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Johnnie The Faggot
By: Londebaaz Chohan
I was lucky to get a very nice position at a bank soon after my baccalaureate results and also got 1-bedroom apartment relatively closer to the job. New job, new place to live in a new city, far; much far away from my parent’s home. I liked it because I had always wanted to live my life my way and was considered as a rebel rouser by all in the family and this move to be far away was the last straw and everybody was upset and angry at me. So nobody had come to see me for almost a year and not even a phone call from any of my siblings.
It was surprising when my youngest sister called me. Actually she was the one; we were never on the best of terms at all. It was even more surprising when she said that her husband was going to be in the city for couple of days and it would be nice if I could accommodate him to save the economic burden because his job was not allowing him the expenses for the hotel stay. I was about to refuse and wiggle out but then the nice guy I am; I sort of agreed. Actually I had met John perhaps no more than twice or 3 times for all the years. He was locked being our family member and don’t know if I really liked him but I had given my consent just as a kind of favor to my sister; although I could hear in her tone that he was a dickhead, even to her. Honestly; all I liked or appreciated about John was that he was young and had very masculine looks even though I had heard that he was a pig and did not care to leave a lot of mess after himself, but now I was committed. By profession he was a roofer and I had seen him in his working outfit; that is no shirt and pretty beat up jeans showing his tanned hard body.
The day came for John to show up and I invited him in my apartment. It was well past the dinner time and I did not even bother to ask and just assumed that he must have taken dinner before showing up at my place. We just sat together for a while after I had shown him the apartment and the sofa; he was supposed to be spending night on and provided him blankets and pillows to be comfortable. After a while I said good night and went to my bedroom for sleeping; after showing him the extra key to the apartment. He had taken his shirt off and pants too and was looking very good showing his strong arms and wide chest in an under shirt and a boxer like underwear only.
The next morning, I woke up with my routine to find him gone out already and was burnt to notice that he had not even cared to fold the blankets and put the pillows together; plus, much worse, there was water splashed all over the bathroom floor as if he had taken a shower in the sink instead of the bath tub. Anyhow, being warned in advance; I only grumbled to myself hoping that he will leave in the next couple of days for sure.
Returning home from work, I found John already in the apartment but by now he had owned the whole living room with his clothes, socks spread all over the place and him stretched on the sofa in his shorts; TV on and him munching some chips and also talking on the phone. This was not all; he had taken the liberty to use up all 5 cans of beer in the refrigerator and empty cans were rolling all over the living room carpet. Soon as I came out of the bedroom after changing; John was waiting for me and began almost shouting at me, “Hey Ivan, What the fuck is wrong with you, where I am supposed to rest my feet if I feel like putting them up for a minute or two? You cheap shit, you do not have a foot stool by the sofa; nor you have a center table for the man to put his feet on”. He was almost sprawled all over the sofa, his arms raised and hands extended behind his neck; displaying very hairy pits and wide chest in a beat up T shirt with beet red nipples showing from the sides. It was not a task to mark the outline of his enormous bulge in the boxer briefs he wore. He did not give me even the enough time to look, appreciate and enjoy the scene in front of me; let alone he ruined my thoughts of sucking on those nipples and seeing his bulge and enjoy it in my custody.
“I know, I have not yet bought the center table but I am sure, you know I have moved in here very recently and……”.
“Bull shit”, he quickly cut me off; “Stupid excuse, my balls” he grabbed his bull size balls in his large hand and said with an angry tone, “How much time it takes to purchase a fucking table for putting your feet up after a long day’s work”? He was still angry.
I do not know if I was scared of him or just out of courtesy for him being my brother in law; I did not respond but he continued, “Now as a punishment, you come here and put your back to me as you sit on the carpet and I shall put my feet on your fucking shoulders. This will save you money and provide me my foot rest as well”.
His tone was very commanding and although I wished to stand up to him but looking at his half naked body exciting me to be at his feet; overwhelmed me. I do not know if I was in all my senses but I crawled up to him, turned around to have my back to his face and soon felt his heavy feet on my shoulders.
