Patreon Peek: Public Affairs: F*cked by the Fire (Complete)

The sun had set and I tossed another log onto the bonfire. Now, I was alone, sipping from a green bottle, poking the fire with a stick. The park had emptied quickly. Children were ushered home for bath and bedtime rituals after leftovers had been packed up. The heavy lifting and cleanup were left for the guys. They loaded wagons up to drag back to their vehicles and unload there, to then haul home.

I sat on a log, mesmerized by the flames. I hadn’t wanted to put the bonfire out and I couldn’t help but toss on another log. Hopefully, I wouldn’t remain alone for long. Roman had texted me that he would be back in a moment. Did that mean fifteen minutes? Thirty? I poked the fire again even though it didn’t need it.

Roman appeared from behind and my heart thumped in my chest. He stepped over the log I was sitting on and sat down next to me, his knee touching mine. I handed him a bottle and he popped the top, then tossed it into the fire. We sat there, sipping beer, and watching the flames as the night turned into a deep velvety blue.

“Good day. Turnout was good.” Roman spoke low as if he were afraid of being overheard. I took another sip off my beer and realized the bottle was empty. I set it in the box and grabbed another one.

“Did you see the kite wars? The wind was perfect today for it.” My voice stayed low as well. I wasn’t sure if there was anyone else out there beyond the firelight watching us and I almost didn’t care. I shifted closer to Roman and the entire length of our thighs touched, our elbows brushed.

“Yeah, that was pretty cool. The food was great, too.” I swallowed hard, hotter than the fire in front of us. It had been a while since I had a special friend. We’d moved to this suburb three years ago and it took a while to get to know everyone. I loved my wife and our kids. I didn’t plan to run off into the sunset or anything. I just needed something extra now and then. I hoped that Roman would provide me with what I needed.

Roman reached across my body and put his empty back in the box, then grabbed another as I had earlier. When he pulled his arm back, he dropped the bottle between my thighs, letting it hit the ground. It was an obvious move; one I’d used on my wife when we were dating ages ago. A move lots of guys used at the beach with women they sat next to and had the hots for. I clamped my teeth together as a groan rumbled through my chest. Roman’s hand boldly grabbed my cock which had been oozing since he’d arrived. I could feel the wet spot in my boxers as he squeezed and stroked me.

My head fell back and Roman’s lips were on my neck shortly after. His soft lips and well-groomed beard touched my skin, causing my cock to jump in his hands as if I’d been electrocuted. I felt frozen as the sensations pummeled me. This was what I wanted and yet I was sitting here like a virgin unsure of herself after prom.

“Do you still want this?” Roman’s heated breath whispered along the edge of my ear, his tongue snaked out between his lips to trace the edge. I nodded and grabbed him by the neck. I kissed him hard and he moaned against my mouth, giving me more access.

My eyes investigated his as I kissed him, his dark brown eyes glowed with an inner fire. The same fire of desire that had caught me previously. My cock throbbed with need and I felt Roman’s hands unbuckling my belt. I followed suit and started undressing him as well.

Roman and I had met at the neighborhood New Year Festival. Everyone got together at the community center to ring in the New Year. We’d been there with our wives and kids. I had gone to the restroom to get a few moments alone, only to have him bust into the bathroom with raucous laughter.

Embarrassment had flooded me. I wasn’t using the facilities, just hiding out. Roman raised a quizzical eyebrow at me. I knew he was more than a little wasted. A smirk joined it and the bolt sliding home echoed off the tile.

“What are you looking at, Zach?” He sauntered over, invaded my personal space, and turned my phone to face him.

“Nothing.” Heat filled my face as he pressed play on the video I’d been watching. The two men fucking in front of a fireplace filled the screen. I tried to pull away, but Roman licked his lips.

“Interesting video.” He took my phone away, went to the home screen, tapped the phone icon and typed in a phone number. “Contact me if you’re looking for something more.”

Roman, drunk and smelling of whiskey, had given me his number. I knew little of him or his family. Not much more than names, ages of the kids, and what he and his wife did for a living. Before walking away, Roman gripped me below the belt, my cock already hardened from the video. And then he had the door unlocked and rejoined the party. It took me a while to regain my control. And two months before I worked up the courage to text him.

Now, we sat here by the bonfire undressing each other with urges that could no longer be denied. As soon as I could, I shoved my hand down inside Roman’s boxers groping for hot, meaty flesh. When my hand wrapped around his rugged cock, a groan of pleasure rumbled through his chest.

Three years since I touched a cock other than my own. Three years since I tasted the flavor of another man on my tongue. Such long years. I wanted to plunge my mouth down onto Roman’s length and not let go until he forced me to do so. It was difficult to take my time and savor this man, but I fought with everything I had to do just that.

