Cameron Dallas: Escort To The Stars
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Ch. 4 Steven Kelly and Hayes Grier
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As the driver pulled up near Jack’s house, I saw Jack’s Range sitting in the driveway, but also an older style H2 yellow hummer. Before I could think too much about it the car came to a stop and I heard the driver say, “We’re here, Mr. Dallas.” I thanked the driver and got out and made my way up the driveway to the front door. As I passed the Hummer, I tried to get a look inside to see if I could make out who it belonged to. There really wasn’t much to see. A shaker bottle and a gym bag, but other than that the vehicle was remarkably clean. I shrugged it off and continued up the drive, my experience with Shawn still fresh on my mind and the taste of him still in my throat. Was I starting to actually like this line of work? Was I falling for Shawn? Was I gay? What about all the girlfriends I’d had and straight sex? Before I even realized it, I was at the door knocking. Jack answered the door shirtless. It’s becoming more and more obvious he’s either out of shirts or just likes showing off. He flashes a wide smile as he grabs my arm and brings me inside, “Heyyy! Cam. Took you a while! Wasn’t sure if you forgot to come by like I told you.” I shook my head as Jack shut the door behind me. “Nah, didn’t forget. Just had to make sure the client was happy. Doing my job the way you told me.” Jack smirked and nodded his head. “Glad to hear you say that. Speaking of jobs...” his voice trailed off. I knew what he meant. I dropped to my knees as I’d been trained to do.
From across the living room I heard a voice. “Damn, Jack! You DO have him trained!” The voice startled me. I hadn’t realized anyone else was in the living room. I jumped a little and Jack helped me to my feet as I turned around. Jack was laughing, “Yea, man. I told you he’d learned quick.” As I turned I saw a mountain of a man. Had to be 6’3, 220 lbs of solid, tanned muscle. And beside him, a smaller guy. He was fit, but beside the muscle god beside him almost looked like a kid. “Cam...” I heard Jack say, “This is Steven Kelly and Hayes Grier.”
I nodded up and down. I’d heard of Steven before. He’d gained a following in his modeling days and had recently really gotten into working out and getting as jacked as possible it looked like. And you could tell he was proud of it. He was wearing a white tank top and some gray sweatpants and chucks. Admittedly, if my body looked like that I’m not sure I’d have worn anything else either. And Hayes, that was a blast from the past. He stood beside Steven wearing an UnderArmour compression shirt with the sleeves torn off and some red gym shorts. I had done MAGCONs with his older brother, Nash, when we were younger. Both Hayes and Nash had the most piercing blue eyes. But Hayes was no longer a kid. While he was definitely smaller than Steven, but he’d really grown up. He was as tall as me and I could see his biceps were toned and growing. I could tell he’d been spending time in the gym with Steven training him. I grinned at them both, “What’s up, guys?” Is all I could mutter.
Jack pushed me toward the living room. “Go on over. Say hello. Don’t be rude.” he said. I started to walk across the room toward the guys. Steven was standing beside Nash rubbing his hands together smiling from ear to ear. “I’ve heard a lot about you, bro.” he said. My eyes were darting between both him and Hayes as I approached. I stuck my hand out to Hayes in a sign of friendship. “It’s been so long, man.” I said as I embraced him. Hugging him I could tell that he’d definitely been training. His body was hard and toned. I pulled away and then turned to Steven and he reached over abruptly and squeezed me by my throat. It shocked and scared me a little as I looked up. “I hear you’re quite the whore!” he said. Hayes kinda backhanded Steven as he and Jack looked on. “Cmon, man. Ease up a little. He’s an old friend.” Steven looked at Hayes and then back at me and I could feel his grip tighten starting to cut off my wind. “You like it, don’t you bitch?!” Steven asked. My eyes went from him, to Hayes who just kinda shrugged. I looked back at Steven. “Yes, sir.” I squeaked. Steven smiled and kept the pressure on my throat. “See, I told you, bud” he said to Hayes, “these whores are all the same. They wanna be used. That’s why they’re whores.” With that he took his index and middle finger from his other hand and put them on my lips and then into my mouth. Feeling my tongue and throat. His fingers tasted salty. It was the first time anyone had ever had so much power over me and I can’t say that I actually hated it.
“You ever had 2 cocks at once?” Steven asked. I shook my head no as best I could with Steven’s fingers in my mouth. He was pushing them down my throat to his knuckles seemingly testing the limits of my throat. I was determined not to disappoint. “Goooood.” Steven said with a smile. He pulled his fingers from my mouth and then pushed me to my knees. He put his massive hand on my head and ran his fingers through my hair before pulling my face to his crotch, making me sniff his musk through his sweatpants. I could feel his cock; rock hard against my face. I couldn’t tell how big exactly, but I could tell it was massive. A cock that definitely seemed to match his frame. Steven pulled his tank over his head and tossed it on the floor revealing what I already knew was underneath. His body was godly. Like he’d been sculpted from stone. His chest and arms were massive and his abs and midsection the hardest I’d ever seen. From the corner of my eye I could see Hayes stroking his dick through his red shorts. That’s when Steven grabbed me by my chin and made me look up at him. “Nuh uh, eyes on me.” he instructed. “I hear you give amazing head.” He growled down at me with an attitude not of disdain, but definitely entitlement. “Yes, sir. The best.” I replied. He laughed, as did Hayes. Steven laughed out loud. “Cocky. I like that. Hope you can back it up.”
With that Steven forced the front of his pants down and his cock bounced in my face. I had known it was big just from him grinding his cock against my face, but what I saw was even more impressive than I’d imagined. He had to be as thick as my wrist. My faces must have given away my shock as he took his cock in his hand and smacked it against my face. “Mhmm. And you’re gonna take it.” he said. It popped loud against my cheek. His cock was unbelievably heavy. I reached up and grabbed him. I couldn’t quite get my hand all the way around it. It was like coke can thick. I began jerking as I looked his cock over. He had a perfect mushroom head on it, veiny, and trimmed, well kept pubes, although he did smell musky. I assumed he’d just come from the gym. I looked up at Steven as I stroked his cock. “Can I taste you, sir?” Almost before I could finish the sentence, he pulled my mouth to his cock and I could taste the salty sweat the instant he touched my tongue. He was delicious.
Between the salty taste and the way he smelled I couldn’t help myself. I dove into his cock like my life depended on it. While I wasn’t able to get my hand around it, I’d been blessed with a big mouth and great lips, which had turned out to be quite an asset in my née line of work. An asset which I could tell my newest client enjoyed based on the moaning. Occasionally, as I was working the shaft and head of this man’s giant meat, I could see Hayes out of the corner of my eye. I could tell he was nervous, but he was also obviously hard and wanted to get in on the action. I decided that I should try and please everyone here since that’s what they paid for. I pulled my lips from Steven’s cock and stroked his vigorously while I looked up at him and his amazing body. “Should I help your friend, sir?” Steven looked almost lost in a daze of pleasure. Just from his posture and moaning I could tell he’d never gotten head like I was giving him and he’d probably even forgotten where he was. “Uhh, wow. Yea. Yea, help my buddy out.” he said between breaths. I kept a hand on his cock while I grabbed the waistband of Hayes’ shorts. He still looked incredibly nervous. “It’s ok.” I told him. “You’ll like it. I promise.”
While slowly stroking Steven I pulled Hayes’ cock from his pants. He was noticeably smaller than Steven, but what could anyone expect? He was almost a significantly smaller man than Steven. But my job is to make them both feel good and I planned on doing that as well as anybody ever had. My eyes widened as I wanted to make Hayes feel as big and as proud of himself as possible. “Wow! What a beautiful dick!” I wasted no time and pulled Hayes directly into the depths of my throat. At this point, taking a dick his size was of no consequence. I could have done it in my sleep. But perhaps due to his age and inexperience, he hadn’t ever felt something like this. He moaned even louder than Steven. I worked his cock like a madman. Almost facefucking myself on him. As I stroked Steven with one hand in rhythm with sucking Hayes, I grabbed Hayes’ arm with my other hand and placed his hand on the back of my head. I wanted him to control me. And to my surprise he did, with gusto. He pulled me down hard and kept his cock deep in my throat. He held me down so long I began to gag. And this only seemed to embolden Steven. I could hear him tell his buddy, “Yeaaa, boy! Make that slut your bitch!” I was like their fraternity initiation or something. Just two bros using a whore together to get off. Once spit was rolling off my lips and down my neck to my shirt, Hayes finally let me off his dick to breathe. I looked up at him. “How’s my throat?” Hayes looked at me with an almost demonic grin, “Even better than I was expecting.”
Hayes pulled his UnderArmor compression shirt over his head and revealed a remarkably toned body. He wasn’t nearly as beefed up as Steven, but damn if he didn’t look ripped and fit. And when he looked down at me with those piercing blue eyes...well, it was almost more than I could handle. Steven took the opportunity to then push his sweatpants all the way down his legs and stepped out of them. Hayes followed his lead. Steven then pulled me up by my shirt and pulled it over my head. Steven eyed me hard. “Not bad Cameron.” he said reaching out and feeling my chest and abs. “But you could do better. Especially if you trained with me.
I got Hayes looking good!” He pointed at Hayes with his thumb. And I had to admit, he did have Hayes in the best shape I’d ever seen him.
Steven then pushed me to the couch and onto my back. He grabbed the waist of my pants and put his fingers inside them and yanked them down my legs exposing my hard cock flopping around. Steven laughs and covers his mouth as he turned to Hayes. “Look at this booyyyy! Got him rock hard just sucking our dicks, bro! What a bitch!” From the corner of my eye I see Jack walk around. He throws something to Steven. Steven catches it and Jack says to him, “you’ll need that lube. He’s a whore, but he’s right as fuck!” Steven thanks Jack and tells him to stick around and watch. “Jack, bro. Watch what I do to this slut. Hayes, grab my phone outta my sweatpants. I’m gonna wanna watch this later!”
