Morning AND Night

I'm a morning person and he's not.  Unfortunately, that just sucks sometimes and not in a good way.

So I'm usually up at 5 or 6 in the morning.  Sometimes I wake up with such a huge bone that I can't help but jerk out a load.  Right there.  With Kevin in bed next to me snoring lightly...  and sometimes not so lightly.  Either way, I can fist my cock furiously and shake the bed and he won't wake up. 

But just a couple of days ago (last weekend, in fact) it was slightly different.  I was horned up and needed something more.  Sure we talked about it and we've both said it's a big fantasy to have a guy attack you in the middle of the night when you're asleep and rape your hole.  But the reality is, I'd probably slap the bitch if that happened.  And he would too.  But the idea of rolling him over and just shoving it in got me even harder.  So I was lying there all in my head working up a load without even touching myself when I turned to him and saw that he was hard as a rock, on his back, cock sticking straight up.

Eh, fuck it.  It'll be close enough.

Got the lube and lubed up my hole.  Then started to play with his cock.  His eyes fluttered open as his arms twisted and flexed over his head and his back arched in a big stretch.  He was still in a bit of a fog, but I used the opportunity to tug down his boxers.  Without even thinking, he legs moved to climb an invisible ladder as they worked to kick off the boxers.

Lubed him up and straddled him and before he could even give me a half smile to acknowledge what was going on, I fucked myself on his cock.  That goofy look on his face just made me really want it.  Felt like I was taking advantage of some big dumb jock.  All the while, also running through my head was how hot his ass feels around my cock when I'm fucking him instead.  That silky feeling as I glide in and out of his hole.  The warmth of his chute.  And those rings that I press through that milk my load.  Those thoughts of me fucking him, his vague look of surprise and confusion, and me controlling his fuck so his cock hits my button just the right way loosened my load in just a few casual pops of the wrist with my paw around my shaft and I let a stream fly across his chest.

God that was good. 

He had a chuckle and we exchanged some words that I don't even remember now as I was then in a bit of a fog, myself, from the climax and then a few minutes later we were spooning and I felt his rythmic breathing once again as he fell back into a slumber. 

Fast forward half a day and he was fully alert and charged up, ready to go.  His body was aching to finish up what started in the morning so it was his turn to attack me.  I had just gotten up from an afternoon nap...  my body's way of saying "5am?  really?"  And I realized I was stirring because his hands were dancing across my chest.  He went lower and went under my shirt to start rubbing my belly.  Then up the chest again.  Then, finding his target, gave my nipple a firm pinch and twist that sent a bolt of electricity through me and slapped me awake.  He was pushing all my buttons and it was working.  I was hard as a rock while we were making out.

Frantic frenzy of stripping me of my shirt and jammies and before I knew it, he tossed me around and had me lying face down.  And when I say tossed around, I mean it.  His big meaty hands with a firm grip placed me where he wanted me.  He kicked my legs apart with his knees while he flipped the cap of the bottle of lube and that little click of the plastic top made my hole twitch.  He spread my legs so far apart that it was pretty easy to knock my knees a little higher, which made my back arch and pop my ass up a bit and expose my hole.  With that, he poured a liberal amount of lube directly onto my crack and the cool liquid made my my balls tighten up as it ran down my crack, past my sack and drip onto the sheets.

Without another warning, he aimed his cock and ripped into my hole full force shoving me deeper into the mattress.

YEOW!!  Fuck, I screamed loud and it hurt like a bitch.  I white-knuckled  the sheet and also pounded the bed with a fist to release some of the tension.  I shuddered and my body lept to try to break free, but I was immobile.  He had me pinned to the mattress, well over two hundred pounds of meat forcing me to take it.  At the same time, when he started to withdraw, my body involuntarily moved to impale itself back onto his cock.  I'm not sure if I just didn't want him to fuck me the full length of his cock or if I just really wanted it so bad despite the pain.  Either way, my hole snatched at that cock so it couldn't leave.  He took that as a sign that I was ready and assaulted my ass full force with a brutal fuck.  Almost twice my size and he let me feel it, using his full weight to hammer it home with every thrust.  It wasn't long before he was flooding my ruined ass with his load and he collapsed on top of me.  And I have to say, this was one of the rare times where I felt like I came remotely close to shooting a load without touching myself.  That final thrust and he tried to bury his load in as deep as possible and the intensity of the slap of his groin on my ass made my cock surge.  He got up back onto his knees after his head cleared, still fully impaled on me and still pretty hard as he fucked me in little strokes that finally got me off while I jerked my second load of the day out.

Later, I was cleaning up in the bathroom, wiping the cum that was leaking out of my ass with tissue when I saw that it was a heavy load of both pink and white globs.  I wasn't too surprised, it was pretty rough so I knew he tore me up and there'd be some blood.  So I came back into our room and told him.  A quick flash of worry came across his face.

"No, no, no," I said.  "I liked it. In fact, I really, really liked it."

"It's not that.  I'm just worried that means I won't get your ass again for another week."

Hmm...  read that one wrong!

Make-up sex isn't all that

I'm an optimist, so naturally I'm going to hone in on the times where the sex is incredible. After getting the comment from Loki, though, I realized that I've left out the bad parts...  and sometimes it gets ugly.

So I came home from work and was going through the mail when I noticed a letter from the city.  Apparently I'm well past due for my dog license.  Yes, for awhile, my homophobic dog was an illegal!  I let Kevin know and he really wasn't that concerned.

"I took care of it."

"Oh, so we already paid it."

"Yeah, technically you did.  I just sent it out two days ago."

"I did?  What do you mean?"

"You wrote the check!"

"No, I didn't!  I never write checks!  So if I wrote one, I think I'd know."

Well, apparently I did.  Five months ago!  I gave him the letters to send out since I didn't have stamps and he said he had some at work.  He just forgot about it until three days prior to us getting the "we've-multiplied-the-dues-times-fifty-for-being-so-damn-late" letter.

He tried to snuggle up to me later that night, but I was fuming.  It was just a long line of him being a little careless with bills.  We've had cable turned off on us so many times I can't even count.  And those things actually weren't what put me over the edge.  It was the fact that he also made his mom's dog license also late.  It's not just our things that get late in his hands, but others' too.  I just take a lot of care with other people's things.  I don't mind being a misfit with my own money, but I'll go out of my way so that anything I do doesn't affect others and it's kinda disappointing to see that he doesn't do the same.

I turned him down the next morning as well.

That evening, he offered me his ass and I got half hard...  But you hear about people making up and fucking the snot out of each other and it just doesn't happen that way with me.  I couldn't dish out a hate fuck with the guy I love.  Even when he drives me bonkers.

But we had a chat later on where I called him a misfit and he politely disagreed.  Then we had sweetly playful sex like we normally do.  Nothing glorious, nothing horrible.  Just definitely us in all our imperfections.

Well, that was a terribly unsexy story...

So, to make up for it, I think I'm going to splatter some naked pics around to distract you.  And of course, it wouldn't be complete without a cumshot:

Back to our normally scheduled fun filled raunch next weekend!