*Author’s note: These are characters from my short story series I have on KDP. Only things you need to know is Zac is in his early thirties and Max is in his early twenties. Max has a cam-show that he does on the side for money.*
*I’ll have a link to the series in the comments. Only three shorts right now, but I have more in the works.*
*Hope you enjoy!*
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“That was a day.” I groan to myself as I fall onto the bed. Rolling onto my back with a long sigh. A night after working on my cam-show side job and I’m exhausted. I have a bottle of water on my nightstand that I reach for and drink. My balls twitching as I purposefully gave myself blue balls on tonight’s show. Its surprising how many people are willing to pay to make you suppress an orgasm.
My phone vibrates on my nightstand. I reach for it and see a message from Zac. I smirk at the message. *Nice show.* It reads with a heart. Its oddly nice to have a friend who enjoys your porn. Makes you feel like its more acceptable to do than some slutty, dirty thing you should be ashamed of. Not that it should be, I’m just making money, but society can be a bitch.
I text back, “Thanks.”
“Your balls ok?” He asks. Referring to me not cumming.
I hum to myself, pondering the question. “Well, I was going to jerk off.”
“Want some help?” Is sent back. I raise a brow only to be answered with a pic of Zac’s ass. My eyes widen before a naughty smirk crosses my face.
“Go on.” I text with as my cock throbs. My hand trailing down my fit body to grab my thick dick. Squeezing firmly as I lightly stroke myself.
A video is sent my way. I gulp and pant at the wonderful sight. Zac’s bubble butt bouncing on a stool while riding a black dildo. Zac is gyrating his hips as he bounces up and down. His back arched to make his already bubbly butt pop out for the camera. The sound of his ass slapping on the wood of the stool is heard before being drowned out by a loud spank on his ass.
“Got a few more for you.” He texts with a kissy-face emoticon.
“How many videos have you made?” I ask as I stroke myself. Switching between texting and watching the video.
“Couple dozens.” He replies before sending me another. This one is him in the shower. Rubbing soapy water on his clear skin. Grabbing his bubble butt and revealing his delicious hole before letting go to make his ass jiggle. He then bounces as the water cleans off the soapy suds off his bouncing bubble butt.
“Fuck that good.” I pant as I stroke myself harder. I even say as much.
“Wish you were here.” He texts back with a picture of his ass pressed against the glass of his shower. He texts, “Never fucked in the shower, yet. May have to do that next time.” He sends with a winking emoticon. I gulp as my eyes screw shut. The fantasy taking over my mind as I imagine the warm water splattering over our bodies. Him off his feet, back against the wall, and me taking him hard and deep. Moaning deep into my ear as I fuck him as hard as I can.
I soon take a deep breath to collect myself before texting back. “Not gonna lie, the thought sounds fucking great.” I say as I snap a pic of my leaking dick and send it to him.
“Shame I have work in the morning.” He replies. “I’d have that dick as a late-night snack and breakfast.” He sends along with a picture of his lovely long legs that I’ve been growing fonder and fonder of.
“Guess you’ll just have to have it when you get home.” I send.
“Oh?” He asks. “Going to surprise me? Be waiting in my bed naked for me, again? Maybe I shouldn’t wear underwear.” He texts before sending me a picture of his bubble butt hanging out of his pants.
“I might.” I pant before texting him the same. Further texting, “Can you keep going? I’m getting into this.”
“Oh?” He sends. “Which, the pics or the roleplay scenarios?” He asks. Before I can reply he sends, “Don’t answer, because I enjoy doing both.”
I chuckle as I was going to say I enjoy both.
There’s a picture of him laying on his bed. Face down, ass up. His hole already lubed up and gaping slightly. Must have been playing with his toy.
“Familiar sight, right?” He texts. Zac texts quickly and I keep stroking myself when a paragraph of text comes on screen. I read it line by line, my heart picking up in tempo as my hand matches the speed.
“Tell me, don’t you wish you could have it again?” The text starts. “You were so shy the first time, but now I’d somehow argue you’re addicted. But can’t say you’re the only one. I often fantasize of myself on my knees. Wrapping my lips around your cock. Moaning around the delicious, sweaty taste on my tongue after you exercised. Rolling those bountiful balls in my hand as you squirt your cum into my mouth. Do you like it too? Do you enjoy it as much as I do? I’m sure you do. Otherwise I wouldn’t have such sore knees, am I right?”
