Ed Chapter 6 by Jacob442011@yahoo.com
Day Two. The warm blackness of sleep surrounded me and held me close for I know not how long. Then came feather light touches and caresses, dancing across my naked skin. They started at my neck, moving down my chest, making circular motions around my pecs and ever so slightly brushing my nipples. Sleep began to recede. Mmmm, I moaned, licking my lips and stretching my arms upward, enjoying the feel of the sheets and the fingers that were now lightly crossing my belly, then my inner thighs, down my legs and calves, arriving at my feet. Hands began squeezing and massaging my feet, and I arched my back a little, licked my lips, and stretched again. God that felt good. My eyes were still closed, which enhanced my increasing delight. The fingers danced and flitted up my nakedness, arriving at my belly, circling my belly, then lightly cupping it, jiggling it, before skimming across it and around it and over it, again and again. Oooooooh, I moaned, lightly biting down and sucking on my lower lip.
The fingers and palms lingered at my belly for some time, after which moving to my chest, circling my pecs, flitting into my armpits, ever so softly brushing my hardening nipples. Ooooooh, I cooed, mouth opening, licking first my upper, then lower, lip, eyes closed, arms stretching sideways, fingers taking hold of the sheets. Even in my sleepy awakening state, I loved the attention to my belly, but even more so, I loved the playing with nipples. As the fog of sleep receded further, the fog of lust enveloped me. A palm and fingers were now caressing one breast and nipple, another palm and fingers were caressing and circling across my belly.
Oh Jesus, I said, then gasped as a lubed hand grabbed my cock and another held my balls. My eyes flashed open to see Ed in lounge wear, a light blue shirt and white baggy pants, begin to slowly stroke my cock while his other hand cupped my balls. I tried to sit up, but Ed's elbow kept me flat on my back as he leaned over me and onto me; I was only able to arch myself a little, trying to thrust my cock upward. Ed's hand moved painfully slow with an obnoxiously light touch, up my cock, then down, then up. Don't get me wrong, it was exquisite, but it was also maddening as I realized that I could not move and Ed was going so light, so slow. I wanted more, harder, tighter, faster. I wanted him to grab my cock and jerk me off, to give me that sweet release. But, on it went, a wonderful erotic torture, slowly and only faintly touching, up, then slowly and faintly touching, down. And, on. And, on....
Oh my God, I said, trying to move, but Ed still held me down.
Good morning, Mike. How are you feeling today? Ed asked, casually, hand barely touching me yet still dancing up, then down my throbbing cock. It was wonderful and painful all at once. I could hardly think.
Oh Jesus, I replied, trying to thrust my cock into Ed's hand, trying to force him to jerk it even a little faster, but he met my movement with a shift and pressure, keeping me almost motionless, touching my cock just enough to drive me crazy. Hah ahh, I panted.
I like seeing you like this, Mike, Ed told me with a smile.
How are you feeling? He asked me again, a hint of command in his voice as his hand moved oh-so-painfully-slow and light on my cock.
I tried to speak - Oh Lord, Ed, Jesus, that is, oh, ah, amazing, but, oh, oooh, ooooh, aaaah, oh, Ed, oooh. Aaahhh.
Is there something you want, Mike?
Ooooh, I moaned. Aaaah. Yes. Please Ed, please, Oh God.
What's that, Mike?
Ooooh, Ed, Ah, please make me, oooh, cum, oooh, please, Oh God, oh Jesus.
Would you like to cum, Mike?
Oh Jesus Fucking Christ Yes Ed! I want to cum! Cum Cum Cum! Please! I yelled this, practically sobbing, going crazy at Ed's relentless, yet barely moving, stroking my cock. I tried to shift, to thrust, to break free, but Ed effortlessly held me in place. How the fuck was a guy 20 years older than me, in his 60s, so fucking strong?
You are not yelling at me, are you Mike? Because if you are, that would not be being a good boy.
No, No. I'm not yelling, I'm not yelling at you Ed! I practically shrieked in reply.
Ed's hand gradually moved up, then down, my cock, tightening then releasing the grip, mostly holding very lightly, driving me insane.
That's good, Mike, very good. I want you to be a good boy, and good boys cooperate, don't they, Mike?
Oh Jesus Christ yes! I tried not to yell in answer.
Good Mike, I like it when you are being a good boy, Ed said, stroking me.
Are you ready to cooperate so that you can be a good boy and so that you can cum?
Oh God yes! I tried to be calm.
Good Mike, very good. Now, you must do as I say. Are you going to do that?
Yes, Jesus, Yes! I said eagerly.
Very good, Mike, very good. I am going to lead you by your cock. Are you ready?
Yes, oh Yes!
Alright Mike, come with me.
