Copping Around

"Copping Around"

Chapter 11

"That movie I shot of you two fucking. Remember," he answered as he sat up alongside of me? "He up loaded that video to his porn account. You know, that popular amateur sight most guys hit up? He does it to all the guys he fucks with."

"Holly fucking shit," I shouted as I jumped up. "I thought that was for his personal viewing. I had no idea he was doing something like that," I yelled!

"Calm down," Junior said to me as he stood and tried to comfort me. "No one knows who you are dude. Relax, I'm in the video also and I'm not worried. It's not like you're famous or tons of people know who you are. Nobody cares what a guy looks like in those movies. They are only there to watch the fuck action. I watched it a few times myself and I filmed that fucker. I have to admit its cock raiser when he's balls deep in you and you're moaning like a bitch in heat. It's gotten thousands of views already. By far his most popular movie. Want me to show it to you," he asked as I started to sweat?

"Yeah, yeah, I want to see it now," I demanded!

I jumped down from my truck and pulled my shorts back on as Junior played with his phone. Just when I thought things couldn't really get any worse, this shit happened. Again, my hands began to tremble uncontrollably as I pulled my tee shirt on.

"Here it is," Junior announced as he stepped to the edge of the tail gate and sat down. I moved along side of him and looked at the images on the screen. The account was named, "Theo's big dicked videos." I watched as Junior scrolled down the page. About ten videos appeared first with black women pictured who had been fucked by him apparently. Then the category changed to "White guys hanging off the end of this fucker."

Scanning quickly, I counted eight screen shots of various white guys. The eighth one I instantly recognized as my own face showing in a frozen screen shot.

"There's you man," Junior quickly announced as he tapped the image and it began to load. Within seconds it began to play. Right away my face was shown full on and there was no denying it was me. As the video progressed, I relived a small portion of the sex act I was a part of before I stomped away.

"He showed my fucking face Junior," I announced with anger in my voice? "How could that mother fucker do that without my permission," I screamed!

"Dude, it's just a fuck film," Junior answered back as he hopped off my tail gate. His soft cock flopped about as he tried to calm me down. "It's a beautiful thing to watch you two going at it. I think you're over reacting. You should watch the whole video before you get all crazy acting," he offered as he hovered around me.

"Get you cloths on asshole, this night is over," I then yelled at him!

I kept my word and drove him home but it wasn't easy. It was hard as fuck for me not to knock his lights out. I would have felt a lot better if I had, but I resisted the urge to do so. The cop side of my brain was now in control and I wanted justice. The whole way over the silence was deafening. I was pissed beyond belief and he knew it. He reached over and rubbed my thigh at some point but withdrew his hand when I barked at him. "Get your fucking hands off me," I shouted. "I really wish I had shit your load out back there. That's how much you repulse me right now Junior," I added to be extra hurtful. As I pulled in front of a house, I demanded, "This your place?"

"Yeah," he quietly answered as he popped the door handle. Before he got out, he turned towards me. "My parents' house, I live in the basement. Can we still be friends' guy," he asked pathetically?

"Fuck you Junior," I barked at him. "You were part of this discerption. I blame you for this also. You knew and didn't tell me. After we fucked and everything, I didn't get the common curtesy from you to tell me what he had done. That was the last piece of ass you'll ever get off me. I let you shoot in me and this is the thanks I get? Fuck you mother fucker! Get the fuck out you scumbag asshole!"

Over two weeks had pasted now and John was still a man of his word. We crossed paths a few times at shift change and he gave me the stink eye. But otherwise his lips had stayed sealed. Junior texted me every day after I threw him out of my truck. Always asking for forgiveness and begging me to reconsider seeing him. I was slowly beginning to soften my stance and finally answered his text this morning. The kid was over the moon that I replied back. Within seconds after my initial text, he sent me a picture of his hard cock with his fist gripping it. We were on the road to slowly begin to reconnect it seemed.

I have visited Theo's web page a lot since that night, almost every day in fact. I tracked the progression of the view numbers each time. Every day, thousands more people watched us fuck. I even had watched the video more than a dozen times myself. I was mesmerized watching us having sex. It was sort of an out of body experience seeing myself being dominated, used in that way. The darkness of his skin against the whiteness of mine was erotic as hell.

