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Andy is Trying - Chapter 16
🕑 Added 2025-03-06 11:00:03 +0000 UTCANDY IS TRYING
Chapter 16: Andy tackles a Monster
“Hey, Andy. Ready for your weekend, I see.”
My heart started racing instantly.
We had not been by ourselves in weeks.
“Hey, David.”
He pressed 26 and the elevator started going up.
This was awkward.
And believe me, when you are in a situation like this, you realize how narrow an elevator can really be.
Was I supposed to say something?
Was total silence, okay?
I supposed it would have been preferable to what David said next.
“Lucky for you, having plans on Valentine’s Day…”
That triggered something in me. A lingering frustration, some anger even, that I had been forced to hide for the last month and a half.
“You don’t get to be jealous.” I said, harshly.
I think that surprised him.
What did he think? That I would apologize for spending the week-end with a great guy while he was literally married.
We were going up fast.
13th, 14th, 15th, 16th floor.
David remained quiet until he pulled a move that I had only seen in movies.
He pressed the emergency stop button.
The elevator stopped brutally between the 17th and 18th floor.
I was stunned.
We were side by side so I was not looking at David. At this point, I did not even dare to glance at him.
What the fuck was he doing?
He seemed as clueless as I was. It must have been an impulsive response.
Unless that, as often, he was simply taking the time to think about what he would say next.
David was much better at this game than I was.
I refrained myself from speaking but it was torture to let this strained silence go on.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, - but which was probably thirty seconds in real life, - David talked.
“I’m sorry.”
“For… For what?”
My mouth was dry but I tried to remain collected.
“Andy, look at me.”
Shit.
It would become tougher to stay calm.
My palms were sweaty.
His piercing blue eyes were getting me every time.
I turned my face towards my boss.
“David, I’m done with the games.”
“I know. I cannot say that I regret what we’ve done together, but I’m sorry for the way things ended.”
“We both knew it would end this way.”
“After what happened at Christmas, I wanted to reach out to you but, frankly, I came up empty. What could have I possibly said?”
I looked away.
He sighed.
“Still, it was unfair to leave you like that.”
“I haven’t contacted you either.” I spoke.
“That wasn’t your responsibility. When Rebecca told me she was going to talk to you, I let her handle this. I was such a coward.”
“That conversation was fine and for the love of God, stop acting as if I didn’t know exactly what I was doing. I’m not a child.”
Honestly, I was angrier at myself than I was at him.
“When you care about someone, you don’t want them to be hurt, or to feel uncomfortable, in any way. It jeopardized your work, your career… Just let me apologize to you. Sincerely. I am sorry.”
I felt myself tearing up.
I guess I needed to hear these words more than I had realized.
“Apologies accepted.” My voice cracked.
He smiled faintly.
“You’re right by the way. This was stupid of me to comment about your week-end and this is even more wrong for me to be jealous. I am though. This is true. But you shouldn’t have to see it or to feel it in any way.”
It was getting difficult to prevent my tears from falling.
Maybe David was a player, maybe he was just a very skilled manipulator, but for the life of me, I felt his sincerity.
If it weren’t from the wooden box I was carrying, I may have fallen all over again, I may have thrown everything away and kissed him.
“I could quit.” I finally said.
“Non sense.”
“I don’t want things to be weird. You have a campaign to run, and to win.”
“Or I could finally be professional and respectful.” He replied.
I chuckled awkwardly.
“I heard this song before.”
“Andy, I’m a mess. I’ve made the wrong choices and I have to live with them.”
“Rebecca is a great woman.”
I am not sure why I said that.
Maybe I could not bear the thought of hearing him say that a woman that I admired so much was a “wrong choice.”
“She is.” He agreed.
“Listen David, we fucked up. It’s over now.”
“Once again, you’re right.”
He slid his index under my eye to pick up a single tear.
“Please, don’t touch me.”
“I didn’t mean to… But of course. Should we… Should we go to the office?”
“Just let me a second to… To look presentable.”
“Take your time. We’ll go when you’re ready.”
I took three long and deep breaths.
I was not expecting such an intense conversation so early in the morning.
I knew this was really over now. After all this time, we finally had the break-up conversation.
I had not even realized that this had been a meaningful relationship. But it was. It had been anyway.
I had to process this.
It was the last time we would be together like this, in another context than the strictly professional one.
David remained steady next to me.
He was like a rock; nothing could shake him.
He did not press me; he did not add a word. He waited for my instructions to press on “26” again.
