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We made it up the elevator and all the way to the apartment door before Greg spoke.
"I've got to piss really bad, baby!"
"That's all you're gonna say?"
"I don't know what to say. I'm drunk. I'm cold. I need to piss. And how the fuck am I going to get this damn thing off my dick?"
"I've got the keys, G. I've got you."
"Do you still love me?"
"I'll love you again if that smell washes off, babe. Otherwise, you're sleeping in the hall."
"I still love you, babe."
"We'll talk about love in the morning, G. For now, let's get you in the shower."
The next morning while Greg was still asleep, I called Evan and told him I didn't think Greg was going to make it to the office until later. When I filled him in on the little after-party, he was furious. Cooper and his college buddy hadn't even been invited last night. One of the other tops had brought them along. They were young, hot and eager to fuck. A couple of other guys had cancelled, so Evan had let them stay. He felt responsible and said he'd sort things out. He was surprised Greg allowed himself get that drunk. I told him Greg had mumbled something in the shower about bottles of beer being shoved in his upturned ass over the course of the party; among other things. I told him I'd call back when Greg was awake and we'd had a chance to talk.
Next I sent a text to Greg's brother Mark. He was supposed to come over for dinner this evening and then stay the night. I asked if we could put it off a day or two till the weekend. It would give us more time to spend together anyway. He hesitantly agreed; but said the longer we made him wait, the rougher he was going to be on both of us. It sounded like a fair trade off to me.
I was on my laptop, working when Greg started to come to life. I'd never seen him as drunk as he had been last night. I'd made him down some aspirin and a lot of water before we went to bed. I wondered how hungover he would be. He started to moan and then mumbled something I couldn't make out. Was he waking up from a dream? Even with the comforter over him, I could tell he was humping into the mattress. Then out of the mumbling, I clearly heard one side of his dream conversation:
"No fucking way!"
"Why can't I fuck you? I'm always the top."
"Oh. Okay but just go slow."
"No! No! Too fast! Fucker!"
Then he rolled over and jolted awake. His eyes opened wide to take in his surroundings. He sat upright and saw me sitting at the counter.
"What the fuck happened? What time is it? Why didn't you wake me up?"
"It's okay, babe. You got in late. You've only been sleeping a few hours. I've talked to Evan. It's okay!"
As I went to pour him a cup of coffee, he threw the covers off and sat on the edge of the bed. He sat there staring at the floor until I got there with his caffeine fix. Still unable to make eye contact, he took the cup from me and took a sip. The first thing I noticed was that his cock looked harder than I had ever seen it. It was flexing and there was a pearl of precum on the tip.
"Must of been some dream, G? Or were you thinking of me?"
He looked down and shook his head.
"Hangovers make me horny; but I think I'm still drunk."
Handing back the cup, he got up and made a beeline for the bathroom. I was afraid I was going to hear retching; but was relieved to just hear him pissing endlessly. That was followed by some thunderous gas, some cursing and finally a flush. Then I heard him gargle and spit; then, gargle and spit; then, gargle and spit. When he came back out, his big dick was once again sticking straight out. He went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water, guzzling it as he came back to the bed. With the water in one hand, he reached for the coffee and took another sip. Eventually he turned his head to face me. He went to speak, then stopped. It was like he was trying to figure out what to say. Then he sat the water on the nightstand. Taking another sip of his coffee, he let his other hand drop down to his erection.
"I'm sorry you had to come get me, Col."
"It's okay. I was worried about you. It wasn't like you to take off like that."
"I don't know where to start, babe. I'm sorry I worried you. But I don't think I should apologize about the rest, though. Right? Wasn't I doing what you wanted me to do? I guess I don't know. We never talked about how far we would go."
"You're right. When I got home last night, I kept thinking we should have set some boundaries; made some rules. We didn't, though. I'm not mad at you, G. Is that what you're thinking? I'm not mad, babe. "
"I am kind of worried about one thing. I was so drunk. Honestly Col, I'm not sure what all happened after I left Evan's. I remember leaving with that kid. You seemed to be having fun; and he said we'd be back before you even knew we were gone. I know he was rude to you. He was really sweet to me, though. He said he wanted me to himself for awhile, away from all the other guys at the party. He kept telling me he'd never been with anyone so hot. He told me I was the best lover he ever had."
"Yeah, I'm not sure Cooper was the right guy to trust."
"Cooper? His name's Cooper? Hmm. I don't know what to think, baby. He just made me feel really special; but then it's like I blacked out."
