Just a short story today - this happened last weekend.

Both of us woke up super horny, but rather than have morning sex we decided would make a day out of it. Throughout the day we would have a quick feel here and there, I'd get him hard and edge him only for him to get dressed again, he would bend me over the counter or table and rub my hole through my clothes, that type of thing. By mid afternoon things were getting really heated so whilst we were watching a movie he flipped me over and popped in a buttplug - the not-too-big but pretty heavy metal one - then casually pulled my pants back up. For the rest of the film every time I moved he would push against the plug making me groan.

After the movie ended we decided we would do some chores and then get down to it so I grabbed the laundry basket to put away and we went upstairs. As I walked up the stairs I could feel the plug still pressing against my prostate but thought nothing too much of it as I was busy and not even hard. That was a mistake.

After half of the laundry was away I bent down to put some t shirts in the bottom drawer and as I stood back up the plug again pressed against my prostate. All of a sudden, dick still soft and with no warning I came. Rather than the usual spurts the jizz just flowed out like my cock was a limp little tap but the feeling of the orgasm was undeniable. He turned as he heard me let out a pretty pathetic whimper and raised an eyebrow to ask what that was all about.

I couldn't stop myself going bright red as I pulled down the front of my pants and briefs to show him the mess I'd made of them, cum dripping down my right thigh.