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The weeks kept flying by until they turned into about a month and a half. Your occasional visits with Dude had not stopped. Ever since your first “experimentation” with him, the activities had only gone up. Still, you hadn’t actually had sex with him yet. It’d mostly stuck to handjobs, blowjobs, or fingering, which you were more than satisfied with.
Neither of you were putting a label on whatever was going on. First of all, you didn’t even want to give yourself a headache thinking about whether or not a “serious” relationship was viable with the Dude. Second of all, you doubted that Dude gave a shit about labels anyways. Both of you seemed more than alright with what was going on, so that’s all that had to be said about it in your opinion.
Currently, you were back at his house again in the middle of a pretty intense makeout session while sitting on the edge of his bed. You’d both gotten lucky as the owners of the house were out for a few days “visiting family” or whatever. Neither of you really cared.
Your tongue was just about halfway down his throat and you were clasping the sides of his face as if your life depended on it. Dude kept moaning into your mouth while his hands squeezed your hips, pretty turned on by how you were treating him.
With each of your visits you had been letting Dude be the one in control, still too insecure to fully take over just yet, however, slowly but surely you had been getting more and more dominant each time. Dude was much more into it than you’d originally thought.
Tonight was one of the few times you were both sober, and you had to admit, everything was much sexier when sober. Seeing the typically stoic and quiet Dude come apart at the seams when you started touching him really turned you on.
One of your palms slowly slipped down the side of his body as you kissed him, rubbing up and down his thigh. Dude jumped a little and clenched your hips harder in response, urging you to keep moving your hand up. You continued to tease him though, just barely circling the edges of his groin, never quite touching it.
Dude finally let out a bit of a huff and separated, eyes glazed over and desperate. “What are you doing?” He questioned, making your hand come to a stop. Apparently he wasn’t used to the teasing.
“What do you mean?” You replied coyly, gaining a small shit-eating grin.
“You know exactly what I mean.”
“Why don’t you explain it to me, just in case?”
Dude rolled his eyes, cheeks becoming a dusty pink. “You just keep circling around down there not touching anything,” He begrudgingly explained.
“Oh, you want me to touch you?” Your smile got a little bit bigger.
“Obviously..” He replied, his eyes darting off to the side, voice a bit quieter than before.
“Yeah? Like this?” Your hand suddenly grabbed his crotch, stroking the outline of his hard-on through his jeans. You saw his eyes go wide and he let out a choked moan as he looked at you. He was already fully erect from just the kissing. “You’re so desperate lately, Dude,” You chastised in a playful manner, using your other hand to push him down onto the bed and climb on top of him while maintaining your pace over his jeans.
“N-No,” He breathed out, watching you get closer to his face. His eyes began to close, expecting you to begin kissing him again, but your lips never met his. Instead, your face hovered above his, nose inches away from him.
“Yeah you are. Every single time I touch you, you turn into a mess and then you eventually make me stop,” You spoke in a deep whisper, taking pleasure in the way blood rushed to his face upon saying that. “Why, huh? Afraid of how good I’ll make you feel?” You continued.
“Fuck you, I’m not,” He replied defiantly, although the look on his face said otherwise.
You leaned down and got closer to his ear, speaking in a hushed voice, “Afraid you’re gonna moan too loud like a whore?” You squeezed his cock as you said that, making his hips buck a little.
“Nngh…” He groaned, shutting his eyes. You smirked and continued your slow stroking, leaning back up and kissing him again. Dude smashed his lips into yours, apparently very turned on by your mocking sentiments.
You could feel your own erection pressed up against your jeans, throbbing each time he whimpered into your mouth. Looking at him tonight, you wanted something more than just the typical hand or blowjob. You wanted to ravage him, to really make it clear that he was yours and use him like the piece of meat that he was.
You temporarily removed your hands from him to take off your shirt, feeling the cold air prickle against your skin. Dude quickly followed your lead and threw his off somewhere next to the bed after some struggle.
Looking at him down beneath you, his long red hair splayed out across the sheets, muscly chest rising and falling quickly as he looked up at you expectantly, it almost made you feel drunk. You gently took your palms and ran them up his sides, starting from his hips. The muscles in his stomach tightened at the touch since your hands were a little cold.
“I want to fuck you,” You murmured, locking eyes with his chest so that you could have the confidence to say it aloud.
