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This is a companion series to "Used Rough and Whore Out" in the Authoritarian section. This takes place after chapter 8 of that series.
I brought the collar up around his neck. He purred and let me buckle it on him. I found the lube and quickly stroked my cock. Another squirt into his crack and I pushed two fingers into his hole.
"I'm going to save the handcuffs for round two."
With that, I slid my hard, stubby cock inside of him. I was ready for my new adventure.
I had him pushed up against a brick wall in the basement of his apartment building. My dick may not be the longest, but it is fat. Just like this cub's perfect ass. I started in slow and could feel him open up to accept me. I pulled him in tight so I could penetrate as deep as possible. I had my left firm hold on his head. My left palm was on his forehead, pulling him back to me. My right hand was around his neck. When I squeezed that hand, just under his chin, he emitted a deep groan. It looks like Colin likes a little breath control.
"I have never been inside a hotter ass, stud!"
"Fuck! I can't....Just fuck me."
Worried about his beautiful face up against the brick wall, I take a step back and pull him with me. Now my left hand was free to grab the back of his collar. Still keeping the other hand tight on his neck. I started to really drive into him. I let my hand drop from his neck and slide down his torso. I grabbed his right pec. Fuck, was this little cub jacked up. His tit filled my cupped palm. I gripped the very tip of his nipple and gave it a tweak.
"Oh, yes. Thank you. Please work my nips. Fuck!"
"You're lucky I didn't fuck you right there in the diner, you little slut. You kept scooting over closer to me. I could see your precum soaking through your jeans. And your smell. What is that fucking smell? I've never wanted another man so bad in my life."
"You can fuck me anywhere. Pull my nips! Fuck!"
"I should have thrown you on the table and fucked you right there. I could see your ass through the rips in your jeans. I assumed you didn't have underwear on and I thought that was hot. When I saw the strap to you jock, I almost nutted on the spot."
"Fuck, yes. So fucking good. Use me."
"You'd like it if I fucked you in front of other people, wouldn't you? Has your friend Rey seen you getting dicked down? Has he heard you beg for cock? Think he would like to see Colin the Cub use his ass to milk a load out of my prick?"
"Fuck. I don't care! I don't care who's watching."
"I think you do, Cub. I think you do care. I think you would be even more of a slut if you knew people were watching. I know I'd like that. Most guys think I just bottom. I'd love to have them watch me rail the hottest cub in the city."
I slid both hands down to grab his hips. No matter how hard I slammed, he was pushing back onto me. I reached around with my right hand and wrapped it around his prick. It was so fucking fat. It was slick with precum. I looked down and could see where it had been dripping on the concrete floor. As he pushed back against me, his perfect fat slippery cock fucked itself in my tightened fist. I'd never been in an ass like this. I was afraid that I was going to come to soon. I eased out of his ass and dropped down to my knees. I dove in and swiped my tongue up and down his crack, but not stopping on his hole. He was letting out quiet little gasps.
"Oh fuck, Sir. Please...please..."
So I fastened my mouth directly over his puckered hole. It was open and blossoming for me. Totally smooth. I grabbed a butt cheek in each hand and pushed them together. Then I smacked them and watched them wobble. What a fucking ass! It looked perfect framed by his white jock. I pushed my tongue inside of him as far as I could reach. He was back to his gasps and grunts now. As I rimmed him, all I could think about was that wide sexy tongue of his and what it was going to feel like on my hole.
Then we heard voices at the top of the stairs. It was a mad scramble to pull up our jeans. Colin had tossed his shirt down the hall when he took it off. I just had mine pulled over the back of my neck. I retrieved his shirt while he grabbed his leather bag from the floor. We headed for the stairs and passed a couple coming down to the laundry room. I'm sure they could tell what we had been up to. It wasn't until we got to the top of the stairs that I noticed Colin still had his collar on. I tugged on it and laughed. He just did that cute shoulder shrug he had done when I first met him. He didn't care.
"Do you think your roommate has left for work? If not, my place is only about twenty minutes away."
He pulled out his phone and checked the time. He fired off a quick text. There was no one else in the entry hall. I slid my hand down and with my index finger found his hole through his ripped jeans. He made a low growling sound in the back of his throat. Then he looked back at his phone.
"Coast is clear. Come on."
Before the elevator doors could close, we lunged at each other. I just couldn't get enough of this cub. We were both rock hard again. I couldn't resist grinding into him. I loved the feel of his tongue in my mouth; and mine in his. I slid my hand inside the back of his jeans and probed his hole again. He reached behind him and held my wrist so I couldn't pull out of his ass. The elevator doors opened. He stuck his head out and looked both ways. When he saw there was no one there, we duck walked across the hall to his apartment door, still connected finger to hole.
