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Can't Cross The Line


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Can’t Cross The Line

 

Ever since going on PrEP, I have occasionally allowed my inner sperm pig to rule me. I don’t think I’m ever going to be a bathhouse guy, not that there’s anything wrong with that. I jack off to those stories on this site just like I do the one-on-ones. Especially when they’re creamy stories. But once in a while...that side of me gets to come out and be the pig I know I am.

 

In late 2013, I started sucking off a guy with whom I connected through Craigslist. (As you can see, I’m not THAT much of a goody-two-shoes.)  He responded to an advertisement, and when he showed up, we both had that recognition that this was the guy we wanted to find at the door. You know that good surprise feeling of, OH. YEAH, THIS WORKS. He was somewhat scruffy, bearded, kinda soft spoken, a bit like an IT guy who knows his stuff but gets nervous around people.  At first glance he appeared to be of an average build, but when he was naked I enjoyed the sight of his dedication at the gym:  toned, without being excessively muscular.  He really enjoyed it that I made no effort to disguise my enjoyment of his his fat biceps and chest.  And his dick. Well, it was perfect.  It was nine inches and thick - I mean, real fucking inch-by-inch-by-inch all the way to nine.

 

So I sucked his cock, and he loved it.  Then his aggressive side came out, and he didn't hesitate to grab my hair or pull my head down to the base of his cock. He thought he was torturing me by putting his hands behind my skull and pushing his cock all the way down my throat, but I surprised him by being able to relax, and take him far deeper than he apparently expected of me.  This went on for a while.

 

I wanted him to fuck me and brought up the possibility.  He couldn’t, he said. It was the line he couldn’t cross. Everything but that.

 

Pretty soon we were doing everything but that. He loved rimming me, fingering me, kissing, holding each other. He likes bears. I loved having that muscle dude with his huge cock in my throat. He really got into it when we were physical. I splattered throat juice all over his dick ‘cause he liked it wet and sloppy.

 

I really wanted him to fuck me. I would talk dirty to him while lightly jacking his spit-soaked cock about breeding and making his babies in me and his ass squirmed off the ground, straight up and he moaned as if I had punched him. Yeah, he liked that kinda talk. I included it regularly, hoping to tempt him.  But it was the line he couldn’t cross.

 

One night we did all those things in front of a roaring fire and I let him know I was completely serious. I didn’t do this for a lot of guys, but if he wanted, he could cum in me. I would take his sperm. He was surprised by this (despite our dirty talk – talk is just talk) and said he was honored, but he couldn’t. Couldn’t do that one thing. So I sucked him off until he shot his huge load into my throat. Did I mention that? Shoots a lot of sperm and really lets himself holler while he does it. I think it’s one of the only time he lets himself go, when he shoots.

 

In November of 2014, he sent me a text saying he needed to take a break. Not just from me, but he had a couple suck buddies outside the relationship and he needed time off from fooling around. Commit to the relationship amongst other things. He hinted there was more going on in his life than I knew about it, so he asked me not to take it personally.

 

He was cool about it, so I was also, and wished him well, suggesting he contact me in a month, three months, or even a year later if he changed his mind. No harm, no foul. I liked sucking him off, but no strings means no strings. He owed me nothing and vice versa. We exchanged a few more texts but that was it.

 

I was bummed I never felt that huge cock inside me, never heard him scream until he blew it all out up my thick butt.  Oh well. Life happens. He was pretty committed to never fucking anyway.

 

Well, I'm here to tell ya, I’ve got his cum in my ass right now, while I’m typing this. Seriously, guys. Still inside me. It’s swimming up into my gut.

 

I contacted him last month after roughly six months of no contact and said, “Hey, hope things are going well. No expectation you reply, but I was just thinking about you. Be well.”

 

He replied almost immediately, thanked me, said he was working shit out. We texted a few more texts, just polite shit, and he was gone.

 

Last week, he started texting me again. Free? You free now? You gonna be free tomorrow around 4?

 

I knew I’d suck him off again soon and that was awesome, but I wondered how far I could push him into breeding. I decided that since this might be a one-time-only reunion, I’d push him pretty far. See if I could break him.

 

We make plans to get together today, Saturday, around 7pm. He was to do as he used to do, come in the bedroom and find me naked. We’d do all the normal stuff.

 

I texted him for the two hours before hand, asking him questions about things that would turn him on. Had this big conversation if he liked the word pussy during dirty talk sex because we are both masculine and yet that word…that word…in the right context….he would go nuts when I said the words ‘get me pregnant, man…’ and so I used text messages to drive him nuts.

