Tag: sausagewithgirth

“John please, not
so fast. You can fuck me, but I haven’t been fucked before, so can you please go slow and let me get used to it. I need
to loosen up first or get lubed properly or somethi…GAHHHHHHHH”
Pete was cut off as John’s hard dick was mercilessly and uncaringly shoved up
his asshole.

“Get used to it all you want, fag, but your going to do it with my cock in your cunt. I don’t give a shit if your ass is virgin or if it’s been used by the whole damn neighborhood!
I’m gonna fuck your ass how and when I feel like and you’re gonna shut
the fuck up and take it like the cock loving faggot piece of shit you
are!“ Steve shouted at the boy under him and he shoved the remaining few inches
of his meat into the boy stretching his tight, tiny asshole out to fit his cock like a glove.

“Please stop….It’s too big and it hurts!”

“Of course it’s too big, it’s my cock, the cock of a real man. And a little pain is good for you. It should hurt when you are used as a fuck toy. The pain reminds you that you are sacrificing your own pleasure for the privilege of pleasuring me.”

“But it hurts so bad, like your ripping me in half with that monster.”

“Don’t worry, your cunt will stretch. It feels amazing wrapped around my cock, you hole is so tight. Your doing a great job. I won’t last long in a hole as good as yours. You should be proud of how good your making me feel. Once I shoot my thick, creamy load up there, your first fuck will be complete.  Your hole is a natural, it was made to take cock. Your going to be fucked a lot from now on. Guys will recognize your desire to serve and will bend you over. Your cunt is going to twitch every time you see a cock in the locker room, it’s going to feel empty and in need of filling whenever there is not a man reaming it out. 

You are going be a bitch for life.”

They stole his clothes, thinking it would embarrass him. They did not count on him being so incredibly well hung.  Even soft, his huge cock stretched out the pouch of his jock. So, he wore that jock proudly, with no hint of embarrassment. The whole prank backfired. The pranksters ended up humiliated and embarrassed, seeing their girls checking out his meat.  Instantly they all knew that they failed to measure up and that he would get even with them, by boning their willing girlfriends.

“Please unlock this thing, it’s too small for my cock. It hurts all the time. I can’t take it anymore, I am soooooo fucking horny.

I need to cum.

I can’t think about anything else. Please…..my cock is dripping pre-cum continuously.”  

“I already told you that I can help you cum at any time, you just have to ask.”

“You don’t mean….ask to unlock the cage, do you?” 

“No. You know what you need to ask.”

“Please…not that.”

“Yes, you need to ask me to fuck you in the ass.

“Please……”

“That’s a good start, now beg me to make you cum.”

“I can’t.”

“You can and you will. The question is how long you can hold out before you do. Will you beg me to teach you how to have an anal orgasm now, or will you have to endure another week of caged frustration before you give in?”

“Ummmm, please…………”

“Please what?”

“Please fuck my ass, sir” 

Relax bitch, fightin’ me is only making it worse on you.

Stop resisting me, you have already lost.  My huge tube of man meat is going “balls-deep” into you. By squeezing down on your cunt muscles your just making your fuck chute tighter. While it feels great on my cock, it will only make it harder for you to relax and stretch out.

You and I were friends once, I don’t want to hurt you more than necessary. 

I am going to cunt you, there is no choice on your part, other than how to make it hurt less. You will take all of me, how you take me is up to you. 

Plus you are going to want to keep muscles fresh, so you can use them to clench your fuck hole tight when my new friends start pounding into you. They don’t have a history with you, so unlike me, they will use you as hard as they want to make themselves feel good. It will be easier on you to be able to squeeze down your cunt around their meat and get them off quickly.

“Really?”

“Yeah dude, trust me.”

“I don’t know.”

“I do, I know you better than you know yourself. Have I ever steered you wrong?”

“It just does not sound right.”

“Just give it a try.”

“OK”

“Trust me, you are going to like your beer warm and recycled much better than cold and fresh. Now wrap your lips around my meat and swallow.”