Sean spent a few wasted minutes pacing back and forth through his apartment. If he waited any longer his roommates would return and he’d chicken out. He walked to the liquor cabinet, taking a long sip of whiskey and shuddering as the fiery liquor rushed down his throat. He grabbed his keys and headed out the door, climbing into his shabby little car and heading off for Martin’s place. He thought about they Martin had seamlessly switched from fucking Sean’s ass to fucking his pussy, without question. He rolled down the windows as he started to sweat, exiting the free way and navigating a network of strip malls and car dealerships before coming to a rest at a quaint little suburb home.
Same locked the car and walked uneasily up the little concrete path that led up to the door. He rang the doorbell and heard some rustling on the other side, and a deep voice shout “Hang on!”. The door opened, and there was the man of Sean’s latest dreams in all his glory. He wore only a pair of jockey exercise shorts and an unbuttoned collared shirt, exposing his hairy and muscular chest.
“Well, well, nice to see you, pussyboy. Why don’t you come on in?” he asked, a devilish smile on his face. Sean timidly entered. It was the spartan home of a young bachelor, lightly furnished and not a lot of decoration.
“Thanks, uh, Martin.” Said Sean, kicking his shoes off.
“I missed you this week, pussyboy. We gotta make up for lost time.” Martin grabbed Sean and roughly pulled him close, eagerly kissing the slightly smaller man on his soft lips and working his tongue into his mouth. Sean’s body relaxed instantly, his hands moving up to massage Martin’s broad back and muscular arms. Martin reached under Sean’s ass and hefted him up; Sean yelped and wrapped his legs around Martin’s trim waste as the bigger man carried his prize back to his bedroom. He dropped him on the bed before he began roughly pulling Sean’s clothes off until he was completely naked, his wet pussy on full display. Martin looked from the young man’s muscular athletic body, his strong arms and well-developed chest, down to the tight, neat vagina nestled between Sean’s hairy thighs. He fell down onto Sean and continued his assault, his big fingers rubbing and massaging his pussy while his other hand forcefully held Sean to the bed. As the big man paused while hovering over him, Sean whispered in his ear,
“Fuck me against the wall again,” he begged.
“You got it, baby.” Martin obliged. He quickly shrugged off his shirt and stepped out of his shorts, letting his big cock and low hanging balls bounce free. He shoved his hands under Sean’s glutes and picked him up again, Sean eagerly wrapping his legs around the man’s waist as he turned them around and roughly shoved Sean against the wall. He could feel Martin’s cock probing the folds of his new sex. He wanted it so bad, and Martin knew it.
“Beg for it, pussyboy,” he whispered in Sean’s ear, “beg me to stuff your pussy with my big cock like you never could.”
Sean swallowed his pride. “Please, Martin, fuck me with your big cock. I need you in me so bad!” he exclaimed. Martin obliged and guided his cock into Sean’s aching pussy. Sean cried out as he was filled again, the hard length stretching his vagina wide as it probed deeper inside of him. He pressed his weight against Sean, pressing him against the wall as he started to fuck him hard and deep, over and over. Martins balls were slapping against the blank space where Sean’s own balls had once been only a few weeks ago. He wrapped his arms around the man’s muscled shoulders, kissing and nibbling his neck while Martin drove his large cock into him over and over. He suddenly pulled out and threw Sean onto the bed. Martin moved upon him, a look of focus and intense need painted on the man’s handsome face. He grabbed Sean’s ankles and drove his cock deep into him again in one large stroke before he resumed fucking him hard and fast. Sean could feel the pleasure building within him as Martin adjusted his strokes, sending waves of pleasure throughout Sean’s body. Finally, Martin growled and shuddered, his powerful back straining as he put everything he had into one last powerful thrust, his balls churning out jet after jet of hot cum into Sean’s unprotected womb. He collapsed on top of him, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their orgasm.
“Don’t worry, baby.” Martin breathed in Sean’s ear. “That was just the warm-up round.”
Sean gulped.