0 comments/ 29776 views/ 1 favorites The Obsession By: Carson Michael It was Friday morning and I was trying to work but I was finding it extremely difficult to concentrate. I was working in the real estate office where I work part-time and being late spring there was a bevy of activity around me, and on my desk. There was a bevy of activity in my mind, and in my pants, too, thanks to Michael. Ever since he came back into my life, we were friends in high school over 20 years ago and had reunited for a quick lunch about a month ago, my heart raced and my mind staggered with possibilities, fantasies and fear, yes fear. You see, here’s an interesting thing; about a year ago Michael wrote a story called “Love and the Fear Genie,” a story about conquering fear to get to love, and how the two oppose each other. The story really struck a chord with me, it was my favorite of all his stories, at least of that type and I told him that when we had lunch the first time. It has occurred to me that the story was also responsible for triggering some emotion in me that made me desirous of seeing him again. You see my marriage has gone bad, probably irretrievable so, and I was either looking for a fresh perspective or fresh meat, although the latter was undoubtedly an unconscious need, something that I tried to deny. I can’t recall the last time my husband Glen and I made love, and I honestly can’t recall what I felt for Michael when we first had lunch, it seems so long ago and far away as they say, compared to my feelings now, but I will say Cleopatra is not the only Queen of Denial. I can admit this, from the time I read that story, something inside me awoke, and although I didn’t know it then, I was receptive to him, only he didn’t know it at first. His story, and his words since were like a beacon to me, a light shining brightly towards a future, a destiny, that was the word he always used with me, and I knew that was what I needed and wanted, although I did say “ I don’t know what I want”, to him a lot.’ He’s smart enough to know I don’t mean that, in fact the other night we had exchanged some kisses in my car, funny thing at 40 necking in your car like high schoolers, especially with someone you went to school with. Anyway, he told me he knew what I wanted. And when I asked what that was he said, “to be in Love.’ I had to agree with him. “Melissa, are those ads ready to go to the printer yet?” It was my boss. “Almost, Mic-, I mean Tim. Give me 15 minutes.” He nodded and walked away. I shook my head. God, I just need to let him have me and get it over with, I thought. But I was so afraid, the fear genie had me tightly clamped and I wasn’t ready yet, at least not to make love. I might be ready for some action and as I looked over the ads one more time I thought about a fantasy he told me of, him jerking off and me crawling catlike across the floor towards him, finally coming to rest right below his cock, rising up on hind legs enough to perhaps lightly lick his balls. I pictured him naked, God I’d love to see his hard body in all it’s glory, to run my hands along his thighs and to feast of him with my eyes and take it all in to store to memory, so I could have him anytime I wanted in my dreams. I finished the ads and brought them into Tim’s office and as I walked I felt slipperiness in my crotch. Michael said I looked as if I invented sex, what a nice compliment I thought, but to be honest I kind of felt I had. All I needed was a partner, an equal, both in expertise and desire, and I think I found him, but still was afraid. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust him; Michael was a rare man, entirely worthy of my trust and respect. No, it wasn’t about him, this fear. It was mine and only I could beat it. In fact the thing about Michael was he was totally unafraid of intimacy and relationships, he had conquered his Fear Genie, he said. At our first lunch together he told me the story of his lost love, Karen, and how he had lost her to the fear genie, but how he had triumphed over his and unsuccessfully proposed to her, even though he knew she would say no. He told me that was his finest hour, just doing that he had beaten all his fear and felt now he was really ready for love, all he needed was to find the right partner, that’s what he called it, not a wife or girlfriend, he always said partner. Huh, that’s what I was missing. Glen and I did everything separately, we even went to bed at different times, we lived entirely parallel, never meeting or touching. We didn’t go out together unless we had a party with common friends to go to, you see we went to high school together too. In fact, he and Michael were friends, they played football together. What would be my finest hour, I wondered? I took a swig from my beer, a Corona, and blinked up at the afternoon soon. I had just finished talking to Melissa, and as usual I was trying to decipher her feelings. I knew what mine were, I was very in touch there, but I knew there was still a lot of ambivalence in her mind. I thought we were making some real connections, but sometimes I thought it could be just a fantasy that would never be reality. The Fear Genie had a big hold on her, that I knew, and there was nothing I could do to free her. That part she had to deal with herself. All I could do was try to provide the incentive to do so, which seemed to be working. We had made out in her car last night; I had to laugh at the notion of two 40 year olds making out in cars, especially when they knew each other in high school. Well, they say there are some things you are never too old for, and Love was one of them. That kind of crazy passion that makes you stay up all night talking or twisted into strange contortions in your car because you have no other place to make out, that was something I hoped to never outgrow. My thoughts revisited that night in the car, and I think I have never seen beauty so close, I don’t think I have ever seen her look more beautiful for sure. We were restrained and respectful, as if we both feared getting too hot and heavy, we each knew what frenzied lust lay beneath the surface. I hoped she wanted me as badly as I wanted her, I was afraid to be getting in over my head here, I didn’t think I was, but you never can tell with women, that’s what makes them so intriguing, their mystery. Lately I was having a lot of difficulty thinking of anything but her, I was definitely obsessed with her, I thought she was with me, after all we were talking pretty much every day and seeing each other as often as we could, exchanging an e-mail or two a day, it seemed as if I was on her mind as much as she was on mine. I thought of having sex with her, I knew when the time was right we would, but I didn’t know for sure it would be right, ever. I was almost afraid to think of that, what if after all this it didn’t go to that step’? Then I remembered the way she looked at me and the sexual nature of this woman and felt better, besides if it was meant to be it would be, and if not… I picture her undressing for me having finally decided and there wasn’t any barriers between us now, she was coming for me and she was now naked, her large breasts, her new tan all over, and her fresh shaved pussy were too much to take in all at once, and then there were those eyes, those bedroom eyes, and those luscious lips, those were enough all by themselves. The whole effect made me start to get hard, and I patted myself for good measure. This was a woman you did not let get away if you could help it. What had happened to her marriage I wondered? Glen was a passive man, more inclined to accept than make things happen. Melissa I knew needed something much stronger than that to reclaim her lost self. I knew all about that, for I was finding mine every day, and I knew I could help her along the way. First, though, I just had this great fantasy, of simply lying in bed with Melissa, both of us naked and under the covers, lying on our sides and looking at each other, maybe just holding each other or her putting her head on my chest, maybe even spooning, one of my favorite things. It had been a long tome for both of us, and when I told her about this fantasy she seemed to respond to it imagining it dreamily. I imagined it would be wonderful to kiss her that way, kiss those beautiful lips and then her neck, by the way she has a gorgeous neckline, long, lean, and tan, and you can see the arteries that you would lick and suck like roadways that would lead you to more promising alleys. I’m sure after some kissing she would be wet, and I’d let my hands start to work my way down and then back up, teasing her nipples and stomach and thighs, I would really take my time and measure every reaction. I could imagine her breathing getting heavier, she’s so sexy this way, and the inside of her hips would now come into play, and then I’d curl one arm around her hip and playfully squeeze the bottom of her ass, near the part where the wetness comes from and I pull her really close and kiss her very deeply and stop to make her look at me, just to have her look right at me, and then I’d relax back down and make it start all over again. Just to have her that close with no barriers and staring into those smoldering black eyes would be amazing. Knowing that I was making her smolder, and that I was responsible for this boiling cauldron of passion simmering next to me was more gratifying to