“Oh fuck,” Bennett sobs out.
With every sound of needy pleasure that leaves him, I grow more and more unhinged, until my thrust grows punishing.
“Take it,” I grunt, panting heavily. “Take my fucking cock. You like it, don’t you? You like my fat dick stretching this greedy little hole. I’m so much fucking better than he would have been. Would he have made you beg like a whore?”
“No,” he sobs as I fuck him against the tree.
Reaching around, I find his cock and wrap my hand around it.
“Fuckkk,” he groans as I start to stroke him.
“Would he drive you fucking wild with need, have you begging him to let you cum?”
“No,” he gasps as I work both his ass and his cock.
“Would you have been thinking about me when he was inside you? Would you be wishing it was my cock, not his? That itwas me filling you up with cum, making your hole drip with my release?”
“Yes,” he moans like a slut. “Yes, please. Fuck me, cum inside me. Make me cum.”
The laugh that leaves me is just as unhinged as I feel.
“Take it, Bennett. Take my cock like the little whore you are.”
My orgasm barrels into me, the moment too intense, the pleasure rushing through me too fucking good.
Wrapping my arms around him, I thrust up into him once, twice, three more times before I’m biting down again, and with a loud guttural growl, my body tenses and I shudder, my release taking hold.
I cum hard, cock pulsing inside him, filling him with rope after rope of cum. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Like I’m having an out-of-body experience. The best orgasm of my fucking life. I can’t breathe, can’t think. Fireworks explode inside me, my eyes roll back as I shake, my climax so damn intense I think I might pass out.
I faintly hear Bennett crying out, his whole body trembles as his cock jerks in my hand. I feel his warm cum coat me as he comes undone in my arms.
Chest heaving, I slump against Bennett, releasing his shoulder and taking in big breaths of air. I place my forehead against his back as his body sags against the tree.
The world around us is still, the only sound is our heavy breathing.
My cock starts to soften, slipping from Bennett’s ass.
That's when reality smashes into me.
What the fuck just happened? No. No, I did not just do that.
Horror fills me as I stumble backward.
“Easton?”
Bennett turns to face me, and something about the vulnerability in his eyes is too much for me to handle. I shake my head, trying to break free of this dream.
“Easton? It’s okay.” He goes to take another step forward.
I shake my head, stumbling backward, my cock still out.
I grab for my jeans and shove my dick away. Turning around, I bolt toward the park exit.
Bennett calls out my name, but I don’t look back.
What the hell did I just do?
What the fuck is wrong with me?
