The Wylie Diaries : Where The Flowers Bloom

Chapter Seventeen: Drunk In Love

It didn't take long before my heart was racing and almost jumping out of my chest. Tyler had just locked the door behind us and the butterfly feeling in my stomach had yet to disappear. The feeling seemed to radiate to every corner of my body, making me unable to control my actions any longer.

"Tyler, I-"

"Don't talk, just answer. Is this what you want?"

"Yes" I respond, listening to his command.

"Good."

He takes the hand that he has been holding and places it on the belt of his jeans. I place the other beside it, tugging at the belt which holds up the only defense I have against the monster which hides beneath them. His belt seems stiff, my hands unable to pull it, shaking from nervousness and excitement.

"Do you.. need a hand?" Tyler grins.

"Yes."

He removes my hands from his belt, placing them on his chiseled torso. Slowly, he removes the belt which held up his jeans and,in one swift motion, they fall to the floor with a metallic clang.

"Are you ready?" He asks me.

"Yes."

My eyes, now looking directly into his, wander up and down his body. I put one hand on his chest and the other on the bottom of his shirt and lift it up and over his head. He takes the shirt and throws it across the room. Placing his hand on the back of my head, he leads me down his body. His chest slightly hairy but not enough to distract from his well toned and chiseled physique. His hand does not budge from the back of my head, using its power to control the movement of my tongue, which is now caressing his nipple. Tyler moans as I delicately lick his nipple, twirling my tongue around the piece of flesh. His moans intensify as my tongue moves from his nipple down onto his stomach.

"That feels so good" Tyler moans, as my hands find their way onto his now exposed boxer shorts. A considerable bulge emanates from the boxer shorts, the tip of his now erect penis exposed above his boxers. I pull his boxers down, getting on my knees and positioning myself between his legs. His scent penetrates each fibre of my being, an alluring musk which seductively entices me to place his considerable girth into my mouth. I attempt to take as much of his girth into my throat as possible, my throat widening to accommodate its unnatural proportions.

"Mmh.. that feels so good" he moans.

His warm penis now fills my throat, denying me any opportunity to reply. Placing his hands on the back of my head, he thrusts in and out, his balls moving with the rhythm of his entire body. I regain control, pulling his penis out of my mouth and looking up at him seductively as I use his penis to hit myself a few times.

"That is so hot" he moans, struggling to control himself as he takes his penis and rams it into the back of my throat once more. Pre-cum oozes out of the tip, trickling down the back of my throat.

"That's enough" he says. 

He lifts me into a standing position, immediately pulling down my trousers and taking my boxers with them. My cock stands to attention, ready to receive any attention that Tyler has to offer it. He takes my cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip and providing enough suction that it feels like I am in heaven. I let out an uncontrollable moan as he attempts to take the entire size down his throat, unable to because of its sheer length. He gags as he makes one final attempt to take it down his throat, pre-cum dripping from the tip and falling straight down the gap inside of his throat. He licks up and down the lengthy shaft, paying special attention to the head as he flicks his tongue underneath it. The feeling sends me into overdrive, my palms now sweaty and my legs almost too weak to stand.

Tyler removes his mouth from my cock, standing up and giving his penis a few strokes, using my left over spit on his penis as lube.

"You ready to take it all?" he laughs, slapping my ass as he turns me around and bends me over the kitchen table.

"Go slow" I ask, worried that my tightened hole will not be able to take his considerable girth without pain.

"Don't worry, I'll make you feel good."

He wasn't lying. He slowly pushes the tip of his penis into my hole, the hole now stretching to accommodate his girth. I let out a moan, the feeling of pain replaced almost instantly with ecstasy as he pushes further into my passageway. He slides it out and back in, allowing time for it to further stretch before he unleashes his full power onto my unsuspecting ass. His pace quickens, thrusting becomes more regular as his moans increase. 

"Wylie you feel so fucking good" he says.

"Fucking hell you're so big" I scream, as his pace quickens even further.

He stops thrusting for a second, taking his arms and wrapping them around my waist. He picks me up, my legs now wrapped around his torso as he suspends me in mid air. He carries me against the wall, thrusting a few times to make sure his penis stays erect inside of me. He kisses me tenderly on the lips, his breath warm and heavy as he pants like some sort of animal in between each thrust. 

I take my hand and wrap it around my considerable length. With each thrust of his penis inside me, my hand jerks my penis. The feeling of his tool hitting the spot of pure pleasure each time he thrusts is heavenly, allowing the feeling of wanking my penis off to intensify beyond normal. 

"Tyler, it feels so good. I don't know how much longer I can last"

"It feels so good being inside you. I don't know how long I can carry on"

"Let it out Tyler, do it"

His pace quickens, my hand moving up and down my shaft in unison with each thrust. He quickly moves me over to the sofa, continuing to thrust as he places me on my back. He pulls out of my hole, his hands now on his penis and stroking it a final few times.

"I'm.. I'm.. I'M GONNA CUM" he screams, as his penis erupts all over my chest. His man juices combining with the sweat which had accumulated from this hour long fuck session.

"Tyler, I'm going to cum soon"

He moves my hands, taking my length into his mouth once more.

"Tyler, I'm... I'm.. Oh my god it's coming" 

He doesn't move his mouth away from my cock, my juices flowing into his mouth. He swallows it all, not wasting anything, even the drop which trickles down my shaft onto my balls.

We lay there for a few minutes, trying to recover the energy we had just expended. 

"Wow" I exclaim.

"Wow" he responds.

"I think we need to have a bath"

"So do I, I have your cum all over my chest." I laugh, pointing to the large amount of juices he left behind.

We spend an hour in the bath, laying there in each others arms, using the time to relax and catch our breath.

"I can't wait to have you in my bed tonight" Tyler says.

"Oh my god. We didn't even make it to the bedroom" I laugh.

"Next time"

"I quite liked doing it spontaneously like that" I respond, winking at him as I go in and  kiss him on the lips.

He giggles, his smile growing slowly just like his penis has begun to do.

"Round two, Mr Phenix" he laughs.

"Round two."

Tyler takes me by the waist again, the hours seemingly blurring into one before we find ourselves in each others embrace in bed.

"Goodnight, Mr Phenix."

"I don't like the sound of that. Call me Mr Ringhand" I respond. "It is my name true name after all."

"Goodnight, Mr Ringhand."