Lucky Night: Part 7

“MMMMM!”  I grip the opposite side of the table as best I could and ready myself to be mounted.  It was finally happening!

With a flick of his head he flips an ashy blond lock from his forehead, though it tumbles straight back down again.  His tip at my hole and his hands holding my hips he whispers with a burning gaze.  “And now you are mine.”

“Mmmmm!”  I groan as I feel the pressure rapidly build against my back door.  I try to open myself up for him but I didn’t know how, my sphincter clenched against the pressure despite my wishes.

Time seems to stop as there this moment of give, as his tip forced its way inside of me.  The resistance broken he starts to shove in the rest.  “FUCKIN TAKE IT!”

PAIN!  “HNNNGHHFFFFF!!!”  My howl is muffled by the rolled up cloth of my gag as Sacha penetrates my virgin ass one agonizing inch after another.  So big!  So big!  So big!  So big!  “NNNNNGHHHHH!!!”

“Ohhhh Ben!”  He sighs in an ecstasy that matches my discomfort.  “You are…so tight…so warm…sooooo…perfect!”

“Mmmmmm!”  My legs tremble, rattling the whole table but going nowhere, as my asshole spasms from the sudden anus stretching penetration.  While I had fantasized about it thousands of times I was not prepared for the girth and depth of a real cock, especially the well endowed Sacha’s.  “Nnnnngh.”

“Ohhhh yeahhh.  This ass belongs to me now.”  Sacha swats my ass while savoring the feeling of being balls deep inside of me.  “Hahhhhh.”

“…hnnnnngh…”  I whimper through rapid panting breaths through my nose.

“Ben?”

“Hmmmm.”

“Oh Ben, are you okay?”

“Mmm.”  I nod despite the agonizing ache in my back door.  I would endure anything for him.  And after waiting so long to feel him inside of me the satisfaction I felt in my soul more than overcame any physical hardship.  Besides…already the worst of it was beginning to fade.  Gripping the table, biting the towel, I tilt my hips toward him and look back at him with one powerful message beaming through my eyes.  ‘FUCK ME!’

His eyes flare wide and a huge maniacal grin exposes his gleaming teeth.  “YES!”

I quiver as he pulls most of the way out.  My eyes rolling back as I feel every single slick inch of him scour through my clutching tender anus

“Mmrrrrmmm!”  He grinds into me as deep as he could go, flexing his big dick to fill me with all he had.  

And then…he fucks me.

Oh my God does he fuck me!

His slender hands gripped hard at my hips he plows into me powerfully enough to make my teeth rattle and the table clatter at the explosive moment of impact.  The passionate fervor with which he pounded into my ass spoke to how I was not the only one who had been dreaming of this moment since puberty.  Our oil slathered nethers slap in a loud steady clap, clap, clap, clap.

“Ohhhh fuuuuuck!”  He groans.  “This is so much better than I even….MMMMMM!”

All I could do is hang on as my best friend hammered into me again and again and again.  As he shagged me something magical began to happen, with each deep hard thrust it was feeling better and better and better.  As my ass spread and stretched and adapted, it relaxed to accommodate his plunging manhood and made me feel things I ain’t never felt before.  My moans and whimpers gradually transform from enduring distress to rapidly rising lust.  “NNNNGHHHH!!!”

“Yeah, that’s it baby.  Fucking scream for me.”

“MMMMMMM!!!”

“I own this ass now!  You are mine!  I OWN YOU BEN!”

“HNNNNGHHH!!!”  YESSSSS!  Oh God!  It felt so good!  It felt so fucking good!  “MMMMMM!!!”

“I love you!  Fuck!  Oh God I love you!”

“MMMMMM!!!”

“Those fucking whores never fucked you like, did they baby?”

“MMMMMM!”  I shake my head.

“No they didn’t.  Nobody can fuck you like I can.”  Suddenly my hair is grabbed and my head pulled back roughly.  “Answer me!”

“MMMMMMMMMMMM!!!”  I yowl through my gag as I gaze back at his fiercely beautiful face.

“That’s right.”  He pushes me back down hard onto the table, handing me like only a strong man could.  Feminine beauty with a masculine touch…heaven!

The table clunks up against the wall.  During our hard anal sex it had slowly migrated across the floor.  With it now secure against the wall his furious merciless thrusts became even more intense.  I huff and heave.  I flex and pull against my ties.  My rock hard cock slaps up against the underside of the table as all his power and weight drive against my ass cheeks.  I couldn’t stop quaking.  His cock felt so good.  Helplessly I claw at the wall and writhe on the table top, my legs trying to kick out but held firm by their bonds, as I am railed by my ashen haired twink.  SO GOOD!  Just when I think it couldn’t get better, just when I didn’t think I could take anymore, Sacha takes it to another level.

“Hah!  Hoh!  Hngh!”

“NNNGH!  RRRM!  MMM!”