"I get it, Greg. Your right, I wanted you to let loose. I thought you were really starting to embrace it. Believe me, babe; I'm not mad. I'm glad he realized how hot and special you are. In the end, though, I think he might not have been as nice a guy as you think. I think the power might've gone to his head. If he thought you guys had a connection, that's one thing. If he was just saying nice things so he could use you, that's another thing altogether.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he let his roommate fuck me. I don't know. My ass feels destroyed. You wouldn't believe what just came out of my ass in the bathroom."
"His roommate? Really. Are you sure, babe?"
"Well, this Cooper guy said I was so fucking hot. He said he wanted to show me off. So his roommate's a football player, who likes older guys. Said he wanted me to fuck him; but I had that damn cage on. Then Cooper told the roommate that I'd already let him fuck me; and that I let him come in me twice. Then I remember laying on my stomach while Cooper played with my hole. I felt him push some something in my ass. He said he was going to clean me up. He told me to stay on my stomach and let it soak in. It wasn't till he pulled it out to shove in another one, that I saw it was a beer bottle. That's the last thing I remember. No wonder I'm still feeling it."
I wasn't sure if this was the best time. I went and grabbed Greg's phone and handed it to him. His hand was still on his rock-hard cock. Rather than remove his hand, he sat his coffee on the nightstand so he could take his phone. I couldn't resist that cock. I got down on my knees. He gave me a questioning look. Before I moved my mouth onto his cock, I looked up at him.
"Look at your texts, babe. Cooper might end up being an asshole; but he's very generous with the photos."
I started to slowly lick around the head of his cock. It was like steel.
"Fuck! That's his roommate. I didn't know anyone was taking pictures."
"I can't believe how hard you are after the night you had, G."
"I was in that cage all night, remember. I wanted to come so bad while we were at Evan's. When your locked up, it fucks with your head. I was so horny."
"Keep scrolling, babe."
As I took him deep in my mouth, he started to freak out.
"Jesus! How many pictures are there? How did they...? I don't remember...? Oh fuck! How many guys are there?"
I took my mouth off of his cock just long enough to tell him I didn't know the answers to his questions.
"You can count up the guys in the pics, babe. I don't know if there were others; but we know these guys all had a turn. Do the pics jog your memory? Any of the guys look familiar?"
"Your mouth feels so good, Col. I definitely remember the football player. Maybe the ginger guy? Shouldn't I be embarrassed? Instead of being ashamed, I'm kind of annoyed that I don't remember all this. It's like I missed out. If it was anyone else in the pics, I would think it was fucking hot. Oh fuck, nobody gives head like you do? I love you, babe. Am I ever going to get to fuck you again?"
In answer, I stood up and kicked off my shorts. I had him nice and wet. While he stayed seated on the edge of the bed, I turned around and pulled my cheeks apart. Then I slowly sank down on that familiar cock. He gasped as he bottomed out. My ass was awfully tender. I wasn't making any sudden movements. I slowly started to work myself in his dick.
"You better not come yet, G. Remember when we talked about reclaiming the other day? After you saw Cubby fuck me? You were so excited. You were eager to be inside of me after he had bred me."
"Jesus! Of course, I remember. I remember his cum leaking down on me as I went inside you. It was fucking amazing. I just don't know how long I can last, though. Why can't I come?"
"Then after Evan fucked me. Do you remember shooting without touching yourself? After he left, I wanted to feel you fuck me; but Evan said you weren't allowed to cum again. I wanted you to feel his load in my ass. You remember?"
"I'm going to come if you don't stop right now!"
I quickly straightened my legs and lifted off of him. I want to feel him shoot; but there was something else I wanted to do more.
"Get on your back, G! Quick! I've been waiting four years for this. Four years I've wanted you to feel my cock in your ass. No more excuses. It's time for me do some reclaiming of my own. I want all of you, baby. Mostly though, I want you to want me. Do you want all of me?"
He willingly lifted up his legs. HIs hole was still red and swollen. I spit on it; then I spit in my hand and spread it on my cock. I scooted in closer and looked into his eyes.
"Can you say it, babe? I want you to tell me. Tell me you want me to breed you."
"Yes! Fuck, yes! Please, Colin. Just go easy, huh? I can't tell you how bad my ass hurts!"
With the head of my cock poised at his hole, I spit one more time. Then I slowly sunk into my man. He grimaced. I knew how sore he must be; but I wanted this for both of us. He ass felt so good around my cock. Once I was all the way in, I just held still. I didn't want to come too soon. I wanted to breed this sexy fucking man, just not too soon.