I could smell his bare feet and felt compelled to kiss them. Before I could, John picked up his legs and placed them on my back. They were heavy, but it felt all right. I must have stayed in that position for well over half an hour. He was rubbing his sweaty, smelly feet on my neck, face. I think; I needed to be treated as such and be his foot stool, absorbing the heavy odor of him into my body. My mind was going numb and I think, I heard him ordering me to face him and his feet once again came to my shoulders. With his legs raised; I could easily see his huge bulge bursting out of the shorts, as he scratched himself. I wished to stay there, forever. He was moving his feet a lot rubbing all his wet scent on to my neck, even the lips and I don’t know why I was already kissing his toes and even licking between them, tasting him on my tongue.
Every time I looked up a little, his boxer brief looked stretching impossibly over his growing cock in them. Suddenly his feet slipped off my shoulders and he slowly bent forward and gently slapped my face with his erection, “Do you like it”, he said as he held his gigantic cock shaft, raising it up for me to see all of it through the ripping of his brief; looking so wet soaked in the pre cum.
“Now be a good boy, Ivan”, he said with total knowledge. “I want you to take care of this”. He was grabbing the phone pole in his fist, ready to slap it again on my cheeks. “This is true fucking tower for a cock and you will show all the reverence, it needs”. He did not need an answer but I was already shaking my head in acceptance. With his both hands behind my neck; he pulled my face to his crotch. The amazing smell hit me once again coming from under his balls and from his boxers as well. I lost all my inhibitions and went directly sniffing his balls while John suffocated my face in the dirty wet pubes. Soon he was rubbing his hard, hard pulsing cock on my cheek, making me moan already, needing to suck on this marvel of male muscle. My face was getting wet with the dripping warm lube from the cock hole as he rubbed it all over my face. I opened my mouth and as John made circles on my cheek; I began to lick his salty cock head. His excessive aroma emitted from his balls was making me snort just like a pig as I went sucking; deeper in his crotch. By now he had almost ripped the underwear, taking out all of his equipment for me to enjoy. His hand at the back of my head, encouraging me to go even deeper to suck his monster sized dong.
Slowly John had joined my efforts and began fucking my mouth with his cock tip scratching the back of my throat.
“Take it all, Ivan boy”, He said it with a commanding voice and I drove in to lick his hairy balls; tasty, hot and spicy. I lapped under there to my content while stroking his ever swelling meat rod. His pre cum and my spit was being extremely helpful to deep throat his gigantic cock, filling my mouth completely. After a satisfying pure cock worship and licking his nuts; there was no doubt that he was ready to shoot but he kept pushing my mouth off his source and then pulling me in by my hair to slap my face with this wet leathery meat length. Then he announced that he was going to give me a facial and forced me to suck him some more making me choke as he hit the far back of my throat; quickly pulling me off but not before let me have a good dose of his free flowing pre cum. He was moving his body up off the sofa to fuck my face now, showing the urgency.
“Open your fucking mouth, open big; you mother fucking bitch”, he ordered and stood up on my face, growling and pulling his dick out of my mouth; stroking his meat in a fury. Now growling even louder, he began hitting my face with his hot cum, unloading it all on my face in no less than 7 or 8 huge spurts. I shall never forget the strongest smell burning the inner lining of my nostrils and him spreading it all over my lips, nose and face. It would be no exaggeration if I say that it was the largest one-time spill in the history of mankind because even after collecting every possible glob with my tongue and bringing it to my lips, I could not control most of it dripping down on the carpet. John stood there smiling and letting his still very heavy, hard cock on my face to let me kiss and lick it clean.
I was in a state of jubilation and could not believe hearing with my own ears when he said that he was going to wash himself clean and by the time he returned, he wanted me ready; all lubed up to give him a fuck, he deserved it in return for making me enjoy so much. He walked to the bathroom and I rushed into the kitchen to fetch me the little jar of the olive oil to paint my hard cock with.
