pretty girl avenue

Tommy almost cursed out whoever knocked on his door. He and Joel had a long and exhausting day of work, and all Tommy wanted to do was relax. Maria and Benji were out for the weekend, visiting his mother, and Tommy promised to visit the next day. So the once rowdy house was basked in something he hadn’t heard in a long time – silence.

So the sound of someone knocking on his door as he was resting his eyes made the Texan see red for a split second. Tommy exhaled deeply through his nose as he pushed himself off the couch and made his way towards the front door.

Opening it to see his neighbor on the other side didn’t immediately set off Tommy – thank goodness it wasn’t a Jehovah’s witness. You were neighbors of Tommy and his family ever since his son was born, you and your family were good people, your wife offered to drive Maria to her appointments, your oldest daughter offered to watch Benji for some spare cash, while you and Tommy always traded good times with each other. So seeing you didn’t piss off, Tommy, just frustrated him more than usual.

“Hey, man, what’s up?” Tommy did his best to sound casual as he leaned against the door frame. “Are you busy?” You question.

“Uh–” Tommy started as he craned his neck looking behind him, seeing the TV in his living room play one of his favorite movies so he could fall asleep too. “Not entirely, what’s going on?”

Tommy watched as you swallowed the buildup in your throat. “My friend and I were supposed to drink tonight, and he cancelled on me at the last minute, so I was wondering if you wanted to?” The idea of drinking did sound enticing to him, but Tommy wasn’t in the mood to leave his house. “As fun as that sounds, I’m not in the mood to leave the house –”

“I get that,” You reassured as you held a six-pack. “I already bought the beers, but I can go.” You turn on your heel and begin to walk down Tommy’s porch. “Wait,” Tommy raised his hand, and snapped his eyes shut. He knew he was going to regret drinking; he was a wink away from sleeping, but he knew that he could have one beer. Opening his eyes, Tommy noticed the intrigued look on your face as he slid his hand into his jean pocket. “One beer won’t kill me, right?”

A smirk – the first one Tommy has seen from you, the whole first few seconds you’ve been standing on his porch. “I hope it won’t. We’ll have a couple.”

You had two beers, and Tommy had two, not too much and not too little. Tommy’s eyes felt heavier than when he first came home, but he couldn’t get to sleep. His neighbor was next to him, and Tommy didn’t know if he could have the decency to kick out the few good people in his neighborhood.

The movie Tommy had on was ending, but you were watching every second of it, like it was a distraction you needed. He couldn’t help but wonder what was on your mind. Tommy knew you for your happy attitude and smiles, but seeing you at his door like an awkward boy picking up his prom date made his stomach twist in ways he didn’t think were possible, thinking of his neighbor.

Readjusting his position so his back was resting against the loveseat—his belt pinching his stomach—a light wince exited his teeth. Tommy stared at his neighbor before he opened his mouth to speak. “S’going on with you, man? I’ve never seen you this down before.”

You pushed your lips into a trill as you raised your hands and slapped them against your thighs. “Just wanting to drink with a good friend, nothing else going on.” You fixed your position so that you were shoulder to shoulder with Tommy. “Do you want another beer? I’m getting another beer.” You spoke as you bent down to grab another can of beer for the pack, but Tommy was faster as he snatched the remaining cans out of your grasp. “Gimmie that back, Tommy.” You tried to reach for the cans, but Tommy moved his hand farther away.

“Not until y’give me a straight answer.” Tommy’s tone was affirmative and commanding – it sent chills down your spine as you sat back in your spot. You exhaled, and you avoided eye contact with Tommy. “My best friend was having an affair with my wife, and my daughter hates me because we’re splitting up.” You bit your lip as you confessed something you haven’t come to terms with yet.

Tommy was taken aback as he retained the information you said. “You can’t be serious, there’s no way, your daughter hates you.”

You sputter a chuckle as you couldn’t believe what you heard. “Oh, trust me. She blames me.”