“That’s right, stroke it.” Roman’s words came out hushed but sounded strained. His head fell back as he enjoyed the feel of my hand running up and down his length. I reached deeper, letting his meat go and played with his balls. His eyes rolled wild under closed lids and he swallowed hard.

I moved forward and ran my tongue along his neck, kissed his bearded jaw, then bit his lower lip as he gasped and clawed at my clothing. Roman’s hot hand found my dick and started playing, slow and teasing. It felt as though he were trying to memorize the way the veins ran through the length of me. I couldn’t get enough of the feel from the callouses on his fingers. Roman’s hands were so different from my wives with their rough texture and warmer. So much warmer.

“Please, I need to wrap my mouth around you,” I pulled away and before he could stop me, I lifted his shirt and did just that. Salty goodness greeted my taste buds and I wanted to cry out in pleasure. Instead, I licked every drop that had slid down his length while I played with his balls. Roman’s hands tried to grab me by the hair, but it was shaved too short for him to get a grip. His hands sunk hard into my shoulders and I sucked him deep into my mouth.

“Oh, fuck that’s so good Zach, don’t fucking stop.” Roman’s hands shifted to the back of my neck and head, shoving me further down onto him. I took every inch he offered me, having to remind myself how to suck a cock. I slobbered on his length, watching the rivulets of saliva glow bright in the light of the fire.

“Wait, wait. I have a blanket,” Roman gasped and groaned when I ignored him and sucked his length harder, working the muscles of my throat along his cock. “Please, I want to taste you, too.”

After a few more teases with my mouth and tongue, I left his soaking cock to bob in the warmth of the fire while I backed up. He reached behind the log and spread out a blanket on the ground. We both couldn’t see jack shit with our eyes outside the ring of light, but we didn’t hear anything that indicated there were any people left in the park. It was full night now and only the stars and a crescent moon watched.

As soon as the blanket was down, we both stripped out of our clothing, tossing it on the log. We met in the middle, touching and kissing. I grabbed his nipples hard and he thrusted his hips at me. We had started dirty texting using an anonymous app. I already knew what it looked like when he jacked off, and he knew for me as well. We shared our likes and dislikes with sex and I knew he liked it rough. Just like me.

Roman was taller than I, but he bent down and bit one of my nipples. I clapped a hand over my mouth to muffle myself. Pleasure zinged through the nerve in my chest straight down to my cock and balls. I was shocked I didn’t empty my load all over him. What a waste that would be.

“I want to ride you.” I reached down to grab his length again and Roman groaned with need. Nodding, he kneeled on the blanket and took my cock into his mouth before I could hop in the hot seat. His mouth was so hot and soft, his beard tickled my skin and I could feel the nerves twitching in my thighs. Keeping control and not shooting down his throat was difficult, but I clenched down on the need to orgasm.

Roman nipped me on my thigh as he pulled away. He reached for his pants and pulled out a condom. I didn’t even question it as he ripped the wrapper open and tossed it into the fire. I watched as he rolled it down his length and I couldn’t hold back a groan filled with desire. I wanted him buried deep inside me.

Instead of planting myself, Roman had his mouth wrapped around my hardness again before I could move. His fingers delved between my cheeks, and my hands grabbed Roman by the hair. He probed, thrusting his fingers in and out in time with the swirls of his tongue around the head of my cock. Two fingers, then three, and now four fingers pushed into me, widening my hole as I struggled not to come in his mouth.

“Fuck me, dammit. Fuck me now,” I growled. I sunk my hands hard into his hair and Roman backed off my cock. Eyes filled with lust looked up at me, a smirk on his full lips. Roman pulled me down and I straddled him as he placed the head of his cock against my ass. When he slid inside, taking care not to cause damage, I felt a weight leave me.

Once Roman’s cock was nestled deep inside, he shifted and sat up. I leaned down and kissed him. The feel of his tongue in my mouth and his cock in my ass filled me up with the heat of lust all over again. We kissed and touched each other enjoying the connection. I shifted and writhed against him while he stroked my cock.

“Oh, fuck that’s good.” Roman’s voice had gone deeper than I’d heard it before. I enjoyed hearing the rumble in his chest as he rocked with me. His mouth wrapped around my nipple and he ran his tongue in circles around it, causing me to clench my teeth to keep from yelling. When he switched to the other nipple, I grunted with need.

Reaching between us, I cranked his nipples hard and felt the reaction when he slammed harder up into me. Before I could let up, Roman cried out, “Harder!” I followed his command and tweaked his nipples harder between my thumbs and fingers. He grunted and groaned as he muffled himself against my chest.

