Do what he asks and fuck him
From Create Your Own Story
"You got any rubbers?" you ask him.
"Yeah. Right pocket," he says, nodding towards his crumpled shorts on the carpeted floor.
Pulling out a condom and small bottle of lube from the shorts, you open the packaging and roll it onto your massive dong. It doesn't roll all the way down, only covering about 3/4 of your meat. You figure that he probably uses them on his own cock and wasn't expecting to be fucked by anyone as big as you are. At this point he is working his hole with three fingers up to the third knuckle, and little breathy moans are escaping through the cloth that covers his face. His face is cute, with dark eyes, a strong jaw, full lips, and high cheekbones; too bad it's covered with your underwear. His coarse, black hair sticks out from the cloth though, spiked up in the front and buzzed short on the sides. You grab his tight thighs and push them to his shoulders, giving you a clear view of his hole.
Squirting some lube on your dick, you sidle up close to him as he pulls his own fingers from his heat with a shuddering squelch. You set the head of your cock on his hole and slowly push in, moaning at the heat. As you start to pump in and out, you raise his neon undies back to your nose again and smell them. It turns you on that you're smelling his balls right now and your hips snap in and out of their own accord, quickening their pace. You fuck into him hard, shoving him into the wall with each thrust, making him whimper in between sniffs of your cummy briefs. Bringing your hands up to his chest you grab his toned boy muscles, before trailing your hands down his faint abs and then to his leaking cock. You graze a finger down the underside of his penis before bringing your hands back to his chest and pinching his small, dark nipples that stand hard at attention. His legs lay hooked over your shoulders while your man snake pummels his prostate and your fingers tweak his sensitive nipples. His cock pours precum as it spasms, aching for release. Your hand wanders down to mindlessly fondle him, while his hands tangle in the back of your hair. He pulls you down to kiss you through your underwear and as your tongues lick at each other through the thin material you can taste your own cum from the past few days. You bring your hands back to his chest and push yourself up, using only your hips to fuck his tight ass. You can feel yourself getting close and you feel his ass begin to tighten as you relentlessly press the head of your cock into his prostate. Trying to be as quiet as possible, you ball up his briefs and shove them into his mouth, letting him taste his own ball sweat. They muffle his moans and all you can hear is the faint slap of your balls against his ass and your heavy breaths.
You continue fucking him until the underwear doesn't help; his moans emanate through the cloth, sounding out with each thrust. You're positive that if they weren't in his mouth he would be saying some pretty dirty things like, "I want your cum," and, "Fuck me till I cry." Your cock is so hard it hurts, but you don't want to cum until he has. Biting your lip, you keep thrusting into his wet heat, the squelching sound of the lube getting louder and louder until...he moans and grunts, and grunts, and grunts, and grunts. White ropes of cum fly out of his cock painting himself and the wall behind him. By the time he's done, two shots have slid down the wall, three shots have hit him in the face, or rather on your Hanes, practically soaking them, and the last five ropes of his cum are pooled in the crevices between his small pecs and abs.
"So, where do you want it?" you ask with a pained smile. The pressure is intense and you're about to blow.
Does he want you to...