“That can’t be –”

“She said, and I quote, ‘If only you were home more, this wouldn’t have happened’.” You wiped your hand on your forehead as a small snicker escaped your mouth. “I can still see the smile on her face when our own daughter told me that. It was like she won something,” You shrugged.

“I should’ve just gone back to my motel room. I don’t know why I came here; this was stupid.”

You began to stand up, but then you felt a tug on your long-sleeved shirt, forcing you to sit back down. “Y’not going anywhere–not in the state you’re in.”

“I can take a cab, Tommy. I don’t want to bother you with my bullshit.”

“It ain’t bullshit,” Tommy commented. “Stay your ass here before I have to tie you down.”

You didn’t have the energy to fight with Tommy anymore, so you rested your head against the back of the couch, your head hitting the wall lightly. “Ow,” You muttered as you pinched your nose. Tommy couldn’t hold the chuckle as he heard your head connect with the wall. “Y’allright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You wave off.

Tommy still had a slight smile as he glided his hand atop his head, feeling the man bun on the back of his head. He couldn’t help but feel bad for the man next to him – Tommy could see the man had been in distress for god knows how long, and he came to see him as a friend. Tommy wanted to make the man forget about what he wanted to bury. “Want to know something that might make you laugh?”

“What?” You asked as you didn’t move from your position, your hand still pinching your nose. “Maria and I haven’t had sex since Benji was born.”

Tommy could hear a snicker as he stared at his hands, and as he looked towards you, he could see a hint of a smile. “That’s not funny,” You started as you placed your hand over your eyes – your smile still visible. “It’s ok, laugh, it’s funny.” Tommy waved his hand as if the news wasn’t that big of a deal. “No, it is not!” You rebutted.

“You’re still laughin’!” You hear Tommy point out. “Ignore me, I’m drunk.”

“You had two beers, lightweight!”

“So what?”

You and Tommy were having a laughing fit that, in all honesty, both of you needed more than ever. The laughs you and Tommy were sharing were reminiscent of the times when you and he would hang together, no work, no stress, just two neighbors sharing beers and laughs.

Both of you stop laughing as you rest your eyes shut. You snap your eyes open when the sudden realization hits you. “Isn’t Benji four?” You ask as you raise your head. Tommy nodded.

“How are you alive, man?”

Tommy raised his hands in defense as he shook his head. “One day at a time, don’t get me wrong, man, it hurts so much sometimes,” Tommy spoke as he adjusted his hips, his hands landing on his thigh. “And I’m guessing jerking off isn’t doing as much as it did.”

“It can only help with so much,” Tommy shrugged. “I just need a hole to fuck again. I’ve been so fuckin’ horny. I’ll fuck the next pair of legs that walks through that door.” The man points towards the door. “Is that fucked up?” You questioned.

“Most likely, but as long as I don’t act on it, I’ll be fine.”

You snickered as you thought of an outlandish idea. “You said any pair of legs, even a guy's leg, isn’t that gay?”

Tommy thought about it a lot longer than he should have if he admitted it. “Nah, it’s helping a bro out, doesn’t mean anything.” Tommy turned to look at you to explain more, “It’s like I would help you out, you help me out. We were just doin’ each other favors.” Tommy explained. You pressed your lips in a line and nodded your head as Tommy’s explanation made some sense to you. “Huh, never thought about it like that.”

“That’s because you never had a bro help you out before.” Tommy poked your shoulder.

“Have you?” You asked,

Tommy pressed his lips together as he shook his head. “Nah, that’s gay.”

“Didn’t you just say it wasn’t?” You comment.

“Well, I don’t know, I’ve never fucked a guy before!” Tommy’s tone sounded like he had been accused of a crime. “I’m not saying you did!” You raise your hands in defense.

Tommy slid his hands down his face in frustration. “I assume that it isn’t gay to some extent.”

“Like, there are ground rules?” You question.

“Exactly,” Tommy agreed. “Like no kissing, or staring in each other’s eyes.”

