Chapter 29 Freddie
Freddie
I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
I push my cock against Shaun’s entrance, meeting resistance. Of course—it’s his first time. Even after practicing with the toy, he’s bound to be tense. Using the small bottle I brought with me, I apply some extra lube to his hole, making him shudder.
“Relax, Shaun. Let me in.”
I feel the rings of firm muscle loosen slightly.
“Good boy,” I say. Then, gently, I push.
The noises Shaun makes when I slide into him are unreal.
He moans and whimpers with a vibrato so deep, I can feel it through my cock.
Be gentle, Freddie, I remind myself. It takes all my willpower to hold back as I push deeper and deeper into his passage, the walls of thick virgin muscle barely loose enough to take my girth. He feels fucking fantastic.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
“Yeah,” he breathes.
I hold still inside him for a few moments before asking, “Ready for more?”
“Yes!”
Shaun’s body spasms as I give him all of me, squeezing and tightening around my cock like he never wants to let it go. His ass is a work of art, heavy and wide and rippling with muscle. A low, buttery groan rumbles in my chest.
“Fuck, Shaun. You feel so good.”
Shaun’s moans intensify. He’s clearly too racked with pleasure to form coherent sentences.
And the boy ain’t seen nothing yet…
“I’m gonna move now, okay?”
Shaun grunts his approval. I roll my hips and start fucking him. I go slow, letting him adapt to me. It’s like a workout with how tight he is. The pressure on my dick is unbelievable.
Shaun whimpers, gripping onto the table with white knuckles. His back muscles are spread out like a mountain range, hard and tense.
“Try to relax,” I say in a gentle purr. “You’re squeezing me so tight.”
He sighs and I feel him loosen a little.
“Sorry,” he gasps.
“Don’t you apologise.” I’m sliding in and out of him a little easier now. “You’re perfect.”
I reach around him with one hand and wrap my fingers around his cock. Slowly, in time with my own thrusts, I start to stroke him.
“Fuck, Freddie!”
“Oh, I am,” I say. With my free hand, I slap his left butt cheek and he grunts with pleasure.
I pick up speed and Shaun grips the table harder, his big arms quivering as the ride gets bumpy.
Like a piston, I pump his cock. His shaft is rock hard in my grip.
Hot, slick steel. I know he won’t last long if I keep this up.
I listen out for the telltale signs he’s about to come as I lose myself to euphoria.
“Fuck, I must be dreaming,” Shaun gasps. “Your cock feels like heaven!”
“It’s all yours,” I say, taking a pause from stroking him to rub my thumb in little circles around the head of his dick.
It’s too much for Shaun. His arms give way and he collapses on the table, his big butt jiggling with the impact. Unable to resist, I grab a handful of his rump and squeeze. Fuck, I love how big he is down there. I can’t wait to bury my face in it again.
“Ugh, yes!” I grunt, fucking him with renewed vigour.
Shaun’s moans grow desperate. He’s fighting for his life down there, holding on only because I told him to. Sensing my own climax drawing near, I pull out of him at the last second, panting.
“Lay back. On the table. Face up.”
Shaun obeys. The table creaks as he reclines, his thick pecs quaking as he shuffles himself comfortable, dick slapping off his broad, furry belly. His skin is flush, face slack and dreamy.
“Legs up,” I command him.
Shaun lifts his legs and I grab onto his calves, crouching slightly to rest them on my shoulders. Oof, they’re heavy. Droplets of sweat fork down my torso as I get into position, my muscles burning under the weight of Shaun’s legs.
“Ready?” He nods, mouth hanging open, showing me that gorgeous pink tongue. I press the head of my cock against his entrance and his hungry eyes burn with longing. His own dick twitches. “We’re gonna come together, okay? Can you hold on for me?”
Shaun swallows, his chest shuddering as he gazes up at me. “C-call… call me a…”
I skim my thumb along the length of his dick. “Tell me.”
He grits his teeth.
“Call me a good boy again.”
Fuck me.
I run my tongue over my front teeth in a tantalising arc, my mind a roaring blur of desire.
“Good…” I slide fully back inside him, “boy.”
Shaun writhes.
“Yes!” he cries as I build up a rhythm, working him from this new angle, aiming where I know he’ll be most sensitive. Shaun’s eyes widen as I fuck him harder. In my peripheral vision, his bare feet flex and spread. He runs his hands through his hair and moans.
Shit, I’m getting close to the line already. I need him with me.
“Touch yourself, Shaun,” I growl. Shaun’s right hand eagerly grips his shaft and starts stroking. His eyelids flicker. “That’s it,” I gasp, taking in his full naked form as he fucks his own hand. “Fucking beautiful.”
