Seducing the Straight Husband 1

by Lucas Loveless

  My lips rested on the head of his cock. I flicked it with my tongue.

  Travis started wiggling the seat. His cock throbbed, and his balls were tight and getting ready to finish.

  I lowered my mouth back on his shaft.

  He groaned loud. "Fuck, Doc!"

  I thought to myself how grateful I was that there was no one else in the office. I hadn't expected Travis to be so loud. But he hadn't felt this good in a long time, maybe even in his entire life. Most men never experience a fantastic blowjob, not like what I was giving to this god of a man who sat before me.

  I sucked on his cock for a good minute, slow and gentle. I was careful not to get too aggressive with it because he might come any moment.

  I kept him on the edge of orgasm, squirming and breathing heavy.

  By then, his cock was throbbing and dripping from my drool and his precome. It was the best mixture I'd ever tasted.

  I leaned back and caught my breath. My eyes were watered. I'd taken his huge cock to the back of my throat so much I'd started crying.

  "Oh my God, doc," he moaned. He writhed on the seat. "Please keep going. Please!"

  "Easy now, Travis. We'll get there."

  He whimpered. "You're so fucking mean!"

  I laughed. "Don't worry, buddy. You'll get to come soon."

  "I want to come now!" he begged.

  "Just wait."

  THREE

  I massaged his thighs. I ran my hands up his stomach and stroked his pecs. I pinched his nipples and kissed his legs again.

  I pushed his legs a little further apart and leaned forward. I used the tip of my tongue and barely licked around his balls.

  He sighed in pleasure.

  That small touch of my tongue to his sack, that small sensation was enough to send a wave of pleasure through his whole body. I know because I saw him arch his back. I saw the goosebumps rise on his skin. I saw him bite his lip and quiver.

  My tongue ventured around his sack, and then I flattened it and licked him. I parted my lips and gently sucked on his balls, careful not to hurt him.

  "Fuck," he whimpered.

  "Has anyone ever done this for you?" I asked. "Sucked on your balls?"

  He shook his head. "No sir."

  I kissed and sucked on his right nut. "Does it feel good?"

  He breathed heavy and quick. He nodded and answered, "Fuck yes, sir."

  I used my mouth on his sack while wrapping my warm palm around his shaft. His cock was still soaked and throbbing.

  He sighed and breathed heavy while I stroked and licked him.

  I could feel, with my tongue, his balls rising towards his body, hot and warm and full of come.

  I leaned back up, opened my mouth and slid his rod to my wet throat a few more times. My fingers were sticky and wet with strings of his hot precome.

  It was time to take him to the next level. And I also needed to start warming myself up for what was to come.

  I slid his cock to the very back of my throat, and then I pushed myself further. I relaxed my throat and let his cock shove far down into it.

  I couldn't breathe. His dick blocked my airway, and I was glad to choke on it. I slurped and deep throated him for a few seconds, taking pleasure in feeling his whole body squirm. He moaned out in pleasure.

  "Holy fuck!" he exclaimed. "God damn it, Doc!"

  I let him go and leaned back. My eyes watered. Drool and precome stretched from my lips to his cock. It was fucking beautiful.

  It took me half a minute to catch my breath.

  "Holy shit, Doc!" he sighed. "You're fucking amazing!"

  I stroked his soaked cock in my palm. My fingers could barely wrap around it. It was thick and manly. He was masculine and alpha I wanted him to throw me down and fuck my brains out.

  But I held myself back. It hurt to do it, but I held myself back.

  It felt hot in my office. I undid some more buttons of my shirt and rolled up my sleeves. I could feel the tiny beads of sweat on my skin.

  I could see the tiny beads of hot sweat on Travis’s skin.

  I took his cock back into my throat like a hungry animal. I pushed myself down until I felt it stretch into my throat. I held my breath. I fought my urge to lift off.

  Travis moaned loud. He put his hand on the back of my head and raked his fingers through my hair. "Oh my fucking God, Doc!"

  A few seconds later I lifted off and heaved for air.

  Travis’s back was arched. His face was scrunched into an expression of pure pleasure.