“No, enjoying it?”

“Mhm.”

“These rules are confusing.”

“Ain’t that the truth,” Tommy spoke, fixing the growing tent in his jeans.

“You okay?”

“Huh?” Tommy snapped out of his thoughts and stared at you. You nod your head towards where his hand is placed over his crotch. “Yeah, I guess all this talk about fuckin’ got me all pent up.”

A laugh escapes your lip as you watch Tommy fondling his cock. “Enjoying yourself there, mister?”

A gruff laugh escapes Tommy’s lips, one that sends chills down your spine. “Yeah, I am.” Tommy doesn’t stare at you as he continues rubbing his hand against the bulge growing in his jeans. Each digit in his hand is on a mission to pleasure himself. You watch as the man next to you acts like you don’t exist anymore. Licking his lips, Tommy’s actions persists as he groans a ‘Fuck it’ from under his breath and starts to unbuckle his belt. “You don’t mind if I take care of this, right?”

You shook your head and turned your head towards the far wall. You could hear the shuffling of a belt and jeans, and an exhale from Tommy. “You ain’t gotta look away, I’m fine with you lookin’.” You nodded your head and continued to look towards anything else; you didn’t want to look towards Tommy.

“Cmon, buddy. I ain’t gonna kill you.” Tommy’s hand wrapped around your shoulder, trapping you in his hold, causing you to look towards the man. You looked into his eyes as he stared at you with a smile on his face. A smile that had pleasure drooling from it, but in the corner of your eye, that’s when you see it.

You did your best to not be shocked by the size of Tommy’s cock, you’ve never seen another guys dick – and you’ve never thought about it before. But you were impressed by the look of Tommy’s cock. Veins traveled up the shaft of his cock, stopping at the mushroom tip of his cock. You watched as Tommy stroked his cock, the sheer enjoyment in his face as you could hear the raspy breaths escape his throat. “Fuck, man. Thanks for lettin’ me do this.”

A hint of a smile came across your lips as you shook your head. “No problem, man.” You held your view on anything but Tommy’s cock. His open flannel, his tank top, his beard, his hair – hell even the TV playing a random show seemed better to stare at than Tommy’s cock.

As Tommy continued to stroke his cock, you could feel your cock growing agaisnt your pants. You exhale a hiss as you feel your toes curl in your shoes. Tommy stares at you as he hears your breath. “You getting hard, huh?” You shook your head before ultimately agreeing. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“Whip it out, it’s not like anyone can stop us.” Tommy’s voice was brought to a low octave as he pressed his voice against your ear. His voice sent a wave of euphoria to your cock that without argument, you started to unbuckle your jeans and slip your pants and underwear down to your calves – letting gravity let your pants rest at your ankles.

That sensation of your hand gripping your cock sent a ripple of waves soar through your body. Tommy chuckled as he could see the pleasure escape. “Feels nice, don’t it?” You nod your head, answering Tommy.

The sudden grip on your shoulder was getting tighter as you could see that the chuckles Tommy was once producing were now coming out as shaky breaths. Tommy wasn’t getting close, their was no way, he had just started stroking his cock not that long ago. “You okay?” You asked.

“Mhm,” Tommy nodded. “I’m doin’ this thing where I’m teasing the head of my cock, and it feels nice – almost feels like a tongue is on it.”

Your curiosity got the better of you as your eyes trail down to the head of his cock. You watched as the pad of his thumb rub against the slit of cock with each stroke. With each stroke, you didn’t need a magnifying glass to see the pleasure throughout the man’s body. “You should try it, see what I mean.” Tommy rolled his head back, and his eyes snapped closed as he moaned. Your thumb slipped over your already precum leaking cock and you understood the feeling Tommy mentioned.

It made the tip of your cock more sensitive as if someone glided their tongue against the head of your cock. Your body involuntarily jerked itself with each pass your thumb slid across your slit. You bit your lip as you groaned in pleasure, your eyes shut, and your head resting against the back of the couch. “Feels good, don’t it?” You could hear Tommy question.

