EP21 | The Massage (Patreon)

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

I had woken up in the middle of the night and felt Mark’s hand on my hip…and his hard cock pressing into my ass. The only thing between us was the thin fabric of our boxers.

Before this, I had finally managed to fall asleep, although it took me a while. Even after the hot fuck session with Sean and Justin, I found myself being so horny again, and my dick kept reacting, but I had turned away from Mark, not wanting him to know. I was exhausted after our session, so it made sense to stay here. And I'd messaged my girlfriend to say I was going to crash here after we'd drunk a load of beers, which she was fine about.

But then I was in the same bed as Mark, lying right next to him. And all night I could feel his body against mine, against my back, and I realised this might be a hard night. Cause I just wanted to keep playing with him…

And that’s when I woke up in the middle of the night with a raging boner. It was so hard it was almost angry, tenting my boxers. And as I slowly came to, I realised that Mark's body was against mine, and he also clearly had a raging boner because it was currently pressing against my ass cheeks.

Fuck.

I also realised as I slowly woke up that in my dreams, I'd been grinding my ass against something, and that something was Mark's cock. He was now grinding his cock into mine and making small moaning sounds. I didn't know what to do. I was feeling so horny, and it was the middle of the night. Everything was dark. It almost felt like this wasn't really happening.

And then, before I could think any further, I felt Mark's hand on my hip. He was clearly not asleep anymore. He pulled me into him, and his hard cock was now fully pressing against my ass. I couldn't help but moan a little bit too. His body was directly pressing against mine…I could feel his warm breath on my neck. I arched my back a bit, pushing my ass further against him, and he let out a louder moan. Then I felt his hands on my hips. He slid his hand under the waistband of my shorts, went around and felt my ass, squeezing it with his big hand. I moaned again, and he must have taken that as an invitation, because I felt him now pulling on the waistband of my boxers… pulling them down.

Was this really fucking happening? My brain couldn’t keep up; I was just so horny.

I kicked my boxers off, so I was now naked. And while I did that, Mark must have also taken his off. We resumed our cuddling, but his hard cock was now lying directly against the crack of my ass, and it felt so fucking big. I don't know whether it was being in the middle of the night or just the build-up of this horniness or the darkness, so it didn't really feel real…but we just kept going.

Mark was now kissing the back of my neck, nuzzling into me as he ground his hard cock against my ass cheeks. This went on for a while, just grinding into each other. I felt his hand reach around, and he grabbed onto my hard cock and squeezed it. That made me moan even more. I reached back and felt his hard cock against my crack and ground it even harder against my hole.

I heard him spit, and I felt wet fingers against my hole as he rubbed one of them against it and then slid it inside me.

“Fuckkkkk….” I moaned.

His finger went deeper and deeper until it was all the way inside me. I couldn't believe how good it felt, how much I wanted it further and further inside me, how much I wanted Mark further and further inside me.

I wondered if this was his plan all along, to get me here in his bed, so he could play with my ass. Surely not. But then I also agreed to stay. Was this what I wanted all along? Ever since I'd first felt him touching my hole, rimming me, I'd had an itch I just couldn't scratch. Only Mark's cock could do that, and tonight might be the night that happens. It was so dark we couldn't see each other, and I think that helped. Made it feel like this was just happening in my dreams. Could pretend it wasn't real. Could be more open to doing things I'd be too nervous to do in the daylight.

Mark had wrapped an arm around me now as he started fucking me with his finger, sliding it in and out, opening me up. I was moaning, grunting, making all kinds of noises. This feeling was unleashing something in me, and it was making me so fucking horny. Mark was also moaning, kissing my neck, his hot breath right against my face. I felt him pull out, spit on his fingers again, and add a second digit. And it just felt even better. I pushed my ass back.

"Such a nice fucking ass."

I heard him whisper.

This went on for a while, him fingering me, opening me up, getting me nice and ready for what I suspected was coming next. And then after a while, he pulled his fingers out, and I felt it against my hole, his cock, his fat, thick, raging hard cock directly against my hole, the same hole he just opened up with his fingers. The same hole that was now pushing back against his cock, wanting it. Something I never thought I would, but I couldn't lie. I fucking wanted his cock inside me.