me that I can say. Damn, I was obsessed, in a controlled way, waiting for the obsession to be fulfilled was the hardest thing, but the ride was worth it. I got home from work and noticed it was almost 2:30; damn the kids will be home soon I thought. I threw my purse on the table and went into the family room to check my e-mail. I trembled as I got online and grew excited at seeing an e-mail from Michael. I was really starting to look forward to his e-mails and especially his stories, he’d write the best erotic stories for me, usually 1-2 a week, and I read and re-read them until they were committed to memory, especially the juicy parts and the detail he used in writing them. I fucked myself silly after reading these stories, he knew exactly what I liked, I don’t know how, and he wrote it in such an emotional manner it was obvious there was a lot of passion in him, and it was equally apparent that he really understood women and knew how to please them. I knew from his kiss that he would be great orally, and I grew wetter as I imagined him between my legs, and tasting me for the first but not last time, and I pictured him licking me and looking up at me with those piercing blue eyes and his strong arms and soft hands around me cupping my ass as he made love to my clit with his skilled tongue, teasing me lightly around my lips and then just grazing across my clit and then circling more and more until he zeroed in on it and made me swell with pleasure. I opened myself up for him and released more of my juiciness until I was flowing like a river, and then I felt one of his hands come off my ass and gently rub my lips and then a finger was inside me and finding it’s way to the upper wall of my vagina and there he was circling my G-spot and finding it and making me squirm and then I couldn’t help myself I was bucking and coming and holding his head and I screamed his name,” Michael!”, the way he liked me too, and I fucked his tongue while he fingered my pussy. God, I wanted his big cock inside me so bad, and so far in that our souls would touch and to kiss him at that time,,,, I would come again and again and again for him all over his cock and I’d ride him until he exploded in me and could give me no more. Damn, I think I was getting obsessed! My pussy dripped with obsession, or was it possession I wanted? I opened the e-mail, there was a short note from him; a poem had come to him and he was sending it to me, as a gift. I won’t tell you the whole thing it’s too private, but it was called,” Heart Clues,” and it was about trusting your heart and conquering your fear and choosing love and exploring our destiny together and all the wonderful things a girl never tires of hearing and I found myself swooning a bit and then what I did next surprised me but I started getting undressed and running up the stairs, but I remembered to close the e-mail first and save it so I could have it to re-read anytime I wanted to know how much he cared for me. When I got upstairs I finished undressing throwing clothes everywhere and found my vibrator from the box on the shelf and I stuck the end in my mouth to wet it but also because it reminded me of Michael and how eagerly I awaited the next step, yes I would make Love to him, and taste him and rip his clothes off and ride him and cuddle with him and let him spoon me, and fuck me any which way he wanted and so I fucked my vibrator like it was Michael and my pussy squeezed him tightly as if she didn’t want to let go ever and she didn’t and then I changed the angle as I imagined he would know to do and it was hitting me just right but I wanted more so I squatted on my knees and put Michael beneath me and watched his cock go in and out of me as I thrust down on him and then this did not last too long as I could feel our orgasms getting closer and the girl in the mirror was out of control, was that me? And then her pussy was screaming with pleasure as the first wave of coming started and it just kept coming and coming and coming and I lost track after ten and it was almost as if I could feel him beneath me and his hands on me but I looked down and he wasn’t there and I so wished he was I wanted him to kiss so much, and ride him and look into his eyes, but he wasn’t there, and I knew that I had to let him in there and he could complete me and that’s what I needed. Finally I stopped and threw the vibrator on the floor in disgust and lay back on the bed. Michael was right, I knew what I wanted. “To be in Love,” he said, and as usual, he was right. Damn, this was an obsession, sheer obsession. It was Tuesday and I was trying to get some work done, but obsession with Melissa rendered me useless, at least for work. I hadn’t been able to see her since that last night in her car, and I missed her badly. I couldn’t wait to look into those eyes again and see their smoldering beauty, to look deep into her soul and see things only I could see in her, because for some reason I think God had given me the power to know this woman beyond what I should, he had empowered me to help heal her, and to do that I had to understand her first. I don’t know for sure how I’m doing all this, or how well I’m doing it, but I have never felt this connected with someone’s needs, and that’s saying a lot. I pictured her lips, they were the instrument that would complete the bridge between our souls, for I knew at the point she would give herself to me her lips would be the primary means of doing so. The other night she had lightly kissed me face and it was as if angels were stroking me with their wings, that’s how it felt, and I dreamed of the day when she would take those kisses down my body, perhaps pulling off my shirt and going down my well muscled shaven chest, she would marvel at the smoothness and the definition of my body and I would throw back my head and marvel at her tickling kisses around my nipples, they were small but they would be hard, and then I imagined her working down my stomach lower and lower still. And then she would unbuckle my belt and teasingly unzip my pants, maybe taking my cock in her mouth while it was still inside my boxer briefs. By now I was rock hard and waited while I hoped she would take it from it’s cage and slide my prick gently into her mouth, and at this point I would know that glorious union again of hearts and bodies, as she discovered the kind of man I was, and we each re-discovered how it was to be wanted again. She stroked my shaft and looked up at me as she played with my cock, and if I told you she was beautiful before I didn’t lie, but this was even more beauty than I could fathom, and to see her possess me, yes, I knew that’s what she yearned for, and I would grant it, willingly. I thought the first time she might want to just please me, maybe start slowly this way so I allowed myself to picture her taking all of me in her mouth and letting her tongue drag across the underside of my head ,and I knew she would know just how to please me, because I knew, I just knew that God had probably granted her the same power towards me as he had given me towards her and in no time she had me wanting to come to give all of myself to her but I was determined to hold back and not let this end you see I wanted more now that she was there I could see no reason for us not to join our souls in the deepest soul kiss of all time and of course I needed to be inside to do that. Gratefully, she surrendered and let me in, peeling off her clothes as she needed to, first her pants and then her silk panties, and then she just swung a leg over mine and came down on my cock just right with her soaked pussy and we locked in the greatest kiss I’ve ever had and the fucking was so amazing too that I pulled her over me until I could not get any deeper in her. She took all of me and then started to withdraw until I was almost out and than thank God she would come back down and I must say I’ve never been so grateful to have been a man as I would be just then! I suddenly looked at the clock and noticed it was almost eleven, and I had not done a damn thing all morning except to think of her. There was a knock on the door and I went to answer it. As I opened the door, she stood before me, DRESSED in a black rain coat and black heels, her dark hair with the butterscotch tint glistened at me and she really did look more beautiful to me than any woman I had ever seen. Her eyes smiled at me with pure pleasure as we both knew why she had come. As I let her in I held the door open for her knowing that she had come into my life for a reason, and today was the beginning of really finding out what that reason was, and where our destiny would lead us. As I closed the door after us, I realized too that things would never be the same for us, that we were in this thing together. TO BE CONTINUED……………………………………………….. The Obsession Oh Man, I hate, to have to, write to you again, and I really don't, know how to, go about telling this. But your wife is going totally crazy, over my cock! What can I say, I haven't been this, cunt struck, since I was a teenager, in high school. I guess you could say your wife and I are totally obsessed with each other; we just can't get enough of one and other. Your wife has been sending me these great, sexy, self taken pictures of herself, posing in front of your bathroom mirror, or on your bed. Oh God Man, your wife, is so freaking beautiful and sexy. I can't wait to get my hands