on his back, his pecs rising slightly as he breathed, his pink nipples little nubs against the backdrop of the dark room. I looked past his handsome profile and saw the hotel alarm clock read 2am.
He had fucked me again and then rolled off me and cuddled into me. I was still hugging his body, my arm around his waist under the sheet, my leg draped over his as I slept on his bicep. His left hand was still cupping my ass.
I breathed in again and gave his smooth left pec a soft kiss as I tried not to stir. It was late, and I hadn’t planned on staying over. But my alibi had planned for it as usual. Allie never asked when I didn’t come home and as much as I hated that feeling, I always had my bases covered.
I heard a deeper intake from Mac and his head lolled sideways toward me as his body gave a slight stretch. His hand seemed to know what to do as well as it reflectively squeezed my butt and his middle finger just found its way in between. My dick hardened immediately as I saw his right hand drift upwards quickly to rub his face as he blinked awake and pulled me into him.
“Fuck we fell asleep?” he said groggily, sidling into me more. It was like hugging the biggest, most solid smooth teddy bear. The size difference was unbelievable. I felt like a little kid next to this massive man. And he was a MAN now. All matured and beefy, totally different than the shy closeted jock from university that was a right stud. But now, more my type for sure. And after the greeting I got, he was definitely more into me now than he was before.
“We did. Tired ourselves out I guess.” I said quietly playing with his nipple before he slowly rolled onto his side to face me. Our bodies moved naturally around each other as Mac’s big arm snaked around me and pulled me into his front, his cock also hard again and pressing against my own as I snuggled into the heat of him. His leg fell heavily on mine and he bent it over me, his foot finding mine. It felt amazing to just lie here naked with him again. Even though I had just woken up, I felt the stupid grin on my face widening.
He smiled at me in the dark, his body a glorious silhouette in the dark beside me. “Well I’m awake now.” He purred at me before I felt his hand on the back of my neck lightly pulling my face to his.
It was the softest kiss, his full lips barely touching mine as the sound echoed in the quiet room. Then his tongue teased me and I opened up for him. Slow and sensual, Mac just held me there kissing me, making out with me, listening to the sounds we were making as our dicks hardened against us.
I forgot about everyone, including my work, and only focused on all the things I still wanted to do to Mac while I was here. But those thoughts were quickly pushed aside as Mac began to slowly move over me, rolling on me gently, never breaking our kiss until he was over me.
I looked down between us seeing his big perfect looking cock pointing at me above mine as he pulled my arms up and straight over my head on the bed, pinning my hands with his onto the mattress. Then he looked down at me, hovering over me, his knees around me, my body responding as if it needed to do something but was almost shivering in anticipation.
“Fuck.” I breathed out as he just stared down at me. I saw him nod and give me another kiss. And then he sat up and released my hands so they could travel down my sensitive body.
When his hand found my cock and he took it in his big fist to slowly tug it, his eyes were still on mine. I couldn’t help but just take in the behemoth man resting his big bubbled ass on my legs as he sat on me stroking my cock. He was a magnificent specimen: beefy muscles, smooth upper body, wrestler type body with giant shoulders and arms, and a round firm gut. His thighs were huge as he sat on me, and his hands seemed like baseball gloves as he ran one over my abs and the other worked my cock.
“I have been fantasizing about you for years B.” He said sexily, grinning at me as he slowly pulled on my cock.
“Me too.” I admitted which made his eyebrows go up.
“Oh yeah?” He asked shyly, his grin spreading. “Did you think about me fucking you?”
I inhaled as he stared at me, his eyes darting to his own hand as it moved over my smooth torso. I nodded as his eyes flicked back up to mine.
“What else?” he whispered.
I gave a funny look. “I don’t know. This. Us.”
His one eyebrow went higher. “Yeah? You thought about us?” He leaned over me, letting go of my cock and kissed me, hard and deep suddenly, before he sat back up and moved sideways off me. “Turn over.” He commanded as he began to flip me without waiting.
I rolled onto my stomach and adjusted my hard cock underneath me as I felt his weight sit on me again, just below my ass, his hands resuming their soft delicate exploration now on my back, his big thighs squished against mine.
