Mom's Boyfriend, Pt II

Read Pt I here 

We were all in the kitchen. Mom had been kind of nagging on Doug all day and then announced that she was going out that night. With “her girlfriend.” Doug looked up from the bowl of fried rice he was eating and I looked up from what I was reading at the table and we exchanged this look, which my mom passed through on her way upstairs to get ready. The look said: we’re gonna have sex again, tonight. 

So as my mom showered and started getting dressed and Doug did the dishes I had this sense of anticipation. And then Doug took a shower as she was putting on her makeup and I heard them have some sort of heated conversation, like my mom said: What are you getting into tonight? And Doug said: Nothing. Staying at home. And my mom sighed real big. 

Not a minute after her car pulled off down the street Doug was in my doorway, in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. He put his arm up against the top of the doorway and looked to where I was sitting at my desk. I'd been debating jacking off and shutting my door but I hadn't, yet.

“Hey,” he said. 

“Hey,” I said, and turned around in my chair. Doug’s other hand was hanging near his crotch. 

“I’m horny,” he said, and gave his cock a pull. “You wanna fuck around again?”

Thing is, we’d ignored the subject. I guess we both felt kind of ambivalent about it. It's one thing to have random sex with someone - even that can be awkward in the best of circumstances. It's a different thing to have sex with someone you’re living with, someone who’s part of your family.

But I only hesitated for a moment. “Yeah,” I said. 

“Sweet,” Doug said, and got a slight smile on his face. He swaggered a little into the room. His dick seemed like it was plump and it swung around in his grey sweatpants. “Your room this time?”

“Sure,” I said, and stood up. Doug came over to me and grabbed my cock through my shorts. Kinda rough so I gasped.

“Sorry,” he said. “Damn you’re so hard.” I grabbed his too and we stood there just pawing at each other’s dicks, our breath getting fast. I looked up at Doug once and thought, Fuck I would kiss him if he wanted. And for a moment I thought he would kiss me, but he just smiled again and then he undid the string of his sweatpants to lower them and free his cock.

“You shaved,” I said.

“Yeah just a minute ago when I was in the shower,” Doug said. I felt the smooth mound above his hardening prick, his silken nuts. 

“Did you do your ass, too?” I asked.

“You know it,” Doug said. 

I got this hunger for his dick, right then, and I got down on my knees and just kind of took in the beauty of it. He smelled so good and clean and his dick was so hard, and I licked up it and then went down to his balls and sucked on them. I was chugging his dick down my throat and sort of grabbing my own through my shorts, to the point where I felt like I could cum. 

I looked up at Doug and he was so turned on, and all he did was just turn around and there was that insane ass, which somehow looked even better than it had the last time, all muscular and smooth without a hair on it. He grabbed hold of the back of my head and I went with it as he pressed his ass into my face, extending my tongue to find his hole which tasted like soap, and something deeper beneath it.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he said, getting this high-pitch to his voice that hadn’t been there when I’d been sucking his cock. I reached around and started stroking him as I dug my tongue in deep. And it was like I couldn’t get it in deep enough, he basically doubled over, spreading his cheeks so I could really get in there, and I was extending my tongue as far as it could go and feeling him open up to allow more of me in. 

I had to come up for air. I put a finger to Doug’s hole and he, like, held his breath. When I pushed at it a little he made this sound, and so I slid it in all the way and went “Fuuck!” He had his hand on his cock. “Fuck I’m gonna cum,” he said, and I pumped my finger in him. I felt his hole clench around my cock as he shot. “Oh my god, Oh my god,” he kept saying and ropes of jizz landed on my bedroom floor. 

“Oh man,” Doug was saying. “Fuck. That was insane. Sorry I got it all over your floor,” he said, turning around. His shaved dick was lowering, and still dripping cum. I sucked it into my mouth to clean it off and he shuddered. “Dude,” he said. “You’re so fucking fun.” 

I was still hard and I thought about jacking off but then I just decided to let it go. Plus the sex seemed to relieve some tension we had between us, because all the last two weeks since we’d had sex the first time it had been a little weird between us. But now we got on the couch together and flipped on the TV and I rolled us a joint. 