on her, and my dick, in her again. Pal, you wouldn't believe the things, I'm going to do to her...the next time I get a hold of her... She's also been texting me, and leaving me these hot sexy messages on my cell phone, telling me the sexy fun things, she wants me, to do to her, and the hot sexy things, she's going to do to me... Oh Fuck Buddy; you know what, she wants... She wants me, to do, to her... don't you? Ahhh shit, limp dick, but I'm a trailer truck driver, and I had to be on the road, all week. You know, what they say! "Absence makes the heart grow founder." Well I don't really know about that Buddy, but sexual abstinence, sure makes my dick, grow bigger and harder. Anyway, we've been having these long hot sexy phone calls, on our cell phones. I'd tell her, where to touch herself, as we talked! Man it was so freaking exciting, to hear wife's' breathing getting heavier and quicker, as she touched tits, and played with her pussy. Then Buddy, I could hear her starting to gasp, for breath, as she begin groaning passionately, " Aaaaah, aaaaaah, aaaaaah "as she got herself off. Damn it Man, now she says, that she's late! What can, I say to you Buddy, she's afraid, that I might have gotten her... knocked up! Oh well little dick, I told you, about the way, she arched her hips up, taking my hard swollen penis, all the fucking way up inside her, holding me tightly in place, with her pussy muscles, as she came, drenching my cock, and balls, with her pussy juices. Oh Buddy Boy, let me tell you, did she ever come! She came hard, gasping, panting, and moaning, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, Honey, please come in me, I want to feel you, coming deep inside me." Pal, you know, I couldn't help myself, and I immediately started ejaculating way up inside your wife's, tight wet twat, squirting my warm, sticky jizz, against your wife's cervix. Oh Good God buddy, it felt so good, I never wanted to stop coming, inside your wife's hot box, or to ever, take my dick, out of her; soft, pink, velvety smooth, snug little fun hole. Anyway Pal, getting back to issue, of your wife being pregnant with my kid. I told her, not to worry about it! We'd take care of it! She asked me how? I told her; to leave you, and move in with me! What can I say Pal, sometimes I feel like, I'm all along in the world. So I'd love to have your, beautiful sexy wife, for my own! I heard your wife; suck in her breath deeply, like she was startled, by my sudden personal revelation. She didn't say anything for a moment, like she was thinking, or something, then said softly, "Meat we really need to talk; about this, face to face!" It was around 3:30 am Saturday morning, when finally I got back, from my week long road trip. I was backing my trailer up, against the loading dock, so the dayshift, could unloaded it, the first thing Monday morning. That's when; I noticed a cream colored dodge mini van, parked next to my jeep. As I started climbing down out of my tracker; I saw your wife; get out of the mini van, and come scampering across the parking lot, towards me. Man, just the sight of your beautiful; straw berry blonde haired, young, innocent looking wife, took my breath away, and made my heart stand still, and my cock twitch. She looked so good to me, in her black V-necked tee shirt, and those dark olive green Capri's pants, that she was wearing. Man, just the mere sight of her; made me, instantly get a big stiff boner. But Man, it's no wonder that my cock got, so hard, so fast. You know, those sexy self taken, provocative pictures, she sends me of herself, are burned into my brain! Buddy, ever time I closed my eyes; I could see this picture of her lying across the middle of your bed, on her side, blowing me a kiss. She was wearing this, low cut, silky black night gown that barely covered her nipples, with a slit up the side that showed off her long lovely milky white freckled leg. Good Christ buddy, I was so freaking horny, I couldn't stand it. I heard her saying, as she approached me, "Meat Please, we need to talk, right now." As I answered her nervously, and said, "Okay." She smiled at me impishly, and started running towards me. When she reached me; your wife impulsively jumped up, put her arms up around my neck, and wrapped her legs around my waist, as she passionately, mashed her soft, wide opened mouth, against my lips, and shoved her tongue, deeply into my mouth. My hands went right to her, firm rubbery ass cheeks, to hold her up. I instinctively sucked her tongue, deeper into my warm moist opened mouth, and began swirling my tongue around hers, as I caressed her, rubbery firm, shapely ass cheeks, in my hands. We stood like that, kissing passionately, for God only knows how long. Then your wife, dropped her legs down, from around my waist, as she pulled her mouth off mine. Terri was looking deeply, into my dark brown lust filled eyes, as she said breathlessly, "Oh Honey, we really need some privacy, there's something..." Your wife stood there, for a moment, with her mouth slightly opened, licking her lips, as she looked longingly, downward at the, huge bulge in the front of my jeans. Then your wife finally, looked back into my eyes, with he bright sparkling blue eyes. Your wife devilishly, raised her eye brows, and gave me this, impish naughty, little girl look, as she licked her lips, to moisten them. Holy Christ Buddy, the though of her licking, my cock like that, almost made me came in my pants. Then she continued to say, "That I want, to do..."she grinned, at me devilishly, and licked her upper lip again, as she finally, said, "To you!" Christ Man, I was already starting to ooze pre-cum out the end of dick, into my jockey shorts. As I watched the tip of your wife's tongue sliding over her lips. Man my cock was jerking and twitching in my jeans, and I could feel my balls beginning to fill up with cum. Man I really, don't know how, I kept from creaming my jeans. Then your wife paused briefly, like she was thinking! Then she got this serious look on her face as she said softly," Meat there's also a couple, of other important things, we really, really need to talk about..." I looked at her inquisitively, as I answered, "Okay, let's go up into my tractor, we can talk in the cab." As I answered her, I was wondering, what she needed, to talk about, so bad. But I was also starting to make, my own little mental plans, to get your wife, into my sleeper berth, and banging her brains out again. As Terri, put one hand, on the side rail, and her other hand, on the handle, inside the door. She lifted her foot up to the first step, as she began, to pull herself up. She looked over her shoulder, at me to make sure; I was starring at her ass. Then she smiled at me, as I put my hands, on her firm little ass cheeks, and lifted her up, into the cab, of my tractor. Hmmm Buddy, I guess she could have pulled herself up, all by herself. But for some reason or other, I think she really wanted me to feel her ass! So what the hell Pal, you know, I really wanted, to feel your wife's ass again. I also wanted to show her, how big and strong, I am, in hopes of getting her turned on. As she climbed, into cab of my tractor, I heard her say, as if she was surprised! "Honey, you really do have a bed in this big thing!" I was chuckling, as I climbed up, behind her. Your wife, glanced over her shoulder, at me again, and smiled at me, as she crawled into my sleeper berth, saying, "I think, I have, some unfinished business, that I need, to take care of ...don't you? " Needless to say, I followed right along behind her. She stretched out on her side, facing me, as I stretched out on my side facing her. Buddy, she looked right into my eyes, with this look on her face, that I can't possible explain to you. All I knew was; that she wanted me, and I wanted her. As we starred into each others eyes, I watched your wife's eye lids, slowly start to close, as her eyes rolled, back into her head. Then she slightly parted her soft full lips whispering, Honey, I've missed you, so much, "while she waited, for me to kiss her. I turned my head to the side closed my eyes, parted my lips and tenderly covered your wife's warm moist mouth with mine. As Terri, felt my lips touch hers; she put her arm around my neck, and lifted her leg, over my hip. I put my hand back on your wife's firm little ass cheek, and pulled her towards me, as I slid my tongue between her lips, back into, her warm moist mouth. Our tongues instantly started, flicking across the tips of each others, and then we ran the ends of our tongues, around each others. We kept playing with each others tongues, and sucking on them, first in her mouth, then in mine. I instinctively slid my hand up under your wife's top, pushed her bra up, over her breast, and caressed her; soft, warm, rubbery, softball sized tit. As I pinched her nipple; your wife gasped between our parted lips, "Ooooh...God. " I sat up, and reached down gabbed the bottom of your wife's tee shirt and pulled it up over her head, and then I unhooked the front of her bra, and pushed the cups to the sides of her chest, and slid the little straps, over her shoulders, and down her arms. She sat up, and let it fall off her, on my bunk. Your wife grabbed my tee shirt and tried to pull it out of my pants! Saying, "Honey please, take off your shirt? I want to feel my bare breasts, pressed against your big hard, muscular, hairy chest, as we