Month challenge: day 2 (part 1)
(This one’s a long one, enjoy)
The morning light filtered softly through the curtains as I slowly woke up, the delicious smell of bacon and fresh coffee. I stretched under the covers, blinking a few times before realizing Mark wasn’t beside me anymore. I heard quiet clinking and humming coming from the kitchen, he was making breakfast for me again, just like he used to do on lazy weekends. I smiled to myself, the guilt from yesterday feeling a little farther away as my thoughts focused on the sweet gesture. I slipped out of bed, pulling on a loose pair of shorts before padding toward the kitchen to see my boyfriend Marky.
As I stepped into the kitchen, the sight that greeted me made me stop in the doorway. Mark was standing at the stove with his back to me, wearing nothing but a simple black apron tied around his waist. The thin fabric did absolutely nothing to hide his muscular ass. It was firm, round, and perfectly sculpted from all those long hours at the gym. His body was always perfect, but that ass was the definition of perfect. If he was a bottom, I’m sure he’d pull all the cock in the world… Every time he shifted his weight or reached for something, those powerful glutes flexed under the light, drawing my eyes like a magnet. As much as I was a trophie boyfriend, Mark himself was a trophie as well.. A rush of warmth spread through me as I watched him, suddenly feeling a lot more awake.
I smirked and walked up behind him quietly, sliding my hands around his waist and pressing my body against his back. “Mmm, trying to get me horny this early in the morning, Marky?” I teased, my voice low and playful. Before he could answer, I gave his firm ass a sharp, loud slap, watching the muscle jiggle under my palm. “You don’t even need that apron, babe. I’d love to see what’s swinging in the front.”
Mark let out a surprised laugh that quickly turned into a groan as I reached around, slipping my hand under the apron and wrapping my fingers around his thick, half-hard cock. I started stroking him slowly, feeling him swell quickly in my grip. “I need some milk for my coffee,” I whispered against his ear, giving his ass another playful squeeze while I pumped him faster, thumb teasing over the head. “Be a good boyfriend and fill my cup, yeah?”
Mark let out a shaky laugh, trying to focus on the stove even as his cock throbbed harder in my hand. “Babe… I still need to finish cooking breakfast,” he protested weakly, but his hips were already starting to rock forward into my fist, betraying him completely. I grinned against his neck and reached up with my free hand to grab a clean coffee mug from the cabinet, setting it on the counter right in front of him. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it quick,” I murmured, stroking him faster while I held the mug ready beneath the apron. “Just be a good cum cow for me and fill this cup up nice and thick. I want my coffee extra creamy this morning.”
The moment the words “cum cow” left my mouth, Mark’s breath hitched sharply. His muscular body tensed, his ass flexing hard against me as he let out a deep, helpless groan. “Fuck… Liam…” He tried to hold back for just a second longer, but it was no use. His cock pulsed violently in my grip and he started shooting thick, heavy ropes of cum straight into the mug I was holding, the warm liquid splashing against the bottom as I kept milking him through every spurt. Mark’s head fell back against my shoulder, panting hard while I gently squeezed the last drops out of him, the mug now noticeably heavier with his fresh load.
I pulled the warm mug up from under the apron, holding it carefully in both hands as I brought it closer to my face. I took a long, slow sniff of Mark’s fresh cum, letting the familiar, slightly salty musk fill my nose. This was exactly what I wanted. Mark’s load, warm and real, proof that I still belonged to him. A soft, satisfied hum escaped me as I breathed it in again. For a brief moment, I thought about how much fuller the cup would be if this was Luka’s cum, but I quickly shook my head, pushing the unwanted thought away and focusing back on Mark standing in front of me.