Dude’s eyes widened and he began to flush all the way down to his neck, fingers subtly grabbing the sheets at his sides.
“… Please,” He replied, voice barely coming out louder than a breath.
The corners of your lips rose as your eyes met his, wasting no time in leaning down and kissing him again while you groped his chest, fingertips brushing through the red hair running down his torso.
You placed your knee between his legs, sensually running one hand down his stomach and hooking your fingers into the hem of his pants, tugging at them a little. Dude took the hint and began unbuttoning them, clearly in a rush to tug the damn things off. You lifted yourself off him as he kicked his legs up into the air, finally managing to separate them from himself and proceeding to throw them across the room.
Both of you shared a quick smirk as you lowered yourself onto him again, this time pressing your chest against his. His body was pleasantly warm and he wrapped his arms around you, hands running up and along your backside.
Your hips subtly grinded against his, evoking some moans out of the Dude as both of your erections rubbed against the other. You sucked on his lower lip, making him inhale sharply as he took the hint and opened his mouth, letting you stick your tongue inside it again. He rolled his tongue along yours, letting some spit drip down the side of his mouth. His hands reached up and began squeezing your ass, making you laugh a little and separate to look into his eyes. His expression was dead serious and very aroused.
“Get this fucking thing off,” He breathed out, looping his thumbs beneath both your pants and underwear.
“So needy,” You teased, pushing yourself up and fumbling with your pants button. Dude huffed as if he were annoyed but his expression quickly dropped as he watched you strip down to your underwear, eyes glued to your body.
He gladly pulled you back on top of him as you began to lean down once more, rutting his hips into your own. You bit back a moan at the feeling of both of your cocks rubbing against each other, sensation heightened thanks to the lack of the thick jeans.
His lips were wet and messy as he kissed you, goatee occasionally scratching against your chin. The grinding was beginning to feel really good and your brows drew together as you sped up a little, trying to match pace with Dude.
You wanted to be inside of him so badly, to watch how his face would contort as you put yourself in him for the first time. All of the thoughts rushing through your head were making you lightheaded when combined with how goddamn good the grinding was beginning to feel. God, you wanted to fuck him so bad. You needed to fuck him so bad.
You removed your lips from his and sank your face into the crook of his neck, panting by this point. “Mmnnh… Fuck Dude…” You groaned, balling your fists as your erections sloppily kept rubbing against each other. Even his smell was intoxicating and you were beginning to feel overwhelmed. Impatient.
You abruptly pushed yourself off of him and he watched you crawl towards the nightstand, stretching yourself out to reach inside of it and pull out the lube and one of his smaller toys.
You repositioned yourself between his legs, kneeling in front of him as you held up the objects, looking him dead in the eyes.
“I want to watch you play with yourself,” You ordered, holding out the lube and toy to him. Dude slowly took them with a red face, looking up at you.
“Well… Wanna help me out?” He asked.
“I’ll help you out. But only a little.” You reached down and began pulling his underwear off, Dude pushed his hips up a little to help you out and his cock sprang out as soon as they were off, some precum leaking from the tip.
You took the lube from him and popped it open, squirting a good amount onto your hand. You purposefully took your time with spreading it over your fingers, looking him straight in the eyes as you did so. Dude’s cock kept twitching as he watched you, looking you up and down hungrily and expectantly while he waited. You maintained the gaze as you slowly lowered your hand, running your slick palm all the way up his shaft and around his tip, making sure to coat his dick with the lube as evenly as possible. Dude inhaled sharply and gently thrusted into your hand, shutting his eyes and clenching his jaw.
“Don’t expect me to do everything for you. Come on.” You removed your hand and scooted back a little, taking your own underwear off. Dude quickly reached down and began to pleasure himself slowly, watching you intently as you sat back rubbing your own cock.
Dude propped himself up on his elbow to get a better view as both of you watched the other slowly pleasure themself. His body was flushed and dick red at the tip as he stroked a little faster, precum dribbling out of him. Dude’s eyes were wandering up and down your body, never pausing on one spot for too long. He was getting just as turned on by watching you as you were him.
