The Best Pain : Part Two

He walked back to the bed and I stopped him in front of me. I took his cock into my hand and sat silently, unsure of how to go about pleasing him. I brought my lips onto the head and slid it into my mouth, playing with just that. He placed his hand onto the back of my hair and forced his cock deeper into me. A strange flavour filled my mouth-a salty, sweaty, taste that I shockingly enjoyed. I forced the cock in and out of my mouth quickly, oblivious to all other things as my excitement mounted. He moaned quietly as I gained skill and fervour.

I massaged the base and forced more and more into my mouth. Suddenly it seemed to swell in my mouth and I felt a heat fill every space that it could. I pulled his cock from my mouth and a string of drool and cum connected the two. I couldn’t believe that he’d cum so soon and apparently neither could he. His cheeks turned bright red.

He pulled my face away and sat down on the bed silently. It seemed like he was too embarrassed to speak to me. I kissed his cheek and he smiled weakly.
“I’m sorry. I would’ve warned you if I’d have known-”

“Don’t be embarrassed. I didn’t mind,” I whispered. He smiled a little more convincingly now and kissed my mouth again, forcing his tongue inside. He forced my body back on the bed and kissed down from my neck, to my nipples, to my cock again. He lifted it to move it out of the way and told me to spread my legs further apart. His tongue dove into my asshole again and I cried out in a mixture of shock and pleasure.

“You’re so perfect,” he uttered as he flicked his tongue out and in my hole. He left me thoroughly soaked and stood again. He forced his cock toward my hole and I was excited and very afraid. I knew I’d felt it before but I couldn’t remember the encounter so from my point of view, this was my first time. He was gentle at first and it didn’t hurt so much as I thought it would. It pressed about halfway into me before I began to feel pain again. I wanted him to give me another shoot of that medication but he didn’t stop. He pressed in further and I whimpered now.

“It hurts,” I whimpered. He froze completely and looked down into my eyes.
“You want more meds?” he asked. I nodded without hesitation. It had probably been only a half an hour since my last dose. He pulled out of my body and walked over to the dresser again to prepare another needle. I’d only been here for maybe six or seven hours and this would already be the fourth time I’d taken this strange miracle drug.

I watched him as I waited for him to come over with the syringe and admired his tall fit body that was coated in sweat. He turned to me with his eyes trained on the needle and walked over.

“This is a pretty hefty dosage. I think it should hold you off for a while,” he said. He grabbed my arm forcefully sitting me upright. When I cried out he apologized but he had hurt me and didn’t really seem to care. He put the needle into my arm and my body was filled again with this. He didn’t bother to take it back. He only set it on the end table and resumed fucking me. He pushed it back into me and I didn’t feel anything- no pleasure, no pain. It pushed into me and I could have been tearing but I didn’t feel it. Once all the way in, he fucked me fast and very hard and slammed into me forcefully. I felt nothing. I heard the slaps as his body hit mine but nothing more. I wanted him to make me feel good but the honest true fact was just that. I did not feel anything. He fucked me for what felt like an eternity and no feeling- emotional or physical occurred. If I felt anything it was used.

I was being used.

Although I wasn’t enjoying it he continued. Each thrust brought him closer to orgasm and brought me closer to dying of boredom. Finally he stopped and I really had to ask him if he’d cum.

“Yeah. Of course, ‘Lijah. Do you want me to take you home now?” he asked. I was shocked. He’d only just pulled his dick out of my body and he already wanted me gone.

“Yeah,” I answered. I got up and he gestured for me to put on my real clothes which he’d washed while I was sleeping. I did and we went downstairs to his car. I was completely disgusted. He tried to talk to me in the car but after what had happened I didn’t really want anything from him. We pulled up to my house and I got out ignoring him as he tried to say goodbye.

After that, school was perfect. Not one of the boys bothered me and Martin didn’t even speak to me. I would have been devastated before but now I was just so repulsed by him that I didn’t even look at him. I still had no friends but I felt very neutral because I didn’t have many enemies.

A week after school let out for summer, because this all took place about three weeks before it did, it was about two in the morning and I was walking Polton Street which was a road nearby my house. I wasn’t going home quite yet but I was trying to find another open bar. I’d been using a fake ID because I’d been drinking a lot. I was kind of drunk but I’d only had two or three beers so I wasn’t that bad. I finally entered a little bar on the end of the street. I sat at the bar between a tall, rather dangerous looking biker-type guy and a fruity boy with a martini talking to another boy on his other side that seemed uninterested. I kind of was.