As John returned, I could see his legs all wet; as a matter of fact, he was dripping from his belly button down. “I have washed myself squeaky clean for you to enjoy me”, he announced and came to lay on the sofa, raising his legs and holding them high by the ankles. I had no words to express my pleasure as I dove in to rip split his ass buns, getting overwhelmed for the feast that came my way without even hoping, wishing or asking for it. After only licking his hole and surrounded area; I gathered my courage to tell him that I could give him an awesome massage if he gets down on the rubber mat which I pulled from underneath the sofa to lay on the carpet. I knew John could not refuse my offer and he sure did not and quickly shifted down on the rubber mat to lay flat on his belly for me and I started working his naked smooth back, touching it at all the areas; I knew would make him enjoy and also make me feel in the heavens.
Slowly, I reached his sweet spot and took my time touching him, massaging him with just the right amount of pressure; driving him crazy for feeling me inside him badly and tell me to stick my cock inside there and fuck him hard. Beyond my expectation, John just moaned and struggled but held well. I am sure; he was hoping, it would be soon but I kept rubbing oh so fucking light with my fingers; getting closer and closer to his rose hole, teasing with feather light touch of kneading his ass cheeks. Finally, I stopped teasing him, reaching there with my fingers; slowly making circles around his hole and putting some more oil, started to play around there. I was sure; John to shout out if he could to order me to fuck him. Keeping the slow movements go on; I inserted one and soon another finger in his rectum hole, rolling them ever slowly for another couple of minutes, making John think that it was time but I was not done yet with him and wanted him to wait.
I knew, after having a taste of my fingers; his body was screaming for much more but I asked him to turn over on his back because I wanted to work his front side; a must part to complete the massage work. I could feel his body shuddering with the pain of need; thinking that I was not going to fuck him with my bone inside him. I poured some more oil and started massaging him, taking my time and making sure, I did not miss any area of his beautiful semi erect cock and hefty balls but making sure he did not cum in my hands. I made him feel my massaging talent by rubbing his balls very carefully; giving him the greatest feeling he never got before, finally, taking hold of his huge cock and made my both hands go around in circles on his long shaft ever so softly and slowly moving up and down applying various degree of pressure on his shaft making him rock solid and fully stretched too.
Now I did not want to resist and bowed my head down to his fat flag pole, letting him feel the warm breath which made his cock throb and shudder in my hands. John; I’m sure must have felt shooting his load right there as I put my lips on his cock head; I could tell the way he was cursing, growling and twisting his body, trying to get free from my hold. I licked his shaft; up and down to his balls and back up to his crown. John yelled; telling me to stop because he was unable to control and may cum again in my mouth. Next he filled my mouth with his fresh juices of vitamins, minerals and other necessary food ingredients and I swallowed all and licked him clean, helping him to turn back on his belly. Taking some more oil; I applied it on his round buns, working all around them, slowly running my fingers in his crack; once again inserting one, then the second and third finger; rolling them for going deeper and deeper inside his ass hole. Reaching his prostate, I put more pressure there making John to make some wheezing noises and pushing his hole onto my fingers. Feeling him stretching as needed; I started opening my fingers also while rolling them inside him.
Enough was enough and I climbed the mat over John’s ass on my knees, making him feel my hard cock knob rubbing up and down on his crack. With all the stimulations and friction; John was of course very horny now and pushing back on my cock trying to take it in his hole. He sure needed to be fucked now; I could tell, while I played just a bit more there making myself aroused. It was time now to make him feel the volume of my groin meat on his beautiful butt while I pulled his crack open and slow pushed myself in there making sure, not to hurt him but ouh and aah a little as my big head popped inside him and his rim get tight on my cock neck. “Oh’ fuck you Ivan”, I heard John loud and clear; “It feels far better than I hoped”. I knew John sure was in need and waiting me to get deeper in him and wiggled his buns to show his need and make me push in couple of inches before going still to allow him to adjust and then pushed rest of the length to the hilt.
