I felt my thick rod swelling in his mouth, my fat eggs contracting against my groin, and my body coiling tighter and tighter, the pressure building within me.
"Aaaah . . . aaah!" I cried, as I suddenly jerked, then jerked again, my body shuddering in ecstasy, my seed throbbing in thundering waves, like a vast artesian geyser bursting from deep within me and showering its liquid. I shuddered uncontrollably, my hips thrusting into him, my whole body gasping. He sucked harder, deeper, igniting every nerve in a raging release.
Slowly, my shuddering subsided and I sighed deeply. He looked up at me, cum dripping from his open mouth, as his tongue licked his sticky lips and he swallowed slowly.
He stood up, holding me in his arms, rubbing my back less harshly. I slumped in his embrace, consumed in a weightless bliss.
"You're a good suck," he said in a rough, deep voice. "Your jism was like syrup, going down thick and warm." I tried to answer, but only moaned.
He snorted, triumphant in his conquest of me, as he rubbed his hands through my hair and passionately, deeply kissed me. When he released his kiss, he picked me up in his strong arms and carried me limp to the bed. He laid me down and bent over me.

Then I saw it - a huge, 10-11' cut, thick and long, sticking straight out from his black, thick bush. Precum oozed from it, dripping from his tip onto my chest. His balls were giant eggs, swaying low in a leathery smooth sack.
In a smooth and strong motion, he flipped me over and pulled me into a kneel at the edge of the bed. Pulling my ass tight against his groin, the length of his stiff dick rubbed up and down the crack of my ass. His hands pressed my checks around his beast cock, as he thrusted back and forth. He groaned and squirmed his hips.

As his precum oozed out of his swollen tip, he rubbed it between my cheeks, rough and hard. He milked his juice, until my crack and anus were drenched. He cupped my cheeks with his hands, running his thumbs along and into my wet crack, dripping saliva and massaging it with the precum into my ripe opening. He groaned with pleasure and pressed his two thumbs against it, forcing his way inside, pulling against my hole, opening it wider.
The ecstasy from his touch and the pain were almost intolerable. I breathed deeply and tried to relax, knowing that at any moment his monster dick would assault me, ripping my ass apart.
He hoisted his enormous ramming tool in his hand, rubbing it up and down my slippery crack, gasping from the sensation. He pressed against my opening, pushing his swollen helmet tighter against my sweet, rosy gap. I relaxed and as my gateway expanded, his tip pushed in. Oh, Christ, it was big. I gritted my teeth, my muscles tightened, trying to force it out. But he pushed on, deeper and deeper into me, impaling me on a glorious spike of pleasure.
I was in ecstasy, immobilised by the incredible rapture. Clinching my cheeks, he pumped my bowels with smooth, gliding thrusts. And with each thrust, his balls slapped against me and his sweaty mound matted against my cheeks. Forcefully, he plowed me with a steady, surging rhythm.

Oh, God, I couldn't get enough of his massive cock. I opened completely to him, moaning, as I felt his enormous instrument stuffing me with each thrust, feeling his full size fill my bowels, deeper and deeper.
He leaned over, reaching under me, fingering my nipples, twisting and squeezing them as his cock dredged more deeply. He grabbed my swollen cock and pumped hard. The ecstasy was overpowering as my balls exploded and my cock discharged its cream in long columns of milky jism.
Oh, God, I thought, as my essence flowed from me in waves of pleasure, what sweet suffering. It cannot be this good. I remembered what the poet had said: "Unfold your shaft and slip into my sheath of sweetness and be lost in me."
He moaned in agony as the fire rose up in him, a huge force frothing from every part of him, until he couldn't resist it anymore. He hesitate, then groaned and cried out, as his body overwhelmed him in elation, waves of pleasure shooting from him, his thick, fiery fluid gushing into me as his body quaked with each burst. Harder and harder he pumped, his jism beating from him, filling my bowels. Slowly, his quaking subsided, his body coiling up, until he fell on me, crushing both of us on the bed.
All through the night, he quenched his lust, taking me at will, in the bed, pushed against a wall, over a couch, on a table, until the beating of his pounding cock replaced the cadence of time.

When I awoke, it was early morning and Francis was snuggling against me from behind, hugging me with his powerful arms and resting his face on my neck. My ass was burning, rubbed raw. He hugged me and I feared he would start again. But his kiss was light on my ear and, as I turned toward him, our lips met in a soft, passionate embrace. Such sweet tastes and sensations, both calming and exciting. We nestled together, caressing and kissing each other.


The end


PS - I can write an epilogue ;)