Summer Screwing Never Felt So Right

It was a hot day. A very hot 100 degree day and me and my gorgeous boyfriend Peter were outside playing basketball. I loved to look at him. God damn was he completely beautiful. He had the most wonderful light blue eyes, soft pink lips, dimples, he was tall, and he died his hair black. That made me unhappy because I for one LOVE BLONDES. He WAS a blonde, but he always had to make ways for me to be upset with him. But that’s fine. Cause naughty boys get punished right? I would sometimes ask myself why I was so lucky. I don’t think I'm all that good looking... but he thought so. You know the normal brown hair, brown eyes, tall, and skinny. Nothing special. Actually I think I know why he was so quick to get my shirt off. I got my navel pierced when I was 18. I regretted that shit for like a year... but Peter thought it was sexy so you know I kept it. I always wanted to make him happy. 

“I’m winning Peter... and it's too hot... next shot wins okay?" I asked, sliding the back of my hand across my forehead to wipe the sweat off. “Deal" He dribbled the ball up to me, faked me out, spun around me, and if it was possible he jumped 10 feet and made a slam dunk. I hate tall people. God damn 6'2 hottie that you were Peter! 

“I so totally win Joey" He said tossing the ball at me. I caught it and sighed. “Yea, I guess you did. You want to go inside for drinks?" 

“Yea! I'll beat you" I shook my head. So immature Peter... maybe it's because you were a few years younger then me and you'd never understand the value of being 23. Well I guess you do now... 

He gulped down the rest of his coke and threw his glass in the sink. I can’t remember if he broke it or not. Probably did. 
He took his black wife beater off, letting me see his sexy 6 pack. 

“Teasing me are you Peter?" He looked down at his toned body. “With this fat piece of belly? No...” “Don’t even joke like that, you’re far from fat" " Well then let me see YOUR belly" He smirked at me. Like I said... he was always so quick to see me shirtless. I lifted my equally as black t-shirt off over my head and threw it by the basketball. “Now that’s teasing, Joey" " It doesn't have to be..." “Hinting something are we?" “Maybe?" I taunted. “Yes, you are. Don't beat around the bush... Just tell me you want to fuck me" I instantly felt my cock push against the fabric of my boxers. “I will admit to nothing" “Oh Joey... I sense a bet" “No you don't" " Yes... I do. You think you can resist me? Well you cant. And I’ll prove that" 
“No I take it back! I take it back! I want to fuck you so badly Peter!" 

“You always find the right words to say. To get me horny, that is. I want you, right here, right now. And you’re not stopping me. Got it?" I took a step back. He took a step forward. Step back. Step forward. Pretty soon he was leading me backwards up the stairs. He pushed me back onto my bed and jumped on top of me, being careful not to hurt me. Last time... just ow. He jumped on me and I couldn't breathe for like... five minutes. Great way to ruin the moment. 

He slammed his lips against mine and his hands wandered down my sides. He teased my bottom lip with his tongue and I opened up my mouth to let him explore. I giggled inside his mouth as he played with my navel ring. Yes, I was very ticklish on my stomach. He thought it was cute. So he didn't stop. “You seriously need to stop this teasing and let me fuck the hell out of you" " Oh really now? I beg to differ" He kissed down my jaw line and down to my neck. He bit down hard, marking me as his own, and licked the wound. I gasped for air at the feeling and moaned softly. He stroked his hands down my body, making me beg for him. I hated how he made me beg. Especially because I wasn't the one getting fucked. It was use me and abuse me or nothing at all for him. But that was surely NOT a problem with me.

“Oh Peter... please, stop teasing. I can’t take it anymore!" He pulled down my shorts and boxers at the same time, leaving my body fully exposed. “But your so beautiful Joey" He grasped my cock in his hand and began to pump me hard and fast. “No...” I panted. “No?" He asked, but he didn't stop. “No foreplay... No" A smile spread across his face. He brought his mouth to my ear and licked the inside of it. He whispered so I could barley hear him. “Fuck me Joey. Fuck me so I scream your name so loud everyone will hear me" 

I bit down on my lower lip to stop myself from whimpering over his words. “I will if you fucking let me" " Oh, so feisty" He said, finally releasing my throbbing erection.