“Hell yes,” You groaned, biting your lip.

“D’ya wanna suck my cock?” Tommy questioned.

Shock riddled your face as you stared at Tommy. “W-what?”

To say the situation had gone too far was an understatement, you had just been asked to suck another guys cock – by another guy. You’d never looked forward to a situation like this before, and you were tipsy, so any common sense started to falter away.

“C’mon. I won’t say nothin’, I just need to feel good, right now, and I know a nice warm mouth is just what I need.” Tommy was in euphoria as he was stroking his cock, he knew asking his neighbor for a feeling he’d been grasping onto from his wife was the definition of grasping at straws, but Tommy couldn’t help himself. The grip on your shoulder was intense as Tommy rested his forehead against yours. You weren’t against it, you were just surprised by it.

“Please help me out here, friend. I can even show you how.”

As you stared into Tommy’s eyes, you licked your lips as you’re eyes averted from his onto him holding the base of his cock – his hand barely wrapping around the girth and length of his cock. You stared right back into his eyes. “Ok,” You nodded.

Tommy removed his hand from your shoulder as you removed your hand from your cock. “Get your knees on the couch and face me.” You did as you were told, as you put your knees bent on the couch, as your body faced Tommy. “C’mere,” Tommy reached his hand around and placed your hand on the back of your head. You feel him lightly push your face down towards his member. Your lips parted as you felt the head of his cock press against your lips, opening your mouth wider, Tommy’s dick slips around your lips. The groans the Texan man let out were those of pure bliss.

The feeling of your warm mouth wrapped around his cock, caused Tommy’s toes to grip the leather in his boots. He missed this sensation, the sense of his body going into overdrive, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as he lolled his head, biting his lip to fight the groan that was close to escaping as well. When you felt the tip of Tommy’s cock hit the back of your throat, you felt like your air supply was limited. You begin to push yourself up, but the man’s grip on your head is firm, stopping you from lifting your head. “Don’t fuckin’ move,” Tommy growled. The tip of his cock was throbbing against the back of your thoat.

The man could feel your throat constrict around the length of his cock, a sharp breath escaped Tommy’s lips as he could feel your throat wrap around his dick. His hand found its way to your cheek, lightly slapping your cheek as a toothy grin from the man. “Fuck, look at that. You can take m’cock so well,” The man breathed as his grip in your hair raised your head. A harsh exhale left your mouth as you coughed, and you wiped the sides of your mouth as you gained the ability to breathe again. “Damn,” You chuckled. Tommy moved his hand from your hair and onto your chin, staring at you with an intense longing for more. “Y’allright?” The man asked. You nodded.

“Good,” Tommy started, his thumb trailing your bottom lip. “I’m just warnin’ you now, things might get a little intense, rules might be broken, I need to know if you’re ok with that.”

“Yeah, I am.” As much as there was a part of you that wanted to fix your pants, leave the house, and never return to this neighborhood again, you decided to live life on the edge. Tommy shook his head at you as if he were disagreeing with you… or himself. You push your head forward and back leisurely, as you could feel each vein on Tommy’s cock. The man adjusted his position as the pace on your mouth on his cock was going faster, as you swirled your tongue around the slit of his dick as he was moaning with pleasure, you took his size in your mouth, as you jerked your hand around his length.

“Fuckin’ hell, baby!” The man cried out. “You’re so fuckin” good at that.”

Tommy moved your hand as he couldn’t take it anymore, his pelvic bone had a mind of its own, thrusting his cock into your mouth, gags exiting your mouth as his length kept hitting the back of your throat. Tommy was in bliss as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He couldn’t get enough of your mouth. “My little fuckin’ cock sucker, can’t get enough of my cock, huh?”

