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Luckily my parents were asleep by the time I went inside. I ran upstairs and to my room, I couldn't get under a shower fast enough. Washed myself throughly, even rinsed my ass out because god knows how many loads I had up there. By the time I got out I felt barely human but better then before.
I fell back on my bed and tried to think. How the fuck did I get out of this? The kid had me over a fucking barrel and I needed a way out. It wasn't my fault I had this fucking condition. Up till now it's been annoying but I had no idea it could control my fucking life. I was drained but I was also feeling anxious, and when I felt that way I usually jerked off.
I grabbed my handy bottle of lotion and laid out, ready to stroke one out before bed. I loaded up some pornhub on my phone, found the hottest girl getting fucking ruined and started to stroke my cock. I love my cock. I love that my dad didn't let them circumcise me at birth; I loved the way my foreskin felt gripping my fucking thick shaft. I usually used two hands to jerk off it was so big, so I could cover the entire thing:
I watched the girl get her pussy ate out, and started to stroke. She was hot, I wish I was the one fucking her. I imagined my fucking thick ass cock shoving into her wet hole, her moaning from the pain...
I was only half hard.
What the fuck?
I found another video, this one of a hotter girl fucking herself with a dildo. I imagined her taking my cock, the way she'd gasp and whimper as I pushed into her tight cunt. I could almost smell her fucking cunt, my fist was working over my dick..
That seemed completely uninterested in the whole thing.
Two chicks fucking each other.
Nothing.
Gangbang?
Nada.
Fuck I even tried a gay one and all I got was queasy.
My dick was just at half mast and shrinking.
Fuck now I wanted to cum but obviously couldn't. I wanted to scream but didn't want to wake my parents. I paced my room, mentally berating my dick. It had never let me down before, I mean it's been fucking cumming every time that stupid kid fucked me and now...
Oh god, what the fuck did he do to me?
I felt a tightness in my chest as I started to panic. Did he break something? Fuck something up?
Shitshitshit!!
Ok, calm down, I can work this through. I sat down, leaned back and raised my legs up. Reaching between my legs I pressed up where the kid had, trying to find the under side of my spot. It took a while but I was able to get close and a tingle moved through my whole body.
My dick stirred:
Oh come on man! What the fuck was this shit! Press around some more, another flash and another twitch. The problem was when I hit it I fucking lost control of my limbs and let go. I couldn't hold it and jerk off at the same time.
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
I threw on some shorts and headed downstairs. I dug through the fridge until I found a nice, fat cucumber. It was about the kid's size, cold as fuck but it felt sturdy. I didn't need that twerp to get off, I could manage. I took it upstairs and locked my door. I grabbed my lotion and covered it completely, then I made sure my hole was coated in it. I laid back and pressed it against my hole, fuck it was super cold!! I ignored it and pushed it in, it didn't hurt as bad at the kid's dick because the tip was smaller. It went in smoothly with only mild discomfort; but still nothing. The more I pushed it the thicker it got and my hole started to burn, fuck this hurt!! Usually by this time the kid had hit it and I was halfway to the moon, it this just fucking hurt.
Ok, maybe it's the angle.
I pulled it out and sat up, I knelt on my bed and placed the edge to my ass. I pushed back and sat down on it, Jesus this hurt more! I got nearly half of it in me but nothing. I pulled up and sat back but it didn't hit it. I was getting frustrated and started thrashing back on it harder.
"Come on you stupid fucking spot...let me cum!
Finally I pushed back and the whole thing went into me, the fucking base tore my hole open and I almost screamed bloody murder. I just froze, waiting for my ass to adjust to it. Once it was a dull ache I started sitting up and moving around. There was a slight tingle but nothing I could use. I tried jerking off while I adjusted but nope, not a thing.
I was now rocking back on it's entire length, sliding it in and out as I desperately tried to nail my spot.I let out a miserable whimper and looked to my right. I could see myself in the mirror, fucking beast of a wrestler; all around stud, frantically fucking himself on a cucumber and about to cry because he couldn't get off on it.
I jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom as I began to wretch.
Everything I had eaten since I was five came up as I realized how far I'd fallen. Even as I clung to my toilet and dry heaved I was acutely aware of the cucumber shoved up my ass...and the fact I was still bummed I couldn't fuck myself with it.
I pulled it out, threw it away and crawled into bed miserable as I went to bed with blue balls, something I hadn't done since I was 12.
What did that kid do to me?
