In love with a Criminal

I walked into my new home in awe. I was young and had just crossed the landmark accomplishment of buying my first house. Albeit it was a small house in a sketchy neighborhood. But that just meant I had to get this high-tech alarm system that would notify police if it was triggered. Now months later, I hadn’t need it. I guess you can’t always trust the news. 

The excitement of being a homeowner wore off after a few weeks. It’d gotten lonely. I’d always struggled getting girls but I thought being a home owner would help. No luck. It’d been months and I hadn't been able to persuade a single woman to come back to my place. On this particular Saturday night, I was feeling especially lonely after striking out once again Friday night at the bars and resorted to watching TV to drown out my misery. Lame, I know. 

Suddenly, I heard the doorknob turn then the door swing open. A large man wearing all black and a black ski mask stood in the doorway. He paused like he was surprised to see me, but after we both processed what was happening, I shouted and ran, while he chased me until he got a hold of me. Terrified for my life, I screamed, but he choked my neck with a firm hand and warned me in a menacing deep voice not to make a sound. 

Petrified, I went silent but not before I pleaded shakily, “Take whatever you want, but please don’t hurt me.”

“Shut up!” He said. I didn’t say another word. He tied my hands behind my back and my ankles together, taped my mouth shut, then left me on the couch while he searched the house for valuables. 

Being a young new homeowner, I didn’t have many valuables. Sure, I had a TV and laptop but I couldn’t afford expensive jewelry or whatever jackpot he was hoping to find. He should’ve done his research; my house definitely wasn’t the one you’d rob to make you rich. 

Soon, the burglar realized this as well and stormed over to me. “You don’t have shit in this house!” he shouted furiously. 

“I'm sorry?” I mumbled under the tape. I don’t know why he was angry at me, picking the right house to rob was his job. 

After a long pause, where he seemed to be weighing his options, he seemed to think of an idea and said, “That’s alright. You look about my age. Young, handsome.”

Thank you?

“I’ve been going through a bit of a dry spell with the ladies, I haven’t been laid in some time.”

Me too! I wanted to tell him. It felt good that I wasn’t the only one.

“And since you don’t have anything worth taking in this house, you’re going to give me something else of value. You’re going to be my lady for the night.”

Wait, what? This guy was going to punish me because he robbed my house, and I didn’t have anything worth stealing? How does that make sense?

He walked toward me like a predator stalking its prey. 

In a panic, tried to negotiate with him that I’d pay him as much as he wanted. But behind the tape, all that came were frantic muffles. 

When he reached me, he ripped off my shirt. It was a cheap tee, so it tore easily, but the act of a masked man ripping my clothes was terrifying. Then, he pulled down my shorts and tore off my underwear. I laid on the couch naked and vulnerable. It just got real.

“No! Please!” I begged. But he couldn’t understand me and didn’t care, picking me up and carrying me to my bed. This was the first time I felt his strength, and although he was on the heavier side, he was deceptively strong and carried me with minimal effort. 

He threw me onto the bed on which I bounced helplessly. Then, he crawled behind me and spooned me. “Shhhh,” he told me as he caressed my face since I was still protesting. He enveloped me with his large arms and legs to keep me in place and kissed my check, neck, and shoulder until I quieted down. When I’d calmed down enough, he ran his hand through my hair and let his fingers dance along my chest and abs until made his way to my thigh. He rubbed my thigh before groping my cock and balls. I let out a muffled scream and squirmed as much as I could. But he held me in place and kept fondling my dick until it started to harden. 

I froze in shock. What was going on? This was the scariest situation in my life but I was getting turned on by it? 

He noticed I was getting hard as well and whispered some reassurance, “I thought I was only into girls too, until a guy gave me a good fuck. I'm glad I could pay it forward to you. After this, you’ll start questioning the power of pussy and start understanding the power of dick.” He emphasized that last word. 

Oh no, no, no, this can’t be happening! He’s going to deflower me and now he’s telling me I’ll like it? The problem was: I was enjoying it!

He stroked my cock with a slow rhythm until it was fully erect and dripping with pre cum. 
By now, his cock was hard as well, I could feel it through his pants against my ass. Making his intentions known, he began to hump my ass. First slowly, then he ended with some rough thrusting that left me afraid of what was next. But I was still hard.

His fingers slid down to my ass and he circled my anus with his finger. My anus slowly opened in anticipation to which he slid his middle finger in. I moaned under the incredible sensation. Once he’d stuck his finger halfway in, he removed his finger to suck on it then slipped two wet finger inside me. I moaned in increasing volume as he sank his fingers deeper and deeper in my ass until he was stopped by his knuckles. That only signaled him finger me rapidly in and out to which I whimpered in elation.   