Roman’s hands clenched around my cock hard as he started jacking me off again. I grabbed him by the shoulders and started riding him as he thrust up into me. Teeth sank into my neck and I groaned with satisfaction. I striped our stomachs with streamers of white cream while Roman filled me up.

Sweat glistened on our skin while the fire, now barely flickering, glowed golden orange on our bodies. We kissed and held each other as our hearts slowed from the excitement. Roman laughed softly, pressing his lips against my neck where he’d bitten me moments ago.

“I’d like to do this again, Zach.” He traced my lips with his thumb and I sucked it into my mouth. “Next time, I’d like to get fucked.”

Unsure of what to say, I nibbled on his thumb and squeezed Roman with my legs. I wasn’t ready to be separated just yet. Just then, my heart rate shot up and we both looked towards the back of the park. Another sound, perhaps a long moan, came from that direction.

“Perhaps we should get going.” Roman had stiffened, and not just fear-related either. His cock was hard and still inside me. I decided to tempt fate.

Moving against him caught his attention and he turned to look at me. I grabbed him by the back of the neck and kissed him roughly. Roman succumbed to my needs and moved with me. We hurried, striving to get off one more time.

Roman clasped his hands tight around my cock. We bounced and wiggled, rumbles of pleasure erupting from our chests and throats. Sweat cascaded down our taut skin, glowing in the low light of the burning embers.

Another moan, long and gaining in volume, sounded again. As long as that person was moaning, we still had time. Once again, the voice sliced through the night, this time cut off abruptly. Roman and I glanced over in that direction and strained to speed ourselves to completion.

Coating our skin in fresh jizz, I pressed my face into Roman’s shoulder to keep myself from giving us away to those who might hear. Roman grabbed my hips hard and rolled me onto my back. He pounded into me with such ferocity I was afraid we’d be found by the sound of our skin slapping together. With every thrust, Roman grunted and I knew he was filling my ass with his thick and creamy semen. Panting, he laid on top of me for a moment.

The post-bliss cuddle didn’t last long because we saw headlights turning onto the road closest to the park. A spot light lit up the area and we panicked. Grabbing our pants, we shoved legs into them and didn’t bother with shoes or belts. Roman threw the rest of his clothing into the blanket and rolled it all together. After dumping the bucket of dirt onto the embers, I grabbed my shirt, socks, and whatever else I could find.

“Text me?” I paused and smiled at Roman.

“Absolutely.” After a quick kiss, we both ran off in opposite directions. I headed home, avoiding the spot light of the officer patrolling the area easily. I slipped into the back door of the house and headed for the basement. There was a separate shower area in the laundry room and I wanted a hot shower before crawling into bed.

Once I was clean, I headed upstairs with just the towel around my hips. Stepping quietly so as not to wake the kids, I headed for the master suite. My wife sat up when I opened the bedroom door and smiled at me. I went to our bathroom and hung the towel on the door before crawling into bed with her. She hated it if I left them on the floor and I didn’t want to upset her tonight.

When I lifted the covers, I saw that she was naked under them and my cock pulsed at the sight of her. I had just shot my rocks of twice in short succession and yet here I was almost ready to go again. Denise saw that my cock was growing and got up on her knees and came to me.

“Hey honey,” she kissed me and ran her hands down my body, slowly heading for my cock. “How was your hot date?”

I groaned happily into her mouth and kissed her hard. I grabbed her and laid her out on the bed, spreading her legs apart with my knee. I slid two fingers between her pussy lips and found that she was sopping wet. “My date was excellent. Let me tell you all about it.”

I nibbled on her earlobe while shoving my fingers deep inside, making her writhe beneath me. While she moaned and gasped, I whispered in her ear about how Roman had shown up and it didn’t take long before we were swapping spit. I licked along the outside of her ear, down the line of her jaw while she begged for more

“I love you so fucking much for accepting me as I am, Denise.” I curled my fingers inside her to wiggle my fingertips against the sensitive patch of nerves. I didn’t do it fast enough to make her reach climax, which drove her nuts. She thrashed beneath me, turning her head from side to side. Her hips kept trying to shift for a better angle, but I didn’t allow it. “Roman tasted delicious. I didn’t swallow his seed, but I did get filled up with it. Twice.”

Denise dug her fingers into my arms, “Please, tell me more.” Her voice was rough as she struggled for release. I wrapped my lips around a nipple and sucked more of her breast into my mouth. Whimpers and half-moans flitted between her rosy lips. My hand was sticky with her desire as I continued teasing her with light strokes.

“He entered my ass slow and gentle. I slid down his length and felt filled up with his girth.” Pausing, I flicked my thumb over her clit. Her entire body went still and then wild with need. “He fucked my ass hard and fast as I straddled him. Roman made me shoot twice and I covered our bellies with sticky jizz. I wish you’d been there to lick it up.”

