(Short story) Unconventional Coffee😈 (Patreon)

As the sun rose, James, a handsome, mid-aged man with a chiseled body and a thick, meaty cock, woke up feeling horny and eager to please his gay partner, Michael. He knew exactly how to start the day off right—by making a special cup of coffee for Michael, using his cock and cum as the key ingredients.

James sauntered into the kitchen, his muscular body naked and glistening in the morning light. He took out the coffee beans and grinder, knowing that the rich aroma would soon fill the room. As he began grinding the beans, the sound of the grinder mixed with the throbbing in his cock, already hard and leaking pre-cum.

He placed the ground beans into the coffee maker, then took out a large mug, licking his lips in anticipation. James positioned himself in front of the mug, his thick cock standing erect and proud. With a quick stroke of his shaft, he aimed his cockhead at the mug and began to piss, the warm stream of golden liquid filling the mug.

But James wasn't done yet. He stroked his cock faster, feeling the pleasure building in his balls. His eyes closed as he imagined Michael's lips wrapped around his shaft, sucking him dry. With a deep groan, he shot rope after rope of thick, creamy cum into the mug, mixing it with his piss.

James took a moment to admire his handiwork, the mug now filled with a frothy, creamy mixture of his piss and cum. He added a splash of milk and a dash of sugar to complete the concoction, stirring it with a spoon. The sweet, musky aroma filled the kitchen, a unique blend of coffee and sex.

Michael, still sleepy-eyed, walked into the kitchen, his body lean and toned. He smiled at the sight of James, naked and hard, standing in the kitchen. "Good morning, baby," Michael purred, kissing James softly on the lips. "You've been a busy boy, haven't you?"

"I made this special coffee just for you," James said, handing the mug to Michael. "It's got a little extra something in it."

Michael took a sip, the warm liquid sliding down his throat. The taste was unlike anything he'd ever experienced—a combination of bitter coffee, salty piss, and the sweet tang of James' cum. "Mmm, it's delicious," he moaned, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. "I can taste you in every sip."

James moved behind Michael, pressing his hard cock against Michael's ass. "I hope it gives you the energy you need for a long, hard fuck," he whispered, nibbling on Michael's ear.

Michael set the mug down and turned to face James, their lips crashing together in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced, tasting the remnants of coffee and cum. "Fuck me," Michael begged, his voice hoarse with desire. "Fuck me hard with that big cock of yours."

James didn't need to be told twice. He bent Michael over the kitchen counter, spreading his ass cheeks wide to reveal his tight, pink hole. He spat on his hand and rubbed it on Michael's hole, preparing him for the invasion.

With a slow, deliberate thrust, James slid his cock into Michael's ass, groaning as the tight heat enveloped him. He began to fuck Michael with long, deep strokes, their bodies slapping together. The sound of their grunts and the wet, squelching noises filled the kitchen as James pounded into Michael's willing hole.

Michael reached for the mug of coffee, taking another sip as James fucked him harder. The sensation of the hot liquid sliding down his throat and the feeling of James' cock stretching him open sent Michael over the edge. He cried out, shooting his load all over the counter, his body shaking with pleasure.

James felt Michael's ass clench around his cock, and it was all he could take. With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside Michael and unleashed his load, his cum mixing with Michael's, their juices dripping down Michael's thighs.

They collapsed onto the kitchen floor, a mess of sweat, cum, and coffee. James pulled Michael close, their hearts racing as they caught their breath. "That was the best coffee I've ever had," Michael whispered, kissing James tenderly.

James smiled, his cock already stirring again. "I'll make you another cup tomorrow morning," he promised, his hand sliding down to stroke Michael's hardening cock. "But for now, let's take this to the bedroom and continue our morning workout."

And with that, they stumbled to the bedroom, their bodies still tingling from the intense pleasure of their morning coffee and cock session.