Road Trip with Mike

"Was that okay?" I asked. My desire to please him was growing stronger.

"Hell yeah that was okay."

I poured a little more oil on his chest. Some got caught in his hair, and some trickled down his sides onto the sheets.

"Fuck dude, we're making a mess," I said. "I should get towels for you to lay on."

"Nah, the sheets are already messed up. Besides, I'm gonna be sleeping in your bed tonight."

I just about swallowed my own tongue. "You, ah, will?"

Mike just grinned. "It's big enough to get the job done. Don't you think?"

I nodded. My heart was racing again. If I knew he'd be so matter-of-fact about it I'd have tried to seduce him years ago. Though I was still not convinced the night would actually stay on this course. Mike was very straight. Or at least straight enough.

I started massaging him lightly under his breast bone. His other bone was still stiff, which didn't go unnoticed. "Do you want me to turn off the lights?"

"Nah, I want you to be able to see what you're doing."

I gave him another upstroke, across his abs, across his pecs, to his shoulders. He let out another sigh. Slowly I slid my hands back down his chest, and then started the upswing again. I did it very slowly, so I could catch both of his nipples between my fingers. I gave a light pinch.

"Oh fuck yeah Ollie."

"That feel good?"

"Dude, I'm loving the way your hands are working over my bod."

"You've got a great bod."

Mike chuckled. His eyes were closed. "There's more to my bod than just my chest though."

"Yeah, I... um, am a little nervous."

Mike opened his eyes and looked at me softly. "Don't be nervous. I'm not."

"No?"

"Nope. Any part of my bod you want to touch, go for it."

I grinned. "Like here?" I stroked over his hips to his thighs, barely avoiding his cock in the process. I must have tickled him around the hips because he jerked up and tensed his abs.

Stifling a laugh he said, "Sure, dick." He laid back down while I massaged his calves and inner thighs. To get a better angle I got on my knees between his legs. He spread his legs for me. Even his legs were solid muscle. All those years of soccer were kind to him.

I stoked my hands up and down his legs, edging closer and closer to his balls. I tried alternating pressure, deep strokes followed by light touches. Mike was practically purring. Inching myself further between his legs, I let my fingers gently float over his abs back to his pecs. This time I pinched his nipples with more determination. His rock hard cock throbbed.

"Fuck Ollie, I can't keep this up."

"You want me to stop?"

"Fuck no. I want you to..." for the first time his bossiness halted.

"Want me to do this?" Throwing all remaining caution to the wind I firmly grabbed his cock and stoked up, then let it snap back down onto his belly. Mike's reaction was priceless. He arched his back and let out the sexiest moan.

"I think you liked that too," I said, slowly stroking his hips.

"Please Ollie," he whispered while taking a hold of my wrist and pulling it toward his cock.

"Uh uh, no hands."

Mike sighed with frustration and put his arms behind his head again.

"Tell me what you want Mike," I said, leaning over his chest and brazenly pinching his nipples again.

"Please," he was almost whimpering now. I leaned forward again, this time lowering my mouth down to his chest. In the process my stomach pressed against his waist. I could feel his cock throb, hot and perfect, against my chest.

"Tell me what you want me to do for my first challenge Mike," I whispered. I flicked my tongue across the tip of his left nipple, then moved to the right one. Putting the nub between my teeth I lightly bit it. Again his cock throbbed against me. I was slowly grinding my hips to maximize the pressure I was putting on his cock.

"Oh fuck yeah Ollie," was his only reply. He sounded desperate.

"Just want me to keep doing this?" I asked, flicking my tongue across his chest? "Or this?" I grinded hard against his hips this time, pressing his big cock down harder. I could feel his precum sticking to my chest.

Finally Mike relented. In the quietest voice he said, "Make me cum."

I sat up quickly and Mike let out another disappointed moan. "Sorry buddy, I didn't hear you."

"Yes you did."

"I thought you said you want me to make you cum. Is that what you want dude?"

"Yeah. Dude you've had me boned for, like, ever, and I haven't cum in about a week and a half. See how full my balls are?" Mike spread his legs further and arched his back again, hosting his hips up. And clearly trying to get his cock near my hands again.

"Easy tiger," I chuckled, warming up my hands again. "You want me to make you cum?"

"Yeah."

"Say it."

"Make me cum."

I slowly stroked my hands up his legs again. "Okay dude. I'm going to make you cum."

Mike sighed again and settled down. Again I gripped his rock hard cock firmly. "I'm going to make this big, awesome cock shoot, buddy."

