A Welcome Surprise

Ivygate and the second part of Just One Time will be coming up next week, among some other things! For now, here's the first part of a two parter which delves into something that I haven't actually written about before. I'm expanding my list of interests/fetishes/kinks etc, so I'd love to get some feedback :)

Also, Ireland are playing South Africa today in the rugby, and if they win, I'll post the second part of this tomorrow. Now we're all supporting Ireland! ☘️

All characters are consenting adults (18+)

I watched from the window as the car pulled out of the drive and disappeared into the distance. It was the first time in months that they’d gone away, and I was determined to make the most of the privacy.

Finding time to myself had become increasingly difficult over the years, but at eighteen, I was in desperate need of some freedom, and a weekend alone in the house, without my mom or dad to bug me, was just that.

I sprawled out on the sofa, kicked my feet up on the coffee table, and almost waited for the sound of my mom’s bark, and then I smiled to myself and lay back for some interrupted me time.

It didn’t take long for my teenage hormones to kick in. Jerking off had become a luxury that I often couldn’t afford ever since my brother and his girlfriend moved back home. Their bedroom was situated right next to mine, and if I could hear them fucking all night, then they could certainly hear me jerking, and I wasn’t as nonchalant as they were.

I began to rub myself through my shorts as I watched a fairly mild movie showing a handsome young man shirtless on the beach. I’d been questioning my sexuality for a long time, but deep down, I knew the answer.

My eyes trailed his sharp shoulder blades as my six inch cock began to harden, and I paused the movie as soon as he turned around, staring at the faint bulge. My heart began to beat a little faster as I excitedly pulled my shorts and boxer briefs off. Being naked in the living room felt almost taboo.

I spat a wad of saliva into my palm and stroked my cock as I leaned my head back on the sofa. I knew it would take only seconds before I’d bust the first load of the night, but I was eager to draw out the session, so I held back, stopping each time I reached the edge.

It didn’t take long before I found myself needing more fuel for the fire. I turned off the movie, put on some hardcore porn, and for the first time in my life, streamed it to the television. In high definition, on a sixty inch screen, I watched as some slutty twink was gang fucked by some horny older men. Now the juices were really flowing.

Having the freedom to jerk my teen cock right in the living room made me eager not to end it so soon. After an hour of edging, I barely had to touch my throbbing, swollen cock before the tingling pinch of orgasm swarmed me, so I turned my attention toward another part of my body.

I was from a very conservative family, and the idea of anal sex was, at best, a sin. Nothing had ever gone inside me, and although I’d dreamt of having my tight, teen hole stretched, I’d never had the balls to do it. Now, however, I was all alone, and who was around to judge me, except god himself?

I’ll take my chances.

In the kitchen I had hoped to find some sort of cock shaped fruit or vegetable, but perhaps my parents were so traditional that even phallus shaped foods were banned. Instead, I found nothing more than peas and beans.

I was naked now, and covered in a sheen of fresh sweat. The scent did nothing for my throbbing boner, and I grinned as I walked around with my hard cock slapping against my thighs.

I racked my brain as I tried to think of something that I could use to fuck myself with. I wondered if the depraved act really would live up to the hype. What on earth type of pleasure could be found from the inside of a butt hole? The more I considered it, the more I knew that I simply had to find out, and then it hit me.

With my heart racing, I crept up the stairs. Although the house was empty, there was still something worrying about snooping around like this. Not only was I naked, but I was entering a bedroom that wasn’t mine, and as I stood in my brother’s room, I felt a sense of guilt.

I’d heard her use it before. I’d watched enough videos to know that the low vibrating sound wasn’t an electric toothbrush, and her soft moans had confirmed it. Somewhere in this bedroom, there was an item that would surely allow me to experience my first blast of ass fun.

I checked in his drawers, and regretted it immediately. Condom wrappers lined the inside, bottles of lube and even a set of handcuffs. I grimaced and checked the next one, and it was only on the last drawer when my hope began to fade.

“Fuck” I sighed, when the final drawer came up empty. I turned around and sat on the bed, and my eyes landed on the closet.

It was wrong, of course. I shouldn’t have even been in the bedroom, but now that I was here, what was the harm in taking a little look? I pulled open the doors and my eyes landed on a large box at the bottom. It looked like an old suit box, but I hadn’t seen my brother in a suit in years. With my heart racing, I pulled it out and opened it, and my eyes widened.

