Snippets: Eduardo "The Ex" Finale

"We have to catch up. We have to make up for lost time, my love," was the main portion of a long text from Ed (Eduardo).

He made it back to Virginia from Madrid. He was to work in Norfolk for three months, then head back, but not before "we finished what we started."

"I don't like how we ended," I texted.

I gave a long list of emotions I felt during his previous stint. I shared with Eduardo that he wasn't my usual cup of tea, and how I usually dated as he wasn't someone who normally appeased me. I recollected back to that day we met at the coffee shop, and how he won me over with his charm, though he lied about needing a tour.

"I needed a big cock, LOL," he replied.

He countered stating I filled a void that even his wife couldn't fill. I told him how I "cut off" my regulars, for the way he made love to me orally had me thinking about heavy decisions.

"I loved you," I messaged.

"I love you," was his response between our back and forth via text on WhatsApp.

"But I was married, and unfortunately my life happens in Spain, the way it happens for you here in the states."

I was starting to become uninterested until Ed showed photos of his wrinkled rosebud.

"I got fucked," he added as the caption to his purple gash.

He had me so bothered as he'd put on maybe 10 to 15 pounds, with most of it going to his belly and fat ass that was on display. I stared at the photo, and noticed how it was saturated, most likely with cum from the guy who fucked him for the first time.

"I'm jealous," I texted.

"Don't be," was his reply as he now had my full attention.

I couldn't help but think about how I used to rim Ed's ass, and how during a few of our encounters I relished the chance to infiltrate his delicious Mediterranean peach. I came close a few times, but he pushed away the idea after pondering the thought of me "splitting him open." I'd plead again and again, but his tongue always won me over for he'd lick me in the right spot to make me cum instead.

"It was one of my junior coworkers," he stated on the guy who broke him open.

"He was looking good, he'd wanted me for a long time, and he has a small cock. I know now however, that I need bigger. I need you."

For a brief moment, I was thinking Ed wanted to reconnect to perhaps lay siege to my heart again, but it truly wasn't that. I was lost again, reading "my love" in that text, as I was thinking things were more than what they were.

"I lust for you, beautiful," was his next message. "I'm down at the Hilton Main, lying in bed on my back, with my legs in the air. Do with me what you will."

I put down the phone and let my thoughts linger for a second as I felt I was going down a rabbit hole. I surely wanted to see him again, and finally get the chance to penetrate Ed for he was asking me to be his sequel. I needed some ass anyway as I was in the middle of a long drought. Ed would send me other photos of himself, some clothed, while others weren't but in every one he was displaying his gorgeous smile. I thought about how he'd suck me with those beautiful pink lips as contemplating that made me jump in the shower.

"I hope you're coming to see me," read a message he texted while I was scrubbing my body.

He sent a current photo of himself in the hotel, one where he propped the phone in a place where he could pose while laying on his back. I saw his slight belly, and noticed those big balls, and soft cock just above his outstretched hole. I was in love with the dark circles around his anus, paying attention enough to his hole to see the "drooping lips" of his rosebud from when it was once stretched. I loved the sight of his taint, a clear bridge between his balls and ass for my tongue as I planned to lick it all. I got dressed, then advised of my estimated time of arrival when he called my phone.

"Park right out front. Let the valet take care of you, and I will pay the valet," he said as he wanted to "make up for how things ended."

I drove the distance, and once I made it to the hotel, a light sprinkle from the clouds hit as this was further setting the mood between us. I handed my keys off to the guy, then waltzed inside the gorgeous hotel to find the elevator. I'd make it to the sixth floor, and step out the elevator gingerly in search of his suite. I knocked on his door.

"Come in," he yelled as he'd left the door cracked for me.

The room was dark besides light from the television, and the scenic view of the Elizabeth River and beyond, as well as the Berkley Bridge that carried the traffic across it. I looked to my right to see Ed on all fours with his ass in the air. I placed the Do Not Disturb" sign outside of the door, then made sure it was securely locked before taking off my articles of clothing.

"Nos volvemos a encontrar, mi amor," he said as I climbed onto the bed.

He uttered that "we met again, my love" in the most sultry tone, and continued speaking Spanish for he knew that drove me up the wall. I got behind him on the large bed to lay my face behind his cheeks. I sniffed them, from top to bottom, before poking out my lips to kiss the right one. I took my time literally kissing his ass all over, and he chuckled as he was anticipating what was to happen.

"I'm guessing you like what you see," he asked just as I pried his cheeks apart.

I loved seeing his thick caverns on display just above his big balls. I blew air on his hole, and made it "wink" before he shivered a bit. He was ticklish to say the least as I kept blowing the air, and he started giggling. I leaned my face forward and let the games begin once I stuck out my tongue to brush against that lubricated hole. He moaned lightly before I stuck my tongue all the way inside, causing him to whimper. I kept my head still, and allowed my tongue to make circles inside his hole as this caused him to flinch and clench. I loved his sweet cunt hugging my tongue, and I'd whip my head back and forth, before wiggling it from side to side as I knew he'd enjoy. I turned to sucking his hole, pulled my head back slightly to clamp my lips on his rosebud, and literally tried to suck the air from it. He buried his head in the pillow in front of him, and began slapping the bed with his hands as he seemed to enjoy this the most. I came for air after maybe 15 minutes, and slipped my right pointer and middle fingers in his saturated hole, just so I could prime him even more. I tugged on that prostate, then wiggled at it a bit as he ended up ejaculating on my fingers. I made him cum a few times before I fed him his own "juices."

"Suck my fingers," I told him, as he raised and turned his head to receive them.

He sucked them, then I went back to pleasuring him, as his taint was the causeway for my tongue to cross from that sweet ass, down to his full balls.

