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"I'm confused, " I said, "sometimes you tell me to fuck the music, and other times you tell me to let the music fuck me."
He smiled, and stroked my face,
"Well I think you get it completely, it's a two way street. Fucking this way, and then fucking that way."
We both laughed, I suppose I knew what he meant.
"And sometimes," I suggested, "you tell me that you are going to fuck me. And then you tell me that I need to fuck."
He wriggled a little, and I proffered a half-hearted laugh trying to elicit some sort of response.
"What do you want? Don't you want to fuck? and Don't you want to be fucked?
I understood there was a question here that would unlock a whole range of answers.
"But," I hesitated a little, " I actually want to be fucked by you."
I was fearful that he might be cross, but he just smirked.
"Or do you want to fuck me? More than you ever wanted to fuck anything or anyone before?"
His questions seemed right, even if I didn't fully understand what was being explored.
"It's unusual for me to be fucked, I usually do the fucking. But if you are going to get the zest of Dvorak, you need to know about both. The music fucks you and you can fuck the music."
"I have never been fucked," I was being smart,
" But I suspect I should be, and I know I need to fuck. It's more than just fucking the music, though it does it for me. But I need a cock in every hole, and cum in every possible place...and I need to swallow as much seed as I possibly can."
J-M stood before me and unzipped his shorts. I could see he was totally hard.
Un characteristically for me I jumped up and placed his head between my hands. My tongue pushed into his waiting mouth.
"I want to be a slut, " I murmured from I don't know where, "and I want you to be slutty with me too"
J-M took my balls in his hand and fondled them skilfully
" I can be as slutty as you, and I want to drink all of the cum I can."
His tongue penetrated my mouth. All I could do was moan. That stupid moan that men make on porns, that makes them sound neanderthal. Ugh, Oah, Nah, Aagh!
His hand had already touched my arse, and I flinched a jot, knowing that soon there would be invasions which I may or may not welcome.
J-M had my cock in his mouth and was pretty neanderthal, I began to hum the Sonatina. Its strident first bowing..down-bow, down-bow.
He couldn't contain himself and started to laugh uncontrollably ,
"You are a total whore, you know I love this music"
I continued this melody. I could feel his hard cock, fucking the melody out of me.
"How do you know me so well?" I could feel his cock leaking copious amounts of precum .
" I love you," I breathed into his ear, my cock hard against his thigh.
All he could reciprocate was ugh, oah, nah, argh!
"I want you inside me," I begged, "I need you inside me"
He was barely there. His gift was to be the live presence of Dvorak.
"Antonin," I begged, " I cannot play this without you"
I began to hum the second movement, the American themes; his hard cock got even harder.
"You bastard,"he whispered into my ear,
"My teacher," I blew back into him.
His fingers penetrated my arse. Yes, I am a European...I don't have an `ass' I have an arse.
To be fair there was a little bit of pressure.
"I want you to fuck me, and fuck me hard" I whispered into his ear.
He then took over and slapped my butt aka are and started shouting the final movement.
I could only join in!
His cock, totally unsheathed, was presented at my arse and I was totally penetrated.
What pain there was, was directed into our shouting of the final movement. In reality I felt exhilaration, we were both one. His cock was as hard as cock could be, and my own cock was being stimulated by prostatic pressure.
We were both singing the finale of the Sonatina,
"I will cum now!!" he busted forth in time with the music
"And me too"
You never quite know but I am pretty sure I felt his cum shots deep inside. I shot my wad, quite thick and plentiful.
"This has been a good lesson," J-M offered, and bent down and engulfed my still hard dick, obviously enjoying the cum that was there and which remained.
"Yes!" I laughed
"And that was just the Sonatina!"
I collapsed in his arms, glad to feel the warm sticky mess that united us both