Shelter from the Storm Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Shelter from the Storm Pt. 02

... gave my ass a firm, possessive squeeze. With a sudden rush, I felt his cock pressing against my tummy, hard and throbbing with that eager, freshly charged early-morning energy.

All at once, I knew he was going to fuck me. And I knew he wasn't going to ask. He wasn't going to make sure I was okay first. He wasn't going to check if I was in the mood. He was just going to take what he wanted from me -- using my ass as his peachy little toy.

James tipped my face up to his, and kissed me on the mouth. It was slow and deep, his tongue caressing mine, his lips soft against my mouth. I passionately kissed him back, my tummy squirming with queasy anticipation. Then he pushed me firmly onto my stomach, so that I was lying flat against the sheet beneath the duvet, and he slipped his leg over me and climbed on top.

The weight of him pressed down on me, and I felt the hard, wet tip of his cock brushing against my asshole. All at once I felt the fright come back: I remembered the pain, and the loss of control, and the pummelling hardness of a cock in my ass. I shivered violently.

"Um," I said uncertainly, and my voice sounded small and scared. "Maybe I should go take a shower first ..."

Instantly, he put his hands on my upper arms and pinned me down, holding me in place. I heard him laugh, softly.

"Oh, you're going to take a shower, little boy," he told me. "After this, you and I are going to shower together. You're going to soap me up and scrub me down like a devoted ...

... little bitch. And then you're going to give me a long, sloppy shower blowjob. And maybe I'll make you drink my cum, or maybe I'll make you brace against the shower wall while I have some more fun in your slutty little ass."

The tip of his cock pressed hard against my asshole.

"But first, I'm going to start my day by filling your ass with my cum. Because that's what cute little twinks like you are made for."

I felt the weight of him press me into the mattress as he braced. And then the hard, hot length of his cock plunged deep into my ass.

I let out a long, moaning wail as I felt him thrusting hard and full inside me. He began to fuck me, slowly at first, but deep and full on every stroke -- and I could feeling him building up, going slowly faster, steadily harder and heavier with every pump of his long, hard, powerful cock. He was pinning me in place, and I could do nothing except take it, take it like the dirty little boy-slut I was. The painful, overwhelming ecstasy made me moan and pant as he used me relentlessly.

My cock was pressed against the mattress beneath me, and the motion of him fucking me made it rub -- gently at first, but soon harder, faster, firmer -- against the soft sheet on which he was pinning me down. Out of control, unable to move, I felt the orgasm building deep in my balls -- obscenely fast, embarrassingly fast, spurred on by the wild sensation of his cock in my ass and the way my body was rubbing against the mattress. All too soon, I came ...