Knowing I'm
Gonna Get Fucked

by: Peter
(© 2012 by the Author)
 

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Chapter 23 

A few days after we got back from our mini-vacation--I was calling it our honeymoon in my head--I came home from work looking for Jack.  I was incredibly horny but he wasn’t around and Marco had the day off.  I was almost tempted to jerk off thinking of our incredible vacation and all we’d done and talked about.  I prowled the house restlessly and palmed my cock through my swimsuit.

We’d taken another pair of newlyweds out for the day.  I knew the young wife was a hot ticket from the start.  We’d barely left the marina when she’d pulled off her bikini top and pranced around the boat, showing off her tits.  The older husband had just smiled stoically.  She openly flirted with me and Captain through the whole expedition, teasing her good-looking husband who looked to be at least ten years her senior.

Most of the time I wasn’t aware of Captain brokering his little deals for me, but I preferred it that way.  I was a little surprised when the wife goaded her husband into taking off his swim suit as she had done, for them to go swimming while we circled the spot. I saw how playful she was, floating on her back to  show off her tits, and diving under to play grab ass, and I swear she took his cock in her mouth several times. I couldn't actually see it but I saw the startled look on his face.  When they were ready to come aboard I helped pull her up and she purposely  pressed and rubbed her naked body against me. I reared back away from her as her husband came aboard.    I had towels ready for them but she took the towels and tossed them on the deck chair and started being playful again with her husband.  He didn't fight her off but he didn't seem to welcome her bold advances either, he seemed a bit embarrassed but it all and, I thought, by his very impressive cock starting to get hard.

Suddenly, wifey squatted down and took his cock in her mouth!

"Ohh, Elaine!  My Godd!  Not here!" he cried out, tossing his head back in pleasure. But a moment later he was thrusting his cock into her mouth.

I stood there in a state of shock.  My cock was past the stirring stage inside my tiny swim suit, it was threatening to burst out.  I was doubly surprised when Captain motioned for me to join in, and I wondered immediately if it had all been prearranged.  When I didn't, he said, "Why don't you join in, Kenny, give the lady a hand."  He said it loud enough for the couple to hear and the wife moaned her approval with her pretty lips wrapped around the guy’s dick.  Captain gave me a thumbs up to show it was all set up so I came over and joined her on my knees.

She pulled off and held the guy’s cock at the base to point it at me.  I moved in and took it to the hilt, making him grunt.  The wife 'oohed' and 'aaahed' over my ability to take all of his eight inches.  We swapped back and forth a few times while I coached her on how to relax her throat and take him all the way down while I rubbed and licked at his balls. I even showed her how to take a face fucking.

The husband was so turned on but fought cumming for as long as he could.  In the end he shot all over both our faces.  With a tiny squeal, she began licking it off my face.  Hubby relaxed on the lounge chair, his chest heaving, his legs shaking.

"That was wonderful, Honey, but we left something out," she cooed as she knelt beside him.

"I'm afraid you two took it all out of me," he said, caressing her hair.  "But I'm sure he could do the job," he added, nodding to me.

"Oh, Darling, you wouldn't mind?"

"I think I would enjoy watching," he said.

I didn't bother to wonder if this part was arranged, but a few minutes later I was sure it was.  Wifey turned to me, eyeing my throbbing cock that was standing almost straight up. 

"Do you like women, too?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied nervously.

"Would you like to fuck me while my husband watches?"

"Does this look like I wouldn't?" I said, stroking my cock.

She stood up and literally climbed my frame.  She brought her left leg up around my hip and when I had hold of it she brought her other leg up so I was holding her firm butt in my hands.  My cock was throbbing and quivering anxiously.  It found its way to her pussy and she rode down on me.  Then she rode me.  I couldn't quite fathom how a new husband could lie there and watch his wife being fucked by another guy but he was obviously enjoying it.  His cock was even hard again.

