smut slut

Jesse's heartbeat was racing so much, he could feel himself trembling. The thought of playing out this smutty shit again got his adrenaline pumping. None of his fuck buddies wanted to role-play. The thought of Jesse calling one of his fuck buddies “daddy,” was a turn off. 

Till he met Morgan. 

Morgan fitted Jesse's criteria. Tall, sturdy, fit, muscly. Handsome. Smutty. 

The two had discussed the dynamics of this odd relationship. They agreed to meet in a cafe and when Jesse saw him for the first time walking into the cafe, mentally undressing him, pushing him on the cafe table. Once Morgan had sat down at the table, he couldn't help himself fantasising about the first role-play. Morgan worked out at least four times a week, alternating from legs to arms to chest. The strenuous work he put his body through was obvious. Jesse sat there like a gracious nun, trying hard not to get a boner and jump Morgan. Morgan knew exactly what he was doing, though. 

As Jesse tried to calm himself, he heard the door handle click followed by heavy boots pushing the door closed. Despite this relationship being purely based on role-playing and smut, he often wondered what Morgan would be as boyfriend material. The thought vanished when he saw Morgan standing in the doorway licking those lips and rubbing his hands together. The mirror had been positioned where it was, facing outwards looking down the hall. That way when things got spicy, Morgan could watch himself fuck Jesse to his heart's content. 

Morgan took his jacket off, revealing a tight black dress shirt. The buttons at the top were close to bursting. His chest was beefy and had more cleavage than some of those skinny bitches. Jesse liked the look of Morgan and his thinking. 

"Oh that shirt looks good on you," Jesse drooled.

"Did I ask you to speak?"

Jesse stopped, gulped, positioned himself again. 

Morgan moved into his presence, reaching out to grab a handful of one of Jesse's plump cheeks. One firm slap on that cheek, sounded like a firm basketball on a newly fresh concrete surface. 

Another couple slaps, another few moans of “yes Papi.” 

"Do you like what you see Boss?"

"Shut up!" 

Jesse liked testing Morgan’s buttons during a role-playing session. He learned a lot about how Morgan functions when he isn’t Morgan. 

Morgan got down, squatted, spread Jesse's fat cheeks apart and smiled. He heaved a ball of saliva directed at Jesse's winking sphincter. Jesse shuddered, eyes rolling to the back of his head as Morgan flicked his tongue around, licking up and down his taint. The smell of adrenaline and sweat between Jesse's legs took Morgan to a new level. As each soft lick got him in the mood, the cries from Jesse filled the air. The louder the whining, the more in depth Morgan got. Morgan reached for Jesse’s erected cock, rubbed the tip gently with his index finger, pulling away slowly to inspect how intense that leakage got. 

“Oh baby,” Morgan said, giddily as licked the tip of his finger. “Someone’s being a naughty boy. Is papi too good?"

Jesse let out a long deflated breath. Morgan got up off his knees and pulled Jesse by the hair, the part of the fantasy that gets him every time. He hauled him down the hallway to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom, Morgan threw him onto the bed into the plush pillows. Jesse winced.

"Turn over," barked Morgan. 

Jesse obeyed. He rolled over onto his stomach and Morgan's eyes lit up at the sight. In the bedroom mirror, he could see Morgan's biceps flexing as he scrambled to take off his shirt and pants. 

"Babe, I swear these cheeks get fatter each time we meet up." 

"Well,  I gotta make sure my papi is satisfied," he said, clenching the sheets. 

"Your papi, eh?" 

Morgan straddled Jesse's ass, priming and prodding his sweet pink hole. He heaved up a ball of saliva and aimed it into Jesse's hole. He felt Jesse wince. 

"Oh Morgan," he cried, with pleasure. 

"Getting you ready for this fat cock of mine."

"Please Papi.” 

He spat another ball of saliva onto Jesse's hole. Jesse shuddered at the wet sensation. Morgan attempted to slide his fat girthy head into Jesse's slit as he moaned out loud. 

"Oh fuck."

"Yeah take my fat cock, baby boy."

Jesse's body shuddered and tensed as Morgan's cock grew harder deep inside. The tight anal passage was thrilling for both. 

"Oh fuck me," Jesse cried with pleasure as Morgan quickened the pace. He punched the mattress

Morgan placed his hands firmly around Jesse's throat, feeling him exasperated. As Jesse fell into rhythm with Morgan's pace, he arched his back further. Both moaned rather loudly as the pace quickened even more. The continuous slap of Morgan's beefy thighs against Jesse's rump cheeks, echoed around the room. Not long after that, Morgan collapsed onto Jesse with a thud. His cock pumped liquids into his ass. 

"You know babe?" Morgan whispered in Jesse's ear. "This little fantasy we have never gets old."