The next day was Sunday, which gave me a day to figure shit out on my own. The first thing I did was get my doctor's number off my mom's cell. Once I had that I drove over to a parking lot and called him.
"Dr. Tannerman,"
"Doc this is Archie, Archie King?"
"Archie, everything ok?"
"Yeah I'm sorry to call you on a a Sunday but I had a couple of questions...about my condition?"
"Of course, what's your concern?"
"Well, I guess what I wanted to ask was if there was a cure for it?"
He was silent and I could hear him clear his throat, "Cure? Archie you don't have a disease or a malady, it's just a sensitivity, there is no cure anymore than there's a cure for being left handed."
Fuck.
"Ok but is there like a drug I can take to make it less? Or maybe something to numb it?"
"Archie, I know this maybe be uncomfortable for you but you have to understand it's not that big of a problem."
I was about to complain but he talked over me.
"I can imagine it's not pleasant to live with but in actuality it isn't that bad of a condition. You have nothing to worry about, as long as you don't agitate it you can live a normal life."
"Agitate?"
"Yes, you don't want to stimulate it directly, normal vibrations and such is fine as long as you just leave it alone."
I could feel my heart about to explode.
"Why what would happen?"
He seemed to think about it for a moment, "Well son I'm going to be frank with you: I assume at your age you've had intercourse?"
"Um of course," did he forget what I looked like?
"Ok and I assume you masterbate as well, so let me explain. When you ejaculate it is because of stimulation, and that stimulation is gauged off of what your body is accustomed to. For example a person who has had very little physical stimulation can take very little to ejaculate. While someone who has had various sexual encounters would take more to get to the same state."
"Ok, but what's that got to do with me and my condition?"
"Well prostate stimulation is about the most intense form of sexual pleasure a man can receive. With your condition that would be doubly true."
I knew all this.
"So if you were to agitate your prostrate, with your condition, your body would become accustomed to that level of pleasure to ejaculate. If you were to repeat it your body might not respond to lesser stimulus later."
"I'm sorry doc, in English?"
He sighed, "If you were to ejaculate from your prostrate being stimulated your body might not find anything less pleasurable. It would become desensitized to normal masterbation or even sex."
I was silent and he added.
"You might not be able to have fun from anything but that after awhile."
And I got it quick.
"So even if I was turned on and wanted to jerk off, I wouldn't get hard?"
"Not if your body had become accustomed to anal stimulation."
Oh god I was fucked.
"But it's ok Archie, as I said normal vibrations may arouse you but it won't make your condition worse. You only get one physical a year and that's not enough to cause you distress. Just make sure you don't agitate it and you're fine."
Fuckfuckfuck.
"What about endorphins?" I asked, fearing the worse."
"What about them?"
"If it got stimulated, would endorphins mess me up?"
"Hmm, I hadn't thought of that. Endorphins are released at orgasm, and there have been studies that show the correlation between the strength of the orgasm and the amount administered. I would have to say if you did have an anal orgasm it would release an extra ordinary amount of them. But they are mostly harmless, if that was to occur I'd be more concerned about withdrawal."
He said what now?
"Withdrawal from what?"
"Endorphins are the body's natural pain killers, they are released in small amounts through your entire day. You can't feel it but your body has a variety of aches and pains it suffers through but your natural endorphins level makes them negligible. But if the brain senses an abundance of them then it stops producing them to allow the body to recover. This is what happens when you do narcotics, the drug increases your endorphins which makes your brain stop making its own. And that's when you start feeling those aches and pains I was talking about. That's what withdrawal is. When a drug addict hurts from not getting high, it's because their body has stopped producing endorphins."
I had a bad feeling where this was going.
"What would ghat have to do with me?"
"Well hypothetically if you body was to produce an abnormal amount of endorphins from an anal orgasm, then your body would stop making them in the intern. That would mean you'd start experiencing withdrawal pains from it."
And the last shoe dropped.
"You mean headaches?"
"Yes."
"Feeling groggy?"
"Yes."
"Being pissed?"
"Irritation is a symptom yes."
In other words everything I've been feeling since he fucked me the first night.
"How long would it last?"
"Withdrawal pains? It would depend on how much was released into the body's system. On a average? About a week or so."
"From one time?"
"I believe so."
Fuck, I was trying to count how many times he'd made me cum this weekend.
"Archie, I assure you all of this my sound scary but you're fine. Just follow my advice and leave it alone, it may feel pleasurable but the long term effects are too dire to risk."
I was dead, I was fucking dead.
"Yeah no problem doc, I was just curious you know?"
