"Hollywood Deepthroat 2: On My Back"

by hollywooddeepthroat@gmail.com


"You have a nice chest." His hands touched it, his thumbs slowly massaging my nipples. It felt nice, but it was hard to concentrate on such tender attention when his cock was reaming my ass like a jackhammer at the same time.

He'd shown up ten minutes earlier, just as I was stripping for bed. He told me his name was "Chuck," the same trick my host ("Eddie") had pulled. I didn't bother to tell Chuck my name. He was just there to use my throat, or ass, or both. He asked my age, and when I told him I was 28, he replied: "Yeah, me too." (38 was more like it, unless he was 11 when he started showing up in movies.)

"Come to bed, Chuck." I led him from the front door to my bedroom, a short jaunt in Eddie's small guest cottage. My leg was still sporting a cast, so I grabbed onto Chuck for support as we headed to the bed.

"Can you get fucked with that thing?" He was pointing at the cast; his hands formed little scoops, which he used to grope my ass through my briefs.

"Sure. If that's what you want." I reached out to Chuck and ran my hands through his dark hair. He told me he "didn't kiss," so I dropped my hands to his shirt and ripped it off. "Nice chest. Hairy. Mmmmm." I buried my head against his pecs and moved my hands lower. Damn, his cock was nice too.

I laid back on the bed and wrestled with my underwear while Chuck dropped his own pants and boxers. His cock was large... and hard. "You're a precummer, too," I remarked.

"Still, use this." He extracted a long bottle of lube from one of his pants' pockets and tossed it to me. I greased up his dick and applied some to my hole. He used both hands to stroke his dick while I positioned my ass on the edge of the bed.

"It'll be easier if you fuck me standing up." I lifted my good leg and moved the one covered in plaster, so my hole was ready for him.

Chuck wasn't much into foreplay; I winced a little as his dick slid straight into me, not stopping until his shaved nuts were grinding against my ass. He kept his rod buried for almost a minute, and I was almost convinced he was going to pop if he moved it, but then he slowly began to pull himself out of my hole.

Once the head was almost out, he plunged back in, making a delightful little groan. Again, he held his dick in place, squeezing my hips and ass. Pretty soon, he began to fuck me. Faster, and then harder. His dick was one of those slightly curved ones that seem to strike just the right spot inside my ass, so I didn't need any attention on my own cock. If he kept up his hammering, I was going to shoot all over the front of myself.

It was even more difficult to hold back once Chuck started teasing my nipples. I kept feeling myself get close and he knew it.

"Go ahead and shoot. Every time you get close, I can feel your ass squeezing my dick. Shoot. And let your ass milk the cum out of me." His dick was once again buried in my ass. He was making it throb, putting more pressure on my g-spot. "Want me to jack you?"

Cum exploded from my cock before I could even reply. Two spurts into my orgasm, I could feel Chuck's dick begin to flood my ass. He held his cock in place, apparently wanting to make sure every drop ended up inside me. Once he was sure he was done, he pulled out and left me on my back, legs spread. I held my position and watched him dress, and leave without speaking another word.