 

He let me know he still had that line he couldn’t cross and I said it was okay, but just to let *him* know, I would be fully cleaned out and breeding-ready (and willing) if he changed his mind. I emphasized I was ready to bear his seed. I wanted his splatter.

 

He came over tonight. Started by rimming my ass and I talked filthy to him. Talked a ton about breeding and the intimacy between us if he did and we both knew how much he needed to unload his hard cock in this pink, pink hole. I drove him nuts and he eager attacked my ass lips, slobbering them open and then using his fingers to kinda roughly enter me next.

 

I asked him if he liked it that it hurt, a little at least, to take his hard fingers. If he liked to hear me groan with discomfort. He said he did. Yeah, it turned him on. He didn’t want me to cry and bawl in pain (um…maybe) but he liked imagining my cock hurt my insides, roughed them up, but I still wanted it deeper. I started in on how those abrasions were tearing the capillaries so his pure white and my red-blooded ass walls would merge and create this beautiful, pink goo if he came inside me today.

 

Drove him nuts.

 

He put his dick head on that hole and pushed, just a tiny, tiny bit. I groaned and talked about how real that felt, how real that he was almost causing me to flinch and my hole was slicked open.

 

I said, “I bet you like to slide that huge dick inside in one stroke.”

 

He said, “Yeah. I do.”

 

“Even if it causes discomfort.”

 

His dick got harder in my crack and he said, “Yeah. I do. Are you ready to suck my dick?”

 

I gave him the best head I could. Slobbered it wet.

 

Stopped to occasionally talk about his favorite fucking positions.

 

Sucked him from an angle where his fingers could reach my ass. I gave him some coconut oil and suggested he use it on his finger to give him deeper access. I suggested he pay attention to how my tight hole gripped him. This went on for 15 minutes, him timing my sucks down to the base of his dick with the jabs to my ass.

 

At one point (and this is when I knew I was going for broke), I pulled off his cock and said, “Your dick is super soaked with my spit. My insides are soaked with yours right now. If this is when we were gonna fuck, now would be the moment.”

 

He chuckled but less then three minutes later, he said, “Are you serious about getting fucked?”

 

My hopes shot up. Could this really be happening? At last?

 

I said, “Yeah. I am. Raw. No pulling out.”

 

He said, “Okay. Let’s do it.”

 

I got into position—on my stomach—immediately because I didn’t want him to change his mind. This had to happen fast. He had been really good about not crossing that line, and we had had some great times in the past. Really fucking hot.

 

I felt his cock head push into my hole and I said, “Ready.”

 

He said, “I’m warning you, this isn’t going to take long. Honestly.”

 

I said, “Even better. I want your big cock’s DNA to splatter me, man. Go for it. Knock that pussy up.”

 

He moaned and slid his entire cock into me.

 

It was big. I mean, felt damn big. But he had been jabbing my ass pretty deep with his fingers, so he went balls deep on the first stroke and I groaned in pain and said, “Fuck, it hurts a little. Fuck!” This turned him on and made him punch his dick in deeper.

 

I talked really dirty to him about that second ring, and that second ring predators were the worst breeding offenders because everyone know that second chamber was just sticky for seed. If babies are gonna happen, it’s gotta be in that place, that deep. The filthier I talked about pregnancy and breeding, his masculine power over me, this ultimate in surrender…he loved it. Fucked harder. Faster.

 

Faster.

 

He lasted almost five minutes, which impressed me. I thought he was gonna shoot right away.

 

He said, “It’s gonna happen. Holy shit, it’s gonna happen.”

 

I had nine-fat inches of thick thick cock pounding my hole, going deep. My cheerleading on getting importance of deep breeding inspired him. A few seconds later, he shouted, “Oh god…”

 

Then he started bucking.

 

He screamed.

 

I started yelling, “RIGHT NOW! RIGHT NOW! IT’S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!”

 

Every time he pumped my ass with his hips, I yelled it. I dunno. Seemed hot at the time, to acknowledge the very second, the very moment the sperm’s journey began.

 

He pumped a huge nutload into me.

 

And then he kept fucking me. Wouldn’t pull out. Didn’t want to pull out. I talked about his making it creamy, making it a frothy paste in there now, but I was on auto-pilot. As a guy who doesn’t get fucked all that often, and only bred a handful of time, it was incredible to lie there thinking, “I’m full of his seed. I’m full of this muscle guy’s seed. It’s flowing in me.”

 

He finally crossed the line.

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