“I want to see you fuck yourself.” You subtly nodded at the toy next to him. “O-Okay.” Dude stopped and grabbed the toy, placing it on his stomach. He took the lube and put more onto his hands, shifting his body a little and spreading his legs. His ass was directly facing you as he looped his arm over his hips, slick fingers circling over his asshole slowly. Now he was the one teasing you, making sure to take his time on purpose and breathe heavily as he penetrated himself.
You bit your bottom lip as your eyes switched back and forth from his sinful expression to his hand fingering himself slowly. You were getting desperate at the idea of replacing his hand with yourself, your hand stroking your cock quicker once he began moaning.
Dude, too, quickened his pace, subtly thrusting his hips into his finger while he watched you. He kept staring at your cock, head getting dizzy when he thought about how it was going to feel inside of him. He leaned his head back and exhaled sharply, slowing himself down when he realized it was starting to feel too good.
Dude grabbed the little toy on his stomach and lubed it up just as he did his fingers, replacing his hand with it soon after. Your own hand tightened around yourself as you watched the toy slowly sink into him, the noise that came from Dude’s mouth was ungodly sexy.
His dick kept on twitching against his hairy stomach and a slight sheen of sweat began to cover his body as his moans got more frequent. You smirked as you watched him get into it, thoroughly enjoying this desperate side of him.
“You really like the way that feels, don’t you?” You spoke up, removing your hand from yourself and slowly crawling back over to him.
“Mmh.. Yes,” He replied in a husky voice. You kneeled between his legs and put your hand over his, making him stop moving. You slowly removed it and he put it at his side, watching you with a speeding heart as you took the toy and began pushing it inside him.
Somehow, having someone else use the toy on him felt better than doing it to himself. Especially when that someone was you. His toes curled as he spread his legs a little wider, eyes glazing over as you fucked him mercilessly with the toy. He was trying to bite back his loud moans as best he could, but some escaped his throat anyway.
You watched as a tiny pool of milky white precum began to dribble into his belly-button. The toy wasn’t enough. You needed to be inside him so bad.
But you still wanted to take it slow. To savor his desperation and drink in the image of him unraveling below you for as long as you could manage. It was beyond your wildest fantasies, how much of a sub this giant 6 foot 8 man really was.
You slowly removed the toy, letting Dude breathe for a little bit as you grabbed the lube once more, putting more onto your fingers. You didn’t let him recuperate for too long before you slid a finger in, face heating up at the way he felt around you.
“Mmhnn.. God damn you! Fuck,” He muttered sharply, covering his face with his palm as you slowly slid one more finger in, pumping a little quicker.
“Take your hand off,” You growled, leaning forward and snatching it off of him. Dude grabbed your face and dragged you towards him, trapping you in a kiss as you kept fingering him, occasionally feeling his ass clench around you.
He ran his tongue across your lower lip then pushed it into your mouth, making you moan as you tried to keep your balance in the awkward position. His fingers were interlocked with your hair and he was showing no signs of letting you go, so you inched your fingers deeper into him, prodding and massaging that sensitive spot inside him.
His breath hitched and he finally released you, head leaning back in slight surprise, allowing you to pull away and balance yourself. His thighs began to quake as you got faster, something you’d never seen from him before. You were making him feel way too good and he was getting closer and closer to the edge.
Your pace slowed to a stop and you took your fingers out of him, making him give you a slightly confused look. “Turn around.” You gently slapped the side of his thigh and he obliged, spinning himself to lay on his stomach. He craned his head to see what you were doing, but his hair got in the way.
You grabbed his hips and made him arch his ass up towards you, using your other hand to grope and smack it a few times. Dude’s face got red and he let out a brief moan at the spanking, which pleasantly surprised you.
“You gonna fuck me yet?” He spoke through his panting breaths, looking back down at the bedsheets.
“Don’t be impatient,” You replied smugly, scooting away ever so slightly. “Get on your knees,” You ordered, watching with a coy grin as he quickly obeyed you.
Your hand went back to his ass, groping it and squeezing it until you slowly stuck your thumb into him with the palm of your hand flat against his ass. He let out a quiet moan, his head drooping down a little and back arching. You used your other hand to reach between his leg and slowly stroke his hard cock, which made his legs buckle a little.
He just about whined your name, lowering his face to the bedsheets in pleasure.
“Yeah you like it? God I told you that you were fucking desperate,” You purred, simultaneously fingering and jacking him off.