He had scarlet red hair that was short and very messy on the top like an uneven lawn. His skin was pale and he had light freckles dappling his nose. They weren’t like “eww, red head freckles” (I’m sorry if that offends red-heads), but they were cute and so light that they could barely be noticed. I didn’t know how to get his attention because I’d never hit on a guy before so I just leaned over and said “hi”.

“Hi,” he greeted back. He looked deep into my eyes for a second and then smiled. “You’re cute.”
“Thank you,” I replied shyly.
“You must be young, huh? Like fourteen?” he asked. I shook my head.
“I’m almost sixteen,” I responded. He nodded.
“Do you like sex?”
“I’m not sure,” I answered. I wasn’t sure. I’d never really felt it before.
“Do you like me?” he asked.
“I’m not sure,” I replied again. He smiled.

“Well. Would you like to have sex with me?” he asked. I smiled back.

“Sure,” I answered. He stood up and took my hand. He pulled me to the men’s room and we went into a stall. He locked the door and I stood in front of the toilet facing away from it. We got close and he kissed me.
“My name is Savion. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said as he undid my belt and unbuttoned my jeans.
“I’m Elijah,” I sighed as I undid his own. “I like your name.”

“Thank you. You’re sweet,” he giggled as he pulled my underwear and my jeans to my knees.

I pulled his to his knees and they fell to his ankles and I was pleasantly surprised by his eight inch dick. He was hard. He’d probably been looking for sex all night. I was delighted to give to him.
“Do you want to suck it or skip straight to the fucking?” he asked. I swallowed hard and gripped his t-shirt.

“I’m kind of new at this. I’ve never really been with a guy before,” I replied. He kissed the bridge of my nose and held me close. I was shocked at the intimacy I was getting with this guy who barely knew me. Savion kissed my neck and it made the “smooch” sound. His fingers ran through my hair and he put his face close to mine.

“You seem too new at this. I don’t want to do anything to you that you don’t want done. I mean, we’re in the cruddy bathroom at the scummiest place on Polton. I could understand if you don’t want to do this now,” he whispered sounding doubtful. I buried my face into his chest and slid my hands underneath his t-shirt to feel his body.
“Do you not want me anymore?” I whimpered. He chuckled.
“Of course I do! But I’m nineteen years old and you’re fifteen. Maybe it’s not best for me to fuck you so...”
“Distantly?” I finished Savion’s sentence with.

“Yeah,” he nodded. I reached down and pulled my jeans up and got his.
“Thanks,” he giggled. He buttoned them and redid my own. As I began to redo my buckle, he stopped me.
“Let me, darling,” he whispered. He buckled my belt and looked into my eyes. His were big and green like polished jade and they sparkled with a satisfied happiness.
“Would you like to come over to my place or is your mother expecting you home?” he asked. I grinned.
“I’d love to!” I said. He unlocked the stall and we walked out of the bar to vehicle (I didn’t want that to rhyme). Savion’s car swelled like apples because he had an air freshener hanging on the rear-view mirror. I kind of liked it. As we pulled away from where he was parked we began our conversation.

“So do you go to the Berkley high-school?” he asked me.
“Yeah,” I replied. He nodded.
“I graduated from there last year. What grade are you in?”

“Oh. I’m going into eleventh,” I responded. Petty talk like this went on for a while and it turned out he was a lot more than a random bar guy looking for a fuck. He liked to draw and he lived in a flat only a half a mile away. He had a cat named Jacobi but he promised it was friendly. His bed was a California King and he forgot to make it that morning.

We pulled up to the building that he lived in and went inside. Savion held my hand absentmindedly as we rode the elevator up to his floor but I definitely noticed. He was gorgeous and I kind of couldn’t wait to get to his flat.
Finally the elevator clanged to a stop and he walked me down the hall to his flat. He unlocked the door and we went inside.

It was cool inside and his air conditioning was on. It had been so humid and uncomfortable outside all I wanted now was to touch him and let him explore my body. And he knew it too. He took me to his bedroom and laid me back on the bed. We got undressed quickly and we both wore only our socks. He climbed on top of me and tasted my lips. His tongue bobbed against mine and I felt. I felt great!