kiss. I did as she asked. Your wife leaned over me, as she slowly moved her chest from side to side, dragging her, soft, warm tits, back and forth across my chest. Man, the feel of your wife's soft warm boobs, with her stiff pointed nipples, rubbing across me chest, sent little jolts of pleasure, right down into my; tight, aching, sperm filled balls. While your wife was dragging her tits from side to side and back and forth across my hairy chest; I just closed my eyes, and got lost in the wonderful erotic sensations, I was receiving from the feel of her stiff pointed nipples lightly scrapping, back and forth, over my chest. Oh Buddy, your wife was going crazy moaning loudly, "Mmmm, mmm, mmm, "As she rubbed her tits, back and forth, across my chest. The next thing, I knew your wife, was rubbing her hand, over my hard throbbing cock. Then I felt her, unbuckling my belt, undoing the button on the top of my jeans, and pulling my zipper down. Your wife nipped my earlobe, then she blew her hot breath, into my ear, as she whispered, "Lift your hips." I did... Your wife put her hands, under the sides of my jeans, and under shorts, and quickly yanked them down to my ankles. Terri grabbed my dick and squeezed it, as she darted her tongue into my mouth. We played with each others tongues for a few minutes while your wife caressed, squeezed, and slowly stroked my hard pulsing penis. I was going crazy, from my week long, pent up, sexual needs. I wanted to cum, so freaking bad. I could hear myself moaning and groaning with desire," Ohhh, Ohhh." Oh God Buddy, I wanted to fuck, your wife sooo freaking bad, all I was doing, while I was gone was fantasying about this moment, and having these, wicked, wet, dreams, about fucking your wife again. I quickly reached over and unbuttoned the side of her pants, as I started pulling down the zipper on the side of her slacks. Your wife, started nodding her, from side to side, in the no, no motion, as she put her hand on mine, and said, "Oh No Honey, I can't, I'm not pregnant, I've just gotten my, monthly visitor. " I groan loudly, "Oh God, No Terri, I don't care... I need you!" Your wife started, kissing me all over my face, biting my ear lobe, and sucking on my neck, as she said softly, "Honey I'm sorry, I'm sooo sorry, I just, can't do it now!" Your innocent wife, lightly kissed my lips again, then she pulled her lips off mine, looked into my eyes, as she said softly again, "Oh God Honey, I'm really, really sorry." Then she winked and grinned at me wickedly, as she blew me a kiss, and said, "I want to please you, and make you feel good." Then your sweet innocent young wife began kissing my neck and shoulders as she stroked my hard aching dong. She kissed over my hard hairy chest, nipped my nipples, sending, wicked, erotic, chills throughout my body that ended up, in the end, of my dick. She kissed, licked, and sucked on the flesh of my stomach, as she gently caressed, my sperm filled aching balls. Your wife stuck the tip of her tongue into my navel; causing me to jump, and wildly jerk, my hips upward, off my bunk. Christ Man that was such an awesome erotic sensation. I almost came right then and there, but she rubbed, the tip of her thumb, over the end of cock, that somehow or other, kept me from getting off. The next thing, I knew she was kissing my lower abdomen, and rubbing her soft warm cheek against my penis. Then she started blowing her warm breath over the head of my cock, while she lovingly, caressed my cum filled nuts. Oh fuck buddy, then your wife, started kissing the insides of my thighs, while she slowly stroked my pulsating penis. I almost came again, when she licked my nuts, and sucked one of them into her mouth, and flicked the tip of her tongue across it. Then she spit it out, and sucked my other testicle, into her warm wet mouth. I was groaning so loud. I could hear myself moaning, "Please, oh God please baby..." Then she licked upward, under the shaft of my cock, and flicked the tip of her soft tongue, from side to side under the head of my pulsing prick. Then I felt, her warm soft moist lips, slid down, over the end of my rock hard, man meat, engulfing it, in her warm moist mouth. I arched my back up, trying to drive my dick, deeper into your wife's mouth. I felt her starting to suck on it, as she began, bobbing her head, up and down on it, and moving her hand up and down on the shaft of my cock, at the same time. I closed my eyes, and enjoyed the wonderful erotic sensations, your wife was giving me, as she gulped, gagged, and drooled, down over my dong. But beside those gulping and gagging sounds, she was making, she was also moaning, mmm, mmm, mmm, as she, bobbed her head, up and down on my dick, like she was really, enjoying herself, sucking on my pecker. Christ Man, the erotic sexy sounds she was making, were like music to my horny ears. I felt my body starting to convulse, and tremble, as my balls began erupting, sending gob after gob of warm semen, up through the shaft of my dick, out the head of my cock, into your loving wife's, sweet mouth. Your wonderful, innocent, virginal little wife, just kept sucking, gulping and gagging, as she swallowed every last drop, of my jizz. Man she, kept sucking on me, until, I was moaning, twisting, and turning on my bunk, with my hips going up and down. Christ Man, she kept sucking and squeezing my balls, until I couldn't take it anymore and I began begging her to stop sucking. I finally had to put my hands on her cheeks, push her head back, to get her to stop sucking. I collapsed panting, trying to catch my breath. Your wife leaned over me and kissed my forehead as she asked jokingly, "Did you like that? " I was too tried, and drained, to make a wise crack, so I just nodded my head, up and down, and groaned, "Yeah." Then your wife said, "Honey, I'd love to be with you. But I just can't, leave my husband. I've known him all my life. My husband is extremely obese, and he can't it up, even if he could find his dick, under all his belly blubber. He's also, a very sick man, because of his weight; he has diabetes, high blood pressure, heart and kidney diseases..." Your wife paused for a moment, ginned like a Cheshire cat, and said, "He also has a lot of money, Honey!" I didn't say anything; I just sucked in my breath, and exhaled slowly, because I was so disappointed. Your wife winked, as went on to ask, "Can't we just be friends with benefits?" I laid there thinking, for a second, about all the failed relationships, I've had in the past. I sucked in my breath deeply, as I exhaled, I answered, "Sure why not." Then your wife lay down beside me, kissed me on the cheek, put her head on my chest, grabbed my cock, and fell asleep. Well Buddy, at least we know, where we stand, with your gold digging wife. You're going to support her, and have a trophy wife, and I'm going to take care of her sexual needs. Well folks I hope you all enjoyed reading my story, The Obsession Now dear readers, I'd like you all to, please take the time to give me five stars, and leave me a comment and tell me what you liked or didn't like about my story. However, that's besides that pesky grammar, punctuation, and spelling stuff. I know I stink at it. However, I do proof read my stories repeatedly, trying to find as many of my spelling and wrong word mistakes as I possible can, and correct them. I also use the tools on my Microsoft Word Processor trying to eliminate as many of my grammar and punctuation mistakes as I possible can and correct them too. Thank you again for reading my story. BigCarl796/The Dirty Old Man The Obsession There was a knock at the door. Gary folded up his newspaper and walked down the hall and pulled open the door. "Gary? Hi I'm Joe; I spoke to you over the phone this morning about letting your spare room." Gary was taken a back for a moment and sized up his counterpart; he looked up into the young man's big brown eyes as his heart skipped a beat. Joe carried a small backpack over one shoulder and had a suit case sitting behind him. Gary had heard the same Australian accent over the phone this morning but was expecting someone a little bit older. He had a deep voice which you would expect from a more mature man. Gary met his hand with his own which was a bit smaller and stockier than his new guest. Gary replied "Hi yes I'm Gary, please come in. I wasn't expecting you till after lunch" "Sorry I couldn't wait; I was too excited to see my new place... I mean that's if you like me" Joe's expression change to a cheeky grin. Gary smiled and ushered him into the lounge room. As Joe followed Gary he studied the man from behind, he was a short but stocky man in his mid forties standing maybe a few inches shorter than himself. He gave Joe the impression that he was not the most agile of characters but was very powerful as his heavy feet bounded into the lounge room. "What brings you to northern England Joe?" Joe wasn't expecting that question upfront but replied a little hesitantly, "Oh... bit of a long story but just got to the point in my life when I needed a change of scenery and to take on a new adventure" "Oh OK, well I am not sure you have come to the right place if you are after adventure but I guess this will be somewhat different to what you experienced back home" Gary proceeded to give Joe the guided tour while probing deeper with a few more questions regarding upkeep, pets and smoking. After about 10 mins they