With that, Ed slid smoothly off me and off the bed, pivoting to keep his hand on my cock, gripping it mid-shaft so that he was not touching the head, then pulling me forward. I'd never been pulled by my cock before, and it was a little strange to say the least. He kept the pressure on, and I scampered to keep up with Ed so that it didn't hurt; he did not seem concerned as he yanked my cock like a handle, leading me forward.
Oh Jesus, I thought, as Ed led me out onto the balcony in full view of the pool and the other hotel units with their balconies across the courtyard. Shit, I hope nobody sees, flashed through my mind along with, at least it's the fucking morning so hopefully no one will be swimming. Ed turned me sharply with a tight squeeze on my cock that made me cry out, then he jerked me backward and down into a waiting lounge chair, using my cock as a lever. Spread your arms and legs, he ordered, and I stuck my hands out sideways and opened my legs as wide as I could, too. Ed stepped to my side and his hand flashed out, grabbing and sharply clenching my balls.
Ack! I gasped, lunging forward, bringing my arms and legs together.
Lean back, Ed ordered, and spread your arms and legs.
I hesitated, bewildered, then leaned back, balls aching, spreading out my arms and leg, barely able to think, what the fuck?
Ed watched me for a moment, then his hand began to resume its slow stroking of my cock. It felt really good, but also maddening in its slowness. My balls were aching, which somehow made the slow cock stroking feel better. The ache in my balls shifted to a mix of ache and pleasure as Ed again cupped my balls while stroking me, and leaned back partially into me, holding me in place with his elbow. When he did this, I saw that I was in full view of the camera, which stood on its tripod steadily watching me with its red eye.
That should bother me, I thought someplace in my mind, but I was so absorbed with my need to cum, I hardly cared. My eyes rolled back into my head for a moment, and I licked my lips, moaned, ooooh, aaaah, Jesus.
Mike, is there something you want? asked Ed.
Suddenly, it dawned on me, and I said - yes, oh God, Ed, please, make me cum, you fucking stud you, take me!
Say it like you mean it, Mike, Ed said patiently.
I began flailing my arms and cried out in response with enthusiasm - Yes! Yes! Oh Jesus! Take me you stud! Oh Ed! Oooh! Ahhh! Take me! Oh Make Me Cum! Oh you God, oh you are my Man! Aaaah! Oooooh! Yes!
Here I was, squirming in my lawn chair, legs spread eagled, arms waving, in full view of God and everyone who could see our room and balcony from the pool or any of the rooms in view across the pool. Normally, I would have been scared and embarrassed, but Ed was driving me crazy. He kept stroking me slow, but his other hand left my tingly balls and began to caress, then clamp, twist, caress, then clamp, twist, my nipple. Fucking A, I yelled. The pain and pleasure in my nipple was exquisite, and the stroking was wonderful and painful in its slowness, all at once.
Oh Jesus Ed Fucking Make Me Come! I yelled.
Ed smiled, and the pace of his stroking my cock picked up just a little, while his other hand gave my balls a quick, aching squeeze, then jumped back to clamping, twisting, and caressing my nipple.
Oh God Ed you are my man, you are my fucking Stud! Oh Take Me My Man! I yelled and squirmed in ecstasy, thrusting my hips forward.
Ed began to stroke me even faster.
Oh God, I gasped, Oh God, Oh Ed Oh Ed I'm yours take me use me Oh Ooooh Ahhh!
About then, I opened my eyes and saw three attractive young women staring across the courtyard. They were smiling and one waved while another blew me a kiss. Below, in the pool, I saw an older man and woman look at me, then look away. Then, the man looked at me again. I was humiliated and turned on to see them all notice me. I tried to smile at women first and then at the old man, tried to think away that I was naked and powerless and being masturbated by a man out on this balcony, but Ed was having none of that. He leaned forward and a little more to my side, giving the camera full access to my naked, writhing body, while both his hands began pumping my cock with lightening speed, one hand following the other.
I tried to stare at one of the women, but everything went a glorious white then black as I shook wildly, eyes rolling back into my head, body awash in ecstasy, cum erupting in two big, long gobs out of my twitching cock as Ed pumped me hard with two hands. My eyes opened to see the old man in the pool smiling up at me and licking his lips. I went wild, thrashing and thrusting, and Ed kept pumping and the young women kept watching. Ed was relentless, working my cock and working it, milking the last drops of cum out as I lay back naked, breathing deeply, closing my eyes, residual tremors running through me, my balls and nipples and cock tingling and aching with discomfort and delight. Ed let go of my cock, smiling, and I breathed in again and opened my eyes. I heard the women's giggles from across the pool, and the one I'd tried to stare at blew me another kiss and winked at me. I looked down to see droplets of cum on my chest and nipples, while gooey cum pooled across my belly and oozed down toward my balls.
End Ed Chapter 6
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