I wiped my glasses and took one last deep breath.
“I’m ready. Let’s go.”
The irony?
When the doors of the elevator opened again, Rebecca was standing behind it.
As always, she did not show any sign of awkwardness as her husband and the man who had been sleeping with her husband came out.
Thank God, Thompson needed to see me and I was very busy with work for the rest of the day.
Perfect opportunity to sweep my feelings under the rug.
*
I barely had time to lunch and Laurie nicely brought me a sandwich from a nearby bakery.
I obviously did not tell her anything about what Cody had planned for her that night.
She was smart enough not to ask.
I did not reveal what were my surprises for Darius either.
She was, as always, super excited for the continuation of our story but I did not feel like talking to her about the one-way ticket to my asshole.
At 4 p.m., she was the one interrupting me during yet another meeting with Thompson and Philips because someone was waiting for me in the lobby.
Bradley told me to hurry to join him while Thompson pouted and gave me his most despising look.
Bitter frustrated man, I thought.
When I left, David Crown was already gone. He had spent less than an hour at the office that day.
But I was done thinking about him.
My prince charming was waiting for me and I had to give Darius all the attention he deserved.
I say prince charming because in many ways, this evening felt like a fairy tale.
From the ride in his car where I kept my hand on his thigh the whole two-hours, to our arrival in a beautiful hotel in the Pocono Mountains, to the chic Michelin’s star restaurant he invited me to dinner in, I was treated like I had never been treated before.
It was almost too good to be true.
That being said, I had never been to such a fancy restaurant and the experience was a bit disappointed.
Sure, the food was good but I was still hungry when I got out.
I guess this is part of the deal with this type of establishments.
Why do they offer portions so small?
Of course, I did not complain to Darius and told him it was perfect but he was the one suggesting that we should stop for ice-cream on our way to our hotel room.
“Babe, have you seen your body and have you seen mine? If you’re still hungry, imagine how I feel!” He told me.
I grabbed his big arm.
Indeed, Darius was probably more than twice my size.
“How do you imagine your own restaurant; will it be that fancy?” I asked.
“God no, I want a popular place with real food, real portions and real people.”
“Why did you bring me here then?”
“Because I heard this was the best restaurant in the area and I wanted the best for us.”
He kissed me.
What had I done to deserve this?
We went back to our room with a bottle of champagne and a large jar of Haagen Dazs ice cream.
At this point, I could not wait to offer him my gifts.
Even though they felt silly compared to the week-end he was treating me with, I was eager to see his reaction.
The only issue was, while we were eating the ice cream, things got a little spicy a bit too fast.
It started with Darius licking melted chocolate on my lips, then I sucked some from his finger, and quickly enough, we were both shirtless, eating our desert off each other’s bodies.
His monster cock had seriously woken up under the suit pants he was wearing for the occasion.
The bulge was simply obscene. I loved it.
“Take my pants off if you dare.” He whispered in my ears.
I grabbed his waistband instantly.
I slid his pants down and I was about to rip his boxer briefs as well when I thought that it might be better to let him know about the few surprises that I had for him before we had sex.
Especially, for one surprise in particular.
“Wait here.” I said, jumping from the bed.
“Where are you going, babe? Come back.”
He was licking his own lips, lying on the sheets.
“I’ve got something for you.”
“Oh, really?”
“You didn’t think that I would forget to offer my boyfriend some presents for Valentine’s Day?”
He straightened up.
“Presents? Plural?”
“Don’t get too excited, I don’t think it matches the week-end you’ve planned for us. Still, I hope you’ll like them.”
I handed him the wooden box.
He kissed my wrist while taking it.
“I’m sure I’ll love this.”
We sat down on the bed together, in our underwear, our legs crossed as he started opening his presents.
I was anxious but excited.
“An apron. That’s clever.” He spoke.
“Unfold it.”
“Okay… What is the… Oh!”
His eyes brightened.
“Do you like it?”
“Chez Darius.” He read. “That’s very sweet.”
“It’s for your future restaurant. Don’t you want to try it?”
“Of course, I do!”
He stood up and put the apron on over his briefs.
Damn, he looked sexy like that!
Not only his muscular physique was stunning but because he knew I liked it better, he had been letting his hair grow lately.
“What do you think? Do I look like a restaurant’s owner?”
“Shirtless with an apron on, you look more like a porn star right now, but still, I dig it!”
He laughed.
“You’re a naughty boy!”
