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Mike and I have always had a strong connection. What can I say about the boy next door? I've been in love with him since I was thirteen. I never imagined that he would mine at nineteen. So many thoughts and emotions come along with finally being with the man of my dreams. We talked a great deal about what it meant to change the status of our already established relationship and what it meant going forward. We both decided to proceed. We didn't want there to be doubt looming over us because we didn't take this chance.
I wasn't a virgin in the traditional sense when Mike and I got together, but he is the one whom I consider to have taken my virginity, and I've had to adjust to my new role as a bottom. He took me the first time just over three months ago on my 19th birthday, after we secretly dated long distance for three months, while I was away at school.
Now that I'm back home for the summer, we can't keep our hands off each other. We've made love almost every day, sometimes twice a day, and in every imaginable position. However, there are times when it's not making love, but a primal desire for a long, deep, and hard fucking.
Mike has an insatiable sexual appetite, which I'm more than willing to help him satisfy, but his stamina is insane. He laughed when I told him the porn industry would love him for his ability to get hard at the drop of a hat, even after he's come just moments before. There are times when I wish his battery wouldn't recharge so quickly, if only to give myself a chance to recover, but other than those rare times, it's a fucking turn on to me.
I love everything about him. I accept him faults and all, except for one thing...
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The smell of sex hangs heavily in the air and it's intoxicating. The sound of skin on skin and moans fill the room.
Today, we've already had sex twice, and are currently in the midst of number three.
I know having his body on top of mine, pressing it deeper into the mattress is supposed to be wrong and feel wrong, but it doesn't, it feels so right. I love feeling his warm breath on my neck, and to hear his deep moans, feeling his muscles flex in his back as I hold onto him. I especially love his thick, hard cock as he lovingly fucks me in to another mind-blowing oblivion. Our panting breaths are in perfect sync. I fist his short, brown locks pulling him in for a feverish kiss.
"Shit, baby, your ass is so tight. You're gonna make me come again," Mike announces. Our eyes lock, I try to speak, but I can't because it feels too good. He whispers, "You're all mine. Nobody else gets to have you. Say it. Tell me, you're all mine."
He releases my legs, grabs my wrists, pulls them above my head, interlaces our fingers, and with a sharp snap of his hip, I cry out with a mix of pain and pleasure. "I'm all yours. It's only you. There's nobody else, baby," I whisper breathlessly.
From then on, I can only emit a low sustained whimper, as he continues to drill me. Less than thirty seconds later, Mike's guttural breathing fills the room, while he spasms uncontrollably with erratic thrusts, calling out my name, and collapsing on top of me.
I wrap my long legs around him and roll my hips wanting his still rigid cock to hit my sweet spot because I want to come so badly. Mike sensing my urgency, props himself up clumsily, and thrusts deep and hard inside me. My mouth is agape as he continues to graze my sensitive gland with nearly every thrust.
"Oh my god, right there, baby, don't stop," I plead, clawing up his back, and he hisses. My hands continue their journey gripping his hair firmly in my fists. His head falls to my shoulder and his teeth sink in to the sensitive spot of my neck. I reach down grabbing my hard cock and feverishly beat off. I murmur repeatedly, "You're gonna make me come."
I shudder beneath him, claiming his lips, as my orgasm rips through my entire body, both of our moans smothered by our kiss. My warm release sprays all over my chest. I wrench my mouth from his; throwing my head back against the pillow while clutching the sheets in my hands. My throbbing hole continually clenches onto the still hard invader inside me. I love coming with Mike buried deep in me. It's a pleasure that's hard to describe, but the closest word: extraordinary.
Mike's partial weight lying on top of me makes it hard to get air. "I can't breathe."
"Shit, Jase, I'm sorry." He gives me a quick kiss on the neck before rolling from atop me. I whimper involuntarily at the sensation of his cock sliding out of me. His latest release slowly trickles out; I clench and drop my legs not wanting to lose any more of his essence.
"Damn!" I exclaim looking down at the splattered cum on my chest and rub it in. He takes my hand and licks it clean making me laugh.
Mike chuckles. He props himself on his knees and slowly strokes his semi-flaccid cock. "You alright, baby?"
