Everything in this story is fiction. However, there may be some stuff that reminds you of someone you may know. This is probably just a coincidence. I may have borrowed memories of my life and stories friends have told me, but all characters here are truly made up and never existed… well, except for myself. (At least I hope I didn’t make myself up.)
I hope this entertains you, as it did me, which is the only reason I write this silly horny nonsense.
Percy Ray
Hey Guys, Frances Collins here. This is a story about a part in my life that I look back on and smile about. A real eye opener, especially about sex, I don’t believe I’ll ever forget it. So this is how it went down…
Right out of high school I needed to get a job. My older brother said he might be able to get me hooked up where he worked. It was an industrial machine shop and having taken 3 years of metal shop in high school and doing pretty good on the two years I had in drafting gave me a step up on most of the applicants. It also didn’t hurt that my brother was their best performer.
They said I’d eventually be working nights alone after all employees of the small shop had left. This was cool with me. I was about ready to go to a JC in the day and thought I could do some of my homework at night when no one else was at the shop watching me. A lot of the work was simply setting the CMC machines up, testing the first parts then waiting for the machines to finish with the job.
I was hired by the two owners (Doug and Percy) and after my brother who had worked there for the better part of two and a half years had trained me on days, I moved to their swing shift (3:00 to 11:30 PM) which is what they had hired me for.
The machine shop was in a small older industrial complex that had about 8 units in it, located in one of the run down areas of LA. The strange part was one of the owners actually lived in the same complex, in the farthest end unit from the machine shop. His name was Percy Ray Dunlop. He was an older southern gentleman that I had been told had quite the checkered past. There was talk that he was into devil worshipping, hosting orgies and fucking underage girls. The front desk gal even told me that she had heard he frequented nudist retreats. This girl was also well endowed in the chest department with not much in the brain department, and my bro told me not to believe anything she said. Especially about Percy, because she had a knock out body, she was probably put out that Percy had hired her but had never hit on her.
Percy Ray was my main boss and was in charge of production, where as Doug handled sales. Doug was this overweight narcissistic asshole that nobody liked. I don’t think even Percy liked him.
Percy was tall, balding about hundred and eighty pounds with no facial hair, sort of distinguished looking, I believe from Mississippi and maybe in his early fifties or so. He was always clean shaven and showered with a strong smell of aftershave about him. Although, there was a bit of grey chest hair that would pop out the top of his coveralls, I was envious of this because I’m blonde and have very little body hair. Hell, at that age I could barely grow a mustache, much less any facial hair and I had no hair on my chest and not much anywhere else. So I used to let my hair grow long. My brother called me a hippy-scum even though he had just cut his long locks short a couple months ago.
To me and my brother, Percy was the nicer of the two bosses and would sometimes even bring us a bottle of beer when it was really hot in the shop. He’d then put a rolled up schematic over the bottle so you couldn’t see that we were drinking beer, saying something like, “Don’t tell Doug about the booze, he can be a real asshole sometimes!” Doug was a self centered fat prick, which I found out later on in life… makes for a perfect salesman.
But getting back to Percy, I believe he had only two sets of overalls, one burnt orange and the other gray. I can’t remember him wearing anything else around the shop. Maybe he had two or three sets of both colors, ‘cause they were never really dirty. Also his boots he wore were shined to a bright glare. My bro said it was ‘cause he was in the navy. What I noticed then, is that they were really big. Like a size 14 or so.
There were quite a few times after everyone had left, I had to run down to the end unit where he lived to consult him on a schematic or dimension or something that didn’t make sense. He was always very clear on the clarification, but I could tell by his breath that he’d been drinking. Sometimes he’d still be wearing his overalls from work that day. Other times he came to the door in a long bath robe. He wasn’t modest about this either because I’d even seen his tidy-whities under the bath robe. A couple of times he wasn’t even wearing anything at all under the robe.
This was a long time ago and I was young and dumb and full of cum ‘cause none of this seemed out of the ordinary to me. I didn’t give a shit how much booze the old man drank, hell, I liked to imbibe as much as the next guy, even though I was just a bit under age, and, I figured, no matter what time of day it was, if he wasn’t working, why not go home, shower and have a couple cocktails. It was a bit peculiar that he would walk around nearly naked, but I shrugged it off not putting the rumors together with his casualness for clothes, or lack thereof.
One hot summers night around ten o’clock in the evening, I had the back door open of the shop to get some fresh cool air in. I was reading a text book for a test I had the next day while waiting for some parts to be cut, when I looked up and saw a small girl who looked about 12 or so standing right inside the door to the shop. She was wearing a frilly blue dress with white lace trim, and she really startled me. My brother had warned me this was not the safest area in town and I should keep the doors closed and locked, but that night it was just too hot to do that.
