He ran down my street every morning and made eye contact with me every single time. My dick would get hard the moment I saw him turn down my street. He always had on a pair of short running shorts or athletic tights that rode up in his perfect ass just right and showed off his bulge in the front. I hadn’t been that turned on by another man since before I married Vikki and became the father of twin boys. I’d looked at other men many times, but I hadn’t been tempted to restart my DL activities until the sexy morning runner began running down my street. One Saturday morning, I got an opportunity and had a decision to make.
“Are the boys up yet?” I asked Vikki over the phone.
“No, they’re still sleeping,” she replied on the other end. “You know they sleep in on Saturdays and Sundays since they don’t have to get up for preschool. My mama has them spoiled, too.”
“She always does. So, have your parents been talking shit about me?”
She giggled and answered, “I’m not saying anything.”
“That means they have been. Well, they’re gonna have to continue to deal with it because we’re together for life and there ain’t a damn thing they can do about it.”
“Nah, they act like I’m not good enough for you. We’ve been together for all this time and got two kids and they still act like that. It’s a damn shame I can’t be a part of your sister’s wedding because your family thinks I’m too divisive, whatever the fuck that’s supposed to mean. How am I the divisive one when they’re the ones who won’t accept me being your husband?”
“Just let it go, baby. The boys and I will be home tomorrow night, so you won’t have to be alone for too much longer.”
“Tomorrow night need to hurry up and get here because I miss y’all. I love you.”
“I love you, too. I’ll call you back tonight and tell you how the wedding went.”
“Alright. Tell the boys I love them.”
“Okay, baby. Try to do something today instead of sitting around the house watching TV or getting caught up on your work. Go play basketball with your friends or look at women at the mall.”
I laughed and told her, “The only woman I wanna look at is my sexy wife.”
“Mmm hmm, as long as I’m the only woman getting that daddy dick then I don’t care if you look at other women. Hell, I look at other women myself.”
“Is that right? Shit, tell me more about that.”
“I will tell you all about my college days when I get home, baby. I gotta go downstairs and help my mama make breakfast. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Alright. I love you, baby.”
I ended the call just in time to go outside and wait for the sexy runner to run by my house. On workdays, I’d go out and check the mailbox or take out the trash just so I could see him. He always ran down my street within the same time frame each morning. Pretending to be on my phone, I stood out by the mailbox and waited on him. The moment I looked up the street and saw him coming, my dick began to grow hard in my pajama pants.
When he got to the sidewalk in front of my house, he stopped and bent over to tie his shoe. I honestly didn’t know if he was doing it on purpose or if his shoe legitimately became untied. The way his shorts rode up in his ass had my dick getting even harder. I knew if he looked at me he’d see how hard my dick was but I didn’t give a fuck. He had me hooked that morning and I was just about down for anything while my wife and our boys were away.
“Good morning,” he said to me as he stood back up. His eyes then became fixated on my dick. He smiled and joked, “Oh yeah, it’s definitely morning.”
I said into my phone to no one, “Let me call you back.” I then put my phone in my pocket and asked the runner, “What’s your name?”
I extended my hand to him and as he shook it, I told him, “My name is Deon Staley. So Morgan, what makes you run down this street every morning?”
“I live two streets over at the Pinewood apartment complex. I run through the whole neighborhood on some mornings.” He stepped closer to me and stared into my eyes as he admitted, “However, I’ve only been running down this street and then back to my apartment the past few mornings.”
“Because I see the way you look at me and I know why.”
I flashed a cocky smile and asked, “What do you think you know?”
“I know for a fact that you want to fuck me. I see your wife’s purple BMW isn’t parked out here. So, what’s up?”
I continued smiling as I motioned for him to follow me into my house. The moment we got inside and I’d closed the door, I backed him up against the wall and began feeling on his sexy body. His dick became stiff within seconds and brushed against my dick. It had been so long since I last did anything sexual with another man, so I was savoring every single moment. While kissing, sucking and lightly biting on his neck, I squeezed on his ass. He slid his hand into my pajama pants and played with my dick and the sticky precum it was releasing.
“Are you clean?” I asked him in between kisses on his lips.
“Yes,” he replied. “I’ve been using my shower douche tool every morning hoping you’d make a move.”
“No, I mean diseases. Are you disease free?”
“I’m negative of all STIs, including HIV, as of three weeks ago and I’m on PrEP. I can run back to my apartment and get my paperwork if you want. I’m only two streets over, remember?”
“You sure it won’t be an inconvenience? You’ll be able to come right back?”
He grabbed my dick and told me, “I wouldn’t make this wait too long. I’ll be right back, sexy.”
As he ran out of my house, I hurried into the bathroom I shared with my wife. I believed him when he told me he was HIV-negative and was on PrEP, but I needed to wash my dick off. He’d cleaned his ass out for me every morning waiting on me to fuck him so the least I could do was wash the overnight musk off my dick and balls. When he returned to my house a short time later with papers in hand, I went to the door completely naked. I read the test results and then handed them back to him before leading him to my den.
