I'm horny.

“I can’t go back in there,” he admitted in a puff of smoke. “I shouldn’t have come to this party. I’m not ready to see her.”

“Dude. It’s been over a year,” I replied. “I know Emily broke your heart. But you can’t keep avoiding her. It’s a small town. You’re bound to run into her now and then.”

“Yeah, but did you see that prick she’s with now?” he asked, taking a long drag. “And that fucking rock on her finger?”

“He seems like a nice guy,” I shrugged. “Try to be happy for her.”

“Happy for her?” he spat. “While she’s moved on and wrapping her legs around that guy, I’m home alone every night shooting my wad into the bathroom sink.”

“Come on. It’s not that bad,” I doubted.

“Dude. I haven’t had pussy in more than a year,” he reported in a long stream of smoke. “The last time I got my dick wet was when Emily and I had breakup sex.”

“I have an idea. Lemme suck you off—like old times,” I offered, dropping to my knees before him. “You’ll feel better once you’ve fed me a load.”

“Dude,” he attempted to stop me. “I quit doing that shit with guys after college. You know that.”

“Well, I never stopped,” I stated, rubbing his bulge through his pants.

“Yeah, I know,” he laughed. “It’s a small town, remember?” His resolve appeared to be weakening as his cock hardened to my touch. “Make it quick, okay?”

“You got it,” I replied eagerly, unleashing his eight-incher and taking it down my throat. “Just tap me on the head if anyone comes out here.”

“Fuuuck,” he exhaled, his head rolling back with his cigar gripped between his teeth as I sucked him. “I forgot how good you are at throating a dick.”

“Well, I had a lot of practice—sucking you off in your dorm room almost every night,” I replied, licking up and down his shaft before taking him to the balls.

“Shit,” he laughed. “I must’ve fed you a few gallons of cum by the time we graduated.”

Thinking back to all those nights in college made his cock even more rigid. His precum was flooding my mouth. I wanted to suck him all night long, but I also didn’t want to risk getting caught with the party raging inside. Recalling exactly how to make him shoot in a hurry, I went straight to work, my head bobbing up and down on his big dick at a steady pace.

“Fuck, man,” he exclaimed in another puff of smoke. “Don’t stop. If you keep sucking me like that, I’m gonna . . . OH FUCK . . . SHIT.”

Like a cum cannon, his cock blasted a massive load down my throat. My hands moved to his ass, pulling him deeper down my throat and holding him close to me as his balls filled my hungry belly.

“Fuck, that was good,” he praised, extracting his spent cock from my throat and stuffing it back in his pants. He leaned down and kissed me, an ambrosial taste of cum, beer, and tobacco passing between our tongues.

“You feel ready to get back in there?” I asked, raising myself off my knees.

“Nah,” he shrugged, taking another drag on his cigar. “I’m not going back to the party.”

“Why not?” I sighed. “I thought feeding me a load would give you the confidence to face Emily and her fiancé.”

“It’s not that,” he answered. “I’m just thinking that we should maybe go back to my place. I’m feeling ready to let you ride my cock, like you always wanted.”

“Lemme just grab my jacket,” I replied while racing inside, my ass twitching in anticipation of getting wrecked by his big dick.

That was where he wanted me. I took a small step towards him before he opened his mouth.

“Clothes off.” he didn’t stop looking at me. I obeyed his orders, leaving my shorts and shirt where I stood.

“How was work, Daddy?” I got down on my knees in between his legs, running my hands up his legs and over his dick.