My Married Downlow (Part 1)
"Hey Matthew," I heard a voice call out to me, that sounded familiar. I turned to see my old friend Reed.
"Well if it isn't Reed Phillips," I called out as I walked towards him. Reed and I had been friends since third grade.
We shook hands as he remarked, "McKinney, I had heard that you moved back home." He referred to me with my last name. I had recently moved back to my hometown when my company opened a new grocery store here. It was an easy transfer and a promotion for me.
"Good to see you Reed. What has it been thirty some years?"
"Yeah, a long-time buddy," he said smiling. Like me Reed was barely showing his age. He still had perfect skin, the radiating smile and those cute dimples. Yeah, I was checking him out! Reed stood at 5'9" and weighed around 170 lbs. I would guess. He still had that muscular build of farm worker.
"Well though we have seen each other a few times throughout the years," I proclaimed.
"A few for sure, but not often enough. Hey now that your living here how about we get together at your place for coffee?"
"Sure that sounds good."
"When is your next day off?"
"Actually I am off tomorrow. Does that work out for you?"
"Yeah it would," he offered, "Are you living at your mom's place? Did I hear that right?"
"Yup, you got it my friend. I am in the basement apartment. Do you need directions or do you remember the address?
"Oh yeah, I know the place. How does 10:00 tomorrow morning sound?"
"Perfect, that would work out," I commented.
So a few minutes before 10 I started to coffee brewing and tidied up the place. My heart skipped a beat when I heard the doorbell ring. As I answered the door I greeted Reed, "Right on time."
"Well you know me Mr Punctuality. Actually I am generally a few minutes early." He laughed.
So I invited him to sit on the couch and I got him a cup of coffee. I got my own coffee and sat across from him on the easy chair. We enjoyed a good visit. I thought this is great, you always know a true friend when the relationship picks up right where it left off.
"I need to use the restroom," Reed announced.
I stood and showed him the hallway and said, "There on the left." I returned to my seat and sipped on my coffee.
When Reed came out of the restroom as he stepped into the living room I noted that he had left his pants undone, zipper down and his cock hanging out. "What the fuck........"
"You still owe me a blowjob," he proclaimed.
"Ahh Reed you're a married man."
"Yeah so, your point being?"
"Well what about your wife? What would she think of this if she knew."
"My guess is she would be relieved. She is not so much into sex, complains that my cock is too big." And he shook his tool for emphasis. I could not take my eyes off his cock.
"I doubt that would be true."
"Look! Sometimes a guy needs to get off hard core. You know screw the idea of making love, sometimes a guy just needs to fuck!" I looked him in the eyes. "Remember when we were teenagers, camping and you sucked off Paul. When I asked you for a blowjob you said no. Why did you turn me down?"
"Fear, to be honest Reed you had your cock out then and I panic because your cock was so big."
"Look I know you're gay. I am sure that since then you have a lot more experience." I felt my resistance fading and dropped to my knees in front of him. "Good boy," he said. "You had better start off by deep throating it while it is soft and let it grow in your mouth." I did as he ordered. Reed gasped and commented, "God you mouth is so hot. Mmm this feels good."
His cock tasted so sweet, with a hint of spice and a slight bitter. I though how perfect and wished I had sucked him when he was a teenager. His cock was growing and felt him throb in my throat. I began to bob up and down on his cock and exploring with my tongue. His cock was beginning to test my gag reflex.
He pulled his cock completely out of my mouth. I now took another look at his cock. It had thick veins along the top that wrapped around his cock with small veins at the base. The head was large like a plum. It was a thick cock with a curve turning it towards his body. The type of cock that is difficult to swallow and it was an amazing 9+ incher. He interrupted my thoughts, "Yeah it is a beauty isn't it?"
I nodded, "Oh my god yes."
"Look at me." I looked up and our eyes locked. "Pleasantries are over, it is time for me to skull fuck you." His eyes were glazed over with a lust I had not known by which he could be possessed.
He planted a hand at the back of my head. His left hand held my face up. I felt like I was in a vice grip. "Open," he demanded. I opened my mouth and his cock plunged my throat. I felt the head scrape the top of my throat and tonsils. It felt raw and abrasive, He went all the way until his balls rested on my chin. I was struggling to breath. Then his hips flexed and his cock was making mini strokes deep in my throat. I began to gag with drool flowing out of my mouth. At this point he plunged his cock back and forth very rapidly I kept choking and gagging struggling to gain a breath. "Fuck yeah choke and gag on my dick, you fucking faggot. You love this don't you?" He reached down and grabbed my crotch. "Yeah your hard on is betraying you. I know you are loving being dominated." He continued to thrust his cock. My mind went into a zone I had never experienced. I even wonder if maybe I had passed out. I was even getting turned on by his choice of words. "Eyes open bitch. I want to witness the startled look on your face. Maintain eye contact with me.
There were tears running steadily down my face. So much drool was flowing I was facing challenges to breath. He was showing me no mercy. My throat literally hurt. He was moaning like a mad dog. "You faggot. Do you think my wife would allow me to treat her like this? Shit I can only get her to lick my cock and the she has the nerve to complain about the taste."
"Tastes great to me," I tried to mumble. I had one hand tight holding on to his ass which flexed with every plunge into my throat, My other hand caressed his smooth tight abs. His balls now wet smacked against my chin like a lude dance. He paused. "You maybe need a break. Lick this shit up you sloppy whore." It was too soon for him to cum and he wanted to delay.
I began eagerly licking up the drool from his pubes and off his balls. "Mmm suck my balls." He ordered, His balls were walnut size. I took one into my mouth and licked the smooth hairless balls. I tried to take more than one and do both together but they would not fit in my mouth. "Yeah, my balls are big just like my cock."
He grabbed my face and pulled me back on to his cock and began thrusting again. I was exhausted. "Yeah, my good boy, my slave sucking my cock. I know you love being my slut." I mumbled an Mmm and only a gurgle of sounds bubbled up. "Yeah moan on my dick, bitch that feels so hot." It felt like an eternity. His thrusts making my throat feel raw. The man had stamina. His facefuck was feeling like an eternity.
Finally he drove his cock deep and froze. I felt his cock spasming as he fed his cum directly into my stomach, My heart sank because I really wanted to taste his load. A if he read my mind he slowly pulled his cock back and I feel his cum spurting onto my tongue. Finally I am getting my reward tasting his cum. It too was sweet and creamy. I nursed on his cock until it softened.
"All good things must come to an end," He said pulling his deflating cock from my mouth. "Matthew McKinney, hmm just like M&M's, melt in your mouth and not in your hands." He slapped my face gently, "You're going to be my little bitch boy for a long time to come,"
As he tucked his cock away he asked, "When are you off work next?"
"Again on next Tuesday."
"Good! We meet again then same time." He ordered. "This time I take your ass." He gave me instructions. "I want you to leave the door unlocked so I can just walk in. You are to be lying on your bed on your stomach. I want you wearing a jock, I don't want to see your junk. Oh and your ass must be clean, douche and make sure it is clear, Understood?"
"Yes Sir," I said with a laugh.
"Good Boy! I will always be your superior M&M remember that -you will always serve me and obey my orders." With that comment he walked out the door. I loved the man and had since 3 grade, but I knew our sexual relationship would always be on the downlow.