“Come back here. You’ve got more stuff to open.”
Including my ass, but that would come later.
Next, I had wrapped the watch I had selected with Laurie. It was a bit pricey and I hoped that he would like it.
“Wow, babe. That’s a lot! It’s too much.”
“Are you kidding? Have you seen the hotel we’re staying in?”
“I love it, Andy. Thank you.”
We kissed again and it turned into a sloppy make-out session. I had to stop it before I would end up sucking him off.
The next surprise was completely home-made.
He did not understand what it was at first.
“It’s a journal where you’ll be able to note and archive all your favorite recipes. For now, I’ve just written down the meals you’ve made for me but there are many more pages to fill.”
I could tell he was getting emotional and that almost got me emotional as well.
“Who knew you were such a romantic?” He asked me, visibly flustered.
“I was just waiting for the right guy, I suppose. I don’t know, it’s not much. Just an idea that I had.”
“It’s amazing. And I want to fill so many of those pages with you.”
Again, you have to pardon me for the pun, but I was also looking forward more filling from Darius.
“You’re not done, keep going.”
In the next envelope, there were a few memorabilia of our souvenirs together. Movie theatre’s tickets, party favors from the new year’s celebration…
“You kept all of those?”
“I guess I am a romantic.”
Darius held me into his arms, so tight, I felt so secure and rewarded for the efforts I had put in.
In that moment, David was far gone from my thoughts. (Finally!)
“I’m afraid to find out what the last thing is.”
“Trust me, I’m afraid about your reaction as well but it’s too late now.”
“Wait… Is that a plane ticket?!”
Fuck.
I had not thought about this, that he could believe that I had actually booked us a travel.
“No! Shit. That’s so dumb. You might be disappointed now.”
“What is it?”
“Just a silly joke. Read it.”
I felt myself blushing.
Again, the idea had seemed so fun when I had come up with it, and now, it felt so wrong when Darius was holding the boarding pass.
“One way ticket to…” He stopped reading.
“Darius, I…”
He burst out laughing.
“Babyyyy! You’re a naughtyyyyyy, naughtyyyyy man!”
He tackled me on the bed and kissed me all over my chest.
All this time, he had been wearing his brand-new apron.
“I thought it was funny.” I justified myself.
“Funny? Look how a ticket to your ass makes my dick react!”
I did not have to look; I felt it rising underneath the apron.
“Good.” I spoke. “That was the intended reaction.”
I kissed him on the lips.
“You’re serious though? We can take our time; I’m not in a hurry…”
“Babe, I’ve been dying to… to move to the next phase for weeks but then, I thought about this silly surprise and so, I waited until now.”
“Really?”
“Of course, really. Don’t you want to fuck me?”
“Andy! How could you even ask a question like that?! I’ve been wanting to get inside that tight ass since day one!”
We both chuckled.
“Let me see it.”
“What?”
“Your cock, at full mast! It always gets me in the mood.”
He pulled away from me for an instant, just to remove his apron and to reveal his hard girthy cock, poking out of his briefs.
“Like that?”
“Take everything off, babe.”
On cue, he stripped down for me.
Honestly, I was the luckiest guy in the world.
Both his cock and balls were humongous, towering before my eyes. I was used to it by then, but at the same time, I could not get accustomed to the size of his XXL junks.
And his dick was not only big, it was beautiful too.
It was uncut, very veiny, thick and often dripping at the tip.
It was like a large dildo, the monster black ones you see on some websites, but miraculously come to life.
“You’re sure you don’t think it’s too big?”
“Dar, I’ve never thought that. Not once.”
He was a bit more serious when he added: “But I don’t wanna hurt you.”
Ah, the torments and sorrows of packing an abnormally large horse dick in his pants.
We do not talk about that problem enough.
“I can take it. This is part of the surprise actually.”
“What do you mean?”
I gave him my cheekiest smile.
“I trained for it.”
His gigantic cock throbbed heavily. I felt like a flute player controlling a snake, and in this case, a black anaconda.
“You have?”
“Every night we didn’t spend together, I was getting ready for you. I may even have purchased some dildos for that sole purpose.”
I grabbed his waist and dragged him down on the bed with me.
“Wait. Just a second.” He spoke.
“I cannot wait anymore.”
I held his cock and stroked it. I was on fire.
I needed Darius to fuck me. I had been anticipating this moment for way too long.
“I just wanna give you something to make this even better.”
“What?”
He sat on the carpet and searched for something in the coat which had been thrown on the floor beneath the bed earlier.