The apartment was spacious; but was really just an oversized studio. We scrambled past the living area. The kitchen was off to the side. In a big alcove in the back was a freshly made queen sized bed. I pushed him down on his stomach and dived on top of him. Truth be told, with his muscle, he could probably overpower me if he wanted to. Today he didn't want to. I was so excited to take the lead.
With all my weight on top of him, I twisted his head to the side so I could kiss him some more. My hips were grinding into his ass. As I humped against him, he emitted that throaty gurgle into my mouth as we made out. I started to pull back. I put one hand on his neck to keep him flat on the bed. The other hand went to his denim covered ass. These levis had been threadbare and ripped earlier. Now they were nearly shredded.
"Sorry, Cub. I've seen them do this in porn."
With that I slid my fingers into the fabric. One rough pull and they split up the seam. That perfect round ass lay in front of me. I popped the buttons on my fly. I pulled my aching dick out the side of my jock pouch. Then I sank back into the world's hottest ass. I just relaxed and rested all my weight on him. He let out a deep moan. I loved that he still technically had his jeans and jock on, as did I. I slid my hands up under his shirt and gripped a pec in each hand. Then I slowly started to withdraw. Everything had been so frantic up to this point. Now I was going to slowly fuck this boy.
In the back of my mind I thought, at this pace I could fuck this boy for hours. Maybe come in his hole and then stay connected while we drifted off for a nap. Then slowly start up again, using my cum for lube for the next round.
Why was I fantasizing when I was living a real life porno? I brought myself back to reality. The reality was I was balls deep inside this perfect guy. It wasn't that I wanted him more than anyone else. It was that he wanted me just as badly. I thought I was punching above my weight. Apparently he did not. I ran my fingers lightly along the nape of his neck. He turned his head so he could kiss me again.
"I can't believe this ass, baby. I can't believe you're giving me this ass."
"Are you fucking kidding me? This is the best sex I've ever had. I've never wanted anyone to fuck me like this. You could slow fuck me like this for as long as you want. After you come, just stay where you are. When your dick gets hard again, just keep fucking."
What the fuck did I do to deserve this? For the last several hours, my life has been like I was living in a porn film. I'm living in a porn and it's fucking fantastic. Now I have this sexy man thinking the same thoughts that I'm thinking. He's reading my mind. He's reading my mind and he's milking my cock with his round muscle ass.
"Colin. I want to fuck you all day; but if you keep working your ass magic on me, I'm going to come, baby."
"Whatever you do, don't pull out. Please don't pull out. I'm on Prep. Please come in me."
"If I wasn't ready to come before, I was after I heard that. The second he said that, I grabbed him by the shoulders for leverage. In less than ten frantic strokes, I was there. I didn't relinquish my hold on him; even though I was in no danger of him pulling away. I held him tight and fired off pulse after pulse of cum. Before the final burst, Colin started to shriek. Still connected, I rolled to my side and slapped his fist away from his cock. I took over jacking that fat cub cock. When he started to blast, his ass squeezed around my dick. Once we had both given up our last drop, the tension eased and my cock slipped out of him. My load was oozing out and over his balls. He shifted around to face me.
"What the fuck just happened here?"
"Looks like I just bred your ass. It also looks like you just shot cum over your head and all over the wall behind us."
"Okay. I know what happened; but how? Is this what sex is always like for you. Is this your normal weekend hookup? I'm thinking I didn't even know how good sex could be, until now. I feel like I've been missing out, somehow."
"I'm the wrong one to ask, babe. I've had a very unusual weekend so far. But honestly, this may be the best fuck of my life, too. Something about you drives me nuts. But right now, I've really got to pee. Bathroom?"
Colin rolled off the bed, grabbed my arm and led me around the corner to the bathroom door. While I relieved my bladder, I worried that he might be getting dressed while I was in here. Instead, I emerged from the bathroom to find him wearing even less. He had pulled of his shirt and ripped jeans. He was sitting on a bar stool at the kitchen counter in his jock, buckling a leather harness across his chest. When he looked up and saw me, he beamed. Then that signature tongue move, swiping across his lower lip.
"Do you like it?"
"I fucking love it, baby!"
"We don't usually walk around the apartment naked. My first impulse was to pull on a robe. Then I decided I'm not going to listen to my boring impulses any more. I'm turning over a new leaf."
"When you say 'we don't usually walk around naked', just who is that 'we'? While I was in the bathroom, I was trying to figure out where the other bedroom could be. When you say 'your roommate', what does than mean exactly?"
I don't know why I expected him to be flustered; but I did. Instead he seemed confident. He looked me square in the eye and smiled. Then his little shrug.
"That would mean me and my boyfriend."
"So you have an open relationship?"
"As of the last hour, we do."
Another beaming smile.
"But somebody still needs to tell him."
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