“We don’t have a guest room,” I told him. “And I’m not comfortable using the bed I share with my wife so…”
“No need to explain,” he said as he pulled off his A-shirt and dropped it to the floor. “I understand. Have you done this before?”
“I’ve fucked a guy before but not since I’ve been married. It’s been about six or seven years since I fucked a dude in college.”
“Mmm, I love married dick.” He took off his shoes and socks before pulling his shorts down. He then got on his knees and immediately started sucking my dick.
I grabbed the back of his head and moaned, “Ah fuck.”
Although it had been a while since I’d been with another man, I never forgot how good we men sucked dick. I’d sucked dick before and I know I gave head way better than any woman just like my dick had never been sucked as good by a woman than as by a man. Morgan knew how to work his lips around my thick dick better than my wife, who rarely gave me head anyway. And he looked so sexy sucking me. Every time I looked down to see my dick going deep into his mouth, I got hornier and hornier. His slurping sounds were driving me wild, too.
“Damn, your dick tastes so good,” he told me while licking on it. “Are you gonna fuck me good with it?”
“I got you,” I told him. “I’ma fuck you so good you won’t be going for a run for a little while.”
He giggled as he went back to sucking me. I put one foot up on the coffee table so that I could fuck his mouth and throat. I had him gagging and tears were rolling down his eyes, which turned me on more than I already was. After a while, I gave him a break and made him lick and suck my balls while I jacked off. I’d never had my ass licked but he had me considering it with how crazy his tongue was getting on my balls and my taint area. I hadn’t washed my ass off though so I had to stop him.
“Let me eat your ass,” I told him as I took my foot down from the table and stepped back.
He climbed onto the loveseat and put his ass up high for me. I parted his cheeks and ran my nose and lips up and down his shaved ass crack. He had a tight pink asshole that looked like it would take a lot of effort just to get a finger in it. I wet my tongue before rimming his asshole with it. He took in a deep breath and held it for a while before finally exhaling as I shoved my tongue inside him. I could feel his hole tightening on my tongue. There was no way that he’d been fucked recently because that hole was super tight.
“When’s the last time you got fucked?” I asked him while smacking his ass.
“A week ago,” he answered.
“Damn, for real? You are tight as fuck.” I spit on his asshole and gently pushed my middle finger inside it. “That shit is super tight.”
Hearing him moan out loud as I fingered him turned me on like nothing else. After getting my finger deep in that ass, I pulled it out and went back to eating him. With my tongue going deep into his asshole, I reached under him and played with his hard dick. I couldn’t remember what the last dick I sucked tasted like, so my mouth was watering up as I prepared to suck his. Within seconds, I was sucking his pretty dick from the back.
“Oh my God,” he moaned as he shook a little.
I sucked as much of his thick dick as I could until it made me gag. It tasted just as good as his perfect ass. I rubbed and teased his puckering asshole as I deep throated his dick. I’d never sucked a guy from behind so I wasn’t used to having ass in my face while dick was in my mouth. It was during that moment that I realized this was going to have to be a regular thing. I love my wife and she’s my everything, but she can’t do everything for me. There are things I need that she can’t provide.
“You married men are the freakiest,” he said to me as he turned around and put his dick against my dick. “I love a man who sucks my dick before he fucks me.”
“Is that right?” I asked before kissing his sexy lips again. “Does that mean you’re down to making this a regular thing or am I gonna have to go years before I do this with another man?”
“It can be regular depending on how good you fuck me. I know you probably make love to your wife and that’s nice. But I want you to fuck me. I’m vers and I don’t take mercy on the guys I fuck and I don’t want mercy being taken on my ass.”
“I’m gonna open that ass up good. Let me go get some stuff and I’ll be right back.”
I kissed him again before leaving the den and going to a linen closet. I grabbed a blanket to put over the loveseat and then grabbed some towels. I then went into me and my wife’s bedroom and headed into my closet. I had a small tube of lube hidden inside an old shoebox that I used to jackoff with, so I grabbed it and then headed back to the den where Morgan was waiting for me.
“What are you doing with lube?” he asked with a laugh. “Does your wife not get wet?”
“She does when we do it,” I replied. “But we don’t do it often. I got this because it’s perfect for jacking off with. I try to get a nut at least every other night when me and her aren’t doing it.”
He laughed again as he helped me cover the loveseat with the blanket and sat the towels down. He then got down on his knees again and started sucking my dick again. This time he was sucking me like my dick would be the last one he’d ever suck. He was chocking on it and getting it covered in his saliva. After leaving it dripping wet, he got back on the loveseat and arched his back perfectly. As quickly as possible, I put some lube on my dick and some more on his asshole. To add some extra lube to it, I spit on my dick and then on his asshole before fingering him to get his ass lubed up.
“You really ready for this dick?” I asked him as I pushed the head against his tight opening.
“Fuck me, daddy,” he said to me, which turned me on even more.
Gently, I began pushing my dick inside him and he only tensed up a couple of times before relaxing and allowing me to enter him. When I looked down and saw his tight asshole gripping the tip of my dick, I just wanted to slam into him but I didn’t wanna hurt him too much. I took my time working in coordination with him. Every now and then I’d stop to make sure he was good before I pushed deeper into him. It took a little while but I had his ass somewhat open and ready to take deeper and faster strokes.
