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I looked back at the man above me. Dave shoved into me extra hard, and my head slammed back against the wall. The dick came out of my mouth, and the man stepped back.
"Jesus, Dave! Are you alright kid?"
I looked up at him, and saw the most beautiful man I have ever seen...
"Yeah, I think so..." I said. It wasn't just the bang on the head that made me stammer. His eyes were a pale blue that contrasted shockingly with his light brown skin. His body was tightly defined, and i couldn't stop looking at his awesome pecs. His nipples were dark and large and stood out from his skin about half an inch.
He placed a hand on the back of my head where it had slammed against the wall and i felt his other arm reach underneath me and i was lifted into the air.
"I'm going to take him to lie down. Akim will be furious if he is hurt." As he walked I felt the tip of his erect dick bounce off my ass cheek. He smiled down at me and I smiled back. I could not stop looking into his eyes.
I was carried through the house almost tenderly by this man, and taken into a small back bedroom. The single bed was up against the wall and he lay me down on it gently.
He crawled up over my body kissing the skin on my stomach, my chest and my neck. My back arched and my legs pulled back on their own as he rose to a kneeling position. I could feel him at my hole ,and for a frustrating moment he played with the edge of my pussy withe the engorged head of his dick.
And then he plunged forward, throwing his whole body on top of mine. I screamed in pain, and then in pleasure as he jabbed short strokes inside me. His mouth was by my ear and he whispered as he fucked me, "There is nothing better than a true faggot boy. Nothing!" This his tongue was in my mouth and down my throat, impossible long and searching, licking me from the inside. I think I groaned from deep down within me. His thrusts became faster and more violent and he lifted his face and arched his back.
With a roar he pushed all the way inside me and I felt hot cum washing over my insides. Still pumping out, he bent over and kissed me again, deep and hard. He slowed, and pulled back, looking at me with a frown on his face. He brought up a hand and brushed my hair from my forehead. "You are truly a faggot, boi."
I smiled at him, and he got off me. As his dick left me I groaned. He sniggered, and he left the room. I heard talking in the corridor outside that went on for about five minutes. There were raised voices, then a few seconds later the front door slammed shut.
Dexter then walked into the room where i still lay with my legs spread. He looked down at me and smiled. "We gotta get you back to your boss, boi."
"What's happened?" I asked. Dexter was still fully clothed, but I could see a painful looking lump in his tight blue-jeans.
He looked into my eyes and I saw the lust in him. He was trying to control himself.
"The guy that just fucked you. He's decided he wants you for himself." I didn't understand this. Dexter knelt down by the side of the bed licking his lips. "We have to get you back to Akim now before he comes back with his crew." He lifted me off the bed and carried me downstairs again. Dave was dressed and loomed in the back doorway. "What about the cum. Akim will know we emptied him out."
Dexter paused, and then said "Put a lid on it, and bring the plug. We'll just have to own up."
Dave rushed into the kitchen whilst Dexter waited. His face was about a foot above my belly button where a pool of my clit juice had gathered after I was fucked. He breathed in deeply, and seemed to mutter "Oh what the fuck!" Then he lifted me so that his mouth covered the gooey mess next to my little clit. I squirmed the sucking of my skin tickled me. After a few seconds he reared back and roared, shocking me. "Jesus! What is this stuff?" My goo was dripping off his nose and chin. Dave jogged back into the room and grinned when he saw his friend. "I guess I'm driving right?"
"You better fucking believe it." This faggot is getting fucked right now!"
I was jostled naked into the back of the cab again. I was on my back, and was roughly pushed backwards as Dexter followed me in. He pulled the door closed, and as Dave started the engine he awkwardly unfastened his jeans. I was side on with my head against the door as he pushed my legs back over my shoulders. Unable to move, I watched him climb onto the seat and move towards me. There was no hesitation. His thick shaft slammed up me, and I yelled and squirted at the same time. Dexter rabbit fucked me as we drove through the London streets, high on my essence.