“Here, Andy. Take this.”
It was a tiny black box.
“Jewelry?”
“Just open it.”
“Darius, no. You were already in charge of this week-end, you cannot buy me something else.”
“I couldn’t resist. It just made me think about you.”
I slid down on the floor to be with him.
The bright orange light dazzled me as soon as I opened the box.
It was a beautiful rock, which almost looked like it was lit up, - as if it was currently on fire -, attached to a necklace.
“Wow. What’s this?”
“I’m not sure but it made me think of your hair, of your energy too. It’s called an eternal flame.”
“But Darius, that’s too much.”
“It was pretty cheap, you know. I found it on a market. The seller was a great guy, he told me it was a symbol of life, joyful vibes, and purification.”
“Babe, seriously… I don’t think I deserve this.”
For some reason, David popped back into my mind.
Somehow, his gift scared me.
It was so thoughtful that I felt overwhelmed.
In all of my previous relationships, I was always the one getting too invested, but this time around, Darius seemed to be falling for me for real.
“Would you let me put it around your neck?”
It felt risky.
“Of course.”
He licked my ear as he put the jewelry on.
“It looks beautiful on you.”
“It really seems like the orange is glowing and piercing through the rock.”
“Just like a burning flame. Yes.”
My imposter syndrome and my self-saboteur were polluting my brain with dark thoughts but Darius’ smile was sufficient to push them all away.
At least for now.
Although, I did not get to watch his smile for long.
A second later, Darius was sliding my boxer briefs down with his teeth. The kinky fucker was ready for action!
As you can imagine, I was stiffed and all ready to feel his big lips around my cock.
Darius sucked me off while feeling my balls and I moaned softly.
He was delicate for his initial back and forth, but then, he bobbed up and down at a rapid pace, proving that he was hungry for more than ice-cream at night.
I was caressing his hair while he was blowing me.
When he had made my cock so wet that it dripped down, he used the slime to lube my asshole.
Already, he was getting there, playing with my pucker and eating my pink hole.
I felt his tongue invading me.
He was going very deep, feeling my tissues, searching the walnut that was my g-spot.
My whole body tensed.
“Hmmm…”
Obviously though, he could not reach my prostate with his tongue, he would have to use something bigger.
I could hardly wait!
“You’re feeling good, babe?” He asked.
“Come here. Kiss me. I wanna feel my ass on your lips.”
The following make-out session was sloppy and raunchy as fuck. Darius was definitely not so delicate anymore.
I was scratching his back.
The cook started dirty talking.
“I can feel it… I feel it burning inside of me… The excitement… My cock’s going insane since I know… Since it knows where this is going… Since my cock knows it’s about to fuck you… I want to fuck you so freaking bad, Andy.”
I got chills when he said that.
“Lie down on the bed.” I commanded.
Naked and hard, he complied.
His dick was twitching so much against his stomach that it looked alive, like an independent being.
We were three in the fancy hotel room. It was me, Darius, and his big black cock.
“What are you gonna do with me, Andy?”
“Anything you’ll let me.”
“I’m yours, then.”
He put his hands behind his head.
His entire anatomy was mine to use.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, Mister Jackson. I’m not messing around tonight.”
“Try me, Mister White!”
I got on my hands and knees on the queen size bed and I started my journey around his feet.
I put his big toe in my mouth. Then, I licked his sole. And I looked at him when I started sucking on his other toes.
Below his horned-up face, his dick had never looked that hard (and that gigantic). It was leaking everywhere and Darius was not even touching himself.
That thing may have been eleven-inch long. A true to form monster cock.
I put four toes in my mouth and droplets of precum slid from his tip to his hairy balls.
He had not trimmed, I was glad.
After servicing his feet, I licked him from his ankles to his thighs. I wanted to feel every inch of his shredded bulky physique under my tongue.
I did not stumble onto any part which was not delicious.
I carefully went around his engorged penis but I did swallow some of his male juice in the process.
As I said, the guy had been leaking proficiently.
When I was around his groin and his pelvis, I felt his massive body experiencing spams.
I continued my exploration.
Next were the abs. The full pack. I kissed every single brick forming the eight-pack.
I had to grab the big black cock and moved it around to make sure I was not missing any inch.
This motion systematically induced a bodily reaction from Darius. Often a spam, sometimes a tiny jump.
“Fuck… Fucking hell, Andy… That’s torture… It’s so good that it’s torture…”
He was on edge.