sat down in the kitchen for a cup of tea. Gary had received a few enquiries about the room but for different reasons rejected all previous applicants. Joe seemed to tick all of the boxes and Gary said he could move in straight away if he wanted to. Joe accepted instantly as he had been staying in a local hostel for the last few days since arriving in the country and was craving to find somewhere a little more homely. They chit chatted into the afternoon covering quite a few topics. Both men were single and no real sign of romance on the horizon and Gary tried to delve a little deeper to find out more about Joe's love life but he changed the subject after confirming that he had recently split from his long time girlfriend. Joe didn't have a job lined up just yet but explained that he had come from a finance background but wasn't really looking at returning to the same industry even though he was only in his late twenties. He just wanted to see what happened and go with the flow for a little while. Joe excused himself after lunch and wanted to explore the town a bit more. Gary invited him to have a drink tonight and he would order some Pizza. Joe accepted and looked forward to it. Joe returned at dusk with a six pack of beer and a bottle of white wine and Gary accepted the gift and cracked open a beer for his new tenant. They talked for a while about the day's events as they waited for the Pizza to arrive. Joe broached the subject again about Gary's love life asking if he had a special lady. Gary replied sheepishly. "Na, no special lady as such... well I don't really go for the ladies if you know what I mean." "Oh" was Joe's reply. "You don't really give off the impression that you swing that way if you don't mind me saying. I don't really know any gay men and I guess it is a stereotype but I would expect you to be overly flamboyant." Gary laughed out loud and the mood lightened a bit, Gary was worried that he might scare his new roommate off if he knew he was gay, but it didn't seem to bother Joe at all. Joe asked a few more questions and Gary obliged. The door bell rang and the Pizza arrived, Gary paid the delivery man and they both had an enjoyable evening. The next morning Joe woke early and found Gary in the kitchen with coffee and cereal. Gary had to head off to work in town at the local government offices. Joe said he would do a bit more sightseeing and would have dinner ready for him tonight. Gary smiled and thanked him as he walked out the door. The days passed as both men fell into a routine, Gary working Monday to Friday with Joe either taking day trips or just hanging around the house. He was pretty handy and started to apply himself to the back garden and do some fixing up. Gary was pleased with his efforts and reassured himself by knowing he made the right decision by taking Joe in. A few weeks had gone by since Joe had moved in and both men were developing a close relationship. One Friday night Gary mentioned he was having a few friends over for drinks and Joe was more than welcome to join them. Joe accepted and was looking forward to it. Later that evening Joe returned home from the Gym and heard women's laughter coming from the dining room as he walked through the door. Joe poked his head through the door and his eyes met two ladies sitting around a table with Gary and a couple of bottles of wine. The lady on Gary's left was a full figured woman in her late thirties. Her name was Anne and had short dark hair and was quite attractive, her large bosom overflowed onto the table as she let out a hearty laugh. Joe's eyes were immediately drawn to her curves as her laughter made her breasts bounce. The second lady, Daisy, was a slim blond woman who Joe guessed was in her late forties but was trying hard to look a few years younger. She was also smiling from a joke that Gary had just made when she noticed Joe standing in the door way. "Don't mind me I've just finished up at the gym." Come have a drink Gary said. "I will very soon, I'll just have a quick shower and freshen up." As Joe left the room he heard one of the ladies say "Oooh he's cute Gary, tall dark and handsome, I see you have very particular tastes for you new house guests" the roomed file with laughter as Joe turned on the shower. A little while later Joe came back dressed in something a little more casual and he sat down at the table to join in. "You're a couple of drinks behind" said Anne as she giggled and poured him a glass of wine. Without a hesitation he grabbed her half full glass and downed it in one gulp as he reached for his new glass and also took a large gulp from it too. Anne burst into laughter and Joe's eyes were drawn to her heaving breasts again. Anne noticed his vision stray and smiled brightly. Joe looked her in the eye again and said with a cheeky grin. "If I die tonight I hope I am reincarnated as a motor boat." Anne roared with laughter, "If you put those gym shorts back on you can start my engine whenever you want." Everyone laughed, although Gary just let out a small chuckle, he was shocked by Joe's surprising comments and with the ease he flirted with the women. Gary felt a little bit of jealously in the pit of his stomach as he wished that Joe would flirt with him too. Daisy changed the subject and said to Joe that they were about worried how long he was in the shower for and they were going to send Gary in to rescue me as she gave Gary a nudge under the ribs. Everyone laughed again but Gary actually did wish he could have gone into the bathroom and joined Joe in the shower. Gary's eyes locked in on Joe as he was focused deep in conversation, Gary started to picture the steamy youthful body being pinned up against his own but was snapped back to reality as Anne roared with laughter again. As the night wore on and the drinks flew freely, the girls gossiped about peopled they knew and Gary's love life, well the lack of it as Gary had put it. Anne suggested they all head out sometime and even said Joe should be Gary's wingman to help him get some action. Joe obliged and smiled at Gary, Gary tried to side step the subject but Anne persisted and reminisced about Gary's one time love affair when he was in university, He was on a very long dry spell. The girls laughed again and Daisy could see the embarrassment in Gary's face so she changed the subject. It was 1 or 2 am when the Ladies called a cab and left for the evening. Joe thanked them for the entertainment as they headed out the door and said they would have to do it again some time. Joe returned to the table where Gary was sitting with an almost empty glass. They had chatted for a while as Joe finished his wine. "Gary, I wouldn't mind being your wingman if it would help." Gary smile "Yeah, that would be great but you might need to guide me through the process, it has been a while since I tried the dating scene." Joe chuckled, finished his wine than stood up and excused himself. "Thanks for the great night, I had fun. Next time though we will hit the club and find you a man." Gary smiled as Joe left the room and thought to himself – I have already found the man I want but I don't think he knows it yet." Several days later Gary returned home after attending a work function where he had had a few drinks. He heard the shower running and noticed Joe's gym bag sitting in the doorway of his bedroom. Daisy's comment had been playing over in his mind about him joining Joe in the shower and he secretly prayed for an opportunity to do so. The alcohol from the function had put Gary in a courageous frame of mind and he thought this might be his chance. He knocked on the bathroom door, "Joe, I am busting can you please let me in". "Yeah OK it's unlocked." Gary moved into the steamy room and his eyes were immediately drawn to the naked figure in the shower. The glass was not frosted and he could clearly see every detail. Joe faced away from him as he lathered his hair with shampoo. "Thanks mate; I had a few drinks at work and got stuck in traffic on the way home." "Not a problem," Joe replied as Gary's approached the toilet Gary's gaze stayed on the younger man as the soap washed over his toned body, he particularly liked his firm backside and Gary's loins began to tingle. Joe's eyes were shut as he washed the shampoo out of his hair. He turned towards the towel hanging over the side panel as to wipe the soap from his eyes and gave Gary the chance to have an unobstructed view of his privates. Gary's heart raced as his eyes feasted on the trail of dark hair running down from his flat stomach to the chunk of meat hanging in front of him. Joe's creamy coloured shaft drooped over his full sack. Gary was becoming even more aroused by his enticing package. Joe turned back around as he opened his eyes with his back facing Gary once again. Gary was just finishing his business and said "aaahh that's better, sorry again for intruding." Joe laughed and made a comment about how he had played a lot of sport when he was younger and was used to the locker room scene. It didn't really register with Gary though as he was still focused on his backside. Joe turned again suddenly as he reached for some soap and Gary's eyes shifted back to the toilet. Joe noticed out of the corner of his eye Gary's package and had to do a double take. His skin was slightly darker than the rest of his body which was not that surprising and he was not overly long probably 5-6 inches when erect