He is! I slam the phone down to the side as I pant heavily. Recalling the feeling of his talented tongue around my cock as he slurped and licked my length. How he’d play with my balls, how he’d look at me with those sultry eyes as he effortlessly deep throated my length.
I text back, “Fuck yeah I do.”
He sends back immediately. “Took you a while. Distracted?”
“Yes.” I reply as I jerk myself.
“Well, just lay back and let your Kitten tell you his naughty fantasies.” He texts as he sends me a picture of himself in a seductive pose. Wearing the mask I gave him for our shows together.
“Do you know how hot it feels when you grip my hips? How much I love the feeling of you plowing in and out of my ass? You grunting above me as sweat drips from your body down onto my back? Some people may think that such treatment would be tiring but I find it exhilarating. A stud like you pushing me to my sexual limits and reducing me to a moaning puddle on the bed, on the floor, on the couch, or in your strong arms is euphoria I can’t describe. You love it too, right? Why else would you often spank me on the ass and tell me to get in that royal throne you call your lap.”
My chest is heaving as my hand is a blur of motion. Each line bringing back memories of when I’d fuck him. How his ass feels when he’s face down or on his back. How his hands would roam my body, how he’d scream and egg me on to take him harder and deeper. His nails digging deep into my back as he groaned and moaned beneath me. The taste of strawberry whenever I’d kiss his lip balm flavored lips. His legs tightening around me to keep me deep in his ass to cum inside him.
“Must be busy if you’re not replying.” He texts me teasingly as he sends me another picture. This one of him standing with an undershot view of his encompassing ass. “Well, let me continue. Let me tell you about how I love that, whenever I miss you, I have a little channel dedicated to my favorite, sexy stud. How I just must turn on my computer and I get to watch you show off that ab-lined, barrel chested body of yours. How you jerk and play with that delicious cock I often wish I had for dessert at lunchtime. How I wish you would stop playing with that toy, drag me out of my apartment, and fuck me hard and deep in front of your fans. After all, I’m better than that toy, right? And I tend to make you a little more money with whenever I’m on screen, right?”
He does, can’t deny that. But he also feels so much fucking better than my toy. His tight asshole feeling like the perfect anal toy to milk a cock dry. The soft, bubbly cheeks of his ass that feel so damn good to spank. His mouth eager and flexible enough to take me balls deep. His talented fingers playing with my cock like a practiced artist making a detailed tapestry.
“You jerking off too?” I ask.
“Not exactly.” He sends along with a video of him riding a thick, blue dildo.
I smirk. “Wanna turn on face-cam?” I ask. He doesn’t reply. Only a notification asking me to answer a video call. I accept it eagerly, the room filling with the sounds of his ass bouncing against the floor along with his panting. The video showing his ass bouncing up and down on his dildo.
“Fuck.” I gasp as I jerk myself. “Shame you can’t see me.” I say, the camera positioned behind himself.
“Watching you.” He moans, I barely hear the audio of my video on his TV. I smirk as I grip my cock and stroke harder.
“Could watch this all day.” Say.
“Not as good as what I’m watching.” He groans as he stops bouncing to gyrate his hips around his anal toy. “Fuck, I wish this was you.” He says as he spanks his ass. “You’re not as big, but you know how to make that dick of yours work.”
“Helps that I know where your sweet spots are.” I say as pump my hips into my hand.
“I do to.” He giggles. “Not just mine, either. I know you like it when I wiggle my tongue under dick.”
“Does feel good.” I admit. “Though not as good as that talented ass of yours.”
“Years of practice.” He replies with pride in his voice.
“That and just nice.” I say. “I honestly think it has gotten better.”
“Squats.” He says plainly as he continues to bounce on the dildo. “God, this video is getting me so fucking hot.”
“I could come over.” I say with a teasing tone. “Haven’t cum yet.”
“You haven’t?” He asks, stopping his bouncing. I was him visibly squirm before muttering, “Get over here.”
I grin to myself as I toss my phone aside. I throw on a pair of shorts and a jacket as I race down to Zac’s apartment. Its late, so nobody is in the hallways. Soon, I arrive. I open the door and dash quickly over to his bed. My cock was wilting slightly on the way, but the sight of him on his back with his legs open and ass spread on his bed gets back right back to full hardness. I practically leap on top of him, his arms and legs wrapping around me like a spring trap as our lips meet. My cock homes in like a sniper and I plunge deep inside. His hole feeling as warm and welcoming as coming home.