“I thought about us too.” He said quietly as I rested my face on my forearm and tried to see him. I couldn’t get a good look at him so I closed my eyes and let the goosebumps spread over me. “I thought about what it would be like to wake up again with you naked and what I would do to you.”
I inhaled again as he moved backwards a bit, his hands now gliding over my round jock ass, rubbing both cheeks, his fingers digging into it in little grabs and massages.
“I thought about this little ass, and what it would be like to really explore it.” He said softly before I felt his lips kiss my right cheek as his fingers gripped it. “What it would be like to just fucking bury myself in it.” He kissed the left cheek and I felt his body move off my legs.
Then his knee pushed my leg up and I felt his hot breath at the crack of my ass and I looked over my shoulder.
“What it would be like to taste my own cum leaking from it.” He whispered before I felt the stubble of his chin suddenly press into me.
I moaned out as his thick tongue licked my hole hungrily, his big hands gripping each cheek to hold me apart. And as I lay there in the dark, Dwayne “Mac” MacDonald, current CFL player, began to eat his own load out of my ass.
I clenched the sheets in pleasure, lifting my body up to give him better access, as he noisily ate me out, sucking and slurping and licking and rimming. He tried tongue fucking me, digging his fat tongue into me. He slid a finger and then two into me as he played with my ass. He was quiet, focused, and all I could do was squirm and moan and grab the sheet as I tried hard to turn over my own body to see what he was doing next.
When he crawled over my body, kissing every inch of me along the way, I was more than ready to feel him inside me again. He slid in easily, forcefully, gliding all the way in as his mouth found mine. My head was cranked sideways so far just to kiss him as his body seemed to take mine over. But he didn’t stop there.
He moved deep within me as he grabbed hold of me and lifted me upwards off the bed towards his own giant body. He held me against his front, my back to his stomach, his one hand reaching down under my left thigh, his right arm under my arm and around my chest as he sat back on his own feet.
Kneeling on the bed, facing the wall, he had me glued to his body as if I was sitting backwards on him. This angle made me groan out, breaking the kiss.
“I told you I was going to fuck you all night.” He moaned out, moving my body against his, my ass wiggling around his shaft buried in me. “You won’t ever want to leave.”
I felt like I was in a porno, moaning like a woman in heat as I worked my body on his. He seemed to be trying something out, like this was a position he thought about, but not totally satisfied with as I felt myself moving backwards again.
He moved both hands under my legs as he slid his own legs back off the bed. When his one foot planted itself on the ground, he made sure he had me before he stood up, with me still attached on his cock, facing out from him.
The room spun as he carried me like that towards the closed curtained window, and told me to put a foot down as I grabbed the curtains.
“Open them.” He said suddenly as my foot pushed in the middle of them to find the ledge of the window. I did what he told me, opening the curtains a bit to the dark city outside. “I want the world to see me fucking you.” He said as he started to pound my ass again like the horny closeted man he was. I leaned myself back against him, feeling his hardness inside me swell, before one foot slipped and I lost my balance.
He giggled, and readjusted, letting me put both feet on the ground and two hands on the window before he reinserted himself and fucked me again. My dick kept bobbing up and smacking the ledge of the window so I pushed backwards against him for more room.
His big hands gripped my waist and he pulled me back, turning me and walking me to the side wall where he pushed my face against it and started drilling me there. When he was satisfied with a few minutes of pounding there, he walked me over to the long table against it that held the hotel room TV and bent me over it to pummel my ass some more.
His hands never stopped moving over me, grabbing me, holding me, his fingers dancing around at times feeling every inch of me.
And then he pulled out and spun me around, bending down to lift me up and sit me down on the table and stepped in close to shove himself back inside me with a hungry kiss. He grabbed my ass and pulled me so close to him, fucking me hard, his body slamming against mine as we kissed. I wrapped my arms around him and gyrated my body against his with each thrust, feeling the friction against my cock making me moan.
He backed up when I was attached to him and he kept fucking me in the air, off the table, showing me how fucking strong he was which just turned me on more. I had to break the kiss to moan in loud animalistic grunts as he fucked me harder than ever, our eyes wide and his face smiling at me.