  I looked at his cock. It throbbed and danced, twitching and shaking.

  "Damn it, Travis," I said. "Your cock is huge."

  I wrapped my palm back around his shaft and stroked him from the bottom of that pole to the head. Back and forth, up and down. It was slippery and shiny.

  "Doc, please," he pleaded. "Please just let me shoot a load. I need to come so bad."

  I stroked him harder. My hand moved faster.

  His body started to tremble. He lifted his hips off the seat. "Yes, oh fuck yes!"

  His balls tightened.

  I could feel his cock throbbing in my hands.

  He was so close to coming it must've hurt him.

  But I knew better.

  "Fuck," he moaned. He was ready to blow.

  And so I stopped.

  I took my hands away and left everything of his completely alone.

  He whimpered and whined. He went to touch his cock and I stopped him.

  "Please, Doc, please!" he begged. "You fucking bastard, just let me come."

  I was panting with exhilaration. I have to admit, having this much control over a man as hot as Travis, it was like taking a drug.

  "Not yet," I told him.

  He whined and groaned. "Why not? I have to come so fucking bad!"

  "You will, Travis. I promise you will. Trust me, the longer this takes the better it will feel. You'll see. Trust me."

  He took a few deep breaths. His nostrils flared. His chest was red from the excitement. "Okay, Doc. I'll try and do what you want."

  I stood up and wiped the slobber from my mouth. "Travis, there's a way I can bring you down so you're not so close to coming. But I don't know how you'll feel about it."

  He breathed heavy. "Just do whatever you gotta do, Doc. I feel ready to explode."

  I unbuttoned the rest of my shirt and slipped it off. I tossed it onto the desk. I wiped some sweat from my skin.

  Travis waited patiently, still shaking with excitement and arousal. He sat there in front of me, eagerly waiting for my next move.

  I leaned onto the chair. I leaned over him.

  "Doc?" he asked. "What are you doing?"

  "Just stay still," I whispered.

  I didn't know exactly what'd come over me. It's not like Travis was the first man I'd ever serviced. But there was something about him. There was something about him that made my heart beat out of my chest. He made me nervous. I couldn't believe it. I thought I was indestructible, but this guy had me feeling nervous as I got closer to him.

  My hands shook and my palms were sweaty.

  I stared at his lips, those sweet, full lips surrounded by his five o’clock shadow. They were pink and soft.

  I dared to move closer.

  Straight men never felt romantic, and they hardly tolerated being kissed.

  But I wanted this with Travis.

  I didn't care that he might push me back.

  I had to feel those lips against mine.

  I was too close now to turn away.

  "Doc?" he asked again.

  I was so close I felt his breath on my lips. I tilted my head to the side, closed my eyes, and went for it.

  I placed my lips gently onto his, soft and slow.

  He took in a deep breath. He was surprised. I imagine he'd never been kissed by another man, not like this.

  I kept my lips on his for a few moments, careful not to go too fast.

  He didn't move his hands. He didn't move his body. He didn
't move. He was too surprised.

  I took my lips from his. "Is that the first time a man's ever kissed you?"

  He let out a deep breath. He nodded. "Yes, sir."

  I smiled. I couldn't stop the delight I felt within me.

  Travis looked so gorgeous. His cheeks were red in this excitement and embarrassment. There was a hint of a smile on his lips. He liked it. I couldn't believe it. He'd actually liked the kiss.

  "Do you want it again?" I asked.

  He hesitated.

  He licked his lips.

  He nodded. "Yes."

  I leaned back over the chair. I tilted my head and brought my lips to his. The feel of his lips. The taste of them. It was all consuming for me. Like the beginning of a slow burn.

  For the first time in years, I stopped thinking about my ex. I stopped thinking about everything wrong in my life.

  There was only here and now with this man, Travis. This straight husband I was seducing... or was he seducing me. I wasn't sure I could tell anymore.

  His lips parted for me, like he was inviting me to explore him further.

  I took the cue.

  I slid my tongue slowly in between his lips and found his tongue. They danced along one another.

