Men I Like

“Kayla told me to return the spare key she had given me, while she’s at work,” Chad explained. “But I thought I might wait here for you.”

“For me?” I responded incredulously.

“Let’s not pretend you’re not attracted to me,” Chad taunted, still stroking his cock. “I know you want me—and my big dick. Now’s your chance, bro.”

“I—I don’t think this is a good idea,” I protested feebly.

“Why not?” he countered. “Your sister dumped my ass. I’m a free man. I can stick my dick wherever I want—and I’m choosing your ass. You know you want this big cock.”

Chad was right. I did want his big cock. I used to eavesdrop on Kayla telling her girlfriends how Chad had a big one—a real pussy splitter—and that it was a lot to take. Sure, she was complaining. But I could tell she secretly loved getting dicked down by a big one. The two of us had that in common. And so it was nearly impossible to turn down Chad’s offer to give me that big dick. But I wasn’t going to make it easy on him.

“You just want to fuck me to get back at my sister for dumping your ass,” I argued.

“Yeah, that’s partly true,” Chad laughed. “But it doesn’t change the fact that you’re a slutty size queen who wants to ride me. It’s a win-win for both of us.”

A win-win. How could I argue with that?

“Okay,” I surrendered far too easily. “You can fuck me.”

“Good,” he smiled wickedly. “Then climb on this cock and ride it.”

Dutifully, I stripped down in front of him. Reaching into my bedside table, I pulled out a bottle of lube and a Trojan.

“You can forget about that condom,” he barked. “Kayla always made me wrap it so she wouldn’t get pregnant. But you’re gonna take my babies, got it?”

“Uh huh,” I nodded, secretly eager to have Chad’s warm load inside me.

Deftly, I lubed up my hole while Chad watched with eager anticipation. “That’s it,” he encouraged. “Get that cunt good and wet for this big dick.”

With my hole readied for him, I tossed the lube aside. Climbing onto the bed, I straddled Chad—and promptly sat upon his big dick, expertly taking him to the balls.

“Fuuuuck,” he exhaled slowly. “Your hole is so fuckin’ tight.”

“Tighter than Kayla’s pussy?”

“Duh,” he laughed. “Now ride this big dick. Ride it like you own it.”

Placing my hands on Chad’s firm pecs, my hard cock resting on his washboard abs, I raised my hips and began to work my hole up and down his swollen shaft. Rhythmically, I worked his cock like a piston, taking every inch of him in and out of me—over and over.

“Fuck, that feels amazing,” he marveled, propping his muscular arms behind his head. “I think you’ve done this before.”

“You think?” I laughed in jest, grinding down on him harder.

“Your sister was always so vanilla when we fucked,” Chad shared as I continued to bob up and down on him. “But you—I always knew you’d be a dirty slut in bed.”

“I think you’ll find I’m nothing like Kayla,” I replied, activating my sphincter, gripping his cock from within me. Expertly, I contracted and released his shaft, massaging his cock inside my depths.

“Holy fuck,” he exhaled, his toes curling. “It’s like you’re jacking my cock with your ass. How the fuck are you doing that?”

“Lots of practice,” I purred, licking my lips, reveling in the feeling of his big cock inside of me—a cock that once belonged to my sister but was now mine.

Eagerly, I began to pick up the pace, riding Chad’s big dick like my life depended on it. Chad’s hands went to my hips, slamming my body up and down on him harder and harder, faster and faster—pushing his cock into my warm depths deeper and deeper. The pace was too fast, his desire too frenzied. It couldn’t last.

“Dude,” he warned, biting his lip, “I think I’m gonna—I’m gonna—FUCK, bro—get ready for it.”

“That’s it,” I encouraged. “Gimme that nut. Fuckin’ breed my ass.”

“FUCK,” Chad grunted in release, his head hitting the wall behind my bed as his body convulsed beneath me, his big cock throbbing rhythmically inside me. A warmth emanated from deep within me as his thick load coated my depths.

With his balls now fully emptied inside me, I quickly dismounted. Upon release, Chad’s wet, cum-slicked cock slapped against his meaty thigh. Ravenously, I dove between his legs and licked his cock clean, sucking the last bit of cum out of his cock slit.

“Damn, you are a dirty slut,” he laughed. “And full service.”

“I aim to please,” I smiled devilishly. “But you better get your ass outta here before Kayla gets home from work. You got what you came for.”

“Shit,” he scrambled off the bed, yanking on his crumpled clothes from off the floor. “Here,” he pulled out the spare key from his pocket. “I better leave this with you.”

“Nah,” I refused. “Keep the key. You can use it whenever you want to fuck me again.”

“Seriously?”

“Absolutely,” I affirmed.

And then Chad did something that I never would have expected—he pulled me into his arms and kissed me, tongue and all.

“I’ll be back later tonight,” he assured me with a slap on the ass. “So plan on giving up that sweet cunt to me again.”

“But—but what about Kayla?” I stammered.

“What about her?” Chad laughed. “Your sister dumped my ass, which means she gets no say as to where I stick my dick.”