Everyone is over the age of 18
Continued directly from the last story
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“Okay. I promise.”
My cock felt like it was imbued with a force. I knew it was going to be steel solid before it even came out.
I knew Miles felt it too from his crotch grinding into it.
“You want it right now?” I ask my friend in heat pressed against me.
“Yeah, but I have to go to the bathroom to…”
No.
I spin Miles around roughly by the hips, and his face lands on the door with a thud. Any guilt I feel is absolved by his moans. He wants it so bad, he's already flexing his ass towards me.
“Oh!” he moans as I tear his shorts down. “Kai…” I spread his cheeks and look at his hole closely.
It's not how it should be. The times I've fucked him, I've seen a tight pink ring after.
Tonight, it's puffier and with an angry red circle around it.
Slut.
I stand back up and take off my shorts. My cock, as hard as a sword, spears towards his damaged entrance. Whimpering, Miles rounds his back, dancing his hole away from my shaft.
“Did you use lube with him?” I hold his waist with one hand and hold my cock with the other so that everything lines up again.
“He said that he didn't have to…” Miles winces.
“That was some bullshit, wasn't it?” A part of my heart hurts for him, but another deeper part says serves you right.
Slut.
“Oh…Kai… you're so hard…”
“Mmhmm… feel.” I guide his hand to hold my cock proudly and he squeezes it.
“Oh my god.”
“Squeeze his jizz out.” I remove his hand and hold it against the door next to his head.
“Here?”
“Uh huh.”
“But…”
“Do it,” I say, grazing his earlobe with my chin. Miles arches his back again and I breathe into the side of his face as he pushes.
My dick head pushing against his hole becomes more slippery, and my tip infiltrates my best friend with the additional help.
“OHH! OH!!”
“This is what you get,” I bite his earlobe with conviction, “for being a slut.”
“OHHh! AhhHHHH!” He bangs on the door with a fist as I push in. It must feel like old stitches tearing, and I am tearing them fast. As much as it must hurt, Miles is letting me in.
Until
I'm
Balls
Deep
Inside.
“Fuck, Kai… oh…oh…oh…” His cheek radiates heat against my nose.
“You okay?” I whisper. “Yeah?” I move my head back so I can see his full expression. The half that isn't smashed against the door anyway.
“Yeah,” Miles groans, squeezing around the base of my cock.
“Are you sure?” I ask. He opens his eyes and peers at me as best as he can from this angle. A small smile softens his expression.
“Yeah,” he says. “Maybe a little spit?”
“Okay,” I say, looking down as I pull most of my member out. A white streak lines the top of it and I spit on the thickest middle part of my shaft.
With that, my dick goes smoother into his swollen hole. I feel the tension ebb away as I work the spit into him.
“Still okay?” I ask, fucking him gently.
“Yeah, I'm good,” Miles grunts. “You feel bigger today.”
I feel bigger today too. Like any guy, I worry sometimes about not being able to keep it up. Well, Miles did make that nightmare come true for me.
Just not for him. There’s no way this hard-on is going away. Because of how boned up I am, it feels fucking incredible to explore strokes in his ass. He's looser than before, but now I know that Miles wasn't lying when he said the jock who fucked him was only two fingers wide. There's still tightness left for me to wreck.
“How do you want it?” I pump into him, watching his face for any sign of pain.
“I want you to use my ass.” Miles opens his eye again, his pupil sliding to the corner to look at me. I sink into him, making us both grunt, and put my head on his shoulder.
“What does that mean?” I hump him in short bursts, and the way his breathing matches that in my ear is magic.
“Like…just treat me like an object to dump a load in.”
A sentence like that was just begging for another rougher hump. He surprised me in how well he took it, only letting a soft grunt when I pushed extra hard at the end.
It sparked a new feeling in me. I felt how hard I was inside his hole, and now I wanted him to feel it too.
The only time Miles made sound was when I dug in deep. It was an exhale every time I pressed into his guts with my cock head.
“Oh…” he grunts, face smushed against the wall.
“You wanted this.” I give him another hard thrust, and watch his face tighten with the effort.
Out. And his bright red cheek relaxes.
In. And it rises and forces the one eye visible to scrunch up.
Out. A hint of a smile curves his lips.
In. It vanishes in a pouty exhale.
I gotta fuck him.
“Oh!” Miles opens his eye and turns his head slightly to look back at me.
I gotta fuck him hard.
