Hunter's Secret Toy - Part 2

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I swallowed hard. Was he really saying this? Was he really meaning it? I watched him as his lip curled to a smile, and gasped sharply when his hand clasped around the back of my neck.

"You want this, don't you?" He asked, rubbing his crotch as he held me, "you want this big cock that you've been thinking about all day".

I don't know how he knew. I don't know how he knew any of this, but he did, and all I could do was nod.

"Tell me you want it, John" he continued, his hand sliding up and down as he glared at me, "tell me you need it".

All rational thoughts had vacated my mind. I stared down at his bulge, watching as it stiffened beneath his pants. My mouth had gone dry, and I was dizzy with excitement.

"I need it" I said honestly, "I need your big dick so bad, Hunter".

He sucked air through his teeth and squeezed his rod, showing the outline of the massive snake, weaving across his thigh.

"Are you gonna be my little slut?" He asked, still holding my neck, almost forcing me to look down upon him. "My dirty little cum slut?" He continued, his voice low and rough, "my secret little cock sucking bitch boy?"

My pants were now tenting as I imagined how very amazing it would be to take Hunter up on his offer. I was sweating, my heart was racing, but he seemed to be feeding off of it.

"Y... Yes" I told him, and he bit down on his lip.

Hunter slid his hand into his pants and played with himself as I watched hungrily. I wanted so bad to join him in there, but he continued to hold me in place as he jerked himself.

"You know something, Joel?" He groaned, "most chicks can't handle me. They reckon I'm too rough, but I've got a good feeling about you".

He pulled his hand from his pants and covered my face with it.

"Smell my cock" he breathed, rubbing me as I inhaled the warm stench of his sweaty junk, "you like that? You want that?"

"Fuck" I gasped, feeling my lungs fill with the musk of Hunter Sterling.

"Lick those fingers" he hissed, pushing one into my mouth, and I did lick, then I sucked, and suddenly I was feeling two of his fingers slide across my tongue and into my throat.

"You're so fucking hot, Jace" he mumbled, fingering my mouth as I gagged, "such a hot fucking slut".

I was almost certain that I'd died and gone to heaven. My boxer briefs were now drenched in pre-fuck, and I was hornier than I had ever been before. How had this happened? One minute I'd been walking home with David, and now I was gagging on Hunter's fingers in his bedroom!

"Now get down on your knees you little whore" he ordered, and dragged me into place.

I'd never been treated like this before. I never knew I wanted to be treated like this before. It was degrading and somewhat humiliating, but it was also the best feeling I'd ever had.

I was eye level with his large bulge. He pushed his hips forward and held my face against it. Beneath the fabric, I could feel him tense his long, thick cock and I almost came immediately.

"Open your mouth" he demanded, and I did.

I ran my lips across it, feeling the sheer size as I trailed my tongue over his bulge. He moaned above me, dragging himself back and forth, and then finally it happened. The thing I'd imagined countless times before. The thing I'd dreamt about since the day I first laid eyes on him.

Hunter shoved his pants down his muscular thighs and I watched as his huge cock bounced out and drooled thick ropes of pre onto my knees. It was as spectacular as I'd hoped. It hung there, half hard, yet bigger than any cock I'd ever seen. The head was damp and leaking, and his balls were smooth and drooping. The powerful stench of his meat washed over me. He'd had practice today, and I could tell.

"Yeah" he groaned as I pressed my face into his junk and inhaled. He hung his head back and allowed me to drag his scent into my body, and I immediately became addicted.

"Suck it" he breathed, "suck all of it".

I had no idea how I was going to manage such a large organ. I wrapped my hand around the thick base, unable to even close my fingers fully. His cock was heavy and warm, and when I lifted it, more fluids dripped from his cumslit. I ran my tongue over the slippery head, tasting the harsh saltiness as it poured into me, and swallowed hungrily.

"Oh yeah" he nodded, running his hand through my hair as I gulped more, "you're an eager little cock slut, huh?"

I was barely listening to him now. I closed my mouth around his helmet and sucked more pre-cum into me. I wanted to bottle the stuff and drink it forever, but I had a job to do. I plunged down as far as I could go. His shaft was so wide that my lips spread painfully apart as he worked more of it into my throat, and I gagged violently.

"Come on, that's not even half way" he told me, pulling me deeper onto it, "relax your throat".

I did as I was told and felt my throat muscles ease. Another inch or two slid into me, and I was sure that he was going to reach my stomach if he went any further. My entire body became tense as I let out another vicious gag, and throat smile shot from my nose.

"Fuck yeah" he groaned, pumping, "get it all messy".

My eyes were streaming, my nose was, too, but this entire situation was magical. I swallowed more of him, feeling my throat expand like a snake as he entered me further. Eventually, after my nose had managed to just about touch his pubes, I had no choice but to pull off him and breathe.

As I coughed and gasped, Hunter grabbed his wet, messy cock and jerked it slowly. "Get naked" he told me, "I'm fucking you".

It wasn't a question. I didn't want it to be a question, yet the idea of that thing inside me made me wince. Regardless, I began to undress as he watched me closely, and when I finally stood before him naked, he looked down at my cock, which was tiny in comparison, and smiled.

"Your boxers are messy" he told me, and I shrugged because my mind was focused only on him, "here, look".