"Fuck yeah, Ollie."

"Want me to keep doing this?" I asked, while firmly stroking his cock. It was thick enough that my fingers couldn't touch. With my other hand I massaged his balls. His cock felt amazing in my hands.

"Or would you prefer this?" I loosened my grip and lightly, very, very slowly, stroked his cock from the base to the tip, then back down again. A dollop of precum, whiter this time, oozed from his cock. I slid my thumb over it and used it to add lube.

Mike was now panting and starting to squirm. "Oh god Ollie, you're killing me."

"I'm not killing you dude," I whispered. "I'm going to make you cum. That's what you want right?"

"Yes. Please."

"Has it really been a week and a half?"

"Yes. Please dude, make me cum."

"You didn't jerk off during that time?"

"No, I don't like it. It's better when," he took a deep breath. My hands were still lightly caressing his cock and balls. "Somebody... please Ollie, I'm on the edge."

"Since it's been a few days I want to make this as satisfying as possible for you Mike. Can I play with your nipples while I stroke you?"

"Fuck yeah."

"Will that make you cum extra hard?"

"Like crazy. It'll be the biggest load you've ever seen, I swear."

I let go of his cock completely and stroked my way up his chest again. His back went up just as I gently flicked my thumbs across his nipples.

"Yeah, Mikey, you want me to drain your balls tonight?"

"Yeah."

"That's probably not going to happen the first time though. It might take a few rounds to completely empty you."

"S... s'ok."

With one hand I slowly went back to stroking him. The other continued to play with his nipple.

"Yeah? You want to make all my challenges result in you cumming?"

"Fuck. Yes."

"Because I want to satisfy you. I want to see if I can drain you completely."

"Yeah. Fuck. Ollie..."

"No more hesitation. Anything goes."

"Oh fuck yeah."

"You just tell me how you want to cum and I'll do it."

"God yeah Ollie. Christ, I'm so close."

"This is just round one?"

"Round... fucking... one. Gonna make you serve my cock."

As soon as he said cock I let go and massaged my way back up his chest. "Will it make you cum harder if I play with both of your nips?"

"Like... a... fucking... yes..."

"Because I only have two hands." I lowered my head toward his crotch and exhaled over his cock.

"Oh my god. Fuck yeah, Ollie."

Slowly I snaked my tongue up the underside of his cock. The massage oil tasted a little weird, but there was a saltiness mixed with it. His precum.

Mike was shaking uncontrollably now. I flicked the head of his dick with my tongue. Yeah, that was definitely the saltiness.

Then I went down on him in one smooth motion. Took his entire cock in my mouth until I felt his pubes against my nose. Mike let out a surprised yelp.

I was shocked I didn't gag. And once his cock was in my mouth I decided playtime was over. I was starving for it. I needed it. I needed to please him, to make him cum so hard he saw stars. I started sucking him off like my life depended on it.

Mike was going absolutely fucking bonkers. Writhing around, moaning while I went to town on his cock with my mouth and my fingers worked his nipples over.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," he continued to moan. Suddenly I felt his hands on my head. Guess we could skip that rule for a few minutes. He wasn't trying to force my head down further - I was already skewering my throat with eight and half thick inches of hot, hard cock. It was almost like he was petting me. Stroking my hair. "Fuck, Ollie, I'm... close... holy fucking shit... holy... I'm gonna... almost."

I continued to hoover his cock relentlessly.

"Ollie I'm gonna... if you don't stop I'm..."

I sucked with more abandon now, flicking my tongue across his dick slit on every upstroke.

"Oh shit," Mike yelled. "Oh shit Ollie, I can't hold it!"

When Mike came inside my mouth it nearly made me cum as well. He let out a loud gasp while his cock throbbed, heavy spurt after heavy spurt. I started swallowing immediately, not wanting a drop of his seed to go to waste. I didn't keep track of how many times his cock fired off, but it was a lot. He wasn't kidding about cumming like a cannon.

I looked up at him while I continued to nurse on his cock, which was deflating a bit... but not much. He was staring at me with a look of astonished wonder on his face. I continued to suck and swallow and tried to grin, which probably came across more like I was insane.

Mike finally started giggling and pulled me off his cock, which still hadn't gone down completely. He tugged at my shoulders so I could lay my head on top of his chest.

"Fucking wow, man," Mike muttered, while stroking my arm. "Wow fucking wow."

"Was that okay?"

