Daniel isn't normal he has stamina. In every sense of the word. He does marathons, 50k cycles, triathlons and what all of you thought of when I said stamina. He lasts in bed.
Daniel isn't really known for much. He plays soccer and he has a six pack but he isn't big, he is 6 foot about 175 pounds. He isn't even the biggest person on the team, the left back Kyle is a beast of a man, built like a South African rugby player. 6 foot 7 350 pounds. That meant Kyle got more attention from the ladies, and it's not like he is any good. He couldn't keep the ball off a forward if the forward was blindfolded and you'd expect a whalloper of a kick from him but his kicks are below average in strength somehow. It's like he builds muscle not strength. Honestly he probably does, he is a typical high school ( I would use secondary school but most readers are probably American so I'll use your terminology) bully. He spends lunch playing keep-away with younger, smaller people, he laughs at anything as long as it's at the expense of someone else.
Back to Daniel. Daniel isn't normal. He is big I phrased that wrong, but others (Kyle) make him look small so he is considered small. To high schoolers big isn't subjective, big is decided by way of direct comparison to the biggest people. But what I meant when I said he isn't normal is, he has stamina, in every meaning of the word. He does marathons, 50k cycles, triathlons and the one you all thought about when I said stamina, he lasts in bed. I'm not talking 5 minutes above average I'm talking five hours. Maybe not five hours but definitely enough to outlast high schoolers. I'm talking about two hours for his first, he's young, he can come multiple times with only a small break. But yeah you know how sometimes you come once really quick but you have more in you, well the two hours is his quick one.
He hasn't come with a woman since his first time. He always has to do It himself. And since his hand isn't as good as the real thing it's longer than two hours. Sometimes he'll get a woman to start and when she finishes he'll use his hand . This is not one of those nights. He's just helping out a friend with benefits when he realises he got nothing out of it. Just a hard-on that left him with a desire no-one could... Fulfill? That sounds wrong and right. Anyway back to the story. She benefited but he doesn't. Why is he doing this, he isn't some sex toy, he has needs too. He
is torn from his thoughts as his friend started crying. She tried to say something but it was totally unintelligible. He wrapped his arms around her and started to comfort her. ' Hey, hey, hey it's all right, I'm here, you'll be fine, I'm right here it's okay.' He held her in till she fell asleep and he followed suit. He awoke to her looking at him with red-ringed. Eyes. 'What's wrong?' Asked Daniel. 'I always finish too early and you never get off.' she replied. Apparently she had come to the same realization he had. 'I'm used to it, it's ok.' ' It's not ok, I've never seen you come and we've been fwbs (friends with benefits) for 1 and a 1/2 years.' ' You last longer than most men, not to mind women.' ' But I still can't get you off. ' He had no response to that and sat there awkwardly. Her eyes got watery again and he started to calm her down again. ' Don't cry it's alright, you want me to tell you why I last so long.' She nodded eagerly. ' Then don't cry ' She dried her eyes, crossed her legs and waited for the story. 'Ok it all started when....
Daniel's perspective: She is beautiful. How am I taking her home. I can't believe she picked me. She was the hottest girl at the party. I led her by her hand to my car and drove to house. We're were both a little tipsy, she is more so than me, but I'm definitely not taking advantage or anything. She had approached me. Ok we're here. I take out my keys, and I'm not scared of being caught for being out too late, because my family is out of town. I only fumbled my keys once and still keep some composure but as soon as I close the do or she pulls me into a big sloppy kiss and tears off my jacket as I get off her t-shirt and get working on her bra. She has my jacket and t-shirt off and I get her bra off. She starts pulling on my jeans but I pick her up by her ass and press her against me and kiss her again.
She wraps her legs around me which gets me from a semi-hard to a ' Too hard to wear pants' She feels this and a small moan escapes her lips. I carry her to my room, still kissing and throw her onto the bed. She sits up and starts to work on my belt as I start rubbing her nipples between both my fingers. Her tits were a nice c cup. She has my jeans around my ankles so I kick them off. I take one look at her and know she doesn't want foreplay, she wants dick now! I'm happy to help. I start to put in my dock when I realise how tight she is and start to get nervous. ' You're not a virgin are you?' I ask and she smiles and shakes her head.
I'm happy to continue and push 5 of my 7 inches in and pull out slowly until about 1 inch remains inside her. I get a smirk on my face and she knows what's coming. I slam into her and then start fucking her. In and out at a frantic pace before the dreaded thing happens. I feel myself getting close. Before I can even stop myself I come. It's only been two minutes. I know I can get hard again but this is so embarrassing. She looks very disappointed before feeling me get hard again and she regains her smile slightly. I start fucking her again and give her about 3 orgasms before finishing. She looks satisfied but I still feel incredibly embarrased.
She turns to me panting and pulls my hand around her so I can cuddle her. She drifts off to sleep and so do I. I wake up at 7:04 and pull my hand from around her as gently as possible so as not to wake her. She stirs slightly but stays asleep. I get up and start cooking a full Irish. Bacon rashers, sausages, baked beans, eggs, black pudding, tomatoes and mushrooms. As everything is almost done I put on some toast and she sneaks up behind me before tackle-hugging me. I get really confused as she is acting like we're best friends. She sensed my confusion and says ' You give me an awesome night, cuddle in a position that's uncomfortable for you and then get up at 7 o'clock to make breakfast and get confused about a hug?' She gets her point across and I serve breakfast which seems to be a hit.
She looks sad and I ask what's wrong ' We can't be a thing ' I get an even sadder look than her because if I sack someone I don't do it for the sex, I want a relationship ' It's not because I don't like you, it's because I have a boyfriend.' I must've had that deer in the headlights look when she assures me it's an open relationship.
Thanks for all the upvotes. I'll try to get the next story out soon but my sleep schedule is too messed up to spend all night writing stories. Sorry for making you wait.
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