I was on top. I loved feeling so dominant. “Fuck me...” he whined. Yea... now who’s whining and begging. That’s right, he was. I made sex horrible for him first. So then he'd like it better after I gave him what I made him beg for. “Joey... please not this time. Don't make me wait...” I shook my head and teased his entrance with the tips of my fingers. “Okay...” he started.”... What do I have to do this time?" I paused for a moment to think. “Touch yourself" I instructed. He sighed and closed his eyes. He gripped his cock in his hands and pumped himself. “Faster" I said. He obeyed. “Joey..." He whined. “I didn't tell you to stop now did I?" 

“No...” As he stroked himself I kept lining my fingers up to his hole, half-sliding them in and then removing them. I heard him whine and whimper. “Peter Panda stop whining" Yes, Peter Panda was his pet name that I called him. Cute wasn't it? I had finally decided that I was going too far this time, as I had him almost CRYING for me to be inside him. I coated my cock with the lube I had on my dresser. I moaned at the feeling of my hands touching myself. I had a touching fetish back then... yea I don't know. I still think it's sexy. 

I slid the head of my cock in his tight hole, and he moaned in ecstasy. I slid the rest of my 7 inches in and started moving. “Oh... fuck Joey. You’re going too slow" He said." I’m fully aware of that babe" “Fuck you" he was getting nasty now. I liked it. 

He met each slow, soft thrust that I made, begging me to go faster and harder. I enjoyed feeling him ride on my cock. But my Peter Panda had suffered enough. I grabbed his cock in my hand and pumped him with my now, quick, and harder thrusts. “Oh fuck yes! FUCK ME LIKE THE LITTLE BITCH THAT I AM JOEY" And that’s about all I needed. I slammed myself into him so hard; I thought I could break him. He was moaning like a cheap whore and I loved every second of it. “Peter... shit Peter I'm cumming" I didn't plan to, I mean I could have held it. Fuck that shit, no I couldn't have. His excessive moaning was driving me off the edge. I rode out my orgasm as my hands brought him to his peak. He spilled all over my stomach, his stomach, the sheets, and somehow... my face. “Sorry let me get that" he smirked. He brought my face close to his and his tongue roamed my chin and lips. He loved to taste himself, which got me pretty hot. “I fucking love you Joey" he whispered as he shifted uncomfortably as the after-pain started to hit him. “Peter Panda's hurting now...” “No. I’m fine" “Let me carry you, we'll go shower" A smile spread across his face and he nodded. “Carry me my sexy lover" I picked him up and threw him over my shoulder. I spanked his lovely ass and to the bathroom we went. 

He looked so beautiful as the steamy water beat down on his perfect body. I couldn’t help myself from staring so much. Every inch of this mans body was completely eye catching and amazing. His hands traveled down his body and his eyes closed. I wondered if he ever touched himself in the shower thinking of me. I have before... I always thought about him. He bit his lower lip and groaned as I knew what he was doing. “Horny again Peter?" I asked, stroking the sides of his stomach. “God yes... Water makes me very hot... and I’m with you so... those two don't mix. You mind helping me?" “If you return the favor" “Of course” 

I got down on my knees and started pumping his length in my hand. Soft moans came from him as I lowered my mouth and swirled my tongue over the tip. He played with his nipples with one hand, and with the other he pushed my head deeper onto his cock. I loved how he'd fuck the back of my throat. I guess it felt amazing for both of us. My name escaped from him as he shot his load deep in my mouth. I swallowed all he had to offer and kissed my way back up to his lips. He licked my bottom lip and then bit it. He made a trail of kisses down to my cock. He wasted no time as he immediately took all of me in his warm mouth. “Fuck... Peter" I whined as he was going as fast as humanly possible. He was always a god with his mouth. “Ahh... Shit. I'm... already close" He lifted his mouth from me and wrapped my erection in his hand. “I want you to cum on my face" He instructed. I spilled on his face like he asked, I wasn't sure what for, but when he gave me a seductive smile and stood up... I knew. “I drive you crazy when I lick my cum off your face... so you try, and see how much it pleases me" I nodded and slammed my tongue hard on his face, lapping up my salty semen. It wasn't that bad, but I enjoyed his much more. 

We stepped out of the shower, and I wrapped a black towel around his waist. “I love you Peter" I said as I wrapped myself up. “I love you too Joey” He placed a small kiss to my forehead and we went back into my room to get dressed. My mouth dropped open as my very- straight brother was standing in my room. “Um... this is awkward” He stated.