I set the mug down on the counter just long enough to press my chest against Mark’s back again, my lips brushing right against his ear as I whispered low and teasing, “Listen to me while I drink the milk you produced, cum cow.” Then I picked the mug back up, tilted it to my lips, and took the first long, slow swallow. The warm, thick cum slid over my tongue. It was salty and sweet per usual and still slightly sticky, coating my throat as I gulped it down with an audible, wet sound that echoed softly in the quiet kitchen. Another gulp followed, louder this time, the creamy texture sliding down easily and leaving a faint, familiar aftertaste that made my stomach full of satisfaction. Mark’s breath hitched hard as he heard every noisy swallow, every little satisfied hum I let out while I drained the mug completely, the last few drops chased by one final, deliberate gulp that I made sure he heard clearly.
I wrapped my arms around Mark from behind and kissed the back of his neck gently. “Thank you for breakfast, babe,” I murmured against his skin, my voice soft and genuine now. “You always know how to start my day right.”
Mark bit his lip, a shy but pleased little smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he tried to focus on flipping the bacon. “You’re welcome, baby,” he replied, voice still a bit husky from what I’d just done to him. “Anything for my perfect trophy boyfriend.” He finished plating the food quickly, sliding a generous portion onto a plate for me before turning around in my arms. “But I really need to get ready for work now. Early meeting again today.” I felt a quiet wave of happiness wash over me as I watched him. I’d gotten my morning dose of Mark’s cum, warm and fresh, and everything felt a little more right with the world.
That warm, happy feeling didn’t last long. My phone buzzed loudly on the counter, instantly killing the soft glow in my chest. I picked it up and saw the message from Luka.
“Liam, round two. Right now. Today I have a long day at work, and I’m sure your boyfriend dose as well. If you don’t come this morning, we’ll have to fuck during work hours. Wouldn’t want to risk it over there right?.”
I sighed a bit… I didn’t even get to finish eating my fucking bacon… but he was right. I couldn’t risk getting caught at work… and it would be suspicious if I left to get fucked at night.
I sent a quick text to Mark letting him know I went to the gym. Then headed back over to the bastards apartment.
I stood in front of Luka’s door for a second, heart already racing, before knocking softly. The door swung open almost immediately and there he was. Luka, fresh out of the shower, wearing nothing but a white towel slung low around his hips. His golden hair was still damp, water droplets sliding down his toned chest and abs, making his skin glisten under the morning light. The towel barely clung to his waist, hinting at the massive bulge underneath. He smirked the second he saw me, stepping aside to let me in while his eyes looked all over my body like he already owned it.
As I stepped inside, I couldn’t stop the words from slipping out, my tone sharper than I intended. “You should probably fuck more quietly if you’re gonna have other guys over. The walls are thin, you know.” The moment it left my mouth I felt a stupid flicker of jealousy twist in my gut, and I hated how it sounded. Luka’s smirk widened instantly, his blue eyes lighting up with clear amusement as he caught it right away. He closed the door behind me and leaned in close, still dripping wet, his voice low and teasing. “Aw, is that jealousy I’m hearing, Liam? Didn’t know you cared who I’m railing next door.”
I quickly tried to cover it up, crossing my arms and rolling my eyes. “It’s not jealousy, idiot. It’s for safety. If one of those whores have something, I don’t want to catch it.” Luka chuckled softly, stepping even closer until I could feel the heat radiating off his damp skin. His smirk never faded as he looked down at me with those piercing blue eyes. “Relax, you don’t have to worry about that. I’ve enhanced my body in a few… special ways. I’m basically immune to most risks now — no diseases, no accidents, nothing. I can fuck whoever I want, as loud as I want, and nothing bad ever happens. Makes things a lot more fun, don’t you think?”
I blinked, a little surprised by how casually he said it, but I didn’t want to dwell on it. The less I knew about his weird “enhancements,” the better. Instead, I reached into my pocket, pulled out one of the condoms I’d grabbed before coming over, and tossed it at his chest. “Whatever. Let’s just get this over with,” I muttered, already starting to pull my shirt off. “I have breakfast waiting and I don’t want Mark getting suspicious.”