The strangest thing about this young girl wasn’t that she was standing there in the machine shop that late, but how she looked. She had a full face of makeup. I mean a lot of make-up; her face looked really strange and creepy like those little girls in the baby girl beauty pageants that you used to see on TV. And her hair was all pulled up onto her head making her look even stranger. Like she was trying to look way older than she was, to me, she looked like a doll that had come to life. Then she said in a little squeaky voice, “Is Percy Ray here?”
I was, as you could imagine, a bit freaked out, but then pulled myself together even though I started thinking she kind of reminded me of one of those girls from The Shining the way she just stood there in that dress.
I stammered, “Ah… no Percy is down the way, at home, in the last unit.”
She asked me if I could please take her there.
“Well, ahh, umm, OK, I guess,” I paused my machine and walked her down to Percy’s unit. And after knocking on the door a couple times, Percy opened up, looked at me… then at the creepy little girl and said, “Oh! Hey thanks Frank, please don’t tell anyone else what you done saw.” (I don’t know why he always called me Frank, since my name is Frances).
So… maybe the big boobed secretary was correct about Percy and young girls I thought, who knows?
Later on Percy had thanked me again for not telling anyone about the girl that had come to see him the other night. He said the girls name was “Crystal”. She was a dwarf and although she was 22 her parents didn’t like her hanging out with a guy over twice her age. He ended the chat with saying she was “fun sized” which I thought was sort of weird. Thinking back about it now, I didn’t think she looked like a dwarf at all, but then it wasn’t really my business.
The First Bit
The big surprise to me however, was when I found out that Percy played for both teams. This happened when we had our annual company Christmas dinner my first year of working there.
We went out to a nice restaurant at Sunset Beach. The owners, Doug and Percy told us to meet in the bar because they had a surprise to give us. When everyone was there they thanked the crew and told us we’d done really well that year and we’d all be getting a bonus. Doug made a speech and we all filed out of the bar. Doug and Percy both shook our hands and Doug handed us an envelope.
As I walked by, Percy leaned over close toward my ear, grabbed a hold of one of my ass cheeks and said, “Thanks Blondie, like-ta get in that some time.”
I have since found out these type of small jesters are a signal to see if the other person is a “willing participant”. But at that time, I merely looked back at Percy with a quizzical face thinking, “Um, really?” And then he winked at me. I’m not sure why I didn’t jump away from his hand or even slap it away. Maybe ‘cause I was old school and I had that, “respect your elders” mentality.
The Second Bit
Awhile after that, I had to consult Percy on a project that seemed way over my head. I ran down to his unit and pounded on the metal door to his industrial home. He opened the door and had his bathrobe on tied up kind of loose. It was obvious he’d been drinking that night, I mean really drinking. I could smell the booze when he opened the door to his place. And the way he talked and moved, I think he was pretty drunk.
“Oh, It’s you Frank, Come on in and sit a spell and take a load off.” He said sloppily. I walked into the industrial space into the area which he had converted into a living room and sat on the edge of a comfy couch. He turned off the TV looking at the first paper I’d given him and said, “Damn! These guys, I’ve told them their draftsmen are fer shit. Even I can’t figure out what these dimensions supposed to be. Let me look at ‘em close up.”
He took all the papers from me, told me to sit down and relax, then stood up, grabbed a pair of reading glasses and walked around looking over the schematics again. He came back in from another room and I noticed his robe wasn’t even tied anymore and was flapping open. It was almost like he was giving me a show when he walked around.
“Hmmm, this doesn’t no where’s near add up.” He said in that southern drawl of his, kind of pissed off. “I’m gonna have ta figure this out later, possibly call the customer. I’m thinking your gonna have to pull this job here.”
“Hey, Frankie, you want a glass ‘o wine or somptin? I got this real good stuff that one of our customers done gave me. You’d be missing out if you don’t at least have a taste. Best tasting red wine I’ve had in a long time.”
I’m not a big wine drinker, but shrugged and said, “Well… a taste would be ok, yeah, sure why not, it’s Friday night and all.” He handed me a Mason jar glass and filled it to the top with the dark red liquid.
“Woe,” I said, “I don’t think I can drink all that.”
“Oh, come on there Franky boy, It’s Friday night like you done said, Ya gots to let loose, I tell ya. Just keep sippin on it, the taste gets better the more you gets it on your tongue, plus I got a whole case o’ the stuff. And you only gots a half hour left on yer shift.”
He eased back in his recliner and I noticed a magazine on the table with the heading, “Young Men.” with a couple of nearly naked guys on the front cover.
He kept looking at the schematics trying to see if he could figure it out when I set my glass down on the coffee table. I had sipped on the wine, but it wasn’t to my liking.
“I see you’re not into the wine, I gots something a bit better. But I save it for privileged guests, if you know what I mean?”
“Oh, That’s OK… it’s fine, I’m good.” I said shaking my head from side to side “I’ve, never been a big fan of the vine though, pretty much a beer guy myself.”