"Was that fucking okay?!? I've never cum like that in my life."

I smiled a content grin.

"I totally didn't expect you to suck me off. And I really didn't expect you to swallow my load like that."

"I told you I'd do anything to satisfy you."

"God damn. If I knew you had skills like that we would have started doing this a long time ago man."

"Well," I said, playfully stroking his hardening nipple. "I think we're gonna make up for lost time. I've got to make you cum 4 more times."

"You were serious dude?"

"Hell yeah."

"Oh man this is gonna be - you're really down with just making me cum?"

"Yeah. I almost came myself from sucking you off. So I'm clearly getting off on it too."

"Fuck yeah dude! God damn if I knew you'd be so hot to trot for my cock I'd have booked us down here for a month instead of a weekend."

I gently bit on his nipple while my hand snaked down his stomach toward that magnificent cock. "Feels like this thing is getting warmed up for round two."

"Fuck yeah, dude. You want to suck me off again?"

"Definitely. I'd rather get you off that way than jerking you off. Your cum is too good to waste."

"I am very okay with that little buddy. But, ah..." I felt him lightly brush his fingers down my spine. "When you said you'd do anything?"

I looked up at him while pushing my butt up toward his hand. "Anything."

His finger slid down my crack and came to rest directly on my hole. I felt him press his fingertip on my ass. I pushed back against him -- not being lubed there was no way it was going in, but I made my intention clear.

Mike let out a low whistle. "God damn Ollie. You're gonna give me this too?"

"Yeah, you're gonna have to go slow at first though. It's going to be tight."

"I can feel that. Damn your ass is gonna feel amazing around my cock."

"Your cock is going to feel amazing turning my ass into your sperm bank."

Then Mike surprised me. He leaned in and kissed me on the lips, lightly. Yeah, I know I just swallowed his cum, and told him he could fuck me, but still the kiss was unexpected.

"You've made me super hard again."

"I can feel that."

I sat up and swung one of my legs over his chest. I scooted my butt down a bit, until I felt Mike's cock pressing against my crack. I started massaging his chest again, while ever so slightly moving my hips up and down, feeling his cock press against me.

Mike motioned me toward him with a crooked finger. He took my face in his hands and kissed me again, this time with his tongue swirling against mine. I moaned. I rocked my hips backward, feeling his hard cock against my ass, the hotness of it against my hole. I raised my hips more until I felt just the tip of his cock pressing on my asshole. He moaned.

I reached over and picked up the bottle of massage oil. I wasn't sure if this was going to work, but I was bound and determined. I poured some oil on my hands and reached behind me to start slicking his cock up. Mike poured a bit into his hands as well and started going to work on my hole.

The first time I felt his finger pop inside me I gasped.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I... wow." He kept his finger inside me like that for what seemed like an eternity, then he slowly started stroking my hole from the inside. Suddenly I felt an intense feeling that made me light headed. I shuddered.

"That's it dude." Mike said with a grin.

I broke into a sweat. "Oh my... god..."

Mike grinned while slowly fingering me. "Feel good?"

"I... yeah. I think. I mean," I suddenly let out a loud moan and shuddered again. I didn't feel like I was in control of my own body anymore. My dick was sticking straight up in the air, I was sweating like a whore in church, and Mike was slowly teasing my ass with his finger.

"I think you like it," Mike said as I felt a second finger slide inside me. It didn't feel so much like he was stretching me out. He was trying to warm me up. And it was working, big time. "Just think how good my cock is gonna feel."

"Oh god," I was now rocking back and forth on his fingers, trying to get him to press harder.

"You want my cock inside you?"

"Yeah... I... god... Mike..."

"You made me say it, now I want to hear you say it."

"I want your cock in me."

Mike stopped moving his fingers entirely. "Sorry, I'm not sure I understood you, Ollie."

"Mike."

"That's my name."

"I want. Your cock. I want it inside me. I want you to fuck me."

Mike withdrew his fingers and I sighed. This was torture. Then I felt his cock head against my hole again. My heartbeat went into overdrive. This was gonna be it.

"This is what you want?" Mike asked, slowly teasing my hole with his cock.

"Yes. I'm your..."

Mike arched an eyebrow.

"I'm yours. My hole is yours. My mouth. My body. Everything."

His eyes never left mine as felt his cockhead press against my hole. I tried to remember what I was supposed to do, then instinctively relaxed and tried pushing out. His cockhead popped inside me.

"Oh. My. God." It felt impossibly big.