Immediately, I start to freak out a little bit. My heart racing inside my chest when Steven mentions recording me. “Wait, hold up. Nobody mentioned recording anything!” Steven snapped the cap of the lube open and squirted some in his hand. “Shut up, bitch. I don’t have to ask permission for a goddamn thing! I do what I want while I got you. Got it? That’s what the fuck I pay for!” That’s when I felt Steven’s long fingers press lube into my hole as I watched Hayes approach with Steven’s phone. Hayes shoved his cock in my mouth along with the camera in my face. “Suck it, faggot!” Before I could resist or tell Hayes that I wasn’t a faggot I felt Steven shove his entire cock deep in my guts. My whole body tensed as this massive cock split me wide open. I screamed on Hayes cock, but no sound escaped as Hayes had his cock deep in my throat. I tried to push Hayes away, but he had begun face fucking me too hard to control him. And Steven, my god, Steven was relentless on my hole from the first thrust. Steven proceeded to abuse my ass. He slammed my hole with such ruthless aggression that my legs went numb. The smack of his nuts hitting my ass so loud and rhythmic. He spread my legs out total spread eagle and I could feel my balls bounce with every slam of his hips. My hard cock flopped against my abs. And the man never tired or even seemed to break a sweat. His body looked incredible. Every muscle in his body being used and rippling as he used me. He enjoyed every second of fucking my hole. Once I opened up to his cock, it actually felt amazing. My hole had never been so open.
Hayes moved the phone from his cock down my throat to Steven destroying me back to him and back to Steven. He seemed intent on not missing a single angle. The entire time he was recording us he was talking. Calling me a bitch, whore, slut, faggot all the while railing my face. His balls slapped against my chin as he used my throat. Being filled from both ends was something different than I’d ever experienced and ever expected to feel. But it felt right with these two cocks in me. From the corner of my eye I could see Jack watching me being used. He had his hard cock in his hand stroking himself watching me do what it’s starting to seem like I was born to do.
Steven suddenly pulled his cock out of my hole and told Hayes to get a look. Hayes took the phone and put it near my hole. I could hear them both laugh and lots of “godddamn bro! Look at that cunt!”. I reached down to feel my ass. It felt so open I was sure I could fit my entire hand in my opened hole. Steven and Hayes then moved up over my face and started jerking their dicks. Hayes motioned to Jack to come over and he handed the phone to Jack and he became the defacto camera man as these two studs jerked themselves over my mouth. “Feed that slut!” I heard Jack command. And almost on cue, Steven started grunting and shooting. His cum was so incredibly thick it didn’t so much splash on my face as it did just come out and stick to it. I don’t know if it’s all the protein powder and supplements he took, but goddamn he loaded my face with rope after rope of cum. Before Steven could finish Hayes started shooting and moaning so loud I thought she’d alert the neighbors. I laid on my back, eyes closed, but mouth wide open. Swallowing everything they had. Taking what I knew their girlfriends wouldn’t. And I fucking loved it. For the first time, I really let myself give in and submit to these guys. As my mouth filled with their seed, I tried to swallow, but couldn’t get it all. Some leaked from the corner of my mouth and made a little cum bubble that popped and spread the cum that much farther over my face. Steven rubbed his cock in the cum on my face and started using the head of his cock as a shovel to force more cum in my open mouth. I moaned like a whore, really playing up how much I’d enjoyed it. Steven looked around the room at Hayes and Jack. “He probability thinks we’re done. Doesn’t he know we’re just getting started?”
And that was when I heard the doorbell ring...
Bit of housekeeping- in the ensuing chapters I’m going to try and attach a picture of each guy in the chapter just to get everyone in the mood. Hope you enjoy!
Ch. 4 Steven Kelly and Hayes Grier
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As the driver pulled up near Jack’s house, I saw Jack’s Range sitting in the driveway, but also an older style H2 yellow hummer. Before I could think too much about it the car came to a stop and I heard the driver say, “We’re here, Mr. Dallas.” I thanked the driver and got out and made my way up the driveway to the front door. As I passed the Hummer, I tried to get a look inside to see if I could make out who it belonged to. There really wasn’t much to see. A shaker bottle and a gym bag, but other than that the vehicle was remarkably clean. I shrugged it off and continued up the drive, my experience with Shawn still fresh on my mind and the taste of him still in my throat. Was I starting to actually like this line of work? Was I falling for Shawn? Was I gay? What about all the girlfriends I’d had and straight sex? Before I even realized it, I was at the door knocking. Jack answered the door shirtless. It’s becoming more and more obvious he’s either out of shirts or just likes showing off. He flashes a wide smile as he grabs my arm and brings me inside, “Heyyy! Cam. Took you a while! Wasn’t sure if you forgot to come by like I told you.” I shook my head as Jack shut the door behind me. “Nah, didn’t forget. Just had to make sure the client was happy. Doing my job the way you told me.” Jack smirked and nodded his head. “Glad to hear you say that. Speaking of jobs...” his voice trailed off. I knew what he meant. I dropped to my knees as I’d been trained to do.
From across the living room I heard a voice. “Damn, Jack! You DO have him trained!” The voice startled me. I hadn’t realized anyone else was in the living room. I jumped a little and Jack helped me to my feet as I turned around. Jack was laughing, “Yea, man. I told you he’d learned quick.” As I turned I saw a mountain of a man. Had to be 6’3, 220 lbs of solid, tanned muscle. And beside him, a smaller guy. He was fit, but beside the muscle god beside him almost looked like a kid. “Cam...” I heard Jack say, “This is Steven Kelly and Hayes Grier.”
I nodded up and down. I’d heard of Steven before. He’d gained a following in his modeling days and had recently really gotten into working out and getting as jacked as possible it looked like. And you could tell he was proud of it. He was wearing a white tank top and some gray sweatpants and chucks. Admittedly, if my body looked like that I’m not sure I’d have worn anything else either. And Hayes, that was a blast from the past. He stood beside Steven wearing an UnderArmour compression shirt with the sleeves torn off and some red gym shorts. I had done MAGCONs with his older brother, Nash, when we were younger. Both Hayes and Nash had the most piercing blue eyes. But Hayes was no longer a kid. While he was definitely smaller than Steven, but he’d really grown up. He was as tall as me and I could see his biceps were toned and growing. I could tell he’d been spending time in the gym with Steven training him. I grinned at them both, “What’s up, guys?” Is all I could mutter.
Jack pushed me toward the living room. “Go on over. Say hello. Don’t be rude.” he said. I started to walk across the room toward the guys. Steven was standing beside Nash rubbing his hands together smiling from ear to ear. “I’ve heard a lot about you, bro.” he said. My eyes were darting between both him and Hayes as I approached. I stuck my hand out to Hayes in a sign of friendship. “It’s been so long, man.” I said as I embraced him. Hugging him I could tell that he’d definitely been training. His body was hard and toned. I pulled away and then turned to Steven and he reached over abruptly and squeezed me by my throat. It shocked and scared me a little as I looked up. “I hear you’re quite the whore!” he said. Hayes kinda backhanded Steven as he and Jack looked on. “Cmon, man. Ease up a little. He’s an old friend.” Steven looked at Hayes and then back at me and I could feel his grip tighten starting to cut off my wind. “You like it, don’t you bitch?!” Steven asked. My eyes went from him, to Hayes who just kinda shrugged. I looked back at Steven. “Yes, sir.” I squeaked. Steven smiled and kept the pressure on my throat. “See, I told you, bud” he said to Hayes, “these whores are all the same. They wanna be used. That’s why they’re whores.” With that he took his index and middle finger from his other hand and put them on my lips and then into my mouth. Feeling my tongue and throat. His fingers tasted salty. It was the first time anyone had ever had so much power over me and I can’t say that I actually hated it.
“You ever had 2 cocks at once?” Steven asked. I shook my head no as best I could with Steven’s fingers in my mouth. He was pushing them down my throat to his knuckles seemingly testing the limits of my throat. I was determined not to disappoint. “Goooood.” Steven said with a smile. He pulled his fingers from my mouth and then pushed me to my knees. He put his massive hand on my head and ran his fingers through my hair before pulling my face to his crotch, making me sniff his musk through his sweatpants. I could feel his cock; rock hard against my face. I couldn’t tell how big exactly, but I could tell it was massive. A cock that definitely seemed to match his frame. Steven pulled his tank over his head and tossed it on the floor revealing what I already knew was underneath. His body was godly. Like he’d been sculpted from stone. His chest and arms were massive and his abs and midsection the hardest I’d ever seen. From the corner of my eye I could see Hayes stroking his dick through his red shorts. That’s when Steven grabbed me by my chin and made me look up at him. “Nuh uh, eyes on me.” he instructed. “I hear you give amazing head.” He growled down at me with an attitude not of disdain, but definitely entitlement. “Yes, sir. The best.” I replied. He laughed, as did Hayes. Steven laughed out loud. “Cocky. I like that. Hope you can back it up.”
With that Steven forced the front of his pants down and his cock bounced in my face. I had known it was big just from him grinding his cock against my face, but what I saw was even more impressive than I’d imagined. He had to be as thick as my wrist. My faces must have given away my shock as he took his cock in his hand and smacked it against my face. “Mhmm. And you’re gonna take it.” he said. It popped loud against my cheek. His cock was unbelievably heavy. I reached up and grabbed him. I couldn’t quite get my hand all the way around it. It was like coke can thick. I began jerking as I looked his cock over. He had a perfect mushroom head on it, veiny, and trimmed, well kept pubes, although he did smell musky. I assumed he’d just come from the gym. I looked up at Steven as I stroked his cock. “Can I taste you, sir?” Almost before I could finish the sentence, he pulled my mouth to his cock and I could taste the salty sweat the instant he touched my tongue. He was delicious.
