Welcome To So Called Reality
After knowing Samuel for 13 entire years, it looks like you'll finally get to explore his body; you've been dreaming about this for almost a decade. He's 6'2 with green eyes, pale skin, with dark rustic brown hair. His lips, the palms of his hands, and the soles of his feet are a rich fleshy pink. He works out twice a week and keeps a casual diet, but he doesn't even have a 2 pack though. Don't misunderstand, he's somewhat toned, but, you've criticized him in the past for not being extensively athletic as you are. When you both played football your senior year of high school he had a 6 pack and worked out 5 times a week with you to maintain it.
Now he focuses more and more on work and his social life, after graduating college he almost makes 6 figures. He's also the kindest, most caring, and most optimistic person you know. He makes time for people, he doesn't judge people for not being fit or athletic, not even in the bedroom. While you are a total size queen and exclusively hit it with fit men. If someone isn't 7 inches or more you're not interested.
You, on the other hand, dedicate 5 days a week to the gym and maintain a very strict diet 6 days a week. Your caramel Puerto Rican skin is quite the contrast with Samuel's pale skin. You're 6'3, have fair brown eyes, you have size 12 and a half feet while he has size 13 feet, but you have a 6-pack from dedication and consistency. You also share pink lips, palms of your hands, and soles of your feet. You only have a sexual interest in guys at least with 2 packs, but you have always made a special case for Samuel however. You've had a fitness YouTube channel since 16, and now 25 you have more than 600,000 subscribers, you complained to Samuel to better himself physically while he wanted you to better yourself education-wise. Lastly, you've known each other since 13, now you're both 25.
It's a cool autumn evening, almost 5 pm, you're putting on black dress pants, the outline of your huge flaccid cock plus your fat ass has filled the pants. You put on a magenta button-down shirt with a violet tie. This is the night; when Samuel will breed you, he'll make love to you, and when you two will finally be a couple. You've wanted him for years and years now, however, he has refused to let you sleep with him for a good 6 years now. He's always had a rule for not dating or going after close friends sexually.
Our one friend Jeremy somehow doesn't apply to his rule though. Jeremy is a slob, he's 5'10 and 220lbs. He's not pale as Samuel and has blonde hair and deep blue eyes. You always laughed at the sight of his Hershey kiss nipples and someone his height wearing an XL shirt size. You can't deny he has a plump round ass though and is a caring loving person like Samuel. But he has a backbone, if he would shut his mouth for once and let your 8-inch uncut Puerto Rican cock breed him you'd be a bit closer. It's infuriating that he's mentioned making love to Samuel a few times and that he bred him so well. But it doesn't matter, you put on your black dress socks, and put on your tan dress shoes.
You grab your key then your phone from a charger and leave your apartment. You go to your bright red pickup truck; Samuel has finally agreed to have a date with you. You both are going to have a luxurious steak dinner with red wine in his apartment. You know you're going to get into his pants tonight, it's guaranteed, the excitement in your gut is driving you crazy. Samuel even told you to bring a backpack of clothes for tonight because you'll be too drunk and tipsy to drive home.
You've arrived at his apartment; your heart is beating fast as a professional percussionist playing the snare drum. You spent 2 hours cleaning out and wasted $80 on ludicrously expensive cologne that had this unique bourbon smell. But it's all worth it. You step on his welcome mat that says "Hello, Friend", then you knock 3 times. Samuel comes out with a sky-blue dress shirt, black tie, khakis, and a big warm smile directed at you.
"Hey Danny, come right in and take your shoes off," Samuel said with a huge smile.
"Are you not going to give your guest a hug?" You replied with a grin.
"I was getting to that! Samuel said as he leaned in to hug you.
The warmth of his body felt amazing, this was easily the most intimate hug you two have ever shared. Then he leaned in for a kiss, this was no friendly kiss, the kiss had a substantial amount of tongue and lust in it, that was the first time you both have kissed. Before you could kiss him back with a big wet French kiss he stepped back.
"Well come in, it's chilly out there, it's like 40 degrees out there." He said with a smirk.
You walk in and then shut the door, you immediately take off your tan dress shoes and lay them beside the door neatly. Samuel retreated to the kitchen and started preparing the plates of food. The food smells magnificent.
