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  I looked down and I could see the huge tent he was pitching in his gym shorts. His cock twitched and bounced against the fabric like it was asking me to touch it.

  But I held back. Despite wanting to sleep with Travis again, I still wanted control. I still wanted to feel like I could handle him. But I knew it would be a losing battle.

  "You seem really excited there," I said to him, looking down at his cock.

  He grinned. "You make me really fucking hard, Doc. And I haven't had sex in two weeks. I haven't even come."

  My eyes widened. "In two weeks?"

  He shook his head. "Not at all."

  Holy shit, I thought. With all that tension backed up I felt he was going to destroy me to release all of it.

  He put his hands on my sides and pushed me against the desk. "I've got so much sexual frustration to deal with, Doc." Then he cracked a smile. "Do you think you can get it all out of me?"

  Hold back, I told myself. Just hold back and try and stay in control.

  He leaned in closer to me. I could feel his breath on my skin. His lips were so close to mine. So achingly close to mine that my body trembled.

  "Will you help me out, Doc?" he asked.

  "Travis..." I breathed short and quick.

  This sexy-as-hell bastard needed to stop talking so I could maintain some sense of restraint.

  He squeezed my body. He wrapped his arm around my lower back. "I'm so fucking frustrated, Doc," he growled. "Help me get it all out."

  He squeezed my butt so hard that it hurt a little, but the pleasure outweighed the pain and made my cock stiffen to a full erection in my pants.

  He pressed his body against mine so that our rock hard manhood grinded against one another.

  He groaned. "Or should I just force you to help me out..."

  My eyes closed and my head tilted to the side. I couldn't fight him off. I didn't want to.

  His lips finally touched mine, just barely, but just enough to send tingles throughout my body.

  "Fuck you, Travis," I whispered as he started to kiss me. "You fucking bastard!"

  And I didn't get another word in.

  He grabbed my face and plunged his lips onto mine hard and firm. He kissed me, then his tongue prodded into my mouth and whipped against mine.

  My hands landed on his arms. I grabbed at his body. I ran my fingers through the back of his hair.

  He spoke through heated, heavy breaths as he kissed me. "Doc, I wanna fuck you so bad."

  I ran my hands down his body. I felt those muscles and ripples and the tiny beads of sweat left on his skin.

  He yanked down his gym shorts and his cock sprung out. It was thick and throbbing and fucking beautiful.

  My hand went straight to it. I pet and stroked his shaft, making him moan and groan like a wild animal.

  "Yeah, Doc," he growled. "Stroke my dick. It's hard just for you."

  "Yeah," I moaned. "This is my dick, right?"

  He smiled as he started thrusting slowly in and out of my grip. "Yeah, man. This cock is all for you."

  It was fucking sexy!

  I couldn't believe I was talking dirty back to him. It was something I'd never done before.

  "Are you going to fuck me with it?" I whimpered while tugging at the back of his hair.

  "Fuck yes!" he growled while kissing me.

  "Are you going to fuck me hard with your big cock?" I asked.

  He bit my lip. Then he pushed me aside and with a single motion of his hand brushed everything off of my desk. Everything but the lamp crashed onto the floor.

  Then he grabbed me and pushed me back against the desk. "I'm going to use my big cock to fuck you senseless, Doc!"

  "Fuck," I gasped.

  He grabbed me by my hips and whirled me around. He bent me over my desk and put his fingers under the waistline of my pants.

  He grabbed and squeezed my ass. "Yeah, this is the best ass I've ever seen, man."

  I held onto the sides of my desk with a tight grip. I bit my lip, waiting in heat for his next move.

  He pulled me up by my shoulders. My back arched and my head tilted back.

  He wrapped his hand around my throat and squeezed. I felt his lips and the edges of his teeth on the skin of my neck.

  He heaved and panted.

  I could feel his pulsing cock rub against my butt.

  With his other hand, he grabbed a hold of my tie and pulled on it.

  "You're the hottest piece of ass I've ever had," he growled into my ear.