“That ass is so good, baby,” I told him as I fucked him harder. “Can you take all daddy’s dick? I wanna give you all eleven inches.”
“Give me all that dick, daddy,” he said back to me as he began to throw his ass back on me.
Still working in coordination with his rhythm, I went deeper and deeper into his ass until he was taking all of me. His asshole would make squishy noises each time I pulled out and reentered him and that shit was like music to my ears. I loved whenever I made my wife’s pussy ass squishy and making noises. I pulled out of him and that hole was talking while his cream rolled out and fell down onto the towel underneath him.
“I got that ass creamy,” I said while smacking his butt cheeks.
“That’s why I love good dick,” he said back. “I love that shit so much. Now let me ride that big dick.”
He stood up from the loveseat so that I could sit down. Wasting no time, he climbed up on me and lined my dick up with his asshole. He didn’t give me a warning before hopping on my dick and riding the life out of it. He wasn’t jumping up and down on me hard; instead, he was working his hips and lower back like a professional pornstar. And he was taking all of my dick up into that ass. That shit felt better than amazing.
“Ride that motherfucker!” I shouted as I smacked and squeezed on his butt cheeks. “You ride better than my wife, boy. Shit!”
“Keep smacking that ass, daddy,” he told me. “I love that shit.”
I smacked his ass hard and then French kissed him. He had a way of tightening and relaxing his asshole as he rode my dick that was blowing my mind. I’d never felt that type of sensation before. And his walls were made for my dick because they were adjusting to it automatically regardless of how he came down on it. I’d wanted him for so long and now I was experiencing some of the best sex in my life. It was going exactly how I always fantasized it would be like.
When he started licking, sucking and biting on my nipples I got turned on to the max. I needed to nut at that point so I grabbed him and flipped him on his back. I then reentered his ass and fucked the hell out of him in the missionary position. I was fucking him so hard that the loveseat was moving across the den floor. He was moaning so loud that he could probably be heard if someone was on my porch but I didn’t give a fuck. I was determined to get my nut.
“Cum in this ass, baby,” he told me as I fucked him hard. “I wanna feel you cum deep in me.”
“That’s what you want?” I asked while stroking him harder and harder by the second. “Take it, baby!”
I pushed deep into him and caught the best orgasm I’d had in years. My dick shot out so much cum that I didn’t think it would ever stop. It took me forever to calm down from that nut. When I finally built up the nerve to pull out of him, I collapsed on top of him and kissed his lips repeatedly. He tried to push my nut out but it was too deep in there.
“Damn, you nutted all up in me,” he said with a laugh. “I’ll douche it out when I get home.”
“Before you go,” I said to him as I sat up. “Let me take care of you.”
I took his semi-hard dick into my mouth and sucked it; making it grow hard in my mouth. He was moaning again and moaned louder once I began fingering his gaping sore hole. It wasn’t long before he was squirming and shouting that he was gonna cum. I kept sucking him as his dick pumped a huge load of somewhat sweet cum into my mouth. I swallowed every last drop and continued devouring his thick dick until he begged me to stop. I then started licking on his ass again and that’s when my dick got hard again. Needless to say, we fucked until I nutted in him a second time.
“Put your number in there,” I told him as I handed him my phone. “Now I gotta lay down some rules because I’ve never done this since being married. We can’t fuck here again because my wife will be here. We can only fuck at your place or a hotel. If you come by here while my wife is here then I’ll call it off. No games and no bullshit, Morgan. I mean that.”
“You’re not the first married guy I’ve done this with,” he said with a smile. “Like you, I’m looking for a regular. I’m not trying to fuck up good dick.” He put his number into my phone and then handed it back to me. “Just hit me up the next time you want some ass and we’ll make some arrangements.”
“Are you cool with being exclusive? I know I got a wife but…”
“Deon, I’m cool with it. Any man that sucks my dick before fucking me and then sucks the nut out of my dick and eats my ass after fucking me is going to be the only man fucking me. You own this, daddy. All of it.” He bent over to pick up his shorts and his butt cheeks parted, showing me that beautiful asshole of his.
“Damn!” I grabbed my dick again because it was starting to get hard yet again. “Two nuts might not be enough for me, baby.”
“It’s gonna have to be. I got other stuff to do.”
“Well, let me get another good look at that body before you go.” I stood there and looked him up and down a few times before saying, “I think I’d drink your bathwater, for real.”
He giggled and said, “You are so fucking silly.”
We kissed and talked as he cleaned up and got dressed. I put my pajama pants back on and walked him to the door. After he left, I cleaned up the den and put the towels and blanket in the washing machine. I then took a long shower and jacked off to the naked images of him in my head. His sexy ass had me sprung and I wasn’t even ashamed. To be honest, I felt like a king. I knew it was wrong but I felt like a king. I had my wife and family and a side fuck buddy that I could live out my wildest DL fantasies with. I planned on keeping it going as long as I could.
[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.
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