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I bounced off the bed and took him into my arms. My hands made their way to his ass cheeks and pulled the straps away from his tender skin, the elastic snapped with a pop before I slapped his cheeks hard. “On the floor,” I ordered. “And on all fours.”
He did as told and arched his back as I began fingering his hole, licking two fingers and sliding it over his pucker. “Ohhh,” he whimpered.
I leaned forward, spreading his cheeks wide so I could get a closer view of his pink asshole, pressing my mouth on his puckered skin and licking him nice and easy.
“Yeah, baby. Oh my God,” he sighed. “Eat my ass, stud.”
I pushed him down to his stomach and lied down behind him, my chest on the floor as I scooted to his ass and parted his cheeks again, taking a long hard look at the sexiest asshole I’d ever seen. “Fuck yeah, baby boy. Lift your ass off the floor and fuck my tongue,” I snarled.
He lifted off the floor and I tongue fucked his ass while I vice-gripped his cock and balls in one hand, tugging on them hard. He bucked from the combination of pleasure and pain from me manhandling his cock, but he managed to moan his approval.
“Put your cock in me,” he begged, his cheek pressed against the floor while he arched his back. “I need you to fuck your boy’s jock ass.”
He knew I was an ass worshiper. It hadn’t taken long to discover that once he’d introduced me to butt play and penetration. And because Hayes had a small, athletic ass with two round cheeks that I could hold in each palm, I wanted him every day of the week.
I crawled to the bed and reached for the lube. “Someone’s getting railed today, boy,” I mouthed off. “You surprised me with the offer ofmiddle-of-the-dayass and now you’re gonna pay, boy.”
“Promise?” he moaned, pushing his ass back and grinding against me. “Less talk and more action,” he added, attempting to get me riled up. He knew I liked things on the rough side when it came to sex. I saved the tenderness for before and after.
“Look at this,” I demanded, slapping an ass cheek to get his attention. He lifted his head and turned around while I jacked my lubed up cock in a show of dominance. “You think you can handle all this?” I teased. “And just so you know, I’m not playing nice with this jock ass of yours, you little cock tease.”
Hayes instinctively knew what got me off mentally and he also knew the more amped I got the wilder the sex would be; and I’d learned that he also liked things a tad on the wild and nasty side. “Your cock is so big, baby. I’m not sure I can handle that much cock.”
I slapped his ass twice and lubed my fingers well before pressing against his resistance and applying lube inside of him and generously over my swollen dick. “Open up, boy. Let your man use this hole.” I pulled the jock’s straps and got off on the visual of my little boy all strapped up in a manly jock. The locker room visual appeal only added to my heat.
I pulled two fingers out of his asshole and lined my dick up, pushing the huge head until he gave in and welcomed me inside. I left the tip in and didn’t move further until he relaxed because I knew that was the hardest part. Feeding him more dick would be easier once he got more comfortable. I noticed him reaching for his erection and stroking it to return his focus on the pleasure of being fucked by his man.
I slowly buried my cock in him and then held it deep while he caught up with my pace. “That’s hot, baby boy,” I growled. “So fucking hot with your jock on.” I pulled my cock out, leaving only the tip before driving deeper. I repeated the motion over and over until I noticed Hayes moving his hips and pushing back so he could take all of me in him. “Fuck yeah!” I yelled. “Holy fuck, boy. Work my dick.”
I grabbed the waistband of the jock and yanked him back to me, twisting the band in my hand and riding his ass like a bull rider. I furiously pumped into him and he tossed his head back, my cue to grab his hair and pull hard. I had his hair and the waistband firmly in my hands slamming into his asshole hard.
“Harder,” he grunted through gritted teeth. “Work me over, stud.”
Like me, Hayes went into a zone of pure desire when we made love. I’d mentioned once that labeling our rambunctious sex acts as making love seemed odd, but he said he loved how in sync and comfortable we were using each other to fulfill our deepest fantasies.“Our love is what makes the sex so hot, baby,”he’d stated.
I let go of his jock and grabbed his hips, pulling him back with force as I used his ass for my satisfaction. “Fuuuccckkk!” I groaned deeply, driving into him faster and harder.
“Deeper,” he begged. “Fuck me harder, stud!”
I reached around his chest and pulled him back until his back was against my chest and he sat on my lap. His ass rested on my cock as I lifted him up and down. He threw his head back onto my shoulder while I rubbed his chest and worked my cock deeper due to the angle. His knees were on each side of my folded legs while I tweaked his nipples.
“Wreck my nipples baby,” he begged.
I kept one arm around his waist to keep him on my dick while I twisted on his nipple. He ground on my dick, lifting almost completely off before slamming his ass down and taking every thick inch I could share.
I kept twisting. “Oh, fuck,” he moaned, breathing hard and grinding his ass as his back arched forward.“Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!”he yelled. He was losing his shit as his orgasm built. He’d found his internal hot spot and was directing my cock to hit his prostate with every move of his hips.
I grabbed his cock and began to stroke him in tandem to his riding my dick. His cock was rock solid and dripping with the precum I fucked out of him. I leaned into his ear. “Fuck your man’s dick, boy. Use my dick for your nasty, jock-assed needs.”
Hayes bucked wildly as the electrical current from his prostate overtook him. With me twisting his nipple and jacking him off, he was Jell-O in my hands. I controlled his pleasure. I gave him what he needed, and he was my little man. “Oh, Jesus!” he cried, convulsing as his load blasted from his cock.
I held him close and kept pumping into him while I stroked his dick. He leaned forward, placing his hands on my thighs and bouncing on my dick, his ass clenched down on it as he milked my load. “Fuuuccckkk!” I cried. “Don’t stop, boy. Keep milking your man’s dick.” I held his hips and pumped my last drop of pleasure into him, rolling us on our sides and still filling him with cock. “Oh, shit fuck!” I gasped as one final surge of pleasure erupted from my dick.
We were spent and laying limp when I pulled out of him and rolled him on to me. Our mouths crashed together and we kissed through our violent breathing. After several minutes past the allotted fifteen, he rolled off of me and we laid side by side. “So tell me, stud. Was it the jock?” he asked, laughing.
I gave him my bestare you kidding melook. “Let’s see,” I began. “The jock. Your insanely hot ass. My overwhelming desire to be in said ass. I could go on if you’d like,” I added.
“And what about loving me?” he asked.