“Fuck!” He gasps as he breaks our kiss. I ignore him, too lost in my own lust to focus on anything other than fucking this man hard and deep. My hips bouncing off his bubbly butt as I thrust. My arms wrap around his torso as I hoist him off his back and onto my lap. I was going to bounce him, but Zac is always an eager bottom. Bouncing on my lap as his hands grip my shoulders. My hands grip down hard on to his ass as I lick and nip his neck. He groans as his arms wrap around my shoulders and pull me closer.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” He says over and over. I feel his cock slapping and leaking onto my stomach. When we first started doing this, I was admittedly put off by it. But now, I kind of love it. Feeling the proof of his enjoyment from his body. His cock leaving loving kisses on my stomach as he bounces in my lap. But I don’t ignore his request either. I get my arms under his legs and get onto my knees. I hold him steady as I thrust upward and hard. His mouth releasing a cacophony of moans as I fuck him.
Ever since I’ve started fucking Zac on a near daily basis, I’ve felt my stamina improve. I can hold Zac like this for a long time, nearly an hour if I wanted too. My coach was wondering where I got all the extra strength and stamina from. Well, lifting and carrying a one-thirty or one-forty-pound man in your arms for twenty to thirty minutes every day and fucking his brains out is proving to be fantastic cardio and strength building.
Suddenly, Zac yanks hard to the right. I let out a surprised cry, but Zac manages to get me onto my back as he sits above me. Still bouncing on my dick as he takes the initiative.
“You worked hard.” He says as his hands dig into my pecs. “Just enjoy it.” He starts hammering his ass down hard on to my lap as he bounces up and down my cock. Part of me wants to grab his hips and go wild, but another part of me wants to just relax into the bed and let him ride me. Zac’s ass feels so damn good, and he rides like a pro. Well, he does have years of experience, so that’s understandable. I sigh as I settle back into the bed. Though my hands trail up his body. Grabbing at his cute nipples to give them gentle tweaks and tugs.
He looks down at me while biting his lip. Making himself gyrate and bounce on me faster and faster. His cock is leaking down onto my abs liberally, making me believe that he’s close. I’m not far behind myself. My hands trailing down his trim body to grip his hips. My fingers sinking deep into his ass as I pull him down hard while thrusting upward. His body tenses alongside my own. His cock fires and paints my body white with his seed while I fill his colon with my own. We both cry out in unison, Zac falling forward only to catch himself by placing his hands on my pecs. Knocks some wind out of me, but I’m fine. We both take a moment, panting for breath. He looks down at me with a weak chuckle and I smile back up at him.
“I have work in the morning.” He pants. “Going to be sore the morning.” He says as he wiggles his hips around my still trapped cock.
“Worth it?” I ask, smirking.
“Oh, hell yeah.” He giggles. “But you should head on home before we stay up all night.”
I yawn. “Yeah, getting late.” I say before a thought crosses my mind.
He slides off of me, my cock flopping out as seed pours out of his creampied ass. He pants as he rolls off the bed and stretches. The cum from his dick dripping off to the ground.
“Going to have to get cleaned up.” He sighs.
“Hey,” I say as I touch his arm, “come here.” Tugging him lightly. He comes over with a raised brow. I smile up at him naughtily as I grab his ass to pull him close to my face. I let my tongue snake out of my lips to flick over his cum covered dick. He shudders from the sensation but doesn’t move to stop me as I lick and flick his cock. I never done something like this before, but I’m feeling a little dirty tonight. He moans cutely, his hand reaching for my hair as I slowly, sensually lick him clean. I keep my eyes up at him, seeing his cute expressions as I tease his tip before giving it a last kiss when its clean.
“Shit.” He says. “Almost want you to keep going.”
“That good, huh?” I ask jokingly. “Well, maybe one day. Mostly just wanted to tease you.”
“Jerk.” He pouts for a moment before smiling. “See you tomorrow, stud. I’m going to take a shower.”
“Yeah, see you.” I say as I sit up. Watching his bubble butt bounce with every step as he makes his way to the shower. I sigh deeply as I sit alone in his bed. I think to myself how lucky I am to have a fuck buddy like him. Though, I idly think, perhaps we should go out for dinner one day. Mix it up so we don’t just see each other as only fuck toys.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/khj3yp/zac_and_maxwell_sexting_mmgayage
Link to series if interested!
[https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08PS5TGW6](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08PS5TGW6)