But the money shot was what I'm sure most of his viewers were after. Junior had moved in tight with the camera and was focused on Theo's big nuts moving back and forth as he fucked me. Just before he shot his load, you could see his balls retracting closer to his body in anticipation of firing off. When he finally shot his wad, the camera moved in even tighter and you could watch his nuts react as they squirted cum in me. The initial squeeze and slight retraction motion of his balls was all the evidence needed to prove he was breeding me. I counted five contractions followed by my moaning in the back ground and it was amazing to watch. It was fertilization at its finest. I swelled hard every time I watched it happen myself.

That was followed by Theo slowly pulling that long shaft from the depts of my colon. It looked at times like you'd never see the head of that snake. Shinny with a mixture of lube and asshole juice, it seemed endless. When his dark red cock head popped free of me, Theo grabbed the end of his cock and pointed it at the camera. As Junior filmed, he squeezed his shaft softly and a large drip of white fluid appeared at his piss slit. There was no denying we had fucked raw and he had unloaded inside me. Junior then panned back from us and focused on Theo's face as he grinned and I could be heard sighing in the back ground. "That's some good white pussy," Theo then uttered.

As he crawled off me, Junior parted my butt cheeks while my legs were still drawn close to my body and filmed my ravaged hole. Still not fully closed, he captured my dilated asshole. For a few seconds you could see into the pink depths of my colon. Shinny lube reflected the light around my pucker just before I squeezed my asshole tight and then relaxed again. It closed mostly with a glob of white goo collected in the center. As he pulled away, you could see a frothy white slime coating my butt crack down to the mattress below.

My face was prevalent everywhere in the video. My facial expressions said everything I was experiencing as the camera would zoom in tight on me. I had no idea at the time that Junior was doing some of the things I now saw in the video. The anger I experienced when I first found out about this was softening each time, I watched myself get fucked. Maybe I did over react I would think to myself when I'd exit the website? I couldn't deny this was an amazing movie shot of us making love. As crazy as it sounds, a sense of accomplishment and pride came over me each time I watched myself. I realized I was a good bottom who took his full length and gave him an amazing butt to ride. I hated my face being shown, but knew it was too late to do anything about it now.

Reading the comments below the video, everyone wanted to know who the cute bottom boy was getting fucked? From handsome to rugged, the complements written my way were flattering beyond belief. From, "What an ass on him, to how great my body looked bolstered my confidence. It truly raised self-esteem. Always worried I never looked good enough or was less of for being a bottom man changed some as I continued to read the flattering reviews.

During this time, I'd abstained from having sex except with my hand. I swore it off for a while till I got my head screwed back on straight. But after almost two and a half weeks I was getting desperate. I had kept my promise to myself till this one particular morning. You know those days guys when you wake up horny as hell and nothing will make it go away except a good hard pounding? My cock tented the front of my underwear all morning. I tired jerking off, but that didn't solve that need within me to be taken. As much as I tried to stay away from the seedy aspect of casual sex, it was what drove me now to want it even more. Once you scratch an itch, it always itches more afterwards. I still had the number of the guy who had fucked me behind the connivance store a month or more ago. Still laying on my night stand, it was a backup plan I had not used as of yet. But that scene wasn't what I craved today.

What was constantly filling my deviant mind was the guy at the salvage yard. The idea of playing the role of a paid whore made my inner demons come alive. Just the idea of taking his money for sex made my blood pump faster. Once my mind was made up, I headed over to the junkyard around lunch time as he had instructed before. Of course, I was worried about being caught again. So, I drove into the place from the back entrance. I tried my best to hide my tuck behind a stack of crushed cars as I parked. It looked as though two customers were parked out front as I got out and scanned the area. Adjusting my free-swinging nuts and cock, I looked down to be sure they were not protruding to obviously in my slightly tight shorts. From this location, I could see the motel room I used perfectly. As I pulled on my baseball cap, I now understood better how he figured me out.

Stepping inside the front entrance, I was instantly greeted by a guy behind the service desk.

"Can I help you sir," he quickly yelled out as I stepped forward. I looked at the other two customers to be sure they had already been waited before I stepped up.

"Is Jack here today," I asked?

"Yeah, he's out back working on a truck. I'll buzz you thru that door over there and you can go around and talk to him," he answered as I then heard a loud buzzing sound.

Steeping thru the door, I entered a large fence enclosed area full of junked and stripped vehicles. With the gravel crunching under my feet, I slowly made my way around the building. A gust of hot wind kicked up a dust cloud that blew over me as I turned the corner. Sitting in the middle of an area that was cleared out, I saw a large delivery truck with its hood up. The legs of a man were sticking out from under the front end. Moving closer I saw the familiar green coveralls I'd seen before. With the upper half of his body hidden by the trucks frame, I studied the crotch area of the coveralls intently. An obvious lump was formed on the right side of the thick material and I traced every line of the budge with my eyes. Then taking a deep breath, I yelled, "That you Jack?"