“Fuckin’ take it little B. I just LOVE fucking you!” He grinned and tried to kiss me again, stifling my moans and turning me back towards the bed.
But we didn’t go to the bed. Instead he walked/fucked me into the dark bathroom and plopped me down on the counter, still attached to me, still pumping his cock in me.
And then he pulled out, turning to the shower and flipped the shower on. “I want to fuck you in the shower.” He said coming back to me to kiss me and sliding his cock back into me. I groaned out loudly as the sound of the spray filled the room. It was as if he was waiting for the shower to heat up but didn’t want to waste any time without fucking me.
I was just getting lost in him again, hanging on to him as he fucked me on the bathroom counter when he pulled out again and flicked on the light.
We both squinted at the sudden beam of light, but I couldn’t help but take in his naked body once again, glistening in sweat, his trimmed pubes looking fucking perfect against his tanned blonde skin, his hard body, his big cock fully hard and fully erect. I looked down at his amazing feet as he turned to the shower.
“C’mon.” He stepped into the shower grabbing his own dick and slowly stroked it as his eyes raked over, waiting for me. As soon as I joined him, he grabbed me to kiss me, grabbing my ass in his hands and pulling my body towards him, before he spun me around and pushed me against the wall. “I’ve been wanting to fuck you in a shower since that day I left your dorm.”
And he slid in and started hammering me under the water.
To say I was moaning was an understatement. But Mac wasn’t just fucking me in the shower, he was possessing me. His mouth was in my ear, turning my face to kiss him, his hands reaching around me to jerk me off as he pounded my ass. So I wasn’t at all surprised after a while, when he pulled out, and told me to turn around.
“I need to be looking at you.” He moaned, lifting me up again and sliding into me. My back crashed against the wall as I clung to him. But he was so fucking big and strong there really wasn’t any need. He was in control. He was powerful. He was hungry.
I leaned against the wall as he drove his cock in and out of me and I stared at him. He was so fucking hot I grabbed my cock and told him I was close.
He kissed me hard. “Cum for me Brian.” And he fucked me so hard I did.
His moans now filled the bathroom as I let my cum spurt from me and cover his pecs and stomach as he kept up the pace. He didn’t stop, his light blue eyes staring into mine with a smile as he started to fuck me erratically.
“Fuck me Dwayne. C’mon big guy. I want it.” I moaned out kissing him fiercely as he groaned louder than ever into my mouth. I remembered how much it turned him on to hear his name during sex.
And with a toe curling orgasm, which I witnessed as I hung onto his body, he unloaded another round into my ass right there in the shower.
I held onto his body and he didn’t let go either, just panted into my neck and repeatedly gave me butterfly kisses along my neck as he subsided. He held me like that, my body wrapped around his like a koala bear on a tree. He moved us under the stream, the heat of the water washing away the sweat and cum dripping from us as he kissed me again.
I felt like Noah and Allie from the Notebook kissing in the rain, and how fucking hot it felt. And then remembered my own Allie and I stopped suddenly, looking at the smiling hunky football player still holding me in his arms in the shower.
He read it on my face, that something was wrong.
“What?” He asked suddenly. “Did I hurt you?”
I shook my head. “No, just thinking about my wife.”
He scrunched his face. “Well that’s not something I want to hear right now.” And he let out a small laugh, which I too did before I buried my face into his muscular shoulder.
“No, not like that. Just realized it’s the middle of the night and all.”
Mac turned slowly around and put his own head under the stream and closed his eyes. “Sooooo…you have to go?”
He stepped a bit forward and spit out some water onto my body. But I shook my head and kissed him. “No. I can stay.”
The smile on his face spread as we stood still, his cock still imbedded in my ass. “Good. Cause I’m carrying you back to bed and curling up with you again. Do you work tomorrow? Or rather, today?”
I lifted my chin up and nodded. But Mac just smiled. “I’ll make it worth your while if you call in sick.”
I could only smile and kiss those pouty lips. “Deal.” I said between kisses.
And I swear to God his dick hardened inside me again.
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