Now it was time to fuck and I began with a bit slow, full length insertions until grinding m balls on his hole before reverse wrenching to go back in but the rhythm changed much quickly. The slow fucking became fast to faster and then brutal, all in a jiffy. I knew what I was doing and John sure did not want it to end or be at all any different inside him. As I pushed my hands under him to raise his for still vehement fucking; I touched his cock under there to feel a pool of his pre cum flowing on the mat. It made me swell up even more right then but I did not want to shoot yet and was successful in edging and stay hard for a continued hard fucking of John. I picked up the pace and some range of motion too for slamming deeper in Johnnie ass. I made him ask me to fuck him, I made him to give me his ass, all of it. I owned his ass for fucking it for no less than at least an hour or more; totally destroying and newly designing his fuck hole. As a true bottom; John was reading my breathing speed and other also noting other signs like growing even longer and thicker inside him to tell him that I was getting close to ejaculate when he asked me if I wanted to breed him or spill on his face and I surely opted to cum inside him for breeding of course.
“Oh!! Fuck you Ivan”, I heard John, “You are scalding me”, as I squirted hard and deep inside him. I lost count but almost surely, I filled him completely till I it was over flowing slushing, soaking my pubic bone and balls. Soon after the germination was over; I fell on John’s back, holding him tight in my strong arms, until I caught my breathing and my cock slipped out of John. I was only thinking to get up and walk to the bathroom for cleaning when John turned around and started to lick me all clean.
By the time, John was ready to leave on the 3rd day; I had sucked him 11 times and fucked him 8 or 9 times but far more than that; I shall never forget him begging me to keep his secret and promising that in return, he would be my faggot bottom as often as he could be here to visit me if I called him. The son of a bitch, bastard; is all I did remember to call him. Why would I need him; instead of much younger boys than him to fit tight on my flesh missile.
The End. Your comments are welcome. Londebaaz Chohan Jan. 19/ 2019
By: Londebaaz Chohan
I was lucky to get a very nice position at a bank soon after my baccalaureate results and also got 1-bedroom apartment relatively closer to the job. New job, new place to live in a new city, far; much far away from my parent’s home. I liked it because I had always wanted to live my life my way and was considered as a rebel rouser by all in the family and this move to be far away was the last straw and everybody was upset and angry at me. So nobody had come to see me for almost a year and not even a phone call from any of my siblings.
It was surprising when my youngest sister called me. Actually she was the one; we were never on the best of terms at all. It was even more surprising when she said that her husband was going to be in the city for couple of days and it would be nice if I could accommodate him to save the economic burden because his job was not allowing him the expenses for the hotel stay. I was about to refuse and wiggle out but then the nice guy I am; I sort of agreed. Actually I had met John perhaps no more than twice or 3 times for all the years. He was locked being our family member and don’t know if I really liked him but I had given my consent just as a kind of favor to my sister; although I could hear in her tone that he was a dickhead, even to her. Honestly; all I liked or appreciated about John was that he was young and had very masculine looks even though I had heard that he was a pig and did not care to leave a lot of mess after himself, but now I was committed. By profession he was a roofer and I had seen him in his working outfit; that is no shirt and pretty beat up jeans showing his tanned hard body.
The day came for John to show up and I invited him in my apartment. It was well past the dinner time and I did not even bother to ask and just assumed that he must have taken dinner before showing up at my place. We just sat together for a while after I had shown him the apartment and the sofa; he was supposed to be spending night on and provided him blankets and pillows to be comfortable. After a while I said good night and went to my bedroom for sleeping; after showing him the extra key to the apartment. He had taken his shirt off and pants too and was looking very good showing his strong arms and wide chest in an under shirt and a boxer like underwear only.
The next morning, I woke up with my routine to find him gone out already and was burnt to notice that he had not even cared to fold the blankets and put the pillows together; plus, much worse, there was water splashed all over the bathroom floor as if he had taken a shower in the sink instead of the bath tub. Anyhow, being warned in advance; I only grumbled to myself hoping that he will leave in the next couple of days for sure.