From under the truck he scurried out on a dolly. Again, his coveralls were unzipped to his waist with the upper part hanging down at his hips. As he sat up, he put his hand in front of his eyes to shield the bright sun.

"God dam, is that my new favorite piece of ass," he laughed as he wiped his greasy hands with a grease rag?

"Yeah, it's me," I answered as I watched him stand up. "I was wondering if you had some free time to, well you know what," I said as I looked around to be sure we were alone? His upper body was littered with grease marks and streaks where the sweat had run down his dirty cheat. In the bright light I was able to admire his thick hairy chest even more.

"It's almost lunch isn't it," he asked of me as I stood there? "Let me go tell the guys I'm breaking now and we'll slip off to some place more private," he answered as he smiled at me.

When he returned, he motioned for me to follow him and we ventured into the junkyard aspect of the business. Rows and rows of cars and trucks were lined up. We moved towards what I learned later was the crusher. Stacks and stacks of crushed cars were piled atop each other in cavernous rows. As we moved deeper and deeper into the metal forest, an old hearse was seen parked at the end of one of the towering rows. Sitting on its rims and slowly rusting away, we moved around to the back of the vehicle. With a twist, he popped the back-door handle and it opened with a spooky creaking sound. A whiff of stale musty air filled my nostrils instantly. Chills ran down my back as I glanced inside and thought of all the dead bodies this vehicle must have carried in its lifetime. Inside, I could see canvas tarps piled on the floor where the caskets once sat. Laid out perfectly, it was obvious this had been used for having sex before. I watched as he extended his arm and invited me to get inside.

"Really Jack," I asked quickly? "We're going to do this in the back of a hearse?"

"Ah, no worries guy," he answered as he wiped the sweat from his brow. "Remember, it's the living you gotta worry about, not the dead," he laughed. "We use this vehicle a lot for just such occasions. If the other guys wife's come around and they want a quick piece of ass, they head back here. I told the guys I'd be using it so they know not to bother us," he bragged.

As I watched him start to unzip his coveralls the rest of the way down, I reached in my pocket and produced a condom. It shinned like a sliver dollar in the bright sun as I extended my hand toward him.

"Really bro, you're going to make me wear one today," he asked astonished that I produced one?

"Thought you wanted to save some money," I offered as I pulled my tee-shirt up over my head?

"How much you going to charge me to go without then," he asked as he reached for his wallet? "I got thirty dollars, that enough?"

I saw a twenty and a ten-dollar bill when he reached out and offered it to me. "Yeah, that's good," I answered as I grabbed the money and shoved it and the condom in my front pocket.

"I hope that pussy hasn't been used today," he asked as I crawled in on my hands and knees? "You're the first in a couple days," I answered back as I slipped my shorts to my knees and he crawled in behind me. "Dam its fucking hot in here," I spoke as he moved his naked body against my back. He coughed up some spit and coated his cock behind me as I glanced around. The windows along the side of the vehicle were frosted with the funeral home name still etched into the glass. Within seconds, he was forcing himself inside me. The old car still had some bounce in her springs as it rocked up and down with his movement. My hard cock rubbed against the course material under me and stimulated me even more. Beads of sweat rolled off our bodies and stained the fabric darker everywhere it hit. As was the case before, once he shot his load in me, he was up and off me quickly. Standing at the edge of the back bumper, he took a piss as I slowly moved my body back out of the car.

"Nice and tight today buddy," he said as he spit on the ground and zipped up. "It's well worth the extra money to feel that warm asshole gripping my cock without a barrier," he bragged. "That's twice for us already. I hope there's more opportunities for me to coat your insides."

A couple days after that, from out of the blue, I received a text from Theo. "We need to talk friend," it said. "I know your pissed at me but we need to discuss some things," followed next. It took me a few hours before I responded. I weighed all the pros and cons of allowing him to come to my place to talk. I thought about just meeting in a parking lot somewhere but figured this was a matter that couldn't be settled quicky. Maybe it was time to spill my guts and tell of the deception on my part about being a cop all along. If we were putting all the cards on the table, I needed to confess to my sins also. When I answered him back and agreed we needed to meet up, he was grateful. When I texted my address, he was quite surprised but pleased he responded. We finally worked out that Saturday afternoon around 1 PM was good for both of us. His final text was funny but sweet at the same time. "Could you please let Junior fuck you again? He's crazy about you and is driving me nuts talking about you all the time. Everything that happened is my fault. Cut the kid some slack please."