Between the salty taste and the way he smelled I couldn’t help myself. I dove into his cock like my life depended on it. While I wasn’t able to get my hand around it, I’d been blessed with a big mouth and great lips, which had turned out to be quite an asset in my née line of work. An asset which I could tell my newest client enjoyed based on the moaning. Occasionally, as I was working the shaft and head of this man’s giant meat, I could see Hayes out of the corner of my eye. I could tell he was nervous, but he was also obviously hard and wanted to get in on the action. I decided that I should try and please everyone here since that’s what they paid for. I pulled my lips from Steven’s cock and stroked his vigorously while I looked up at him and his amazing body. “Should I help your friend, sir?” Steven looked almost lost in a daze of pleasure. Just from his posture and moaning I could tell he’d never gotten head like I was giving him and he’d probably even forgotten where he was. “Uhh, wow. Yea. Yea, help my buddy out.” he said between breaths. I kept a hand on his cock while I grabbed the waistband of Hayes’ shorts. He still looked incredibly nervous. “It’s ok.” I told him. “You’ll like it. I promise.”
While slowly stroking Steven I pulled Hayes’ cock from his pants. He was noticeably smaller than Steven, but what could anyone expect? He was almost a significantly smaller man than Steven. But my job is to make them both feel good and I planned on doing that as well as anybody ever had. My eyes widened as I wanted to make Hayes feel as big and as proud of himself as possible. “Wow! What a beautiful dick!” I wasted no time and pulled Hayes directly into the depths of my throat. At this point, taking a dick his size was of no consequence. I could have done it in my sleep. But perhaps due to his age and inexperience, he hadn’t ever felt something like this. He moaned even louder than Steven. I worked his cock like a madman. Almost facefucking myself on him. As I stroked Steven with one hand in rhythm with sucking Hayes, I grabbed Hayes’ arm with my other hand and placed his hand on the back of my head. I wanted him to control me. And to my surprise he did, with gusto. He pulled me down hard and kept his cock deep in my throat. He held me down so long I began to gag. And this only seemed to embolden Steven. I could hear him tell his buddy, “Yeaaa, boy! Make that slut your bitch!” I was like their fraternity initiation or something. Just two bros using a whore together to get off. Once spit was rolling off my lips and down my neck to my shirt, Hayes finally let me off his dick to breathe. I looked up at him. “How’s my throat?” Hayes looked at me with an almost demonic grin, “Even better than I was expecting.”
Hayes pulled his UnderArmor compression shirt over his head and revealed a remarkably toned body. He wasn’t nearly as beefed up as Steven, but damn if he didn’t look ripped and fit. And when he looked down at me with those piercing blue eyes...well, it was almost more than I could handle. Steven took the opportunity to then push his sweatpants all the way down his legs and stepped out of them. Hayes followed his lead. Steven then pulled me up by my shirt and pulled it over my head. Steven eyed me hard. “Not bad Cameron.” he said reaching out and feeling my chest and abs. “But you could do better. Especially if you trained with me.
I got Hayes looking good!” He pointed at Hayes with his thumb. And I had to admit, he did have Hayes in the best shape I’d ever seen him.
Steven then pushed me to the couch and onto my back. He grabbed the waist of my pants and put his fingers inside them and yanked them down my legs exposing my hard cock flopping around. Steven laughs and covers his mouth as he turned to Hayes. “Look at this booyyyy! Got him rock hard just sucking our dicks, bro! What a bitch!” From the corner of my eye I see Jack walk around. He throws something to Steven. Steven catches it and Jack says to him, “you’ll need that lube. He’s a whore, but he’s right as fuck!” Steven thanks Jack and tells him to stick around and watch. “Jack, bro. Watch what I do to this slut. Hayes, grab my phone outta my sweatpants. I’m gonna wanna watch this later!”
Immediately, I start to freak out a little bit. My heart racing inside my chest when Steven mentions recording me. “Wait, hold up. Nobody mentioned recording anything!” Steven snapped the cap of the lube open and squirted some in his hand. “Shut up, bitch. I don’t have to ask permission for a goddamn thing! I do what I want while I got you. Got it? That’s what the fuck I pay for!” That’s when I felt Steven’s long fingers press lube into my hole as I watched Hayes approach with Steven’s phone. Hayes shoved his cock in my mouth along with the camera in my face. “Suck it, faggot!” Before I could resist or tell Hayes that I wasn’t a faggot I felt Steven shove his entire cock deep in my guts. My whole body tensed as this massive cock split me wide open. I screamed on Hayes cock, but no sound escaped as Hayes had his cock deep in my throat. I tried to push Hayes away, but he had begun face fucking me too hard to control him. And Steven, my god, Steven was relentless on my hole from the first thrust. Steven proceeded to abuse my ass. He slammed my hole with such ruthless aggression that my legs went numb. The smack of his nuts hitting my ass so loud and rhythmic. He spread my legs out total spread eagle and I could feel my balls bounce with every slam of his hips. My hard cock flopped against my abs. And the man never tired or even seemed to break a sweat. His body looked incredible. Every muscle in his body being used and rippling as he used me. He enjoyed every second of fucking my hole. Once I opened up to his cock, it actually felt amazing. My hole had never been so open.
Hayes moved the phone from his cock down my throat to Steven destroying me back to him and back to Steven. He seemed intent on not missing a single angle. The entire time he was recording us he was talking. Calling me a bitch, whore, slut, faggot all the while railing my face. His balls slapped against my chin as he used my throat. Being filled from both ends was something different than I’d ever experienced and ever expected to feel. But it felt right with these two cocks in me. From the corner of my eye I could see Jack watching me being used. He had his hard cock in his hand stroking himself watching me do what it’s starting to seem like I was born to do.
Steven suddenly pulled his cock out of my hole and told Hayes to get a look. Hayes took the phone and put it near my hole. I could hear them both laugh and lots of “godddamn bro! Look at that cunt!”. I reached down to feel my ass. It felt so open I was sure I could fit my entire hand in my opened hole. Steven and Hayes then moved up over my face and started jerking their dicks. Hayes motioned to Jack to come over and he handed the phone to Jack and he became the defacto camera man as these two studs jerked themselves over my mouth. “Feed that slut!” I heard Jack command. And almost on cue, Steven started grunting and shooting. His cum was so incredibly thick it didn’t so much splash on my face as it did just come out and stick to it. I don’t know if it’s all the protein powder and supplements he took, but goddamn he loaded my face with rope after rope of cum. Before Steven could finish Hayes started shooting and moaning so loud I thought she’d alert the neighbors. I laid on my back, eyes closed, but mouth wide open. Swallowing everything they had. Taking what I knew their girlfriends wouldn’t. And I fucking loved it. For the first time, I really let myself give in and submit to these guys. As my mouth filled with their seed, I tried to swallow, but couldn’t get it all. Some leaked from the corner of my mouth and made a little cum bubble that popped and spread the cum that much farther over my face. Steven rubbed his cock in the cum on my face and started using the head of his cock as a shovel to force more cum in my open mouth. I moaned like a whore, really playing up how much I’d enjoyed it. Steven looked around the room at Hayes and Jack. “He probability thinks we’re done. Doesn’t he know we’re just getting started?”
And that was when I heard the doorbell ring...
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Ch. 5 Nash Grier
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As I laid there, my face covered in Steven and Hayes’ cum I heard the doorbell. I heard Jack scurry over to the door and then yell my name, “Cam! Get your ass up and get to my room! Now!” I reached around the room for anything I could find to wipe the cum from my eyes. I found a shirt or something, wiped my eyes and opened them. I could see Steven and Hayes with towels wiping the sweat from their bodies laughing together like a couple of good buds who’d had their fun. They looked my way to see their conquest, I suppose, but their eyes told me that they both wanted more. “Cam! My room!!” Jack yelled. I left the living room and headed down the hallway. Cum was hardening on my face the longer it stayed. I wiped some with my hands as I hurried down the wife hallway naked. I tasted more of the nut as I walked, not sure if it was Steven’s or Hayes’. The more I did this the more I liked swallowing cum. Something about the way it made me feel. I dunno. Madyson never did it for me so I assumed it was just gross, but she obviously just didn’t understand it.
I got to Jack’s room and shut the door behind me. His room was big. Like the rest of the house its walls were white making the room super bright. I felt like it made me pop with my darker, olive skin tone. He had a huge TV mounted on the wall, king size bed, unmade with a white comforter and blue sheets. I could only imagine all the things that had happened in that bed over the years. No sooner had I allowed myself to start thinking about what may have happened in this room than Jack barged in interrupting my daydream. Which, incidentally had already made me hard. Something Jack noticed immediately as he entered. “Jesus, Cam. All that out there and you’re still hard?” he asked. He sounded genuinely surprised. “I guess I’m good at what I do these days?” I shrugged my shoulders and tilted my head to the side. Jack laughed, “Well, you’re gonna need to be. You have several appointments tonight and through the morning.” Appointments? What the hell was he talking about? He must have seen the confusion on my face because he immediately offered an explanation. “Word is out. People know what you’re doing and they wanna see for themselves. You’re gonna be busy for a while. Probably even have some repeat clients. But you’ll be making crazy money.” Jack reached into his pocket and pulled out a thick was of $100 bills. “10k, per visit.” Jack said as he threw me the cash. I held the money in my hands, Finally, I thought to myself, I can get back on my feet. I looked at Jack, resolute, “alright. Let them in.” Jack smiled at me and opened the door and left the room.