So we were just chilling, but it was getting later and my mom still wasn’t home. Doug wasn’t saying anything about it but I could tell he was thinking about it because he kept looking at his phone. 

It got late and my mom still wasn’t home. I just kept rolling joints and we were watching TV and getting higher and it started to feel like something was going to happen again. Then, I don’t know, we were on the couch and his leg moved toward mine and then we were reaching for each other’s cocks and totally hard and tearing off each other’s clothes. I threw Doug’s legs up in the air and there was his clean shaved ass and pink hole and I just dug my tongue in it and he moaned and it was so right. 

The TV was murmuring and I was stroking my cock and eating him out and digging my tongue so deep and he was just staring at me as I did it. I stuck a finger in him and I swear I could feel his cock get harder with every millimeter of my finger that went into him. His hole was so tight and I was stroking myself. I got another finger in him and I was edging him and then going back to my cock, just like back and forth and keeping us both on the edge. I licked up his body - starting at his cock and tasting the shaved mound above it, then going up his tight stomach and his smooth tattooed chest, all muscle-y hard curves. I got to his neck and he sighed as I licked it. And then he turned his face to mine and just like that we were making out.

It was like we’d been building up to that the whole time. We obviously had sexual chemistry and we’d done it enough at this point. But in kissing him, it was like we were figuring it out together, lightly pressing our lips together and being tentative with our tongues. But my fingers were still inside of him and as I pumped them he moaned and then we were really making out, tongues deep and just going for it. 

I pulled back. My hard cock was right there. He was looking down at it. I pulled my fingers out of him and his ass was open. I pushed my cock down and let it catch on his hole. 

“Fuck!” he said, looking almost desperately in my eyes. I looked at him as I pressed it to him again. And I was just about to push in the head when his phone started ringing. 

I stopped. For a moment we just looked at each, paused at the precipice of what we’d been about to do. And then he sighed and leaned over to pick up his phone from where it was buzzing on the coffee table. 

“It’s your mom,” he said. He set his phone down next to him and put his arm over his eyes. I sat back, hard cock still in my hands, his hole still open and wet from my tongue. His phone stopped buzzing and then it started again. “Shit,” he said, and answered this time. 

“Hey,” he said into the phone. I started to get up. But Doug grabbed my hand and kept me there. He took my hand and brought it back to his ass as he mumbled to my mom. I slid my two fingers into him again. “Yeah. Alright. Cool,” he said, looking in my eyes as I pumped my fingers into him. Then he hung up his phone. “Your mom’s on the way,” he said, “So we better be quick.” 

“Fuck man,” I said, still fingering him but starting to lose concentration. I took my hand off my cock. “I don’t know…maybe we should stop.”

“She’s ten minutes away, man. C’mon I just need to cum,” he said. I sighed. “Here,” Doug said, and pulled me down into him and kissed me again. I felt his hole tighten around my fingers. 

“Fuck dude,” I said. He was jacking as I fingered him and just doing that, making out with him, was getting me close. “I could cum like this.”

“Me too,” he said. “Cum on my hole, dude.”

“Yeah?” I said. Our lips were next to one another, breath going fast. “I’m really close.”

“Me too dude. Cum with me. Fuck!” I felt his hole tighten as he began to shoot, somehow even more cum than earlier that night. It spurted up his body and landed on his stomach in between us. 

I took my fingers out of him as I came and aimed it at his wide-open hole. Some went inside. I thought of pushing it in him but I didn’t want to push the boundaries again. Doug held his ass up for me as I came, saying “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah,” as I glazed his hole with his cum. 

We managed to clean up pretty fast and I climbed in bed just as I heard the front door open and my mom come in. They were up late talking, then; talking and fighting. And all the while I thought of how some of my cum was probably still coating his hole. And how just for a moment we’d gotten really close to taking it further than either of us had probably anticipated. But at that moment, listening to the two of them fight, I felt so guilty and I was glad that we hadn't.