Leaning forward, Roland kissed his way down my body. I shivered at the sensation of his tongue sweeping over my skin. His warm breath drifted over my cock.

When he opened his mouth wide and took me inside, I struggled to keep my hips still. But even if I hadn't managed to resist the urge to thrust, it wouldn't have mattered, for Roland effortlessly swallowed my entire length. 

"Ah, fuck!" I cried through heavy breaths. Staring down at him, I wondered if he had any kind of gag reflex whatsoever. Again, his tongue pleasured me, but this time, it was extended and licking my sac. My mind reeled from the exquisite sensation, combined with that of his throat surrounding my tip. His incredible technique of giving head made me worry I might soon shoot my load.

Roland must have noticed me violently trembling. Pulling off, he drew in several lungfuls of air, grinning all the while. "You seem a little on edge, Douglas."

"Yeah," I choked out. "The way you just deepthroated my dick had me ready to explode!"

"I'll give you a break. Don't want you coming too fast." He contented himself with suckling my sac. "I love how nice and tight your nuts are."

He sucked first one ball, and then the other, between his lips. "My God, that feels amazing!" I sighed. My dick, still rock-hard, continued to a faint, insistent throb. Its pulsing grew stronger when Roland's tongue moved lower, gliding across my taint. He stopped just short of my hole, continuing to tease until I let out a needy groan. 

"Turn over for me," he said. "Put your face down and lift that gorgeous ass in the air."

"Ooh, yes, Daddy!" 

Once I was in the position Roland preferred, he carefully withdrew the plug from my ass. "A decent size," he remarked upon seeing it, "but I'm still going to stretch your hole. You'll be gaping by the time I'm through with you."

My fingertips dug into the couch cushion. "I can't wait to be your fucktoy."

Now, it was his turn to moan. I half-expected him to thrust those hard, thick ten inches into me at that very moment, but he took his time stroking and massaging my buttocks. Though I was still horny as hell, I grew relaxed from his touch. 

"All day, I've thought about eating your ass." Roland buried his face between my spread cheeks, passionately kissing my hole. I released a lust-filled cry at the feel of his lips and tongue. He gave my left buttock a playful bite before swirling his tongue around my opening. 

"Yes, Daddy, please!" I knew it turned him on to be called that, and the truth was, it turned me on to say it. 

He worked his tongue inside me, deeper than I'd imagined possible. My dick twitched powerfully in response. While fucking me in such an intimate way, he massaged my taint. It felt so damn good that I had to bite my lip to suppress another cry. Part of me wanted to hide how much I needed this man buried inside my ass. But another part of me figured my efforts were futile; by this point, Roland had to be fully aware he was in control. 

Though he didn't overdo it with the ass eating, he made sure I was plenty ready before planting a kiss on my buttock and murmuring, "Stay just like that."

With my forehead resting against the couch cushion, I listened as he opened a table drawer. Then I heard what sounded like him squirting lube from a container. Bringing his slick fingers to my entrance, he said, "I'm gonna make sure you're good and stretched for me."

Just as always, he was careful. My ass, already stretched from the plug, had no trouble accepting two fingers. When Roland spread them farther apart, he gave me just a hint of what I could expect from his big dick. 

A little later, he slowly withdrew, then guided me upward so I was kneeling beside him. He now sat on the couch again, stroking his cock. "I want you to ride me, Douglas."

I watched him apply more lube to his tip. His lips pulled back from his teeth a little while he granted himself that small pleasure. Our eyes met, and I sucked in a sharp breath at the hot intensity his stare held. 

Still, he was coaxing, not at all demanding as he whispered, "Come here, baby." 

Moving to straddle him, I saw that he'd retrieved a condom, along with the lube. "I'm on PrEP, so we don't have to use a condom if you don't want." My words held an obvious hopeful note. 

Sliding his palms over my muscular thighs, Roland looked up at me and smiled. "And what do you want?"

Lowering my head, I gave him an urgent kiss. "I want you to fuck me raw, Daddy."

Roland sucked my lower lip between his. Once more, his fingers found my nipples, and I couldn't resist bucking my hips. By now, I was wild for him.

"Take me inside you," he said in that deep, commanding tone I loved. "And remember, it's okay to go slow."

I quickly nodded to let him know I understood. Though I appreciated him being so gentle, I had to fight my own impatience. If I weren't so hard and horny, I might have done more to heed his suggestion. I might have realized that he'd had plenty of experience in giving men his massive cock, and his caution was definitely warranted.

But I eagerly reached between us to position his tip at my opening. Sinking down, I muffled a whimper as his cockhead pressed insistently against my flesh.

Roland stroked my thighs as if to soothe me. "Easy, Douglas."

I experienced that searing ache familiar to all bottoms, yet the sensation was far more intense with Roland. I felt as if my ass had never before been taken, and by the time I accepted his entire tip, I'd broken into a sweat.

Beneath me, he was still. I gave him a pleading, desperate look while I was partially impaled on his dick. Rather than flaunt his huge size, he again urged me to take my time. 

Almost imperceptibly, I trembled. After taking a few breaths, I managed to banish some of the tension from my muscles. As I inched farther down, a cry escaped my lips, but it wasn't prompted by pain. No, it was because of the immense pressure his cock was applying to my prostate. My God, I'd never felt anything like it! Sure, I'd had my prostate massaged, and partners thrusting at the right angle could easily bring me to orgasm that way. But Roland filled me entirely, and each time I moved, the stimulation left me slack-jawed. 

