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Serving Ryan -- Part 2
I leaned against the shower wall and felt a few tears slide down my face as the warm water ran down my back and sore ass. Yesterday, when I ran home after Ryan raped my mouth, I was upset and confused, but I was so turned on by this amazing jock stud boy that I ran to my bedroom and jerked off. This time, I didn't feel the same way. I felt used, abused, and confused. Pain radiated from my backside, both by the hard fucking from Ryan's big, rock hard cock, and by the spanking he gave me when I told him I wanted to leave after he was done fucking me.
After Ryan finished taking my virginity and got off me, he ordered me into the shower to "douche out my pussy ass" so he could drill me again. When I balked, he roughly spun me over the corner of his bed, ass up, and he leaned over me with his full body covering my smaller frame, his half hard cock against my tender ass crack, his leather belt on the bed in front of me. He spoke into my ear, saying, "I own your sissy ass now, boy, and you will never say `No' to me when I order you to do something. You made me teach you this lesson, faggot."
Eyan climbed off me, removed the belt from in front of me, reared back and cracked my propped up ass five times in succession. Bawling from the pain and shock over this violent outburst, I pleaded with Ryan to stop. Ryan jumped onto the bed in front of me, on his knees, cock now rock hard. "Do you accept that I own you now, boy" he said as he bitch slapped my face with his hard cock. "Yes Sir" I said, still crying a bit from both the pain and the realization that this older boy that I hero worship now considers me his fucktoy. Ryan rubbed his cock on my face, pushing my tears into my mouth with the turgid head of his big dick.
Ryan stuffed four inches of his cock into my mouth and told me to look up at him. "Every time you disobey me, I'm going to spank your sweet little ass. How many more whacks do you deserve for disobeying me, boy?" I mumbled "Five Sir" while his cock rested in my mouth. Ryan chuckled and told me it would be ten with his belt or twenty with his hand. "Hand please Sir" I pleaded while forming my mouth into an `O' and plunging down as far as I could on his eight incher. Ryan pulled away from me, his boner slapping loudly against his abdomen, and sat on the bed and pulled me over onto his lap. Maniacally, he began spanking my ass hard, over and over, with his legs wrapped around one of my legs and his other arm holding my arm behind my back when I tried to deflect his slaps. Ryan didn't stop after twenty, and I lost count as the spanking went on and on. I was weeping uncontrollably when he finally stopped and again loudly ordered me into the shower. I slipped off his lap on to the bedroom floor and crawled a few feet before finally standing and wobbily hustling my sore ass into the bathroom. As I finally composed myself a bit in the shower, I heard the curtain move behind me and Ryan enter the shower stall.
His big, hard cock was sticking straight out, menacing and slathered with Vaseline. He placed one strong hand against the small of my back and roughly pushed me into the wall, which made my battered behind stick out. "You really made me do a number on your pussyboy behind, Chrissy. You should have just followed my order the first time." Ryan's other hand went to my boy hole, which he greased up with more Vaseline. Ryan grabbed my arms and wrenched them behind me, ordering me to "open my sweet cheeks" for him. After I did, he let me go and placed his arms over my head and leaned his muscular chest against my back.
"Lean back onto your Master's cock, faggot. Show me how bad you want my big schlong up your new pussy," he growled at me. I obey him, impaling my tender asshole on his bone hard cock. I gasp as his entire cock slides into me while Ryan runs his strong hand down my chest and stomach and rests them on my hard boycock. "Your hard clitcock tells me everything I need to know about you, faggot. You love my big cock inside you, Chrissy. Ride my big cock, boy and don't stop till I tell you to. I'm gonna make you come while I'm boning your sweet ass, boy, and you're gonna love it and crave it and want it all the time, Chrissy. You love taking your man's cock up inside you boy, don't even try to deny it."
As he talked more and more junk to me, I responded to it and to the hard fucking. I pushed my head back onto his muscular shoulder and moaned "please fuck me as hard as you can, Ryan. I really love your big cock inside my fag ass. Please don't stop, please, I'm going to come. I'll do whatever you tell me, Sir but please keep fucking me." Ryan pushed hard against me, flattening me onto the tile wall, as he rammed his cock in me with an intensity I still remember year later. "I own your sweet ass, boy and I always will. Take my babymakers, faggot, I'm cummingggg. Ryan's cock pulsed inside me as he blasted his load up my ass, and my cock exploded too, coating the wall with my jizz.
Ryan stepped back and moved my impaled body back toward the middle of the shower. As the water cascaded down our heads, Ryan tiled my head back and surprisingly laid a liplock on me. I just melted as he kissed me (my first kiss ever, from bou or girl), and he pulled his cock out of me and spun me around, hugging me tightly as his tongue slipped sexily into my mouth. As he cupped his strong hands under my tender, fucked out asscheeks, he made out with me lovingly. "Open your eyes, Chrissy, and look at me,' he said as he broke the magical kiss. "Tell me."
I opened my eyes and stared longingly and lovingly into the eyes of the sexiest boy in the world. "Thank you Ryan, for showing me what I need, what I am. I love your big cock in my mouth and ass. I love you Ryan."
Ryan pulled me into him, and wrapped his strong arms around me and squeezed me tightly. "It's Master, not Ryan. You call me Master. You understand that, bitch boy?"