Gay
2008-02-18
I lay there for a few moments after Carl had left, my heart pounding wildly as his sperm oozed slowly from my distended opening. I could still feel the sensation of his cock buried inside me, the slight ache reminding me of what he had just done to my 18-year old virgin body. Then, fearing my grandparents might return home early, I leapt from the bed and went into my bathroom to clean up. After showering, I checked my bed but the stains on the under sheet weren’t too bad, so I climbed back in and tried to rest but sleep was impossible. I was far too overwhelmed by events, my mind a turmoil of conflicting emotions. I knew what we had just done was very naughty and I could be in serious trouble if my grandparents ever found out. Yet, at the same time, the intensity of the feelings Carl had aroused in me were strangely overwhelming and quickly overcame my fears as I found myself stroking my young dick, which had grown hard again. Later, I heard my grandparents come in and the familiar sounds of them coming up to bed but still I lay there wide-awake remembering that Carl had told me to come to him after they were asleep if I wanted to be fucked again. Deep inside I knew I did want to relive the experience but, at the same time, I didn’t know if I dared. I was terrified both of the effect the previous fucking had had on me and of my grandparents finding out. Finally, when I was sure they were asleep, I could resist temptation no longer, slipped out of bed and tiptoed across the landing to Carl’s bedroom. The door was ajar and made no sound as I eased it open and went in. Carl was lying naked on his back breathing deeply, the bedclothes thrown back. I gave a little shiver of nervous apprehension as I looked at his muscular hairy body, my eyes dwelling on his still swollen penis and sac lying heavily across his thigh. I found it difficult to believe that something so big and, somehow, menacing could have invaded my body so deeply without causing me severe pain. My heart was racing, my limbs felt heavy and again I experienced that strange feeling of being under his complete control as I reached out a hand to gently stroke his shaft, which instantly twitched and began to swell.
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Becoming more daring I bent forward and took the head of it into my mouth, running my tongue over it as Carl had shown me. It was an incredible sensation to feel it grow in my mouth, the taste of our recent activities in some way heightening the eroticism. Carl began to stir and mutter something, and then I felt his hand caressing the back of my neck encouraging me to take him deeper. He groaned, “Jesus, that feels good, you horny little bitch” and thrust hard into my throat causing me to gag. “So you want to fool around some more do you, baby?” he whispered but I could only nod my head and gurgle with his huge dick fucking my mouth and throat. Pulling me off, he dragged me onto the bed, took me roughly in his arms and began kissing me deeply, his tongue replacing his cock, his hands all over my body. It had evidently greatly aroused him that I had gone to him voluntarily as he had asked and woken him in the way I had. I think also the fact that my grandparents were in the next room only added a frisson of dangerous excitement for him. He was certainly much less gentle with me this time but, in a way, I found this strangely arousing. It’s difficult to explain but it was as if, being used solely for his pleasure, I had no control over what was happening to me, no ability to say yes or no. So I guess, looking back, if I had not been the one who had gone to him, I was virtually raped on this occasion because he quickly rolled me over onto my tummy, pulled me up by my hips to a kneeling position, buried my face in the pillow and tried to force his hugely swollen cock into me. At first it wouldn’t go in, as I was too tight and dry and, unlike the previous occasion, this time it did hurt as he started to stretch me open. I cried out against the pain, the noise fortunately muffled by the pillow, tears welling in my eyes but Carl was not to be detered.
I heard him spit, then rub a wet hand over my hole before once more trying to force himself into me. This time he succeeded, the moisture aiding his entry, and I felt myself painfully distend to accommodate him, biting my lip against the hurt.
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Finally he managed to get the head in and, with a low animal moan, thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt inside my young body. Fortunately, once he had fully entered me, the pain started to subside so that, as he began to fuck me with long hard strokes, I found myself responding to him, pushing back onto his cock as he was thrusting forward. He was so deep inside me I could feel his balls slapping against me until, with a sob, he went rigid and I felt his cock pulsing over and over again as he came into me. Finally, with a shudder, he fell sideways pulling me with him still impaled on his cock, his breath ragged as he held me so tight I could scarcely breathe. His left hand had gone to my nipples, which he began to pinch gently as his right hand slowly milked my young cock until, for the second time that night, I too reached orgasm, the new-found wicked pleasure rippling through my body, heightened by the feel of his cock still inside me. We lay there for several minutes, locked together, drowsy from our exertions and, as I began to drift into sleep, I heard him whisper, “Tomorrow’s Saturday and you and I are going fishing, sweetie. OK?” Realising he had further plans for me the next day, my mouth turned up in a slight smile as I nodded and drifted away to sleep. To be
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