I moved up to his upper chest, I slurped on his large bouncy pecs and nipples.
His tits were hard.
I bit them a little, he slightly moaned.
I had more of Darius to enjoy.
I moved on to his displayed armpits. Hairy and sweaty. I sniffed and serviced them thoroughly.
I was now lying on Darius’ body and my own cock was rubbing against his.
I was not small but he was so big that the size difference felt staggering there.
I had more of a feast of his contracted biceps, his neck and even his face.
More and more, I was like a dog in heat.
Darius did not move. He kept his promise. His entire body was mine to enjoy.
Only when I was back on his full lips, he French-kissed me.
At that point, he also felt up my ass. He was spreading my ass cheeks while we were making out.
“Your body is too tasty, Darius.”
“Your tongue is too perfect, Andy.”
I went back down.
There were two places I had not visited yet. His cock and his asshole. Last but not least!
I swallowed his wet boner.
It was difficult, not only because he was so big, but also because I had never felt Darius this hard.
His cock was tense and rigid. It was pulsating between my lips and under my tongue.
I had blown the beast before so I knew that I could do it again. I gagged but kept going.
Darius clenched his fist, probably in an attempt not to blow his loads directly into my throat.
I finished my exploration with his ass.
“Put your legs in the air… Let me see…”
Once again, he obliged.
Just like his cock, his hairy asshole was pulsating. Because his ass cheeks were so large, I had to spread them apart to catch it, winking at me.
I ate his soggy butthole and it was better than the Michelin star’s restaurant. You can trust my expertise on that.
I attempted to give him as much pleasure as I was feeling when he was the one rimming my ass.
I dove deep with my tongue, I searched his cavity, I spat on his anal ring.
From down there, I felt the precum sliding on my face.
The guy could not stop leaking!
I lapped everything around his balls. I did not play with his big nuts for too long though because the spasms were back as soon as I touched them.
And I needed them full for the next stage of the plan!
I lied back on top of him. My sweaty chest against his sweaty chest. We were one.
Darius was clearly in a bliss.
“That was so freaking good, babe. All of it.”
“Your turn.” I muttered.
“You’re sure… I won’t go easy on you…”
“I think your dick is sufficiently lubed up now.”
As I was rubbing myself against him, the truncheon which was his cock was finding its way into my crack.
Good Lord, it was thick and heavy.
“I’ll cum inside you, Andy.”
He played with my necklace.
“Please, do.”
SLAM.
He spanked my ass.
“Ahh.” I gasped.
“You’ve woken up the monster.”
Indeed, I felt it moving up and down, firmly lodged in my crack.
“I’m not afraid of monsters anymore.” I replied.
He smiled, and in a swift move, Darius completely turned me over.
It was impressive to feel his real strength, how easily he could manhandle me if he had just wanted to.
It only made me understand how soft and careful he had been so far.
In an instant, he was on top of me.
He stuck his tongue out so I would kiss and lick it like that.
That was a pornish type of move and I liked it.
He went down on me, following the opposite path I had gone through with him.
Darius started with my neck, my chest, my sensitive nipples, “Ahhh…”, my much-less shredded abs and he ended up all over my ass.
I lifted my legs in the air and brought my thighs towards my belly.
He needed an unencumbered access to my yearning hole.
In another surprising motion, he shoved two fingers in my mouth. I sucked them off avidly.
Once they were lubricated with my saliva, he shoved them somewhere else.
“Aaah… Fuck!”
“Shh… Relax, babe… I’m only getting started.”
My whole body was sweating and convulsing as he buried his index and middle finger deeper into me.
Already, he was tickling my prostate.
“Darius… It’s too… Hmmm…”
“Should I stop?”
He shoved a third finger in.
Looked like my dildo training was paying off, I thought.
“No! Don’t stop! Never stop!”
Friction after friction, Darius was going further in my insides, he was also properly stretching me.
I literally felt my asshole opening up.
My dick was leaking as much as his monster cock at this stage.
A couple minutes later, he went back with his tongue around my balls and against my hole, achieving the preparation for the sodomy to come.
Six weeks since we had been together and here, we were.
“Are you ready, babe?”
“I… Hmmm… I’m ready…”
He lifted my legs some more and held my waist at the same time.
He was very good with his hands, and not only to cook tasty meals.
“I’ll make you feel good, honey.”
“Please…”
He was rubbing his cock against my pucker, so close to entering me.
The wait was unbearable.