Inside the box, a thick dildo, a large, pink vibrator, more handcuffs, more chains, nipple clamps, a ball gag, a crop and some other interesting items lay scattered over some fabric. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, and I shook the image of the items being used from my head as I plucked out the garment underneath.

I held it up and cocked a brow. It was a tight little black dress, and one that most certainly wasn’t appropriate for the dinner table. I grimaced again and watched as a little red thong fell out. I bundled the stuff back up and shoved it into the box.

I wasn’t exactly the most kinky person in the world, but the idea of sliding the dildo inside myself and toying with my cock using the vibrator was too hot to ignore. I grabbed the entire box and hurried back to the living room.

The porn continued to play on the television as I wiped down the sex toys and set them out on the table. I had no real interest in any of the others, but the rubber cock looked to be about seven inches long, and I was certain that it would take some work to get it inside. I doused the thing in lube, the squirted some on my hand and began circling my tight ring as bursts of pleasure pumped through my cock.

“Oh fuck” I moaned, toying with my hole as pre-cum leaked from me. “That feels so good, fuck”.

I was wet now, front and back. My hole quivered with each touch, and before I knew it, I was sliding a finger into my warm hole, and feeling things I’d never felt before.

I wanted to grab my cock and pump, but I’d been holding off for so long that I also wanted to continue to edge. I looked down at my sweaty body and watched my smooth rod twitch with each stroke of my finger, and finally I reached for the vibrator.

I wasn’t even sure how the thing worked. I pressed buttons, twisted things, squeezed things, but it was only when I found a button on the bottom that the thing began to buzz powerfully in my palm.

“Holy shit” I said, feeling the strong sensation through my arm. Excitedly, I pressed the curved tip to the underside of my cock, and moaned almost instantly.

It felt wonderful. All I had to do was lay there with a finger inside my hole and the vibrator pressed against my hard cock, and moan like a bitch in heat. It was way better than jerking off, and it wasn’t long before I was dousing the vibrator in lube, and replacing my finger with my new favourite toy.

It wasn’t exactly thick, but I winced as my inexperienced ring began to stretch around the warm silicone. It was a pain that I could certainly get used to, and one that made my cock even harder.

Once the vibrator was deep inside me, I allowed myself a moment to adjust before nervously pressing the button.

“Oh… Oh… Oh god!” I whimpered immediately, as waves of pleasure poured over me. My toes scrunched, my back arched, my eyes closed, and I continued to moan out, louder and louder, and louder again until the house sounded like a brothel.

I was so very close to orgasm that I had to actively fight it off as my balls began to churn. I didn’t even care anymore. Even if I busted my load all over the living room, I was going to make use of the next two days, because I’d just unlocked the key to the most mind blowing orgasms in existence.

“Oh yeah” I whined, watching through glassy eyes as the young twink on screen was being pounded. “Oh yeah, fuck me like that” I said to nobody, “fuck me like a dirty little slut!”

“What the fuck is this shit?”

It felt like I’d been hit by lightning. For a moment, I wondered if the voice had come from the television, but when I opened my eyes and spun around on the sofa, I found the source, and it most certainly was not from the television.

“Daryl” I yelped, jumping from the chair as the vibrator continued to vibrate inside me. I grabbed a cushion, dragged it over my twitching cock, and scarpered backwards as my brother’s best friend stood in the doorway looking horrified.

He was twenty two years old, and one of those college assholes that loved himself too much. Sure, I’d always had a crush on the guy, but he was so straight that it was almost toxic, and he was the last person on the planet who I wanted to be caught by.

His eyes trailed the upturned box on the table. I could see the confusion and disgust on his handsome face as he stared at the dildo, the lube, the cuffs and chains, and then he stepped forward as I cringed, and picked up the black dress.

“You’re into this shit?” He scoffed, holding the fabric on the end of his finger.

“No!” I almost cried, still battling against the vibrations, “no, it’s just a misunderstanding, Daryl, honest!”

He continued to inspect the dress before eyeing the panties on the floor. When his eyes returned to mine, I could see that something had changed.

“You wouldn’t want anybody finding out about this, would you, Jake?” He asked, and I gulped hard and swallowed as a devious grin spread across his face.