  "Fuck," I whimpered.

  There was still a little part of me that hadn't completely surrendered to him. And that part of me still wanted to stop him. I was still scared of this. I was scared of the consequences. I didn't want to hurt him and I didn't want to get hurt. I didn't want to get used, either.

  But the way he touched me, the way he took full fucking control of my body had me reeling with arousal so strong that my body trembled.

  He held onto my other tie while his other hand groped and squeezed my ass.

  Then he spanked me hard and firm, sending a twinge through my body and to the edge of my dripping cock.

  He spanked me again and rubbed his palm over my butt. "Do you like that, Doc?"

  "Yes," I gasped. "Fuck yes."

  He spanked me a third time, even harder.

  I yelped. "Fuck!"

  He gripped my ass and pulled my body back against him. "I need your body so fucking bad."

  And I wanted his body, too. I wanted his body so badly that I stopped thinking about anything else.

  "I can't wait to feel your sweet ass again," he growled into my ear. Then he nibbled on my ear lobe while breathing against it and my neck.

  He released me from his grip and pushed me back down over the desk. I loved how aggressive he was.

  He reached under my waist and undid my belt and pants.

  "What are you doing?" I panted.

  He raked his finger tips down my back, all the way to my hips. "Taking what's mine, Doc."

  He grabbed my pants and boxers in his hands and yanked them down to my ankles, exposing my bare ass to him.

  Then I felt his warm hands on my ass, squeezing and massaging.

  "Yeah, that's fucking great," he groaned.

  He cock rubbed against me, leaving a trail of precome on my body.

  "Oh my God," I whimpered.

  He got down on his knees behind me. He took a handful of butt cheek into each one of his hands and spread them.

  "Fuck," I whimpered.

  "Hey, Doc," he said, "when's the last time any man's licked your sweet little asshole?"

  My eyes rolled back as I tilted my head back. "Too long," I said with a heavy breath.

  He smiled and gathered some spit into his mouth. "Not anymore."

  "Travis, what are you-"

  Before I finished my sentence, I felt the tip of his tongue touch against my rim.

  Instantly, my head lowered back onto the desk. My fingers clawed at the wood as I held onto the sides. My mouth opened and I whimpered.

  His tongue did circles around my hole, licking and teasing me. He sent my body into a raging fit in under a minute. The fastest I'd ever felt like I was ready to come.

  I felt ready to come already, just with his tongue inside me.

  "Travis," I said. I wanted to warn him to slow down, that what he was doing would soon make me finish before we could even really get started.

  His tongue flattened and started swirling around my asshole. Hot and wet. Firm and fast. It flicked against my swollen, aching taint.

  "Fuck!" he roared as he spanked me. "Man, this is the best ass in the whole world."

  My head leaned back. I whined and whimpered. "Travis, you're... you're gonna make me..." But I couldn't finish my sentence.

  Precome dripped out of my cock. I knew if I touched myself, that would be the end of it. But he was so good with his tongue I felt I might not even need to in order to reach orgasm.

  He leaned back and took a brea
th. He squeezed and rubbed his ass. "I'm gonna make you what, Doc? Come? Are you gonna come already?"

  I nodded. "Yes," I whined. "Yes, Travis, fuck! You're gonna make me come!"

  He smiled with satisfaction. "Do it."

  "What?" I asked. "Travis, no. I don't wanna come, yet!"

  "I want you to fucking come," he growled. "I want you to fucking come with my tongue in your asshole."

  I leaned up. "Travis, please. I want to last for you."

  He put his big hand on my back and forced me to bend back over. "Trust me, Doc. I'll make you last. Now shoot your load already. I wanna see you come while I eat your ass."

  I held back onto the desk. "Bastard. You fucking bastard!"

  He dug his tongue back into my ass. He fucked me with it. Hot and wet and firm and fast. His spit dripped down my taint and onto the floor.

  My body started to seize.

  My cock started to pulse.