Mark moved away for a second. I heard some movement, maybe a side table being opened? I wasn't sure, and then he came back, and this time his fingers weren't just wet with spit; they were wet with something else. It was lube, I was sure. He rubbed it against my hole, slid some fingers in again, moaned into my neck, but they were quickly removed and replaced by the head of his cock.

I was having a moment now, realising this might be about to happen. Do I really want this? Here I am in my friend's bed while my girlfriend sleeps at our house, and he's about to slide his cock in and fuck me. I'm about to be the bottom, fucked by my straight friend Mark. I'm supposed to be straight too, but God, I fucking want this. I want it so bad. There's no way I'm gonna say no. I need him inside me. It's been so fucking long of a buildup, and now I'm not gonna fight it anymore.

Mark placed the head of his cock against my hole, and I arched my back. And then he pushed. Even with his fingers opening me up, I was still incredibly tight, and it took a while. His head just pushed against my hole for a bit, no movement. It felt painful already, like full up. It's not a feeling I'd ever really had before. I didn't know how to manage it, and then suddenly he moved just a small amount, but I felt my ass literally open wider, and the head of his cock slid inside me.

“Oh fuck. Fuck Joel,” he moaned.

I also moaned out loudly. I couldn't handle these feelings. I didn't even know how to process it. It hurt a lot, but also it felt fucking incredible, like nothing I'd ever felt in my life before. I realised as well that Mark was bareback. He was sliding his raw cock inside me. Luckily, once the head was in, he held it. He didn't move. He was clearly aware that I was a virgin bottom, so I needed this really fucking slow, and he was respecting that.

After leaving it there for a while, I felt him gently hold my hips and pull further in, and his cock slid another inch, maybe even two, inside me. Holy fucking shit! It already felt so massive. How the fuck was it going to take any more of this? He must be all the way inside me, surely.

But I knew that he wasn't. I would go and pick the biggest fucking cock to have as the first time in my ass. Mark wasn't exactly the perfect candidate to break my anal virginity, as he was so fucking huge; I could have started with someone a bit smaller.

But as much as it still hurt, the pleasure side was slowly taking over. It was sending these shivers through my whole body, this hunger, this need to have him all the way in me, and I pushed back, moaning more.

“Fuck yeah! I think you're starting to like it,” Mark whispered.

He held my hips, and then he pushed his entire cock inside me… and I screamed.

The pain was so much, it was crazy. This was nothing like his fingers, nothing like his tongue, nothing like anything I'd ever had before. It sent shockwaves throughout my entire body. Not pleasure, pure pain. But Mark held on, held his cock deep inside me.

Finally, slowly, the pain subsided, and there, on the other side of it, was pure fucking pleasure. Holy fucking shit! It felt incredible.

And then Mark started to fuck me. I'd seen him fucking before, but now he was fucking me. I was the recipient of his fat cock, and god, it felt good. I felt like I became a completely different person. No longer this straight boy who liked being dominant, using a mouth, using an ass, using a pussy...just fucking. Now I was getting fucked, and I couldn't help it… I fucking loved it.

I was moaning, grinding back against him, arching, practically begging for more from him as he started to pick up his pace. It just felt so fucking incredible. I wanted him to stretch me wider. I wanted to be fucking ruined by him. I could feel his hair on my back, and he was already sweating under the covers with me as he started fucking his cock, slamming it up into me, moaning and grunting. It turned me on so much that the sounds of pleasure coming from him were because of my ass.

After a while, he pulled out, and I actually felt disappointed. But he just got up, spread my legs, got on top of me, lined his cock back up, and slid it all the way back inside me as I moaned out loud.

“Fuck yes, now I'm really gonna fuck you hard,” he said.

I spread my legs wide and looked up at this stud of a man, my friend, my straight friend, as he put his hands on my shoulders and started slamming his cock into me, fucking me so hard like he must fuck his misses. I was now the one getting fucked.

And I fucking loved it.

I wanted more and more and more.

And I didn't want him to stop until he'd given me his fucking load.