“Oh! Oh!” He pushes his ass towards me, leaning back seductively. “Oh! Yeah! Oh!”
Slut!
His head makes a hollow thud on the door as I shove the side of his face.
“Oh fuck, dude, sor–”
“OhHh!” His submissive moan cuts me off. “Oh my god! Ahh…ahHh…”
“You like that?” My chest rattles with escalating power. “Ah!” I lean forward and press onto his head with my forearm.
“AhHHHhhH!” His moan is distorted with the way his lips are squashed.
“Give me that ass!” I grunt. “Fuck!” The way he arcs his back makes his bubble butt feel like a cloud. “Yeah, you fucking slut!” I lean my weight onto his head.
“MMMM! MMMM!!!!” He reaches back and grabs the back of my thigh, following the movement of my body crashing into his.
“Yeah? You want loads up your ass? I'm going to give you a fucking load.”
“Please!” Miles whispers loudly.
“What'd you say, slut?” I lift my forearm off him, and he peels his face off the wood.
“Please breed me! Ah!”
Thud! His head slams back onto the door.
“Fuck, your ass…” I groan at the total submission of his hole to me. No matter how hard I fuck it, it doesn't let up.
He wants it.
He needs it.
And I'm going to give it to him.
“AhHHH!” I roar. “AhHh! AhHH!”
“Oh!”
“AhHHh! Fuck!” I pump jizz into his tight ass.
“Oh!”
“MMM! MMM! MMM!” I hump him with each spurt.
“Oh! Thank you… oh… thank you…” Miles moans deliriously.
“Mmm…” My rock-hard cock pulses in him. “Oh…”
“Holy…fuck…” He rubs my thigh. “I can really feel it this time… fuck…”
Again.
“I want you to cum.” I stop crushing his head, and take off my shirt. “Take it off.” I help him remove his damp shirt as well. “Oh…” The skin to skin contact with his back completes what I needed.
“It's okay. I don't need to,” Miles pants. “Fuck, that was so hot.”
“I didn't ask.” Kicking his feet apart, I feel my own jizz sliding back down his canal, making it feel extremely wet and messy.
“Oh…”
“Yeah, you feel that?” I take my cock out and watch my cum line his red hole. Then, I push it back into him.
“OhhhHH!”
“Jerk off,” I command him, taking myself out again and looking at his foamy hole wink at me.
“Okay…ohHH…OHhh,” he responds beautifully to my hard shaft gliding inside him. His forehead presses against the door, and his shoulder vibrates as he whacks himself off. “OhHh!”
“No more strangers' loads in here,” I say in his left ear. His red cheek is red, but his left cheek is maroon from the impact it has made on the wood.
“Okay,” Miles whimpers.
“And every time I give you a load, you cum too so you're not out there being a horny mess, capiche?” I pump into him deeply, slowly building him up.
“Okay… okay…” His hole wraps around me.
“Yeah, you're loose now, dude. You've got my nut slipping out of you. That’s what you were begging for.”
“Ohh…” Miles attempts to clench, and I pierce right through the weakened muscle. “OhHH! Fuck!!! OHhh! I'm going to cum.”
“Cum for me,” I say, and kiss the nape of his neck. As soon as my chin touched his skin, my best friend let out a strangled moan. “Oh yeah.”
His hole sends waves of mini throbs along my shaft.
Then, one big squeeze.
“AhHHhH!”
I hear it splatter on the door.
“Oh fuck, I'm going to cum again.” I kiss his neck. Instinctively, I start fucking him faster.
“AhHHHh!” Another hard squeeze on my shaft, but nature takes over and I tear into his ass with a force that I didn't know was in me.
“Fuck!!!!” The second orgasm makes my balls contract tight and then the following release makes me see white. “Ahh! Fuck! Fuck!” I drill my cock into his guts, determined to get my seed as deep into him as possible. “MMm…MM…MMM…” I rumble at each spike of pleasure until I run out of gas in the tank.
“Oh my god,” Miles pants and giggles. “Did you really just cum again? Oh… oh… okay…” The extra slippery feeling of my cock swimming in a pool of my jizz answers the question.
“You came, right?” Fuck, I think I bruised his face. I turn his head so I can get a better look. “You okay, buddy?”
“I am good, trust me.” His dorky smile eases my worries. “Oh my god…were you serious? Every time I want to get bred?”
“Yeah, I was.” I comb his bangs back to see if there is any bruising on his forehead.