Mike continued to toy with the idea of living with him and having me jump through sexually perverted hoops during that time. I did enjoy his long slender cock in my ass and having his cum injected into me. My ass was being trained two or three times a week. The pain was still there but I had grown to embrace it. His visits to my apartment were more spontaneous. Mike would call me and only give me a twenty to thirty minute window to prep for him. I became more aware of how paranoid Mike was about the possibility of me finding someone else. Mike never truly appreciated that I was his and even by saying it to him he was distrustful. Mike would tell me about a new guys he was fucking just to hurt me and see how I reacted.
The sex was less intimate and more savage like. Mike seemed to prefer positions where he could take me from behind. Like bent over my couch, up against the wall, or ass up with my face down in the pillow. He would make a deposit and quickly dress to leave. I didn’t question him about why he had to rush until one late even he showed up in a scary state. He seemed very anxious when he arrived. I was naked, per his request, and going to my knees to suck his cock. I was unzipping his pants and pulled his cock out. He was unusually soft when I did it. I began to fondle his balls and kiss his tip softly like normally did. I looked up at Mike and saw strain in his eyes as I took his tip gently into my mouth and pursed my lips around his shaft. I reached around him and felt his strong ass muscles as he moved into me. I felt him get harder and looked up with watering eyes as I swallowed more inches and drooled. He couldn’t look at me for more than a second as he either looked around the room or closed his eyes. It took much longer than before to get him erect and I had felt like I had failed him. He told me to stop and I stood up and assumed the position of bending over the couch and opening my ass cheeks up for him to penetrate me. Mike moved into me and his cock slid into my welcoming hole. He buried himself and held it in. As of late, Mike usually made quick work of my ass going harder and faster which was intensely painful, erotic, and I liked it rough! He stopped and asked me a question.
“”Why?”
I didn’t know what he meant and stayed silent. I moved my ass back into him moaning how huge his cock felt in my ass. Mike picked up on me moving and began to pump very slowly in and out of me. I looked back and saw him gazing at his cock disappearing into my tiny hard pale ass and back out again. He looked at the wondrous sight of it and continued to inquire. “Why are you doing this?”
I took a moment, with the sensation of his cock drilling deep into my ass, I moaned in a higher pitch voice and told him I loved his cock in my ass, I loved how he made me feel. Mike and I had said those fateful words in the heat of our sexual escapades which for me turned me on more.
Mike continued to fuck me as he continued with the odd questioning. “You really don’t know anything about me. Why let me cum in your ass? Don’t you care about the risks??”
Again, I let Mike take a few more pumps into me. It was hard to answer because my mind was recording how it felt to having his flesh jammed up into my ass. Then I gave what I thought was a good ansser. I told him that the danger only added to experience and it aroused me. As for knowing Mike, I said whatever he wanted to share about himself to me was cool. In all fairness, Mike didn’t know much about me except my sexual history and where I was originally from. He never asked me about what I was studying in college or how much pain he sometimes caused me both physically or emotionally from some of the cruel games he played on me.
Mike picked up the pace and slapped his pelvis into my ass, our flesh clapped together. Mike seemed to want to pick my Brian while he plowed himself into my hole harder. “Would you let me piss on you and into your mouth?”
The thoughts excited me and I said of course!
He asked me about scat.
I wasn’t overly fond of the idea but was willing to try it.
Mike then asked if I would be willing to have sex with a friend of his.
I had to pause my response and think while my head bobbed up and down from the pounding he was giving me. Mike fucked me angry. I was moaning and breathing heavy. I could sense Mike was close from the firm grip on my hips. I sputtered out, ” If……that. …is …..what ….you ….want …..me …..to….do.”
Mike unloaded in a few short jerks and quivers into my ass. He held himself balls deep into me. His cock pulsated with every ounce of his seeds. I was so erect from the ass fucking and my cock rubbing against the pillows on my couch. I was close but didn’t cum.
After Mike’s aftershocks ended he pulled out. My legs felt like jello and I continued to lay bent over the couch. Mike pulled me off the couch and I collapsed to the floor.i sucked my ass and his cum off his cock. I made Mike quiver as I extracted a bit more of his cum into my throat. Mike stepped out of his pants and removed his unbuttoned shirt. We went into the shower. There he tested me with rimming his ass, letting him relieve himself on my face, body and mouth. The taste was less appealing than expected but I swallowed for Mike’s pleasure. He wee semi hard but he fucked my face incredibly hard. It was not sensual but to test my limits. Mike got what he wanted when I was forced to throw up in the shower. The water pouring down my face hid my tears as I hacked over and over. The dry heaving was the worse feeling. Mike stepped out and began to towel off not interested in how weak and distraught I was laying over the edge of my tub breathing heavily.
Mike dropped the towel and walked into my small living room. I was a mess, weak, and aching all over when I heard him zipping up his pants. I managed to stumble out of bathroom and used the same towel Mike had to wrap around my narrow waist. I felt like I had nothing to lose and asked how serious he ass about sharing me with someone else,
Mike didn’t look at me right away as he focused on buttoning up his shirt. Then he looked at me in a way that made me feel used and cheap. His stare was empty and his expersaion was robotic. “I have enjoyed our time together and I feel like we both got what we wanted out it.” He looked at me trying to read me, I am sure he saw hurt on my face but I wasn’t positive. “I have found someone that I want to spend more time with. I have a few friends that are interested to meet you. We can still hook up as friends if you like.” The was he phrased it wasn’t a question as more of a statement.
I started crying and asked what I had done wrong.
Mike looked put off by my groveling. “You should know that I haven’t been with someone like you for so long before.” I knew he was referring to my bisexual history or at least that is what I thought. “I have enjoyed your ass immensely and barebacking you was amazing.” Mike always knew I loved when he complimented my ass.
I wiped my face and tried to smile and told Mike how much I loved his cock in me and how beautiful it was. I rambled on that it would be hard to find someone as sexy as he was.
Mike smirked and he almost blushed. We were breaking up and yet, I didn’t want him to leave. I wanted to throw myself at him but knew that would tick him off. Mike started telling me about a friend that wanted to meet me. He used it to break the tension. I tried to listen but thinking about Mike was overloading my senses. All I heard was black, massive thick cock, and liked it rough. Mike told me his name and I agreed to meet him. Mike seemed mixed on my willingness to meet him so quickly but I thought putting some miles between us might help me get over him. Then Mike shocked me when he told me the guy already knew where I lived. It had never dawned on me that Mike would share that information. Not only my address, but my phone number too. I felt my cheeks get flush. We didn’t hug good bye or shake hands as Mike left my apartment.
Just two nights later after sulking about Mike. James called me!
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