I gave him a show.  I walked around the deck, bobbing her up and down on my cock.  I sat her on the railing and fucked her.  I leaned her backwards over the railing and fucked her while she gripped the edge of the railing.  I carried her over to him like that so she was leaned over backwards to kiss him.  He stood up from the lounge chair and I thought he wanted to take over, but that was when I knew that this had been arranged too.  He wanted to join in but he didn't want to take over fucking his wife.  He would leave that to me, while he fucked me.

As they got off the boat he slipped and extra hundred into my hand, on top of what he’d already given Captain for our tips.  “Thanks, kid, that’s the best wedding present I could get.”  We exchanged smiles as he helped his pretty wife off the boat.

Now I was horny as hell and looking for Jack.  I heard the sound of a motor from out front and went to investigate.  It was Juan’s truck but instead of the usual gardening tools in the back there was Marco.  Jack was in the front with Juan.  I opened the door and met them beside the little pickup. I never saw much of Juan so we really had not gotten that well acquainted.

“Hey, Kenny,” Jack greeted me.  He was smiling as he put his hand on my shoulder and gave me a quick kiss.  Not that Juan and Marco hadn’t seen the two of us kissing--they’d even caught us fucking, hell Marco joined in often enough, but it wasn’t like Jack to be so demonstrative in front of other people.  I figured he must be really happy about something.

“What’s goin’ on?” I asked.

“Remember how you said I’d been letting myself go?”

“Yeah, but I didn’t mean…..,”  Jack cut me off with a laugh and pulled me over to the truck.

“No, no, you were right.  Did you know they have a big triathlon over on St Croix every year in December?  I’m gonna do it.  But I have to start training now.”  He pulled a dumbbell from the bed of the pickup and gestured toward the other equipment.  “I found this guy on the other side of the island who was looking to get rid of all this stuff so I bought it, figuring I could set up a workout area.  Marco and Juan came to help me pick it all up while you were at work.”

I smiled at his enthusiasm and said, “That’s great.  Where are we going to set it up?” I asked as I went to the back and lowered the tailgate.

“I thought beside the shed, in that corner under the tree.  We’ll put up a tarp up until I can build a roof over the area.  You think that’ll work?”

“Hell yeah, let’s get started.”  I pushed my teenage libido aside for the moment, happy to make Jack happy.  The four of us started unloading the stuff from the back of the truck.

It took us about two hours but we got everything reassembled and set in place.  There were free weights, a bench we had to repair, and barbells.  There was also a set of metal pipes that made a pull-up bar and came with a set of leather ankle cuffs with hooks to hang upside down from the bar.  After the other guys left me and Jack tried out some of the equipment.

“I really didn’t mean anything by that remark, Jack, about you being out of shape.”  He set the weighted bar back into the supports and looked up at me from where he was laying on the bench.

“I know but I get nervous sometimes, you know? I’m older than you and sometimes….well, sometimes I worry I can’t satisfy you or… I don’t know.  I brought you down here so I feel responsible if you’re not happy." 

I hated to see my big, confident guy sounding so uncertain.  I stepped around the bench and straddled his body.

“Jesus, Jack, you have to know I think you’re so fucking sexy.  I’ll never be unsatisfied with our sex life.  Fuck, I’m always hard for you.”  I leaned forward with my hands on his chest and let him feel how hard I was as I pushed my erect cock against his stomach. “More than that, though.”  I looked him dead in the eyes so he could see how serious I was.  “It’s not the incredible sex, Jack.  It’s the way you make me feel.”

“You’re just a kid still, you don’t know what you feel,” he tried to protest.

I closed my eyes and ground my teeth together, madder than I’d ever been.  His words had me seeing red.  I climbed off him and stopped myself from saying the first thing that came to mind.  “Come on,” I said sharply and walked to the house.  No way were we finishing this conversation behind the shed.  I walked in and straight up to the bedroom.

“Take off your clothes and get on the bed,” I told him.  The fact that he’d followed me drained away some of my anger and now it was a feeling of power. The feeling was more acute because he was a former sheriff and he was doing everything I told him.  I watched him undress nervously and pull down the blanket and sheet on the bed before I stripped.  Jack lay on his back and watched me.  His dick was hard and tapping against his belly.  I took the lube and made a show of greasing my cock.

“Kenny,” he started to say something but I stopped him by barking out, “No.”

