The Chronicles of Lex: Chronicle #2: Fucking a Str8 Guy

We broke the kiss and I told Mark to turn around and grab the roll 
bar with both hands. He grabbed the bar and poked his ass out. I know 
he saw me sliding the condom down the shaft of my cock, so I know he 
knew what was coming.

As I walked up behind him and spread his cheeks, I heard him 
whisper, "Fuck me, Lex. I want to take your horse cock deep inside my 
ass."

He didn't have to ask twice. I pressed the head of my dick against 
his ass and felt the familiar resistance of a hole that's never been 
fucked. I told Mark to press out like he was taking a dump. 

I felt his ass lips press out and I pressed again—a bit harder this 
time. Then it happened. I felt the `pop' of his hole and the head was 
inside. He let out a yell that could probably have been heard for 
miles. He quickly composed himself and bit his bottom lip. As I slide 
further in I could hear him whimpering. 

After a couple of minutes, I had about 8 inches inside of him. When I 
could tell he was ready, I slid almost all the way out, paused, and 
slid back in. His ass was sufficiently loosened, so I went to it. I 
reached up and grabbed a hand full of his long, black hair. I started 
pumping my cock in and out of his ass. I quickly picked up speed and 
started ramming. Mark kept moaning and whimpering the whole time. He 
sounded sexy as hell and that made me start fucking him even harder.

I kept riding his hot ass, and, before I knew it, all 10 inches of my 
meat was buried inside him, and our balls were slapping. I have to 
admit, my boy took my cock like a champ. He never complained and rode 
me like a pro. If I stopped to catch my breath, I would feel him 
start fucking back on my cock. I would just stand still and let him 
go at it. 

When I started back fucking him, he reached down with his left hand 
and started stroking his cock. I kept fucking and thought to myself 
how hot this was—a hot, married, straight stud standing in the back 
of my jeep and taking my dick in the middle of the afternoon. I 
almost shot my load just thinking about it.

I fucked Mark for about 20 minutes and felt the familiar rumble of 
cum stirring in my nutts. I kept pumping and felt Mark's ass tighten. 
He let out another yelp, and I saw a jet of his cum spurt out and 
land on my seat. He kept stroking and pumped out another 6 or 7 ropes 
of man-juice.

Watching him shoot put me over the edge. I grunted my teeth and told 
him to get ready. I pulled my dick out, pulled the condom off, turned 
Mark around, and shoved him to his knees. About that time the first 
of many ropes shot out of my cock like a cannon. I kept pumping my 
hot cream all over Mark's face. It took me at least a minute to calm 
down and regain conscientiousness. When I finally opened my eyes, I 
saw Mark licking the cum off his lips. I bent over and licked all of 
my cum from his face. After all, I couldn't send him home to his wife 
looking all a mess. 

When I was done cleaning him up, I stuck my tongue out at him so he 
could see all of my cum. He bent over and sucked my tongue between 
his lips. He wanted every drop and that's just what he got. Cum is 
too precious to waste, ya know.

We got down from the back of the jeep and I pulled Mark towards the 
ocean. We were both exhausted and covered in sweat and sand. I 
thought a quick dip would do us good. 

Mark kept kissing me and playing with my cock while we were swimming. 
He had discovered a new side to himself and was obviously enjoying 
exploring that new part. 

After about 10 minutes, we decided to get dressed and head home. I 
looked at the clock on the dash and realized we had been at the beach 
for over an hour and a half. 

I cranked the jeep, spun out, and started back on the original 
journey—taking Mark home.

We drove about another mile and arrived at Mark's place. As we drove 
into the driveway, I saw two cars. His wife must be home.

Since we obviously couldn't kiss, I just reached over, grabbed his 
cock, and gave it a squeeze. He turned to look at me and gave me a 
wink and a smile. 

"Thanks for er…ah…everything," he said. 

With that, he hopped out of the jeep and headed towards the house. I 
lingered long enough to watch his ass until he got inside. I did 
notice he walked a bit funny. I couldn't help but grin to myself. 

He arrived at the front door, walked in, and closed it behind him.

I put the jeep in reverse, pulled out of the driveway, and headed 
back towards the strip. After all, there were still lots of daylight 
left, and I needed to find another straight guy to break in.