Rusty went on an abstinence bout for a little while recently.

Now, before I get started, let me make something clear. I have the utmost respect for Rusty. He’s a really nice, really mature guy, who works hard and is a great friend to hang out with. But there’s one thing that he isn’t: abstinent. When he had told me he had decided to abandon sex for a while, I had to stiffle a snicker. I had seen the shark choke on my cock before, and heard him moan when I pounded his tight ass. While I completely recognize that people can feel sexual urges less than others, there was a love of cock in Rusty that no amount of willpower could bury.

I respected his decision, even though I could feel the shark’s lust every time I was nearby. I couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for him. Rusty is a great guy, but there’s no way he was as happy or fulfilled in his every day life without an evening of bed-breaking sex once in a while. To his very core, Rusty is a cockslut. He loves getting dick in him, and he loves it rough.

So, when he told me he had abandoned his project after a few months, I avoided saying I expected it. Holding out this long was already a nice feat for any male with working genitals, but there was no way he could stay abstinent for much longer. That sexy ass of his needed some dick. That thought was on both our minds when Rusty walked in my apartment, after I had invited him for a drink. The way his hips swayed softly, the light blush on his cheeks, I could tell he needed us to get back to our old shenanigans.

I made him wait, obviously. We had a drink, discussed, joked, and after about half an hour, I leaned forward on my seat, getting into the meat of the conversation. “So, that whole abstinence bout… Was that pretty tough?” The tiger shark blushed a little more, nodding silently, both his paws curled on his glass of wine. “It’s a pretty brave thing to do, but I guess after a while, the novelty wears off and you don’t really remember why you decided on it in the first place?” I continued, watching him squirm. This wasn’t about mocking him or his principles. I was just using the circumstances to get him hornier. Rusty loved being reminded of how much of a cockbitch he was, I had fucked him enough to know.

He nodded again, and I stood up, setting my glass down and standing right before the sitting twink. I reached down, slowly rubbing my palm over my crotch, Rusty letting off a small whimper as he stared at my bulge, my fingers quickly closing around the outline of my shaft as it grew. “Mmphh, stud…” Rusty muttered, watching as I fondled myself in front of him, my paws then moving to start unbuckling my belt. “I bet you missed this, boy. Get on your knees.”

The shark slipped off the couch like he had been sitting on butter, kneeling down before me as I pulled my belt free from my pants, discarding it and unzipping my jeans next. The twink inhaled in deeply, my strong musk arousing him, eagerly waiting for me to get back in my old role. I left my pants undone and hanging and pulled my shirt off next, exposing my ripped, manly chest, Rusty’s eyes opening widely as I could see all his memories of our naughty times together flashing by. His trembling paws started rubbing around my unzipped pants, peeling the folds open and pulling them down, exposing my bulging boxers. “Mmh, yeah… Trying to live a less superficial life is noble, but it’s not really worth losing this, huh?” I taunted as the shark nodded and pressed his muzzle against the musky bulge with a soft moan.

After a minute, my enormous black horsecock was out and Rusty was sucking and bobbing on it like his life depended on it. Eyes closed, maw stretched wide, paws fondling my heavy nuts, he sucked and worshipped my huge cock as I groaned and encouraged him on, my paw pulling on his fin, tugging a little on his rainbow rings, as a reminder he’d always be a little fag.

After spending a good 15 minutes enjoying the sloppy blowjob, making sure Rusty’s jaw was nice and sore, I pulled off, grinding my rock hard, wet meat against his blushy face. “Allright… let’s see how tight you’ve gotten by now.” The twink shyly nodded as I helped him to his feet, taking a firm grip on his ass and leading him into the bedroom, ordering him to strip for me. This time, it was my turn to hornily watch as Rusty climbed on the bed and bashfully shed his clothes, exposing his slim, toned body. His own cock was quickly getting hard, and his sexy rump seemed more appetizing than ever now that it hadn’t been defiled for a good while. Rusty cooed and got on all fours, spreading his legs and lifting his tail, offering me his ass once more.

I followed him on the bed, letting my weight crease the mattress down as I kneeled behind his rump, paws gripping the naked cheeks, spreading them open, looking at the tight, wrinkled pink hole. “I’m gonna enjoy ravaging this again.” I rumbled, the sharkboy whimpering and arching his back, begging me to fuck him. I first started by pushing two fingers through his rim, appreciating the new tightness to him, thrusting them to the hilt inside him a few times before adding a third, my other paw greedily holding his striped cheek in place as I prepared him, listening to him moan and pant. When I felt he was ok, I gripped my heavy stallioncock, pushing the tip against the loosened rim, slowly pushing myself inside him, carefully pulling his hips back and starting to buck at a mellow pace at first.

The shark was in Heaven as he finally got another male slamming his tight ass again. I grunted and huffed as I thrusted my cock deeper and harder in his ass, causing his slim body to rock and arch, our hips starting to slap loudly together as soon as I started shoving my whole huge cock inside him. I held him in place, pleasuring myself with his ass, his tail fondly wrapped around my shoulders. “A-ah!... Stud!...” He let out, ass up, chest down, getting roughly nailed. I grinned, listening to him. Like the good old days.

After fucking his ass sore and cumming inside him, I withdrew myself, watching him squirm as my tip popped out and hot seed drooled from his stretched hole. He spent the next 10 minutes sucking and licking my cock and balls from the leftover cum, stretching his slim body, looking perfectly happy with his face in my crotch. “Wanna reserve every Wednesday evening again, prettyboy?...”

Rusty nodded softly, keeping his tongue slowly stroking my balls.