Kate was lying next to me and from her little wheezes I decided she had finally fallen asleep. My eyes were wide enough to stick to my forehead, and I continued to chew my lip as I lay on my back, staring into the shadows of the dark ceiling. After what Matt said...
I don't know if I should meet up with him. Is he awake now like me? How does he plan to surpass Sam? Like I'm about to do to Kate? My heart was beating so fast that I put my hands in my hair and after a while I quietly got out of bed.
Leaving the creaky stairs behind and going down to the living room was the first step of my difficult task. I wasn't sure what I would find there and when I got there it already looked empty. At that moment, I was ready to go back to bed, thinking about what an illusion I was in. But then I saw something. On the porch. It's a long damn shadow.
I opened the door as quietly as I could, and as I stepped out into the cool night air, the man with his back turned, without looking at me, said in a low voice, "You're here."
Matt abandoned the hot mug he was holding on the porch fence, and when he turned to look at me in the darkness, I screamed silently, "This is too risky! What are we doing here? Matt, what are you..."
I was interrupted by a hot mouth closing on mine at the speed of a million light. He pushed me so that my back was pressed against the wooden wall of the porch, and the sharp taste of coffee on his lips flowed into my mouth.
I was shocked. We were outside, one of the girls could decide to wake up at any moment. Going to the toilet or something like that. Then they will realize that none of us are sleeping next to them anymore.
I quickly pulled away to end the kiss when Matt's hand found its way into the waistband of my shorts, "What the hell are you doing? We can't... Not here!"
"This can't wait," he whispered in a very sharp voice, hissing as a large palm settled on the bare edge of my ass. He took one of his exposed hands and tucked it into my shorts. I felt how hard he was. I was hard too. A lot. Who am I kidding?
His lips quickly returned to mine. Matt and I rolled around and made our way to the couch on the porch. It was happening so fast. My ears were ringing, my head was spinning, my tongue was making clumsy movements against his.
We didn't stop until our knees hit the seat, making us laugh silently. It was a breathtaking experience. We finally fell over. Matt was lying right on top of me. He was very heavy. I do not care. He continued to kiss me while diving into the roots of my hair with both hands. It was quick, it was exactly what I wanted. This is what I needed.
While our erections were nudging each other, he pulled my head up with such a hard grip that I thought my hair would come out. As he pulled his lips away from mine, he asked breathlessly, "Am I crushing you?"
I laughed, finding it a little cute, "Please do it. I'm a guy, remember? I can handle this."
"That's all you have to deal with." He threaded his fingers through mine, lifting one arm and pressing it against the couch while guiding my other hand into his shorts.
I went numb when I felt how hard it was in my palm. My thumb brushed his skin and the tip was wet with some precum. I laughed, earning a loud hiss from Matt as I moved my hand to spread his length, "We should be quiet."
I started gently massaging his cock, which became slippery within seconds. It barely fit in my palm. As he continued to lie on top of me, Matt's eyes closed, his forehead rested against mine, and as we connected our lips, he whispered, "Do this forever."
My heart was beating like it was going to explode. I twitched, gaining a monstrous erection in my shorts. At the same time, I lifted my ass off the couch and loosened the waistband of my shorts so he could touch me and feel his hands on me. Matt understood, using one arm to prop himself up on the couch to take his weight off of me. His hand dove into my shorts very quickly. We took a few moments to explore each other, caress each other, maybe more than that, but I already lost track of time.
We were in a pretty uncomfortable position, but that was the last thing I cared about. Matt's hand in my shorts took some precum from the tip of my dick, smeared it on his fingers, and a distinct moan escaped my mouth as his two slick fingers slowly slid down my dick, drawing a light line around my hole, stroking from top to bottom, penetrating all the wetness there. He was making fun of me.
"Damn Matt." I cursed breathlessly.
"Who can't keep their mouth shut now?" He laughed, circling my hole with his fingers as he leaned in to kiss me, his tongue entering my mouth.
My dick shook like it was going to explode. Every time he moved his fingers, I felt a huge hunger for him to thrust them in. I felt ashamed, feeling that I had squeezed his dick too hard in my palm. It was a signal. He pressed his forehead against mine as Matt's slick fingers entered my ass with a very slow acceleration, our eyes were glued together, he didn't kiss me but his mouth was on mine, he growled, "I want to fuck this shit so bad."
"Do it!" I barked, almost howling, "Fuck me."
"I have other plans for tonight."
He took his fingers out of my ass. Big disappointment, they haven't moved a bit since we walked in. Not taking his eyes off me, Matt took his hand out of my shorts and put the two fingers that had just entered me into his mouth and sucked hard, pushing me to the edge of infinite madness.
I gasped as I looked at him. I kept pumping his dick and he sucked his fingers like a fucking lollipop, then moved them back to my shorts. I felt expanded, I felt ready for it. He inserted two fingers, now covered in his saliva and very slippery, into my ass again and made me moan. He began pumping them into me at a torturous, very slow pace. I was stroking his dick and he was fucking me perfectly with his fingers. Wow.
He leaned down, tucked his face into the side of my neck, and his warm breath hit my skin. His moist lips moved up and down my skin, his tongue sucking for a moment, leaving small bites, and kissing again and again to heal. "I'm going to cum," I grunted, "Matt..."
Let's pause for a moment. If I lived on Earth in a million years, I wouldn't believe this ass bullshit. This was some shit that only happened in porn. To me it was. I can't cum unless someone shoves their dick down my throat or up my ass. But Matt did it, sticking his fingers in my ass, without touching my dick.
He placed a small kiss on my forehead before moving from my neck to my lips and began thrusting his fingers faster. Our breaths were mingling, we were an awkward mess lying on the couch. The faster he thrust, the faster I was stroking his cock. There was a simultaneous explosion. So intense.
Lightning flashed behind my eyes. My brain was tingling. My groin was shaking. I felt Matt tighten in my palm, his balls pulling upwards as his hot precum ruined his shorts. As the two of us moved closer to each other's lips to muffle every scream that came out of our mouths, I felt an intense stickiness on my hand.
"Fuck!" Matt nearly screamed as his tongue was on mine.
"Damn..." I silently accompanied him.
I fucked a woman, I fucked Kate, and it felt really good, but it was nothing compared to what I felt now. Being a slave to very powerful, physical, raw, primitive urges. To be his slave. Asking him to use me like a sex toy. Feeling wasted for his pleasure.
Matt paused for a moment with his forehead resting on mine, once he managed to regain his breath he very slowly removed his fingers from my ass and I released his cock. When we got our hands back, we were both in a very bad condition. We knew we had to go inside, maybe even take long showers, because we were making each other cum even though it was like we didn't do anything.
But he preferred to lie on me for a while. I was drowning in his wonderful scent, the fresh, masculine scent coming from his hair, his body, his neck, burning my nostrils.
"I..." I babbled, my chest heaving like a sea in a storm, not knowing exactly what I wanted to say.
"Me too... I feel the same way, Ben..." He replied before pulling me into another warm kiss.
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General Fiction"Shut up," he scolded as he cast a brief frown over his shoulder, "Stop acting like my dick is dying to be buried in your virgin hole."