“Suck on the tip.” The sharp tone cut through
Kyle’s thoughts like a knife.
He was all too eager to comply and moved his face
to the front of the boot, embracing it with his lips. Focused on the loud,
slurpy sucking, he looked up to Dan. From this perspective, his cock looked
even bigger, still trapped under the tight denim, when it could be buried deep
in Kyle’s ass instead.
“Good. Pretend it’s a cock. You like it, don’t
you, slut? All you fags do.” Dan’s breath hitched, and he pushed the boot
further into Kyle’s mouth, stretching his jaw.
Kyle moaned and shook his head in response. He
didn’t want to seem too willing, that was half the fun.
“Oh yes, you do!” Dan slipped the boot out of
Kyle’s mouth and pushed him to the floor before pressing the thick sole against
his crotch.
“No!” Kyle squealed and grabbed the boot, curling
up around it, but the explosion of pleasure rippling from his cock and
throughout his whole body was intense enough to border on pain. “I did what you
asked!”
“You’re actually getting off on this, aren’t you,
freak?” Dan pressed his boot further down, gently twisting it against Kyle’s
genitals.
“Leave me alone!” cried out Kyle, the taste of
leather and rubber still lingering on his tongue.
“Don’t you fucking try this on me, you little
cocksucker!” Dan tried to shake him off his boot while opening his jeans.
Kyle’s heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t wait to
suck on that hot piece of meat, but the struggle was just as exciting, so he
made a dash for the door, still on all fours. Dan yanked him by the hair,
forcing him into a kneeling position.
“What, you wanna say something before I feed you
my cum?”
Kyle gave him a defiant look and spat in his face.
Dan’s eyes and mouth widened, but before Kyle had
the opportunity to worry, Dan rolled him to his stomach. The lick of leather,
accompanied by a sharp smack was so shocking, that it pressed an involuntary
yell out of his mouth. He never got hit with a belt before and to his surprise,
it hurt less than he thought it would. There was no time to ponder on that
thought, as seconds later his ass received another stroke, and he couldn’t help
a strangled cry.
“Not so brave now, are we, you little pussy!”
Dan’s breath was raspy as he delivered blow after blow into random places on
Kyle’s body, avoiding his head and mid-section.
“I’m sorry, sir!” Kyle cried out, curling his toes
every time the belt touched his skin. It was an ecstatic sensation, a rush of
adrenaline, pain and excitement melting into one feeling he couldn’t describe.
He didn’t ask for the beating to stop, even though his eyes were watering, and
heat waves flooded his flesh. Up till now, Dan spanked him with his hand a few
times, so he was anticipating the belt, but he never thought he’d find it so
thrilling. The swish through the air made his heart pound in his chest, but he
was not about to beg for mercy any time soon. Instead, he found himself rocking
his hips in the air, overcome with heat. He was mewling and panting as he
struggled for control, eager for Dan’s attention.
“You got enough, little cunt?”
Kyle wouldn’t mind a few more, but he put in all
his effort into composing himself and getting back into the role. His cock
wouldn’t stop throbbing, but he mewled a weak “Yes.”
“So get on your knees and put that cocksucking
mouth to use!” The unmistakable aggression in Dan’s tone was driving Kyle
crazy.
He took one more second to kiss the tip of Dan’s
boot, before he undid his fly with trembling fingers. He couldn’t wait to see
that thick cock engorged with blood, stiff and ready to to stab right into him.
“I’ll fuck you so raw you won’t be able to scream
for help.” Dan growled, twisting his hand in Kyle’s hair again.
The words made Kyle pause and push at Dan’s
thighs, even though he’d be willing suck on that cock even through the briefs.
His skin still pulsed with the sting left by the belt. Undisturbed, Dan lowered
his pants enough to pull his veiny monster out and slapped it against the side
of Kyle’s cheek.
“Open up.”
Kyle wanted to resist, he really did, but the
smell of Dan’s pre-come got him all sorts of confused, and he parted his lips,
ready to suck on the hot cockhead. Dan pulled him closer and unceremoniously
forced his cock in, slowing down only a little to give Kyle a moment to adjust
before thrusting deeper, into his throat. Choking was inevitable but it was
part of the fun. Kyle wanted to serve Dan as best as he could, so he opened up
wide, even though his eyes watered again. Why couldn’t his mouth be big enough
to take both the dick and balls? That would be heaven on earth.
The cock went in a little bit deeper each time.
