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Jim Takes Control In the Mirror

by Bern


Nothing exciting was really happening around the house. Jim, my lover of 5 years, was working at the computer and I was doing the dishes. I thought he would probably stay there most of the evening and I would end up on the sofa doing paperwork for Monday morning, when I heard him call out, "Hey, come lay down with me on the bed." By the time I got to the bedroom, he was laid out on the bed, wearing only a pair of white boxers. Jim is 8 years older than me, and his hairy body looked so hot stretched out, his hard dick already sticking out of his boxers. I love a furry muscular man (especially with a touch of gray), and that's Jim. He has always been a stud to look at; my friends made sure to point that out when we first started dating. "hurry up," he told me, more force in his voice than usual. In a flash, I was down to my briefs and beside him. I have the long lean body type, with a hairy chest, pierced nipples and ears, and look ten years younger than I am (just lucky that way). Jim rolled on top of me and stuck his tongue down my throat. At the same time, he guided my hand to his cock. I love his cock...just over 6" and one of the fattest I've ever had. I jacked his meat while he nibbled my lips, chin, throat. He pushed my head down to his chest and put his hands behind his head, as if to say, "Get to work." I did. I started with his nipples, licking, chewing, biting. In no time, I had covered his whole chest with saliva, and was working down his stomach. Not fast enough, Jim pushed my head to his crotch, and shoved his dick in my mouth. "That's it...suck daddy's dick." I bobbed up and down, sucking all his hefty cock down my throat. He pulled off his boxers. I raised up to help, and he crammed my face back down onto his meat. "Nobody told you to stop." Jim loves to have balls worked on, so I made sure to squeeze and pull them as I sucked. I positioned my self between his legs and he raised them, giving my tongue and mouth full access to his ass and balls. I popped his balls into my mouth as he slapped my face with his cock. "My baby likes that, huh?" Did I! I have 7", not nearly as thick as his, and it was straining against my briefs. He pushed me back, and pulled my underwear off. I leaned back and he deep throated all of my long tool. When I put my hands on his head and started to face fuck him, he growled, "Lay Still!" Jim yanked my balls and lightly slapped them, all the while sucking. He traveled down my cock to my ass and begin rimming me. Then came the fingers...one, mmm, two, ooooh, shit, three, fuck me please. Jim flipped me onto my stomach and kneeled behind me, his cock rock hard and aimed at my hole. "Don't you want to get some lube?" I asked. He answered by spitting on his dickhead and stuffing it up my butt. He pushed me down on the bed, lying on top of me, and slid inch after fat inch in. Slow at first, then faster, pounding me. I looked up to see him watching us fuck in the mirror across the room. "This is hot. I like watching me fuck you. Here, get up so I can see your dick, too." And I was on all fours. "Fuck Daddy's dick for me." I pushed back as his cock seemed to go deeper than ever. Forward, then back again. OK, I went crazy and impaled myself on that dick. Over and over, my own hard cock bouncing up and down and my balls aching to shoot, Jim watching our reflection the whole time. It had been over an hour since we started and he showed no signs of letting up. Jim kept his pole buried in me as he lay back on the bed, so that I was sitting on him. Propped up against the backboard, he could still see the mirror. I rode him for all I could get, barely touching myself. I was so turned on by the reflection I saw of his dick sliding in and out my hole and my own dick bouncing wildly. Finally, he gave me permission: "Jack yourself off baby. Let me see you shoot while my dick's up your ass. C'mon, that's it...work your dick." I grabbed myself and jacked in rhythm to the fucking. As the first drop of cum flew out of me, Jim rammed one last time into me. This was just too much, and buckets of cum pumped high into the air as I came. And pumped high into my ass, too, as Jim came also. We cleaned up, eventually, and Jim ended up back at the computer, while I went to the sofa to do paperwork, my butt sore but satisfied. The next day I was back on that sofa, making Jim's ass sore as I pumped it full of my 7 inches. But I'll tell of that tail another time.

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