"Jesus, you're so big!" I told him. Flashing a grin full of relief and renewed lust, I added, "And you feel so fucking incredible!"

"So do you, baby!" He offered his own sexy smile. "You are unbelievably tight."

Finally, I settled all the way down upon him. My dick hadn't softened in the least, and Roland circled his fingers around my shaft. All it took was a few gentle strokes from him, and I was ready to start riding his dick at a sensual pace.

Confident that I could handle every inch, I placed my hands behind me so they were resting on his thighs. Tossing my head back, I dared to slide up and down his length. My eyes rolled from the way he continually stimulated my prostate. His tip made contact again and again, delivering an onslaught of ecstasy each time. 

Roland's hand pumped away at my dick as I rode him. Our moans, edged with desperate lust, soon filled the room.  

"You're so goddamn gorgeous, riding Daddy's cock!"  

I drew in an uneven breath. "That huge dick is gonna make me come!" But it wasn't just his dick, fantastic as it was. It was also the way he delighted in the sight of my body. Ignoring a twinge of pain, I moved faster, aching for release. 

The bliss engulfed me in a dizzying rush. I started shaking, yet my rhythm didn't falter. Bouncing on Roland's dick, my groans morphed into wails. I heard his breathing quicken, and I sensed the tension winding through him, just as it snaked through me. 

Since I'd had prostate orgasms in the past, I recognized the fierce, full-body climax now overtaking me. It wasn't concentrated only in my groin. No, I felt it in every single muscle! A weak gush of fluid emerged from my cock, doing little more than serving as extra lube. 

Roland made a strangled sound as my ass tightened around him. "Christ almighty!" 

I quaked beneath his touch, panting while he slid his hands over my chest. He hadn't yet come, and when our eyes met, he offered one of those confident smiles that made me think he could last for some time yet. 

"Need a break?" he asked.

Though my ass was already tender, I refused to stop. "Hell no!" I replied, which prompted him to chuckle. 

"Then let's try another way."

Roland took a lightweight blanket from the back of the couch and placed it on the cushion beneath my lifted ass. Again, I lay on my back, legs spread wide. He applied yet more lube, for which I was grateful, and then knelt between my parted thighs.

His eyes gleamed as he grasped his cock and waggled it at me. "Tell me you want it."

I had no pride left. "I want that dick back inside my ass, Daddy. Please!"

Satisfied, he brought his tip to my entrance. Toying with me, he slid only a little inside, giving me millimeters at most.

"Fuck me!" I shouted helplessly.

That made him laugh low and soft. And then he delivered a fervent thrust, driving himself all the way inside my ass. 

"Yes, yes, take it!" I growled through clenched teeth. I was far beyond the pain of being stretched anew; I couldn't think past my need for this man's dick. 

Roland was no longer gentle. At my urging, he fucked me relentlessly. Gazing up at him, I watched his jaw tighten. A bead of sweat trickled down the side of his face. Another fell upon my skin when he lowered his head to kiss me. 

"Jerk your cock," he ordered. "I want you to come for me again."

As I stroked my dick, I wondered if Roland had ruined me for all other men. How could another cock satisfy me after this? 

"That's it!" he panted. "Come hard for Daddy!"

Locking eyes with him, I made no attempt to conceal how close I was, and how he'd so easily reduced me to such a state. I came with a gasp, followed by a shuddering groan. My cum spurted forth, reaching my neck.

All the while, Roland continued his powerful fucking, but I could tell my contractions had him ready to erupt. "I'm gonna breed you, Douglas," he rasped out.

"Make me your cumslut!" I begged. 

Following several shallow pumps of his hips, he slammed into me, all the way to the hilt. His entire body strained from the force of his orgasm, and I felt his dick pulsing within my ass. The thought of his semen filling my hole sent a fresh tremor through my muscles. 

Though we were both breathing fast, his mouth again claimed mine. I surrendered to that kiss as my palms glided over his back. 

I dreaded the moment when Roland pulled out, leaving me empty. When I started to ease upward, he placed a hand on my shoulder to stop me. Leaning forward, he licked the cum from my skin. The act was so arousing that I felt my dick stir yet again.

After gathering up every trace of my semen, Roland retrieved the plug and eased it back into my ass. "Keep my cum inside you a little while longer," he murmured. My flesh clenched around the plug, as if to remind me of the hard, rigid dick I'd just taken. 

Finally, he showed me to the bathroom, where I cleaned myself up and got dressed. Once I returned to the living room, I saw that he was fully clothed as well, and he had a cold beer waiting for me. Sitting on his couch, we chatted more. I was in no hurry to leave, especially since he continued stroking me as we talked: his palm roamed over my thigh and beneath my top. The feel of him fondling my nipples made it difficult for me to form coherent sentences. While I struggled to speak, he kissed my neck. 

By the time I rose from the couch, darkness had long since fallen. Roland walked me to the door. I grabbed my phone and keys from the table but hesitated to take the envelope of cash. 

Noticing my uncertainty, Roland said, "Go on. You've certainly earned it, Douglas."

With a shy smile, I thanked him and accepted the money. Just before giving me a lingering kiss good night, he pulled me close. His hands drifted downward to cup my ass. "You'll be back here soon."

It wasn't a question, yet I immediately nodded.

Lifting an eyebrow, Roland squeezed my flesh. "And next time, it won't be necessary for me to pay you for the pleasure of your company, will it?"

"No, Daddy." My face flushed with a pleasurable warmth, and my smile widened. "I don't need your money; I just need your dick."