The Shed, The Backyard, The Bateman Residence, Main House, Grand Dr., Conyers County, District Of Colombia...
Still panting in a bid to catch their collective breath, both a sweat-blasted Charley Bayler and an equally glistening Holly Bateman remained intertwined in the darkness of the shed that belonged to her family while the farewell party that had been orchestrated for the guest of honor, Charley himself, had continued in the distance. Holly's eyes met Charley's and they found themselves kissing once more as the heat that washed over them persisted and slowly the ex-con found that his rather impressive cock had been renewed from the realization that he'd still been inside Holly's slick sex. The shed reeked of sex, both from Charley's encounter with Jennifer previously and with Holly herself as she lay there on the ground her breasts as pert and round as always as she reached up and stroked the former prisoner's bare chest.
She seemed to have a fascination with how his muscles rippled and the way his abs had appeared in true washboard form as she slowly began to shift on Charley's cock moaning as she began to work up a rhythm. The handsome lad's eyes closed and a hiss escaped his lips as the return of the pleasurable sensation of being inside the heated orifice of the brazen and opinionated girl he'd desired since his teenage years continued to ride him in the darkness of the shed.
He could still feel the wetness of his release compressing along his cock as he felt her tight walls clench around him and the rapid expansion take place the longer he remained inside her. He could tell by the look on Holly's face even as she began to pant and moan behind lust-addled eyes that she had not expected him to respond so easily to her as she gripped him and pulled him closer once more wrapping her slender thighs around his body and her arms around his neck.
Another series of passionate kisses and mutual groans had been their only manner of communication outside of what their bodies had been doing warring internally amid a clash of flesh and the seeking of pleasure. Charley would never dare say it aloud, but Holly had been the best thing that had ever happened to him since going to prison. Her soft warm body and tight wet sex were quite the contrast from those long and seemingly endless nights of having his bare cock impaled by the wide round ass of his former cellmate.
Charley had been fortunate that they tested regularly for any diseases and that he only had two sexual partners in terms of his variety in the big house, his cellmate had been the first to take his cock until he'd been transferred into another prison due to the nature of his crimes and midnight fetish, Charley's second cellmate had been a voluntary case, as having sex with the same man over and over again two years into his sentence following Tiffany leaving him had made him less opposed to sticking his massive cock up yet another inmate's tight ass just to pass the time.
He hadn't planned on finding another bedmate, not originally as he was shuffled into the shower and forced to wash in front of a large group of men, most of which had known from his original cellmate that he wasn't to be touched and given the size of his cock, they were not in the least willing to approach him for fear that he'd want to stick it in their collective asses.
It was an interesting time, given that everyone appeared to have an understanding that Charley wasn't opposed to swinging his cock either way as the days rolled on. He'd been in the middle of showering alone when a new arrival had entered the showers. He'd been young and timid and by that point, Charley had been at the mercy of withdraw from all the constant sex he'd had with his original cellmate.
There was no secret that the new arrival had been one for casual encounters with men, the sway of his hips and the closed-off nature of his behavior indicated as much and before Charley knew it, he'd become as strangely invested as his former cellmate had been with him. There had been something about watching the soap and water roll down the thinner pale arrival's seemingly perfect ass that made Charley's cock stand on end and even as the new arrival glanced in his direction, his cheeks red and his oddly beautiful body still glistening from the shower water, looking back, Charley supposed he'd been attracted to the new arrival because he reminded him so much of a male version of Holly and her perfect body.
He had used the image of Holly from his memory just to get hard enough for the burley brute in his cell to ride him and even more following the long nights with his hand once the man had been transferred. It had stood to reason that he'd project it onto the new body before him as they showered alone amid rushing water and low visibility from the guards.
The new arrival's crime had been drug possession and he'd been staring at Charley's cock and licking his lips ever since he'd entered the shower. Charley moved toward him, not a word said as he moved his hands all over the soapy body of the blond and lined his cock up against the water-slick ass that had gotten his attention.
A smirk filed across the blond's rather adorable young face and he bent over just enough to fit Charley inside, it was bliss, unlike anything Charley had known outside of the first time he'd been with his former girlfriend Tiffany. Everything seemed to go by in a blur of running water, frequent moans, and the pumping of hips amid a tight water-slick ass. Even then all he could see was Holly riding his cock like no tomorrow.