Luka caught the condom easily against his chest, his smirk never fading. “Fine by me. Let’s make it quick then.” He turned and led the way down the short hall to his bedroom, the towel still hanging dangerously low on his hips. Once inside, he dropped the towel completely and sat on the edge of the bed, his massive twelve-inch cock already half-hard and resting thick against his thigh. He leaned back on his hands, looking up at me with that arrogant glint in his eyes. “Go on. Put the condom on using only your mouth. Show me how much you want to get this over with.”
I frowned, shaking my head. “That’s not one of the rules. I’m not doing that.”
Luka leaned back further on the bed, completely relaxed, his thick cock still soft and resting against his thigh. He gave a casual shrug and said, “Then I guess your not leaving today. I’ll make sure I don’t get hard unless you put the condom on with your mouth. And if I don’t get hard… the game doesn’t start. No sex, no cum from either of us, and we’ll be stuck in a stalemate.” His blue eyes locked onto mine, that smug smirk growing. “So what’s it going to be, Liam? We doing this or not?”
I clenched my jaw, frustration burning in my chest. I had no choice. “…Fine.”
With a frustrated sigh, I dropped to my knees between Luka’s spread legs. I tore open the condom wrapper with my teeth, then placed the rolled-up latex between my lips, holding it carefully with my mouth. Leaning forward, I pressed my lips against the soft head of Luka’s cock and slowly worked the condom down using only my tongue and lips. It was awkward and humiliating. I could feel the rubber unrolling inch by inch over his thick shaft as I bobbed my head, sucking and licking to slide it further down. His cock started to harden under the attention, swelling and lengthening until the condom was stretched tight around his massive twelve inches, the reservoir tip already bulging slightly at the end. I pulled back once it was fully on, breathing heavily through my nose, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Even through the thin layer of latex, Luka’s cock looked thick, heavy, and perfectly shaped, the veins bulging under the stretched condom. I couldn’t help but stare for a second, a reluctant spark of admiration mixing with the shame burning in my cheeks. It really was a monster, easily twice as thick as Mark’s and so much longer, the sheer size making my hole twitch with unwanted memory. Luka noticed my gaze and let out a low chuckle. “Like what you see?” he teased, then patted his thigh. “Come here. Sit on my lap so we can get started. I want you facing me.”
I hesitated for only a second before nodding. “Fine,” I muttered, climbing up onto the bed and straddling his lap so we were face to face. If I was going to survive this stupid game, I needed to put in real effort. I know that the sooner I made Luka cum and won a round, the sooner I could start adding my own rules and maybe gain some control back. I settled my weight down, feeling the thick, condom-covered head of his cock press right against my hole as I rested my hands on his damp shoulders for balance. My heart was already racing, knowing how much stretching was about to happen again.
I took a deep breath and slowly pushed myself down onto Luka’s cock, my hole stretching wide around the thick shaft. Inch after inch sank into me, the sheer girth forcing a shaky moan from my lips as I sank lower, feeling him fill me far deeper than Mark ever could. When I was finally seated all the way down, my ass flush against Luka’s thighs, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his in a needy kiss. I didn’t really want to kiss him, but I figured if I acted eager and desperate it might make him cum faster and end this quicker. I moved my hips in slow, deep rolls, kissing him harder while my tongue slipped into his mouth, trying everything I could to push him closer to the edge.
Luka’s eyes widened slightly in surprise when I leaned in and kissed him, but the reaction quickly melted into clear enjoyment. He let out a low, pleased hum against my mouth, his hands finally moving to rest on my hips as I rolled them in deep, needy circles. When I pulled back just enough to breathe, he smirked against my lips and murmured, “Well, well… someone’s feeling a lot more desperate this morning. Kissing me and everything? That’s new.” His voice was teasing, but there was a hungry edge to it as he watched me ride him, clearly loving the sudden shift in my behavior.
