Chapter 1: Introduction
The moment I stepped out of my car, the crisp scent of pine trees and morning dew filled my nostrils. It felt like a bucket full of freshness had been poured over me. Aaah, I could definitely get used to this. The city pollutants in my lungs were being replaced with clean fucking air, and suddenly, all I wanted in life was to breathe in the pure forest air, to be one with mother nature.
Logan's cabin was something else.
It looked like it was straight out of a fucking storybook, perched on the side of a hill surrounded by trees and plants of every kind. I took in the breathtaking surroundings, the sounds of nature filling my ears. It had been far too long since I'd had a break from the hustle and bustle of city life.
As I knocked on the door, it swung open, revealing Logan. He'd filled out since I'd last seen him, with broad, strapping shoulders and a thick, muscular build.
His short, dark hair was tousled, and his deep brown eyes sparkled as he greeted me with a warm smile.
"Jake! It's so good to see you!" he exclaimed as he pulled me into a tight hug.
"You too, man," I replied, patting him on the back. "It's been way too long."
We stepped inside, and the warm, cozy cabin welcomed me with open arms.
The fireplace crackled and popped in the corner, and the aroma of pine wood filled the room. It was a sight for sore eyes, and I couldn't help but let out a content sigh.
"Have a seat," Logan offered, gesturing towards the couch in front of the fire.
I sat down, sinking into the soft cushions, and took in the cluttered living room. There were books scattered on the coffee table, tools in one corner, and a half-finished woodworking project in another. He left the room and came back with a six pack of beer. He popped open the first one and handed it to me with a smirk. "I figured we could use some, after all this time."
I grinned, took the beer, and leaned back into the couch, savoring the crisp taste of the drink. We started talking, first about mundane stuff, then reminiscing about old times. The alcohol seemed to soften the edges of our words, and we quickly found ourselves laughing and joking with each other as if no time had passed.
It was then that I glanced over at Logan, and my gaze lingered on his lips for just a moment longer than it should have. I remembered the feeling of them pressed against mine, the memory so vivid it made my heart race.
I couldn't help but wonder if he was thinking the same thing. I saw the way he looked at me, his eyes dark and heavy. And then he leaned in, just a little, and my breath caught in my throat.
"Jake," he murmured, his breath warm against my skin. And then he kissed me, his lips firm and insistent against mine.
I groaned softly, parting my lips to let him in. Our tongues danced together as memories of our past encounters flooded my mind. I could feel his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me closer, as the other one found its way under my shirt, tracing patterns on my skin.
I couldn't believe this was happening. I had missed Logan so much, and the thought of us rekindling our old flame had always been at the back of my mind. I suddenly pulled back, realizing what we were doing.
"wait, Logan, we can't do this.." I tried to tell him. He suddenly pushed me down and grabbed my massive ass with both hands.
"No, we can," Logan growled as he ground himself into me, causing me to moan loudly.
His stubble scratched against my cheek, as I felt his hardness pressing against me. I couldn't believe how turned on I was, my dick was painfully hard inside my pants. My mind was racing, I should stop this, I told myself, but my body wouldn't listen. My hands roamed over Logan's back, feeling every hard muscle on his body, pulling him closer.
Our lips met again, and there was no turning back.
Logan's hands went to my belt, undoing it with urgency, pulling my pants down. I kicked them off, laying there in only my boxer briefs.
I could feel the heat radiating from Logan's body, his erection straining against his pants. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him close, my hands reaching for the button on his jeans.
With a quick flick of my wrist, his pants were undone, and I slid them down, revealing his thick, hard cock. It was so fucking hairy. Almost too hairy. He oush I couldn't help but let out a low whistle at the sight of it. He was clearly turned on, and I couldn't blame him, I was too.
My hand reached out, wrapping around his length, and I began to stroke him slowly, feeling his warmth and hardness in my hand. I heard him moan softly, his head falling back, exposing the strong lines of his neck.
I pulled him closer, our bodies pressed together, and I could feel his erection against me, through the thin fabric of my boxer briefs.
"Breed me" I whispered into his ear, I couldn't believe the words came out of my mouth. I was normally not the submissive type, but something about being here, in this cabin, with him, made me want to give in to my desires.