  I sucked in his bottom lip and gently bit it.

  When I pulled away again, he leaned forward. It was his body telling me he wanted more.

  He leaned back in the seat and sighed. "Fuck, Doc."

  I smiled. "You okay?"

  He laughed a little. Then he spoke softly. "I'm fucking great, man."

  If he were another man I would've made him keep the blindfold on, but he was special. I wanted him to see me. I wanted him to see what we were doing.

  I reached out and took the blindfold into my fingers.

  He tilted his head and made it easy for me to slip it off of him.

  His eyes opened. They were gorgeous, hazel and shimmering in the glow of the dim office light.

  He looked up at me with a curious excitement, still nervous but eager and waiting for my next move. I'd never seen that look in a man before, not a straight one anyway.

  "Didn't realize it was so dark in here," he said. His eyes didn't break our gaze on one another.

  I smiled. I leaned back over the chair. "Would you like to continue, Travis?"

  He grinned. "My cock has your answer, Doc."

  I looked him on the eyes while my hand, shaking with nervous excitement, went back to his rock hard manhood that still pointed up at the ceiling.

  My fingers wrapped around the head of his cock, gentle and slight. I ran my fingertips down his shaft until I felt his balls against my palm.

  He kept his eyes on mine. His mouth opened and he moaned a little under his heavy breath.

  I closed my eyes and went in for a kiss.

  He closed his eyes and met me halfway.

  Our lips landed on one another. They pressed harder against one another.

  I felt his hands grab onto my sides. He even tugged at my undershirt to pull me closer to him.

  My fingers grazed his cock, up and down. Then I gripped it and stroked him. Wet and slick and throbbing.

  "Holy fuck, Doc," he sighed with his eyes still closed.

  I could feel his breath on my lips as he spoke.

  "I think," he said, "I think I want to fuck you."

  I opened my eyes and smiled. "Not yet, Travis."

  I knelt back down in between his legs and took his cock back into my mouth. He seemed even harder now. Rock hard and twitching.

  "Yeah," he moaned. "Yeah just like that."

  With one hand I stroked his shaft while sucking his cock, and with the other hand I massaged his sack.

  A few seconds later my hand went lower than his balls. I felt his swollen taint, and I dared to venture even closer to his ass.

  His back arched and he started breathing faster. He didn't say a word. He didn't have to because his body did the talking for him.

  He spread his legs a little further and scooted further onto the edge of the chair. He was giving me further access to his backside.

  My mouth left his cock and ventured to his balls, and then I licked lower. I put the tip of my tongue against his taint. I toyed with him. I did circles around it.

  He started grinding against the chair. He pushed his hips lower, trying to get my tongue to press harder against him.

  I gave him a little of what he wanted.

  I kissed his taint. Then I flattened my tongue and gave him a hard, firm lick.

  His loud groan and "Holy fuck!" told me he enjoyed it.

  He went to stroke his cock.

  I pushed his hand away.

  He gripped onto the arms of the chair tight like he was fighting his urge to okay with himself.

  I licked his taint ten more times, and from the way his body was writhing, I knew it was time to go further.

  I placed my tongue, stretched out as far as it would go, against him. The tip part licked against his taint while the tip of my tongue dug in between his ass cheeks, getting so fucking close to his hole it put both of us on edge.

  His eyes rolled back and he groaned. "Oh my God, Doc."

  From the way he acted, I could tell he'd never been eaten out before. I was rock hard knowing I'd be his first.

  I licked him like this again and again.

  He spread his legs further and pushed his lower half off the chair.

  I couldn't tease him like this anymore. When you've got a straight man excited about getting rimmed, you'd better move quickly before he changes his mind.

  I grabbed his legs and raised them.

  He knew exactly what to do. He grabbed his own legs and lifted them into the air.

  His beautiful, tight little asshole stared me right in the face.

  "Fuck," I whispered. I wanted to get a fucking picture painted of it. I'd never put my mouth on any man as physically gorgeous as him, and even his asshole was magazine cover worthy.

  I licked around his rim.

