Fucking, Lifeguard, Beach, Sam
DAVID 194
LIFEGUARD – Chapter three
Sam and David continue to heat up the beaches of Southern California. See David 137 and 180
We were kneeling, facing each other. I just wanted to stare into his eyes. I couldn’t believe how handsome he was. I was panting. My cock was hard already. He grabbed my upper arms gently and held me still.
“I…I wanted you…the moment I saw you,” I said breathlessly.
He said nothing. He just drew me closer. I felt almost virginal, as though all the hot sex I’d ever had was just a prelude to this overture. The only thing that could tear my eyes away from his face, was his chest, and there was a sweet split-second when I realized that my chest was going to be pressed against his. The anticipation lasted a heartbeat, but it was enough time for me to moan, and then he crushed me to his chest. My eyes closed, my head fell back, my mouth fell open, and I moaned again. His firm but relentless grip didn’t falter, and now he’d lowered his head under my chin, and he licked my neck. I can’t tell you how awesome it was for a big guy like me to be caught in the grip of this horny, handsome giant. His chest hair brushed against my nipples, and I shuddered. I tried to get away, but he wouldn’t let go. He wasn’t mean or anything. He wasn’t hurting me. He was just making it very clear that he was in charge, that for now, I was his toy. I never thought I’d hear myself whimper, but I did, because as he tasted my neck and my ears, his chest hair brushed against my pecs, and it sent massive waves of goosebumps racing across my whole body. With my arms pinned to my sides, I tried to touch him, but I could barely touch his waist. My mind hurt. I wanted to sink my teeth into those plump, round buttocks. I wanted to grab those pecs. I wanted to see and hold that big, hot cock with both hands and kiss it and lick it and rub it on me. But I was held captive, tortured by every move of his chest against mine, and his wandering mouth.
It seemed as though we were there for hours, as though the setting sun slowed. We spent a long time kissing, exploring each other’s mouths and touching each other’s cocks, and…well, all kinds of things I’ll tell you later, but the moment that comes to mind is when we were kneeling again, facing each other, and I had his rigid meat in both hands. I’d poured baby oil on it and was treating him to long, slick strokes. You could tell he was getting close. That guy could tilt his hips back like no one I’ve ever seen, and I’d wished I could be on the other side of him to see that butt rock back and forth, and to see those glutes flex. He grabbed my shoulders, this time not to hold me still, but for support. He was trembling. He looked desperate. I just smiled at him.
“Oh g-god Sam!” he said.
“Getting close?” I asked.
He nodded.
I let his cock loose, and it reared up, an amazing foot long pole of arcing muscle. Looking down at it, I said: “I want it.”
He said nothing, but he fought to catch his breath, and his whole body shuddered.
I looked up at him. “I want it,” I said again.
“Can you…can you take it?” he asked, fighting for breath.
I nodded. I wasn’t sure, but I told him: “I have to have it.” I looked down at it, crazed with lust. “I have to. I have to have it. God, you’re so fuckin’ beautiful and I want that cock!”
He pushed me down gently and I rolled over onto my stomach. When I felt his cock slide between my thighs, and his chest softly caress my back, I thought I’d cum right then and there. I moaned. I felt those hips tilt back and then I felt the slick, slippery kiss of his cockhead against my hole.
It was the longest, slowest fuck I have ever had. He had such self control, and the part that made it truly feel as though it was a first time, was the mass of him…on top of me, and inside me. Big thighs holding mine. Massive arms next to mine, glistening and rippling with the effort of holding him up. That huge, hairy chest gently moving on my back. He knew what it did to me because several times he stopped pumping my ass, and he’d wait until I’d hold my breath in anticipation, and then he’d arch his back and he’d brush his pecs up and down my back.
“OH F-FUCK!!” I’d scream, and I’d just shudder because there was nowhere I could go, surrounded by those arms and those thighs and impaled on that steel-hard fuck pole. And then he’d add to my insanity. He’d lick my neck, and my ears. He’d hold my ear gently between his teeth so I couldn’t move, and then he’d brush his pecs up and down my back again and he’d make me scream while I held my body and head perfectly still.
And amidst all this, that hot piece of meat, slick with oil, sank slowly into me, the veins on its surface teasing my ass lips. When he had it in to the hilt, I could feel a moment of moist warmth, and it took me a minute to realize that it was the warmth of his balls touching mine, and then I’d feel his fuck meat begin the long, slow slide out. I’ve never felt anyone fuck so slowly, and the length of his cock made each thrust, if you can call it that, seem endless. He’d tilt those hips back until the head of his cock was still in me, gripped by my quivering ass lips. Then he’d pause, letting me experience the desperate longing, the fear that he was going to pull out, and the long slide in began again.
“P-Please, Dave!” I begged. “Please, please fuck me harder!”
He growled like a tiger. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“No please! I’m going crazy! Fuck me! I gotta have it! Please fuck me! Just a little harder! I’ll tell you if it’s too much! Ohhhhh! Fuck me! I want it! Please fuck me!”
“You sure?”
“A little harder! Show me. Show me what those hips can do. You’re driving me crazy!” I sobbed. “I want to feel you really fuck me! Hold me down and fuck me! Please I’m begging you!” I tried to push my butt up into him.
“Show me! Please!” I sobbed. “Oh I want your cock! Full force! Oh take me! Fuck me with it! Oh God I need it. I want it! Fuck me with that cock!”
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