I met Jake at the bar like always, two beers in and already talking shit about work. We were both single, both horny as hell, and the night dragged on until we crashed at his place. The second the door shut he was on me, shoving me against the wall with his tongue down my throat. I didn't fight it. My cock was already hard in my jeans and I grabbed his ass, grinding against him like I needed it yesterday.
"Get on your knees," he growled, pushing me down. I hit the floor and yanked his zipper open. His cock sprang out thick and veiny, already leaking. I wrapped my lips around the head and sucked hard, tasting salt and skin. Jake groaned and shoved deeper, fucking my mouth in short thrusts. "That's it, take that cock. You look like a fucking slut for it already."
I moaned around him, drool running down my chin as I bobbed faster. My own dick throbbed untouched. I reached down to stroke myself but Jake kicked my hand away. "No touching. You're here for my cock tonight." He pulled out and slapped my face with it, smearing precum across my cheek before ramming back in. I gagged but kept sucking, hungry for more.
We moved to the couch. Jake stripped me naked and bent me over the armrest. He spat on my hole and shoved two fingers in without warning, twisting and stretching me open. "Tight little ass. Bet you've been thinking about this." I pushed back on his fingers, panting. "Fuck me, man. Just do it."
He lined up and drove in balls-deep in one thrust.
Pain and heat exploded through me but I pushed back harder, taking every inch. Jake started pounding, skin slapping loud and filthy. "Yeah, take it like a slut. My personal cock whore now." Each slam hit my prostate and my cock leaked onto the cushion. I reached back to spread my cheeks wider for him.
He flipped me onto my back, legs over his shoulders, and fucked me even deeper. Sweat dripped off him onto my chest. I begged without shame. "Harder. Use that hole. Make me your slut." Jake grinned and hammered faster, balls slapping my ass. My orgasm built fast and I came untouched, shooting ropes across my stomach while he kept driving in.
Jake pulled out and straddled my chest, jerking off over my open mouth. "Swallow it all." Thick cum flooded my tongue and I gulped it down, licking the last drops from his tip. We didn't stop there. He fucked me again on the floor, then in the shower, bending me under the spray and filling me twice more before morning.
By the time the sun came up I was sore, marked with hickeys and dried cum, and already craving round two. Jake slapped my ass as I left. "Same time next week, slut. Don't be late." I nodded, knowing I'd be back on my knees for his cock whenever he wanted.
