All you told me was that you had something special in store for tonight, and that it would blow my mind. When you called and said I should get ready for it, you'd told me to take a shower and make sure I was clean. Clean from top to bottom, you said. Spic and span, you said. You wanted me to wait for you to come home; to wait for you in the bedroom, nude and with the lights out. You said it would all make sense later, to just wait for it. You said it would be worth it.
But now I've been waiting for it for over an hour and I keep glancing at the clock on your dresser and wondering where you are. Usually when you come home from work you get here right after six so I made sure I was ready for you then, but now it's almost eight and there's no sign of anyone. Just me, alone at home and waiting naked and cold in the bedroom. I'm starting to get a little nervous but I'm not sure how much of that is from your being late or from the uncertainty of what you have in store.
Finally though, just as I'm about to give up hope, it's exactly eight o'clock when I hear the front door open downstairs and I hear your footsteps walking down the hallway toward the bedroom door. I look up from the bed where I've been waiting and there you are, standing in the doorway and silhouetted by the hallway light, the curve of your hips creating a delightful shape in the glare and the tilt of your head inquisitive, spurring my curiosity as well.
"Are you ready, then?"
Of course I am. I've been lying here on the bed nude for an hour and a half waiting patiently. Just waiting to see what you might have in store for me tonight, what could be worth the suspense.
"I have to get ready. It'll only be a while longer. I promise."
You're gone as quickly as you arrived and you shut the door behind you, leaving me in the dark to wonder a while longer at what you have in mind. After about ten minutes of hearing rustling in the guest bedroom down the hall I start to pace, my cock hanging limply before me and my arms crossed, a little annoyed and a little afraid. I can hear something going on in there and I'm nervous. Finally, the door opens and I hear your voice again.
"Stop. Stay where you are and close your eyes."
I'm facing away from the door but I can see there's still light coming from the hallway. I can't see you but I close my eyes anyway and wait. I try my best to focus on nothing at all as I hear you walk towards me but then, when I feel arms wrap around my chest, they aren't yours.
Whoever it is, they're taller than you and with a start I realize they're taller than me. Taller and with more hair on the forearms which are wrapping around my chest as I come to realize that the body pressing against my back is flat and hard. Hard like the long, wide warmth I feel pressed against my lower back. Warm and pulsing, that hard, long thing presses between us and I know what it is. It feels like it reaches half way to my shoulders and I shiver. I know that it's far, far larger than my own and I am afraid.
But those arms are tender and one of the hands reaches down to gently caress my own hardening shaft while the other begins to pinch one of my nipples as his lips find my neck, gently nibbling and sucking there as I become fully erect, my cock feeling as if it's about to burst.
I'm so wrapped up in the feeling of this large warm body pressed against me and the pulsing thing between us that it takes me a while to realize you're on your knees before me, licking the tip of my cock and swallowing the dollops of precum that he's stroking out of me. You're smiling up at me while you do and I see that the hand there is larger than mine and it guides my cock into your mouth.
I close my eyes again as I feel the hand pull away and my cock slide down your throat. Soon your nose is buried in my thatch as his hands play with my nipples again, gently sliding over my stomach and my chest, tickling the hairs there. Again, I'm distracted by his hands and I barely notice that you're touching me too, sliding your hands over my ass cheeks and massaging them there, occasionally grazing a finger through my crack and sending a shiver down my spine.
I keep my eyes closed as he teases my nipple and one of his hands leaves my chest to join you on my ass, gripping one cheek firmly and squeezing it as you pull your hands away to play with my balls and stroke the base of my cock gently. I feel that shape pressed against my back pulse and shake between me and the stranger and it feels even better than the tip of your tongue on the head of my cock.
He's still nibbling on my neck though while you bob on my cock and I look down as you pull your mouth away to see your fingers dip across your tongue, pulling a giant dollop of your saliva and my own precum from your mouth before reaching back and slathering it against my ass, working it down against my hole and massaging it as you slide me back into your mouth.
He's spreading my ass cheeks for you as you begin to slip your fingers into me gently, just the one at first, sliding it in tenderly and cautiously, watching my face above you. I'm lost in the feelings though and while I'm lost he pulls my head back and I feel his lips press into mine as he pulls his body away slightly, his giant cock sliding against my back and spreading wet streak he's left there. It seems his own cock is leaking even more precum than mine and there's no one to lick it up. Suddenly I have the urge to do it myself.
But you're bobbing away on me and I can feel his precum start to dribble down to the top of my ass as two of your fingers are sliding in there when he pushes me down. As I fall against you we both land on the floor but my cock never leaves your mouth and your fingers never leave my ass. You land on your back and I'm above you on my hands and knees as you keep sucking me and fingering me like nothing's happened but he's pulled away from me.