Thank you for the support so far, guys! This is now the third chapter and the big sex scene I've been teasing about. I hope it pays off well and I hope you will enjoy it as much as Alan enjoys making Calum cheat! Let me know what you think!
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Calum laid down on the bed. The gorgeous twink now took in the situation he was in; laying naked on some frat boy's bed while a hung stud who wasn't his boyfriend was hovering over him, ready to fuck him good; better than his boyfriend could if Alan's promise was to be trusted. Calum was eager to find out how truthful that claim was.
Alan grinned, his hand reaching for the lube bottle on the nightstand. He squirted a generous amount onto his fingers, warming it between his hands before reaching between Calum's legs.
"I know you're not used to something as big as my cock... to be fair,
nobody was
... so you'll need to get nice and loose for me," Alan moved his fingers, circling Calum's tight hole. "Don't worry, I'll get you ready."
As Alan began to prep him, Calum reached for the bottle himself and squirted some lube on his own hand. The hot boyfriend reached for the giant swinging tool that looked ready to bludgeon someone to death. "
Fuck
..." he breathed quietly, feeling the sheer weight of it. He couldn't imagine being stretched open by such a weapon. How would that even feel like...
Alan groaned when he felt Calum's small hand wrapped around his massive cock. Calum's fingers were barely able to meet around the thick girth and he instinctively thrusted himself forward in Calum's hand. His hips weren't the only one, as his fingers, too, started to thrust inside Calum's tender hole, pushing past its tight ring muscle and started to probe around his insides. Alan was pleasantly surprised when he found Calum squeaky clean and a grin formed in his face.
"Someone has prepped up, I see," he said playfully, wiggling his eyebrows.
Calum felt his cheeks reddened. He tried not to look too long at Alan's playful eyes when he replied, "Yeah, I did. It was
for my boyfriend
."
His words were supposed to warn Alan off; reminding the jock that Calum wasn't
his
, but it only affected
himself
with even more hot lust as he, once again, was reminded that he was cheating on Dean. He couldn't explain why, but the cheating made the situation even hotter, and he already had a hot stud fingering him!
It also seemed to have the same effects on Alan, as the jock's smirk only got darker hearing what Calum said. "Well then, let's not let all that prep time go to waste, then," he said, winking at the twink right before he applied even more lube on his fingers to really open and lube Calum's asshole up.
Calum, meanwhile, stroked Alan's cock with slow, deliberate motions. He took his time marveling every inch of that monster. His mind was still in disbelief at the sheer size of it. It still didn't feel
real
, despite the fact that he had experienced firsthand how much this cock had stretched and invaded his throat. With every stroke, Calum felt himself getting more impatient at the prospect of getting fucked by this monster.
"Alan," Calum panted, his hips rocking back onto Alan's fingers. "I'm ready. Please, I need your cock."
At Calum's plea, Alan's eyes glew with lust. His fingers sank deeper into Calum's tight hole and he felt how it massaged them. He was getting impatient as well with the thought of Calum's tightness wrapped around his cock. He imagined the incredible feeling he would feel once he buried his cock inside Calum's warm tight hole, feeling Calum's silky smooth insides around him.
He pulled his fingers out, grabbing the bottle to coat his fingers with even more lube. Calum felt
tight
, one of the tightest he had felt up so far, so they would need all the support they could get. He applied some more lube into Calum's ass before sliding back to lube up his own cock. Calum's hand fell away as Alan positioned himself between the blonde's spread legs.
After they were both satisfied with the amount of lube, Alan set his phone timer for five hours. The device was then put on the nightstand beside the table. The alarm would blast off at 4 AM to signal the end of their marathon fuck session. That is, if Alan weren't just boasting about it and could keep the end of his promise.
"Are you ready, baby?" Alan asked, lining his cock up with Calum's hole. "Because once I start, I'm not stopping until that timer goes off."
Calum thought about it. Even if Alan were to be successful in fucking him for five hours, can Calum survive it? Or will he pass out long before the timer stops? Well, one way to find out...
Calum silently nodded. He lifted his ass up a little bit to give the jock an easier angle to slide in forward and spread his legs wider. With that, Alan pushed forward, the head of his cock finally breaching Calum's tight entrance.
But before he thrusted
in
, Alan's gaze flicked down to Calum's hard, leaking cock one last time. "You sure you don't need me to take care of that for you, baby?" he asked teasingly. "I don't mind giving head."
Calum shook his head, his cheeks flushing, but he found a confidence within him to respond, "You're trying to cheat again, Alan? You said you can make me cum with just your cock. Are you afraid you can't back up your claims?"
Alan shook his head, laughing. "I'm not afraid of anything," There were no signs of him being defensive. Rather, he sounded so cocksure. "I'm just saying; when it comes down to it, I don't mind doing anything to please my partners, you know? As I said, I don't just do this for my ego. But I just know my real talent is at
fucking.