He ran his fingers over my nipples and kissed his way down my body. He craved what was between my legs and it was not my cock. His bedroom was dark enough that neither of us could see. He slid between my legs and forced my legs to spread. The next thing I felt was his tongue and I nearly screamed when it penetrated me. He dipped it into my asshole and I took his hair into my hand and gripped. His tongue circled my hole slowly and my body trembled with excitement and pleasure. Although I enjoyed it quite a bit I was even more pleased when he pushed into me again. I arched my back and he held my hips.

I cried out each time he darted his tongue into me and he did it for about five minutes. He varied in the way he did it. He’d dart in and out then around my hole or he give me slow wet kisses on the inner part of my ass cheeks. He stopped and kissed up my balls and the shaft of my cock and then climbed up beside me. He gave me a gentle kiss on my jaw line and inhaled me deeply.

“Was that alright?” he asked. I gasped for air as I nodded.
“Yes. I’ve never felt anything quite like it,” I agreed. He smiled and kissed my neck.
“You’re so amazing,” Savion sighed. I wondered why he would think that whenever he’d only met me barely an hour ago. His incredible jade-coloured eyes stare into mine sweetly and wondrously and I’d never felt so desirable and admired. He marvelled at me like this for a while and we didn’t really talk. My head was swimming a little bit and I was pretty sure that I wanted something to drink.

“Do you have any beer?” I asked. He frowned and shook his head.

“No. But I have some wine if you’d like that,” he replied. I smiled and he placed his hand in between my shoulder blades. He brought me close to him and gave me a wet tonguing kiss. He rolled out of the bed and I followed after him. We were both practically naked and he opened the fridge and pulled out a tall bottle. After he’d poured me a glass we both stood naked in the kitchen admiring each other’s bodies. There was a lot more to admire on him than me because he was probably six feet tall and his body was slightly thicker than mine. He was smooth and abs-ilicious. His beautiful eyes looked up and down my body slowly and analytically. I kind of liked the way he looked at me.

“You’re very little. Your waist is so tiny. How much do you weigh?” he asked. I shrugged and took a rough guess.
“120ish. I don’t know. Is your hair dyed?” I asked.
“Yeah. I used to be a brunette. Are you goth?”

“I’m human. Labels are unkind,” I replied. We went back and forth with a few questions learning more and more about each other. Once I finished my glass of wine we went back to the bedroom and relaxed. He laid beside me and ran his fingers along my stomach.
“Are you a virgin?” he asked. I shook my head.

“I’ve had sex before I was just on a pain medication that prevented me from feeling anything,” I replied. He kissed me with a slow passion and pulled back again. He kneeled and went in front of me. He made my legs spread and lifted my bottom from the bed to spread my ass cheeks. He spat on my hole and rubbed it in with his fingers. He lowered me down a little bit and guided his cock to the entrance of my body with his right hand as he held me with his left.

He began to push in slowly and I didn’t feel a lot of pain. In fact I felt a lot of incredible. I tried to relax but it felt too great. I let a long moan as he slid deeper and deeper into me. I felt his body press completely against mine and I knew he was all the way in. He began pumping slowly and deeply. He brought it out of my body and back in deeply with a slight bit more speed. He did this a few times but then gained speed as he realized I was in no pain. It hit nerves I didn’t even know existed that could give me unimaginable pleasure. I moaned and brought him down so that I could suck his neck and muffle my noise. As he began to gain speed I felt better and better. I whimpered and whined into his mouth and he removed my from it.

“Why?” I gasped as he fucked me, hard now.
“I l-like it verbal!” he sputtered as he began to feel more pleasure. He was fucking me hard now but it felt so good. I clenched his shoulders in my hands as he groaned loudly and kind of high pitched and came inside of my bottom. He kissed my neck and after stopping for a moment to catch his breath again resumed fucking me. The thrusts seemed sharper and deeper now and his cum felt so warm and great inside of me. I clutched the sheets on the bed as my excitement and pleasure heightened.

“Slow down! I’m going to cum soon,” I cried. Savion laughed.
“Isn’t that what you want?” he asked still pushing in and out of me.

“N-Yeah,” I admitted in a breath. He laughed again and continued. He kissed my cheek and nibbled o my earlobe ad I finally saw those very welcome flashed of bright white, blue and yellow behind my now closed eyes. My head was swimming and as I blew immense amounts of cum onto my bare stomach. I was so exhausted that that was all it took. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths before practically passing out with Savion still on top of me. At least I could say that it had been a better experience so far.

Heeeyyy ya’ll. I hope you enjoyed this. I tried my best and I’m actually interested in it so part three should be out ubër quick. Please, please, please (PLEASE!) comment on and rate it.