Chapter 11:Lucas Edgar Is Mine

Chapter Eleven : Lucas Edgar is Mine
Arnold's POV
Ashton was already on his back. He folded his legs against his chest and gripped his knees, exposing his asshole. I smeared some Vaseline on my stiff pole, placed my cock head against his open hole and slid smoothly into his body.
Ashton's anal muscles offered just enough resistance to make my initial penetration incredibly exciting. He gradually tightened his muscles as I took several slow strokes.
"You've got your wonderful big stiff cock stuffed up my butt," Ashton gasped.
"Now jam it into me really hard and fast."
I started fucking him ferociously, driving my pole into his butt using all my strength. At first, I was afraid I'd spurt after a few strokes, but my orgasm a few minutes earlier gave me plenty of control.
"My asshole's better than a cunt, isn't it?" Ashton demanded, after I'd plowed him for a long time.
"You're the best fuck I've ever had," I gasped without even stopping to think. It was true. It's always true. It took me years to realize what a shameless slut I am. My favorite hole is always the one I'm currently in.
Ashton gasped and moaned and jacked off as I continued ramming his butt hole, but he didn't come. The tension in my balls gradually built until I couldn't hold back any longer. I screamed as I filled his asshole with hot jism, then collapsed on top of him, gasping for breath.
"I haven't been fucked that good in a long time," Ashton announced. "Can I fuck you now?"
Ashton's cock was a lot bigger than the boy dicks that had fucked me years before. It was slightly shorter but thicker than mine. The thought of having a prick that size shoved up my ass was terrifying, but also incredibly exciting.
"OK,"
I answered after a long pause, "but take it easy."
I got onto my belly with my legs spread. Ashton greased a finger and gently teased my asshole open. After a little while, I was relaxed enough to accept a second finger. The probing fingers finally withdrew. I involuntarily tensed up as something big and round pressed against the entrance to my not so "virgin" hole.
The pressure increased smoothly. My hole's gradual opening was accompanied by sudden blinding pain. I screamed and tried to squirm away.
Ashton withdrew instantly. "Are you OK?" he whispered.
"I'm too tense," I answered, almost sobbing with frustration.
"I want it really bad but you're too big for me. I haven't been fucked since I got really busy with my specialty course and I can't relax."
"If you want to stop now, I'll understand," Ashton said. I shook my head. "You could get on top of me and gradually lower yourself onto my cock. That way, you'd be in control."
"Yeah, let's try that," I answered.
Ashton got on his back, greased both our dicks and masturbated us to full erections. I straddled his hips, positioned my asshole against his cock-head and slowly lowered myself, stopping when the pain grew too intense.
"If you jack off, it helps you ignore the pain," Ashton advised. My dick had gone limp. By the time I'd stroked it back to full stiffness, the agony from my stretched asshole had faded.
I continued beating off as I gradually lowered myself onto Ashton's pole, occasionally pausing to allow the pain to pass. When Ashton was halfway inside, my ass muscles suddenly relaxed and I gasped in surprise and pleasure as his remaining length slid smoothly and painlessly into my butt.
After that, I felt a little discomfort the first few times I raised and lowered myself on Ashton's cock, but that quickly passed and was replaced with the intense pleasure I'd felt years before with Jeff.
Soon, I was bouncing up and down as quickly as I could manage. When Ashton's dick suddenly slipped out of my butt, I reinserted it without any pain.
"Let me get on top," Ashton commanded several minutes later.
I slowly lifted myself, feeling a sudden emptiness when Ashton's swollen pecker slipped out of my ass.
"Get on your hands and knees," Ashton whispered hoarsely. A few seconds later, I was in position with Ashton who was kneeling behind me, gripping my waist. With one swift smooth motion he slid the entire length of his stiff prick into my asshole. I didn't feel any pain, just incredibly increased excitement.
"Do you like my cock inside you?" Ashton asked in a low growl.
"Oh God yeah," I answered breathlessly.
"It's the best thing I've ever felt."
"Are you ready for me to fuck you good and hard?" Ashton continued.
"I want to ram this cock up your butt as hard and fast as I can."
"Oh yeah man," I replied.
"Are you sure you want it?" Ashton teased. "Tell me how badly you want it."
"I really need you to fuck me good and hard," I pleaded. "Please take your big stiff cock and pound my asshole with it."
"Well, if you really think I should . . ." Ashton's voice trailed off seductively as he slowly withdrew his tool until the head was barely kissing my puckered hole.
"Quit playing and fuck the hell out of me," I snapped.
"OK," Ashton whispered. He slammed forward so suddenly and violently that I was almost knocked onto my face. His stiff rod hit my prostate like a jackhammer. It hurt like I'd been suddenly split in half, yet I would have had an orgasm if I hadn't come so recently.
Ashton pounded my butt for several minutes. I had an orgasm each time his pecker hit my prostate, even though I didn't actually ejaculate. Ashton began accompanying each hammer thrust with a deep bass groan. I began moaning in time with him. We sounded like bears mating.
Ashton slammed his cock into me harder than he'd ever done before and stopped moving. I could feel his swollen tool throbbing inside me. An instant later, I felt hot fluid splashing against my anal walls.
Ashton rammed me spasmodically. With each thrust, I felt another wave of cum spray into my butt. I hadn't touched my own cock, but I suddenly started shooting in time with Ashton. When we were both spent, I sank to the semen-slick sheets. Ashton collapsed on top of me. I fell asleep almost instantly, still feeling his cock in my ass.
It was near dawn when I woke up with a hard-on. We'd shifted around so Ashton was facing away from me and my stiff prick was pressed between his buttocks. I slid into him easily. Ashton gasped in surprise and rolled over onto his belly. I stayed on top of him. He screamed in pleasure as I fucked him until I shot my load inside his ass.
My cock eventually softened and slipped out of Ashton's asshole. He turned over and I felt warm sticky stuff on his belly. "I came while you were fucking me," he whispered. We fell asleep in each other's arms.
We slept until almost 10:00 am. Ashton rolled me onto my back and fucked me hard. After we'd both come, we took a long shower together, enjoying the feeling of our hands on each other's bodies. I wanted to fix breakfast, but there wasn't any food in the apartment. We went out to eat. Ashton insisted on paying. Then we went back to my apartment.
Even though it was Sunday, Ashton said he had to check into his hotel and get ready for his sales calls tomorrow morning. He promised to call me if he had an evening free. I suspected that it was a kiss-off, but I was wrong. We did get together for another night of hot sex before he left town. For several years, we saw each other every few months.
I gave him a final kiss and grope at the door, then went back to bed. As I drowsily recalled the pleasures of the last few hours, I realized that I had finally started making a new world for myself.Bringing back the memories and I wouldn't want to do this with anyone other than the curly haired football player.
Slept with a smile on my face and a new determination in my heart to make him mine.
Mine