So it’s a slow Saturday afternoon, and I’m sitting back on my sofa, watching an episode of DC’s Legends of Tomorrow that I’ve seen already. I’m wearing nothing but a loose tank top - I used it in the gym but it’s so worn that I keep it for home use these days. I’m idly twiddling my nipples with both hands, because Gymboy’s head is between my legs. He’s nude, and I can see the top of his head, and the shapes of his muscles across his broad back.
I have one leg on the floor, and the other is hooked over his shoulder, my foot resting against his back. He’s sucking slowly on my cock - he’s been servicing me for a while.
“It’s like you’re my furniture,” I say, “Like the best foot stool, ever.”
Gymboy looks up, meets my eyes, and somehow manages to look thoughtful as he slurps hard on my dick. He takes it out of his mouth, but keeps a hand on it, holding me in an erect angle.
“Can also,” he says, and gets back to work.
I keep teasing my nipples, and let Gymboy do his job for a while. The episode ends and I shut off the tv and computer. Then I tell him to swap places with me. He sits up on the couch, and I bend over in front of him, spreading my cheeks so he can rim my ass.
He does a good job, and after a few minutes I am even harder than before.
I step away, strip off my tank top and prep, getting a condom out of my small basket of supplies. A quick rip and roll and I’m all set, dick pointing up and away from me, sheathed and ready. I take the bottle of lube and turn back to the couch: Gymboy has both legs up, holding on to them by his ankles, on display. I fondle his balls with one hand but leave his dick alone - he’s so hard that his foreskin has slipped back quite a bit. There’s a bead of clear precum at his slit, and as I play with his globes, it drips down the side of his cockhead.
I let go, and pump a few squirts of lube into my hand, slick up my dick, and then pump a few more squirts for Gymboy’s asshole. I use my fingers to loosen him up, pumping more lube as I go, till he gasping a little as I fingerfuck his smooth rosebud.
I put down the bottle of lub and grasp his dick with my slick hand, give him a few strokes, and then wipe off the remainder of the lube on the inside of his thigh. He licks his lips as I put my hands on the underside of his legs, and position my erection at his opening.
I’m tempted to push in hard, but he’s been a good boy, and has earned this fuck. I go in slow, instead, with only a little resistance. Gymboy breathes heavily as I force my way in. Guess I did a good job loosening him up.
I adjust my position, keep my eyes on Gymboy’s face, and start moving. I can see immediately that he likes it, and I change the angle of my thrusts slightly till he opens his mouth, a silent “O”, and I know I’ve hit his spot. My steady rhythm is working its magic, and I see his eyes widen before he tilts his head back, giving in to the feeling (I assume).
His breathing is loud, and more laboured as I fuck him, and soon I hear low moans, almost purring, in time to my thrusts. I can see his hips moving, too, little movements, but in this position he can’t move much. I take advantage, lean forward, managing to keep thrusting with my hips, and place my hands on his pecs. I have my thumbs on his nipples, and he lifts up his head to look at me. I brush his nipples and he gasps.
“Can I cum? Cum while you’re fucking me?” he says. I shake my head, no.
“Furniture doesn’t get to cum,” I say.
He looks up, strangling a gasp, bites his lip (I’m still hitting his spot), and nods once, okay. He’s a good boy, like I said.
I bend forward to kiss him, and speed up, taking care, trying to keep up the sensation for him. I think I’ve succeeded, because as our tongues tangle, he moans into my mouth, softly at first, and then louder.
When I straighten up, he licks his lips again.
“I … I try to control,” he says, but I can tell from his dilated pupils and the shine in his eyes that it’s difficult. I slow down again, more shallow strokes, and I think I’m still getting him off, since he’s got a determined look, and is shuddering with the effort of not cumming.
I pull out a little, and he makes a strangled noise, disappointed. I don’t withdraw all the way, though, and when he looks up at me, I grin, and push back in, hard, as deep as I can.
He grunts, and continues to grunt as I fuck him hard, long strokes, out and then all the way in, and I’m grunting too. When I’ve had enough of banging him, I slow right back down, and try to find the angle where I’m working his spot - found it, because Gymboy moans, mmm, and then puts his head down, relaxing into the feeling.