“Fuck off,” He moaned into the bedsheets.
“What was that?” You abruptly stopped, making his fists ball up.
“Fuck, fuck you! I take it back! Don’t fucking stop. Don’t do this to me.” He pushed himself up a little so that he could peer back at you between his legs.
“Can’t you say it a little nicer?” You smirked at him.
Dude huffed and decided to ignore you. He began to roll his hips against your hand, effectively fucking himself with your own thumb. The action surprised you and you quickly forgot about the “say please” bit as the movement of his hips began to make your heart thud against your ribs. Your lips slightly parted and you began to slowly stroke him again as he kept rolling his ass against you, his moans basically sounding like pathetic whines at this point.
Your brain couldn’t take it anymore. You wanted him to do that to your cock.
You took your hands away from him and before Dude could say anything you were positioned in front of his ass, the tip of your cock lined up with his entrance.
“Keep going,” You breathed out. Dude paused for a moment before pushing his ass against you. There was some resistance at first, but your tip finally popped in and he eventually slid onto you until your stomach was pressed against his ass.
“Oh my God,” You blurted, hunching over while grabbing onto his hips and shutting your eyes. Fuck, he felt so good.
Dude started out slow again, breathing heavily as he fucked himself with your cock. One of your hands slid off his hips, allowing him more control to do his own thing. Your eyes were glued to his ass, slowly bucking and rolling against you, enveloping you in the most intense pleasure you’d ever felt.
He was moaning louder now, his long hair sticking to his sweaty back. As he got faster, his body got more and more shaky, which was making you feel a little hazy as you watched him. Despite how long you’d known him, you never thought he’d be this much of a bitch- shaking and whining beneath you, getting off purely because of how good a cock felt in his ass.
You switched the pace up and put both of your hands back on his hips, grabbing them tightly as you began thrusting into him, unable to control your urges anymore. Dude let out a choked moan and his face fell into the bed sheets as you picked up the pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin beginning to fill the room.
“You are such a fucking whore, god- fuck!” You groaned loudly as you watched his ass slap against you, jiggling each time you slammed into him. His groans were strangled, borderline sounding like growls through his clenched teeth as his fingers dug into the mattress. His back arched further than before as his milky white precum dripped onto the sheets below.
Your heart was racing, the world becoming a blur as a heat akin to a flame began building up in your lower half. You needed to slow down or you’d cum too soon. He felt too good.
“Ugh! Fuck!” You cursed through ragged pants, slowing down your pace and calming the oncoming freight train of an orgasm.
Dude pushed himself up a little with shaking arms. Without warning he pulled himself off of you and grabbed a nearby pillow, positioning it under his ass. He then spun onto his back and laid down, legs spread open and cock lying flat on his stomach. He was extremely flushed and tears were pricking the corners of his eyes, causing your stomach to tie in knots at the sight.
He reached out to you and pulled you down into a kiss, tangling his fingers in your hair. The two of you stayed like that for a bit, making out and regaining some of your wits before you pushed your cock against his ass again, relishing the way his mouth parted and how he moaned loudly into yours as you buried yourself in him once more.
You separated and leaned up, grabbing his hips and rutting into him hungrily. At first he splayed out against the bed, fingers curling into the blanket and back arching up as he moaned, but then one of his hands slowly traveled to his dripping erection, stroking it in uneven paces as you continued to fuck him.
Evidently what you were doing felt really good to him because he would stop pleasuring himself intermittently to convulse and moan, clearly overwhelmed by your quickening pace. He was barely able to keep a lid on his vocalizations, spilling from his throat like water from a faucet. You really had no idea how good this stuff made him feel and you were beginning to get curious if he could cum from just your cock alone.
Despite the sweat beginning to drip down your brow, you snatched his wrists up and pinned them by his sides, getting even faster with your thrusts.
Dude was seeing stars as you kept on riding his prostate, entire body jerking and quaking as the surge of overwhelming pleasure began to sweep him away. He was trying to form words as he moaned, but all he could manage were half-curses and sputters as his head craned backwards into the mattress.
You could feel your heart pounding against your ribs and your arms began to shake but some animalistic urge in you refused to stop for even a second. You wanted to be merciless with him and he was struggling to fight your grasp but he couldn’t muster any strength to get free. A thick milky white liquid was pathetically leaking all over his hairy stomach as he moaned louder, quickly nearing climax thanks to you.
