This time, we could even do it on a bed. I could get into the mating position for him and have him rearrange my insides until I’d sob into the bedding.
Was he relationship material? Hardly. For someone like me? Definitely not.
But as a hookup…
Fuck it. For once, I wanted something just for myself. I deserved it.
Me:Are you free Saturday night?
I would have to pretend that I was going on another date to get Hugh off my case, though. Monty would be fine by himself, but I didn’t like leaving him alone until late. I was already plotting what I’d tell my brother so I could get reamed by Chase again.
The second timeI met Chase, we did do it on his bed. We didn’t talk much, but he was sweet and tender, sucking my nipples and rimming me for ages.
Then he dragged me to the edge of the bed, and I eagerly got into position for him with my ass up and my shoulders on the mattress. He stood behind me and turned me into mush with his magical cock. The angle at which he thrust into me had me melting with mindless delight.
The boy played me like a violin. He would pound me hard until our skin slapped together, then slow down, put one footup, and bend over me so he could give me lazy, rolling thrusts, massaging the front wall of my hole with his cock. Then he’d pick up speed again, drill me through a searing climax, only to gently circle his hips and knead my ass cheeks.
He pulled out suddenly, and I protested.
“Hush. I got you.”
Did he ever.
He licked my open hole, thrust his tongue into me, and slurped up my slick. He ate me out, loudly and sloppily, making yummy noises and gulping as if he couldn’t get enough.
Standing back up, he sank into me to the hilt and began moving his dick like a piston, increasing the speed and power in small increments. The buildup was tremendous, and I was sure I would get overstimulated. Any moment now, it would be too much.
But it only got better and better. The nerve endings inside me were buzzing, the friction, fullness, and stretch simply flawless.
Chase was in perfect control of himself, focused on my pleasure, and I’d never experienced this kind of ecstasy. Just beingtaken.
The series of orgasms was endless.
There was a puddle of slick and cum under me, and I was gasping for breath, thinking I might disintegrate if I came one more time.
“This is what you needed?” he ground out, sounding almost evil.
“Yes!” I tried to reply loud and clear, but it came out as a whimper.
“Are you well fucked, Jay? Am I dicking you hard enough? Deep enough?”
Impossibly, he sped up.
“Oh yes… Yeeaaah. Aaah. Aaah!” Fuck, I was loud.
“I’m about to come. Will you clench for me? Will you make that beautiful noise …when you come…and cry out? Please, Jay. One more. Give me one. More. Now!”
“Aaaaaah!”
Fucking hell. He fried my nerve endings. I’d pass out.
But I didn’t. My hole spasmed around his cock, and he roared with victory.
I loved knowing he was pumping his cum deep into me. That was new.
Usually, I’d be annoyed by the prospect of having to expel someone’s release out of my hole. Not this time.
Chase’s cum felt like a reward. A gift.