He removed his hand and began to remove his pants. I’d almost forgotten, he’d given me all this pleasure and still had his clothes on. Regardless of the circumstances, he’d been very sweet to take it slow and make sure I derived pleasure from this experience. My thoughts of his generosity was interrupted by the slap of his dick against my butt. I couldn’t see how big it was, but it felt massive as he pressed it against my the small of my back, making my imagination run wild. He pressed his tip against my asshole, then took it away then repeated this playful teasing. 

Just fuck me already! I never thought I’d say that, but the anticipation was killing me. 

He realized there was some lube on my nightstand that I was ashamed to use often for my pocket pussy. And it was in plain sight because I told you, I didn’t have to worry about a woman coming here. “You have lube?” He said through a grin. “Oh, you knew I was coming, huh, babe? You wanted me to fuck you good this whole time, huh?"

He lubed his dick and my asshole and slid his dick up and down through my cheeks. Finally, his mushroom tip entered my asshole. I groaned, it was the biggest object that’d entered my ass and definitely hurt. Now I knew why he’d been going so slow. He pulled it out then stuck it back in again, this time going a little further. He repeated the process, each time with louder groans of pain from me, but he persisted. This wasn’t fun anymore, taking in his massive member without proper preparation was excruciating. And I didn’t know how big it was, so it felt like it was never ending. Eventually, I reached the end of the rainbow and his balls pushed against my cheeks. I panted with sweat dripping down my back from straining. 

“You did such a good job babe! You’re going to love this next part.” He held his dick in my ass to let me ass get accustomed to the foreign object and licked the sweat off my neck and cheek. After some time, he removed his dick and reapplied lube. Then, he slid his dick all the way in, it slid in far easier this time but I still couldn’t help but yelp. He repeated the process: all the way out, all the way in. It felt like a freight train was entering my ass each time but the pleasure far outweighed the pain.

When he’d had enough of penetrating me from the side, he pushed me onto my stomach and stuffed my face into my pillow. Which was important, because he proceeded to penetrate my ass with such force and intensity that I let out uncontrolled screams conveniently muffled by the pillow. The pleasure was unlike anything I’d ever experienced and better than any drug I’d tried. All I could hear was his hips viciously slapping against my ass and the noisy creaks of my bed that seemed to beg for mercy. Until I heard a loud bang on my door, “POLICE!”

The penetrating came to a screeching halt. “Shit, did you call the police?” He demanded and for the first time I heard fear in his voice.

“No I didn’t—” I realized with dread that the alarm system must’ve notified the police when he broke in. Pretty late though, if he hadn’t have stopped to have fun with me and just robbed my house like he was supposed to he would’ve been long gone. “Oh shit, it was my alarm system that called them.”

He sucked his teeth. “Ok, here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to go tell the cops that it was just a misunderstanding. That I’m your friend and wanted to prank you." He said the the next part in a lower seductive tone, "I know you were enjoying this, just tell them off and we can get back to the fun.” He gave me one last pleasurable pump as a reminder then untied me. 

“POLICE! Open up!” The cops banged on the door some more. 

On one hand, I could tell the truth and turn this guy in for robbing my house and sexually assaulting me. On the other hand, he'd treated me well and, to be honest, the sex felt immaculate. 

“POLICE! We’re going to knock down the door!” 

I quickly made my decision. I hurriedly put on my clothes and ran to the door. When I threw it open there were two annoyed police officers starting back at me. “Hello sir, we were notified of an attempted burglary.”

“Oh no, sorry officers! False alarm! My friend was playing a prank on me and broke in without knowing I had this alarm system,” I said, giving an apologetic smile. 

The officers looked out me doubtful, “Are you sure? The man identified on the doorbell camera was wearing all black and a ski mask. If you’re being held against your will, now is your chance to let us know.”  

“NO! I’m fine, my friend’s just a BIG prankster.” I gave another fake smile. 

The officer stared at me for a second to make sure I wasn’t lying. “Alright, tell your friend not to make jokes like that anymore.” They backed away hesitantly, also probably annoyed that they came all the way out here for a prank.

“Will do!” As soon as they turned around, I closed the door. What did I just do? Did I make a mistake? I'd just covered for a burglar and I didn’t even know his name. 

I slowly walked to my room, afraid of what I might find. I looked in the room and it was empty. Did he run away? I walked further into the room, and the man stepped out from behind the door and slammed me against the wall. He stared at me inches away from my face and I stood frozen, afraid of his unpredictable next move.