"I do know son and let me repeat myself, it may feel good at first, but if your body becomes addicted to that level of stimulation and begins going through withdrawal pains, you'll be in a world of hurt."
Yeah no shit doc, I was in a world of pain.
I woke up Monday morning feeling like shit.
My head was aching like I was hungover but I hadn't drank anything last night but milk. I stumbled to the shower and tried to shake it but there was no use. I was horny as fuck but my dick refused to do anything but sit there, I had almost rubbed my foreskin off trying to cum last night. I was going to have to face the facts, I was screwed big time.
I made myself a pre workout and headed over to the kid's house. He wasn't lying when he said he only lived a few blocks away from me, so that was cool I guess. He was waiting outside with his gym bag over his shoulder. I pulled up and he came around the driver's side.
Fuck I forgot, he wanted to drive.
I got out and he handed me his bag, "Morning sunshine," he said with a smile.
I wanted to shove the bag at his face but I took it instead and went around to the passengers side and got in. I looked over and he was drinking my pre workout. I opened my mouth to say something and he raised an eyebrow. I shut up.
"This was good man, next time make one for yourself."
I nodded as we took off.
"How'd you sleep?"
"Shitty," I said looking out my window.
"Miss me?" He asked with a fake smile.
"No."
He chuckled, "You will."
I looked over at him and wondered, did he know about the withdrawal? He couldn't of. Could he?
We got to school and thankfully it was early enough that no one saw him driving my jeep. I put my hand out for my keys and he cocked his head, "I'm driving home, I'll hold on to them."
"I'm not giving you my fucking keys," I growled.
His face got serious, "Choose now. Lose the attitude or explain to everyone why you like getting fucked so bad."
I felt a chill down my spine but tried to stay strong, "You're willing to tell everyone you fucked a guy?"
He laughed and cupped his hands over his mouth, "I fucked Archie King this weekend!"
I panicked and slapped his hands down, "What the fuck your you doing?"
His voice got dark, "Making a point, I just got here man, no one knows me from shit. You on the other hand are the fucking golden child. Which one of us has more to lose?"
Jesus Christ he was serious.
"So what's it gonna be big guy? You wanna shut up and beg me for forgiveness or you wanna fuck around and find out?"
"I'm sorry," I said instantly.
"Not good enough, I said beg."
I looked around, it was still super early. In a whisper I said, "I'm sorry please forgive me."
"Better."
I took a deep breath, "Please man,"
"Sir."
Small pause, "Sir, please forgive me..."
"My girl."
God fucking...
"Please forgive your girl for speaking out of turn."
He stood there, just staring at me. After a a long while he said, "Pull this shit again and you're gonna gonna be a YouTube star. Got it?"
I swallowed hard and nodded.
"I'm keep the fucking keys. You wanna go off campus for lunch, find me and beg for them. Now come on, I wanna get a work out in before class you need to spot me."
He walked off and I followed behind, what the fuck had I gotten myself into?
After practice he drove us home, I was terrified of what was going to happen now. We got to his house and he parked my Jeep, "6:30, another one of those pre workouts and less attitude. Got it?"
"Yes sir," I answer waiting for it.
"Good answer," he said and got out.
I got out of the car and stood there, he looked back and saw me, "What?"
"Is that it?" I asked, my stomach about to hurl.
He laughed, "Go home slut, nothing here for you." And went inside.
Leaving me standing there, wondering what he was doing.
The week passed exactly like that.
I'd drive over there, he'd drive us to school, we'd work out, have practice and the drive us home. He never tried to do anything to me or make me do anything. I was both relieved and worried at the same time because I was sure it meant something worse was coming.
But Thursday rolled around and nothing. I wish I could say that was good news but it wasn't.
I was getting worse.
Every day I woke up with cottonmouth, a ringing headache, I was pissed as hell and at practice I was useless. The coach spent most of this time screaming at me, which did nothing for my head, telling me to stop fucking around and be serious.
He didn't know this was as serious as I could get.
We had a match this Saturday and at this point I was performing worse than the kid was. I had hoped I could ride this out but between wanting to cum so bad it hurt and waking around downing Advil like they were candy, something needed to change.
It was Thursday after practice and we were pulling up in front of his house and my hands were shaking. He hoped out and said later and I stopped him, "Hey,"
He paused and looked back at me.
"Um, so what are you gonna do?"
He cocked his head, "Do?"
I tried again, "I mean what are you doing right now?"
He smiled ,"Having my time wasted by an idiot."