but what triggered his shock was Gary's girth, he was much, much thicker than his own manhood. Gary noticed that Joe had stopped still; Gary looked up and met his eyes which were fixed on his flaccid cock. Gary's heart leaped when he noticed the look of shock on Joe's face. "Mmm nice package big guy," Gary quipped. Joe chuckled "thank god I'm not gay, that thing would destroy me," as he nodded towards Gary's crotch. "Yeah lucky, you should see him when he gets excited, but don't worry I would be very gently with you." Gary replied with a wry smile and his cock still in hand. Joe laughed nervously still looking at his chunky member and eventually broke his stare and met Gary's eyes. Gary's gaze was intense and he had a devilish grin. Joe quickly turned back to face the water and Gary took a moment to take in the view one more time and had an internal debate about whether to disrobe and join Joe or leave. He eventually pulled up his trousers and left the room still thinking about if he had made the right choice. Gary thoughts raced back to what he had just seen. His steamy body was even better than he had imagined. He wanted so much to enter the shower and wash the sudds off his young stallion. To feel him pressed against the glass, the feel his hard cock pressed against those firm buttocks. The shower stopped and broke Gary's attention. He returned to the lounge room and sat in front of the TV, Joe came in some time later and they had a cup of tea before heading off to bed. As Gary slid under the sheets the memory of the shower remained vivid in his mind. Gary felt his cock rise and his right hand pushed under his pyjama pants to meet it. He tickled his balls and teased up from the base to the tip with a finger. His cock yearned for more man handling but Gary cut his pleasure short. He wanted to save it for Joe; he wanted to give him a full load of his goodness and to break him in like a real man. Gary drifted off to sleep with his hand still in his pants and imagining that Joe was sharing the bed with him. The next morning Joe met Gary in the kitchen for breakfast and suggested they hit the clubs tonight Gary agreed and suggested they have a few drinks at home first. Joe said he would organise that while Gary was at work. He arrived home around sixish and freshened up while Joe was getting into his first beer. He eventually joined him in the dining room and Joe asked if he knew any good pubs or clubs. Gary said he had a few in mind but it had been a while since he had last been out. Joe asked if he knew of any gay clubs and Gary blushed a bit. "Yeah there is one in town." "Well I think we have found our destination." Joe smiled Gary seemed nervous and suggested they try somewhere else. "Gary, I have a good feeling you are going to get lucky tonight; especially with me as your wingman," Gary chuckled "hmm Ok but I need some more booze first." After several more drinks Joe and Gary hailed a cab into town and stepped out at the club. Joe didn't know what to expect as they joined the queue and after a few minutes they were inside. They scanned the room for a moment and Joe asked Gary to find a table near the dance floor while he got some drinks. Gary nodded and headed off to find a spot. The club was just over half full and he scanned the room searching for Gary as he waited for the drinks. Gary found a couple of seats and looked back to see where Joe was. He was paying for the drinks and could see that he was in conversation with some young guy who was very obviously hitting on Joe. Gary's persona changed immediately as he felt the jealously build inside of him. The young buck had his arm resting on Joe's shoulder as they chatted and Gary rose to his feet to try and intervene. But as he stood up Joe turned and left the guy standing there. They sat down and Joe could tell Gary seemed a little uneasy. Joe handed him his drink, "which hot piece of meat do you have your eye on?" Gary's face shifted back to a smile "no one really takes my fancy." Joe said firmly "have a drink and get out on that dance floor" as he gave him a shove. Gary hesitated and asked Joe to come with him. Joe shook his head and had another sip while giving him a shooing motion with his hand. There was a small crowd on the dance floor and Gary nervously stepped into the middle. He didn't know the song but it had a good beat and after a few hesitant shuffles he found his groove. Gary tried dancing towards a hot young guy but he was being ignored by everyone. He looked back at Joe and he was smiling and still giving him the shooing action. Gary turned back and found a new target but was shut down as they guy turned away from him and left the dance floor. Gary's confidence was shaken and he looked back at the table for some more reassurance only to find that young buck was sitting back down with Joe and had his hand resting on his thigh. Gary's jealousy came flowing back and he headed for the table immediately. Joe seen Gary coming and handed his drink back to him and asked "How did you go?" Gary shrugged and pulled up a seat close to Joe. The buck smiled at Gary and returned talking to Joe. Joe changed the subject and introduced the two men. Joe said to the buck that Gary was a little nervous and need a hand to find his feet. The buck looked Gary up and down was obviously not impressed, he turned back to Joe and resumed the conversation. Joe summed up quickly that this probably was not going to work, but he thought he would give it one more shot. He took one more sip of his drink and excused himself and headed towards the bathroom leaving the two men to chat. The buck looked back at Gary and said that his friend was cute, Gary smiled and nodded than tried to break the ice by asking the buck about himself. The buck didn't respond as he was looking towards the bathroom and asked Gary what the deal was with Joe. Gary didn't like where this was headed and didn't really reply but just gave him a vague overview. The buck was focused on the bathroom still and didn't even seem to hear Gary's words. The buck rose up and started off towards the bathroom. A few minutes passed and Joe came out alone. Gary was brimming with jealousy and wanted to know what happened. "The buck tried to pick me up and asked me to join him in a cubicle, but I declined the request and left." Gary seemed a little more relaxed after his explanation but was still on edge. Joe finished his drink and said he was a bit over whelmed with the experience. He had never been to a club like this before. Gary said that they should get out of there and head back home. Joe agreed, they hailed a cab and the return journey was very quiet. When they arrived home Joe reassured Gary and said he would have better luck next time. Gary smirked and looked at Joe lustfully. Joe didn't notice as he kicked his shoes off and headed for the kitchen. Gary felt he had missed an opportunity to make something happen with Joe and sauntered off to bed. As he lay there the jealously was still brewing inside of him and his thoughts led to dark places with the help if the alcohol. He wanted Joe to himself and yearned to have Joe want him back, this angered him when he realised that Joe would never want him, not like that, how could anyone want someone like him. A few days passed which turned to weeks and Gary's feelings were growing stronger, he desired Joe more and more each day and despised anyone that got between them. the weather was starting to warm up and life in general was starting to look brighter, but not for Gary, he was gradually becoming more serious, withdrawn and obsessed with ways of bringing Joe over to the dark side as he called it. Joe was still persistent about getting Gary back on to the dating scene but Gary felt too out of place to try and pick someone up. One Friday evening after Gary finished work he had a few drinks at the office with some colleagues and they decided to take the party to a pub in town. Gary obliged and after a few more drinks decided to call it an evening. It was a nice night and he decided to walk home, as he turned the corner he came upon the same club he and Joe visited a few weeks earlier. As a spur of the moment thought Gary went inside to have a drink. He ordered a cocktail and took a seat with a good view of the dance floor, the music was pumping and there were a lot of attractive men dancing. Gary ordered another drink and as he was paying the young buck pulled up beside him and placed an order. Gary was pretty merry and decided to have another shot. The Obsession "Hey I remember you." The buck turned and smiled as he remembered Gary's peculiar face with the receding hair line. "Oh hey," He looked behind Gary and asked where his friend was tonight. Gary replied saying he was alone but Joe was back at his place. The buck seemed a little disappointed and Gary took the opportunity to buy him a drink. They chatted for a little while and the buck excused himself to use the bathroom. Gary followed soon after. While he was washing his hands he noticed the Buck over in the corner texting away. Gary walked over and attempted a pick up line and the buck was a little surprised at how forward he was, Gary suggested he help him finish the text in a cubicle. The buck laughed and thought to himself for a moment. The buck walked into a vacant cubicle and Gary followed. The buck shut the door behind him and Gary stood there expectantly. The buck pulled him in