Diego

The text read, “6:00 faggot”. I thought to myself, “so now we’re back to faggot again after being called asshole and bitch”. I replied, “yes Sir” and for the remaining 4 hours of the workday, I was unproductive and unfocused. My attention was focused on Diego and his majestic cock, and thinking how lucky I have been to be chosen by him for continued use. He could have any faggot in the city, but he’s choosing me.

I should admit, after some of the sessions I’ve had with Diego, when he slaps me across the face, I’ve had a bruise or 2 appear on my cheeks, but they were minor, and nobody ever asked me about them. I don’t know that I could have come up with a good reason for them other than I fell on my face. I wasn’t going to tell anyone the truth, right?

So, finally the day ended, and I raced home in a hurry to douche out any debris, and put on another new jockstrap from DailyJocks, this one was a red Scrimmage jockstrap. I thought my ass looked very doable in it.  I threw on an old pair of jeans that I wouldn’t miss, and an old t-shirt. I knew better now that there was a good chance I wouldn’t be leaving fully clothed. I even thought about dropping an extra shirt or something in the hallway before entering Diego’s apartment, but that would be cheating, and no fun at all. I dismissed the idea entirely.

Walked into Diego’s apartment, he was standing up leaning against the wall, fully naked but wearing a ball cap, stroking his huge dick. This time he stared at me, almost staring through me, making me feel self-conscious, which I think was his point. He watched me strip to my jock, and I walked over to him. I started to kneel, he stopped me. He got in my face, said, “open ya mouth faggot”, and he spit a huge wad into my mouth and a second one sprayed all over my face. Then he took his hand off his cock, and open-face slapped me, right hand to my cheek, backhanded to the other side, 3 times. The backhand side seemed to sting more. He isn’t gentle, and he means it to hurt.

I was attempting to rub my cheeks, but he grabbed me by the arm and pulled it behind my back. Then with his other arm, he pushed me so I was bent over. He spit down on his dick and my ass, and poked his dick near my hole, trying to get inside without using his hands. Eventually, he popped in. He kept me bent over, I thought he’d dislocate my arm from my shoulder, pulled back hard, and his other hand moved away from my back and began spanking my ass, “open that ass up bitch”, he screamed. I did my best to loosen my hole so more of his huge dick could dig deeper into my ditch.

He eventually bottomed out, and he let go of my arm, and he grabbed onto my waist, his fingernails digging into my skin. I was too far away from the wall to brace myself, so I bent down and grabbed onto my legs by my knees. He was fucking me so deep and so hard I thought I would fall over. It was a test of my thighs to stay planted. This was an ass assault, and one that I would feel later on, I was sure. Diego inseminated me, grunting deeply from with his guts, shooting his sperm into me. He has very strong orgasms, I did feel him twitching in my sensitive ass.

I tried to pull off of him, I wanted that dick down my throat, but not tonight.  He was all about ass tonight. He pulled out, and pushed me over to his chair, and bent me over, ass up. I had been fucked on this chair several times before. I knew what was coming. I grabbed onto the spindles, bent over, and Diego gave me a few more open-handed smacks to my ass. They were stinging now, and probably pink. Then he pushed my ass cheeks apart, and pushed back inside me. His cum had dropped out some, so there was natural lube available. I love the sound of a cummy hole being fucked. So hot, so squishy!

Diego grabbed onto my shoulders and stood behind me, full-length strokes, all the way out, all the way in. Each time pushing the thick crown of his dick past my sphincter ring. Each time my sphincter ring giving less resistance. Then he pushed in deep and spun his dick around in my hole, really stretching it. I thought he was rearranging my insides. He finished ducking me with a full-on drilling. The chair began to slide on the floor, pushing me into the counter top. With no where to go now. Diego had me where he wanted me. His cock drilling so deep, he exploded once again in my pussy.

I thought for sure he’d let me suck him now or he’d want to piss down my throat. I’d only been there about an hour, he usually goes longer than that. It almost felt like he was rushing things. Maybe he was expecting company? I don’t know and would never ask. He pulled out again, and simply said, “you can leave now faggot, I’m done with you”.

I walked over slowly to fetch my clothes. Then he ran over and laughed, and grabbed my jeans and shirt faster than I could grab them. He open the door just a crack and threw them down the hall. Then he shut the door again and said, “you thought I’d let you leave here with clothes on you filthy faggot?” had a shit-eating grin on his face to accentuate his point. I didn’t answer, he slapped me across the face hard, in anger and said “I asked you a question bitch! Answer me!”, and I said, “no Sir, I didn’t expect to leave with clothes”. Then he slapped me again and said, “because you’re a faggot, right?”. I said nothing again. More blows to the face, “because you’re a piece of shit faggot, right? Say it!”. “Yes, because I’m a piece of shit faggot”. Then he spit on my face, and said, “get the fuck out of here faggot”.

By the time he pushed me out the door, my cock was harder than a brick! The more Diego slapped me and yelled at me, the more turned on I became. I ran down for my clothes, quickly put them on, and ran to the car. Speeding home, I ran to my bedroom, still hard, stripped fully naked, and came buckets all over myself and the bedspread! I rubbed my hot cum into my chest hair and skin, licked my fingers, and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I had a pool of dried cum near  near my ass and the bed. Fucking hot, and can’t wait for the next text from Diego.