I wasn’t sure exactly how long I had until the first guy would walk through the door. Who would it be? Did it really matter? I got up on Jack’s bed and positioned myself like the whore I was becoming. I got bent over doggy style. My knees spread wide, my back arched. Showing off my perfect, pink, used hole to the client as soon as he walked in the door. Whoever it is, I’m sure he’ll like what he sees. The door opened slowly. Just the sound itself, knowing the position I was in and what the client was seeing excited me. I was really starting to like every aspect of this job. I heard the person walk in and shut the door behind. I tried saying something seductive and sultry, “see anything you like?”, but it came out clumsily. It was something I’d have to work on. But no answer. Another couple seconds went by before I heard the voice, “Cameron? Is that really you?” While I couldn’t see him. The voice was unmistakable. I’d spent too much time with it over the years to forget it. Even if I hadn’t heard it in a long time. And the voice alone sent chills down my spine. I sunk my head in shame. I got off my knees, swung myself around the the edge of the bed. Looking down the whole time, making sure not to make eye contact.
“Hey, Nash.” I muttered, looking at my bare feet on the floor. I couldn’t bear the thought of looking up and seeing his face. Or those eyes. “I...I couldn’t believe it when I heard what you were doing. I had to come see it for myself.” Nash said. I could feel him approaching me. When he made it to the bed he put his hand under my chin and lifted my eyes to meet his. Those piercing blue eyes hadn’t changed, a feature he and his younger brother share, since our teenage years. “What happened?” Nash implored. He looked genuinely concerned as he sat next to me on the bed. Must have been awkward for him, I thought. Here I am completely naked, dick hard (or at least was when he arrived) and he was sitting beside me fully clothed, sky blue tshirt, yellow shorts and flip flops. Like he’d just come from the beach. “I dunno. Everything just happened so fast.” I said as I looked back at the floor. “It was rehab, it was losing my girlfriend, losing my record label, losing my place. It just....” my voice trailed off as I tried to contain my tears. “It’s just been a lot, ya know?” I looked over at Nash. Now he wasn’t looking at me anymore. He was the one looking at the ground. “Yea, I’ve heard. Sorry we lost touch.” What was he sorry about? Things had worked out great for him since MAGCON. He’d gotten married, made babies and here I was swallowing babies for money. Hell, I’d just swallowed his brother’s not an hour before he found me naked in this room. “It’s not your fault.” I said. “We just kind of fell out. Nobody’s fault. Things just happen.”
Nash let out a small laugh, “it’s funny, you know?” he said as he turned and looked at me. “Of everyone in the group, everyone thought you had the most going for you. That if someone was ever gonna end up on hard times, it would be anybody other than you. You had everything going for you. The girls, the image, the looks.” I stared back at the floor. Was he trying to make me feel bad? “What you probably didn’t know,” Nash said touching my knee, “was just how bad everybody wanted a piece of you. Wanted a piece of Cameron Dallas. The girls AND the boys.” I looked at his hand on my knee, then up to his face. “What are you saying? All the MAGCON guys were gay?” Nash chuckled again, “God, no! Didn’t have anything to do with being gay, bi or straight. Everybody just wanted a piece of you! You had that pull, that magnetism about you. Just being around you was intoxicating.” Nash slid his hand up my thigh toward my crotch looking at me intently. “In all honestly, you’re still intoxicating.”
Nash’s hand finally arrived at my dick. I was soft now, but that didn’t seem to deter him any as he began slowly stroking my cock. Nash leaned across and brought his lips to mine. He slipped his tongue into my mouth as my dick began to harden in his hand. His mouth tasted like spearmint. As he stroked me, his other hand ran up my back to the back of my head and he ran his fingers through my hair. I could feel my cock engorged as He pulled his lips from mine. He got off the couch and slouched to the floor, his lips around my cock before I had a chance to say a word. He began sucking my cock with a vigor not shown by anyone, male or female, I’d ever encountered. You could tell this wasn’t something he’d done regularly, but that didn’t stop him from actually being really good. He struggled to get me all the way down his throat to start, but once he got the hang of it he seemed to relish his nose hitting my pubes. I leaned back, resting on my elbows, watching my childhood friend bob up and down on my cock. God, his mouth felt so good. It was like years of desire had built up to this moment. Years of me secretly longing for this had finally come. Nash gently pulled on my nuts with one hand while he continued to slurp my cock as his other hand ran up my abs and to my chest. He grabbed my left nipple and twisted it lightly. He pulled his mouth off my cock, a single strand of spit stretching from the head of my dick to his mouth as I looked at him. “Your nipples have always been amazing!” he said before taking my cock back in his throat. He continued playing with my nipple as his lips worked my cock. It felt so good, I couldn’t take it any longer. My toes curled and my abs tightened. “I’m gonna...fuckkkk bro...I’m gonnnnnaa cuummmmm.” I moaned out. Nash’s mouth never left my cock. He coughed a little as my thick cum coated his mouth and throat. He did his best to swallow, but you could tell this wasn’t something he was used to. When my orgasm had finally subsided Nash licked his way up from my cock to my abs. He moved up a little farther to my nipples where he gently licked and sucked them both briefly, staring at me underneath him.
“That’s the best head I’ve ever gotten” I said to him, laughing. I was out of breath, as was he. He pulled the collar of his blue shirt over his head. And threw his shirt on the ground. Nash had improved his body significantly over the years. He’d gotten taller and leaned out. Those cherubic cheeks were gone. Replaced with a chiseled jaw line and an equally chiseled body. I felt him move his shorts down to the ground and then I saw them fly across the room as he kicked them off. He stood up off the side of the bed and pulled me toward him by my legs. Jack had apparently left some lube on the floor by the bed. I could hear the top open and I felt the cool gel as Nash fingered some into my ass. I never got a great look at his cock, but it felt impressive as he slid inside of me. I gripped the sheets and came off the bed slightly. Nash instinctively slowed down, and I looked at him. I could tell he was doing his best not to hurt me. I grabbed his hand on my thigh and gave him a grin. Letting him know that I’d be ok and he could do what he’d always wanted to. He shot me a look back and proceeded to push the rest of his cock inside me. He looked down at me underneath him. He looked amazing dick deep inside me. His cock was so warm. It filled me just right. He began to rock his hips back and forth. Slow and steady at first, but building with speed and enthusiasm with every thrust. Who knew that having my ass fucked would feel so amazing? So liberating? It put me in a new headspace completely. With every thrust of Nash’s cock inside me it felt like a part of me tingled inside. I couldn’t help but moan. “Fuuu...cckkkk...mmeee...Naaashhh.” I managed to get out between thrusts. I could feel Nash looking me over. My pecs, my abs, my thick legs and feet. I could feel his eyes on me. “You’ve...always wanted....this...cock!” Nash said as he continued thrusting into my hole. “Fuuuckkkk...yeaaaa.” I cried out. Nash pulled his cock from my hole and pushed me up on the bed a little farther. He turned me on my side and mounted my right leg as he put my left leg on his shoulder. He shoved my cock back in my boy pussy and he felt so amazingly deep. I could feel my eyes roll back in my head as he began thrusting. His tone took a somewhat dominating turn. “Yeaaaa....you like that cock don’t you!” I bit my bottom lip. “Mhmmm” was all that could escape my lips. As he thrusted into me my left foot dangled above his head with every deep thrust. He rubbed my thigh and my calf, kissing around my ankle as he opened my hole. Nash’s hips started to speed up. His thrusting becoming somewhat erratic, his breathing heavy. I didn’t want him to ever stop, but then it happened. Nash was thrusting hard and deep when he let out an animalistic moan, “Fuuuuckkk...brooooo take itttt!” I felt him explode deep in my guts. So many ropes of cum it felt like it might come out my ears. But I loved every bit. I’d take it every day if I could. I laid still as he finished. His abs and chest rising and falling with every breath. His legs convulsing. He looked down at me. Smiling ear to ear. “Was I worth the wait?” I asked, his cock still buried inside me. He wiped his forehead with the back of his wrist and slowly pulled out of me. “I just wish we’d been doing this years ago!”
Nash got off me and started picking his clothes up off the floor. “Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to fool around years ago?” I asked. “That was amazing!”
Nash looked at me, “would you have done anything other than kick me out of MAGCON?” I thought for a second. He was probably right. Had it not been for the situation I had currently found myself in none of this would have ever happened. I didn’t answer his question as he got dressed. He opened the door. “Hey, Nash!” He turned to look at me.
“Hit me up whenever you want. We’ve got some catching up to do. No charge.” He grinned at me, “Yea, we do. Lots of catching up. I’ll see you around.” Nash walked out and I waited alone for my next client.
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As I laid there, my face covered in Steven and Hayes’ cum I heard the doorbell. I heard Jack scurry over to the door and then yell my name, “Cam! Get your ass up and get to my room! Now!” I reached around the room for anything I could find to wipe the cum from my eyes. I found a shirt or something, wiped my eyes and opened them. I could see Steven and Hayes with towels wiping the sweat from their bodies laughing together like a couple of good buds who’d had their fun. They looked my way to see their conquest, I suppose, but their eyes told me that they both wanted more. “Cam! My room!!” Jack yelled. I left the living room and headed down the hallway. Cum was hardening on my face the longer it stayed. I wiped some with my hands as I hurried down the wife hallway naked. I tasted more of the nut as I walked, not sure if it was Steven’s or Hayes’. The more I did this the more I liked swallowing cum. Something about the way it made me feel. I dunno. Madyson never did it for me so I assumed it was just gross, but she obviously just didn’t understand it.
