Working from home 2
Steve was at a video conference. I was at the kitchen counter, per our agreement I was in my natural state. I was performing maintenance on one of his revolvers. It was a vintage Model 29. Like Dirty Harry's it was blued steel with a walnut handle. I oil and clean the large frame revolver, Steve will carry this as his backup gun. He is taking me feral hog hunting on land that his friend owns. I grew up in rural Minnesota so hunting was part of my youth. I am still only 19 so I am not allowed to carry a pistol as a backup. I don't need it though, I had already prepped my Marlin .444 rifle which I have already cased. As I finish lubricating the big pistol, thick familiar arms envelop my naked form. He kissed my neck, his mustache tickled me and I turned into a putty. He held me firm across my chest and gave my teenage balls a firm squeeze.
"Almost finished," asked Steve.
I answered, "Just need to check your rifle."
"Later, I need you to check something else," he growled into my ear.
My body tingled and he let me fall to my knees. I was face to face with his meaty cock. It hung flaccid and I opened my jaw wide. I slid him into my gaping maw. He reached his full mast while I bobbed my head on his dick. I rested my chin on his heavy sac and I looked up at him with my dark brown eyes. He was breathing heavily. He cupped my face and bit his lower lip. I continued with servicing his cock. I wrapped my hand around his wet shaft and began to stroke him while I blew him. With this new stimulus on his massive cock, he began to let out soft moans of approval with every stroke. I picked up my pace and soon his groans grew louder.
He put his hands on my head and guided me off his throbbing cock. He then took my hands and got me to my feet. He then scooped me up and carried me like I was a bride being carried over the threshold. He brought me to the bedroom where he laid me down onto the bed. I rolled over and presented myself to him. With my ass up I reached back and spread my hairless hole in anticipation of his massive manhood.
He lubed me up generously, even sliding two of his thick fingers into me. I let out a moan of approval. I wanted him to use me, fill my young hole with his massive cock. Then I wanted his hot cum dumped inside me. He didn't wait long to fulfill my fantasy.
He impaled me on his massive rod. Going balls deep, making me into a puddle under his thrust. I uttered some primal guttural noise as he methodically pumped his cock into my ready-made hole. I gripped the sheets and shouted into the air. Steve pulled my hair to keep my head up so I couldn't muffle my moans. He loved hearing me in the throws of passion. My yells continued as he filled me out. His heavy balls slapped my taint. He was full of cum.
He let go of my head and wrapped both his meaty hands around my hips. He gripped me tight. He changed his pace. It was more forceful and frantic. Then with one mighty thrust, he slammed his cock home. I felt it enlarge even further and then the much anticipated flood of his seed filled my insides. Burying himself further into my hot wet hole he collapsed onto me as he shouted from his orgasm. I joined him in the vocalizations of fucking.
After the last wave of orgasmic energy had subsided. He pulled out of me. He then rolled me on my back. With one hand he shoved his middle two fingers into my well creamed pie and with the other he stroked my young raging erection. I did not last long, with only a few pumps I had erupted like Old Faithful. I let out a string of expletives and gibberish as my own climax peaked.
He withdrew his hands from my now limp form. I heard the shower start and I took this as my signal to get cleaned up. On shaky legs and with his cum dribble down my leg and my own puddle on my chest I made my way to the hot spray of water.