Charley in the present had begun to ease himself into a working series of thrusts forcing a few moans from past Holly's beautiful pinked lips. He kissed her again capturing her mouth in something of a frenzy as his body collided with hers. He could feel her round pert breasts against his own bare chest and the tension of her body as they moved in semi-darkness.
He had learned to pace himself over the years and was very good at gauging whether or not his sexual partners were enjoying his cock, his time with his cellmate had depended on it as his heart beat wildly within the confines of his chest, he'd watch the burly brute's facial expressions and noted his eyes rolling into the back of his head as they went at it confident that he'd get him off with each thrust the more he rode him.
His attributes as far as stamina had been concerned were also improved and at the drop of a hat, he could get hard on from the mere thought of Holly Bateman's lovely body being at the forefront of his memories. It was a useful ability when he'd been subjected to various situations where he'd have no choice but to pull out his cock and satisfy his cellmate either when they were locked away or anywhere else on the prison grounds.
While Charley much preferred women, he had not known truly if he was bisexual or not given his upbringing, the drunken hag had nearly ruined his experience with a woman but Tiffany rectified it later in his life. His first encounter with a man had been even more bizarre and problematic. It was a couple of months after the incident with the drunken hag and Charley had been out of sorts about the entire experience, he'd lost his virginity to a drunk who had taken advantage of him and then had the nerve to expect more whenever they had been alone.
Charley told her to go fuck herself of course and endured he didn't get close to any women when his mother had her friends over. A routine bathroom trip for him at two in the morning had turned into something else entirely as he stood over the toilet bowl and found himself no longer alone as his mother's junkie friend Tyler made his way into the room.
He'd been a typical hagrid-looking messy-haired junkie with ghastly pale skin and a glazed look behind his dark brown eyes that made anyone that saw him weary. Young Charley had just turned to see who had entered the bathroom when Tyler moved toward him, closing and locking the bathroom door with his strangely giddy eyes fixated on his cock.
He approached Charley and suddenly winked.
"That's some magical kind of cock you got there boy," he said.
Charley arched a brow as he held his appendage in his hand and barely got to gasp before Tyler shoved him into a nearby wall, his back stinging after the hit. He let go of his cock in reaction and attempted to get back to his feet, Tyler swooped up and pushed him onto the floor a strange smile on his ghastly face and before the boy could protest Tyler's mouth had been on him suckling his cock and making him feel strange, about as strange as when it was inside the loose drunken hag and he couldn't help but get hard from the odd contact.
He vaguely recalled Tyler suckling him for quite a while before he was unable to hold back and came in his mouth unsure of what was wrong with him. Tyler grinned when he slipped Charley's cock from between his pale lips and before Charley knew it he'd dropped his jeans revealing his thin pale legs covered in hair and his rather boney pale ass.
Charley attempted to get up only to have Tyler push him back down laughing as he hit his head on the wall and the throbbing pain from the wound made him wince. He'd been so distracted by it that he had no defense against the junkie bastard grabbing his cock and slowly sliding something rubber onto it.
It was a thin grade rubbery surface but he wasn't completely bare.
"Word of advice before you're about to fuck, wrap it before you tap it," said Tyler as he slowly impaled his boney ass onto Charley's now rubber-covered cock. Charley couldn't help getting hard with the constant touching and the fear coursing through him. "I also don't want to have to walk around with your baby cum dripping out of my ass for a few days."
Tyler hissed as he plunged down onto the agonized teen's thick appendage his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he began bouncing up and down after getting a good deal comfortable with the level of length. Charley groaned feeling Tyler's tighter arse around his cock in comparison to the drunken hag's loose sex and it appeared to be even tighter with the rubber wrapped around him.
Between the pain in his head and Tyler bouncing on his cock without his permission, Charley had not known what to feel as the sensation began to overwhelm him, he felt shame and helplessness and lust and desperation all at the same time his blue eyes watching the door as he wandered if and when someone else would walk in or if they'd come and stop Tyler and pull him away.