I got to Jack’s room and shut the door behind me. His room was big. Like the rest of the house its walls were white making the room super bright. I felt like it made me pop with my darker, olive skin tone. He had a huge TV mounted on the wall, king size bed, unmade with a white comforter and blue sheets. I could only imagine all the things that had happened in that bed over the years. No sooner had I allowed myself to start thinking about what may have happened in this room than Jack barged in interrupting my daydream. Which, incidentally had already made me hard. Something Jack noticed immediately as he entered. “Jesus, Cam. All that out there and you’re still hard?” he asked. He sounded genuinely surprised. “I guess I’m good at what I do these days?” I shrugged my shoulders and tilted my head to the side. Jack laughed, “Well, you’re gonna need to be. You have several appointments tonight and through the morning.” Appointments? What the hell was he talking about? He must have seen the confusion on my face because he immediately offered an explanation. “Word is out. People know what you’re doing and they wanna see for themselves. You’re gonna be busy for a while. Probably even have some repeat clients. But you’ll be making crazy money.” Jack reached into his pocket and pulled out a thick was of $100 bills. “10k, per visit.” Jack said as he threw me the cash. I held the money in my hands, Finally, I thought to myself, I can get back on my feet. I looked at Jack, resolute, “alright. Let them in.” Jack smiled at me and opened the door and left the room.
I wasn’t sure exactly how long I had until the first guy would walk through the door. Who would it be? Did it really matter? I got up on Jack’s bed and positioned myself like the whore I was becoming. I got bent over doggy style. My knees spread wide, my back arched. Showing off my perfect, pink, used hole to the client as soon as he walked in the door. Whoever it is, I’m sure he’ll like what he sees. The door opened slowly. Just the sound itself, knowing the position I was in and what the client was seeing excited me. I was really starting to like every aspect of this job. I heard the person walk in and shut the door behind. I tried saying something seductive and sultry, “see anything you like?”, but it came out clumsily. It was something I’d have to work on. But no answer. Another couple seconds went by before I heard the voice, “Cameron? Is that really you?” While I couldn’t see him. The voice was unmistakable. I’d spent too much time with it over the years to forget it. Even if I hadn’t heard it in a long time. And the voice alone sent chills down my spine. I sunk my head in shame. I got off my knees, swung myself around the the edge of the bed. Looking down the whole time, making sure not to make eye contact.
“Hey, Nash.” I muttered, looking at my bare feet on the floor. I couldn’t bear the thought of looking up and seeing his face. Or those eyes. “I...I couldn’t believe it when I heard what you were doing. I had to come see it for myself.” Nash said. I could feel him approaching me. When he made it to the bed he put his hand under my chin and lifted my eyes to meet his. Those piercing blue eyes hadn’t changed, a feature he and his younger brother share, since our teenage years. “What happened?” Nash implored. He looked genuinely concerned as he sat next to me on the bed. Must have been awkward for him, I thought. Here I am completely naked, dick hard (or at least was when he arrived) and he was sitting beside me fully clothed, sky blue tshirt, yellow shorts and flip flops. Like he’d just come from the beach. “I dunno. Everything just happened so fast.” I said as I looked back at the floor. “It was rehab, it was losing my girlfriend, losing my record label, losing my place. It just....” my voice trailed off as I tried to contain my tears. “It’s just been a lot, ya know?” I looked over at Nash. Now he wasn’t looking at me anymore. He was the one looking at the ground. “Yea, I’ve heard. Sorry we lost touch.” What was he sorry about? Things had worked out great for him since MAGCON. He’d gotten married, made babies and here I was swallowing babies for money. Hell, I’d just swallowed his brother’s not an hour before he found me naked in this room. “It’s not your fault.” I said. “We just kind of fell out. Nobody’s fault. Things just happen.”
Nash let out a small laugh, “it’s funny, you know?” he said as he turned and looked at me. “Of everyone in the group, everyone thought you had the most going for you. That if someone was ever gonna end up on hard times, it would be anybody other than you. You had everything going for you. The girls, the image, the looks.” I stared back at the floor. Was he trying to make me feel bad? “What you probably didn’t know,” Nash said touching my knee, “was just how bad everybody wanted a piece of you. Wanted a piece of Cameron Dallas. The girls AND the boys.” I looked at his hand on my knee, then up to his face. “What are you saying? All the MAGCON guys were gay?” Nash chuckled again, “God, no! Didn’t have anything to do with being gay, bi or straight. Everybody just wanted a piece of you! You had that pull, that magnetism about you. Just being around you was intoxicating.” Nash slid his hand up my thigh toward my crotch looking at me intently. “In all honestly, you’re still intoxicating.”
Nash’s hand finally arrived at my dick. I was soft now, but that didn’t seem to deter him any as he began slowly stroking my cock. Nash leaned across and brought his lips to mine. He slipped his tongue into my mouth as my dick began to harden in his hand. His mouth tasted like spearmint. As he stroked me, his other hand ran up my back to the back of my head and he ran his fingers through my hair. I could feel my cock engorged as He pulled his lips from mine. He got off the couch and slouched to the floor, his lips around my cock before I had a chance to say a word. He began sucking my cock with a vigor not shown by anyone, male or female, I’d ever encountered. You could tell this wasn’t something he’d done regularly, but that didn’t stop him from actually being really good. He struggled to get me all the way down his throat to start, but once he got the hang of it he seemed to relish his nose hitting my pubes. I leaned back, resting on my elbows, watching my childhood friend bob up and down on my cock. God, his mouth felt so good. It was like years of desire had built up to this moment. Years of me secretly longing for this had finally come. Nash gently pulled on my nuts with one hand while he continued to slurp my cock as his other hand ran up my abs and to my chest. He grabbed my left nipple and twisted it lightly. He pulled his mouth off my cock, a single strand of spit stretching from the head of my dick to his mouth as I looked at him. “Your nipples have always been amazing!” he said before taking my cock back in his throat. He continued playing with my nipple as his lips worked my cock. It felt so good, I couldn’t take it any longer. My toes curled and my abs tightened. “I’m gonna...fuckkkk bro...I’m gonnnnnaa cuummmmm.” I moaned out. Nash’s mouth never left my cock. He coughed a little as my thick cum coated his mouth and throat. He did his best to swallow, but you could tell this wasn’t something he was used to. When my orgasm had finally subsided Nash licked his way up from my cock to my abs. He moved up a little farther to my nipples where he gently licked and sucked them both briefly, staring at me underneath him.
“That’s the best head I’ve ever gotten” I said to him, laughing. I was out of breath, as was he. He pulled the collar of his blue shirt over his head. And threw his shirt on the ground. Nash had improved his body significantly over the years. He’d gotten taller and leaned out. Those cherubic cheeks were gone. Replaced with a chiseled jaw line and an equally chiseled body. I felt him move his shorts down to the ground and then I saw them fly across the room as he kicked them off. He stood up off the side of the bed and pulled me toward him by my legs. Jack had apparently left some lube on the floor by the bed. I could hear the top open and I felt the cool gel as Nash fingered some into my ass. I never got a great look at his cock, but it felt impressive as he slid inside of me. I gripped the sheets and came off the bed slightly. Nash instinctively slowed down, and I looked at him. I could tell he was doing his best not to hurt me. I grabbed his hand on my thigh and gave him a grin. Letting him know that I’d be ok and he could do what he’d always wanted to. He shot me a look back and proceeded to push the rest of his cock inside me. He looked down at me underneath him. He looked amazing dick deep inside me. His cock was so warm. It filled me just right. He began to rock his hips back and forth. Slow and steady at first, but building with speed and enthusiasm with every thrust. Who knew that having my ass fucked would feel so amazing? So liberating? It put me in a new headspace completely. With every thrust of Nash’s cock inside me it felt like a part of me tingled inside. I couldn’t help but moan. “Fuuu...cckkkk...mmeee...Naaashhh.” I managed to get out between thrusts. I could feel Nash looking me over. My pecs, my abs, my thick legs and feet. I could feel his eyes on me. “You’ve...always wanted....this...cock!” Nash said as he continued thrusting into my hole. “Fuuuckkkk...yeaaaa.” I cried out. Nash pulled his cock from my hole and pushed me up on the bed a little farther. He turned me on my side and mounted my right leg as he put my left leg on his shoulder. He shoved my cock back in my boy pussy and he felt so amazingly deep. I could feel my eyes roll back in my head as he began thrusting. His tone took a somewhat dominating turn. “Yeaaaa....you like that cock don’t you!” I bit my bottom lip. “Mhmmm” was all that could escape my lips. As he thrusted into me my left foot dangled above his head with every deep thrust. He rubbed my thigh and my calf, kissing around my ankle as he opened my hole. Nash’s hips started to speed up. His thrusting becoming somewhat erratic, his breathing heavy. I didn’t want him to ever stop, but then it happened. Nash was thrusting hard and deep when he let out an animalistic moan, “Fuuuuckkk...brooooo take itttt!” I felt him explode deep in my guts. So many ropes of cum it felt like it might come out my ears. But I loved every bit. I’d take it every day if I could. I laid still as he finished. His abs and chest rising and falling with every breath. His legs convulsing. He looked down at me. Smiling ear to ear. “Was I worth the wait?” I asked, his cock still buried inside me. He wiped his forehead with the back of his wrist and slowly pulled out of me. “I just wish we’d been doing this years ago!”
Nash got off me and started picking his clothes up off the floor. “Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to fool around years ago?” I asked. “That was amazing!”
Nash looked at me, “would you have done anything other than kick me out of MAGCON?” I thought for a second. He was probably right. Had it not been for the situation I had currently found myself in none of this would have ever happened. I didn’t answer his question as he got dressed. He opened the door. “Hey, Nash!” He turned to look at me.
“Hit me up whenever you want. We’ve got some catching up to do. No charge.” He grinned at me, “Yea, we do. Lots of catching up. I’ll see you around.” Nash walked out and I waited alone for my next client.