"Oh, by the way, you smell goddamn good," Samuel said as he was preparing the food.
"Thanks, it was some overpriced Italian shit." You laughed.
"I doubt it's that overpriced, definingly grabbed my attention; take a seat man, relax," Samuel responded.
You sit down in a birch wood chair and place your elbows on the dining table. Your nerves are getting the better of you, you're anxious. Samuel comes over to the table with 2 plates. After he places the food down he grabs his hand to reassure you, everything will be all right.
"Steak with herb butter, roasted garlic potatoes and carrots, cauliflower purée, and peach Moscato," Samuel said as he sat across from you.
"Well thank you, Chef Samuel Rogers." You replied with a huge smile.
You both laughed and began to eat, you stuffed your face, this is the first food you'd had all day besides a protein shake. You starved yourself all evening to the bottom for him. You were on your third glass of Moscato and got another serving of potatoes and carrots.
"I'm surprised you ate and drank so much, you have a pretty strict diet, Danny," Samuel said with a surprised face.
"I'm just enjoying this amazing dinner you prepared, can't I go off my diet every once in a while?" You responded.
"Of course! I enjoy seeing you be well-fed but make sure you save room for dessert. Red velvet cake, and maybe we watch a movie." Samuel replied.
"That's not what I'm having for dessert dude." You said with a smirk.
"Um, that's what I made, Danny, I spent a lot of time and effort on that and you said you wanted red velvet cake for dessert," Samuel said with a not-very amused face.
"The only thing I want for dessert is that big white cock; of course, after I worship those big beautiful feet, suck on those nipples, tongue fuck you, and kiss all over your body." You said with a dirt grin.
Samuel had a look of dread and seemed uncomfortable with the response you just gave him, the thing is, you were being completely serious. you want to taste every bit of his body, you wanted to make love with him, you wanted to fill both your naked bodies pressed against each other all night long, and finally, you wanted him to breed you. Ever since that initial hug you have had a semi-hard-on in your pants all night. There is just awkward silence now, he's staring at you directly in the eyes.
"You um, you're being serious, wow. So, you think I have a big white cock between my legs? And you really want to worship my whole body like that? You know, that one night after the last football game of our senior year I did want to sleep with you, I jerked off three times that night. Thinking about you and that I wasn't good enough for you. You just have high standards when it comes to guys, you know." Samuel said with a serious face accompanied by an awkward smile.
"let's go to the bedroom, to get comfier." You replied.
"Wait, I'm serious dude, I've heard so many people flat-out say you're a size queen, I don't think I'll make you happy or impress you down there. I think you're just drunk and horny" Samuel responded with a concerned expression.
You got up and then walked over to Samuel, your face was directly in Infront of his. You thrust your tongue towards him and start making out vigorously. Both of your tongues are wrestling now. You grab him by the hand then go to his bedroom. You push him on the bed, then get directly on top of him and start grinding against his body, as you both continue to make out. You then begin to kiss and suck all over his neck. Giving him a few hickeys in the process, Samuel was moaning so loud that you went even harder on him. You begin to unbutton his sky-blue dress shirt. Before it's completely off you lick and kiss all over his chest and stomach.
Your lips attach to his right nipple as you begin to suck and lick his nipples. Samuel's moaning hasn't died down, his head is leaned back and his eyes are closed, he's in complete pleasure. He then takes off your shirt and goes for your pants immediately. He unbuttons your pants, pulls them down, and rips off your socks. He's kissing your underwear that's holding in your throbbing monster erection that is leaking so much precum that it's forming a 2-inch stain. Before he pulls down your underwear you flip him on his back and rip off his pant and socks. Your face dives into the meaty soles of his size 13 feet.
The smell of them alone is making you even harder; you begin to kiss the center of his sole, then it becomes tongue kissing, and the next thing you know you're sucking his toes as he moans in pleasure. You begin to kiss his ankle then his inner thighs. Before you can whip out his cock he jumps up then flips you on your back, he instead whips out your monster cock. He's on his stomach while you're resting on two pillows with your legs wide open.
"Jesus fuck, you're fucking massive," Samuel said with a shocked face.