Dirty Play

towards the bedroom or someplace more comfortable to ravage each other.
    I was right. He led me into the bedroom. I’m sure it was nice but all I noticed was the large sleigh bed. It had a wood frame with drawers on the bottom, and the mattress had to be three feet off the floor. My mind immediately went to all the wonderful things we could do on that bed, but where to start? It would probably be best to start with Zack, but where was he, and why wasn’t he touching me and ripping my clothes apart? I quickly scanned the room and saw Zack kneeling down and rummaging around inside his closet. I walked to him and looked over his shoulder to see what was more important than getting sweaty and naked. Holy Fucking Draczard! He had a huge cardboard box of condoms in his closet. I was so busy staring at the box trying to guestimate how many condoms were in there, I didn’t notice Zack stand up until he spoke. “Okay, I got the supplies. Let’s get back to what we were doing.”
    As I looked at him, I think my eyes widened to the point they were about to pop out of my head. He was grinning seductively at me while standing there, holding a strip of condoms and what was probably a gallon of lube. “ Holy Fucking Caterpillars , that is a massive bottle of lube! Do you run a sex club or something?” My voice sounded a little higher pitched than usual, but I was a little freaked out. Safe sex supplies in those quantities were for sex-experts and I’m sex-average at best. I could take cock like a man, but I was neither a sexcrobat nor sexually innovative.
    “A sex club? What are you talking about?”
    “You have a jug of lube and a box of condoms in your closet.” I paused, thinking that sounded too ordinary. “Well, I have a box of six condoms in my nightstand. What you have is a crate of… what? A thousand condoms in your closet?”
    “I buy in bulk, the little lube bottle is empty, and I’m in a hurry and don’t want to fill it up. Can we talk about this after we fuck? Because I’m having trouble focusing on anything other than the need to fuck you.” Oh that sounded like a good idea, much better than continuing on with thoughts that were just making me develop performance anxiety. If we were RPG characters, his sex skill level would be in the fifties while mine was still in the single digits. Thoughts like that just weren’t helping so I decided to clear my head and enjoy the night.
    And enjoy the night I would. I mean just seeing Zack naked was a guarantee for a fantastic night. Anything else was just ‘raspberries on top’ as mom would say.
    I think I might have had an inner ear infection or vertigo or something, because one minute I’m standing there watching Zack carrying a strip of condoms and an army-sized bucket of lube towards his nightstand, and the next thing I know I’m naked and flat on my back in the center of the bed with an equally naked Zack on top of me.
    He positioned his cock so it was above my mouth while his face was above my groin. His cock was on the large side and my lips could barely stretch around it. I used my tongue and lips to tease around the head. It’d be a while before I’d be able to deep throat his cock, but I’m pretty sure he enjoyed what I was able to do, judging by the noises he made as he sucked my cock. His mouth was incredible; he closed his lips tightly around me as he worked up and down the shaft. I had to focus on pleasing him or I’d come way too quickly.
    I pulled the thick head of his cock out of my mouth and slowly worked my lips and tongue down his long shaft. I gently used the tip of my tongue to lightly tease his large, low-hanging balls. I brought my hand up and started stroking his cock as I pulled one of his balls into my mouth. After a few minutes I started to pull my mouth away, letting his ball slowly slip out from between my lips. I moved to his other one, giving it the same treatment as I tightened my hand and started to stroke his cock faster.
    I’d gotten into a steady rhythm of tonguing his balls while jerking his cock. It was a snug fit but I’d managed to get both of his balls in my mouth and was stimulating them with my tongue. I loved the salty flavor and his manly musk scent.
    I was so into working his hard cock and balls I almost didn’t notice when he pulled off me, until he started moaning louder, “Oh fuck, keep sucking my nuts while you fist-fuck my cock.” His words increased my need to make him come. I started sucking on