Some odd sense of triumph surged through you as his thighs began shaking again and his eyes rolled back as he peaked. The sight before you was orgasmic in and of itself; Dude moaning like a whore beneath you with his legs wide open as you kept pounding his ass. You could feel the tight ring of muscles tense around you every time a ribbon of his own cum spurted onto his flat stomach.
He went a little limp and you released his wrists, slowing your pace a little and readjusting your position to get down on your elbows, hovering just above his face. You weren’t done yet, but with each thrust you felt yourself getting closer.
He stared up at you with half lidded eyes, both of you breathing into each other's faces.
“Oh God..” He groaned breathily, “Fuck me.”
"That's right, I bet you like that don't you, you little bitch?" You replied through uneven breaths.
“I-I do. I really really do,” He rasped. You leaned down and began kissing him, which he sluggishly returned.
Just as your abdomen began to feel like it was cramping and you wanted to collapse, another fiery urge made you put forth one last burst of energy. You wanted to use his asshole like an object; to fuck him senselessly until you could release yourself inside him and watch your cum dribble down his thighs.
You pulled away from his face to breathe, your own breaths were almost coming out as growls as that same flaming hot sensation began to pool in your lower half.
It was then Dude did something unexpected. One of his large hands firmly clamped around your jawline with no warning and he brought your head down to force you to look at him.
“You gonna fucking cum in me or what?” The traces of a smirk ghosted his lips and you felt your face begin to burn. His oddly cocky demeanor was the straw to break the camel’s back and your rhythm began to falter as your body tremored, almost threatening to break down on the spot.
Your climax felt blinding. Your nails dug into the Dude as you suddenly stopped thrusting, cumming in him with your cock buried all the way in him to the base.
He let go of your face and your forehead smacked against his sweaty chest as you continued to ride out your climax, body still occasionally tremoring. He let out an almost demented-sounding chuckle which rumbled deeply through his chest.
“There’s a good boy,” He mewled.
Once you were sensible enough to talk again, you just let out a breathy chuckle. “That’s rich coming from the guy who looked like he was seeing Jesus not even a few minutes ago,” You commented.
“Only cause I let you,” He replied.
“Damn Dude, do you ever drop the smugness?” You laughed, lifting your head again and trapping him in a kiss.
Once you two had regained enough strength to separate and clean up you noticed the giant wet-spot smack in the middle of the bed. You stood there at the foot of the mattress, just staring at it. As Dude walked by, having returned from the bathroom, he finally noticed it as well.
“Ah shit.” Was all he said.
“Do you need a towel or something?” You asked.
“No, I’ll use my coat. Whatever,” He sighed and walked across the room to try and find it in the mess of clothes piled everywhere.
“Is that okay??” You spun around with a bewildered expression.
“No issue. This old thing has seen worse.” He shrugged, standing up straight with the long leather coat hanging from his hand. You didn’t even want to know what he meant by that and you didn’t say much as he laid it across the bed.
You awkwardly shuffled your feet around, unsure of how to bring up what you were both going to do next. “Uh… Do you know what time it is? It’s dark outside already.” You nodded towards the tiny basement window, which was slightly fogged up thanks to your previous activities.
Dude froze a little, back turned towards you.
“Probably late,” He answered stiffly.
“Ah. Damn. Should I get going or…?” You rubbed your neck.
Dude turned towards you with a serious look. “Stay tonight. Can you?” He fumbled, eyes darting towards the floor.
“Sure. I don’t have anything to do tomorrow…” You shrugged, walking towards the bed and plopping down on it.
Dude turned out the lights and laid down and you followed, staying a comfortable distance away from him. The room was warm now so there wasn’t much of a need for blankets at the moment.
A good minute of silence filled the dark room as exhaustion really began to set into your body.
“That was really good. Thank you,” Dude suddenly spoke up, making you shake awake a little.
“... Heh, yeah… But damn if I’m not tired now…” You let out a long sigh, turning on your side.
“You can sleep if you want. It’s okay. I’ll keep watch,” Dude said.
“But neither of us are high, Dude. I thought you only needed that when you’re high,” You laughed lightly. But Dude did not give you any sort of humorous reaction.
