Summer at the Cabin with Ron

This was our fourth day at the cabin and we'd managed a lot of throwing out and cleaning up over the past three days, but I wasn't sure how much help I'd be today.

When I got up this morning to go to the bathroom, my arse and thighs were sore and I found myself walking very carefully.

Looks like I was feeling the after effects of having my arse pounded by Ron's massive cock for three nights in a row, leaving me hobbling around.

When Ron saw how I was, he laughed at first, but then showed concern.

"Are you ok, Danny? Have I broken you?"

"No I'm fine really, maybe just need to take it a bit easier today."

So I cleaned down the walls in the second bedroom, which was now empty, while Ron took the old kitchen units apart and threw them out, ready for the new kitchen, which was arriving tomorrow.

At the end of the day, we went for our usual dip in the loch and the cold water felt good, soothing the fire in my arse hole and my aching legs.

When bedtime came, although Ron was already semi hard when he undressed, he came across and patted my bum.

"Maybe we should take a raincheck tonight."

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with my mouth. I can suck you off if you want."

As I sucked on his cock, it was still frustrating me that I couldn't manage the whole thing, when I remembered something I'd seen in a porn video once.

I came off him and lay down on my back with my head hanging over the end of the bed.

"Here, try this."

I opened my mouth wide, ready for him. He walked over and slowly fed me his hard salami of a cock, till the whole thing was down my throat and my face was covered by his ball sack, his nuts resting on my forehead.

A low groan escaped from his lips.

"That feels so good."

He began moving his hips, his cock sliding in and out of my mouth, his knob end hitting my tonsils as it travelled down my throat.

This was just heaven and all I wanted was to lie there and let Ron use my mouth to get off.

He thrust deeper into me and I made an involuntary moan, so overwhelmed at being dominated by his huge cock.

"Are you still okay, Danny?"

I gave a double thumbs up sign, which he took as a signal to speed up his assault of my throat and began to face fuck me, his ballsack slapping against my forehead, the hairs on the underside of his cock tickling my nose.

He kept up the same pace for about 10 mins, as I breathed in the smell of him and felt the weight of his balls on my nose.

"Get ready, I'm going to cum anytime soon."

I made a strangled noise deep down inside at the thought of the load I'd be getting and gripped on to the sheet, determined that I wasn't going to choke.

I felt his balls tighten against my face and he exploded in my mouth, huge jets of cum filling my throat, hot and thick, sliding down on it's way to my stomach.

There was so much of it, flooding my mouth, trickling slowly out and over my face, till with one final jerk of his cock, he'd emptied his balls into me.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and helped me sit up.

I took a deep breath and licked my lips. That had been so hot, like nothing I'd experienced before, but something I'd definitely be doing again.

Ron obviously thought the same, he was standing there in front of me his cock softening but still impressive, the last drops of cum glistening on the tip, with a huge grin on his face.

"Where have you been all my life, Danny boy? That was fucking amazing."

"Amazing this end as well."

I got on my knees and licked that last few drops of cum off his cock then gave him a final suck before standing up.

Ron leaned forward and just for a moment I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead he licked the cum off the side of my face.

"There, that's you cleaned up as well."

We settled down for the night, me with the taste of Ron's cum still in my mouth and looking forward to tomorrow.

Next morning, I was almost back to normal, so when a huge skip arrived first thing, I was able to do my share of chucking all the old and broken furniture into it.

After lunch, the new kitchen units arrived which we stacked in one corner. There was also a new fridge which meant we could stop living on pasta and stuff out of tins.

After that, Ron thought we'd done enough for one day, so we cleaned up in the lake, threw on some clothes and drove to the nearest supermarket to stock up.

He left me to choose salad veg and went off to get something. When I reached the end of the aisle, I could see him at the pharmacy counter, being handed a small bag. When he returned, nothing was said, so I didn't ask, thinking it might be something personal.

On the way back we stopped for fish and chips, which we took home and ate on the verandah.

Later on, the whisky bottle came out and we sat enjoying a glass in the evening sun, a companionable silence between us.

Ron had his top off as usual, showing me his muscley upper body and flat stomach, while I was happy to sit there admiring him. I loved how his skin glowed in the setting sun, with his large nipples popping up and a sheen of sweat in the cleft between his pecs. My eyes travelled down over his six pack to his low slung jeans, where his cock was filling out the front of them and the fly buttons were strained by his package.

He looked in my direction and smiled.

"What do you think about hitting the hay?"

I agreed and as we stood up, he patted my behind.

"So how's my favourite hole tonight?"

"All rested and good to go, I think."

"Ok, let's find out."

That was enough to get my hole twitching with anticipation, as I almost ran to the bedroom, Ron's laughter following me as I went.

I stripped off and lay face down on the bed to watch Ron get undressed. He dropped his jeans, revealing his bulging briefs, barely able to cover his package, then they also came off, his python of a cock springing upwards and hitting his belly.

He opened the bedside drawer, took out a small bottle and squeezed some gel on to his fingers, then handed it to me.

"Put some of this stuff on my cock, there's a good lad."

So that's what he'd been doing at the pharmacy.

I massaged some of the gel along the length of his shaft, loving how slippery it made his cock feel.

Meanwhile Ron was using his fingers to work some of it into my hole, till he had four fingers inside me, stretching me open.

He climbed on top of me and lined his cock up with my hole and pushed, slowly lowering himself down till he was balls deep in my arse, his body lying on mine.

"Easier?"

"Yeah, that feels great."

I used my muscles to squeeze his hard rod a few times and I heard a chuckle behind me.

"Ok, ok, patience."

He raised himself up, then thrust back into me, slamming his cock up my arse, filling me and using my hole for his pleasure.

Although the stuff he'd bought made it more comfortable, my back passage was still taking a hammering, as he drove into me, faster and faster, his big salami of a cock sliding in and out of my hole, his body banging my arse cheeks and squashing me into the bed.

He carried on drilling my arse and despite the punishment it was taking, i was loving every minute of being used like this. Having a cock like Ron's fucking my hole, was beyond any man's I'd had before and I realised that this what I'd always needed, to be stuffed with a massive piece of meat and rammed till I couldn't walk.

He was fucking at full speed now, with short fast thrusts inside me and I was going crazy underneath him.

"Give it to me, Ron. Give me your seed in my hole."

One big thrust later, he cried out as his cock jerked inside me, sending his massive load shooting up me, the hot liquid warming my insides, satisfying me, till he lay quiet on top of me, his heart beating fast.

That had been so intense that we had to lie like that till both of us calmed down.

Ron rolled off me and patted my behind.

"That was great, Danny boy."

He went to wash his cock, then I followed to clean myself up. When I came back to the bedroom he was lying in bed waiting for me, his arm outstretched.

"Come here you."

I got in close beside him and he put his arm around me.

"You know what, you're the best fuck I've ever had, Danny boy. Thanks."

He put his hand on my head and switched out the light. In no time at all his breathing changed as he drifted off to sleep.

I lay thinking about the fuck we'd just shared and I didn't care how sore I was tomorrow, it had so been worth it.