I keep on like that for a while, slow and steady, then hard and fast, Gymboy rewarding me with either low groans or grunting, till both of us are dripping with sweat. It’s a warm day, even though the sky is overcast, and I didn’t turn on the airconditioning before we started. To tell you the truth, it’s a turn-on, seeing Gymboy glistening wet, his defined abs clenching from time to time as I fuck him, my own sweat dripping down my body, my dick slipping into and out of his hole.
“I’m gonna cum soon,” I say, and bend over him, bracing myself on either side of his body, my arms straight, my elbows locked, and I move my feet back so that I am in a plank position. Gymboy lets go of his legs, and wraps them around me, and then puts his hands on my chest, fingering my nipples. As I slam down into him with my hips, hard but not fast, he grabs my pecs: he knows how much of a turn on it is for me to have my chest played with, and he tortures my nipples, pinching and pulling them as I pump into him faster and faster till I unload into his ass.
I collapse down on him, and we kiss, again, and I can feel his erection hard against my body. I straighten up, and pull out: my condom is pretty full, and I can tell I’ve managed quite a big load. I’m still hard, though, to my surprise. Maybe I have another load in me.
Gymboy puts his legs down and moves to sit up, and I gesture for him to stay down.
“Furniture, remember?” I say, and he stays still, his legs spread. I step to my supplies and get another condom, rip it open and roll it on Gymboy’s cock, then pick up the bottle of lube from where I put it down, and lube up, first his dick, and then my ass. I turn around, reach behind me to pull up Gymboy’s dick, and position it so that I can sit down on it.
It goes in, and I enjoy the dull ache of being stretched out by Gymboy’s fat cock. I turn back, and he has a smile on his face, but he doesn’t move. I bounce on him, slowly at first, my cock still encased, my previous load trapped around my dick head. I climb on the sofa so that I’m squatting over him, and speed up a bit till my rod is bouncing, too, riding Gymboy like he’s my new toy, listening to him grunting softly as I pleasure myself. The intensity isn’t right, though, so I get off him.
“Fuck me till you shoot,” I say, “Fast one.”
I get on the sofa, kneeling with my legs together, my cock and balls trapped in front of my thighs, and bend over bracing against the backrest. I turn back, and watch Gymboy push his way into me again, and look forward again as he puts his hands on my waist before thrusting into me, ramming me hard.
“Yeah, harder,” I say, and he obeys. I told you he was a good boy.
He pumps me hard, till my breath is ragged, and then he starts grunting. I can smell the sweat coming off the two of us. I’m going to have to wipe down the sofa after this.
I’m a little uncomfortable, and I manage to spread my legs a bit while he continues to pump me. That feels better, and I put one hand around my shaft, and jack myself with the condom. The cum trapped around my dickhead feels good, and I can feel my tide rising, for the second time. He better not cum before I do.
“Can I cum?” Gymboy says, and I’m so close that I tell him yes.
We almost cum together, my load spurting out of me just as he bangs into me hard, interrupting his rapidfire fucking and turning into a handful of long, deep strokes. When he stops moving, breathing hard, my condom has been filled a second time.
He pulls out and I get off the couch. I kneel on the floor in front of him, looking up at his beautiful body, abs and large pecs, defined v-lines, shining with sweat, watching him catch his breath. I pull off his condom, and suck on his cock, which makes him gasp, and then when he’s clean, I sit back up on the sofa and spread my legs. I’m still holding his condom, and then I pull off my own, and upend both of them, squeezing out three loads of fresh jizz on my cock and balls. Gymboy doesn’t need to be instructed, and he’s on his knees again in front of me. I lift my leg and put it over his shoulder, and we’re back where we began.
Best footstool ever, slurping up the mess we’ve made, cleaning all that cum.
When he’s done, I let him go to the shower first, while I dispose of the condoms and put the lube away. Grab a cloth from the kitchen and wipe down the sofa, too, and then I join him to clean up.
We get dressed, and go out to dinner.
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