Kiss it where it hurts!

“Don’t think you’re going to get off so easy,” huffed
Johnny leaning down to kiss my chafed lips.

He leapt suddenly onto the bed and forced my knees
apart, digging his fingers deep into the crack of my ass,
spreading the hairy valley open. My backside still ached
from the lingering effects of the leather strap, but that
became secondary as he sank his long, wet tongue deep inside
my puckered shithole.

Reaching between my gaping thighs he squeezed my nuts
until I thought they would burst. Pulling his tongue out of
my ass, he filled the spastic void with first one, then two
of his long slender fingers. As he continued to finger fuck
my tight bunghole he coated the dildo with a generous layer
of lubricant.

“Damn, you’ve got the tightest butthole I’ve ever seen,
but this will loosen you up.”

The blunt tip of the rubber cock split open my resistant
anal passage and racked me with such pain that I couldn’t
help crying out in agony.

“Oh God, it hurts, man. Take it out! It’s too big.”

Johnny laughed and stuffed a bit more of the invading
lance into my rectum. Oddly enough, the pain began to
subside, and along with it the fear that he was going to rip
me apart.

“That’s it,” Johnny panted. “Take it all. Take the
whole fucking thing up your ass.”

Much to my astonishment I began to enjoy the pain. I
actually wanted more. “Fuck me, Johnny. I want your dick
inside me. Stick your big cock up my ass.”

He withdrew the dildo from my overcharged asshole and
released my ankles from their restraints. I rolled over onto
my back and watched as he put on a condom. Then, lifting my
ankles up over his broad shoulders he thrust his hips forward
and drove his cock between the cheeks of my twitching
buttocks.

I gasped with shear erotic agony. I squealed and moaned
uncontrollably as Johnny buried his rigid, pulsating shaft
in my heaving gut. I began to think the head of his cock was
going to slither out of my mouth before he got it completely
inside me.

The crown of my semi—erect cock rested on my belly in a
pool of shimmering pre—cum. I was desperate to cum. My
swollen balls longed for release. None too soon to suit me,
Johnny reached down and started jacking me off.

Our intoxicating passion had completely captivated both
our minds. Our youthful virility surged through our veins
like a runaway locomotive. I felt Johnny’s cock tighten
inside me and it triggered my own moment in heaven.

Cupping his hand over the head of my dick, Johnny caught
my hurling spew. He whimpered blissfully as his manhood
hammered against the walls of my tortured rectum. As my
orgasm subsided to a dribble, Johnny held his cum soaked hand
up to my mouth.

“Lick it off,” he groaned passionately. “Lick your
fucking cum off my hand.”

His cock squirmed jubilantly in my belly as I thirstily
lapped up the thick cream of my spend load. My body trembled
weakly in response to his cock vacating my palpitating
shithole.

“That was amazing,” Johnny gasped breathlessly. “I knew
it would be good between us, but I never imagined it would be
like this.” He then bent down and kissed me from head to
toe.

As a boy I had idolized Johnny. He had been many things
to me, most of all, he had been my mentor. Clearly, that had
not changed. He had opened my eyes to the existence of
something wonderful. Something that rocked the very
foundation of my soul. Something so mesmerizing that it
literally took my breath away.

I was keenly aware of his warm moist lips on my
flesh, kissing me, burning this moment permanently into my
memory. He kissed me long and hard, giving me the strength
to survive the longing I would feel in my heart once my visit
was over and we were again a thousand miles apart.