“Nuh uh,” You moaned around his cock. “ The vibration of your throat caused Tommy to moan once more. Tommy’s free hand slid down from your head to the curve of your back to under your pants and underwear. You could feel his rough and calloused hands on your ass. You moan on Tommy’s cock as you feel his hand palm your ass. You began to find pleasure in his actions.

With one last grunt, Tommy held your head before he let go of your head. In a rebuttal, you picked your head up and drastically took air in your lungs. A grip on the back of your head, the man looked at you with intense need.

“So fuckin’ perfect,” He grumbled as he smashed his lips against yours, not caring about the saliva on your lips. A sigh escaped Tommy as if he were in relief with the choice he made. Your hand reached for the back of his head, and your hand rested there, enjoying the moment. Tommy was hungry as with each kiss, the man had his other hand gripping your waist, almost planting you to stay in your position.

Without realizing it, you slipped your shoes off and managed to maneuver your jeans and underwear off as you threw them off the couch and onto the floor. The growl that left Tommy had his body starting to gravitate towards you. You felt your body move backwards as the man was moving towards you, a gasp left your mouth, causing Tommy’s tongue to slip in. Your back resting against the couch, Tommy’s hand from your waist moved towards the bend of your knee, hitching your leg to wrap around his waist. Tommy’s pelvic bone was grinding up against yours, the man moaned into your mouth as he could feel his cock tease your hole.

Tommy was desperate, almost yearning for you, more than he should. The friction of your body and his cock almost sent him into that feeling of overdrive – a sensation he hadn’t felt in four years. This decision he knew would wreck him when he was in a more concentrated state, but right now, he was ready to risk it all for you. Breaking the kiss, the man let his boots, jeans, and underwear fall on the floor, looking at you, placing one of his hands on the sliver of couch your head didn’t occupy, his other hand gripping the couch. Tommy dipped his head closer to you once again, but this time resting his forehead against yours.

The both of you were heavy breathing, bottomless, and overly horny. This felt like bliss to you and Tommy. The man above you snapped his eyes shut and took the moment all in. Seeing a neighbor and close friend under him, this moment felt too surreal. “You have no idea how much I needed this,” Tommy’s southern drawl caused your stomach to do flips. “Me too.” Your hands on his head slid down to his cheeks, angling his head towards your mouth. Tommy’s lips matched yours like a puzzle – a piece he thought he lost, but found later on.

“Fuck, baby,” Tommy let the pet name slip. “This feels so wrong,” He grumbled through each smooth you both gave each other. “But, why does it feel right?”

He was more or less for him, not expecting a response from you. His lips moved from your mouth and onto your jaw as he bit the flesh of your neck. You groaned in pleasure as this sensation felt new to you. Your hand found its way to rest atop the one Tommy was using to grip the couch. In one motion, his hand flipped yours and held your hand above your head. “Fuck, Tommy.” You moaned. “These pretty bruises on you.” His other hand trailed on your neck. “Need everyone to see who you belong to.” Tommy can’t recall if he’s ever said that to Maria, but to you, it felt natural. You didn’t comment on his statement as he smiled and softly kissed your lips once more before staring into your eyes. “D’you know how hard my cock is throbbin’?” Tommy’s voice came out as a guttural whisper – You look between your body and the man above you, to say Tommy’s cock was angry, would be to nice. His cock looked furious. The veins around his cock, looked if it were holding a scream it, the tip of his cock was red, and you could see a line of precum from your stomach to Tommy’s cock. “It’s yearnin’ for a hole to fuck.”

Backing away from you, letting his bare knees hit the floor, Tommy lifted your leg and rested it on your shoulder. Tommy slides his head down deeper between your thighs. Kitten licks against your aching hole; you arch your back as this feeling was new to you completely, and you weren’t sure you didn’t want it to end. Your body began to reel as your toes curled, and you saw Tommy staring at you. “Fuck, babe.” A smile escaped the man as his voice went down an octave. “I could eat you whole.” If Tommy were to explain what was going on in his head as he was eating you out, he would describe it as if he were trying to get the last bit of ice cream out of the bowl.