“Thank you for covering for me. You did such a great job. I want to reward you.” He pressed his lips against mine and we passionately made out as we both got naked again. 

Between kisses, I said, “Wait, what’s your name?” 

He kissed me, then smiled as he said, “You can call me Papi.” I rolled my eyes, “Okay then at least let me see your face.” I wasn’t about to cover for a criminal and have this man turn me gay only to not know anything about him. 

He slowly pulled his ski mask off to reveal himself as a handsome Hispanic man with shaggy black hair and brown eyes. “Am I still cute enough for you?” 

I nodded and kissed him again.

“Great, now let me show you my appreciation.” He pushed me down onto the bed and began sucking my dick. I’d gotten a bit soft after the stress of dealing with the police. But as soon as his wet tongue touched my cock it shot up. He sucked the tip then worked his way down the shaft, until he was deepthroating my cock without a gag reflex while looking me in the eyes. He looked so hot on my dick. What was going on? Was I gay? He distracted me from answering this question by slobbering on by balls. Then he lifted up my balls and moved his tongue into my ass. I closed my eyes and moaned. He wet my hole and penetrated me with his tongue. 

After leaning over to kiss me, he said, “Now let me get back inside you.”

“Please Papi. But… can you tie me up again and put your mask back on? That was kind of hot.” I was still undecided on whether I was gay or not, so I felt that getting back in burglar role play would help me not have to think about it.   

“I like you. You’re freaky,” he laughed. He roughly flipped me over to tie me back up. When he flipped me over again, he had his mask on and, for the first time, I got a good look at his cock. It was a thick 8-9 inch massive slab of meat, I couldn't believe I fit that in my ass earlier. He stood there his mask on and hung dick and balls swaying, looking sexy, but I played into my role, “Your cock’s too big. I can give you money, just please don’t fuck me.”

“I don’t want your money, I want your ass,” he said playing into his role as well. He lifted up my tied up legs to prop up my ass up, then he inserted his penis and immediately began penetrating me rough. No warm up this time. I shrieked and moaned in euphoria. If the cops were still outside they would’ve rushed in thinking that I was in danger. But no, I was just indulging in the most intense pleasure of my life. His balls slapped against my ass with loud consistent thuds as he moved my legs from one side to the other, trying to pick which side he could penetrate me the deepest. My mouth remained open in a constant state of moaning. Finally, he used both hands to push my ankles back toward my head and my ass higher in the air and began pummeling me with an even faster speed. I cried as his dick felt like it was spearing my lungs. I stared him in his soft brown eyes behind his menacing mask, accepting his total domination of my ass.  

“I’m gonna cum!” He shouted. He dropped my legs and rushed over to my face just in time as he sprayed his thick semen all over my cheeks, forehead, and in my mouth. Dammit! His cum tasted delicious and I licked my lips to try to taste more. After letting me drink the last drops from his dick, he bent down and starting sucking my cock and stroking it with fervor, determined to get me to cum. It didn’t take long, I exploded into his mouth with one of the biggest loads I’ve ever had. He didn’t want to keep it for himself though, he held my cum in his mouth and leaned over and kissed me. At first I thought it’d be disgusting but everything he did was so sexy and in no time I was kissing back passionately as we swapped cum with our tongues. 

When we’d both swallowed whatever cum was left, he stepped back and admired me catching my breath tied up on the bed after just getting fully used. I was in shock of what just happened and, furthermore, that I’d liked it.

I couldn’t help but ask, “We’re both into girls, right?”

“After this, I don’t think so,” he said smirking. 

I nodded slowly, finally accepting the obvious. "I will admit, that was the best sex I've ever had."

"Me too."

After a long pause, unsure of where to go from here, I decided to break the tension with a joke, “Sorry I didn’t have anything for you to steal.”  

“It's alright, I got what I wanted,” he teased. 

Suddenly, I had a crazy idea: “Want to come by tomorrow for drinks and maybe round two tomorrow?”

He laughed and shook his head, "You're crazy, I like you... Want me to come in my mask?”  

“You can bring it but knock this time.”

“Only if you lock the door. It was unlocked earlier.” 

I gave myself a facepalm. “Well, I’m glad I forgot to lock it. See you tomorrow then… Papi,” I said biting my lip, already missing him in my ass.

He smiled, smacked my ass, then walked out.

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And that's the story of how I met my boyfriend. That night we both found out gay sex was better than straight sex and got over our problems with women by getting together. How cute is that? They should make a rom com about us.