I tried not to make a face, "I mean do you wanna hang out or something?"
His smile turned evil, "Or something?"
Fuck.
"Yeah, we can hang out if you want."
"If I want? Nah I'm good cya!" And he closed the door.
I jumped out of the Jeep and practically ran to him, "Wait!"
He turned around against
Come on Archie, you can do this.
"I wanted to know if you were in the mood..." and my voice trailed off.
"In the mood for?"
Fucking asshole!
"You know what I mean"" I snapped and knew that was a mistake.
"No. I don't. You want something big guy just ask, don't hem and haw like a fucking little cunt."
I closed my eyes and blurted it out, "Do you wanna have sex?"
He just stood there blinking at me. After almost a minute he said, "Nah," and walked off.
I grabbed his shoulder and turned him around, "I don't know what you did to me but I can't cum and I feel like shit. I need to get off before the game or I'm fucked."
He looked over at my hand and I dropped it immediately.
"You said that wrong, you need to get fucked before that game or you're gonna play like shit."
I nodded, not sure if I was in a panic because I didn't want him to fuck me or that he wouldn't.
"What did I say? When you called it rape, what did I say you were going to do?"
I thought back and I felt a pit in my stomach.
"You said I'd end up begging you."
He nodded, "I'm waiting."
Fuckfuckfuck! He meant it.
"Please fuck me," I muttered, barely able to get the words out.
"Oh come on Archie, you can do better than that."
"Will you please fuck me?"
He laughed, "Dude that's pathetic, beg liked you mean it."
Fuck this.
I turned around and stomped back to my Jeep, I didn't need this shit.
I was halfway there when he yelled at me, "You walk away now and and this is off the table."
I froze.
"You want to be first in the nation? You aren't going to do that the way you've been fucking up all week. So you have a choice, continue to be a fucking loser and walk away, or figure out what you really need and beg."
Fuck he was right. If I played this badly Saturday the scouts that had been coming to see me would think something was wrong. And there goes my chances at a real life, all my parents work, everything gone. I looked him in the eyes, wishing I would find some form of compassion or kindness.
Instead all I saw was amusement.
I walked over to him, "Please fuck me, I need to get off and you're the only one that can do it."
Nothing.
"Please, I need this, I can't fuck up my season..."
He faked a yawn.
He didn't care about me, he only cared about himself.
"Please give me you me fucking cock."
His eyes got wider
"Please fuck me with your horse dick until I cum. Please, please..."
I'm a voice barely above a whisper I said.
"Please fuck your girl."
His face lit up with a smile and I knew I'd done itZ
"See baby?" He said warmly, "That's all you had to say, come on."
He opened his front door and let me in, I tried not to feel like a trapped animal as he closed the door behind me.
He tossed his bag down and kicked off his shoes, "My room is down here."
It was a nice house, little small but clean. I followed him down a hall and into his room, which just reminded me of how much older I was to this kid. He had fucking comic book posters up everywhere, an Xbox, about ten empty Monster cans, it just looked like my room when I was in Jr high. I cannot believe I was begging this kid to fuck me.
"You can lay down," he said gesturing at his bed.
It literally had fucking Ninja Turtles sheets on it.
I sat back and took my shoes off, I mean I was going to have to do this sooner or later. He closed some drapes and turned on a string of fairy lights around the ceiling, hand to god this kid was setting a fucking mood.
"Um where are you folks?" I asked.
"Working," he said loading up Spotify on his Xbox, "they work till 5, not home till 6 most nights.
That left us about 2 hours to get this over with.
"So, you want to undress?" I asked, trying to move this along.
He found some fucking love song channel and over to the bed, "Relax, we have all the time in the world."
Yeah but I I didn't want this to take all the time in the god damned world.
He sat next to me and then leaned in to kiss me. I jerked back in an automatics response and then cussed at myself as I saw him frown. I leaned in and let him kiss me, the whole time hating this with a passion.
He stopped and looked at me, "If you're not into this..."
"Can't you just get me off?" I ask, losing my patience.
He stares and then gets up, "This isn't working, you can go."
"Wait!" I say standing up fast. I grab his hand, not even sure why. He looks at me curiously and I bring his hand up to my mouth. I kiss it, which seems to bore him. I kiss it again and he sighs. Fuck it. I take his index finger and I start to suck on it.
His eyebrows go up and he starts to grin
I ignore the taste, forget who it belongs to and just roll my tongue around his finger. I need this kid to get me off, my fucking future depends on it. I'm already fucked, how much further down could I fall?
