Larry's virginity +18

LARRY'S POV

My virginity was stolen last night…

Or at least I think so. But I’m not sure—I don’t really remember clearly.

It might have just been a dream, or something worse… but I really hope it was a dream.

I could only recall arching my back in response to the coldness of lube being rubbed on my skin as a man’s thick fingers pushed into me.

Wait… pause! A man?

No, that part couldn’t be right. Because I’m not gay! I’m straight!

But in the dream, I remember moaning at the feeling, “Ungh, yes, please…” I begged as the strange man in my dream began stroking me gently, his finger brushing against my balls before sliding into my now aching hole.

“Mmm fuucck,” I groaned, but parted my thighs to let the strange man continue.

He quickly added a second finger that stretched me before he began moving them slowly.

He only gave me a second to adjust before increasing his pace, then curled his finger and hit a specifically delicious spot I never knew I had in my body, and that made me gasp in shock.

“Oh,” I instinctively tried to move away from the strange feeling, but the man shoved me down before sliding a hand around to grab and stroke my already throbbing cock.

“Fuck!” I gasped into my pillow as I quickly became a moaning mess.

“Shit! Please let this dream never end,” I begged with my eyes closed.

The man let out a short laugh that sounded a little too familiar to be comfortable, but I didn’t get time to think about it before he started moving his fingers even faster, fucking me with his fingers until my legs started shaking.

I looked down and saw precum already leaking from my cock.

My muscles tensed, and I began moving my hips faster, pumping my cock into his fist while simultaneously grinding my ass against his fingers.

The feeling was fucking delicious, and I continued chasing my orgasm, desperately hoping to reach my peak, when suddenly… he pulled his hands away from me, leaving me empty and on edge.

“Wait, no—please don’t stop—” I cried out in desperate need, but the man only chuckled again.

“You cum only when I say so, Larry,” he growled, and something about his strangely familiar voice made my toes curl in delight.

I could only watch as the hazy figure crawled out of the bed, then with a swift tug, his boxer shorts came off, revealing a very hard, thick cock already leaking precum.

To my shock, my mouth watered at the sight.

The man squeezed more lube on his fingers and climbed back into the bed before preparing my entrance.

“Are you ready?” His voice was hoarse with lust and desire, and I nodded again, even though I didn’t know what I was supposed to be ready for.

He looked at me, and I could see him smile through the haze in my mind. He spread my legs wide open and positioned himself in front of me, but he didn’t enter…

To my confusion, he only pushed his fingers back inside me, and my head fell back as he added a third finger.

Through my half-open eyes, I watched him grab his thick cock in his other hand and begin stroking it in rhythm to the movement of his fingers.

He pushed in slowly at first and stopped, allowing me to adjust. Then he moved deeper, and my lips parted with a sigh as my muscles constricted to take his size.

“It’s too much…” I panted, and he groaned.

“Sshh, you can take it, baby,” he whispered before nibbling on my ear. “I need you to take it now, so that it won’t hurt when I finally truly fuck you one day.”

His words made me frown in confusion. “What—“ I started to ask, but he wasn’t done.

“I’ll start moving now, try to relax,” he growled, and I nodded.

All words and thoughts soon vanished from my head because the strange man leaned in and pressed his lips to mine as he started moving slowly.

He pushed his fingers in and out in painfully slow thrusts, and when my body adjusted, I began moving my hips to meet his thrusts.

“Impatient, much?” he chuckled— And for the third time that night, the familiarity of his voice sent chills down my spine— but I couldn’t dwell on it because he had started slamming into me.

“Mhmm ohhh,” I half-yelled with my legs shaking from the pleasure.

The man didn’t pause; instead, his thrusts became faster and rougher until I became a shaking mess.

Then Smack!

His hand landed on my ass, and I yelped in pain and pleasure.

“Ohhh Fuck!” I groaned as he quickly released his cock to wrap his hand over my mouth, muffling the sound.

“SShhh, baby, unless you want them to hear you and catch us,” he growled before biting down on my neck.

I could only let out a pitiful whine as he continued thrusting his fingers, pushing in and out faster than I could think.

My pleasure shot to the clouds as his hand moved from my mouth, down to my chest, where he started pinching and rubbing my nipples.

“Fuck, this feels too good to be a dream.” I slurred.

The man laughed again before sitting up to jerk himself off. His thrusts quickly grew sloppy as he chased his own release.

Soon we were both grunting heavily, and I knew we wouldn’t last.

“Arghhhh fuuckk,” I moaned a minute later as waves of cum began shooting from my cock to cover his abdomen and hand.

Seconds later, he also came with a throaty groan as he spilled his cum on me, but the weird part was that watching his pleasure thrilled me a lot.

With a loud groan, he fell beside me, then pulled me so that we pressed flush against each other.

“Sleep well, little one.” He kissed my forehead. “We have a long day tomorrow.”

I immediately tensed up at that.

‘Tomorrow?’ I frowned. ‘What was going on tomorrow?’ His words had set off strange alarm bells in the back of my head, but I didn’t know why.

Was something important supposed to happen tomorrow, and I had forgotten? And who was this strange but somehow familiar man in my dream anyway?

I wanted answers but I too was exhausted and didn’t have the strength to keep my eyes open any longer, and soon, I fell asleep to the sound of his deep breathing.

…

A few hours later, my eyes shot open, and I thought. ‘Fuck! I just had another wet dream that left me too horny for comfort.’

With a sigh, I reached down to stroke my dick and relieve some of the discomfort when to my shock… I discovered I was naked.

Completely naked!

I instantly froze in confusion because how was that possible?

I had never ever slept naked before, and I especially would not start that today, when my sister or her bridesmaids could walk in any time to get me ready for the wedding ceremony. 

Still frowning, I tried to sit up on the bed when, to my horror, a hand suddenly brushed against my back.

I instantly tensed up, but didn’t dare look back even though I was desperate to know who that was… And how the hell they got in my bed!

My brain quickly scrambled for answers, and a sudden thought made a cold pit settle in my belly.

Was it possible that the dream I had yesterday was not a dream after all?

NO! I flinched.

No It had to be, because I was a virgin! And I knew I was never going to have sex with someone I did not know… especially not with a man! So that theory wasn’t possible!

And yet, I couldn’t deny the fact that someone was in bed behind me, and I wouldn’t know who it was until I turned around and found out.

So with a muttered curse, I slowly turned to confirm their identity, and the sight of the person sent blood rushing past my ears because this was definitely not a dream. 

I was in bed with a naked man, and not just any naked man….

I was in bed with the one man I hated most in the entire world… Rowan! My sister’s fiancée, who she was supposed to marry today!

Oh dear god no! The blood drained from my face.

“Please, not Rowan. Anyone but him.” I begged the heavens. But there he still was, naked and asleep in my bed.

My mouth turned dry, and I suddenly felt very dizzy.

How could this happen? How much of my dream actually happened in real life?

I could feel myself spiraling out of control, but a sudden knock on my door immediately brought me crashing back to reality.

Knock, knock

“Larry?” My sister called, and a lump of terror clogged my throat. “Larry, I can't find Rowan. Do you know where he is?”