Euphoria courses through my body. I smile, closing my eyes, and tell him, "Mm-hmm, that was the best one yet."
"Jase, open your eyes," he beckons softly.
I shake my head. "Not yet. Let me enjoy this for a minute."
"C'mon, baby, open your eyes!" Mike's hand rests against the spot he bit on my neck. The bed shifts when he leans forward to lick the spot gingerly. Goose bumps develop from that simple maneuver, and I tremble.
I look straight into his warm amber eyes. "There. They're open. Are you happy?"
"Yes, because I have something to say to you."
"What?" My hand moves along his thigh.
"I love you," Mike states, looking affectionately into my hazel eyes, his large hands caress over my sweaty body up to my face, skimming over my full bottom lip before smoothing back my unruly blond hair. He rolls onto his side, pulls me with him, and runs his hands down my back to cup my toned ass. When he kisses me, I melt into him.
I whisper against his lips, "I love you too." Mike nuzzles in closer to my neck and he sighs. I rub my cheek against his. I laugh at the feel of our stubble scratching together. "I didn't touch myself until the end, you made me come hard."
A shit-eating grin spreads across his face when he pulls back to look at me. "What can I say, I know how to fuck."
He licks the shell of my ear and nibbles on the lobe. I arch instinctively into his body. I mutter, "Yeah, you do." I lean in, latching my lips onto my favorite spot on his neck, and I begin to suck hungrily. Mike gasps and grinds against me.
"Jase, come on, no hickeys!" He laughs trying to pry my mouth from his neck. "I won't be able to explain why I have one."
My lips travel seductively across his neck. "Why not, you marked me."
"Come on. I didn't mean to. I got lost in the moment," he moans when I flick my tongue just under his ear.
"How about I leave my mark where only I'll see it?"
I straddle Mike with his cock nestled nicely between my ass cheeks. Rolling my hips elicits a sharp groan from him. His massive hands instinctively grip my waist to grind our hips together. Biting my bottom lip does not mask my soft whimpers at feeling him harden under me. Slinking further down, I draw a line with my tongue down his neck into the light groves of his abs making him squirm beneath me. He inhales each time I suck and bite his nipples down to the fleshy part of his hip. When I reach my destination, I take him wholly into my salivating mouth, and can taste a mixture of us both on his beautiful stiffening tool. I wonder if it's possible to fall in love with a body part. If it is, then I'm most certainly am in love with his dick. I should have it declared one of 'The Wonders of The World".
"Jason," he mewls bringing me back to the moment. His head turns to the side and his mouth tightens before moaning. He undulates slowly meeting the bob of my head with his thrusts. He grips the sides of my head firmly. Our eyes lock, he licks his lips, and blows out a slow breath. It's not long before I'm swallowing the small load he shoots into my mouth. This is the fourth time today he's come today, and it surprises me he still had anything to shoot. He runs his thumb over my lips. I lick it before playfully sucking and releasing it with a loud pop. "Shit, baby, I love your mouth."
"I know you do." I laugh mischievously.
Mike lightly massages the nape of my neck. I sigh happily. Exhausted from our marathon session, I crawl up and crash on top of him. He reaches for the blanket and covers us. He plants a kiss on my forehead. I tilt my head back, pull him towards me, and kiss him softly. I settle in his arms falling asleep in seconds.
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The annoying buzz of the alarm causes me to groan loudly. I cover my head with the pillow and back away from it. Mike's warm body reaches over mine to stop the loud intruder. He hugs me close to his chest while kissing the back of my head.
"I loved having you all to myself this weekend, Jase," Mike whispers groggily.
"I loved it, too. Will we ever have another weekend like this?"
"I hope so, baby. I hope so."
I grab his hand hug it to my chest, and he snuggles in closer; lazily kisses my neck and shoulder. I realize we've ignored the alarm and I check the time. The clock reads 5:18pm. They should be home by 6pm. I turn around to rest my head on Mike's shoulder. I draw random shapes through the smattering of hair on his chest. "I guess I should hurry and get cleaned up before Mom and Dad come home. I smell like sex and sweat."
He inhales deeply tightening his hold on me. "You smell amazing. Wait a few more minutes. I don't want to let you go... not yet."