close and started to rub his hand over Gary's bulge. Gary's eyes lit up and he felt the sensation through his trousers, Gary fumbled around and loosened his belt and buttons, his clothing fell to the floor and the buck grabbed his ass. The buck whispered in Gary's ear "Maybe we should take this back to your place and see if your friend wants to join in." "Sorry, Joe is off limits but you can do what you want to me." The buck pushed him away and laughed as he opened the cubicle door, "You don't have a shot with me, but your friend would." The buck turned and left Gary standing with his pants around his ankles with the men's room looking on and giggling at his rejection. He turned bright red, pulled up his trousers and ran out, he was so embarrassed, so upset, so angry. He walked back over to the bar and ordered 2 shots and a double vodka; he slammed all 3 down and walked over to the buck who was trying to pick up someone else. Gary spun him around and landed a punch right on his nose. The Buck dropped immediately in pain as Gary's powerful arms pummelled him. Within an instant the security guards had pulled him off the buck and thrown him out the door. Gary dusted himself off, he was livid, he was a raging bull. He screamed out in to the night and made a scene. He tried to hail a cab but no one would take the drunken maniac so he had to walk. He staggered homeward stewing in his juices, the anger, the rage were not subsiding. His lust was also burning strong. It had been weeks since his last release and his balls swelled and ached. As he approached home his thoughts wandered back to the shower with Joe's toned body. He craved it now more than ever and his lust rose again along with the anger and frustration of not being able to do anything about it. When he reached the door he fumbled for his keys and snuck in discretely. He kicked off his shoes and socks and opened the fridge in search for a drink. Gary then stumbled into the bathroom removing his shirt and unbuckling his belt, he stood over the bowl looking down at his thick cock as his bladder emptied. As the last few drops trickled out he glanced over to the shower and remembered that firm young body again, his cock twitched with the sudden image popping into his head. He looked back down at his cock and he murmured something to himself in an angry tone as his thoughts flicked back to the rejection he felt tonight, he felt the rage, the lust building again inside of him. Gary kicked off his pants and underwear until he was completely naked, he stepped backwards and his eyes locked on to his own reflection in the mirror. He could see the fury written all over his face and for a second felt a little ashamed. He quickly looked away as he turned off the light and made for the bedroom. As he walked down the hall he could see a small pale of light from the street light shine through from Joe's room. His thoughts turned back to the night at the club when Joe was attracting a lot of attention. The jealousy poked its head back into the frame and Gary had an urge to burst into the room and brand Joe with his chunky rod. Gary's arousal swelled at the thought of taking him by force, Joe was his tenant, his roommate his friend but Joe belonged to Gary and not those other men at the club. If Joe was going to get fucked it should be done by Gary... he would do it right. Gary stood in the doorway silently observing the still figure in front of him, Joe was lying flat on his stomach with only a sheet covering him from the waist down. He was completely naked underneath and Gary could make out his buttocks even in a poorly lit room. Gary felt a tingle in his loins as his eyes poured over his slender body, he heard a small voice in the back of his head say turn around you are about to cross a line but his anger and lust were growing like a monster inside of him. The tip of his penis twitched as he knew there was now no turning back, he stepped silently across the room and stood at the foot of the bed a for a moment. He lightly grabbed the sheet and slowly began to remove it. The sheet moved away from his now bare buttocks and Gary felt his lust rising. He kept pulling the sheet and gradually revealed his legs, there was a slight shift in Joe's breathing and Gary had to pause for a moment, a few seconds passed with Gary eagerly staring at his firm rump while his own manhood began to rise. Joe's breathing returned to the same pattern as before and Gary skilfully removed the sheet without waking him. Gary moved his right knee onto the bed into the space between Joe's legs. He slowly put his weight onto the mattress hoping not to wake him. After what seemed like an eternity he shifted most of his weight onto his right leg and pulled his left leg onto the bed. He was positioned perfectly behind him, he looked down at his hard member and moved his eyes up towards his prey, his heart raced faster and faster and the drool built up in his mouth, his cock had never felt so engorged, he knew this was it, he wanted to claim what was his ... he needed to claim what was his. In one swift motion Gary grabbed the back of Joe's head by the scruff of his hair with his left hand, Joe shot up with a howl instantly not knowing what was going on. Gary grabbed a handful of pillows with his spare hand and shoved them under his victim's crotch propping him up into a more vulnerable position. He forcefully pushed Joe's face into the pillows as he tried to thrash free but there was no hope. Gary's strong stocky figure held him down with ease as his free right hand pushed Joe forward onto the newly placed pillows. Joe screamed into the pillows but his noise was too muffled for anyone to hear. Gary leaned forward and whispered a long soft "shhhhh," into his ear as his free hand grasped his firm buttock. Joe calmed down for a moment and he let the realisation of what was about to happen sink in. He spoke again trying to reason with his captor but his voice was still muffled by the pillows. Gary replied with a harsher "Shhhh," this time and Joe stopped talking Gary shuffled forward spreading Joe's legs further apart, exposing his desired target, he wiped the drool away from his mouth with his free hand moved it over the tip of his cock, moistening it all the way down to the base and back up again with his fingers curling around the shaft and thumb finally resting just behind the large head. He pushed his hard member forward with his engorged head lightly kissing his victims virgin skin. He sat there for a while savouring the moment and the fact that he was in complete control Joe screamed again into the pillow but there was nothing he could do, he tried to thrash again to break free but it was to no avail, his sudden movement caused Gary's large swollen head to be completely engulfed by his warm soft hole. A smile drew across his face as he knew he had finally claimed what belonged to him. He steadily pushed forward entering further and further. Joe's muffled screams were like music to his ears and were adding to his arousal, he felt his cock swelling even more as he pushed on and was almost at full penetration when the pull against his skin became very abrasive from the lack of lubrication. He withdrew about half and inch than ploughed forward as Joe's sphincter clasped tightly around the base of his shaft. Gary pulled out and pushed back in with short jabs of no real intensity trying to find a good rhythm. He eventually laid on top of Joe with his barrel chest pinning his victim down, he released his grip on the back of his head and held both sides of Joe's hips pulling his member even further inside of him, He then ran his hands up the sides of Joe's body and grabbed on to his hands. He forcefully held his hands down which were now touching the bed head. Gary breathed heavily into Joe's right ear as he lay motionless. The only movement was the rhythmic thrusting of Gary's hips. Gary felt his arousal rise and rise and had to pause for a moment, he withdrew a few inches as he didn't want to finish so soon. He needed to drag this out as long as possible so he could savour every memory, every sensation. As he laid motionless his felt a bizarre sensation, an erratic spasm was squeezing his cock. It took a moment for Gary to register what was happening but when the penny dropped it took his arousal to a whole new level, His helpless victim had just ejaculated and his virgin hole was becoming tighter and tighter with each pulse. Gary forced his way back in until he was buried to the hilt, his big bulbous head oozed pre cum as it milked Joe's prostate. He leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "It's not rape if you enjoy it," and licked from his jaw line up to his eye socket. When the spasming stopped Gary new that it was time to finish what he had started, he withdrew his rod until just the swollen head remained inside and drove it back in with great force. Joe let out series of muffled 'Huuuh's" as he was filled again and again, the tears began to well in his eyes as he wished for this ordeal to end. Gary repeated the process a dozen times or more by withdrawing all the way out and ploughing back in ruthlessly, getting faster and faster. He felt his loins boiling over as his seed erupted into his prey; His overly full balls were being drained as each spurt entered him. Gary had never felt anything so intense; he was not only filling Joe with his genetic matter but with