We grunt in unison to the driving rhythm of Sacha’s long rapid strokes.  His voice sings high as mine provides the bass, our music backed up by the steady percussive clap, clap, clap, clap of our bodies meeting.  There was no burning sting now, only pure anal bliss and the deep satisfaction that came with bottoming for the man of my dreams.  My best friend holding me down, his cock touching so deep inside of me, using me, filling me, fucking me, making me his personal slut…it was everything I ever needed and more.  Clap, clap, clap, clap.  “Oh, ah, ohhh!”  “RRRM!”  My femboy friend fucks like a machine, hard and true and untiring.  My loins are alight in rapturous lust as a building ecstasy, centered squarely on my prostate, consumes me.  I couldn’t….I couldn’t take it!

“RRRRRRRRRMMMM!!!”  I scream through towel clenched in my teeth as I am suddenly seized by white hot climax.

“YES!  Cum for me!  Cum for me Ben!”

“MMNNNNGHHH!!!”  My body bucks violently as my ass and balls start to throb and my seed blasts out onto the floor beneath the table.  

“Ohhhh yesssss!  I feel you baby.  Cum for me you beautiful man!”

“MMMMMMMMM!!!”  I cum and cum and cum, longer and harder than I ever had before.  Sacha’s relentless fucking carrying my orgasm into new soaring heights until my body could take no more and I at last come down the other side of my climax.

And then…he just carries on fucking me!

“Hnnnnngh!”  I mewl as in my post-nut sensitivity the rough sex feels even rougher.  It is glorious!  He was so good!  He was so powerful!  He had literally fucked me into submission…and I LOVED IT!  Sacha was taking me to wonderful new places and making me feel like such a dirty little bitch in the process.  “Mmmmmm.”

Smack!  He lays a spank across my ass that lights it on fire.  Reaching forward he yanks the gag from my mouth.

“Whose ass is this?”

“Yours!”  I cry.

“Whose body is this?”

“OHHH YOURS!”

“Don’t you ever fucking cheat on me again Ben.”

“I’M YOURSSSS!!!”

“That’s my Ben.  I got you now baby.”

I don’t even know how much longer he fucks me there.  Long enough for me to bust another nut, my dick not even hard when it hits me.  I am in a haze of constant bliss, my well used hole in steady state of numb delight, when I sense his rhythm begin to change and his ragged breath chug like a steam engine and a few strokes later…he slams into me one last time, deeper and harder than any thrust before it.

“Ohhhhhhhh!!!”  His soft girlish voice cries out in ecstasy and I feel his ass filling manhood begin to throb.

“Oh God….oh God…yessss!”  I coo in deep satisfaction at feeling my friend empty inside of me and hearing his joyful song.  I did that.  I made him feel like that.  He was giving ME his orgasm.  I was the one he was filling with love and hot creamy cum.  What joy!  Only Sacha could make me feel like this.  “I love youuuu.”

“Ohhhhh Ben, I fucking love you too.”

When he is done dumping his load in his happy buddy Sacha releases me.  I crumple to the floor and find myself in his loving embrace.  He pets my sweaty hair and kisses my head as I melt into his slender body.  

“Well…that was worth waiting for.”  He laughs softly.  His voice sounded…happy and calm, like the best times of our youth.

“Yes.”  I sigh.

I liked how he held me.  I liked how he looked after me and took control for me.  In my cowed submissive state I was barely thinking straight, I don’t think I’d ever felt so raw or fragile, but Sacha looks after me.  He takes me to the fridge and gets me a drink.  He finds a thick towel to put around my shoulders and keep me warm.  He even wipes my booty of the oil and mess.  He cleans me up and tells me how sexy I was and how good I was for him.  He says funny things to make me laugh.  He says he was proud of me.  He says I am a wonderful lover.  He says I am a wonderful friend.  He looks at me in that way he always had.  I see that in his sparkling green eyes at least I was beautiful, and it really made me feel beautiful.  Not a small task for big hairy lug like me.  He makes me feel so special like only he could.  I follow him like a lost puppy, gazing at him in slavish infatuation, and he is only too happy to lead.

“I love you.”  I keep telling him, as if I could make up for all the years I’d wanted to tell him that in just one night.  “I love you.”

He smiles every single time he hears it, never once tiring of the words.  “I love you too Ben.”  He tells me.  “I always have.”

When I am feeling more myself he takes me to the living room to cuddle and smooch for a long long time…then he fucks me again.  After that he takes me to the shower…and shoots another load down my throat…then fucks me again.  And then he finally takes me to bed…where he binds me to my bedposts, eats me out, gives me a handjob…then fucks me again to finish with a big messy facial.  And so it goes.  I don’t even know how many times I cum that night.  Honestly the joy all blurred together at a certain point.  When it was all said and done we lay in covered in sweat and lube and each other’s spooge, me balled up at his side with my head on his lean chest, as the morning light streams in.

“I love you.”  I whisper and kiss his chest.  “I love you Sacha.”

His arm around me he pulls in tighter.  “I love you too Ben.”

I kiss, and kiss, and kiss him again.  “Please…don’t go away again.  I…I need you.”

“Mmmmmm.”  He hums happily.  “No my angel, nobody will ever tear us apart again.”  His muscles tense as he holds my head tight to him.  “I swear my life on it.”