Without another word, Logan grabbed a condom from the nightstand and rolled it on. I watched as he slicked himself up with lube, his hand moving up and down his shaft.
"You're so fucking hot, Jake," he growled, his gaze intense and full of lust. "Pull the condom off". I said. I needed him raw. I need him to pump me full of his babies. I spread my fat hairy ass and let him see my sweaty asshole. He groaned and I felt his breath hitch as he pushed the tip of his cock against my hole. I was panting hard, already feeling like I was about to cum just from the anticipation.
"Do it, Logan," I begged him, looking deep into his eyes. "I want to feel you inside me, raw. I want to feel your cock stretch me, fill me up, and cum inside me."
He growled, and then with one swift thrust, he was inside me. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I let out a deep, guttural moan.
The pain of Logan's raw cock stretching me was intense, but it quickly turned into pleasure as he began to move inside me. His thrusts were deep and powerful, filling me up completely.
I could feel every inch of him, the ridges and veins, as he pounded into me. The feeling was so intense, so overwhelming, that I couldn't help but scream out in pleasure.
Logan's hands grasped my hips, pulling me closer to him as he thrust deeper. He suddenly pulled my hair and I squealed like a bitch. He was so rough and I could barely feel my asshole as he was absolutely railing it. I started pissing all over the place from my tiny dick as he pounded my brains out. I was so lost in the pleasure of him fucking me that I barely noticed the smell of my piss mixing with the scent of our fucking bodies. My dick was leaking precum as he thrust deeper into me, his balls slapping against my ass with each pump.
I looked up at Logan, his face a mask of pure pleasure. His eyes were closed, his mouth open in a silent scream as he plundered my depths. I could see the sweat dripping down his forehead, and his abs contracting with each powerful thrust.
I couldn't believe how much I was enjoying this, and I wanted more. Logan's hands gripped my hips, pulling me closer to him with every pump. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, but I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to feel him fill me up first.
"Logan, stop," I moaned, my voice husky and low.
Logan stopped, leaving his cock buried deep inside me. He looked at me with a questioning gaze, and I could see the sweat beading on his forehead. As he continued throbbing inside me, he asked me why I said stop.
"I want you to get me pregnant" I whispered, barely able to get the words out.
Hearing that, Logan's thrusts grew even more forceful, his cock slamming into my asshole with a raw intensity that left me gasping for breath. I could feel his balls slapping against my skin, each impact sending a wave of pleasure throughout my body.
His grip on my hips tightened, almost to the point of pain, as he took control of my body, driving himself into me with a ferocity that made my eyes roll back in my head.
I was in heaven.
"Fuck, Jake," he grunted. "You're so tight and wet for me. I can feel your body begging for my cum."
His dirty talk sent a thrill through me, and I found myself begging for more. "Yes, Logan. Give me your load! I want to feel you fill me up!"
My words seemed to push him over the edge, and he let out a deep growl as he buried his cock deep inside me, releasing wave after wave of warm, sticky cum.
I could feel each spurt filling me up, coating every inch of my insides with his essence.
The feeling of Logan breeding me raw was too much to handle, and I felt my own release approaching quickly. I reached down and started stroking my cock in time with Logan's thrusts, knowing that I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer.
"Oh, fuck!" I screamed, throwing my head back as I came hard. My cum shot out in ropes, landing on my chest and stomach.
I felt Logan's cock still twitching inside of me, each spurt prolonging my orgasm. My whole body trembled with pleasure, and I could hardly speak.
"Holy fuck," I whispered, still trying to catch my breath.
Logan slowly pulled out of me, leaving me feeling empty and wanting more. He looked down at me with a soft smile on his face. "That was fucking amazing." He said as he got up and went to the bathroom to get rid of the condom.
When he came back, he lay down next to me and pulled me close.
I rested my head on his chest and listened to his heart racing, still trying to catch my breath. His hand traced lazy circles on my back as we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our animalistic sex. My mind was buzzing with the intensity of what had just happened. I could feel his cum leaking out of me, running down the inside of my leg. It was raw and primal, and I couldn't get enough.
We lay there like that for a while, lost in our own thoughts, but never too far from each other.