When Saturday rolled around, I was nervous as fuck. I thought about moving my patrol vehicle down the street to maybe hid my occupation. She was a beauty having just been washed and looking very intimidating. Black in color with a light bar atop her, she reeked law enforcement. That along with a large reflective shield of my state on the two front doors, with State Trooper atop it left nothing to the imagination. Besides my vehicle, I realized everything in this house screamed cop. From my academy pictures in unform on the wall to my accommodations mounted, I was law enforcement!

If he was coming here, it was time to man up I thought to myself. I'd cleaned things up nicely not really sure as to why I did. My place wasn't dirty but I had slacked off on vacuuming. I made sure I got my hair cut yesterday and laid in the sun some out on the deck before shift. Deep down I wanted to look good for him. Standing at the front window, I stared out the blinds for almost a half hour before he was to show up. True to form, a large new pickup truck slowly pulled in front of my house. With heavily tinted windows, I couldn't see who was driving. Within seconds, my phone pinged.

"You sure you gave me the right address," it read?

Answering back that it was and that I saw him pull up, he quickly answered back. "What about that big state trooper SUV sitting in your driveway? Are the police waiting for me inside dude," he asked?

After I reassured him that it was my ride, I moved back to my window and saw him open his door slowly. As he got out, he looked even more impressive in regular cloths. Tall, good looking and walking with a definite swagger, my cock betrayed me instantly. Dressed in a tee shirt and baggy shorts, he slowly made his way up my driveway towards my front door. I studied his crotch as he walked looking for any evidence of that big fucker he was packing. Ringing my doorbell, I opened the squeaky door slowly and reviled myself. As he stepped in, he looked around cautiously as I closed the door behind him.

"You're a mother fucking State cop," he asked as he turned and looked back at me? Before I could answer, he added, "Is this for real bro? Have I been throwing the cock to a cop?"

"Yeah, it's all true," I answered back as he stepped closer to me. "I had to keep my identity a secret," you can understand that right," I asked?

"Yeah, I understand more now," he answered as he stepped right against me. "Guess it explains why you freaked out so much about the video. Man, am I the luckiest guy in the fucking world or what," he whispered as he grabbed me in his arms? Within seconds, he was locking lips with mine. I feel into his arms without any resistance and my right hand instantly went to his crotch. I was rewarded with the fullness of his cock and balls as we exchanged tongues and spit. Breaking our kiss, he looked me in the eyes. "I defiantly gotta fuck you right now bro. I aint emptied my sack in days and my nuts are turning blue. Which way is your bedroom," he asked?

I hesitated at first, saying we need to talk about a few things before that can happen. "Unless you got news that your pregnant by me already, it can wait. Right now, I want some cop pussy. Which way is the bedroom," he asked in a commanding kind of voice this time?

He followed me down the hallway expressing how much he liked my place. When we entered into my bedroom, he instantly pulled his tee shirt over his head. I walked over and pulled the comforter and blankets to the foot of the bed.

"Mind if I take a piss before we get started," he asked behind me?

"Sure," I answered as I pointed towards my bathroom. It was the first time I had ever had another male in my bed or use my bathroom I thought as I watched him walk thru the bathroom door. My cock was already hard as a rock and outlined fully in my shorts. As I fished thru my nightstand to find the lube I use to jack off with, I heard his strong piss stream echo from the bathroom. As I nervously removed my tee shirt, I heard him flush the hopper and walk out.

"Nice big shower their guy," he complemented me on as he kicked off his sneakers. "looks like that will fit me fine for showers afterwards. I'll let you know what shampoo and soap I like so you can pick some up for me. Grab me a tooth brush also bro. It'll make the place feel more like a base of operations for me."

I nodded my head affirmatively but I was taken back by his cocky attitude. We hadn't ever fucked yet and he was planning his return visits, I thought to myself. I then watched him pull his shorts and underwear down. Instantly I was rewarded with seeing the object of my obsession.

"I'll bring some of my underwear next time I stop over. I like to pull on clean shorts after I shower," he smiled. "it would be nice if your cleared me some drawer space somewhere so I can get at them easily."

