Thank you for the support so far, guys! This is now the third chapter and the big sex scene I've been teasing about. I hope it pays off well and I hope you will enjoy it as much as Alan enjoys making Calum cheat! Let me know what you think!
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Calum laid down on the bed. The gorgeous twink now took in the situation he was in; laying naked on some frat boy's bed while a hung stud who wasn't his boyfriend was hovering over him, ready to fuck him good; better than his boyfriend could if Alan's promise was to be trusted. Calum was eager to find out how truthful that claim was.
Alan grinned, his hand reaching for the lube bottle on the nightstand. He squirted a generous amount onto his fingers, warming it between his hands before reaching between Calum's legs.
"I know you're not used to something as big as my cock... to be fair,
nobody was
... so you'll need to get nice and loose for me," Alan moved his fingers, circling Calum's tight hole. "Don't worry, I'll get you ready."
As Alan began to prep him, Calum reached for the bottle himself and squirted some lube on his own hand. The hot boyfriend reached for the giant swinging tool that looked ready to bludgeon someone to death. "
Fuck
..." he breathed quietly, feeling the sheer weight of it. He couldn't imagine being stretched open by such a weapon. How would that even feel like...
Alan groaned when he felt Calum's small hand wrapped around his massive cock. Calum's fingers were barely able to meet around the thick girth and he instinctively thrusted himself forward in Calum's hand. His hips weren't the only one, as his fingers, too, started to thrust inside Calum's tender hole, pushing past its tight ring muscle and started to probe around his insides. Alan was pleasantly surprised when he found Calum squeaky clean and a grin formed in his face.
"Someone has prepped up, I see," he said playfully, wiggling his eyebrows.
Calum felt his cheeks reddened. He tried not to look too long at Alan's playful eyes when he replied, "Yeah, I did. It was
for my boyfriend
."
His words were supposed to warn Alan off; reminding the jock that Calum wasn't
his
, but it only affected
himself
with even more hot lust as he, once again, was reminded that he was cheating on Dean. He couldn't explain why, but the cheating made the situation even hotter, and he already had a hot stud fingering him!
It also seemed to have the same effects on Alan, as the jock's smirk only got darker hearing what Calum said. "Well then, let's not let all that prep time go to waste, then," he said, winking at the twink right before he applied even more lube on his fingers to really open and lube Calum's asshole up.
Calum, meanwhile, stroked Alan's cock with slow, deliberate motions. He took his time marveling every inch of that monster. His mind was still in disbelief at the sheer size of it. It still didn't feel
real
, despite the fact that he had experienced firsthand how much this cock had stretched and invaded his throat. With every stroke, Calum felt himself getting more impatient at the prospect of getting fucked by this monster.
"Alan," Calum panted, his hips rocking back onto Alan's fingers. "I'm ready. Please, I need your cock."
At Calum's plea, Alan's eyes glew with lust. His fingers sank deeper into Calum's tight hole and he felt how it massaged them. He was getting impatient as well with the thought of Calum's tightness wrapped around his cock. He imagined the incredible feeling he would feel once he buried his cock inside Calum's warm tight hole, feeling Calum's silky smooth insides around him.
He pulled his fingers out, grabbing the bottle to coat his fingers with even more lube. Calum felt
tight
, one of the tightest he had felt up so far, so they would need all the support they could get. He applied some more lube into Calum's ass before sliding back to lube up his own cock. Calum's hand fell away as Alan positioned himself between the blonde's spread legs.
After they were both satisfied with the amount of lube, Alan set his phone timer for five hours. The device was then put on the nightstand beside the table. The alarm would blast off at 4 AM to signal the end of their marathon fuck session. That is, if Alan weren't just boasting about it and could keep the end of his promise.
"Are you ready, baby?" Alan asked, lining his cock up with Calum's hole. "Because once I start, I'm not stopping until that timer goes off."
Calum thought about it. Even if Alan were to be successful in fucking him for five hours, can Calum survive it? Or will he pass out long before the timer stops? Well, one way to find out...
Calum silently nodded. He lifted his ass up a little bit to give the jock an easier angle to slide in forward and spread his legs wider. With that, Alan pushed forward, the head of his cock finally breaching Calum's tight entrance.
But before he thrusted
in
, Alan's gaze flicked down to Calum's hard, leaking cock one last time. "You sure you don't need me to take care of that for you, baby?" he asked teasingly. "I don't mind giving head."