I got on my knees on the bed between his legs.  I let him see the determination on my face and waited.  He sighed hard before spreading his legs and pulling them back, exposing his tight little hole to me.  I shuffled forward and smeared the lube on my fingers over his asshole.  I leaned over him and caught my weight on my left hand beside his head while my right guided my cock into position.

Jack closed his eyes and I said, “No, eyes open.  Look at me, Jack.”  His blue eyes locked onto mine.

I forced my cock past the resistant muscles.  I hadn’t done a thing to prepare him but I knew he could take it and I wanted it to hurt a little.  His hole squeezed around my cockshaft like a tourniquet.  Slowly I fed every inch of my shaft into his hot, hot ass until he squeezed around the base.  I put my right hand on the bed beside his head and stared down at him.  I grinded into him until there was no part of my cock left outside his body.  Jack grunted, breathed hard and deep, but his eyes never left mine.

“Does that feel like a kid’s cock to you?” I asked him.  His channel flexed and twisted around my embedded length.

“No,” he admitted. 

I couldn’t read the look in his eyes.  I don’t think he even knew what he was feeling.

“We’ve had this talk before, Jack.  Who’s fucking you?”  My cock felt huge inside him.

“You are, Kenny…,” he said but I shook my head.  I could see in his eyes that he knew what I wanted him to say but he was fighting it.

“Who?” I asked again.  I snapped my hips viciously hard and his body tightened all over.  "Tell me who, Jack."

“A man.  Christ, I’m being fucked by a man.”  He said the words and his body relaxed, even his hole stopped trying to fight me.

“That's right, I’m nineteen years old, I'm a man, Jack, and so are you.  So neither one of us is going to pussy out of what I have to say.”  My dick was on fire but I held my position.  I saw the hesitation on his face.  He didn’t want to hear it but I knew it was something we both needed.

“I fucking love you, Jack Walker.  I know up until now all of your relationships have been shitty.  I get it that you can’t trust what we’ve got.  I don’t even want to hear you say you love me back, not right now,” I told him.  “But I can say it, and right now, I’m going to make love to you.”  And I did just that.

I wedged a pillow under his ass and dropped to my elbows.  I held onto his shoulders and finally gave into the need to move.  I smothered his mouth with mine as I took the first hard plunge.  Jack responded fiercely, pushing his tongue against mine and wrapping his beefy, hairy legs around my waist.

We’d fucked like that a hundred times, slow and gentle, but this time it felt new and different.  I moved my cock through him in slow and steady thrusts, not so gentle but not forceful either.  We kissed ravenously while Jack’s hands moved over my back and through my hair but my tempo never increased.

We broke apart and I stared into his eyes while I fucked him.  Jack worked his ass on my cock, squeezing as I withdrew and relaxing when I slid home.  It was like I was pushing my love into him through the connection in our eyes as much as with my cock.  I couldn’t get enough of him and when I felt compelled I lowered my face and licked at his lips and into his mouth.  I rested my forehead against his and closed my eyes.

The cool sea breeze wafted over our bodies and Jack held my ass or my back while I moved.  I alternately kissed him and stared into his eyes.  His ass didn’t get looser but it did open up for me.  I pumped into the slick heat of his body and reveled in the feeling.  At some fundamental level he belonged to me.  I wasn't the boy anymore and he was mine.

I fucked him until the need to cum was undeniable and gradually the speed and length of my thrusts increased.  I buried my face in his neck and sucked in the smell of him.  The cum built up in my balls and they drew up tight against my shaft.

“I love you so fuckin' much,” I said against his throat, in the second before I filled his ass with my cum.  Jack grunted and his cock shot off between our bodies so we came together, at the same time, almost spurt matching spurt.

After, I held Jack. Unlike our usual positions he laid with his head on my chest and my arms around him. 

"Holy Fuck!  Who just fucked me, and what'd you do with Kenny?" he said.

"Nobody fucked you, Walker," I growled. "That was making love."

We had a good chuckle then neither of us said anymore and we fell asleep like that.

To be continued... 

Posted: 05/25/12