I watched, my lips parting, as he unzipped and his huge cock bounced out. Even though it was dark out, I could see that he was much larger than the average man.
“Oh my God, Adam, that’s… you’re big!” I said in awe.
“I know I’m above average…” he said modestly as he rolled the condom on.
I couldn’t wait to have him inside me; feel him stretch me.
Then, something in the air shifted. The control was all with him as he stiffened.
“Get on your knees,” he commanded, his authoritarian voice growling in the night.
“O-okay…” I said.
He grabbed me by the jaw and said, “Call me sir.”
I was taken aback by his sudden shift of character, but after a temporary beat, I realized it only made him hotter.
Like he said, I got on my knees, my ass facing him.
“Take off your pants. Down to the knees,” he directed.
“Yes… yes sir,” I said, thinking of the book I’d been reading, Obey.
I trusted Adam, but still, it occurred to me that I didn’t really know him all that well. A pang of doubt rose in me, but I didn’t want our session to stop.
I didn’t want any of this to stop.
So I did what he said. Resting a side of my face on the towel with my ass in the air, I maneuvered my hands underneath me and shakily undid my belt buckle.
Every sense in my was tingling in anticipation. I loved this. I loved him bossing me around like this.
While I was working on taking my jeans down, he was rubbing my lower back with his huge hand.
He must have sensed my ounce of unease because as I shuffled my pants down, he broke character for a second.
In the gentlest voice I’d heard him use yet, he asked me, “Is this okay? Are you okay with this?”
“Hell yes I’m okay with this!” I said, not wanting him to delay any longer. All I could think about was having him inside of me, pressing me down into the sand and fucking me.
“Alright,” Adam said, using his cop voice again. “You want me in your hole?”
“I do,” I whispered, begging for it.
Even though I barely knew Adam, even though we’d only met a few times, I felt this comfort around him. And by having sex with him, it made me feel like I could control something.
I needed to control something.
“Beg for it,” he said as his finger danced around the sensitive skin of my asshole.
I had to control something.
“I want it,” I moaned.
If that something was this confused feeling of wanting to give my body to a near stranger, I needed to do it.
“Ask nicer,” he said, squirting a dollop of lube onto his finger.
“Give it to me,” I begged as he swirled the lube around my hole.
“You should say please, don’t you think?” Adam asked, a hint of danger to his voice.
I knew it was part of the act, and it only got me hotter. I raised my ass up towards him, and one of his fingers slid into my hole.
“Oh…” I moaned, feeling his digit penetrate the tight opening to my body.
He groaned as he began to wiggle his finger around, loosening me up.
“So tight… nice and tight…” he moaned.
I was in heaven. Here I was with my face pressed into the towel laying on top of the soft sand, and this unbelievably hot guy was standing behind me, teasing my body like this. He added another finger, and then another, adding lube slowly and massaging my hole.
“Oh yeah daddy, that feels so good…” I moaned.
I didn’t know how he’d react to that — calling him daddy — but he didn’t slow the delicious torment of his fingers.
So I took another risk, probably because I wasn’t in my right mind. I was going crazy with desire. The need for his cock inside me crowded out all other thoughts.
“Give it to me…” I moaned, my face pressing into the towel.
“Beg,” he commanded.
“Please…”
“Please what?!” he barked.
I recoiled under his harshness, but then he touched the smooth skin of my ass. His hand felt rough, but his touch conveyed gentleness.
“Please sir,” I said, pushing my ass up to his fingers again.
Then he suddenly withdrew his fingers, and I was left wanting. But just before I was about to beg for them again, I heard the tiny pop of the lube bottle cap.
A smile spread across my face as I knew what was coming next.
“You ready for me, boy?” he asked in that deep voice of his.
“Yes… y-yes sir.” I answered.
Everything in my body couldn’t wait for him to plunge that huge dick in my ass. My entire being was aching for him.
I felt something hard press against my ass and bit my lip as I felt my body resist. My hand clenched the soft towel.
He pressed and pressed, the lube helping him.
But he was too big; he couldn’t even get the head in.
“Luke… I don’t think it’s going to fit,” Adam admitted, breaking character again.
My heart was pounding with want for him. “Use more lube,” I suggested.
“I just think you have to relax more,” he said, moving his lube-coated hands up under my shirt. He began to massage my torso underneath.
“So tight…” he moaned, gliding his powerful hands across my muscles. Adam still had the head of his cock pressed against my tight hole, and every time he moved forward to reach further up my back, his head got a few more millimeters further in.
“Almost there, babe…” he whispered gently, groaning.
I knew it was probably taking every ounce of self-restraint he had to stop himself from plummeting into me with his full force.
But he didn’t want to hurt me. He kept asking if I was okay.
All I wanted was for his fat cock to be inside of me, so I tried focusing on relaxing.
That buoy of anxious thoughts was bobbing somewhere in the deep corners of my mind, threatening to come to the surface. But the longer I spent having sex, the longer I didn’t have to deal with it.
Adam