I lead him back to the bed, sucking his finger the entire time, when he sat he slips it out of my mouth and leans in to kiss me. I close my eyes and think of anyone else. Stacy Briggs, sophomore year, huge tits, fucked her under the bleachers one night after a game in my singlet. Had to buy a new one because of the hole I had to tear for my cock. Lisa Jensen, summer before last, met her when I went to Arizona for skills camp. She took me to this dam made lake and I fucked her in the water. She texted me for a fucking year before she got to the hint. I imagined I was kissing every girl I'd ever seen, trying to make this punk happy enough to make me cum.
"Better", he said with a smile, "Strip."
I get up and start to pull my shirt off.
"No!" He barks, "I didn't say get undressed, I said strip."
See he is not kidding and I bite back a sigh. He leans back on the bed as I slowly start to pull the shirt over my head. My abs are clenched and my pecs flexed as I toss it aside, I hold my arms up over my head, making my bi and triceps pop. I run my hands down my torso, moving my hips a little for some flair. I pop the first button on my jeans and pull my hands away. Pop the second and pause, get the third undone and my pubes can be seen.
"Commando?" He teases, "Someone was ready."
Fuck yeah I was, I pop the last button and slide them over my hips, down my thighs and step out of them. I'm standing there is a pair of black athletic socks and nothing else, my swinging cock moves like a pendulum. He calls me over with a finger and I climb on too if him slowly. He leans up to kiss me, I kiss him back, wishing he'd just get fucking naked and star. He runs his hand across my wide back, his fingers rubbing the deep muscle cuts.
"Your fucking lats man..." he said impressed, "Show those bad boys off."
I sit up and bring my arms forward, flexing my lats out wide. His mouth is half open as he reaches up and strokes my muscles, the look of hunger in his eyes is palatable. He leans back down and says, "Undress me."
Finally!
I pull his shirt off over his head, the kid has a damn nice body for his size. I can't deny that, I mean it doesn't do shit for me but it's still impressive. I fumble for his belt and he grabs my hands to stop me. "When I said undress, I meant do it sensually."
Oh for fuck's sake.
I take a deep breath and lean down to his pecs. He's smooth, doesn't look shaved, I lick at his right side, not sure what I'm supposed to be doing.
He grabs a chunk of my hair and makes me look at him, "You have had foreplay with chicks before ya?"
I nod.
"And did you just randomly lick them?"
"No..."
"Then do better."
He forces my face down to his nipple and I take it into my mouth. It hardens under my tongue and I hear him sigh in satisfaction. He had nibbled on mine once and it was a shock, so I tried the same thing.
"Fuck!" He cried smacking my head hard. "What the fuck man!!"
"I was doing what you did!"
"Did I bite your nipples off?"
I shake my head, worried he was gonna bail.
"The you aren't doing what I did! Gentle you fucking idiot, don't bite down, just grab it between your teeth and squeeze."
Nod quickly and go back to work, I don't want him kick me out before I get off. I do as he asks and gently take his nipple in my mouth and just nip at it. He makes a growl and I do it again with a lick. His moan is between pain and pleasure so I move to the other one. It hardens just as fast and I lick around the min before nibbling on it. He's squirming under me so I know I'm doing something right.
I'm trying to think what chicks have done to me before. I move down and run my tongue over his abs, he has a nice six pack, if he worked at it he could have an eight like me but there was nothing to be ashamed of. I did this for awhile but then didn't know what to do.
I looked up at him and he said. "Take my pants off."
I move my hands up and he adds.
"With your teeth."
Fucking hell.
I take the top of his jeans and pop the first button. I can feel his hard dick under my chin and I'm impatient to get off. I bite open another one and I can see the jock strap underneath. No wonder his bulge is so big, a jock hides nothing. I lean down to find the third button but all I can grab is cloth. I'm rooting around, trying to find the edge of the jeans, when I realize I'm practically rubbing my face all over his dick.
Which I suppose was the point.
I glance up and he's propped up on his elbows, watching me. This is a test, he wants to see how far will go before he gets me to cum. If he thinks I'm gonna back down and fuck up this weekend, he's insane. I grab the sides of his jeans and rip them open and cup his cock through the material with my mouth. I hear him gasp as I gum his shaft, soaking his jockstrap in my spit. After a few the outline of his cock was fully visible as the white cotton faded.