As he stepped towards me, I slid my shorts and underwear down and off also. Standing with his hands on his hips in front of me, I squirted a large amount of liquid from the bottle and coated his limp cock with it. As I moved my hand over his shaft, it quickly came to life. I stopped for a second as I witnessed that big shaft begin to come alive. Looking up at him shyly, I smiled as I reached between my legs and coated my pucker. He gripped my cock that was pointing up between us both and pumped my shaft a few times. "You ready for this bitch?"

I wanted it on my back and he was quick to crawl between my upturned legs. I breathed rapidly with anticipation of that pole sliding in me again. He wasn't fucking around today and instantly pushed his cock head against my pucker. I grunted with hesitation as I felt its wetness push against me. As he collapsed atop me, his cock breached my asshole. He could feel the natural defense mechanism my body offered up.

"Shit," he uttered out loud as he stopped his advancement. "I forgot to bring in the amyl nitrite in with me. I always keep some in my pants pocket for occasions like this. But honestly, I never thought in a million years I'd be getting pussy off you today. I can slip on my jockey shorts and run out to my truck really quick," he offered up as I felt him raise up. "I always keep another bottle hidden."

Instantly the image of a black man walking down my driveway in just his underwear, flashed before my eyes. With his fly gapped open as he walked, I envisioned it happening. I could only imagine what my neighbors would say or think if they saw him. The lack of never seeing any females around my place would really be brought into question then. Seeing a half-naked man proudly walking to his truck and then back inside would be gossip chatter for sure. As he started pulling what little of his cock that was already inside me out, I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him closer to me again.

"I can do this without the poopers," I quickly said as I started pulling him back towards me. "We'll use them next time but for now, I just want to feel you inside me."

"Fucking horny little bitch aint you. Suit yourself," he replied as he moved back into position. "You know you're going to be sore later. It'll make it a whole lot easier on you. You sure, you don't want me to go get them," he asked again?

When I arched my ass up higher and hugged him tighter, he uttered," Alright then."

Instantly he moved inside me deeper and my brow expressed the discomfort I was already experiencing. I stifled any moaning and tried not to breath in too deeply to show him I could take this. At one point I couldn't help myself and blurted out, "Easy, easy, please" I pleaded.

"I'll go easy baby," he cooed to me as he wrapped his arms behind my neck. "I know it's a lot to take at first without some chemical help. "You been away from this big cock for too long. I had you all broke in before, now look at you. Come on, raise your ass up a little more," he instructed. As I complied, he sunk in deeper and my mouth flew open as I gasped for air.

"Right about here is always some resistance," he whispered to me as he inched deeper and hit a barrier. I felt it within myself also. He rocked back and forth slowly for about thirty seconds pushing steadily. "Just relax and let it happen," he softly spoke. "Your bodies fighting it but you know you want it. This is where the amyl helps out the most." Within seconds of him saying that, I felt the resistance subside some and he bucked forward. "There you go babe," Open up for me he whispered. With a low moan in his voice, he sighed, "I'm in now. It's a beautiful thing for me to feel when you give way and allow me in." Grabbing his big arms, I pushed back against them as I felt him sink into the deepness of my bowels.

"No man's land other than me, that's where I'm headed now," he said as I felt him going deep. "Resist all you want now but I have you already. I'm already leaking my slime in you; I can feel it. Now, raise them hips up again, the last bit is almost there," he commanded.

When I felt his hairy balls moved against my butt cheeks, I knew I was fully on that long pole. I let go with a deep sigh of accomplishment as I looked up at him. He was grinning down at me and then kissed the top of my forehead. He pulled out slightly and then moved back into me as I groaned out loud. He repeated that a few more times before he slowly started to talk.

"So, we cool now guy," he asked? As I nodded my head yes, he pulled out and moved back into me slowly. "I didn't like you being pissed at me. You're some really good pussy and I want to continue tapping this thing. I'm ready to make this a regular situation between us both, if you are," he asked? As I again nodded, he repeated his hip action. "Let's say we start off with every Saturday afternoon from now on with options of more often as we work things out," he then asked?

"Is it alright if I fuck still around with Junior," I asked in a pathetically sounding submissive voice? "Yeah sure, I'm cool with Junior getting some of this. But with me just starting off getting at you regular, I want you to focus on my needs first. Give the kid a few hits at this asshole but limit him. Start sucking him off more to satisfy that young buck's hunger."

As he started to really pile drive my asshole, he asked one more time before shutting up and fucking me hard. "We cool man," he asked in my ear?