The small groans of pleasure as Tommy went down on you caused your body to jerk ever so slightly. “Fuck,” You cry out as you slipped you hand on his head. The man grunted as a response. Your fingers dug into his hair, ruining the man’s bun, but you didn’t care. Tommy’s tongue was working overtime against your hole, and you didn’t want him to stop. You feel your thigh being pushed up as Tommy’s mouth was hungry for you, each lick and suck brought you closer to edge, your cock feeling like a rocket going to expalin. “Fuck, Tommy. I’m close.” Your teeth grit as you arch your back once more. The grip on your thighs gets tighter as Tommy hums in answer, his tongue working faster. He couldn’t think about the outside world any longer, Tommy only had one thought in mind – making you cum.

As each second passes, your orgasm rips through you like a tidal wave. Ropes of cum connecting with your shirt and your cheek. The grip on Tommy’s head turns tighter as your body becomes a languid state. Pleasure zinged through you with each breath that escaped through you, and you felt like the moment was gone. That was until you saw a smirk on Tommy’s face as he placed a hand above your head. “Never felt somethin’ like that, huh?” Tommy questioned as wiped the cum off your cheek and sucked the white substance off his fingers. “Mhmm, you taste even better than I can ever imagine.”

“Shut up,” You chuckled. Tommy chuckled as if you had said the funniest joke in the world. The man pushed himself off the couch – his cock still hard and throbbing, Tommy begain to walk away, your eyebrows furrowed towards him. You’re eyes stared at him as he walked away in the hallway, you bit your lip as you were ready for more. Your head rested on the cushion below, as a shaky breath and collected your thoughts. Not thirty seconds longer, Tommy came back with a condom, wrapped around his angry length – how was his cock still hard? With his shirt and flannel off, he showed off his built body.

Your gaze at his cock – throbbing and threathing to stretch you out. “Look what you did,” the Texan spoke, causing your skin to grow cold. “Y’think you can handle all that, sweetheart?” You nodded in response to his answer. “Use your words, baby.”

“I can handle it.” Tommy took that as an opportunity to hover over you, hands back in familiar places, as his lips find yours once again. A smile came from him as he tasted you again. “I can’t lie, baby. I love these lips of yours.”

“That so, neighbor?” You ask against his lips. “Mhm,” The man groaned against your mouth, his nose brushing against yours. You gasped against his lips as his hips drove into you, sending shivers down your spine. You shuddered physically as Tommy's cock went on grinding against your sensitive tip, giving you the sensation that your cock was about to erupt. “I can’t wait to stretch my friend out,” The man growled against you, breaking the kiss to stare into your eyes. “You ready for my cock, baby?”

“Yep,” You nodded.

Tommy’s length slowly stretched you out as you gasped at the hard, insistent press of him. “This feels okay, baby?”

“Yeah,” you pant. “I’ve just never been fucked before.”

The man nodded his head, a hint of a smirk had made its way across his face, he shook it off before you could spot it. In the back of Tommy’s mind, he was smiling as he was the first guy to fuck you, and in some twisted way, he wanted it only to be him. The man above slowly ruts his hips towards you, and your body takes a minute to get used to the length and thickness of him. Tommy shifted his position as he pushed himself up and straightened his back out, with your ankles wrapped around his hands. His eyes drift down to where you both are joined and growl a low curse. “Fuck, baby. You wrap around me so well, it’s like I was made for you.”

As Tommy's cock continued to strike your G-spot, you felt his tempo quicken; you bit into your balled fist and groaned with delight. You met Tommy at the base of his cock as a result of his powerful cock pump. Your walls gradually grew to accommodate Tommy's massive cock as it pumped inside you once more. As Tommy's cock continued to pump into you, his length was stretching you out and making each push more enjoyable than the last. This sensation, you didn't know if you wanted more of it or this to be the end of it. But, you knew one thing: Tommy would make your first and last time with another man enjoyable and memorable.