Even with his eyes overflowing, Kyle did his best to accommodate it all, but it
was a futile attempt, so he kept choking as Dan started a slow rhythm, fucking
his mouth as if it was a passive hole. The thick length was sliding through
Kyle’s lips, over his tongue, all the way into the arch of his throat.
“You like a big, fat cock, don’t you?”
Tears streaked down Kyle’s face and he moaned in
false complaint, trying to back away again. If it wasn’t for the fact that he
was eager to be fucked, Kyle would have loved to swallow Dan’s cum. His
boyfriend withdrew for a second, before forcing his way in again, holding Kyle
by the ears. It was a merciless rhythm, and with Dan’s balls slapping against
his chin with each thrust, it got Kyle to the brink of orgasm. But he couldn't
come yet. Dan pushed him to the floor, panting, with his dick hanging out of
his fly like an obscene banner for his masculinity.
“If that’s so, I’m gonna stick it into your other
pussy.”
“Let me go...” Kyle whimpered and rubbed his eyes,
but his attempt to make his way to the door on all fours was pretty half-assed.
“I’m not through with you yet.” Dan casually
pushed him down with his boot as he walked over to the desk, retrieving a roll
of duct tape. “You’re gonna be sorry I ever laid eyes on your faggot ass.”
Kyle’s chest heaved with every rasp of a breath he
took. “Oh God,” he whispered, looking up at Dan. He had to be the hottest man
alive, and he was so temperamental too. Kyle had never had as much sex in his
life as in the month following their first meeting at the LGBT club.
Dan ripped some tape off with his teeth and
forcefully pulled both of Kyle’s arms back, only to secure them together. It
made Kyle arch his back and expose his chest, which was pulsing with a furious
heartbeat.
“Hope your cunt is as loose as it felt, because
I’m not gonna go easy on a used up cocksucker like you.”
“I’ve never done that!” Kyle yelped and bit his
lip to fight back a smile. He couldn’t wait to have his ass ravished.
“Tell shit like that to your priest.” As soon as
Kyle’s arms were taped in place, Dan pushed him over and secured his ankles
together as well, effectively making any further escape plan futile. The roll
of tape dropped to the floor and Kyle yelped when strong hands grabbed his legs
and he was dragged towards where the desk was. It was hard not to moan when the
rough carpet scratched at his tender skin in the process, yet, Dan manhandling
him like that was too great to complain.
“I can suck you off,” he offered, just to see
Dan’s reaction.
“You had your chance to get my spunk all over your
ugly puss.” Dan dropped his ankles and Kyle heard the unmistakable snap of his
boyfriend’s favorite lubricant being opened, followed by the familiar smell of
cherries. “Now you’re gonna get it in your filthy ass.”
Kyle slowly struggled to his knees and looked up.
He enjoyed how the restraints made him helpless so he would just have to take
whatever was coming. He didn’t get to see much before Dan pushed a boot between
his shoulder blades and pushed the front of Kyle's body to the floor, leaving
his ass obscenely exposed. Kyle didn’t expect the feeling of something smooth
and cold pushing at his entrance.
“Oh God! What is it?” he blurted out and tried to
look over his shoulder once more, squeezing around the item.
“It’s called bottle recycling.” Dan gave him an
evil grin, pushing against Kyle’s resistance with the slick nozzle. The touch
was cold and harsh with no give. Nothing like a silicone dildo. It didn’t hurt,
thanks to the lube, but Kyle tried to inch his ass away, just to mess with Dan.
That display got him a sharp slap on the ass, which made his muscles give up,
allowing the nozzle in. It was such a thrilling experience to know it was a
piece of glass that he had inside. He squealed and moaned like a newborn
piglet, struggling in the binds.
“Whoa!” Dan steadied his hips with an iron grip.
“Don’t crush it before I get a taste of that slutty hole.”
Kyle pushed against the bottle, but tried to calm
down his moves, even though it was hard when all he could think of was: ‘A guy
is fucking me with a bottle’. It was clear Dan was being careful and slow, but
the rhythmic motion was enough to feed Kyle’s fantasies. Push. Pull. Push.
Pull. He couldn’t hold back the groan that left his lips when the thrusts
became deeper.
“Shit, you’re taking it all up, like the slut you
are... How many guys left their spunk deep in that hole?”
Kyle couldn’t focus on any coherent answer, too
far gone in pleasure. His balls were aching for release, hips stirring on their
own accord. He followed the bottle with his ass when Dan eventually took it
out, but the sound of what had to be a condom packet being torn open, was like
honey drizzling all over his heart.
