Today I was at a friend's house, we were watching TV together, I was wearing his T-shirt and tiny shorts (literally all I sleep in), when I leaned over the couch to grab the remote, caught his eye, but instead of looking away, he just said:

"You know what you're doing, right?"
"What are you talking about?" I teased, pretending to be completely innocent.

The next thing I knew, he was up, standing behind me, his hands on my hips: “You're such a tease,” he muttered, his lips touching my neck.

I turned to say something sharply, but he kissed me before I could, his hands slipping under my shirt, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer. I could feel how hard he was, and I wanted him just as badly.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked in a deep, husky voice
"Shut up and show me what you can do" I whispered, pressing myself against him.

He didn't need any more convincing. he lifted me up onto the couch, pulling my shorts off in one swift motion. his mouth was on me before I could catch my breath, his tongue doing things that made me moan.
When he finally slid into me, I swear he was made for me, he held my legs on his shoulders, pounding me so deeply I couldn't stop screaming.

"You feel so fucking good," he moaned, his hands gripping my hips and pushing me harder.

I came so hard that my whole body went numb, but he didn't stop. He turned me over, my knees sinking into the cushions of the couch, and took me from behind, tangling one arm in my hair and the other around my waist.

"You're not going home tonight," he said, fucking me even harder- "You're staying here."

When we finished, I was shaking, his cum dripping down my legs. He carried me to the bed, kissed me as if he hadn't broken me, and whispered: "This is just the beginning."

It's safe to say that I'll be visiting him often now.