top4jock:“Imagine what it would be like if Jen said you could do anything you wanted with her, treat
top4jock:“Imagine what it would be like if Jen said you could do anything you wanted with her, treat her like a cheap whore, use her just to get yourself off. What would you do?” @ta11nerd asked me.“I have never thought about that. She would never do that, though.” I told him.“I bet you would you get rough with her. Slap her around, let her know who is the boss. Is that what you would like” he asked.“I cannot think about that. She would never let me do that,” I answered, trying not to think of how I much I would really like to fuck her hard.“I bet she wants to talk after you have screwed her instead of going to make you a sandwich while you take a nap,” he teased me.“All men want that,” I laughed nervously. I was not sure where this was going.“Does she even suck your cock anymore?” he asked.“No. To be honest there are blow jobs that are so bad they are not worth it. Besides, I would not want to do something she hates to do,” I told him, realizing I had given away personal details that were nobody’s business.“And she is the girl you want to ask to marry you?” he continued his questioning.“Yes, next weekend,” I told him. He already knew that, though.“So even though she does not fulfill your sexual needs, you are willing to commit to only having sex with her for he rest of your life,” he pushed me.It took me a minute to come up with a response. “Well there is more to it than just sex,” I said. “I enjoy her company.”“Yeah, but you enjoy my company, too,” he said.“That’s different. With you I do things I want to do. She does not like playing video games, or going to scifi movies,” I said, losing confidence in my answers.“So, you enjoy her company even though you do not get to do the things you like?” I sensed he was chipping away at my relationship with Jen, but I did not know why. “Is she at least a good cook?”“No, she is a terrible cook,” I laughed. “She burned spaghetti once.”“I don’t suppose she cleans, either?”“No her place is kind of a mess,” I admitted. “Why the sudden interest in her?”“I have no interest in her,” he assured me. “I am just trying to figure out why you would want to marry someone who does not fulfill your sexual fantasies, does not share your interests, and does not cook or clean. I would do all those things for you.”The conversation had taken a strange turn. “Dude, for one thing, you have a dick,” I laughed, hoping it was a joke.“Ignore my dick. I will keep it secured in a jock strap or locked in a cage. We both enjoy it when we hang together, you know I can cook, and just look around you. You see how clean I keep this place,” he started his hard sell.“I am not sure what you are saying,” I said, still a little shocked.“I am saying I would be a better wife for you than Jen would.” I could almost hear the pleading in his voice. “I may have a penis, but you are man enough to make me your bitch, in and out of bed.”Fucking him that first time was a bit awkward. His hard pecs were nothing like Jen’s firm breasts. The blow job he gave me was far and away the best I ever had. Yeah, he had a dick, but true to his word, he kept his jock strap on, so I never saw it. It was his ass, though, that was the best. I pounded it hard, harder than I had ever fucked a girl. And since I was not going to get him pregnant, there was no need for a condom. It was the first time I had ever fucked without one. In addition to not having to get rid of the condom, @ta11nerd sucked my cock clean after I blasted my load inside him. To top it off, he never asked me to get him off. When I was done, he thanked me and said he was going to make us dinner.Needless to say, I did not propose to Jen the following weekend. I did not even see her. I was too busy filling @ta11nerd with my cum. -- source link