  "No," I whined. But I was so fucking turned on at the control he had over me that I loved it. "No, don't make me come!"

  He growled as he hungrily rimmed me.

  And then he sent me over the edge of no return.

  My body clenched. I gripped the desk so hard I thought I was going to rip off the woodwork.

  My cock felt electric and explosive as it pulsed and shot strings of come down the side of my desk.

  Travis was right. We weren’t done yet.

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  "Mmm, yeah!" he groaned.

  He kept tonguing me until my orgasm was over. Then he licked my rim slowly, and a minute later he stood up behind me.

  I felt a little tired, but I was still rock hard. I stayed bent over my desk.

  He ran his hands up and down my back under my undershirt. "That was fucking hot, man. Glad I could make you come so quick."

  I couldn't help but smile. "Well when your tongue is that fucking amazing it's hard not to."

  He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up to him. He turned my head around to his and made out with me. "Your ass is fucking amazing. Your whole body is amazing."

  I reached behind me and found his thick, still throbbing cock in my hand. "And what about you, Travis?"

  He spun me around and slipped tongue into my mouth. "Trust me, man. I'm going to give you so much come you'll drown in it."

  I stood still.

  He knelt before me and slipped off my shoes and socks. He took off my pants and got me almost completely naked, except for my undershirt.

  He stood back and grabbed my undershirt. "Do you need this?"

  I shook my head.

  He smiled. "Good."

  With a swift, strong motion he literally tore my undershirt off of me and tossed it to the floor.

  This made me fully hard again. I'd never seen a man act so wild and hot.

  I went to take off my tie.

  He stopped me. "No, leave this on. You look too cute with it on."

  I smiled. "Yes sir."

  He stepped out of all of his clothes. He was rugged, muscled and naked with that huge cock still engorged and ready for action.

  "God damn, you're hot," I let out.

  He smiled. "You know what's funny, Doc? Last time you controlled me, and now I'm controlling you."

  I grinned. "I'm just letting you think you are."

  He shoved me playfully. "Oh really, is that what it is?"

  I shoved him back. "That's exactly what it is, you fucking bastard."

  He grabbed my tie and pulled me to him. He grabbed my face and kissed me and slipped his tongue into my mouth again.

  He was a great kisser, a damn great kisser. I could've lost myself for weeks just letting his mouth do its magic on mine.

  He grabbed my hand and put it in between his legs, making me feel his balls. "Do you feel how full these are?"

  "Yes."

  "I'm gonna give you a choice, Doc," he said, tightening his grip on my tie. "You can either take my come in your throat... or your ass. You pick."

  Fuck, I thought.

  I grinned. "Why don't you fill up everything, big guy?"

  He smiled. "That's what I like."

  I was about to go back and kiss him...

  ... but he yanked the tie downward and forced me onto my knees before him.

  "Put your hands behind your back," he ordered.

  I was breathing short and fast. I put my trembling hands behind my back.

  "You ready?" he asked.

  I nodded. I was already drooling.

  His beautiful cock was right in front of my face and I wanted it in my mouth.

  He stepped forward. "Open your mouth."

  I did as he wished.

  He slipped that hunk of meat in between my hot, wet lips and pushed himself halfway in.

  "Fuck, yes," he groaned.

  I could taste the precome that dripped from him. I loved the way his shaft felt against my tongue as it slid back and forth over it.

  "Fuck yes!"

  He put his hand on the back of my head and started thrusting.

  I could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of my throat.

  When I started to gag, he pulled out just enough to let me catch my breath.

  Then he slid it back inside all the way to my throat.

  "Fuck, yea," he groaned. "Fuck, I'm already gonna come."

  I whined and moaned for him. I was aching to take his load. I wanted to taste and swallow it all.

  "Fuck!" he roared.

  He held onto my tie and the back of my head, and with a final thrust he started to come.

  He was right. I felt like I was drowning.

  He came so much I gagged and pulled back, spitting it out and choking on it.