Hunter reached down and picked up my drenched underwear. He lifted them to his face and inhaled as he stroked himself, and without warning, he shoved the wet part into my mouth.

"Taste how excited I make you" he said, shoving more and more into my mouth until my moans turned to muffled gasps, "taste your juices".

I sucked my mess from the warm fabric. I'd tasted myself many times before, but not like this. Hunter spun me around and gripped each of my ass cheeks as I bent over the bed. He pried them apart roughly, dragging his wet finger across my virgin hole as I bit down on my boxer briefs.

"Such a pretty little cunt" he growled, jabbing at it with his fingertip, "I'm afraid it's not gonna' be so pretty when I'm finished with it".

I winced as he drove his finger knuckle deep into my rectum, letting my boxers fall from my mouth. He twisted it inside me, feeling my guts and prostate as he prodded and poked. He used his finger like a hook, dragging my asshole down, then sideways until he could fit a second finger in, and I whimpered as he pumped me.

"Don't cum" he said, as I thrusted and squirmed against the edge of the bed, desperate to release the tension in my stiff cock.

With no difficulty whatsoever, Hunter pulled me onto his lap, making me straddle him, with a knee either side as he sat me on the tip of his cock, facing him.

"You're so fucking hot" he told me again, which was absolutely absurd coming from a man like Hunter.

His large cock head slipped across my hole as he wrapped his hands around me and pulled my cheeks apart. "I'm going to fucking destroy you" he added, and I gulped.

He watched me. His mouth hung open slightly and his body went rigid as he tried to find his way inside me. When his cock located my entrance, his eyes narrowed deviously and slowly he began.

I wasn't sure what to expect. Naturally, of course, I expected a world of pain as he opened me up, but his cock had been drenched in lube, and his fingers had done a good job of preparing me, so when his thick helmet pushed through my sphincter and popped into me, it wasn't as painful as I expected.

"You're so tight" he groaned, prising my cheeks further apart as I writhed and whimpered, "I'm gonna leave you so fucking loose, bro".

Deeper and deeper he went, filling me up until I was sure that he had reached my stomach. I was sweating, he was sweating, but he pushed deeper again until I felt his balls against my ass.

Hunter was breathing heavy now. Our faces were inches apart, and my body was in overdrive as I tried to adjust to the feeling of his huge cock invading me. We both stared at each other, and without warning, Hunter kissed me.

His tongue was as powerful as his cock. He shoved it deep into my mouth as he began pumping my hole. I gasped, moaned and groaned, but he only got faster as our lips smacked together.

"Moan for me" he said into my mouth, lowering his head as his speed increased, "fucking moan!"

I did moan. I moaned hard, and I moaned loud. I could feel my asshole clench around his thick shaft, but it was too late for that. Hunter was in me, and he wasn't coming out until he was ready to come out.

He leaned his head against my chest, likely hearing the hammering of my heart as he hammered my hole. His cock was punching deep into my bowels, completely drowning my prostate in pre-cum, which in turn, forced gushings of it down my own shaft.

The fucking intensified. His balls slapped hard against my ass with each forceful thrust, and suddenly I was on my back, looking up at him as he leaned over me, sweat dripping from him onto me, and plowed me from above.

"Oh fuck" I cried out, drowning in the intoxicating pleasure of having my asshole ruined, "oh I'm gonna cum, Hunter!"

"No you're not!" He growled, "not before I do, anyway".

His muscular hips rammed harder, destroying the muscle that I had used to clench down on him. He was right, he was ruining my hole, and I was incredibly thankful for it.

I don't know how long it took. I'd lost all concept of time in those minutes that Hunter Sterling had not only popped my cherry, but brutalised it. I was panting like a dog, hardly able to breathe through the intense pleasure of being fucked like a toy.

"Now I'm gonna fill your cunt and you're gonna keep it there" he snarled, grabbing my legs and placing them over his shoulders.

I could think of nothing better than feeling Hunter's seed inside me, but the position he'd just put himself in, made me realise that these last few moments were going to be extreme.

With all his power, Hunter began to jackhammer my hole and I melted into the feeling of being nothing more than an orifice for him. He was using me like I was nothing, and although the idea of that should have been off-putting, I could think of nothing hotter.

His large, heavy balls smacked hard against me with each piston-like thrust. He pulled out eight inches, and rammed back eight inches with unimaginable speed. His huge member pulverised my prostate, and just as he gasped and moaned out, my own cock began to explode with ropes of thick cum.

"Oh fuck!" He called out, his rod expanding inside me as he drowned my insides in his creamy load, "oh man!"

On and on it went. The stench of cum and fucking filled the room. My stomach swelled from the sheer volume of seed that he was pouring into me, and then just like that, it was all over.

I lay there covered in sweat and cum, gasping and moaning as he pulled his rod out of me, and left my hole gaping. I felt his seed drool from me, until he fingered it back inside.

"Leave it in there" he said breathlessly, and I could do nothing but nod.

My entire body was buzzing with pleasure. I had never experienced anything as amazing, yet now it was over, and I desperately wanted it to continue.

As though he read my mind, Hunter sat down naked beside me, and grinned.

"So much for not being gay" he laughed, and I smiled as I wiped sweat from my eyes. "Sorry if I got too intense" he continued, "chicks hate it".

"I... I fucking loved it" I admitted, my chest rising and falling rapidly.

"Good" he whispered, "because there's plenty more where that came from, Jake".