his anger, his lust... his rage. Gary lay on top of him for a long time breathing heavily in his ear. The throbbing gradually subsided with a large pulse happening every few seconds. With what seemed like an eternity for Joe he felt his captor shift his weight and the fat semi swollen slug fell out of his opening. Gary Leaned back on his haunches and looked at what he had just accomplished. Joe lay there completely motionless with his hands still gripping the bed head. He smiled to himself as he could see a glistening drool of cum trickle out of the ravaged opening. Joe felt the weight shift off the bed and heard Gary walk into the bathroom where the shower began to flow. It ran for a few minutes and heard the heavy footsteps trail of into the master bedroom. Joe was still paralysed, his ring was burning but his shame was burning even stronger he felt that his body had betrayed him by succumbing to the physical encounter. He had never felt so invaded, so helpless, so humiliated, so... drained. Did he enjoy it? He didn't want to answer his own question. Joe drifted off into a deep sleep with the tears drying on his cheeks. He woke early still laying on his stomach, after a few moments the previous nights events dawned on him and a cold sweat came over him. He could still feel the burning pain in his rear and the shame began to resurface. The question he asked himself the night before was still in the back of his mind and he pushed it away from his thoughts but was replaced by more questions... Am I infected? No I couldn't be Gary said he had only had one partner before and he had been checked recently. Can I tell anyone? NO! No one will believe me and what would happen to my reputation if someone I knew found out. Will he do it again? I hope not I better get out of here before he wakes up. He dressed quickly without making a sound and headed for the door, as he was about to leave he noticed that Gary's door was slightly ajar with no lights on. There was a quite snoring coming from the room and he felt a little relived. He shut the door quietly behind him and had no Idea what he was going to do. One thing was certain though he couldn't stay with Gary any longer – He had to leave. Gary awoke from his slumber as the front door clicked shut. He was still al little groggy and it took several minutes for last night's events to sink in. He remembered the embarrassment and anger from the club, he didn't really remember coming home but what had happened next was crystal clear. His head was now a bit clearer and he sat up in bed contemplating what had happened and what will happen next. He felt a pang of regret at what he had done to Joe. He knew he had lost the respect and trust of a friend and also committed a cruel crime but at the same time his loins began to twinge as he reflected on the most intense and satisfying sexual experience he had ever had. Even if he could do it again it wouldn't be the same. He had taken him by surprise and popped his cherry. A little smile spread onto his face as he knew that that was a little kicker on the end of it all – Gary could carry the badge of taking Joe's virginity for the rest of his life. Gary hopped out of bed got dressed and freshened up. He moved passed Joe's bedroom and noticed that he was already gone. The regret returned again as he viewed the scene of the crime. The pillows were still crumpled in a heap in the middle of the bed. He tossed one away and noticed that dried puddle of cum on the bottom pillow. His regret subsided as he knew that Joe did experience some form of pleasure even if it was reluctantly. Joe returned home late and snuck in quietly through the front door. No lights were on but there was an orange glow coming from Gary's room. Joe slipped into the kitchen to get a quick bite to eat before stealing a few hours sleep. There was a note on the table from Gary saying there was dinner in the fridge. Joe opened the fridge and found a bowl of pasta. He didn't even bother heating it up but just took a few big mouthfuls and put the bowl back down. As he walked back to his room he noticed Gary's light was still on he moved silently to the door and peeked through the crack. Gary was awake reading and didn't notice him there. Surely he had heard him come in. Joe snuck back to his room and shut the door behind him. He moved a chair in front of the door so no intruder could break in unannounced. He noticed that Gary had changed the sheets and made the bed and he snuggled in trying to forget about the night before. He slept uneasily all night and woke early again the next morning. Joe didn't want to face Gary, he had to get out of there again, he had spent the previous day looking for new places to rent and the same task was at the top of his list again today. He snuck out to grab a quick breakfast from the fridge before Gary awoke. But it was too late Gary was already in the kitchen reading the paper with a cup of coffee. Gary looked up and met him with a cheery smile and said "morning." Joe looked down immediately and started off towards the fridge. Sheepishly he replied with the same response. Joe hastily took a few bites from the pasta bowl and said "sorry got a big day I'm headed out." Gary stood up and said "look, we need to talk." Joe tried to walk past but Gary cornered him. "I have to go," replied Joe. Gary said boldly "I understand you feel a little different around me now and I know it is my fault. I was so drunk the other night and so horn..." he stopped himself from saying it and rephrased. "Sooo frustrated from a guy I met at the bar the other night. I just wanted to say I hope this doesn't change anything between us as I really like having you around." Joe cut him short and brushed passed him without making eye contact – I have to go he replied as he grabbed a coat and walked out the door. Gary stood there dumbfounded not knowing what to do. The day passed very slowly for both men. Joe returned home late again and was confronted with the same scene from last night. Gary's reading lamp was on and the rest of the house was dark. Joe checked the fridge and there was another home cooked meal sitting there. He took a few minutes to finish it off and returned to his room. After setting up the same chair barricade there was a knock at the door, "Joe are you in there I need to talk to you," there was no response "Look if you just open the door we can just have a quick chat and I will leave you alone." Joe responded with "we will talk tomorrow," just hoping that he would leave. But Gary was persistent and begged for him to open the door. Joe reluctantly removed the chair quietly and sat back in bed. "It's open," Gary entered the room quietly dressed in just a pair of pyjama pants. He puffed out his stocky chest subconsciously asserting his alpha male dominance. "Joe, I meant what I said this morning. I hope we are OK and that we can just move on." Joe was thinking gee that was one hell of an apology but didn't say anything. Gary paused for a moment and stepped closer, Joe sat up more in bed preparing for another attack. Gary sat at the foot of the bed for a moment not making eye contact and not saying a word. He moved his hand on top of Joe's leg which was under the covers. He reflexively moved his leg out of the way much to Gary's surprise. "I just want to make you feel welcome... feel good. I want to make you feel good. I really like you just let me make you feel good." Gary shuffled up towards Joe and put his hand on the inside of his thigh but he could not feel the bare skin he craved as the blankets were in the way. "Let me help you... let me... suck you," he whispered as he moved even closer grabbing at his crotch. But Joe was on high alert and he pushed back saying "No I am leaving tomorrow, I have found a new place to live so fuck off and leave me alone." Gary was shocked at the sudden outburst and stood up and left the room shutting the door behind. He returned to his bed in a daze. Joe is leaving... he can't he belongs here with me.... He belongs to me. Gary's rage began to burn again. He laid in bed for a long time stewing over the thought of losing his prized possession. Gary's anger and jealousy built again inside of him. He would not let Joe leave and even if he was going to leave he would take him again tonight whether he liked it or not. He even hoped he would put up a fight this time. Gary silently moved to Joe's bedroom door and turned the knob but he could not enter. He turned it again and pushed harder but there was something blocking the way. He was stunned by this unexpected obstacle and returned to his room. He lay in bed momentarily as he focused on the way he had taken his prize two nights earlier. He closed his eyes and tried to picture the scene again. He slipped his hand down in to the pyjama bottoms to meet his growing cock. He grasped it firmly as he pictured him entering that virgin ass again. His strokes increased in intensity and speed as all the sensations replayed in his mind. He focused mainly on the moment that Joe reluctantly cum and Gary entertained the thought that he enjoyed it against his own will. He stroked harder and faster until the release rushed upon him. He moaned quietly as his warm load coated the inside of his pyjamas. As the pulsing subsided and he drifted off to sleep and he came to the realisation that Joe was gone and would no longer be able to claim his prize..... For now anyway.