Adding insult to injury, Charley's cock pulsed in the wake of being squeezed by Tyler's tight ass and he felt his balls churn with need as he groaned beneath the moaning older man still bouncing rather happily on his massive cock and running his fingers along his chest.
"Fuck....fuck...that's it baby fuck my tight ass," growled Tyler his face twisted in a passion-filled grimace as he bounced harder and faster. "Oh fuck...you feel so good the body of a brat but the dick of a man....fuck..yeah push that dick in."
Charley groaned as his body was rocked with more and more sensation and warring emotions and involuntarily pumped upward into Tyler's bouncing. He felt even more shame which had made his cock harder due to fear and he couldn't help it when he let loose the floodgates into Tyler's tight ass, the junkie howled feeling him stroke the bundle of nerves in his ass as he clung to him, the junkie's own cock had been pitiful and he was unable to stop it from spurting over the both of them coating Charley's bare chest in the process as he bounced on him.
The sound of Holly's renewed moans had brought Charley back from memory lane and he was determined to enjoy the moment as she clung to him while his frenzied pace rocked her body along the cold hard floor. He'd been having sex with his dream girl and didn't know how to take it mentally as he began to sober up, Holly had not been much for affection aside from when in the throes of passion and drunk as well at the time.
Charley began to focus on the tight heat that engulfed his cock and the churning sensation in his balls as he pumped himself between Holly's slender legs loving every second of her moans filling his ears as he plunged into her inner depths. She was everything he had ever wanted and still, she didn't want him, not for keeps that was. She'd been interested in him like so many others who had sex with him, due to the substantial size of his cock.
He'd found a way to be alright with that as he continued relishing his final moments with the girl of his dreams. She seemed to be doing the same as their eyes met and their lips crashed together in a heated exchange. Both their bodies glistened with sweat and the cool of the morning air had finally been starting to get to them as a result as time seemed to pass them by. The sounds of the part had been long gone and it was clear the guests were either winding down or leaving. Still, Holly Bateman's moans filled the shed as she clung to him her beautiful eyes rolling into the back of her head in the wake of wave after wave of her release moving through her.
Charely felt her coat his bare cock and groaned at the intense warm sensation while still plunging in and out of her desperate for his own release and dreading it being the final time he'd be inside his dream girl before he hit the road never to see her or her family again.
Holly's moans had been a pleasant change from the harsh groans of the men Charley had and a welcome distraction from his act with Jennifer Bateman. He had not come to grips with the fact that she had taken it upon herself to have sex with him under the influence and that he'd been her first. He still believed she could have done better but it was too late to protest.
The heels of Holly's lovely feet began to dig into the hard muscle of Charley's pale ass as he continued pumping between her thighs for all he was worth his cock bottoming out against her walls as she clenched even more around him.
"G-Gonna cum." groaned Charley as he neared his bittersweet release as the throbbing of his cock became even more intense.
Holly gasped at his body with her fingernails once more digging into the bare slick flesh of his back writhing in ecstasy as she convulsed beneath him, the sensation of his warm release coating her inner depths a second time filling her to the brim as some of it leaked from around his cock and down her thighs.
Charley pumped into her as the remainder of his release filled her kissing her lips as she panted beneath him her eyes hooded by way of lust as much as his had been. She was a true vision of beauty as she lay there beneath him and for a moment he had wished she could have loved him but knew her well enough to know that it was only his massive cock that made her come undone this way.
Another sloppy kiss as his pumping slowly subsided as had the pulsing and stream of cum that filled her along with it, Charley groaned as he slipped from inside her feeling sorry that he had with the cold air hitting his slick cock in full force as it pulsed dripping from their exploits before he rolled onto his back and looked up at the ceiling beside her.
Holly took a few moments to gather herself before she eventually looked over at Charley's slick naked body and ran her fingers along his muscled chest one last time and grasped his massive yet flaccid cock stroking the sensitive flesh with her soft fingers causing him to hiss at the overstimulation. She didn't say a word as she once more captured his lips in a heated kiss before getting to her feet and leaving him behind as he dozed off in the wake of exhaustion from their act.
He'd been right when he guessed that she'd only been interested in his cock, just like all his other sexual partners aside from Tiffany.