Returning home from work, I found John already in the apartment but by now he had owned the whole living room with his clothes, socks spread all over the place and him stretched on the sofa in his shorts; TV on and him munching some chips and also talking on the phone. This was not all; he had taken the liberty to use up all 5 cans of beer in the refrigerator and empty cans were rolling all over the living room carpet. Soon as I came out of the bedroom after changing; John was waiting for me and began almost shouting at me, “Hey Ivan, What the fuck is wrong with you, where I am supposed to rest my feet if I feel like putting them up for a minute or two? You cheap shit, you do not have a foot stool by the sofa; nor you have a center table for the man to put his feet on”. He was almost sprawled all over the sofa, his arms raised and hands extended behind his neck; displaying very hairy pits and wide chest in a beat up T shirt with beet red nipples showing from the sides. It was not a task to mark the outline of his enormous bulge in the boxer briefs he wore. He did not give me even the enough time to look, appreciate and enjoy the scene in front of me; let alone he ruined my thoughts of sucking on those nipples and seeing his bulge and enjoy it in my custody.
“I know, I have not yet bought the center table but I am sure, you know I have moved in here very recently and……”.
“Bull shit”, he quickly cut me off; “Stupid excuse, my balls” he grabbed his bull size balls in his large hand and said with an angry tone, “How much time it takes to purchase a fucking table for putting your feet up after a long day’s work”? He was still angry.
I do not know if I was scared of him or just out of courtesy for him being my brother in law; I did not respond but he continued, “Now as a punishment, you come here and put your back to me as you sit on the carpet and I shall put my feet on your fucking shoulders. This will save you money and provide me my foot rest as well”.
His tone was very commanding and although I wished to stand up to him but looking at his half naked body exciting me to be at his feet; overwhelmed me. I do not know if I was in all my senses but I crawled up to him, turned around to have my back to his face and soon felt his heavy feet on my shoulders.
I could smell his bare feet and felt compelled to kiss them. Before I could, John picked up his legs and placed them on my back. They were heavy, but it felt all right. I must have stayed in that position for well over half an hour. He was rubbing his sweaty, smelly feet on my neck, face. I think; I needed to be treated as such and be his foot stool, absorbing the heavy odor of him into my body. My mind was going numb and I think, I heard him ordering me to face him and his feet once again came to my shoulders. With his legs raised; I could easily see his huge bulge bursting out of the shorts, as he scratched himself. I wished to stay there, forever. He was moving his feet a lot rubbing all his wet scent on to my neck, even the lips and I don’t know why I was already kissing his toes and even licking between them, tasting him on my tongue.
Every time I looked up a little, his boxer brief looked stretching impossibly over his growing cock in them. Suddenly his feet slipped off my shoulders and he slowly bent forward and gently slapped my face with his erection, “Do you like it”, he said as he held his gigantic cock shaft, raising it up for me to see all of it through the ripping of his brief; looking so wet soaked in the pre cum.
“Now be a good boy, Ivan”, he said with total knowledge. “I want you to take care of this”. He was grabbing the phone pole in his fist, ready to slap it again on my cheeks. “This is true fucking tower for a cock and you will show all the reverence, it needs”. He did not need an answer but I was already shaking my head in acceptance. With his both hands behind my neck; he pulled my face to his crotch. The amazing smell hit me once again coming from under his balls and from his boxers as well. I lost all my inhibitions and went directly sniffing his balls while John suffocated my face in the dirty wet pubes. Soon he was rubbing his hard, hard pulsing cock on my cheek, making me moan already, needing to suck on this marvel of male muscle. My face was getting wet with the dripping warm lube from the cock hole as he rubbed it all over my face. I opened my mouth and as John made circles on my cheek; I began to lick his salty cock head. His excessive aroma emitted from his balls was making me snort just like a pig as I went sucking; deeper in his crotch. By now he had almost ripped the underwear, taking out all of his equipment for me to enjoy. His hand at the back of my head, encouraging me to go even deeper to suck his monster sized dong.