A small spark of triumph ran through me, this was working. If I kept being this eager and desperate, Luka would definitely cum faster and I’d finally win a round. I deepened the kiss immediately, pressing my chest against his and sliding my tongue deeper into his mouth, kissing him with messy, hungry strokes while I bounced harder on his thick cock. My hands tangled in his damp golden hair as I moaned into the kiss, putting on what I thought was the perfect desperate performance. Deep down, though, something dangerous was starting to shift… the more I forced myself to kiss him like this, the more my mind began latching onto how good he felt, how full he made me, and how different it was from anything Mark could give me.
I kept kissing Luka deeply, tongues sliding messily together as I started bouncing on his cock with more purpose, lifting my hips until only the thick head remained inside me before slamming back down hard. Each drop made my ass cheeks clap loudly against his thighs, the sheer size of him stretching my walls so perfectly that every ridge and vein dragged along my sensitive insides even through the condom. My own cock was rock hard and leaking between our stomachs, rubbing against his abs with every bounce. I moaned loudly into his mouth, rolling my hips in tight circles on the downstroke to grind his cockhead right against my prostate, the intense pleasure making my thighs tremble. Luka groaned against my lips, his hands gripping my ass tighter, but he still let me do all the work, clearly enjoying watching me desperately fuck myself on him.
The pleasure was building way too fast. I could already feel that dangerous pressure tightening in my core, my hole clenching greedily around Luka’s massive cock as every bounce sent sparks shooting up my spine. Fuck… I was getting close already, and we’d barely started. I needed to win this round so badly, so I forced myself to slow down, changing from frantic bouncing to slow, deep grinds. I rolled my hips in wide, deliberate circles, keeping him buried to the hilt while I kissed him slower and deeper, trying to drag it out and make him lose control first. My cock throbbed helplessly between us, leaking steadily onto his abs, but I bit back the moans and focused on the rhythm, determined not to cum before he did.
Luka suddenly chuckled against my lips, his hands gripping my ass tighter as he caught on to exactly what I was doing. “Ohh, sneaky little slut,” he murmured, voice low and amused. “Trying to slow down so you can win? Cute. But I won’t let you.” Before I could react, he planted his feet on the bed and thrust up hard, slamming his massive cock deep into me with brutal force. At the same time he pulled me into a rough, demanding kiss, his tongue invading my mouth as he started pounding me relentlessly from below. I couldn’t hold back the loud, broken moans that spilled out of me with every powerful thrust, my voice echoing off the walls as he fucked me senseless, hitting my prostate over and over again with merciless precision.
The pleasure hit me like a tidal wave, completely overwhelming any thought of winning or slowing down. My mind went blank as Luka fucked me senseless, each brutal upward thrust making my eyes roll back and loud, slutty moans tear from my throat. I was lost in it, body shaking on top of him, when Luka broke the kiss just enough to growl against my lips, “Say it. Tell me you love my cock.” Without any resistance left in me, I whimpered helplessly and obeyed. “I… I love your cock…” I moaned, voice broken and desperate as he kept pounding into me. “Fuck… I love your big cock…”
Luka’s smirk grew wide and satisfied, his hips never slowing as he drove into me with deep, punishing strokes. “Louder,” he demanded, voice rough with lust. “Say it like you mean it, slut.” I was too far gone to fight it. My head fell back, eyes squeezed shut as another hard thrust nailed my prostate. “I love your cock!” I cried out loudly, voice cracking with desperation. “I love your big fucking cock!” The words had barely left my mouth when my orgasm crashed over me without warning. My whole body seized up, toes curling hard as thick ropes of cum shot from my untouched cock, splattering across Luka’s chest and abs in heavy, pulsing spurts. My hole clenched violently around his massive length, spasming and milking him as wave after wave of intense pleasure ripped through me, leaving me shaking and whimpering helplessly on top of him while my cock continued to twitch and leak.