  "Fuck," he moaned. He kept stroking himself, shooting jets of hot come onto my face and chest. "Holy fuck, I can't stop."

  He kept coming and coming, bucket loads spilling over me.

  After a minute he stopped.

  I was dripping wet with his hot, sticky juices. "Holy shit."

  We both started laughing.

  "Oh my God," he sighed. "That felt so fucking good."

  I smiled up at him, knowing well that his come was all over my face. "I bet."

  He pulled me up to my feet and grinned. "Man, I really sprayed you down."

  I laughed. "Yeah you weren't kidding."

  He wiped some of his come off with his finger tips, and then he paused and looked me in the eyes. He smiled at me.

  "What are you looking at?" I asked, feeling a little embarrassed. "Haven't you ever seen your own come before?"

  He laughed. "Yes I have. But I've never seen someone look so good while wearing it."

  I punched his chest. "Shut the hell up, man."

  We laughed for a few moments.

  Then he stopped laughing and stared at me again.

  "Travis, really, what the hell are you-"

  "Shh," he said. He leaned forward. "Just hold still."

  I stayed motionless.

  He leaned forward. He stuck out his tongue. He gently, slowly licked his come off of my face. Then he kissed my cheek.

  He licked his come off my chest and kissed me there.

  Holy fuck, I thought.

  It was one of the most erotic moments I'd ever experienced.

  He came back up to my face, his own come dripping off his lips. He looked me in my eyes with this dreamy, hazy expression.

  Then he planted his lips on mine and we kissed one another, letting his juices spread across our lips and tongue.

  We kept kissing like we were in some sort of trance.

  I know I was hypnotized by this guy. His lips and tongue and hands drove me out of my mind.

  "Your come tastes great doesn't it," I said.

  He grinned while holding my face. "It's alright. I bet yours tastes better."

  "Oh really, and how are you going to find out?"

  He pushed me back. "I'll just have to work another load out of you, Doctor. Think you can do it?"

  I took a step bac
k. My heart started pounding and my pulse raced again.

  "Think you can come again so I can taste it?" he asked.

  Then he pushed me hard.

  I fell back onto the warm, leather couch.

  He stepped forward.

  "Maybe you can fuck it out of me," I told him.

  He pinned me down onto the couch. He put his leg in between mine. He took my hands into his and put them up and behind my head.

  My chest rose and fell with heavy breaths.

  He smiled while holding me down. "I can definitely fuck another shot out of you, Doc."

  He kissed me and slipped his tongue into my mouth.

  Then he licked and sucked on my neck. He licked my chest and bit on my hardened nipples.

  I had goosebumps all over my body. I was tingling. I was hard as a rock again.

  He ran the tips of his fingers down my chest and stomach. He was toying with me, teasing me. "Your body is amazing, Doc."

  I pulled my right hand out from under his and touched his arms. I touched his chest and his stomach. "So is yours."

  He held his weight off of me while staying over me.

  My hand ventured further down his body, beneath his stomach and to his groin.

  I started stroking his meaty cock as my eyes rolled back in pleasure.

  He groaned and breathed heavily, letting my hand explore his cock and sack. He was rock hard again and ready for more.

  "Are you gonna let me have your ass?" he asked.

  "Yes," I answered desperately.

  My hole was puckering.

  "Yeah, Travis. You can have my asshole. Do what you want with it."

  He laughed softly as his fingers ventured down my swollen taint. "You whimper like a woman. It's fucking sexy."

  "You like it?" I asked.

  "Yeah," he answered. "Like a little slut."

  Most guys would've been angry, but him saying this turned me on like never before.

  "Like a little slut?" I asked.

  "Yeah that's right," he growled. His middle finger reached in between my butt cheeks and found the edge of my man pussy. "You whine like a little, sexy slut."

  His finger pressed against my eager, smooth hole.

  My eyes closed and I gasped.

  "Yeah that's right," I said. "I'm your little slut."

  His lips landed on mine again. They were hard and passionate. "You're so much better than my wife."