A cocky frat boy picks up a twink at the gym

‘Can I come over? I need you’ I texted my boyfriend Drew after waking up on Sunday morning.

I had just raped one of my bros last night, and I was a train wreck. I couldn’t stop thinking about the chain of events that led to this, what I could have done differently, and what was going to happen next, knowing that we were both living in the same frat house, and I could never look at him the same way. Logan had assaulted me as I was getting out of the shower. He was drunk as a skunk. He wrestled me down to the bathroom floor and tried to rape me. But I managed to free myself up and, next thing I knew, I was the one pinning him down. And I did to him what he tried to do to me. I took away his ass virginity, pumping my angry juice deep inside his furry ass. And I made him drink half a bottle of Scotch after that to make sure he’d pass out, hoping he wouldn’t remember what happened.

‘I’m home. Come over whenever’ Drew replied.

When Drew opened the door of his apartment, I grabbed his lower back and pulled him in for a long hug, showing a romantic side he had not seen from me yet, since our relationship had been so carnal until now. I held him as tight as I could, and we started making out. It felt so good being in his arms, feeling his body against mine, seeing his cute face, and soaking in the smell of him. I had missed him so much, even though it had only been a couple of days since the last time he was inside me.  But a lot had happened in these last two days, and I was now a different man.

I grabbed his hand and led him to his bedroom. I laid on his bed on my side, and we started spooning, me being the little spoon and him the big spoon. I felt so good to be in his arms. Even though Drew was only 130 lbs and there is no way he could have protected me from a big guy like Logan, I just felt safe in his arms.

‘I want you inside me’ I told Drew.

After sealing shut to fight off Logan’s assault last night, my hole was now fully loose and ready to accept Drew’s manhood. He barely had to insert two fingers to lube me up. My hole was wide open, ready for his entrance. After having successfully defended the fortress against a much stronger opponent, my castle was so ready for the King’s return and for him to take back possession of what was his. Drew inserted his horse cock into my willing hole with ease. In one slow thrust, he pushed his manhood inside me, until I felt his big balls pressing against mine and I knew I had taken all of him. It felt so good to have him back inside me. It felt like last night’s drama was just a parenthesis, and now things were back to normal.

I didn’t even try to bring my right hand to my hard dick and risk Drew scolding me. As a dominant top, he was the only one allowed to touch my dick. He was in control of the timing of my releases and wouldn’t allow me to touch my own dick at will. But I didn’t want any drama right now. Drew had no clue what I had just gone through last night. And I wasn’t going to tell him. I grabbed his wrist and brought his hand to my cock. As soon as his fingers circled my girth, my whole body went electric, and I started shooting my boyjuice onto the bed, while I let out a faint whimper. Drew had not even started thrusting inside me. And his fist had not even started jerking my dick. But I had so much tension built up inside my body over the last 24 hours that feeling Drew inside me overwhelmed my senses and I let it all out.

Drew was completely confused by what was happening, me cumming just from being entered by his monster, but he was gentleman enough to not say anything. Even though we didn’t talk about it, and he had no clue about the extent of the events that unfolded last night, he intuitively knew that there was something seriously wrong with me, and that right now was not the right time to talk about it.

‘Are you sure I can fuck you?’ Drew kindly asked after I was done climaxing.

‘Yes’ I replied. ‘Please fuck me! I need to feel you inside me’.

And I did want to feel him inside me. It was almost therapeutic. I belonged to him. I was his property. And having him fill up my boycunt was the living proof I was his. Someone had tried to steal his property away from him yesterday, like a thief in the middle of the night, literally. And I had successfully defended it. I wanted him to be proud of me. But I couldn’t tell him anything. Now I wanted things to get back to normal, and having his fat cock hammering my love button was what normalcy felt like.

Drew started slow fucking me, sliding his horse cock in and out of my hole, stretching my sensitive ring, lighting my G-spot on fire with every thrust in and out. He did it in a gentle way while we were still spooning, and he was kissing the back of my neck, sending shivers through my body. His fingers were also fondling my sensitive nipples, playing with my piercing, the way he knew I liked it. And I knew he liked it too.

He did this for a couple of minutes, without switching position, without changing his rhythm. And I let him. It felt so good having his manhood inside me, having him wrap his arms around my body, feeling his breathing on my neck. And I heard his breathing intensify as he whispered in my ears: ‘I’m getting close’.

‘Shoot! Shoot in my hole!’ I begged. ‘I want your cream inside me’.

And that’s what he did. I felt his cock swell inside my ass as I tried to clench my ring as tight as I could. As his cock kept throbbing inside my ass, I felt his gooey liquid coat my inner walls. This was what I needed. I could not have needed anything more than this at this very moment. Drew nourishing me, rejuvenating me with the magic potion in his big balls.

As Drew was done shooting, but his fat cock still lodged inside me, I brought my right hand to my cock, which never went soft. And Drew let me. And within a few strokes, I started releasing my seeds on his bed for the second time today. I was cumming again, but this time a ‘normal’ orgasm, from my golden buzzer being flattened by his monster inside me, and from my dick being jerked.

‘I love you’ Drew whispered in my ears, as my orgasm subsided.

‘I love you too’ I responded as I pulled his arms around me making sure he was holding me tight.

‘Do you want to talk about what happened?’ Drew kindly asked.

‘No’ I responded. ‘Last night was the worst fucking night of my life. I want to forget all about it and never talk about it, ever’.

And Drew never brought the topic up again.

Wrapped in his protective arms, with his softening dick still lodged inside my ass, I fell asleep on his bed.

(To be continued…)