“You just can’t wait to get stuffed, can you?” Dan
growled, and Kyle tried to hide his face in the rug, curling his toes, but he
let out a wanton moan as soon as he felt the briefest touch of a warm cock
pressing against his opening. His body melted and yielded to the invasion,
letting the thick length in.
“So young and so used up already, I wouldn’t pay
five bucks for a dirty hole like yours,” panted Dan, squeezing Kyle’s ass so
hard it almost hurt.
“I’m not...” Kyle was surprised to find himself
sobbing as he clenched his buttocks on the hot, thick shaft. The way it molded
him into submission was too intense for words.
“Yes, you are.” Dan leaned over him, trapping Kyle
with his strong arms, engulfing him with the heat of his body. “You’re a
soaking cunt.” He bit Kyle’s ear. “Stretched so wide, you let me in as if I’m
your tenth today.”
“I only have sex with my boyfriend!” Kyle cried
out, but only spread his thighs wider, waiting for a hard pumping, for Dan’s
cock to slide in and out without mercy.
“And a dozen dildos, you mean?” Dan pressed Kyle’s
face deeper into the carpet, resting the whole weight of his upper body on his
back and making him breathless.
“Why are you so hot to fuck a guy, huh?” Kyle
snarled. He enjoyed playing with fire and anticipated what Dan’s reaction would
be. Would he push in harder? Slap him? Withdraw?
“It’s not about you. I like to stick it into
slutty faggots, so they know where their place is.” Dan yanked Kyle’s head back
by the hair and sunk his teeth into his stiffening arm.
Kyle couldn’t help a loud moan as he wiggled his
hips under Dan’s weight. “It’s so fucking big,” he rasped, all hot and sweaty.
“Not nearly big enough to stretch you all the way,
slut!” Dan pushed Kyle’s head into the floor with both hands and withdrew an
inch, or two, only to slam his prick right back in. It felt like being impaled
on a burning iron, yet it was the sweetest torture.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Kyle yelped, writhing his hips
to accommodate the hot flesh. He loved it even though it was slightly
uncomfortable. His own dick begged to be touched, dripping with pre-come.
“Oh, I will.” Dan held Kyle down and started
rocking his hips against his ass. “I am.”
The way Dan kept changing the rhythm now and then,
drove Kyle mad. He gave Dan all that control over his body, knowing he wouldn’t
take advantage of that. Kyle's face was dragged against the carpet with every
thrust, but he couldn’t care less. It was all part of the experience.
The smell of sweat and cherry. The way his hands
were tightly bound. The vulgar obscenities Dan snarled at him. Even the way
Dan’s cock throbbed when buried deep inside Kyle’s ass. Perfection.
And when his lover suddenly withdrew, the
emptiness inside came as such a shock that he didn’t know what to do.
“Lie down, bitch.”
Kyle’s lips trembled and he bit back another sob,
but complied and fell to the floor, spreading his thighs as far as he could
with his ankles taped together. His first instinct was to rub himself against
the carpet, but he was too embarrassed to do that. The rough fabric scratched
his sensitive genitals, but the touch of Dan’s hands made up for it.
“Good, I don’t think you need that now, you greedy
cunt,” Dan said, and with a sharp snap, Kyle's ankles were free. He didn't get
a chance to react, as Dan covered his body with his, cock pressing between
Kyle's buttocks in a delicious slide. It’s head kept moving over his stretched
anus, but Dan took his time to push in, arousing Kyle even more. His whole body
was aching for release, and Dan’s words only made his cock throb harder. Kyle
wanted to come so bad. Come while still being pumped by that massive hunk of a
guy, pushed down by his weight. That would be the hottest thing ever.
He was now trapped under his boyfriend’s muscled
body and every thrust forced air out of his lungs, making him weak and
lightheaded.
“That’s right. Enjoying yourself, you fag pussy?
You like a thick dick deep in your slutty ass, don’t you?” Dan slid his meaty
forearm under Kyle’s face, keeping him even closer.
And there it was. Those words pushed Kyle over the
edge, and he came, pushing his ass against Dan’s cock, panting arhythmically.
He probably cried out, but in the haze of things he wasn’t sure anymore. All of
Kyle’s focus was on the rough carpet that provided his release and on the way
his muscles clenched around Dan’s thick shaft. He trembled in the safety of
Dan’s arms, reveling in the feeling of fullness, in that fat prick that kept up
the punishing rhythm. Each slap of skin against skin reminded him of how hot it
all was.