I loved licking the hair follicles, and his rugged skin as I could smell the cum cooking in his sack. I got under him as I was able to grab that cock of his with my lips. I sucked him from behind, and added a little pleasure by sticking my right middle finger in his hole, mashing on his prostate while giving head in the awkward position. Ed was moaning loudly as he was such a delectable man to suck. I was finger fucking him while blowing him off, causing him to utter cries of delight in Spanish until he begged blatantly for me to fuck him.

"Mijo, you're torturing me," he wailed as I pulled away.

"Turn around, papi. Let me feed you this dick," I said as he rolled over to lay on his back.

I crawled over to his face, and he'd turn to his right just to get his face draped in precum. He placed a pillow under his head, then smiled as he looked up at me, signaling me to come closer. I raised my left leg, placing it at the middle of the headboard, while inching my waist closer to his beautiful face. He reached upward, and allowed his lips to clamp this oozing tip of mine, while he stroked his own dick with his right hand. I loved that we were reunited for this sight, a view of him hungrily reminding me why I didn't see other men when he was around. Ed slowly whizzed his head back and forth on this dick, his eyes closed as he was concentrating on getting me off. He broke from sucking to focus on my balls, sticking out his tongue to lick the very middle, before glazing the pair individually. I was trying my best to hold it together, for he knew my balls were my sweet spot. Before I knew it, his tongue made it past the balls, and was at my taint before landing it inside of my twitching hole. I stopped him for he knew how to rim me, and cause me to cum at short notice.

"I want your cock," he said to me.

I laid beside him, and told him I wanted him to ride it so I could see the reactions on his face.

"This will be a challenge," he told me as he was worried about being "split" again.

I grabbed the lubricant nearby, and handed him the tube before putting my hands behind my head. I wasn't yielding in my preference, and reminded him that he called me.

"Just take it slow," was my advice.

He lubricated his ass, then looked down at my throbbing dick as he plastered it with both hands. When he finished he looked back at me, and was hesitant once more until I reminded him that I waited for this. He straddled my belly, then inched himself backwards before crouching above me. He started to go into a three point stance, so I grabbed his hands for his own traction. Our hands interlocked, and he took a deep breath just before I felt his hole's tip hit the top of my dick.

"Oh fuck," he yelped as I felt myself slip inside his warm, tight hole.

He screamed and jumped up immediately for my girth was a lot for him. We both laughed, and I jokingly grabbed at his nipples as he claimed he'd try again.

"That thing hurts," he barked loudly before I asked him to try again.

He repeated the crouch, then we locked fingers again as this time he was a little more cautious before sitting on it.

"Holy fuck mijo," was what he mustered as my meat expanded his tunnel.

He wouldn't jump up the second time, but asked if we could keep still for a moment in order for him to adjust.

"You can," I said to him before slapping his ass with both of my hands.

I loved chatting with this gorgeous man while inside of him. I loved his accent, loved the look in his eyes as he was still somewhat jubilant to feel me deeply.

"I shouldn't have made you wait this long," he said to me.

"I agree," I replied before slapping his ass, wanting him to ride me more, and do less talking.

"Do it again, mijo," he said and I did, causing him to gyrate back and forth.

The more he rotated himself, it seemed he caught the most pleasure. I felt the squeeze of his hole, and saw his face as his smile dissipated. I slapped that ass a few more times, and he'd bounce up and down as he seemed to be in pain no more. He was up and down on the dick while telling me he couldn't stop coming. He leaned his upper body forward, and that hole of his seemed pull different, snatching my cock tip, and rubbing against my foreskin.

"You like that mijo," he asked as he sensed I was enjoying the feeling.

Ed always had a way of controlling my pleasure, and this was one of those moments. I was the top, yet he somehow "turned things around" as he knew another pleasure spot of mine.

"Fill me with your babies," he asked right as he reached back and rubbed my balls.

He'd sit down fully, and I had to grab his hand as he had me ready to nut prematurely. Ed knew I took pride in making him cum first, and so I let go his hand, then smacked his ass a few times before he started jacking himself off. He kept bouncing that ass while precumming all over my waist and stomach. He was moaning loudly as he was drenching this dick with his cum.

"Just keep on riding," I told him as I began to feel a tighter squeeze from his hole.

He was becoming fatigued, and I took over, pounding his guts from under him as that caused him to jack off even harder. He uttered some Spanish as he was on the brink of letting it fly. I, too, was getting close, and worked my strong hips even harder to pound this man until he blessed my chest with his cum. I'd hit that spot, and made Ed scream loudly as he shot a good load. I wasn't to be outdone, and continued pounding until I, too, gave him a blessing, just a few seconds after he finished. We both were panting heavily and sweating the same. He opened his eyes, looked down at me and smiled, before laying on top of me.

"I didn't expect this," he said as he laid on my chest.

I told him to kiss me, and he would, with sweat dripping off of him, onto me.

"I do love you," he said as he looked me in the eye.

I returned the words, and he let me know that in the perfect world, things would've been different. He hadn't experienced a connection like this, not with any other man, or even if his own wife whom he fathered his children with. We ended up falling asleep in our own sexual muck, and every day leading to his departure, we'd meet, whether it was for sex, or even so much as coffee together.

"You'll always be mine," I told him when I dropped him off at the airport.

Ed promised no one else would ever fuck him after me. He'd still suck cock, and rim a few asses if he didn't whip out his own to penetrate the same, but he made it clear no one else could enter him after I'd "damaged" him.

"You make me feel so damned good," he said the morning we drove to the airport.

We even kissed goodbye in the open, caring less of familiar eyes seeing the lustful love that took place before pledging one day to meet on his native soil.