Tommy bared his teeth and began fucking you without any reason. Pinning both of your hands over your head while they are interlocked. The tiny alteration causes his cock to rub more deeply inside of you. You tighten the grip of your hands on Tommy’s as your already hardened cock started to feel like it was going to burst. “Fuck!” You cry out. “I’m gonna cum again!” You cry out as another orgasm rips through you. Tommy’s mouth claims yours. “That sweet music your mouth makes belongs to me, and me only – no one else.” It was a statement that etched its way into your mind, and you weren’t sure that it was going to leave it. The way your body twitched from the aftershocks of your second orgasm, Tommy’s cock was striking you more and more. “Let my hands go.” The command Tommy growled made it easy for you to let him go, he slid his cock out of you and rested in a seated position. The TV screen showed the evidence of sweat on his chest, as cum from your second orgasm on his tummy. “C’mere,” Tommy waved his hand toward himself, then undoing his hair, letting the once-tied-up hair rest on his shoulder. You found a way to sit, you threw your shirt over your head, and straddled Tommy’s lap.

Your lips mangle their way onto Tommy’s as his arms wrap around your lower back, and the mixture of sex and sweat is on both of your stomachs. The way Tommy held you felt as if you were in the honeymoon stage. Your hand made its way to his stubbled cheek, the curls interlocking with the digits of your fingers. “Fuck, I can’t get enough of you.” You moan against his mouth. “Me neither,” His southern drawl escaping his mouth.

His arms moved from around your back, and onto your waist as you felt a slight push from his cock sliding inside you once more. A guttural cry left your lips, and you moved Tommy’s head against your chest, holding both of you closer together. Backing his head up, Tommy stared at you with his hand on your cheek. “Hey, hey, you got this, baby. Deep breaths,” His voice was low as you nodded in response. Tommy's lips let out a howl as you gripped the base of his cock, Tommy found a pace he knew, you could handle. His lips trap yours in a fiery and passionate kiss, “Fuck, baby. I’m close. You?” One final time you feel your cock grow hard against the friction of you and Tommy. “I’m getting there.” You grit your teeth. His hands hook under your arms, and the man adjusted his position and his cock kept pressing against your spot, the man could feel his cock being put into overdrive.

"Fuck, here it comes." Tommy pointed out, clenching his jaw.

With one final thrust, you feel Tommy's cock twitch inside you as the condom that is wrapped around him felt heavier, and your sperm dribbles out of your cock. The man fixed his arms to embrace you tightly, trembling slightly against you. You begin to slowly slip off his cock; Tommy's condom was filled with come and drooped to the side. You let out a breath of relief and lay down beside Tommy, resting your head on his shoulder. You were both wearing out, and your adrenaline was starting to wear off, so you were both breathing heavily. That feeling of bliss was still there, but was something else there; relief. The relief you both needed, to stop thinking of the grievances in your life – this was something both of you needed

Tommy slipped the condom off, careful not drop the cum from the condom. “I’m gonna start the shower, you want first round?”

You nod your head in response to his question. “Yeah, that’s fine.” Tommy grabs your hand and picks you up from the couch. As you make your way to the bathroom, the walk feels treacherous to you compared to Tommy. The man deposits you and him into the stream of hot water, as the man waited for you outside the door, discarding the used condom, he couldn’t stop thinking about how you sounded, and how you folded in his hand like putty. Tommy mumbled a ‘fuck it’ and made his way to his bedroom to grab another one and made his way to you. You were shocked to see Tommy stand behind you, a condom in his hand as he stared at you. “I don’t think things will ever be the same way again,” Tommy admitted before he stood closer to you, wrapping his arms around you, engulfing your mouth with his. He half expected you to push him away, but you didn’t. You kissed Tommy back, and the man smirked as he knew it was a lust-filled night ahead of him. “Fuck, I gotta taste you again.” Tommy broke the kiss as he bent on his knees, lifted your leg, and began to eat you out.