Luka grinned victoriously as my body trembled through the last waves of my orgasm, his hands gripping my hips tighter. “That’s it… good boy,” he growled, clearly pleased with his win. He thrust up a few more times, hard and deep, before burying himself to the hilt with a low groan. His massive cock pulsed inside me as he started shooting his load, the condom rapidly filling with thick, heavy ropes of cum. I could feel the warm balloon swelling bigger and bigger inside my hole, stretching me even more as Luka pumped what felt like endless amounts of cum into the rubber. A shameful little whimper escaped me… I had missed this feeling so much. The heavy, bloated fullness pressing against my walls, the way it made my insides feel so completely claimed… it was addictive.
Luka stayed buried deep inside me for a few more moments, savoring his victory, before slowly pulling out. The condom was massively swollen, heavy with his thick load, the rubber stretched tight and sloshing as he carefully tied off the end. Still dazed and lost in the afterglow of my orgasm, I barely registered what was happening as he pushed the bloated, cum-filled balloon back into my hole with two fingers, stuffing it deep until it pressed firmly against my prostate again. A soft, needy whimper slipped from my lips, my body still twitching with residual lust. Luka smirked down at me, clearly enjoying how out of it I was. “New rule for today,” he said smugly. “From now on, whenever you’re in this apartment complex, you have to be completely naked. No clothes at all. Understand?”
I blinked slowly, still hazy from the intense orgasm and the heavy fullness pressing against my prostate again, but Luka’s new rule finally cut through the fog. “Wait… naked? All the time in the apartment complex?” I asked, shock clear in my voice as I sat up straighter on his lap. “How the hell am I supposed to hide that from Mark? He lives here too.” Luka just leaned back on his hands, that smug smirk still firmly in place, and shrugged like it was the simplest thing in the world. “That’s not my problem. That’s up to you to figure out, slut. Rules are rules. You agreed to play the game.”
I nodded slowly, my mind already racing as I tried to come up with some kind of believable excuse to explain to Mark why I’d suddenly be walking around the apartment completely naked all the time. Before I could say anything else, Luka reached down and gave my ass a firm, possessive shake, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he smirked up at me. “Good boy. Now get out of here.” He gave me one last playful slap on the ass before lifting me off his lap. I stood on shaky legs, the heavy condom still lodged deep inside me, and headed for the door without another word, already dreading how I was going to explain any of this to Mark.
As I walked back to our apartment, the heavy condom shifting inside me with every step, my mind kept drifting back to the kisses. I had been the one to lean in first, the one who deepened them, the one who moaned into Luka’s mouth like I actually wanted it. The memory made my stomach twist with guilt and confusion — why had I done that? Why had it felt so easy? I shook my head, trying to push the thoughts away as I reached our door and opened it. Mark was in the entryway, already putting on his shoes and adjusting his tie, clearly getting ready to leave for work.
Mark looked up the moment I stepped inside, his eyes widening slightly as they ran over my completely naked body. “Babe? Why are you naked?” he asked, one eyebrow raised in confusion while he finished tying his shoe.
I froze for half a second before forcing a casual shrug and a playful smile. “I spilled coffee all over my clothes while you were in the shower earlier,” I lied smoothly. “It was a whole mess, so I just stripped down and threw everything in the wash. Figured I’d stay naked until I find something clean. Saves time, right?” I walked over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, hoping the excuse sounded believable enough.
Mark paused for a moment, tilting his head as he studied me with a slightly skeptical look, but then his eyes drifted down over my bare body and a slow, appreciative smile spread across his face. “Alright… if you say so,” he said with a soft chuckle, clearly not complaining at all. “Not that I’m mad about it. Getting to see all this beauty walking around the apartment is definitely a perk.” He leaned in and gave me a quick, warm kiss on the lips before straightening up again. “Just don’t forget to throw some clothes on before you leave the apartment, okay? Wouldn’t want the neighbors getting an eyeful.”