I ran my tongue from one breast to the other, then sucked that nipple into my mouth. Her nails felt good when they pressed against my skin. I wanted Denise to mark me with her nails and teeth. “We thought there was someone else out there, but the thrill of being caught got us all hot and bothered for that second round.” I slid my fingers out of her slit and Denise whined until I replaced them with my hard cock.

“Oooh, fuck, I wish I had been there to lick your cocks.” Denise’s mouth opened with a moan and I shoved the fingers I’d used to titillate her inside. She sucked the taste of herself from my fingers while I thrust up into her tight heat. When my fingers were clean, I yanked them out of her mouth and grabbed her hips.

As I shifted to my knees, Denise opened her hips wider. I lifted her and dug my fingers in deep. Denise placed her hands on my upper arms and held on while I pummeled her the way Roman had pummeled my ass earlier. It wasn’t long before Denise creamed my cock as she tried so hard not to scream while she came.

She panted as I let her fall back onto the bed, but she didn’t stay there for long. Like a good wife, she didn’t take long to turn and shove her mouth down onto my cock. It had been ages since I came this fast three times in succession. Feeling her mouth as it engulfed my length was a delight I never passed up. Grabbing her by the head, I shoved her further down onto my cock. I heard her gag, but I waited before letting her up. When she started sucking me off again, I shoved her down again, repeating the move from earlier. She choked again and slobbered all over my cock.

“Dammit Denise, fucking swallow my cock or I’ll fuck you in the ass.” I let her up and waited for her to continue sucking me off, but instead she pulled back and shoved her face in a pillow.

“Please, Zach. Fuck my ass. It’s been too long and I’ll take my punishment.” I couldn’t help the smile that engulfed my face. She hated back door sex. Unless it was me being fucked, or fucking another man, she hated anal. I couldn’t recall the last time I’d fucked her in the ass, but I do know we were both drunk when it happened.

I grabbed lube from the drawer and covered my fingers and her hole in it. Probing with one finger, I worked it in slow and easy. She was squirming to get away from me and I spanked her cheek for it. “Roman’s cock felt so good in my ass, I thought I was dreaming.” Denise settled and I slid another finger inside her ass. I worked them in and out in circles to widen her opening. She started panting and I could see a sheen of sweat coating her skin.

“Baby you’re the best wife ever. You should’ve seen Roman naked by the firelight. He glowed like a golden god from ages past. His dark hair and tanned skin were beautiful to look at. The taste of him on my tongue was better than that wine we had at our last anniversary dinner.” I continued to ramble about Roman until I had four fingers in my wife’s ass. I slid up between her legs and replaced my fingers again with my cock. I was aching to fill up her ass with my jizz.

Her hole was so slippery from the lube that my entire cock slid right in once I was passed that little ring. Denise moaned beneath me, her hips wiggling while she panted. The pillow that muffled her also hid her face so I couldn’t tell if the moan was pleasurable or painful. I grabbed her hips and moved myself in and out of her ass slow and steady.

Moments passed, then minutes, as I tortured myself with the tight hole of her ass. Slow and steady may win the race but it was fucking torture when you wanted to come. Something was happening with Denise, though. She was writhing beneath me and her moaning started to sound like begging, but she was still muffling it all with the pillow.

I continued, speeding up my pace just a little to keep myself interested and hard. I dug my fingers into Denise’s hips the same as I had earlier to see if I could get a better reaction out of her. Before I knew it, she was moving back and forth opposite me and I could hear pleasure coming out of her throat.

She turned her head and almost screamed at me, “Fuck my ass, please fuck my ass.” Denise promptly put her face back into the pillow and I started pounding her with renewed vigor. Before I reached the edge of climax, Denise was screaming into the pillow, pounding the bed with one fist, and meeting me for every thrust of my hips. I clamped my teeth shut as I emptied my cock into her ass.

Panting, I fell onto the bed instead of her. I had no idea what just happened but I certainly hoped it would happen again in the future. “Damn that was fucking hot. If I could do that again right now, I would.” I tried to get control of my breathing, but it took longer than usual as I kept thinking about Denise enjoying anal sex for the first time ever.

“Wow, you just hit the right spot and talking about Roman…” she laid there, her ass still up in the air, face turned towards me, eyes half closed. “Fuck that was good.”

Grinning, I climbed off the bed and grabbed my towel to clean the both of us up from lube and jizz. “Let’s get some sleep. Maybe we can invite Roman over when his wife takes the kids to visit her parents.”

Denise’s eyes lit up and I could see her sucking Roman’s cock while I fucked his ass in my imagination. I wondered if she was thinking the same thing. We curled up together under the covers and slept like the dead.