Slowly John had joined my efforts and began fucking my mouth with his cock tip scratching the back of my throat.
“Take it all, Ivan boy”, He said it with a commanding voice and I drove in to lick his hairy balls; tasty, hot and spicy. I lapped under there to my content while stroking his ever swelling meat rod. His pre cum and my spit was being extremely helpful to deep throat his gigantic cock, filling my mouth completely. After a satisfying pure cock worship and licking his nuts; there was no doubt that he was ready to shoot but he kept pushing my mouth off his source and then pulling me in by my hair to slap my face with this wet leathery meat length. Then he announced that he was going to give me a facial and forced me to suck him some more making me choke as he hit the far back of my throat; quickly pulling me off but not before let me have a good dose of his free flowing pre cum. He was moving his body up off the sofa to fuck my face now, showing the urgency.
“Open your fucking mouth, open big; you mother fucking bitch”, he ordered and stood up on my face, growling and pulling his dick out of my mouth; stroking his meat in a fury. Now growling even louder, he began hitting my face with his hot cum, unloading it all on my face in no less than 7 or 8 huge spurts. I shall never forget the strongest smell burning the inner lining of my nostrils and him spreading it all over my lips, nose and face. It would be no exaggeration if I say that it was the largest one-time spill in the history of mankind because even after collecting every possible glob with my tongue and bringing it to my lips, I could not control most of it dripping down on the carpet. John stood there smiling and letting his still very heavy, hard cock on my face to let me kiss and lick it clean.
I was in a state of jubilation and could not believe hearing with my own ears when he said that he was going to wash himself clean and by the time he returned, he wanted me ready; all lubed up to give him a fuck, he deserved it in return for making me enjoy so much. He walked to the bathroom and I rushed into the kitchen to fetch me the little jar of the olive oil to paint my hard cock with.
As John returned, I could see his legs all wet; as a matter of fact, he was dripping from his belly button down. “I have washed myself squeaky clean for you to enjoy me”, he announced and came to lay on the sofa, raising his legs and holding them high by the ankles. I had no words to express my pleasure as I dove in to rip split his ass buns, getting overwhelmed for the feast that came my way without even hoping, wishing or asking for it. After only licking his hole and surrounded area; I gathered my courage to tell him that I could give him an awesome massage if he gets down on the rubber mat which I pulled from underneath the sofa to lay on the carpet. I knew John could not refuse my offer and he sure did not and quickly shifted down on the rubber mat to lay flat on his belly for me and I started working his naked smooth back, touching it at all the areas; I knew would make him enjoy and also make me feel in the heavens.
Slowly, I reached his sweet spot and took my time touching him, massaging him with just the right amount of pressure; driving him crazy for feeling me inside him badly and tell me to stick my cock inside there and fuck him hard. Beyond my expectation, John just moaned and struggled but held well. I am sure; he was hoping, it would be soon but I kept rubbing oh so fucking light with my fingers; getting closer and closer to his rose hole, teasing with feather light touch of kneading his ass cheeks. Finally, I stopped teasing him, reaching there with my fingers; slowly making circles around his hole and putting some more oil, started to play around there. I was sure; John to shout out if he could to order me to fuck him. Keeping the slow movements go on; I inserted one and soon another finger in his rectum hole, rolling them ever slowly for another couple of minutes, making John think that it was time but I was not done yet with him and wanted him to wait.
I knew, after having a taste of my fingers; his body was screaming for much more but I asked him to turn over on his back because I wanted to work his front side; a must part to complete the massage work. I could feel his body shuddering with the pain of need; thinking that I was not going to fuck him with my bone inside him. I poured some more oil and started massaging him, taking my time and making sure, I did not miss any area of his beautiful semi erect cock and hefty balls but making sure he did not cum in my hands. I made him feel my massaging talent by rubbing his balls very carefully; giving him the greatest feeling he never got before, finally, taking hold of his huge cock and made my both hands go around in circles on his long shaft ever so softly and slowly moving up and down applying various degree of pressure on his shaft making him rock solid and fully stretched too.
