Happy Retirement: "brea Ins"

"So we're creeping in houses in the middle of the night now," I said to Tim as I rolled over in bed.

I woke at 2 a.m. to pee, and there he was, undressing in the corner of my darkened bedroom, with the street light reflection through the blinds. I turned and before I opened my eyes I heard some sort of shuffling, then opened my eyes to see a tall silhouette. For a brief moment I silently panicked and thought to reach for my Mossberg under the bed, but then he turned his body to better catch the light, and I saw those chiseled abs, and that cock drooping when I immediately stood down.

"You could've been a memory," I joked.

"I'm always a memory," he said as he walked his naked body over to climb in bed with me. "You couldn't hurt a fly anyway, Benjamin."

We both giggled as he got under the covers to join me.

"Kiss me you crazy bastard," he said, and I would, despite the need for me to relieve myself.

At this point we'd been seeing each other for months, and I forgot I gave him a key, and alarm code. I stopped him briefly to climb out of bed to piss.

"Can I watch," he asked.

I shook loose of the beer I drank earlier, then got back in bed to get under him as we remained naked with the covers over us. He put his hand on my crotch and looked me in the eye.

"Let's try something different," he asked.

"Suggestions," I asked while he started kissing my nipples.

"I wanna top you," he said.

I was leery for I hadn't been fucked since before the fishing trip, though lately I had a craving to have my legs in the air. I was enjoying sucking, and being sucked, or having my ass eaten out almost each time Tim and I met up. Maybe it was time for me to get fucked again, but I told Tim right then that with bottoming comes great preparation.

"Little mud puppy won't hurt," he said before he sucked my right nipple.

"I like a clean runway when the plane is landing, whether I'm the actual pilot, or the air traffic controller," I warned.

He giggled, and we kissed some more as the moment of truth passed. I hadn't seen Tim for three days as he went to Amarillo to visit his sons, and he was extremely horny, and wanted to "level up" with our sexual relationship. At the same time he earned it, for he'd done any and everything with me orally to give me pleasure: suck me, rim me, swallow me, and even let me piss on him. I could add that we spent a considerable amount of time together out of bed as we ate and did outings in public, as for sure we had a bond which encouraged what we had as more than just sex.

"Let me fill you up tonight," he asked as my virgin like hole puckered.

The same time I was still a little afraid of giving up my ass, as it been over a year since I'd done anything other than wash and scrub it.

"I want some bear pussy," he called it.

"That's a helluva name," I told him as I busted out in laughter.

We kissed some more with his tongue being rabid as he tried to push me to give it up.

"I've gotta clean out good first, Bubba," I said.

"Well, get to cleaning," he said as he kissed me on my neck. "Hell, I'll even help you."

I liked this side of Tim as he showed his true versatility. He had a hunger to slip inside to bless me with his spunk, and I was gearing towards accepting it deep in my hole. His cock might've measured out at six inches in length, and perhaps almost two in girth for he had that Italian Stallion, a thick, curved tool. I got out of bed to prepare properly, before hopping in the shower to finish washing off. I was scrubbing between my cheeks when I'd hear the bathroom door open, then saw the him pull the shower curtain back.

"Let me join you," he asked, as he stepped into the tub.

He pulled back the curtains and got under the water with me, and we started kissing while the water splashed in our faces. I loved the feeling of his hard body pressed against mine, his hands spreading my ass cheeks apart while that thick cock tapped my navel. He was more than ready, and would push down on the top of my head, making me ease down to my knees.

"I need you to suck it," he said, and he would raise his left leg to the side of the tub, to shield me from the water while allowing me to put that thing in my mouth.

"Better," he asked while I licked the tip.

He pushed his hips forward to guide his shaft between my lips, and down my throat.

"Feels good to have the tables turn," he said as he face fucked me.

I loved the feeling of his raging hard on sliding across my tongue. I tried to give the perfect squeeze, while moving my head back and forth, and in circles, trying my best to make him feel good. I used my neck to twirl my head around that delicious prick, and would receive spurts of precum in the process.

"Slow down, baby," he warned as his light groans showed he was already on edge.

The noises only motivated me more as I began to bang my face against his crotch.

"Bitch, I said slow down," he told me as he pulled away.

Tim knew I was just as orally inclined, and hungry as him, but I was so turned on that I lost control.

"I'm sorry," I said as he slipped his thumb in my mouth.

"Your actions show me you need a good pounding," he said.

He pulled my nipples and I screamed, nit because of the pain, but because they were wired to my cock and hole, and he pressed the right button to allow for me to take his fat cock.

"Bitch, get up and turn around," he demanded.

I missed the nature of being told what to do by a superior guy, and that tone he carried brought me back to that. I put on my cock slut hat at this very moment doing what he said, and turned my back before bending to grab the wall.

"You been asking for a good fuck," he said as he slowly slipped two fingers in my ass. "Letting me lick you the way I do, it's time."

He used those fingers to fiddle around inside me, and touch my prostate, while his free hand grabbed my left tit. I was his vulnerable, trashy slut as he worked me, with him priming me up to receive that fat cock. He then ran those fingers in and out of me, causing a long awaited orgasm that ran deep throughout while my hole trembled.

"Bend over a little more," he said.

I felt my body wash being applied to my hole for lube, then that hard cock as he rubbed against my taint before my rosebud, and him subsequently pushing in slow. I winced as it felt like the "first time" all over again, except this time I liked it, and anticipated the friction as he punched that bull stick inside of me. He held on to my shoulders for traction, and my ass hole seemed to "pop out" and "accept him" with every stroke.

"It's Timmy Time," he said as he wheezed his hips side to side, then back and forth as he pounded my walls.

I loved the massage his prick gave my cunt as the orgasms were frequent and intense, the initial pop of his cock discomforting at first, but now a plundering of ecstasy.

"Oh baby, I can feel the head," I said as it tickled my prostate.

Tim just showed he knew how to fuck as he kept up that consistent motion and made me scream every fourth or fifth thrust from the orgasms.

"Benjamin Butt," he said as he slowed down, now pulling out completely, then pushing back in.

He pulled at my shoulders and pumped harder after a couple minutes, with his hard body slapping against my bear blubber as water seemed to splash throughout the bathroom. I guess I needed this as my body didn't reject his forceful nature, that cock of his deep inside me, working past my prostate, and into the sphincter zone.

"Never had no one knocking that ass like me, huh," he asked as he grinded in and out.

He guided that thick missile to land blow after blow, putting me on the edge of the unprecedented.

"Hit that spot, baby. Yes, Timmy honey," I cried out.

"Oh my God you're gonna make me cummmmmmmm. "Oh shit, Timmmmmieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

He banged me harder and caused me to scream while I shot my load to the bottom of the tub, a drizzle load splashing everywhere.

"Oh bitch, here it comes," he warned as I felt his hot wax splattering deep in me.

I triggered his climax from him causing mine. He kept still for a moment, and remained inside me as I still felt that cock pulsating. I raised up, and he pulled out, and he would turn off the water before we faced each other to begin French kissing.

"I couldn't wait another minute," he said of barging in on the shower.

"Now you gotta marry it," I joked as we both laughed.

We smooched some more, then helped each other out of the shower to dry off before we'd lay down and cuddle.

"You've got one amazing cock," I told him as he broke through.

My ass would be sore for a day or two, but I made it vehemently clear to Tim that he could have it whenever he wanted from that day forward.

I was glad he would sneak in.