Every Young Man's Dream (8 page)

“
Do you like your wine red
or white?” she asked.

“
Red, I guess. I don’t
drink it very often.”

“
Then cab it is,” Adriana
said, pulling a bottle of the rack. “This is Silver Oak. Pretty
good stuff. It should go down pretty easy.”

“
Sounds good.”

Adriana pulled a couple of wine glasses and
an opener from behind the bar and got to work on the bottle. Troy
could already feel the Jack starting to work it’s way into his
system, loosening him up just a hair. It felt good.

Adriana poured the wine and handed him a
glass and the rest of the bottle and they made their way back over
to the couch and sat. She grabbed a remote and turned the TV on,
found a sitcom in syndication. They both relaxed and drank their
wine and watched the show, their occasional laughter punctuated by
sips from their respective glasses.

An hour later they had just finished their
second bottle of wine. Troy was feeling good and drunk; not quite
wasted, but pretty close. With Adriana it was hard to tell. She’d
drank just as much as he had, but despite her being little more
than half his size she didn’t seem like the alcohol was affecting
her as much.

“
How are you feeling?” she
asked.

“
Pretty fucking good,”
Troy replied, a goofy smile on his face. “How about
you?”

“
Not bad,” Adriana said,
smiling back at him. “Not bad at all.”

“
So what do you say,
should we get this train a rollin’ again?”

“
Come make your move
whenever you’re ready.”

Troy set his empty glass on the coffee table
and stood up. He wobbled for a moment before catching his
balance.

“
You okay there?” Adriana
asked.

“
I’m fine,” he lied. “Just
fine and dandy.”

He walked over towards Adriana and stood
over her, waiting, looking at her and then down at his cock. It
wasn’t quite hard, not yet, but it was getting there.

“
What do you want?”
Adriana said, feigning ignorance.

Smiling, he said, “You know what I
want.”

“
Tell me. I want to hear
you say it.”

Still a little embarrassed even with the
alcohol in his system, Troy said, “I want you to suck my cock.”

“
Like you mean it,”
Adriana said, her face completely serious.

“
I want you to suck my
cock,” he said, more forcefully this time. But it was fake bravado;
even though he was quite drunk he still couldn’t completely let go.
There was just something inside him that fought too hard against
being forceful with a woman, especially once as elegant and
attractive as Adriana.

“
I still don’t believe
you,” she said.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes to
steel his nerves a little. When he opened them, his smile was gone.
It was time to get down to business and stop fucking around. “Get
over here and suck my fucking cock.”

“
There
you go,” Adriana said, flashing him a filthy smile. “That’s
the Troy I’ve been looking for. Let’s see if you can keep it
up.”

“
Stop talking and get on
your knees,” Troy said, getting into it now. After all, it was what
Adriana wanted. She’d been pushing him in this direction all day
long.

“
Yes, sir,” Adriana said
and did as she was told. On her knees before him, her head at the
same level as his cock (which had grown considerably harder during
the proceedings) she looked up at him. With eyes as wide as a
puppy-dog’s, she said, “Now what?”

“
Take my cock in your
hand.”

She did.

“
Now open your mouth,” he
said.

She did.

“
Now stick my cock in your
mouth.”

Smiling wickedly, she did that too.

Troy didn’t have to tell her what to do
next. Adriana took care of it herself, going to work on his cock,
sucking and licking it and jerking him off and fondling his balls
while looking up at him the whole time.

“
You like that?” she
asked, pulling his cock from her mouth and slapping it against the
side of her cheek. “You like how I suck your cock?”

“
I love it,” he
said.

“
What else do you want me
to do with it?” Adriana asked, sucking on the tip for a moment
before popping it back out of her mouth. “Do you want me to
deepthroat it?”

Troy nodded, his alcohol-enhanced
forwardness having disappeared as soon as she raised the
stakes.

“
That’s not good enough,”
she said, her hand still working his cock while she looked up at
him.

“
Deepthroat my cock,” Troy
said.

Adriana tilted her head slightly but she
didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to. Her eyes told Troy
everything he needed to know.

“
Take my fucking cock all
the way down your throat,” he said, adding a little attitude into
it this time.

Adriana flashed him a pleased look then she
took his cock in her mouth and started to go down on it, pushing it
further and further into her mouth until it completely
disappeared.

“
Holy fuck,” Troy said,
looking down at Adriana as she deepthroated him. Her nose was
almost touching his stomach and her eyes were open and turned up
towards him.

She held his cock in her throat for a good
five seconds before slowly pulling off, revealing the length of his
cock inch by inch. She took a deep breath and smiled up at him. Her
eyes shone with excitement.

“
Wow,” he said, laughing
softly.

“
I take it you liked
that?” Adriana said while she jerked him off, her hand flying over
his cock thanks to the copious amounts of saliva she’d generated
while deepthroating him.

“
You could say
that.”

“
Do you want me to do it
again?”

“
Hell yeah.”

“
Fine by me,” she said.
“But first you need to do something for me.”

“
Anything,” Troy said.
“Just name it.”

“
I want you to fuck my
face. Do you think you can handle that?”

Smiling wickedly, Troy nodded.

“
Do a good enough job and
I’ll deepthroat you again.”

“
Sounds like a win-win,”
Troy said as he grabbed the back of Adriana’s head and guided his
cock into her open mouth.

Holding her head in place with his hands, he
proceeded to fuck her face, pumping his hips forward at a rhythmic
pace, giving her just about half of his cock with every thrust. He
was holding back a little, the emotional side of him still unable
to fully commit, even though the rational side of him knew that
this was exactly was Adriana wanted.

And she let him know that, pushing him back
just enough to say, “You’re gonna have to do better than that,” in
a sing-song, taunting voice.