"Fuck, baby! Fuck, you feel good inside of me. Sorry I made you wait so long. You feel so damn good."
"I can't believe I'm doing this. Can't believe I'm fucking you, G! I'm not going to last long. I want to savor it; but that's what you get when you let a bottom boy fuck you. We don't gret enough practice topping, so we want to explode as soon as we feel the ass muscles around our dicks. Now that the seal has been broken, I'm going to fuck you whenever I want. Right?"
"Oh yeah! Even as beat up as my hole is, you feel amazing, Col. I don't care if you come fast, baby. There'll be plenty of time for you to practice on me later. Doesn't matter how long you last. I want you to come in me. I want you to breed me, babe."
I almost lost it when I heard him ask me to breed him. I leaned forward, pushing his legs closer to his chest. It's not easy for a shorter top when your bottom is tall; but I stretched far enough to swipe my tongue between his lips. Kissing just made my need to come more urgent, though. I leaned back again so I could look at him. His long cock was still hard as a rock. I grasped it in my hand, spit on it to slick it up, then started to stroke it in time with my fucking. I couldn't hold out anymore.
"Tell me again, baby. Where do you want me to come? Say it, G. What do you want me to do?"
"Fuck me, Colin. Please, baby. Show me what I've been missing. Come in me, please. Breed me, baby."
I don't know if I've ever had an orgasm like that. It started deep in my balls and I started to growl. I was still jacking furiously on his cock. I wanted him to come with me. I wanted to be the one to make him come.
"Now, G. I'm fucking you, babe. Come with me! I'm ready to breed!"
As I felt the jizz shoot out of me, Greg erupted. His cum shot everywhere. I kept stroking and he kept spurting. As I was loading up my man's ass, his cum squirted up to his face and neck and chest. I pushed into him as far as I could. I held my hips still as I felt my cock pulse deep inside him. He was drenched. With my balls empty, I let my cock slide out so I could scoot up within easy kissing range. With his cum smeared between us, I lay on top of him as we both caught our breath. If only every fuck could be like this.
It really was amazing. Soon enough though, Greg drifted back to sleep and I had work to get done. I called Evan again and made sure it wouldn't be a problem if Greg took the day off. I finished up my reports for work. I just had time to shower and throw on some clothes for a zoom call with the team. Then I called my boss, Howard, to see if he minded if I took the afternoon off. Howard had been one of the surprise breeders that Evan had lined me up with a few days ago. Howard said he'd already spoke with Evan this morning. Evan had filled him in on the events of last night. He told me to go ahead and take the rest of the day off; but made it clear I would need to repay him somehow.
With the schedule clear, I stripped down and crawled into bed with my sweetie. He woke just long enough to kiss me and pull me in to spoon. I was amazed that he was already fully boned up again. I nestled back into him and was soon asleep.
It was late afternoon when our bladders woke us up. Standing together in front of the toilet, Greg keep his arm around me as we pissed.
"G, baby. I love you; but you need to shower again. You have alcohol oozing out of your pores."
"I'm actually feeling a lot better. Rather than shower now, you want to hit the gym together? Maybe I can sweat the rest of the booze out."
"Sure, babe. Might as well get really smelly. You still have my load up inside you, G? It makes me happy, you know; that you're carrying my jizz in you."
"It's still there, stud. Though I can't promise there's not some leftover college jock DNA swimming around up there with it."
"It'll be fun to work out together. Watching you on the machines. Knowing my slutty boyfriend is all knocked up."
"Wouldn't the other guys at the gym love to know that? How would that be for some locker room talk? 'You see that sexy cub over there? That's my boyfriend, Colin. That sexy fucker shot a bucket load of cum in me earlier. It's probably dripping out of my hole as we speak'. Don't tempt me, baby. I'm actually dying to tell someone!"
"Is that right? Hmmm. Who to tell? How about this, G? When we get back from the gym, you can call Jorrie and see if he wants to bring his sexy black ass over here for dinner? Then I can call our favorite restaurant and see if Justin's delivering tonight. He's got quite the crush on Jorrie, you know. I told him we'd have them both over some night. They may both be total tops; but between the four of us, I'm sure we can work something out."
"That's why I love you, Col. Always coming up with ideas. How about this? Four naked friends; four cell phones. Video from every angle to share with they guys down at the gym!"
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