Admit It

Chapter 9

[NSFW]

I can't do anything but stare at what I've unleashed. I figured he was pinning something down by wearing skinny jeans all the time, but I hadn't anticipated pinning something like this down.

My hand reaches for Tyler's boxers, gingerly touching him, already at full mast, and he leans his head on the back of the couch, both hands holding the sides of his swollen belly, moaning softly and whimpering. Feeling him with my hand still doesn't feel like it's real enough, so I wrestle with the fly on his boxers and thread his erection through.

I bite my lip and audibly moan. He's....huge. At least two inches bigger than I am, and just as girthy.

"Like what you see?" he says with a teasing hint in his voice, before his body jolts with a hiccup that ends in a rumbling burp.

"Drooling," I purr, moving his boxers further down to give my hand access to his balls, tugging at them and rolling them in my fingers, and I can almost feel him melt.

"Ugh fuck," he moans, pushing his hips further forward on the couch and his stomach makes a deep gurgling sound, moving up his throat. He belches loudly, and it's deep and wet and I feel lightheaded as all my blood rushes downward.

I eagerly start running my tongue all over him, closing my eyes and savouring the feeling of my soft tongue against his hard boner. Tyler's hips start to squirm, but he's pinned down under his own weight too much to actually push himself into my mouth. I wrap my lips around his head and breathe heavily, teasing him for a few breaths.

"Baby," Tyler whines, blindly reaching with one hand to try to catch my head, barely grazing my spiky hair because he's leaned so far back and his back is arched in an effort to make room for his swollen midsection.

Finally, I relent, slowly starting to close my lips and suck softly, bobbing my head slowly and trying to take more of him in each time. The sounds Tyler makes are so sexy, whining and moaning in an almost passed out way, with the occasional hiccup or short burp.

Once I get to half of his shaft it becomes much harder to take him deeper. I move my head very quickly, using one of my hands to jerk the other half of his dick and his breathing quickens. I slow and pop my mouth off, giving myself a break to slowly stroke his length, looking at his huge cock longingly and gearing myself up.

I slowly take him back into my mouth, closing my eyes and scrunching them tightly. Instead of bobbing my head, I keep pushing it forward, feeling his push into my throat and I still keep going. My lips hit the base of his cock and his balls rest against my chin, just as my gag reflex kicks in. I choke hard on him, moving my head slightly to let his cock vibrate in my throat.

"Oh fuck, ugh fuck, ohhhhh," Tyler moan, belching lazily at the end right as I release and pull my head back to catch my breath, and he waves his hand to stop me from taking my lips off him. "I'm so fu - uuuuuuuurp - cking close."

I bob my head quickly over the top half of his shaft, taking him in and out of my mouth while he whimpers, and when they turn to deep moans I suck hard, feeling his cock jerk and thick cum coats my tongue. He lasts longer than I expect, and finally I pop my mouth off, moving my tongue in my mouth to swallow slowly.

When I rise and get a good look at Tyler, he's splayed back on the couch, looking spent, head lolling to the side and moaning softly. His stomach is bursting forward from his skinny frame, one hand still resting on it and the other at his side from reaching for my head.

I move up onto the couch next to him and lean in to kiss his neck, nipping him slightly and touching myself through my shorts. The loose fit leaves little to the imagination, and when Tyler peeks I see a smirk spread across his lips.

He makes no movement towards me other than listlessly flicking his hand towards my shorts. I guide it further until he can feel my erection and he makes a whimpering sound, followed by a deep rumble in his throat. I run my hand over his belly and massage it, then up to his chest, grabbing his jaw and turning his face my way to hungrily kiss his lips.

I pull myself away, suddenly with an idea that consumes my thoughts. I grab the last beer, the fifth one, uncap it, then take my shorts and boxer briefs off. Swinging my leg over Tyler's lap to straddle him, I feel my erection brush against his belly and hold the beer towards his lips.

"Jackson, I don't think I can -" he starts, but before he finishes I push the bottle towards his lips and tip it up. Beer starts pouring into his mouth and he makes squeaking sounds while his throat works hard to swallow fast enough.

I bite my lip, watching the beer disappear from the bottle and rocking my hips to brush my throbbing boner against the hair under Tyler's belly button. I rearrange myself on the couch, moving up to rub the bottom side of my dick against the top round of Tyler's stuffed belly, and watch the last drops of beer disappear into his mouth.

He gasps for air as I lower the bottle, and before he can say anything, I toss the bottle to the side and brace myself against the top of the couch with my hands, pushing my cock into his open mouth.

I start pumping in and out of Tyler's mouth as his lips close around me, his eyes glazed and his cheeks filling while he burps from the beer. I move one of my hands to the wall, breathing heavily, and thrust harder, fucking his face hard and feeling my balls slap against his chin rhythmicly.

A string of belches erupts against my cock and I moan, throwing my head back and lost in the moment. "Fuck, holy fuck," I gasp loudly, moving my hips faster in ecstacy.

Tyler pauses, and I look down to make sure he's okay in with a slight moment of panic, but his tired, glazed food coma eyes meet mine and I watch his throat gulp a few times, knowing what's coming.

I somehow pump faster, fucking his face so hard I almost knock his head against the wall. My cock throbs in anticipation, and when it happens, I'm louder than I've ever been before.

First I feel it, then I hear it. A loud, wet belch, one that almost sounds chunky, and I can't last through it before I explode in his throat. I pull myself back so his lips rest only around my head, rocking slowly and enjoying every moment of the burp, letting it end and spurting the last few streams of cum before letting my head fall forward, breathing heavily and pulling out.

I fall next to Tyler on the couch, feeling ready to pass out myself from how dizzy the orgasm made me. Tyler rests a hand on top of mine and turns his head to look at me, leaning slightly towards me and burping shortly. It reeks of my cum and I lean over to kiss him, getting lost in a deep kiss before pulling away.

"Sorry, I should have asked -" I start, but Tyler silences me with another kiss.

"That was hot as fuck," he breathes, pushing his tongue into my mouth for a passionate kiss. "But you'd better take care of me now," he says, patting his stomach and wincing.

I nod, kissing his cheek and laying him down on the couch, spooning him and rubbing his stomach softly, coaxing out burps until he falls into the inevitable food coma.