In This Together - Chapter 1 (Bo)

By a hair’s breadth and in the 11th hour, “In This Together” edged out “Private School” to be the final story on this Patreon. I checked the poll daily, and it seemed like “Private School” would take it with a clean 60/40 split. But, when I checked Sunday night before I closed the poll, it was 48% for “Private School” and 52% for “In This Together.”

Thank you to everyone for voting, and I hope that even if you didn’t get the one you preferred, you stick around for this one because I think it’s going to be a fun story!

“In This Together” has two protagonists, Robert (Bo) and Hazel. They will be sharing the spot as the main character, and each chapter will alternate point-of-view (POV) (ala, one chapter will be from Bo’s perspective, the next chapter will be from Hazel’s perspective, then back to Bo, then Hazel, etc.…). The POV character will be identified next to the chapter number in the title. For Chapter 1, we’re starting with Bo…

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“I don’t think I can hold it, daddy,” the model on my phone screen teased. Fuck, she was so hot. One of my favourite omorashi creators.

“I can’t- oh no!” I couldn’t help but exhale heavily as I watched the piss erupt out of her pussy and into her tight blue jeans. Damn, she was really holding it. You watch enough of this stuff, and you can sometimes tell when the girl is really holding a lot of pee or just faking it. She seemed really desperate, and by the amount of piss soaking into those jeans…

“Robert! Hello?” Hazel’s voice shattered my focus, and I locked my screen fast before tugging out one of my earbuds.

“What’s up?” I replied, trying my best to act cool and trying even harder to get rid of the raging hard-on in my jeans.

“I need you to help me get the breadmaker from the cupboard; I can’t reach it,” She replied.

“The breadmaker?” I laughed. “Since when did you want to use the breadmaker?”

“Since I wanted to make bread!” She snapped back. Reality began to return, and my erection subsided, but I still needed to be careful.

“Sure babe, give me a minute.”

Hazel left to return to the kitchen, and I watched her walk away. I love watching her walk away. Hazel is by far the hottest girl I’ve ever been with. She’s 5’2, has long brown hair, petite but with crazy curves, a fat ass and perfect double-D breasts. I don’t know how I landed her; I pretty much stay in constant fear that she’s going to find someone richer and in better shape and kick me to the curb. So far, though, it’s been perfect. Nearly two years now.

“Come on, Bo! I can’t start until I have the breadmaker!” Hazel shouted from the other room. Finally, I felt I was ready to get up safely and help her out. Just to be extra careful, I opened my phone and closed out all the porn tabs I had opened. Hazel didn’t know I’m into that stuff, and as it stood at that moment, I wasn’t planning on telling her until we were married or something. As I said, I’m living in constant fear of abandonment. The last thing I wanted was for her to find out I’m some sort of weirdo sex freak.

“It’s at the top,” Hazel directed me as I entered the kitchen. Being a whole foot taller than Hazel had always been to my benefit, especially in scenarios like these.

“So why are you making bread?” I asked. “Is this gonna be like a new Phazel?”

Hazel scowled. Phazel’s are what we call the typically short-lived interest phases Hazel gets from time to time. One month it’ll be board games, the next month scrapbooks, then the next month it’ll be bread.

“It’s not a Phazel; I just felt compelled to try it!” Hazel said as I reached for the breadmaker.

“I don’t think we’ve touched this thing since we moved into this condo,” I laughed, but as I pulled it down, my thinking was confirmed. “Oof, it’s covered in dust!”

As I moved the machine down, the dust that had settled on the top was disturbed, and I couldn't help but cough. Unfortunately, I coughed directly onto the dust layer coating the top of the breadmaker…and right into Hazel’s face.

“Bo!” Hazel coughed, then suddenly pulled her head back in preparation for a sneeze. I stand back, not wanting to be covered in dust and mucus, as Hazel let her dust-induced sneezing fest free.

I put the breadmaker down as I watched her buckle over three or four times in full-body sneezes.

“Are you okay?” I laughed. Suddenly, something caught my eye. Hazel’s khaki capri pants were curiously darkening around the crotch. My heart started pounding. Oh my god, she was having an accident!

“I’m okay,” Hazel gasped for air, laughing at her sneezing fit. “That really was dusty!”

“Uh, babe, are you sure you’re okay?” I asked and pointed at her crotch, which was now sporting a wet spot that travelled all the way down to her knees. I couldn’t help but feel my erection returning. Fuck, it was one thing watching the videos, but it was a whole other thing to see the real thing, and for it to be on Hazel’s perfect figure…

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Hazel groaned as she looked down at the state of her pants. She tossed her hands down in annoyed distress.”Not again…”

“Again?” I asked as my interest piqued.

Hazel blushed and hung her head. “Yeah, sorry…I didn’t tell you. It happened when you were at work the other day. I was on a staff zoom meeting when I drank some water wrong and had a coughing fit. Luckily I was standing, or else my poor chair….”

I had to adjust my cock in my pants to hide how hard I was from this conversation and from the sight of my beautiful girlfriend in wet pants. My dick was pulsating in my jeans, and the resistance from the fabric was enough to edge me.

“Well, let’s get you cleaned up, and maybe we need to book a doctor's appointment?” I asked, practically in a sweat.

“Probably a good idea,” Hazel sighed. “Okay, I’m gonna have a shower. Don’t worry, bread; I won’t forget about you!”

Hazel patted the breadmaker on the head as she walked by it towards the bathroom. I stared at her bottom the whole way. Fuck, I was so horny. I needed her.

She stepped into the shower, and I heard the water start to run. My brain was blank except for one purpose: fuck Hazel. I charged towards the bathroom in a trance, only stopping just before the door to remove my clothes. My cock was dripping with anticipation. I took a deep breath and entered the bathroom. Hazel was already nude, allowing water to flow over her perfect body. I couldn’t help but glance over at her wet pants and soaked pink cotton panties on the floor.

“What’re you doing?” She asked. Her tone told me she was surprised but not opposed to the idea of sex at this moment.

“I don’t know what’s come over me,” I told her. “I just really want you right now.”

“After I pissed myself?” She chuckled. I blushed but didn’t admit anything.

“You’re sexy no matter what, and besides, I was horny for you all morning anyways. This shower just presented the perfect opportunity….”

As I entered the shower, she looked at how hard and horny I was and grazed my cock with her finger. I wince, the pleasure a hundred times stronger than I remember feeling before.

“Wow, you are horny,” she replied, biting her lip. Hazel turned, so her perfect ass was facing my cock, and bent over so her pristinely waxed puffy pink pussy was perfectly presented for penetration. She grabbed my hands and pulled me in, making me grope her perfect breasts as my cock hovered within an inch of her hole. My heart was beating out of my chest, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I thrust in, pushing my whole length inside of her. Hazel moaned with pleasure as I filed her, but suddenly, I was overwhelmed with sensation. I tried to pull back for a second thrust, but it was useless. My cock exploded with the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt.

Hazel looked back at me, surprised. “Are you…cumming?” She asked.

“Yeah,” I gasped. “Sorry, baby…”

“Don’t be sorry…that was so fucking hot.”