To Fuck Him, and to Love Him

My cock was in his mouth and it felt so good as he sucked and sucked and sucked. I had always wanted this, it was him. The man of my dreams. He was hot. So hot. And his cock was big, so big, and I was so in need of it up my anus.

So my cock was in his mouth, and he was giving me the greatest of suckings and I really wanted to fuck him. He sucked my cock, and I was in ectasy. I thought of him fucking me, and of me fucking him. I needed to fuck him, he was so sexy and fuckable.

I had fucked him before. Many, many times. Alone, lying in bed jerking my cock and fucking him. Dreaming of him, my teacher, my doctor, my lawyer, my brother, my whore, my lover - who ever I wanted him to be. Yanking off, fucking and loving him.

He sucked my cock, and I thrust my hips, slamming my dick into his warm, wet mouth and down his throat. My balls tightened as I got closer and closer to squirting my load and juicing his belly. He sucked my cock, and I fucked his face. The time came for me to cum and I ejaculated into his mouth and cried out, "Yes! Swallow my cum, you cunt, bitch, slapper, whore." He kept sucking, and I kept pumping my cream into him. "Drink it, drink it, my beautiful baby."

For a while we lay there with my cock in his mouth as my hard-on turned soft and he lashed it lovingly with his tongue. After I removed my slimy prick we kissed and I slurped some of my own cum into my mouth and I started to get hard again as it slid down my throat. I unbuckled his jeans and pulled them down his perfect legs. Running my hands over his toned, muscular thighs and down his solid calfs. I pulled his jeans off and made my way back up his gorgeous legs. Kissing and savouring them. Beneath his boxers his penis was big and hard and now mine was fully hard, too. I ripped of his boxers and took his magnificent manhood in my hands and I moved my own toward it. We both gasped as we became joined at the penis, piss hole to piss hole. As we cock kissed each other he said "Babe, I love you." And I told him that I loved him too. We kissed and as our tongues played together, and our saliva mixed, and we ground our penises together, we mumbled our love to each other. 

"I want to fuck you, hard and fast," he told me. I nodded my need for him to do just that, and we both gasped again as we broke our penis connection. He threw me on my back and lifted my legs over his shoulders. He lubed his prick and slammed it up me in one, causing me to scream with pain and pleasure. As promised he fucked me hard and fast. Humping me like a stallion, like the stud he was. As he screwed me he grabbed my raging hard-on and hand fucked me; hard and fast. He slammed into me, again and again, tearing me apart, burning me and making me grunt and scream and groan as his flying fist worked my cock. His beautiful penis up my quivering anus, he fucked me hard and fast, and the more he fucked me the more I loved him and the more I loved him the more I wanted him to fuck me. Hard and fast. Slamming in and out. Jerking my cock.

I exploded and so did he. Cum shot from my dick and splattered my lover's face, and at the same time I felt him erupt inside me and he filled me up with what seemed like gallons of his premium love. We looked into each other's eyes and laughed, and he pulled out of me. Both our dicks were slick with cum and we rubbed them together. I licked my cum from his face and he licked it out of my mouth.

"I fucking love you," he said, as he kissed my neck.
"And I love you. And now I'm going to fuck you."
He turned onto his front and raised his glorious buttocks into the air. I entered him, and all night long we slowly fucked and loved each other.