“You want it? You want to feel my big fat cock inside of you?”
“Aaaah… God… Pleeaaase!”
He spat on his dick one last time before pushing it in.
I think I will remember the moment when I felt the first pop, the breach in, for the rest of my life.
A girthy warm rod was penetrating my hole.
“Relax, babe… Hmmm… I’m making my way inside your tight ass.”
“I… I feel you… You’re so thick.”
“And you’re so narrow.”
He leaned over to kiss me and as he did, more inches of his bone plunged inside of me.
He was tearing me apart.
Darius started the back and forth slowly.
I imagined how my hole was probably gaping to welcome his XXL dong. That thought alone got my dick spurting more precum.
“Babe… Hmmm… Keep going… I’m okay… This is…. Hmmm…”
“Shhh… You deserve this… You deserve all of my meaty dick inside of you.”
I was seeing stars.
I held onto something to keep my composure as the shivers going through my body had never felt so intense.
I grabbed his large ass. It was the closest thing I could hold on to.
There would be traces of my finger nails all over his back and muscular bum once we would be done.
But I did not want to be done.
Sometimes, the pleasure was so intense that I wanted everything to stop, but sometimes, I simply wished this could last forever.
His hips motions became stronger.
More of his dick invaded me.
I could not tell how many inches. I could not tell much anyway, lost in my recurring anal orgasms.
He was hitting the right spot, time after time.
I was receiving electric waves of pleasure, bang after bang.
His grunting against my ear, his panting over my face, the droplets of sweat dripping on my lips, the smell of our fucking, all of those things were almost better than the pounding in itself.
It was an experience appealing to my five senses.
“Aargh.”
A groan louder than the rest.
He was going through something unique as well.
The drilling of my hole turned rougher. Darius wrapped his massive black hands around my neck.
He stared in my eyes as he fucked me harder.
I started moaning with a high-pitched voice.
“More?” He dared me.
I nodded yes.
He wanted to hear me say it.
“Tell me!”
“More… Mmm… More… Use me.”
I could hardly recognize myself.
“I’ll bang you until you… Hmmm… You beg me to stop.”
Darius was turning me into someone else. He was literally digging into a part of my soul that I did not know.
He tightened his grip around my neck and only then, I realized that he had still many inches of cock to shove inside of me.
When I thought we had reached the base, there were still more to come.
And fucking hell, he was so girthy!
“I’m your ragdoll… Hmmm… Do what you please… I… Hmmm… I need your dicking.”
“Don’t say stuff like that, you’re driving me crazy!”
“I’m yours… Hmmm… All yours…”
One of his hands was around my neck, the other went down and brushed my nipples.
“You’re gonna make me cum… Andy, you’re gonna make me bust…”
He caressed my cock.
Turned out, I was the one who would cum first.
I started nutting before he even started stroking it.
I jizzed so hard that I hit my own chin with the first volley of sperm.
Darius licked it off.
Definitely, we were both very hungry.
“Aaaah… Aaaah… Dar… God… Good God… Aaaaaaaaaaah…”
I lost my mind.
He did not stop banging me as I ejaculated on our respective bodies.
Hell, he even went harder at it! He was drilling the hell out of me.
“You want my milk? You want my cream in your guts?”
“I…. I…. Hmmmm…”
I tried to speak but I could not say a single coherent word.
I was gone.
“I’m wrecking your ass, babe, and you’re begging me for more!”
My cock was still releasing ropes of fresh cum.
For a second there, I seriously thought that I was about to faint.
That damn cock ploughing my ass was not a monster, it was a blessing, a gift, a treasure, and for sure, Darius was a giver.
“Tell me you want my balls’ cream!”
“Yes… Hmmmmm… Yes…. Yeeeeees.”
He gave me one deep thrust.
I felt it hard.
The bone was throbbing inside of me. No dildo could have imitated this.
“I’m gonna fill you up so bad. Arrgh.”
Another deep thrust.
And another.
I lost count.
I saw stars again.
I grabbed his neck which was there, somewhere above me, everything was in a blur.
We kissed.
One last thrust and I felt his cock moving even more. In fact, his entire body was shaking now.
He groaned when he ejaculated in my destroyed asshole.
Each spasm told me that another volley of fresh cum was hitting my guts. There were many of them. Darius’ orgasm was long and intense.
Just like mine.
We were both drenched when his dick started deflating inside of me.
Collapsing onto me and still panting, he said the four words that may change everything.
“Andy… I… love… you.”