"Take your time, dude," Mike whispered, stroking my arms. "I'm not gonna do anything unless you're ready for it."

"Oh... kay." My breathing was getting heavy.

"You want me to take it out?" he asked. "I don't want to break you the first time we fuck."

I shook my head, but wasn't entirely sure if I meant it.

Mike pulled me down by my shoulders and kissed me tenderly again. "Once you get used to this, me inside you, I think that's all you're going to want."

"That's not," I kissed him deeply. "True."

"You're going to want my big cock inside you all the time aren't you?" I could slowly feel him pressing against my hips. Centimeter by centimeter he was taking more of my hole.

"I... yeah... want," I was making out with him with abandon now.

"Good, because we're gonna do this again, dude. A lot. No girl has ever swallowed my cum, but you loved it."

"Yeah I did."

"And not many girls let me fuck them," Mike whispered.

"You're too... so big... so fucking..." It now felt like I was sliding down a water slide, if the water slide was my friend's rock hard cock. Then I felt it. The tip of his cock rubbed over my prostate. And I fucking lost all control of my senses. I can't even remember what I said, because it wasn't any human language.

Mike had a look of astonishment on his face. And with one smooth, non-stop move, I sat down on him. His full, thick eight and a half inches was inside me to the hilt. I started to shudder uncontrollably. I was a little worried that we did some damage, but it also felt too good. I slowly started rocking my hips.

"There you go buddy," Mike whispered. "You've got it all now."

All I could do was nod. I started rocking my hips faster. With every stroke against my prostate my eyes would roll back in my head. I was drooling. "So... big... so... good," I moaned.

"Yeah babe, ride me like you own my cock. Nice big thick cock that I'll put inside you anytime you need it. Every day if you want. God damn you feel so good."

"You," I whimpered. "Good. Fuck. Me."

Mike slid his hands up my back, which was now covered in sweat. In one swift movement he rolled us over, never once pulling his cock out or slowing down the motion. On instinct I wrapped my hands around his shoulders. I tried wrapping my legs around his waist so I could pull him in tighter, but I wasn't capable of motor functions.

Mike took the hint and lifted my legs over his shoulders. "Yeah, this how you want it Ollie? Your legs open like you're my whore? Your hole totally open to taking my cock as hard and deep as I want?"

"Fuck... me," I moaned.

Mike started to really fuck me now. The gentleness, tenderness, was gone. Now we were animals. Machines. His strokes were long, hard, and relentless, always pulling out til just the tip of his cock was inside me, then slamming back in. Our sweat was mingling. His cock was sending me to another plane. All I could hear was his breathing, and mine, the sound of his hips and balls slapping against my ass while his cock pummeled me mercilessly.

I was impressed with his staying power. Yeah I'd just blown him, and it was an enormous load that I swallowed, but damn if he wasn't fucking me within an inch of insanity. My body felt like jelly. My prostate was screaming in pleasure every few seconds, my limbs were limp. Mike and I were just grunting. We both had one cause -- to make him cum.

Not that I wasn't hard of course, I was from the second he touched my hole. But I didn't feel the need to touch myself. I was truly getting off of letting him use me.

"Ollie... fuck," Mike whimpered.

"You getting close?"

"Yeah... real close. You want me to-"

"Michael if you pull out I swear to god you're never fucking me again."

His pace picked up, "Oh fuck yeah! You're gonna take my load."

It was more of a statement than a question. I think. Just to make sure I started meeting his thrusts back. Where I was finding the strength I don't know. "That's it Mikey, give it to me." The sweat was dripping off his forehead onto my face. "Fill me up man, let me feel that big horse cock shoot inside me."

"Oh fuck," Mike groaned. "I'm gonna-"

Suddenly we were taken by surprise when cum started spontaneously shooting out of my dick. I was experiencing the most intense orgasm of my life, it felt like a full-body orgasm. At that moment every part of me started spasming, including my hole. Mike just yelled "Holy" and thrust deep inside me to the hilt. Stream after heavy stream of his cum was shooting out of his cock and into my guts. It seemed like it took him forever to stop cumming, despite that being his second load. I brought his face toward mine, still out of breath, and started kissing him, licking the sweat off him, my legs still wrapped around his shoulders while he continued to jerk and jolt and twitch, my hole continuing to tighten and loosen each time he pressed his hips against mine. We both wanted his cock to deposit his load as deep inside me as possible.

"Holy fuck." Mike finally muttered.

"Yep." I nodded as I tongued more sweat from his shoulders.