The head of his cock slipped out the left side, pulling the material back and settling on the waistband like a beached whale. I ignored it and went back to licking the jock but I felt a hand on my head guide me back. Oh fuck this kid was gonna make me a cocksucker!
He moved my face closer and closer, until I was face to face with it, I could smell the precum forming on his tip, my breath blew against the warm skin. I didn't move, I couldn't. I was willing to do a lot of things but fuck that. Archie King does not suck..
He bucked his hips forward and the head pushed into my mouth. My fist impulse was to pull back but his hand held me in place. His cock was burning up on the flat of my tongue, I was afraid to move it in case I ended up tasting it.
"You bite, you leave," he said in a ice cold voice, "I feel your teeth; you leave. You take your mouth off of it, you leave. We clear?"
I nodded, this cock moving slowly back and forth across my tongue.
He removed his hand and waited.
I felt like crying I was so upset, I had a guys cock in my mouth!! And I was about to suck it. Slowly I rolled my tongue around the tip, a salty splash hit my tongue and made me swallow.
That was precum.
I close me eyes and force myself. It to puke as I lick his cock up and down. I'm not sure what the actual technique is and honestly I didn't want to know. I held the base of it and went at it like it was an ice cream cone, more and more precum filled my mouth as I went.
"Put your mouth over it," he said. "Cover your teeth with your lips and work it. Don't just fucking lick it, worship it. That is the cock that's gonna win you the game this weekend.
I hate that he was right. Focusing I covered my teeth and began to work him over the best I could. It was fucking big and I couldn't fit all of it at the same time. My dick was way bigger, how did chicks ever fucking deal with it? I move up and down, doing my level best to coat the whole with with my spit, once I am done at the tip I work my way back down to the base, licking where I can't actually swallow. He's quiet which must mean I'm doing it right. I glance up to see if he's happy and see his cell phone pointed down at me.
I almost come off his cock. It he holds up one finger, "It leaves your mouth, you go home."
Moaning I close my eyes and get back to work, I can't believe I'm willingly sucking some freshman's cock while he lays back on his fucking Ninja Turtles sheets. I should be mopping the floor with this kid, If anyone is fucking anyone it should be me fucking him. But instead I'm on my knees, worshipping some kids cock in hope he will fuck he with it soon.
"Nice," he says as one hand gets tangled in my head, "breathe through your nose."
I almost ask what when he pushes me down further, forcing even more into my mouth. I gag as I feel this fucking donkey dick start to choke me.
"Your nose retard, I just told you!"
I try not to panic and take a deep breath through my nose, his cock is still jammed in my mouth though, his fucking mushroom head past my tongue. I can feel saliva pouring down my throat as the reflex to puke is triggered. I'm constantly gagging as he thrusts into my mouth again and again.
"Suck that cock you fucking cunt," he grunts as he stands up.
All I can do is cover my teeth and try to keep my tongue out of the way as he keeps hitting the back of my throat. He stands up and pushes his cock down, fucking phone still recording. "Keep breathing," he warns and pushes down.
The head of his cock hits the back of my throat and starts to slide down. I grab at his ass as I feel it extend my throat out. I'm running out of breath until I remember his words and inhale through my nose. He pulls it back some and then pushes back down, I gag and groan again.
"Bring your hand up to your throat," he says in and evil tone.
I out my hand on my throat and he pushes down. I can feel his fucking cock in my throat!!
"Yeah deep throat me baby, take that cock you want so bad!"
My eyes are watering as he does this again and again. I can't do anything about it but get used. I am fucking screaming inside as I realize this fucking twerp is actually making a fucking senior stud like me eat his whole dick.
He yanks it out and I cough like nuts, going down to the floor to catch my breath.
"Damn baby, you almost made me cum."
I couldn't talk, my throat was burning from where his cock scraped it. I swear I was going to have nightmares about that fucking horse dick choking me.
"How we doing?" He asked,"want a minute?"
I wanted several but I wanted to get the fuck out of here. I was fucking drowning in humiliation and I hadn't even fucking came yet. I shook my head and stood up, he looked me up and down and whistled, "Man I have the hottest girlfriend in school."
I ignore the girlfriend crack and ask, "We gonna do this?"
"Do what?"
"Get me off now."
He cocked his head, "How should we do that?"
"You know!" I snap, almost out of patience.
He holds up his phone again, "No, I don't. Tell me."
Fuckfuckfuck. I should have watched my tone.
"Please put the phone down," I beg.
"Say how you want me to get you off."
My fucking mind is raging and I can feel my masculinity die by the second. I hang my head and in a low voice say, "I want you to fuck me."