"Yes, yes," I moaned over and over as he kissed my neck and continued to fuck me! I could feel my cock rubbing back and forth against his lower belly. It was swelled so hard, it hurt much like did when I was a teenager needing relief. I could feel the slickness of my natural lubricant leaking excessively from my piss slit, easing the friction between us. When I looked down between us, his lower belly skin shinned as my cock head peaked up at me looking snotty as hell.

Laying together in afterglow, I ran my hand over his limp cock and balls as he lay beside me. Dipping my fingers in the large puddles of cum I shot up on him, I coated my fluid onto his shaft and balls. His dark skin glowed with a fine shine of sweat covering his upper body. My head was against his right pec with his large bicep curled around my upper body. Occasionally running his hand down my damp shoulder and around my back, he complemented me on our lovemaking.

"You did real good man," he bragged as he pulled me closer. "You like the way I moved in tighter and nudged the last bit of my shaft into you before I popped off? No man will ever get his cock head deeper in you then I just did. That's a bond you and I will always have between us. When I fire off inside you, it's an amazing feeling of warmth my cock head feels. To know no other man will ever spit where I breed you is a fucking special gift. And man, that was a heavy load my balls were carrying around. The old lady is pissed at me and cut me off. I'm thinking now that I have your pussy as a regular thing again, she doesn't have control over my junk anymore," he confessed as he kissed the top of my head. "We're going to be spending a lot of time together in bed my man."

I watched him shower as I sat on the toilet. I wasn't shitting or anything, in fact I was wearing my undershorts. I already found with him that I was seeded so deep, I never felt the need to dump. There was definitely sperm froth around my pucker, I could feel its wetness. Apparently from my asshole cleaning his shaft as it withdraws, I'm figuring. I was just mesmerized watching his dark figure thru the frosted shower doors. He sang a few bars of music and laughed knowing I was outside listening.

Fixated watching him dry off his large body, I remained seated as his cock flopped around at eye level.

"I'm thinking that once a week isn't going to be enough for me," he wondered out loud as he dried between his butt cheeks looking at me? "I like to keep my nuts emptied regularly. What you think about getting together like two/three times a week? My question to you officer is, what you looking from me? You want a regular set of balls tapping against your butt cheeks you can count on? A man who will shoot you full of his seed and treat you like the pussy you want to be? There's no shame in admitting it to the man who just plugged your ass," he answered smugly.

I sat up taller and looked up at him listening to him talk to me that way. He knew all my secrets without me ever telling him them. "Couple times a week might be good for me," I answered as I curled my toes. "I am looking for a regular connection. It would be nice to not have to worry all the time looking for it."

"Guess that answers my question," he replied back as he rubbed his head dry. Then he put his leg up on the hopper between my spread ones and he dried his calf and foot looking down at me. "I've got a firm rule we need to discuss before I begin tapping your pussy regular. You know I' married so there isn't going to anything between us other than a sexual thing. I'll kiss and make some good love to you but know now it won't go anywhere further then the bedroom. You keep my ball sack emptied and I'll keep you well fucked. It's a good arrangement for us both. Don't go fucking it up and getting attached to me and we'll work out fine. You go down that road and its over between us. What about Sundays? You want me to come over tomorrow and dump a load inside you? You free?"

"Yeah, tomorrow works," I said way too quickly as I then stood. "And I understand what you're saying about not getting too attached. It's not what I'm looking for at this time in my life anyways so we'll be perfect together," I reassured him.

"The old lady and the kids will be at church early so I can sneak out and stop over," he said as he tossed the towel on the floor. "Might have to be a quick fuck and dump till I can work out a plan to get away longer on Sundays. Couple more times of me opening you up again and you'll be taking me much easier," he smiled. "Tomorrow will be a good check to see how well your insides are adjusting to being moved around again. After we conquer that, I can get in easier and slow breed you a lot longer. Take my time and really make you dance off the end of my cock," he bragged.

We walked out of the bathroom together as I followed behind. I admired his "V" shaped back that tapered down to a narrow waist. His beautiful naked ass rocked back and forth as he walked. I sat at the end of my bed as I watched him get dressed. After pulling on his underwear and shorts, he grabbed his sneakers and then sat beside me as he pulled one on. He smelled so clean and looked so tall towering over me as we sat together. Causally as he slipped his shoe on and started to lace it, he spoke.

"You know we gotta produce another video of us together, my viewers are demanding it."

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