Now I did not want to resist and bowed my head down to his fat flag pole, letting him feel the warm breath which made his cock throb and shudder in my hands. John; I’m sure must have felt shooting his load right there as I put my lips on his cock head; I could tell the way he was cursing, growling and twisting his body, trying to get free from my hold. I licked his shaft; up and down to his balls and back up to his crown. John yelled; telling me to stop because he was unable to control and may cum again in my mouth. Next he filled my mouth with his fresh juices of vitamins, minerals and other necessary food ingredients and I swallowed all and licked him clean, helping him to turn back on his belly. Taking some more oil; I applied it on his round buns, working all around them, slowly running my fingers in his crack; once again inserting one, then the second and third finger; rolling them for going deeper and deeper inside his ass hole. Reaching his prostate, I put more pressure there making John to make some wheezing noises and pushing his hole onto my fingers. Feeling him stretching as needed; I started opening my fingers also while rolling them inside him.
Enough was enough and I climbed the mat over John’s ass on my knees, making him feel my hard cock knob rubbing up and down on his crack. With all the stimulations and friction; John was of course very horny now and pushing back on my cock trying to take it in his hole. He sure needed to be fucked now; I could tell, while I played just a bit more there making myself aroused. It was time now to make him feel the volume of my groin meat on his beautiful butt while I pulled his crack open and slow pushed myself in there making sure, not to hurt him but ouh and aah a little as my big head popped inside him and his rim get tight on my cock neck. “Oh’ fuck you Ivan”, I heard John loud and clear; “It feels far better than I hoped”. I knew John sure was in need and waiting me to get deeper in him and wiggled his buns to show his need and make me push in couple of inches before going still to allow him to adjust and then pushed rest of the length to the hilt.
Now it was time to fuck and I began with a bit slow, full length insertions until grinding m balls on his hole before reverse wrenching to go back in but the rhythm changed much quickly. The slow fucking became fast to faster and then brutal, all in a jiffy. I knew what I was doing and John sure did not want it to end or be at all any different inside him. As I pushed my hands under him to raise his for still vehement fucking; I touched his cock under there to feel a pool of his pre cum flowing on the mat. It made me swell up even more right then but I did not want to shoot yet and was successful in edging and stay hard for a continued hard fucking of John. I picked up the pace and some range of motion too for slamming deeper in Johnnie ass. I made him ask me to fuck him, I made him to give me his ass, all of it. I owned his ass for fucking it for no less than at least an hour or more; totally destroying and newly designing his fuck hole. As a true bottom; John was reading my breathing speed and other also noting other signs like growing even longer and thicker inside him to tell him that I was getting close to ejaculate when he asked me if I wanted to breed him or spill on his face and I surely opted to cum inside him for breeding of course.
“Oh!! Fuck you Ivan”, I heard John, “You are scalding me”, as I squirted hard and deep inside him. I lost count but almost surely, I filled him completely till I it was over flowing slushing, soaking my pubic bone and balls. Soon after the germination was over; I fell on John’s back, holding him tight in my strong arms, until I caught my breathing and my cock slipped out of John. I was only thinking to get up and walk to the bathroom for cleaning when John turned around and started to lick me all clean.
By the time, John was ready to leave on the 3rd day; I had sucked him 11 times and fucked him 8 or 9 times but far more than that; I shall never forget him begging me to keep his secret and promising that in return, he would be my faggot bottom as often as he could be here to visit me if I called him. The son of a bitch, bastard; is all I did remember to call him. Why would I need him; instead of much younger boys than him to fit tight on my flesh missile.
The End. Your comments are welcome. Londebaaz Chohan Jan. 19/ 2019
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