He gets the phone closer, "What was that Archie? Varsity wrestler, 3rd ranked in the country, fucking all around hot ass stud, what do you want me to do?"
I look up at him and I can feel tears stinging my eyes, "Please fuck me."
He closes the phone and smiles, "Now see how bad was that?"
He scoots back to the head board a points to the nightstand, "Lube is in the top drawer."
There is a small bottle of lube and some condoms, I hood one up and shakes his head, "Nah, I'm still trying to get you pregnant."
I push that thought down and hand him the bottle.
He doesn't take it.
"Get it ready babe," he says pointing to his fucking cock.
Don't sigh. Don't sigh. Don't sigh.
I crawl on the bed and our some out in my hands. I start to smear some on, which is pretty much just jacking him off. My cock is definitely bigger but his seems thicker, I can't close my finger around it. It also curves slightly, I hadn't noticed that before. But then I never had a chance to see him naked.
"You see that?" He asks pointing at the curve. I nod. "That is your lord and savior right there."
I say nothing.
"You don't believe me, but this curve, this curve means when I fuck you I am directly hitting your cunt. Without it I'd have to hunt and search, but this cock was made to get you off. Say thank you to it."
I look at his dick, "Thank you."
"Now kiss it."
I can't help rolling my eyes as I lean in and kiss it.
"Awesome," he always slapping his thighs, "climb on."
"What?"
"Daddy's tired," he says, "You wanna get off, you're gonna have to do the work yourself."
Fuck it never ends with this asshole.
I climb towards him and he says, "You might wanna use that on your ass, just a suggestion."
I squeezed some out and out it around my hole and then smeared some into it. Once it was nice and wet and climbed over to his lap. I straddled his lap, and balanced my ass over his dick. I took a deep breath and lowered myself down.
I felt his huge head bump my asscheek and I moved over to adjust it. Once it was in my crack I slid it down, until I could feel it touch my hole. Fuck, it seemed fucking massive compared to the size my hole felt. I closed my eyes and tried to push it in but it fucking hurt. I pulled up and caught my breath.
"You got it," he said cheerfully.
"You're fucking huge," I cursed and pushed down again. I felt my hole stretch around his dick and the pain was off the charts, I groaned as I kept trying harder and harder to get it in. I stopped again, my hole burning with pain.
"Try more lube," he suggested.
I grabbed the bottle and poured some on this head and then shoved two fingers worth up my hole. Tossing the bottle I grit my teeth and lowered myself again. My fucking tiny jock hole screamed as I forced this kid's bulbous head into it, I was about to give up when it slipped in, blasting past the muscle and into my hole.
We both gasped as I forced myself not to push it out.
"There ya go, you got this," he said with a smile.
My ass was twitching around the intruder and my hole was still in pain, but I could endure it. Closing my eyes I pushed down, grunting as I felt him tear my hole apart. I screamed but didn't stop as I got halfway down his cock and paused. My muscles were spasming around his shaft, I could feel my heart pounding as I tried to relax. Taking a deep breath I forced my way down some more, each inch worse than the last. I was crying out as it felt like a baseball bat was being shoved up there. I had it nearly all in when I took another break. I was fucking panting like a dog from the exertion. I'd fucking ran six miles in a sweat suit and not felt this out of breath. I was almost done, last push.
Psyching myself up I bore down and shoved the last few inches of the kids cock in me. My hole was burning, my muscles were screaming, but I'd taken it, I had it all.
"That was impressive," he said in a sincere voice, "How do you feel?"
"Full" I admit and open my eyes.
And look directly into his phone again.
"You look hot man, you took that cock like a champ."
I wanted to knock that phone out of his hand but I knew better by now. Instead I waited for my ass to relax.
"You ready?" He asks, camera recording.
I nod, not wanting to talk.
"Go for it man."
I move from squatting to my knees and lean forward a bit. His cock slides a bit and I ready myself. With my hands on his headboard I pull myself up some, his cock smashing the walls of my hole mercilessly.
I keep expecting it to hit but nothing happens. I stop and push down, and feel him fill me up completely. But no rush.
I try pulling again and all I get is pain, I start to panic as I sit down fast.
Just pain:
I'm about to lose it, I needed this! I fucking wanted this!! Why is it..
He puts one hand on my chest and pushes me back. I feel his cock slide upwards and my brain explodes with light.
"Oh fuck!!" I cry out, my entire body coming to life. As soon as I stop moving the sensation fades so I pull myself up again and feel that fucking cock scrape my spot as it glides over it.