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I think it would be great if we had cam get destroyed by Brooklyn Beckham and his father David Beckham do you think that could be pulled off
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Me too, hope he does a hot athlete, like Josh Allen or Luka Doncic, even maybe Baker Mayfield
The rest of that night was a complete blur. There were so many dicks, so many bodies, so much sweat and cum, it was like I was in a daze. But by the time I left Jack’s place the next day around lunch I couldn’t help but feel some small sense of pride. I would never have thought it months ago, but I was really good at pleasing other men. And to be frank, doing so felt really good. It was then and there that I decided I was going to do this regularly. It didn’t hurt matters that the money for my services was excellent. On my way home, Jack sent me a Venmo for a little over $90k. There was no turning back from that kind of cash.
Once I got home I undressed and took a shower. Despite enjoying it while it’s fresh, the cum that was dried all over my body felt gross. It made my skin sticky. Upon rinsing myself off and cleaning out my thoroughly used hole, I grabbed a towel and dried off. I wrapped it around my waist and through myself on the bed while grabbing my phone. I looked through my messages and there were pictures and videos from the guys that I’d been with last night all telling me how good I was and when they wanted to meet up next. As flattered as I was and, as much as I enjoyed it, there was no denying it was time I took some time for myself. And with all the money I’d just made, I could afford to go wherever I wanted. It didn’t take me long to decide: Hawaii. Oahu to be exact. I got on AirBnB and found a spot I really liked. Super modern looking place. Very white, big windows, right on the ocean. In a word, it was perfect. I booked it right then and there. A little alone time with me and the ocean would do my soul good.
After my flight landed I’d arranged for a car to pick me up and take me to the address. It was a quite a ways from the airport it turned out, but I knew it would be worth it. We rounded a corner and there it was, just like the pictures, sitting by itself. The palm trees, the house, the sun all glorious in their solitude and splendor. “Mr. Dallas” the driver said, “We’re here.” I hopped out of the black SUV and the driver helped me unload my bags. Since it was a pretty good drive and he’d been super kind, I tipped the driver a couple hundred bucks. He looked hesitant to take it, but I insisted. I could afford those types of gestures now. It wasn’t until he’d driven away that I noticed a black Mercedes G Wagon in the driveway and somebody on the porch appearing to try and get inside. “Hello? Excuse me!” I shouted from a safe distance. “Can I help you?” The guy, dressed all in black, smiled and waved at me. Black seemed like an odd color choice given where we were and the temperatures, but whatever. “Hey, bro!” the man waved and raced down the front steps closer to me. “Sorry, bro. It’s my house and I was just leaving and forgot a bag. If you’ll just give me a sec I’ll be out of your way.”
As he got nearer his face came into view and I immediately knew who he was. The tanned, tattooed skin. The brilliant white teeth and that curly, longish hair was unmistakable. It was Jay Alvarrez. He stuck his hand out and introduced himself, “I’m Jay.” I reached out and grabbed his hand. “Nice to meet you. I’m….” I couldn’t finish my sentence before he interjected. “Cameron Dallas. Yea, I know who you are. Your details were in the AirBnB app. Plus, we’re kinda in the same biz. I’d have to be living under a rock not to know who you are.” He said with a chuckle. He grabbed one of my bags and turned to the door, “might as well help you in while I’m here.” He said. I grabbed my other bag and followed him up the steps to the front door. It was a huge light colored wooden door with one of those big metal handles. He pushed it open and walked inside as I followed. “Holy shit!” was all I could muster as I entered the house. Jay laughed, “Thanks? I think.” I looked around the massive foyer and living room, “Yea, sorry, I’m just a little surprised at how nice this place is.” Jay put my bag down in the living room. There was a massive white couch and a coffee table made from glass. Opposite the couch were floor to ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. Just off the living room was a massive kitchen that could probably have fed a football team. As I was standing in the living room I heard Jay say he’d be right back, but I was too busy looking at the ocean and this living room to notice. The views were incredible. It was the middle of the day, not sunrise or sunset, and it still looked incredible. Like a picture or a painting. I walked around the living room taking everything in when I saw a small table by the sliding glass doors that had all the beach essentials: sunscreen, aloe vera, sun tan oils, coconut oil.
Seeing that bottle of coconut oil I was transported in my mind to a couple weeks before when I’d seen the sex tape that had been leaked. I’d only seen it the once before it seemed to be removed from everything and it was before my predicament at home had even started. What I distinctly remembered now though was that Jay was hung as fuck. I could feel myself starting to get hard in my shorts. This had to be the worst time for this to be happening. The more I wished it away the harder I seemed to get. That’s when I heard Jay. “Alright man, I got what I need. I’ll get out of….whoaaaa.” Apparently, I’d done a particularly bad job of adjusting and hiding myself. Jay kinda laughed. “Something down there on the beach get you all worked up, bro?” I thought about lying to him at first and just shrugging it off and telling him I’d seen some fine bitch walk by. But at the last moment, I changed my mind. “Nah, I saw this coconut oil you got over here.” Jay busted out laughing. Not exactly the response I’d envisioned when I said it. “Yeaaaa, boy! She was a bad bitch, huh?” he said though his laughter.
“I wasn’t talking about her.”
Jay’s laughing stopped. He nodded his head up and down like telling me he understood what I was saying. He dropped his bag and walked over to me near the windows. With the back his hand he stroked my face. “You are kinda cute.” He said softly. “And I had heard things…” his voice trailed off before he finished his sentence. I could feel his hand glide down my shirt and to my shorts when I felt him gently grab my dick. He looked at me with his hazel eyes as he began stroking me over my shorts ever so softly and gently. The fabric of my underwear rubbing against my dick. While running his hand up and down my length Jay leaned in and ran the tip his tongue up the side of my neck. His tongue and breath combined made every hair on the back of my neck stand at attention. He moved his tongue up my neck to my ear licking the lobe and all the way around the outer rim. He kissed the side of my head, then brought his lips to mine, and gently pushed his tongue inside my mouth. His tongue tasted of fruit, but I couldn’t quite pick out which one. He was such an amazing kisser. Between his tongue in my mouth and his hand on my dick I could nearly cum right then and there.
Jay broke off the kiss. I looked at him and I’d never seen a man so confident before. The kind of confidence that comes from someone so good at what they do that they are completely at ease with the world. He reached out, grabbed my hand, and led me over to the giant white couch opposite the windows. He reached down and grabbed the bottom of my shirt before pulling it over my head in one motion. He ran his fingers up my body, over my abs, up to my pecs and hard nipples before his hand ran behind my neck, and pulled our lips together once more. This kiss, while shorter, was every bit as intense as the last. Once he pulled away again he nudged me to lie on the couch and I did. I plopped down on my back looking up at him. He pulled the black tshirt over his head, revealing his hard body for the first time. His hair cascaded down in his face as he got the shirt off and threw it to the floor. I could hear him kick off his shoes and then without much pomp or circumstance he very matter-of-factly pulled his pants off and tossed them aside. And there he was. All of him. His brown skin, tattoos, curly brown hair sun kissed with streaks of blonde and this massive hard dick standing in front of me. My mouth was absolutely watering. I tried to sit up and suck his cock, but he stopped me. Putting a hand on my chest as I tried to sit up. He put a hand on each side of me and hopped on top of me of the couch. “Relax” he whispered in my ear, his hair tickling my face and neck. “There’s plenty of time for that. Let’s enjoy the moment.”
I admit it. I followed Jay on social media and he always seemed like a bit of a douchebag. All his “be present” and “live for the moment” crap came off as platitudes. But here he was naked on top of me whispering those same things in my ear and it felt so amazingly right. I felt his hand glide down my body and inside my shorts and underwear. His hand felt warm and surprisingly soft on my cock as he stroked me and kissed my neck. He moved his face up to mine and licked my lips. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt a dick so hard.” He said with a wry smile. I couldn’t say anything. His gaze had entranced me. His eyes were beautiful. Jay pressed himself up, straddling me. One knee on each side of my body, his calves running the length of my torso. He inched his way closer to my face and put his hot cock on my lips. I gladly opened my mouth and he allowed me the privilege of tasting him. Unlike most men, Jay didn’t immediately shove his cock to the back of my throat. He worked my mouth like a pro. Gently gliding the head of his cock over my tongue. He put a hand on my head as he worked his hips back and forth. He looked amazingly hot from my vantage point. His body looked so tight and his dick tasted so good. Jay ran his other hand up his body and neck while he pumped my mouth. As his cock got slicker from my spit he would go farther down my throat. After a few minutes, he was pumping his full member into my throat. His speed varied, as did his subtle moans and breathing, but he never got too carried away. Each time he made me throat his cock I could smell his neatly trimmed pubic area. It smelled heavenly. Had to be cologne. Nobody can possible smell that good on his own.
He pulled his dick from my mouth and leaned over me again, bringing his face to mine and kissing me deeply, running his hands through my hair, grabbing and pulling it a little now. “You’re actually really good at that.” He said as he broke our kiss. “Dick sucking or kissing?” I asked smiling. “Both.” He replied. Jay moved his hips and got down close to my feet. He reached up toward the waistband of my shorts, pulled them and my underwear down my legs in a couple jerks, and threw them in the floor with his clothes. Without any hesitation, he threw my legs back, knees to my shoulders and vigorously dove his mouth to my hole. The sensation of his mouth on my hole and the abruptness with which it came sent an electric tingle through my body. I could feel my back arch and come off the couch as I threw my head back against the throw pillow on the couch. I moaned as I looked down toward him. I could see only the top of his head and his eyes. Those perfectly hazel eyes staring right back at me. Watching me moan and writhe in pure sexual ecstasy. What Jay was doing to me, the way he was eating my hole, was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. It was as close to magic as anything I’d ever experienced. I grabbed the sides of the couch and moaned, “Ohhhhh, fuucckkkk Jay! Jesus Christ. Mmmmm, God that feels….” In the midst of my moaning, I felt my own warm cum splash against my abs. I looked down at myself, squirting my load all over my body and saw Jay’s eyes. “Fuuuccckkkkk yess!!! Oh my goddddd!” Jay slowed as I stopped gushing cum all over myself. He moved up and licked my balls, then licked from the base of my cock to the tip. He moved his tongue and lips all over my body, slurping sounds filling the room as he sucked the cum from my body into his mouth. Then he put his hand on my chin and I instinctively opened my mouth as he spit my own cum into my mouth, I swallowed and he leaned down and kissed me.