I smiled and nodded quickly, trying to keep my voice light. “Yeah, of course. I’ll throw something on if I need to go out.” Then, taking advantage of his good mood, I added with a teasing grin, “Maybe I’ll just stay naked around you all the time from now on… just for you.” The words came out playful, but deep down I knew the real reason…. it was because of Luka’s new rule, not because I wanted to surprise Mark. Still, seeing the way Mark’s eyes lit up made the lie feel a little easier to swallow.
Mark’s face lit up with genuine happiness at my words, his eyes softening as he stepped closer. He reached out and grabbed a handful of my bare ass, squeezing it possessively before giving it a firm shake and a sharp slap that made the flesh jiggle. “Mmm, I’m glad this cute ass is all mine,” he murmured, voice low and affectionate as he gave it another playful slap. “All day, every day… just for me.” I forced a smile, my heart pounding as the heavy, cum-filled condom Luka had stuffed back inside me shifted with every movement, pressing warmly against my walls while Mark had no idea what was really hidden deep in the ass he was claiming.
Mark grinned and slid both hands to my ass, spreading my cheeks apart playfully as he leaned in to kiss my neck. The moment he did, the heavy, overfilled condom shifted inside me and started to slide outward slightly, the knotted end peeking just a little toward my entrance. I panicked and clenched my hole tightly around it, forcing the bloated rubber back in deep. The sudden pressure pushed the warm, sloshing balloon firmly against my prostate, sending a sharp jolt of unwanted pleasure through my body that made my cock twitch and my breath hitch. Mark didn’t notice a thing, still happily kneading and spreading my ass while he murmured, “Fuck, I love this view…”
Mark kept kneading my ass for a moment longer before finally letting my cheeks go, though his hands stayed resting on my hips. He chuckled softly against my neck and said, “By the way, the neighbors were pretty loud this morning. I could hear everything through the wall while I was getting ready.” He pulled back just enough to look at me with a playful, slightly turned-on smirk. “It was actually pretty hot… hearing that guy moaning and saying ‘I love your cock’ over and over. Sounded like he was getting wrecked pretty good.”
Mark’s hands stayed on my hips as he tilted his head, still smiling with that lazy, turned-on look in his eyes. “I wonder if the neighbors can hear us too when we go at it,” he said with a soft laugh. Then he added, almost wistfully, “That bottom this morning sounded so lucky though… getting railed by such a good cock. The way he was moaning ‘I love your cock’ like that… damn, must’ve been huge.”
Mark’s words sent an unwanted rush of heat through me. My cock twitched and started to harden against my thigh, the memory of moaning those exact words while riding Luka’s massive cock flashing through my mind. I tried to hide it, but my body betrayed me anyway. Mark didn’t seem to notice my growing erection. He leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips, the same lips that had been wrapped around Luka’s cock and kissing him deeply just minutes ago, before pulling back with a warm smile. “Have a good day, babe. I’ll see you tonight,” he said, then grabbed his bag and headed out the door for work, leaving me standing there naked, conflicted, and half-hard.
Once the door clicked shut behind Mark, I stood there for a moment, still half-hard and feeling the heavy condom shift inside me with every breath. I walked over to the bathroom, positioned myself in front of the large mirror, and took a few pictures — one showing my naked body from the front with my cock starting to harden, and another turning around to show off my ass, the faint red handprints from Mark still visible on my cheeks. I didn’t notice it, but the little knot was sticking out from my hole.I sent the best one to Mark with the caption
“A little present for you at work 😉 thinking about you already.” After hitting send, I let out a long sigh and leaned against the sink, staring at my reflection. Day two had barely started, and I already felt completely overwhelmed.
(Whew! A long chapter, but I hope you all liked it. Question for everyone, what are your thoughts on mpreg, do you guys want that possibility or is it a turn off? In this world, Luka has ways to get men pregnant if he wanted, but if requires a pill. I think it would add a layer of risk that could be fun to explore. Let me know your thoughts! And let me know what you thought of this chapter 😉 I live off your comments haha xD)