How the fuck am I supposed to say no to that?
I coach him through the first steps. Cory is an eager and willing student. He gradually works me into his mouth, pushing himself further each time he slides my dick between his lips. My fingertips gently press him forward, encouraging him. His tongue rolls against me. He still has a few inches to go, but I'm already breathing hard.
"Now pretend like you're swall..." the rest of whatever I was going to say, all coherent thought, is lost as I slide into his throat. His pleased hum vibrates on my head and I moan. Cory slides my dick back before he takes me into his throat again. The sight of his small mouth stretched around my shaft, disappearing into my pubic hair, is just as arousing as the muscles in his throat massaging my head. I love a good pair of DSLs, but his perfect bow lips send me over the edge.
I'm panting hard, fighting the urge to fuck his pretty little mouth. He bobs on my dick a bit, but that's all I need before I blow. I meant to warn him, but the only thing I can get out is a loud moan. I fist my fingers in his hair and pump my cum into his throat. Far from offended, Cory eagerly swallows, looking pleased with himself.
I lift his head off my dick and kiss him until he's breathless. "Are you still going to look that smug when I fuck you senseless?" I pinch his nipple hard and he gasps.
"Only one way to find out."
I lead him over to the bed and pull back the bed spread. He gets one knee on the mattress and I stop him. I bend him over there, half kneeling on the bed and half standing on the floor. He leans down and rests his cheek on the bed, sticking his ass in the air.
I pull the bottle of lube off my nightstand and dribble it down over his hole. He shivers as the cool liquid slips over his crack and over the back of his balls. I distribute it evenly with my fingers, making sure to coat those as well.
Cory whimpers when I slowly sink my middle finger into his waiting hole. I work him a little before I add in the second finger. His toes curl as I start slowly easing in and out of him. I grab his asscheek with my free hand and spread him open. I add a third finger and he starts cursing in a mix of Spanish and English.
My hand twitches on his ass, fighting a sudden and overwhelming urge to spank him. I don't understand this anymore than I understand the need to bite his neck yesterday. Something about Cory's body screams "hurt me," like he's releasing some weird pheromone that flips a switch in the darker parts of my psyche. I knead his ass, spreading him so far open that it has to hurt. I worry briefly, but he's so into it.
And so I give in. I give him a light smack on his ass as I finger fuck him and feel his answering tremble under my palm. I smack him again, this time hard enough to leave a handprint. He moans loudly and thrusts his ass onto my fingers. My dick, now hard again, jumps. His is leaking so much pre-cum it looks like it could drip at any moment. I work his ass harder with my fingers.
"
Cogerme
," he pants, clenching his fists in the bedspread.
"What was that?" I pick back up the bottle. I spread my fingers out a little and shoot lube down into his ass. His whole body quivers.
"
Cogerme sin sentido"
he pleads. I don't even think he realizes what he's saying, or that he's doing it in Spanish. "
Cogerme duro.
"
"
En ingles,"
I demand and smack him again.
***
First, he fucks me until I cry, then he bites me until I bleed. He calls me "good boy" like I'm some fucking dog and I eat that shit up.
Now, I'm getting spanked.
Aside from horseplay, no one has smacked me. Hell, my own dad never hit me as a kid. I have no lingering psychological traumas that can explain why the warm sting of his palm drives me crazy. I want more of these little bits of pain - taunting, rough handling, biting, slapping. I just can't bring myself to say the words. So I beg in Spanish.
"Por favor,
" I whimper. Even the embarrassment of begging him to do more makes me hot.
"English," he demands in response. He thrusts his fingers deep inside and grinds his knuckles against my rim, as if to taunt me. I'm whimpering, and I hate it, but I can't stop.
"Please, Efrain."
"That's at least one English word," he laughs.
"God damn it," I moan in frustration. "Fuck me."
"Good boy." He gives my ass a squeeze as he pulls out his fingers, leaving me to shiver and pant while he puts on a condom. "See? That wasn't so hard." I can't tell if I'm shaking because I'm still feeling his fingers or if I'm anticipating what he's about to do to me. Condom on and lubed up, he rubs against me.
Then slaps his dick against my hole. I feel the shock of that slap all the way in my toes. He slaps me with his dick again.
I'm shaking hard when he sinks his head into me. My ass clenches hard around him and he sinks a little deeper. I bury my face in the covers and moan. Even with the fabric pressed around my mouth, I feel like I'm too loud. However, he pulls me up until my back is pressed into his chest. He thrusts deeper into my body and I gasp.
"No muffling," he tells me. "I want to hear you scream."
His words hum in my ear. I know I'm already in trouble, but I can't help egging him on. "Give me a reason."
Efrain slowly slides in and out of me. His arms wrap around my waist and he pulls me tighter to his body. It feels so good that I can't help moaning, but I wonder for a moment if he's really going to talk a big game then slow fuck me to death.
I'm about to say something smart when slams into my ass hard, knocking the air completely out of my chest. He hits me again and again and again. His arms help drive my ass down on his dick so brutally that I'm too winded to cry out. Little black spots swim in front of my eyes as he assaults my hole and I feel like I could pass out.
And just as suddenly, he slows down, resuming the long, slow fucking from before. This time, my ass is so keyed up that even the smallest movement makes me cry out. My voice rises as he drives me closer to cumming. I reach up to stroke my cock, but he slaps my hands away and tells me no. He laughs when I start whining. With how hard I'm clenched around him, there's no way he doesn't know how close I am to climaxing.
Infuriatingly, he grabs both of my arms and twists them behind me, crossing them across the small of my back. He pins my arms there, pitching my body forward, and begins fucking me hard again. It's just as fast and vicious as before, but I'm able to breathe this time. I just end up screaming more than breathing while he thoroughly wrecks my ass.
I'm shaking, barely able to hold myself up. My shoulders and hips hurt. It hurts and feels impossibly good all at the same time and I edge closer to the brink. He's right there with me; his dick feels thicker than before and his bucking thrusts go wild. He growls as he plows into me. His moans get tighter and closer together.
I feel the tell-tale pulse along his shaft. Soon, he's cumming hard, but he doesn't stop. I'm so lost that the only words I can remember are "oh fuck". I want him to slap me again, to jerk my dick, to fuck me harder, to let me cum, but the only thing I can get out are those two little words. I start repeating them over and over, trying and failing to communicate these needs.
And then, I cum. It spills out of me, spreads across the sheets. He lets go of my arms and I fall forward. With my face safely buried in the covers again, I scream louder than I've ever screamed. Efrain milks my dick, squeezing out the last remnants. He slaps me and my ass returns the favor.