Jay pushed himself off me and got up from the couch. Confused I blurted out, “I’m sorry. I can keep going! You just got me so….” He turned to look at me as he walked across the room and put a finger to his lips. “Shhh. I know you aren’t done. And never apologize for me giving you an orgasm.” I smiled, relieved that he wasn’t upset that I had nutted early. He was only gone for a second before re-emerging, his hard cock bouncing with every step. He got back on the couch between my legs and then I saw it, the coconut oil. He started pouring the warm oil on my stomach. I laughed, “Really? Coconut oil?” He grinned back at me, “You said you watched the video. Might as well give you the full experience.” He put the bottle on the floor and then began to run the oil over my body. My abs and chest first to the base of my neck and then down to my dick where he stroked me. The oil allowing him to slide his hand up and down my shaft freely. He rubbed it over my balls and then reached down between my legs and let his oiled hand rub my hole. He must have sensed how bad I wanted it. He started fingering my hole, but like a professional. He wasn’t just down there thrusting his fingers in and out of me, he was actively preparing me. With every movement of his hand and fingers I swear there was a new sensation. He was able to bring me back to the precipice of cumming again and all he’d done was touch me.
Jay pulled his fingers from me and ran his palm over my abs and chest again. Then he rubbed the oil onto his cock. Looking at me the entire time he stroked the oil onto his cock. Something about his stare was intoxicating. The way he looked at me with such desire and intensity and passion all rolled together was something I’d never experienced. He moved himself between my legs and again pressed my knees toward my chest and without saying a word began pushing himself inside me. He didn’t need to say anything. He had me in the palm of his hand and he knew it. There was not a single moment of pain as he entered me. He was so gentle and took his time that it felt as if his cock belonged in me. That his massive cock, which undoubtedly was rearranging my guts, was where it belonged. I bit my bottom lip as I felt his balls against my ass. I looked at him, “ Fuuuck, Jay.” My breathing was heavy, “you feel perfect.” He smiled and began rocking his hips. Slowly at first, but over a period of several minutes built up a nice rhythm. He wasn’t pile driving me, but he wasn’t being a wimp about it either. Our bodies were working in perfect harmony. As he pumped, he brought my foot to his mouth, kissed the midsole of my foot, and then licked from my ankle, to my heel to my big toe. Then he put my big toe in his mouth, followed by my second and third toes sucking them in succession. I put my hands over my head, breathing deeply, running my hands in my hair. I whimpered and moaned with every thrust of his hips. I needed this feeling every day of my life.
At that moment, Jay pulled his cock from my hole and for a brief moment it was as if I’d died. Like my sole purpose in life had left me. But then I felt him grab my hand and pull me off the couch. He got me to my feet and took me to the floor to ceiling windows. He pressed my body against the glass and pressed his body against my back. I could feel his slick cock rubbing up and down my ass. He pressed his cock back inside me and all at once it was like all was right with the world. If anyone from the beach looked this way, my nude body was on display for the world to see. Not only that, but I was getting totally stuffed by a massive cock and although I knew they couldn’t hear my moans, they could see my face and that would be all anyone needed to know that I was clearly enjoying myself.
In this position, the slapping of Jay’s balls against my ass was far more pronounced. The slapping sounds of his perfect nuts crashing against my tight bubble butt filled the modern living room. Jay leaned against me briefly and turned my head around to meet his. He kissed me while gently stroking his cock against my insides. Then he broke our kiss and put both hands on my hips and started to really gather himself. He started pumping exactly as he wanted. The sound of his balls and his pelvis slamming against me was addictive. The sound, the sensation of his body pushing into mine and creating this dynamic between us was something I hoped might last forever. Jay began breathing heavy and I began to beg, “Fuckkk, Jay! Breed me! Give me your nut! In between breaths I heard Jay, “I know you want it!” I begged again, “I do! Fuck me!” I could barely finish before I felt him explode inside me. Ropes of cum filling me up. His cum was so warm and filling that I started cumming again. “Fuuuckkkk” was all I could muster. I blasted off several ropes against his window and on his floor. Our nearly simultaneous orgasms had left me spent.
Jay pulled his dick from my hole and turned me around. He began kissing me again. His lips on mine were like magnets at this point. I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to kiss anyone else again or take anyone else’s cock. Jay’s eyes shot over to the window. “You made quite a mess.” He said. Chuckling at the same time. “Sorry.” I replied. I walked over to the window, bent down and licked my cum off the glass. I walked over to him and this time I pulled his face to mine and pushed my cum in his mouth. He never resisted, but gave in and let me have this moment. I broke off the kiss this time. “I was thinking. Why don’t you just stay here with me while I vacation? It is your place after all.”
Jay looked at me, “We think a lot alike. I could use a vacation myself.”
Once I got home I undressed and took a shower. Despite enjoying it while it’s fresh, the cum that was dried all over my body felt gross. It made my skin sticky. Upon rinsing myself off and cleaning out my thoroughly used hole, I grabbed a towel and dried off. I wrapped it around my waist and through myself on the bed while grabbing my phone. I looked through my messages and there were pictures and videos from the guys that I’d been with last night all telling me how good I was and when they wanted to meet up next. As flattered as I was and, as much as I enjoyed it, there was no denying it was time I took some time for myself. And with all the money I’d just made, I could afford to go wherever I wanted. It didn’t take me long to decide: Hawaii. Oahu to be exact. I got on AirBnB and found a spot I really liked. Super modern looking place. Very white, big windows, right on the ocean. In a word, it was perfect. I booked it right then and there. A little alone time with me and the ocean would do my soul good.
After my flight landed I’d arranged for a car to pick me up and take me to the address. It was a quite a ways from the airport it turned out, but I knew it would be worth it. We rounded a corner and there it was, just like the pictures, sitting by itself. The palm trees, the house, the sun all glorious in their solitude and splendor. “Mr. Dallas” the driver said, “We’re here.” I hopped out of the black SUV and the driver helped me unload my bags. Since it was a pretty good drive and he’d been super kind, I tipped the driver a couple hundred bucks. He looked hesitant to take it, but I insisted. I could afford those types of gestures now. It wasn’t until he’d driven away that I noticed a black Mercedes G Wagon in the driveway and somebody on the porch appearing to try and get inside. “Hello? Excuse me!” I shouted from a safe distance. “Can I help you?” The guy, dressed all in black, smiled and waved at me. Black seemed like an odd color choice given where we were and the temperatures, but whatever. “Hey, bro!” the man waved and raced down the front steps closer to me. “Sorry, bro. It’s my house and I was just leaving and forgot a bag. If you’ll just give me a sec I’ll be out of your way.”
As he got nearer his face came into view and I immediately knew who he was. The tanned, tattooed skin. The brilliant white teeth and that curly, longish hair was unmistakable. It was Jay Alvarrez. He stuck his hand out and introduced himself, “I’m Jay.” I reached out and grabbed his hand. “Nice to meet you. I’m….” I couldn’t finish my sentence before he interjected. “Cameron Dallas. Yea, I know who you are. Your details were in the AirBnB app. Plus, we’re kinda in the same biz. I’d have to be living under a rock not to know who you are.” He said with a chuckle. He grabbed one of my bags and turned to the door, “might as well help you in while I’m here.” He said. I grabbed my other bag and followed him up the steps to the front door. It was a huge light colored wooden door with one of those big metal handles. He pushed it open and walked inside as I followed. “Holy shit!” was all I could muster as I entered the house. Jay laughed, “Thanks? I think.” I looked around the massive foyer and living room, “Yea, sorry, I’m just a little surprised at how nice this place is.” Jay put my bag down in the living room. There was a massive white couch and a coffee table made from glass. Opposite the couch were floor to ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. Just off the living room was a massive kitchen that could probably have fed a football team. As I was standing in the living room I heard Jay say he’d be right back, but I was too busy looking at the ocean and this living room to notice. The views were incredible. It was the middle of the day, not sunrise or sunset, and it still looked incredible. Like a picture or a painting. I walked around the living room taking everything in when I saw a small table by the sliding glass doors that had all the beach essentials: sunscreen, aloe vera, sun tan oils, coconut oil.
Seeing that bottle of coconut oil I was transported in my mind to a couple weeks before when I’d seen the sex tape that had been leaked. I’d only seen it the once before it seemed to be removed from everything and it was before my predicament at home had even started. What I distinctly remembered now though was that Jay was hung as fuck. I could feel myself starting to get hard in my shorts. This had to be the worst time for this to be happening. The more I wished it away the harder I seemed to get. That’s when I heard Jay. “Alright man, I got what I need. I’ll get out of….whoaaaa.” Apparently, I’d done a particularly bad job of adjusting and hiding myself. Jay kinda laughed. “Something down there on the beach get you all worked up, bro?” I thought about lying to him at first and just shrugging it off and telling him I’d seen some fine bitch walk by. But at the last moment, I changed my mind. “Nah, I saw this coconut oil you got over here.” Jay busted out laughing. Not exactly the response I’d envisioned when I said it. “Yeaaaa, boy! She was a bad bitch, huh?” he said though his laughter.
“I wasn’t talking about her.”
