Jamar kissed me, told me to rest, and showed his dad and brother out. I just lied there. My ass and mouth were so sore I wasn't quite sure what to think. My heart was pounding. My head was racing. I knew this had happened. I knew that I had been interested in dick on and off for years already. But I had no idea where I was right now.
And then Jamar came back, silently sauntering into bed with me. His dick still not quite soft. Was he really going to go hard again? He must have already been hard for way more than 6 of the last 12 hours. Not that I minded at all. Just that I had never imagined such sexual energy. And he was going harder as he climbed in next to me.
But once again I was to be surprised.
Jamar snuggled next to me, his big firm hands slowly bringing me in close to him. His dick did indeed go rock hard again as he hugged me, and as he softly spoke to me:
'Dammit. Of course I'm going hard again, you adorable little cunt. And of course I could keep fucking you for hours, although I swear I've never been like this. Ever. My dick feels like it's going to bust it gets so hard and so big, but I have to talk to you, baby. Dad said he would call you out of school, or get your dad to, although of course Adrian insists that you have to be to practice this afternoon, which I guess makes sense.
But please listen to me.
I love you.
And I don't know how else to say it. But my heart is so much harder than my dick right now that I halfway think I should go to the doctor. I really really love you, baby.'
And with that I could feel his heart racing in his chest, so close to mine, and I could even see a tear form in the corner of his eye.
'Please hug me, baby.'
I lost it. I started to say 'I love you', but halfway through I started weeping, and just tried to hold Jamar close to me.
I had no idea what to say. I wanted him to fuck me to calm my emotions down. I wanted to feel him ram me with something even bigger than his huge dick, even bigger that two of his huge dicks, so I would know how crazy this all was.
But my heart swelled up. My dick swelled up. And my heart started beating so slowly next to his that I was lost in him. And I just held tighter and tighter, as he slowly kissed me, even if my face was covered in dried cum.
I had never kissed like that in my life. Little tiny kisses, as if I were his baby boy. Deep long kisses, as if I were trying to swallow him whole. Slow kisses accepting his long tongue and all the spit I could lick out of his sweet mouth.
Our lips locked. Our tongues locked. He kissed my eyes. I kissed his nose. We went slow. We went fast. I kissed in ways I had never dreamed of with any girl I had ever been with. I kissed him like I remembered kissing my mother when I was a baby. He kissed me like he would have kissed his own child.
I never wanted it to end. It was like our faces were fucking. But I knew they were making love. Or something crazy. I was lost in him. And all I wanted to do was lose myself even more. And then we kissed so deeply he took my breath away, and I gave it to him. I felt him fill up my lungs with his air. And I gradually gave in to filling his up with mine. My whole body was full of his air. And he was helping me fill his entire body with mine.
I had never felt so one with a person in my entire life. And of course gradually his dick found my so willing hole, and slowly went inside. Of course I surrendered, as we breathed together, kissed together, and made love like I had never dreamed of. All I could say was 'I love you so much'. He finally calmed me down and said it was ok to surrender.
His dick kissed my ass the way his lips had taken my mouth. I could swear it was bigger yet again than ever. But he loved it into me. And my hole opened like it knew it needed him in me, repeating the same exercise with my ass that his lips had worked on mine, that his mouth had worked on mine, that his breath had worked into my lungs. He passed both of my holes so easily I was hoping there was a third one.
We hugged so tightly, so completely. I came. Oozing out cum all over, although I had always been a shooter. At the same time I felt him ooze deep into my guts. Deep into my womb. Deep into my heart.
I held him so tight. He held me in return. And I seemed to just pass out in his strong arms, as he continued to kiss me every so tenderly.
...
It was just before noon when I woke up. Jamar was touching my face so tenderly, and seemed to still be kissing me. It seemed like he must have been doing that the whole time, and of course I didn't dare ask, although I would find out years later he slept right along with me.
At least I was breathing easier. He reassured me again how much he loved me. I promised him I had never dreamed I could love anyone so much. And of course his dick reasserted itself again, as he smiled and rammed me.
I smiled back, for the first time since last night feeling almost equal, for the first time feeling like a couple, where I was a complete man mating with a complete man. I grabbed him tight and rode his dick hard. We kissed again. This time like animals. He threw me on my back, and drove hard until the damn animal came one more time.
And then we both smiled. Kissed. Hugged.
And he made me swear I would never leave him.
And then he pulled out so fast it took my breath away. I was still trying to stay with him, as he told me we should at least eat something before he had to take me back to school.
He slapped me, and told me not to be some fagot now. And then he slapped my ass, and told me I better tighten up, as he slid his fingers inside, with me helplessly moaning.
And then he slapped me harder: 'I'm serious, dude. Tighten that hole. After your match this evening you better still have plenty of my seed in there. If you don't, I swear I'll hurt you.'
What a guy. I knew he loved me. And I knew he meant every word.
'Oh, and by the way, don't even think of letting anyone think you've been getting fucked for the last twelve hours. Or that you're not going to win your match tonight.
I swear to god, if you don't win, I will dump you. You are mine. And if I dump you no one--I swear, no one--can ever have you. But if anyone ever even looks at you because they think you're a fag I'll kill them. And then I'll beat you until you never forget you're a man again.'
And then he smiled, as his words embedded themselves in my brain just as if he had just fucked it. Damn. There were no limits with this guy.
As he slapped my ass even harder. And out of nowhere pulled out his damn buttplug from the night before and slid it in my ass so quickly I had no idea what to say.
And then he gave me his damn overly tight panties.
'Now wear them like a man, you muthafucker.
I will train you. But we do need to get a ring on your finger, or on your dick.
'Cause you really, really, must remember at all times that you're mine. Deal?'
'Yes daddy.'
And I finally joked enough that he tackled me for a bit, and then got us on our way. 'You fucker.
You know I'll take it out on you tonight.
And you know it's the weekend . . . so be as cocky as you dare.'
And we were off.
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