Even though Troy knew she was just trying to
get under his skin that didn’t make him immune to it. A little
flare of anger rose up through his body and he clung to it, using
it to give her what she was asking for.

“
Better, huh?” he said,
sliding one hand up towards the top of her head and grasping her
hair in a firm grip. “Like this?” he asked, and when she opened her
mouth to answer he slammed his cock into it.

The move caught Adriana off guard, forcing
her to gag, but it didn’t seem to upset her. In fact, she was
smiling as best she could with his cock in her mouth and her eyes
were dancing. She was enjoying this, perhaps more than anything
else they’d done so far that day.

“
Is this what you want?”
Troy said as he pumped her throat, leaning forward just a bit to
get his cock deeper inside her mouth. “Is this good enough for
you?”

Adriana couldn’t answer. At least not in
words. But the gagging and coughing and slurping sounds coming from
her mouth told Troy what he wanted to hear.

“
That’s right,” he said as
he continued hammering his cock in and out of her mouth, giving her
the whole thing, from tip to base. He was feeding off the
situation, finally fully comfortable with what was going on.
Adriana was just another girl, nothing special, nobody to be scared
of. “Take my cock, you fucking slut. Take it all the way
down—”

He slammed his cock into her mouth, all the
way down her throat, and this time he held it there. He could feel
her throat constricting, cutting off the circulation to his
cock. 

“—
your dirty—”

He put pressure on the back of her head,
pushing her further towards him, pressing her nose into his
stomach.

“—
little—”

He continued pushing on her head even as she
started to gag, not letting her move, keeping her from
breathing.

“—
throat.”

He held Adriana there for another couple of
seconds before finally letting her go. Her head flew back and she
gasped for breath, coughing and gagging. Tears were leaking from
the corners of her eyes and lines of mascara were running down her
cheeks but she was all smiles.

“
Not bad,” she said once
she’d caught her breath. “Not bad at all.”

But Troy wasn’t in the mood for any more of
her compliments. Now that his blood was up and his inhibitions had
been melted away by the alcohol, he wanted to keep things moving
along. He wanted to give Adriana what she craved, what she’d been
begging for. And the only way to do that was to keep the momentum
going.

“
I’m only getting
started,” Troy said. He grabbed Adriana by the shoulders and spun
her around and pushed her onto the couch. “Up on your knees,” he
said, lifting her hips up so he could fuck her while standing.
“There you go. Right there.”

She was kneeling, doggy-style, her hands
grabbing onto the back of the couch, her legs forming a perfect L,
her ass sticking up in the air, hovering directly in front of his
rock-hard cock.

Adriana turned her upper body so she was
looking back at him. She was smirking proudly, obviously satisfied
with how she’d manipulated the situation. Troy decided he’d wipe
that smile off her pretty little face.

Stepping up to her, Troy inserted his cock
into the magical triangle right beneath Adriana’s perky little
asshole. It went in without any resistance, as though her pussy was
filled with warm oil. She gasped softly.

He bit down on his lip and took a deep
breath to stifle the sensation. Then he started to fuck her from
behind, his cock slamming into her right from the get-go. He was
too far wound up to take things slow. Her little charade of getting
him to take control had him excited beyond belief. Even as drunk as
he was, Troy knew that he didn’t have very long before he spilled
his seed. Adriana just felt too damn good. Especially from
behind.

Troy pummeled away at Adriana, her tight ass
slamming up against his hips, his balls slapping the underside of
her pussy with every thrust. Her back was arched, making her
shoulders blades and spine visible beneath her tanned skin, which
for some reason turned him on like there was no tomorrow.

Adriana turned her head back towards Troy,
watching him as he fucked her. Troy caught her eye and they
considered each other for a moment, each with filthy little grins
on their faces.

“
You like that, don’t
you,” Adriana said. “Fucking me from behind, pounding my tight
little pussy with the huge cock of yours while you’re staring down
at my ass.”

Troy didn’t reply, instead choosing to
answer her by grabbing her hips and slamming his cock into her even
more aggressively.

“
There you go,” Adriana
said, her breath growing more shallow by the moment. “Just like
that. Fuck me like you mean it. Like I deserve to be
fucked.”

All Adriana’s talking just fired up Troy
even more. He pressed down on the small of her back, and leaned
forward a little bit, changing the angle of penetration, giving him
more leverage and ultimately more depth. Holding Adriana in
position, he hammered away at her.

Her breathing started to take on a rhythmic
quality, coming in time with his thrusts and punctuated by wordless
yelps of pleasure. Adriana was normally a talker instead of a
grunter, so the shift towards more animalistic sounds made Troy
feel like he was doing something right. This gave him more
confidence, which sent him looking for some other way to escalate
the situation.

Adriana had shifted so that she was once
again facing forward, her face no longer turned to look back
towards Troy. This had caused her hair to spill down her back. It
was right in front of Troy, taunting him, teasing him, just begging
to get pulled. So he obliged, grabbing a handful of it and giving
it a quick tug.   

Adriana yelped in surprise and delight as
her head snapped back.

Getting more comfortable with the situation
by the second, Troy took the initiative, talking to Adriana instead
of waiting for her to speak up.

“
Oh, you like that, do
you?” he said, his voice mimicking Adriana’s tone from earlier.
“You like it when I pull your hair?”

She nodded.

“
What?” he said, mocking
her. “I can’t hear you.”

“
I fucking love it,” she
said, her voice a guttural growl.

Troy gave her hair another yank and held it
there, forcing Adriana’s back to arch even further, showing off her
spine and shoulder blades even more. A shiver of excitement coursed
through his body. He didn’t know why the sight of her back
straining turned him on so much but there was no denying that it
did.