Jay’s laughing stopped. He nodded his head up and down like telling me he understood what I was saying. He dropped his bag and walked over to me near the windows. With the back his hand he stroked my face. “You are kinda cute.” He said softly. “And I had heard things…” his voice trailed off before he finished his sentence. I could feel his hand glide down my shirt and to my shorts when I felt him gently grab my dick. He looked at me with his hazel eyes as he began stroking me over my shorts ever so softly and gently. The fabric of my underwear rubbing against my dick. While running his hand up and down my length Jay leaned in and ran the tip his tongue up the side of my neck. His tongue and breath combined made every hair on the back of my neck stand at attention. He moved his tongue up my neck to my ear licking the lobe and all the way around the outer rim. He kissed the side of my head, then brought his lips to mine, and gently pushed his tongue inside my mouth. His tongue tasted of fruit, but I couldn’t quite pick out which one. He was such an amazing kisser. Between his tongue in my mouth and his hand on my dick I could nearly cum right then and there.
Jay broke off the kiss. I looked at him and I’d never seen a man so confident before. The kind of confidence that comes from someone so good at what they do that they are completely at ease with the world. He reached out, grabbed my hand, and led me over to the giant white couch opposite the windows. He reached down and grabbed the bottom of my shirt before pulling it over my head in one motion. He ran his fingers up my body, over my abs, up to my pecs and hard nipples before his hand ran behind my neck, and pulled our lips together once more. This kiss, while shorter, was every bit as intense as the last. Once he pulled away again he nudged me to lie on the couch and I did. I plopped down on my back looking up at him. He pulled the black tshirt over his head, revealing his hard body for the first time. His hair cascaded down in his face as he got the shirt off and threw it to the floor. I could hear him kick off his shoes and then without much pomp or circumstance he very matter-of-factly pulled his pants off and tossed them aside. And there he was. All of him. His brown skin, tattoos, curly brown hair sun kissed with streaks of blonde and this massive hard dick standing in front of me. My mouth was absolutely watering. I tried to sit up and suck his cock, but he stopped me. Putting a hand on my chest as I tried to sit up. He put a hand on each side of me and hopped on top of me of the couch. “Relax” he whispered in my ear, his hair tickling my face and neck. “There’s plenty of time for that. Let’s enjoy the moment.”
I admit it. I followed Jay on social media and he always seemed like a bit of a douchebag. All his “be present” and “live for the moment” crap came off as platitudes. But here he was naked on top of me whispering those same things in my ear and it felt so amazingly right. I felt his hand glide down my body and inside my shorts and underwear. His hand felt warm and surprisingly soft on my cock as he stroked me and kissed my neck. He moved his face up to mine and licked my lips. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt a dick so hard.” He said with a wry smile. I couldn’t say anything. His gaze had entranced me. His eyes were beautiful. Jay pressed himself up, straddling me. One knee on each side of my body, his calves running the length of my torso. He inched his way closer to my face and put his hot cock on my lips. I gladly opened my mouth and he allowed me the privilege of tasting him. Unlike most men, Jay didn’t immediately shove his cock to the back of my throat. He worked my mouth like a pro. Gently gliding the head of his cock over my tongue. He put a hand on my head as he worked his hips back and forth. He looked amazingly hot from my vantage point. His body looked so tight and his dick tasted so good. Jay ran his other hand up his body and neck while he pumped my mouth. As his cock got slicker from my spit he would go farther down my throat. After a few minutes, he was pumping his full member into my throat. His speed varied, as did his subtle moans and breathing, but he never got too carried away. Each time he made me throat his cock I could smell his neatly trimmed pubic area. It smelled heavenly. Had to be cologne. Nobody can possible smell that good on his own.
He pulled his dick from my mouth and leaned over me again, bringing his face to mine and kissing me deeply, running his hands through my hair, grabbing and pulling it a little now. “You’re actually really good at that.” He said as he broke our kiss. “Dick sucking or kissing?” I asked smiling. “Both.” He replied. Jay moved his hips and got down close to my feet. He reached up toward the waistband of my shorts, pulled them and my underwear down my legs in a couple jerks, and threw them in the floor with his clothes. Without any hesitation, he threw my legs back, knees to my shoulders and vigorously dove his mouth to my hole. The sensation of his mouth on my hole and the abruptness with which it came sent an electric tingle through my body. I could feel my back arch and come off the couch as I threw my head back against the throw pillow on the couch. I moaned as I looked down toward him. I could see only the top of his head and his eyes. Those perfectly hazel eyes staring right back at me. Watching me moan and writhe in pure sexual ecstasy. What Jay was doing to me, the way he was eating my hole, was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. It was as close to magic as anything I’d ever experienced. I grabbed the sides of the couch and moaned, “Ohhhhh, fuucckkkk Jay! Jesus Christ. Mmmmm, God that feels….” In the midst of my moaning, I felt my own warm cum splash against my abs. I looked down at myself, squirting my load all over my body and saw Jay’s eyes. “Fuuuccckkkkk yess!!! Oh my goddddd!” Jay slowed as I stopped gushing cum all over myself. He moved up and licked my balls, then licked from the base of my cock to the tip. He moved his tongue and lips all over my body, slurping sounds filling the room as he sucked the cum from my body into his mouth. Then he put his hand on my chin and I instinctively opened my mouth as he spit my own cum into my mouth, I swallowed and he leaned down and kissed me.
Jay pushed himself off me and got up from the couch. Confused I blurted out, “I’m sorry. I can keep going! You just got me so….” He turned to look at me as he walked across the room and put a finger to his lips. “Shhh. I know you aren’t done. And never apologize for me giving you an orgasm.” I smiled, relieved that he wasn’t upset that I had nutted early. He was only gone for a second before re-emerging, his hard cock bouncing with every step. He got back on the couch between my legs and then I saw it, the coconut oil. He started pouring the warm oil on my stomach. I laughed, “Really? Coconut oil?” He grinned back at me, “You said you watched the video. Might as well give you the full experience.” He put the bottle on the floor and then began to run the oil over my body. My abs and chest first to the base of my neck and then down to my dick where he stroked me. The oil allowing him to slide his hand up and down my shaft freely. He rubbed it over my balls and then reached down between my legs and let his oiled hand rub my hole. He must have sensed how bad I wanted it. He started fingering my hole, but like a professional. He wasn’t just down there thrusting his fingers in and out of me, he was actively preparing me. With every movement of his hand and fingers I swear there was a new sensation. He was able to bring me back to the precipice of cumming again and all he’d done was touch me.
Jay pulled his fingers from me and ran his palm over my abs and chest again. Then he rubbed the oil onto his cock. Looking at me the entire time he stroked the oil onto his cock. Something about his stare was intoxicating. The way he looked at me with such desire and intensity and passion all rolled together was something I’d never experienced. He moved himself between my legs and again pressed my knees toward my chest and without saying a word began pushing himself inside me. He didn’t need to say anything. He had me in the palm of his hand and he knew it. There was not a single moment of pain as he entered me. He was so gentle and took his time that it felt as if his cock belonged in me. That his massive cock, which undoubtedly was rearranging my guts, was where it belonged. I bit my bottom lip as I felt his balls against my ass. I looked at him, “ Fuuuck, Jay.” My breathing was heavy, “you feel perfect.” He smiled and began rocking his hips. Slowly at first, but over a period of several minutes built up a nice rhythm. He wasn’t pile driving me, but he wasn’t being a wimp about it either. Our bodies were working in perfect harmony. As he pumped, he brought my foot to his mouth, kissed the midsole of my foot, and then licked from my ankle, to my heel to my big toe. Then he put my big toe in his mouth, followed by my second and third toes sucking them in succession. I put my hands over my head, breathing deeply, running my hands in my hair. I whimpered and moaned with every thrust of his hips. I needed this feeling every day of my life.
At that moment, Jay pulled his cock from my hole and for a brief moment it was as if I’d died. Like my sole purpose in life had left me. But then I felt him grab my hand and pull me off the couch. He got me to my feet and took me to the floor to ceiling windows. He pressed my body against the glass and pressed his body against my back. I could feel his slick cock rubbing up and down my ass. He pressed his cock back inside me and all at once it was like all was right with the world. If anyone from the beach looked this way, my nude body was on display for the world to see. Not only that, but I was getting totally stuffed by a massive cock and although I knew they couldn’t hear my moans, they could see my face and that would be all anyone needed to know that I was clearly enjoying myself.
In this position, the slapping of Jay’s balls against my ass was far more pronounced. The slapping sounds of his perfect nuts crashing against my tight bubble butt filled the modern living room. Jay leaned against me briefly and turned my head around to meet his. He kissed me while gently stroking his cock against my insides. Then he broke our kiss and put both hands on my hips and started to really gather himself. He started pumping exactly as he wanted. The sound of his balls and his pelvis slamming against me was addictive. The sound, the sensation of his body pushing into mine and creating this dynamic between us was something I hoped might last forever. Jay began breathing heavy and I began to beg, “Fuckkk, Jay! Breed me! Give me your nut! In between breaths I heard Jay, “I know you want it!” I begged again, “I do! Fuck me!” I could barely finish before I felt him explode inside me. Ropes of cum filling me up. His cum was so warm and filling that I started cumming again. “Fuuuckkkk” was all I could muster. I blasted off several ropes against his window and on his floor. Our nearly simultaneous orgasms had left me spent.
Jay pulled his dick from my hole and turned me around. He began kissing me again. His lips on mine were like magnets at this point. I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to kiss anyone else again or take anyone else’s cock. Jay’s eyes shot over to the window. “You made quite a mess.” He said. Chuckling at the same time. “Sorry.” I replied. I walked over to the window, bent down and licked my cum off the glass. I walked over to him and this time I pulled his face to mine and pushed my cum in his mouth. He never resisted, but gave in and let me have this moment. I broke off the kiss this time. “I was thinking. Why don’t you just stay here with me while I vacation? It is your place after all.”
Jay looked at me, “We think a lot alike. I could use a vacation myself.”