Shaun’s face dissolves into bliss as I drive my cock into his prostate, slowing my pace to hard, deliberate thrusts.
Head tossed back, he reaches out blindly with his other hand, finding my abs and dragging his palm down the ridges of firm muscle.
A salacious smile pulls at my lips. I knew he had a thing for them, ever since I flashed him at the interview.
Holy shit, I think we were sitting at this exact table!
Guess that was just the preview. Now he’s getting the full VIP experience.
Beneath me, Shaun’s back arches off the table and for a moment I think I’ve lost him, but he somehow refrains from coming.
“Still with me, handsome?” I say, lowering one of Shaun’s tree trunk legs to dangle off the edge of the table.
“Just about,” Shaun’s voice trembles, his breath catching. “Freddie, I’m close. I’m really close.”
The look of broken innocence in his big, honest eyes is sending me.
“Me too,” I say, speeding up my rhythm.
“Really close!” Shaun pumps his cock harder, holding my gaze with that look of sensational lust. He can’t hold back any longer.
I feel my orgasm swelling, like a dam about to burst. All it will take to push me over the edge is watching my boyfriend come right in front of me. I can make that happen.
“That’s it, Shaun,” I manage to say in a low, sensual voice as I’m fucking him hard. “Now be a good boy and come. For. Me.”
“Fuck!”
My cock shudders and I come so hard I go dizzy, wild electricity ricocheting through me.
Simultaneously, Shaun shoots his load all over his belly, chest, even as far as his neck.
I’m sure his moans would register on the Richter scale.
They’re bestial. In the throes of our shared orgasm, I can’t help but feel proud.
There’s no acting here. I totally fucked his brains out.
After the best orgasm of my life—Shaun’s too, I hope—finally peters out, I slide my sensitive cock out of him, a final shudder running through my body. Shaun lets out a breathy moan, somewhere between relief and disappointment.
He flops back onto the table in a sweaty heap.
“Wow Freddie. That was… you’re so… I’ve never felt…
” I don’t dare interrupt. My ego is getting bigger by the second.
Shaun swallows, his eyes refocusing on me.
“I thought I knew what sex was, but that was incredible. It’s like you were in my head, pushing all the right buttons, twisting all the right—”
“Knobs?”
Shaun sighs. “Yes. All the right knobs.”
“Easy to find them when they’re so big,” I say with a cheeky wink. “Damn. That was like the hottest sex of my life.”
Shaun cocks his head. “No way.”
“Yes way.” I fold my arms across my chest. “You really have no idea how much I’m into you, do you? How hot you are?”
He smiles, bashfully. “I guess not.”
“Well, I consider it my duty to help you believe it, however long that takes. Just don’t go running off to some other guy when you finally realise what a catch you are.”
With sudden, grave sincerity, Shaun says, “Never.”
A wave of affection pulses outwards from my chest. Damn. What did I do to deserve this amazing man?
Compelled to get closer to him, I clamber on top of Shaun and lay down, pressing my cheek into the hot skin of his chest.
A creak is the only warning we get before—crash! The wooden table collapses like lolly sticks under our weight and we fall to the ground in a heap. To his credit, Shaun makes an excellent cushion for me, but I hear him grunt with pain as we hit the floor.
“Shit!” I exclaim. “Are you alright?”
Shaun roars with laughter, his broad chest heaving, and before I know it, I’m joining in.
“Sorry about the table,” I say, once my words come back.
“It’s okay,” says Shaun, the last vestiges of laughter fizzling in his belly. “We probably would have had to burn it anyway. I don’t think I could have let anyone eat off it ever again.”
“I’ll help you buy a new one.” I rest my head back down on his sweaty pecs and dance my fingers over the light layer of fur covering his tummy. “It wasn’t expensive, was it?”
“Ten-thousand pounds,” Shaun jokes. “Plus interest.”
“Damn. Guess I’m stuck here a few more years,” I bite his nipple and he squirms beneath me. “Not long enough.”
Shaun meets my eye with a soft gaze, his smile beautifully earnest. “Guess we’ll have to break a few more tables then, so you can stay forever.”
“Will we now?” I glance over at the remaining tables. “What about the customers?”
“Well, I didn’t think they’d be here, to be honest.”
Shaun shoots me a mischievous grin. His hand runs through my hair and he palms the back of my head, pulling me in for a deep, hard kiss. God, he tastes amazing, even better than his brownies, and that’s saying something. I explore his mouth with my tongue, slowly, savouring him.