I slam back down and the impact makes me whimper. I balance myself on the headboard again, this time adjusting my angle to work.
I pull myself up slowly, Excruciatingly slow. I fucking soak in the feeling of his fucking magnificent cock moving over my spot like a heavy snake.
"Ooohhhhh fuck yeahhhh..." I whine as I get to the end and then lower myself back just as slow. Jesus Christ this the fucking best!! I don't even have to look to know my cock is raging hard and dripping precum like a faucet. I hear the echo of the docs words that this could be addicting but they are lost by my own screams.
"Fucking yes! Your cock is so fucking big!!l
"You like the baby? You like your man's cock?"
The flood of pleasure to my head is so great I don't even care anymore. I nod frantically and whine,"Your cock makes me so good..."
I am just dragging it up and down my spot, I'm. It not doing it fast enough to cum, no not yet. I want this to fucking last! I want to feel this kid own my fucking guts forever. My head is so deep in a fuck fog when he says to smile I stare at the phone with a stoned look, he reaches up and wipes the drool from my mouth.
"Tell me how my girl feels."
I have no common sense left, no reservations, this isn't him poking at my spot, nudging it here and there: I have this fat fucking suck smashed across it and my mind is just one big fucking load of sex.
"I feel so good daddy," I purr as I ride his cock slowly cut "I feel so full of cock.."
"Full where?"
"My pussy," I giggle as I shove it into me again, "Filling my pussy so much!"
"You love daddy's cock?"
I nod and smile, "I love my daddy's cock so much.."
I lean forward and kiss him, I'm so out of it all I can manage is a slobbering tongue, but he kisses me back as I pull myself up the length of that incredible dick.
He puts the phone down and grabs my head to kiss me, I'm still slowly pistoning myself up and down in a lazy pace, making sure I can feel every glorious inch of this kids dick.
He pulls back and sits me up as I ride him, this angle pushes him in even deeper and I moan in appreciation.
He reaches out and grabs my hard dick, "Why do you have this!" He asks as I whimper from his touch. "Tell me why god would give you such a big cock if he was going to give you this hot ass jock pussy?"
I started to speed up on his dick as I cried out, "I don't know...don't know..."
My mind was so far gone.
"Do you even need this cock?"
"No daddy, just want your dick, your dick in my cunt...please...."
"You my little girl?"
I nod and feel sweat fly everywhere, "Yes daddy, I'm your jock girl, please fuck your jock girl."
"You gonna do what I say from now on?"
"Yess...fuck yes...."
"You gonna talk back to me?"
"No!! No more daddy! I'll be a good girl."
"Will you? Only good girls gets fucked!"
I was slamming myself down on this cock now, my self control was gone and all I knew was this kids elephant cock.
"I'll be a good girl daddy, I'll be a good girl, I'm a good girl....so good..."
With each word I shoved myself on his cock, desperate to feel every inch in my pussy. I didn't even know who I was any more. All I knew was that I was daddy's good girl and good girls get fucked.
And I was a good girl.
"Unhhhhh, oh daddy, harder...harder..." I cried out, needing even more cock.
He grabs my waist and slammed his hips up, and my mind cracked. I fell forward and kissed his face as I pushed back into this thrusts, I licked him like a fucking dog in heat, I cried, I was a mewling wreck as all I knew was that I needed to show this fucking incredible cock all the love and devotion it deserved.
"Fuck...fuck..." I panted, losing the ability to form sentences.
"You my bitch?"
"Bitch, cunt...yours.." I spat out; not even sure what I was saying.
"You gonna listen to me?"
"Yours....belong....your cock...."
"You love me?" He roared.
My mouth opened to answer when he hit my spot dead on. My eyes shot open as I felt a weeks worth of cum roar out of my cock. I could feel my ass clench down on his dick and he called out as I just kept cumming and cumming. I had forced myself down on his cockhead and was shoving it up into my spot as I came, my entire life was just his cock and that spot.
I don't know how long I came, time stopped having meaning as I still slammed myself back on his cock even as I was firing blanks.
He pulled out of me and out his arms around me to calm me down. I was shaking as my body was still having aftershocks from the orgasm. I buried my head in his chest as I felt my mind start to slow down, it took me a moment to realize I was kissing his neck and moving up to his face.
"Loveyouloveuousomuch...so much...." I kept babbling as I just kept trying to kiss him.
He finally kissed me back and the world paused...and that was the last thing I remember.