  "Oh my God," he whimpered. His eyes stayed closed. His face winced in pleasure.

  I toyed with him, teasing him. I just licked around him for a minute. Warming him up.

  He breathed harder and faster.

  Then I went in. I put my mouth over his asshole, flattened my tongue and put it right against him.

  Fuck it tasted good! He was clean and showered. The only smell and taste coming off of him was the smell of a man. That beautiful fucking scent I was getting high off of.

  "Oh fuck!" he whined.

  I meant to go slower, but I couldn't stop myself. My tongue wiggled against his hole furiously, and in seconds I slipped it in as far as I could. I could even feel him pucker around like he was about to yank my tongue out of my skull.

  "God damn it!" He grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face into his beautiful ass.

  I couldn't get enough of it. I licked and sucked and kissed until he was squirming on the couch like he was in heat.

  I leaned back for a moment to catch my breath. "Holy shit."

  He opened his eyes for that moment. He looked at me with a glazed expression, like he was as high off of this as I was.

  "Do you like that?" I asked through heated breath.

  He nodded. He grinned. He lifted his legs up higher and presented his wanting asshole. "Oh yeah, Doc. Eat me out."

  I smiled and leaned forward.

  My mouth went back to work on his ass.

  His cock twitched and throbbed, dripping precome onto his body.

  He grabbed my head again and shoved my face into his ass. "Oh my God, Doc. Yes. Yes that feels so fucking good!"

  His legs started to shake and quiver. His taint seemed twice as swollen. All of the muscles in his body flexed, and his skin was flush in a shade of tanned pink. "That feels amazing!"

  I couldn't help but start to grope myself through my pants. My cock was raging hard and begging to be released. My own ass needed a good toying. And I wanted Travis to toy with it.

/>   I wanted to give myself to him. I wanted to let him do whatever he wanted to me use me however he wanted. But I remembered why I had him here. His wife let him fuck her. I wasn't going to be like her. I wasn't just going to let him fuck me. I was going to rock this alpha male's fucking world.

  "Yeah, fuck yeah," he kept moaning. "Eat my fucking ass!"

  He opened his eyes to watch me. I wanted him to watch me. I wanted to him love what he saw.

  After tonguing his ass for another few minutes I leaned up.

  "You're fucking amazing," he told me.

  I grinned. "Wanna know what your ass tastes like?"

  He hesitated, but there was a gleam in his eye because he wanted to try it. I could tell he was overwhelmingly curious now. He wanted to try anything and everything.

  When the smile broke across his face I knew that his answer was “yes.”

  So I pulled his legs down. I placed myself in between them, grabbed him and pulled him up to me. I put my mouth to his and we made out.

  He moaned and heaved as our lips and tongues pressed against one another.

  "Fuck," he moaned though our kissing, "fuck, man, this is so, so dirty."

  I smiled. "Your ass tastes amazing."

  He laughed. "You're fucking crazy, Doc."

  I took a deep breath, moaned and slipped my tongue into his mouth. "I'm fucking crazy about you, Travis."

  He started running his hands up and down my body. He grabbed the bottom of my undershirt and lifted it.

  I knew I should've kept control of the situation, but I didn't want to stop him.

  He tore my shirt off of me and tossed in on the floor.

  He grabbed my face and kissed me.

  He ran his hands down my back. He raked his fingers into my back. He reached my butt and squeezed me hard and firm.

  "Travis," I groaned.

  "I want to fuck you so bad," he groaned into my ear. "I want to fuck you hard, Doc."

  And I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him inside me right then and there.

  But I knew better.

  I knew how to take what we were doing and take it to the ultimate level.

  I pulled away from him. "No, Travis. Not yet."

  FOUR

  But I wasn't ready for his reaction.

  Instead of letting me go, he grabbed me by the back of my hair and held me still. "Doc, stop it!"

  I stayed still, nervous and enthralled with him. He wanted me so badly. My heart pounded. My body was shaking. He looked me in the eyes with a fierce, animalistic desire. I felt at any moment he could take complete control of me. He could pin me down and fuck me hard, and I'd let him.