Straight for Me

(Part 3 from 3. Fiction.)

“I fuckin’ love this scene, Billy. Look at the slut’s face as the dude slips her the salami, man! Eeeow! She’s fuckin’ beggin’ to get plowed, Damn!” He panted, pulling hard on his big rock-hard fuck rod.

I sat eagerly on the edge of the futon as he turned towards me. His erect cock swayed in front of him as Jerry stepped between my open legs. He slapped his dick in my face, teasing me with it, just inches from my hungry lips. I licked at it frantically, trying to suck it into my mouth, taste the hardness.

“No baby, not this time. I got other plans for you. You see the bitch on TV? I’d be willin’ to bet you wanna feel my fuckin’ pecker up your ass like that!” He growled as he pushed me back on the mattress. I had only been fucked a couple times before, in college. A classmate with a nice enough cock, but nothing like Jerry’s monster. I wanted it bad, and didn’t care what price there was to pay. Jerry’s cock would be deep inside me tonight. 

Climbing next to me he lay on his back and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his waist, felt his tight abdomen rippling under my thighs. His cock pulsated in my crack as he rubbed it between my cheeks. Holding me by the waist, he raised me up on my knees, his stiff pole poised at my trembling bud. I let myself down slowly as Jerry’s fat mushroom head popped into my asshole. Sudden and unbelievable pain, shooting through me like a knife in my ass! I screamed out, but he wouldn’t release me. Jerry held me firmly, my body impaled on his mighty sword. 
“Shhh, settle down. You want it bad. You’re fuckin’ ready to take it, and you know it. Just relax and it won’t hurt as much.” He murmured to me. I looked down at his incredible body, his handsome face, I felt his strong hands on my hips as he slowly guided me down, easing me onto him until I sat firmly on his belly. My ass pressed firmly into his wiry pubic hairs, his nine inches wedged tightly into my gut. 

We stayed like that, still and unmoving, for several minutes as my body adjusted to the incredible intrusion. I stroked Jerry’s chest, my fingers dancing across the luxurious swirls of matted brown hair. The video droned on with grunts, groans and the sounds of sex. The woman was riding her partner just like I was now riding Jerry. I began to rock back and forth, driving his iron spike in and out of my flaming ass. Jerry looked from the video to me, a wicked smirk on his face.

“Damn, this is good, huh? You’re so fuckin’ tight, Billy... So fuckin’ tight.” He moaned. He began to grind his hips into me, and I responded by bucking enthusiastically up and down on his rod. He stroked and pulled on my tits, caressing them and twisting the tender nipples in his coarse fingers. I love to have my chest played with, and he was sending me over the edge! I knew I would cum soon, and I wondered what Jerry would do if I shot a load across his chest? I imagined his cock growing in me; expanding and lengthening, reaching into my body, touching my belly, my chest, and my heart. 


He came inside me. It was a huge discharge, it flooded me. His hips continued to jerk upward as he slammed himself totally into me, depositing his seed deep in my belly. I nutted at the same time, it was ecstasy. I collapsed onto Jerry, clinging to his massive biceps as we slid together in a mixture of sweat and semen. The video credits ran, the music stopped, we lay there in silence.

A little while later, his softening cock slipped from my slimy stretched-out asshole. He pulled out from under me and went into the kitchen for a beer. I knew it was time, I pulled my clothes together and dressed. Jerry didn’t stop me. I opened the door and stepped out into the cool night air.

I met Jeffrey last week at a fundraiser. He is intelligent and handsome, and very gay. No more straight men for me, thank you! Jeffrey may not be as sexy, or as hot, or as dangerously exciting as Jerry, but why keep reaching for things that are beyond my grasp? I will be happy with Jeffrey, no bullshit, and no games. So tonight I’m sucking Jerry off one last time, then it’s over. 

So, his cock...slipping around in my mouth. The familiar scent of tobacco and musk in his pubic hairs. I love the smell of this man, love his hardness, his masculinity. No video tonight. He lay on the futon, his legs spread out as I position myself between them and place my mouth around his rigid member. He strokes my head, and I’m reminded again of purring kittens. I could be so content with Jerry. Fucking straight men. Why do I let myself get abused by them? What is this fatal attraction?

Jerry is in a really good mood tonight. No rough stuff, as much as I love it. He pulls me off his cock and draws me up to lay next to him. He goes for my nips again, and I begin to squirm at his ardent touch. He rolls them with his broad thumb and calloused fingers. I can’t understand what he’s doing. He reaches out to touch my cheek.

“Billy, I been thinkin’.” He whispered to me, “The world’s a fucked up place. A guy can look and look, and never find what‘s right for him. Hell, she may never come along! How many sorry bitches do you have to go through before you meet the one? And you, you might never find another gay dude you really get off with. You can waste half your life looking for somethin’ that was right next to you the whole time.”

Jerry drew my face to his, and I felt his hot breath on my eyes. My heart leapt into my throat. I was overwhelmed by what Jerry seemed to be saying to me. He pushed his torso into mine, his coarse body hair brushing across my chest. His thick arms wrapped around my waist, and I reached around his shoulders and ran my fingers through his thick curly mane. I opened my legs to accept him, and he rolled against me, aligning his mighty cock head with my ass.

My rosy pucker stretched open, accepting this man’s cock into the most intimate place I could offer him. It wasn’t a cunt, but maybe better; Jerry seemed to think so. He pressed his lips to mine, and he kissed me as his astoundingly thick dick slid into place inside me. Our first kiss was passionate and unquestionable. My thoughts of never seeing Jerry again were instantly forgotten in that moment. I belonged here, like this, with his straight cock up my gay ass.

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