Calum shook his head, his cheeks flushing, but he found a confidence within him to respond, "You're trying to cheat again, Alan? You said you can make me cum with just your cock. Are you afraid you can't back up your claims?"
Alan shook his head, laughing. "I'm not afraid of anything," There were no signs of him being defensive. Rather, he sounded so cocksure. "I'm just saying; when it comes down to it, I don't mind doing anything to please my partners, you know? As I said, I don't just do this for my ego. But I just know my real talent is at
fucking.
"
Somehow Calum felt the heat in his body heightened at Alan's words. The jock was so sure of himself, and the confidence alone was enough to make Calum want to just drop down on his massive dick. "I'm a total bottom," he said, his voice breathy. "My pleasure comes from pleasuring cocks. I don't need my cock... ughh... sucked or fucked."
Alan's cock twitched again. The idea of Calum being a total bottom made so much sense. After all, that was exactly how he had pictured Calum as on the many times he had masturbated to the thought of him. Oh, Alan had a lot of fantasies about Calum and he was looking forward to finding out if the twink could live up to them. In a way, this night was about proving themselves to each other. The difference between them was that Calum wasn't even aware of the expectations put upon him.
"Fuck, that's hot," Alan groaned, his hips snapping forward, at last thrusting his cock hard enough to stretch Calum's tight entrance. "You're going to be my perfect little fuck toy, aren't you?"
Calum couldn't answer, because on the very first push, Alan's massive cock already stretched the entrance of Calum's hole to its limit, and the twink could only scream at the sudden invading sensation. "AAAHHHHH!" he cried out, his back arching off the bed, his fingers scrambling for purchase on Alan's muscular arms.
Alan paused, giving Calum and himself a moment to adjust to the overwhelming sensation. "Shhhh, baby," he leaned down to Calum's ear. "You can take it.
Fuck, you're tight
. You're doing so good."
He began to move, slowly at first. His hips moved in deliberately slow motion to make sure Calum could feel every veins of his cock stretching him open. Calum's scream gradually morphed into a series of high-pitched moans, his body shaking with the intensity of the pain. The pain was so
sharp
that not only his hole was feeling it, but also his entire body. With his entire body shaking from the sensation, the pain quickly shifted to pleasure that quickly overtook his senses. "Oh god...oh god... oh GODDDDD," he chanted, his eyes rolling back in his head.
Alan picked up his pace, too eager himself to feel this fuck in its full form. He couldn't help but feel his ego stroked, seeing Calum quickly losing control of himself like this.
Even more luckily for him, his ego wasn't the only thing getting stroked here. Alan's mind was blown by the sensation of Calum's tight, velvety heat enveloping his cock. Even with only half of his massive length inside the blonde, the feeling was already incredible. Calum's walls gripped him like a fist, squeezing and pulsing around his shaft like nothing ever did before. It was clear to Alan that Calum had an ass that was made to be
fucked
.
"Oh fuck," Alan groaned, his face above Calum's moaning face, his mouth so close to Calum's neck. "Your ass feels so fucking good. I've never felt anything like this before."
Alan continued thrusting and each time they got harder and faster. It didn't take long until the room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin in a furious rhythm and the combination of both their pleasured moans. Alan's balls slapped against Calum's taint with each thrust, the twink's legs were now wrapped tightly around his lower back as he attempted to lift his ass up in position where Alan could slam into him. Calum didn't know what else to do other than to hold on to the intense onslaught. Alan could feel Calum's hard cock pressing against his abs, leaking precum and leaving a sticky trail on his skin.
"Ah God... It's so... It's so deep...! I've never... never been fucked this deep. You're so big! SO FUCKING BIG," Calum cried out.
Alan looked down at him. Their eyes barely met with how Calum's head kept bouncing from the force of Alan's thrusts. Alan still held himself up by his strong arms, focusing on feeling the blond twink's hole stretching around his thick shaft and the tight ring gripping him like a vice as the smaller guy below him kept crying out loud.
What Calum said was true. Alan had only managed to get a little more than half of his enormous cock inside, but it was already the deepest anyone had thrusted into Calum. Calum basically felt his insides getting turned inside out, especially with the way Alan expertly angled his cock to hit his prostate that made him almost jump up in pleasure.