“Things are different now. I’ve always got to keep watch.” Was all he said.
Your brows drew together, but you decided not to comment on it. He’d been a lot more paranoid lately but you chalked it up to holiday stress. At least tonight you hoped you relieved a little of that.
Ten more minutes flew by and you were beginning to drift off despite wanting to stay up and talk a little more. You couldn’t even control it anymore.
Dude suddenly spun over and began spooning you, the intense warmth making your eyes shoot open. Cuddling from the Dude was a rare occurrence, but not unheard of. Most of the time he rejected affection like this, so you had given up on initiating.
His breath was hot on your neck and you shut your eyes again, wonderfully pleased with the sensation of him behind you.
“You’re the only one who understands me,” He whispered, fingers subtly digging into your chest. Your eyes opened again and sudden confusion began to fill your brain. This was a very rare occurrence indeed.
“Thanks, Dude,” You responded softly, lazily putting your hand over his.
He continued to stay silent and it was then you noticed that he wasn’t so much as cuddling you as he was clinging to you.
“I have to tell you something..” He said.
“Yeah?...”
“... I’m moving away.”
Your entire body tensed and you felt the blood drain from your face.
“What?” You blurted, a sinking feeling in your chest.
“I can’t stand this town anymore. I found another place. Paradise, Arizona. It’s warmer, cheaper, and the gun laws are more relaxed,” He explained quickly, sensing your surprise.
You were silent for a good while, trying to process the information.
“When… When are you leaving?” You asked slowly.
“Next week.”
“Next week?” You spat out, feeling a little betrayed. “Why didn’t you tell me? How long have you been planning this?” You frowned.
“I wasn’t entirely sure. The details on the house weren’t clear until now. I’m sorry,” Dude held you closer. You could feel his fingers trembling.
You just sighed, trying not to be mad at him. “Dude I… I don’t know what to say…” You sighed.
“Come with me.” He buried his face in your neck, getting as close to you as he possibly could. “Please.”
“I-I…” Your voice trailed off.
Arizona? Dude just expected you to completely uproot your life and move away with him to… What exactly? Live with him? You didn’t even know how he was able to afford a house in the first place.
“Dude, I can’t do that… It’s too soon and I-”
“Please. I need you. You don’t understand,” Dude interrupted you, sounding desperate.
What was even happening right now? You’d never seen the Dude like this. He seemed almost… Scared?
“I… I can’t do it, Dude. Not right now, at least. A week isn’t a long enough time for me to plan things.” You turned yourself around so that you could look him in the eye through the dark room, and your suspicions were confirmed. His expression was very stressed out.
“... Hey, give me a little more time and maybe I can work something out. It’s not like I don’t want to, I would love that. More than anything... It’s just… I have a job here and my family… You know how it is,” You said.
In that moment, something went wrong with Dude’s eyes. As if they glazed over, staring at you as if you were some sort of animal.
“Okay.” Was all he said. You gave his face one last reassuring squeeze before turning back over, allowing him to spoon you again. His grasp on you had become weak and lazy.
It was completely silent after that. You could hear a pin drop across the room.
You couldn’t help but feel like you’d done something wrong, which you desperately didn’t want. Dude meant a lot to you and you didn’t want to lose him, but at the same time you just weren’t ready to drop everything and run away with him.
“Hey… I’m sorry…” You spoke out.
Still completely silent, Dude didn’t even move.
In an attempt to be serious, you whispered his name to try and get his attention and he completely tensed up, making you feel bad. You decided to stop talking after that.
You left the Dude’s house the next morning, feeling a little worried and unsure about him. Moving was big and you couldn’t believe he’d just up and leave without telling you anything about it.
The week came and went and you hadn’t heard a thing from the Dude. No plans about moving, no calls to come visit, nothing. You were getting a little worried, so you stopped by the house and to your disappointment the owners answered and rudely told you that he had already moved out.
Well, there it was. Your best friend/friend with benefits just left you without saying a thing. You couldn’t understand. Had you done something wrong?
He’d left you with nothing, no way to contact him, no addresses, nothing. Only that he was moving to a place called “Paradise”. He’d seemed so hellbent on you going with him and when you refused he just… Shut you out. You were as good as a stranger to him after that.
When you saw the news broadcast out of Paradise eight months later you really regretted not going with him.