“No worries,” Percy got up and grabbed my glass went into the other room and came back out with two smaller new glasses and a brown glass jug that looked like what my Ma used to buy her vinegar in.
“This here is Shine. Now some people get turned off from the first sip, so promise me you’ll take at least three sips, and if you don’t like it, then… I’ll drink yours. If’n you’re OK with it, I promise you… it only gets better the more you sip on it, just like the more you know about sex, it gets better and better. The more you try new things.” Then he winked at me.
I shrugged and took a small sip. I will admit it was a bit off putting at first, but soon it opened up in my mouth so I had another sip. I breathed in deep through my nose and it was sort of like a Vick’s inhaler. It had a slight berry after-taste and I nodded to Percy, “Hmm…OK, that’s pretty good.”
I’m glad you’re liken it Frankie-boy,” was all Percy said.
He then picked up the schematic again while I sat sipping more of the “Shine”. I leaned in and picked up the magazine on his coffee table and fumbled through it. I know a couple times, he eyed me over his reading glasses and didn’t say a word until I said under my breath, “Interesting.”
“What? What do you find interesting?”
“Well, it’s obviously a gay magazine, is it yours?”
“Yeah, and….?” Percy said, in a low voice, like he wanted me to continue.
“Are you into guys? ‘Cause if you are, that’s cool.” I said shrugging my left shoulder.
Percy put down his glass and the paperwork, cleared his throat and replied, “I think the big question here Franky Boy is… are you into guys, or better put, would you like a guy… to be in you?” Then he smiled, leaned back and pulled his robe open completely revealing his naked lower body.
My eyes immediately checked out the size of his flaccid cock. It was thick, uncut and about seven inches long. To me it looked big even though it wasn’t even fully erect.
I still remember my exact words. “Holy shit, that’s fuckin’ huge,” I cleared my throat and embarrassingly looked down at my feet, then back up at his face. A small second of silence clicked by and I said, “Umm, well Percy, I umm, Hmm,” I stammered, “Shit, what was your question?”
“I said… would you like a guy inside of you? And you know what… I think you already done answered me, boy,” Percy said smugly. “Cause you didn’t bolt for the door. Now the question is… what do you wanna do with this Gila monster, here?” Grabbing his cock and flipping it about, “I think it would look really great going deep into that tight little ass of yours.”
His eyes narrowed a bit staring directly into my eyes, “Remember me grabbing your sweet caboose at the Christmas Party way back when? See Frankie, I know you’re young but what that was, is an invitation, and I been thinking about pounding into your tight little hinny ever since. And after all, you’ve never done made a stink about me touching you; weather it’s on your arm or shoulder, in the shop or even grabbing your ass at the Christmas Party, and you know what that means? I’m a-thinkin’… you might just like it, or even want it… or even need it.”
I was beyond myself; I’ve had sex with two girls at that young time in my life and around twenty million jack-off sessions. During which, I found myself fantasizing about everything, from fuckin’ my best friend's mom to having guys sucking me off, cuming in-between a chick's tits while she plays with my ass, to getting fucked in the ass by some guy while I fuck a girl. Just about everything. I thought that I was a probably a pervert, so I never told anyone. By the time I turned 18 I found myself visiting a lot of porn shops. And the last time I went into one, I spent most of my time in the gay section. I guess this should have reveled something to me.
What I did know was, I was open to a lot more than most guys my age, and I have to admit, even though Percy was older and was kind of grandfatherly looking, he had this sort of a rough sexiness about him that was really starting to turn me on. Maybe it was his confident, dominate outlook, or maybe it was just that big cock of his.
“So, pretty skinny blonde boy, what’s it gonna be? You gonna come over here and see what this here dick tastes like or you gone play chicken?” Percy asked smugly.
By this time the “shine” had started to really kick in pretty good and I my head was swimming a bit. I think I was open to about anything, so I got up off the chair and knelt down on my knees between his legs and grabbed his cock. More than anything I was just fascinated by what it would feel like.
It felt so strange, like my own dick but only bigger and heavier. Also he had a bush of gray hair that I thought looked super hot. So I put my hand around it the man-meat and pumped it a few times, then stuck it up to my face and breathed in the powerful masculine aroma of his privates. They smelled like sweat, piss and something else I had never smelt before, but can only describe as masculinity.”
“What you ought to know there Blondie is… these balls are pretty damn full! Now normally I cum at most times twice, but tonight… no telling how much spunk I gots in there, I’m thinkin’ I can least fill yous up on both ends… and maybe mo’.”
My mind was now moving slow and sluggish, I seem to be having a difficult time understanding what Ol’ Perse was saying, could be it was the effects of “the Shine” or maybe it was just the excitement and nervousness of holding another man’s cock in my hand. For some reason I turned and grabbed my glass with my left hand and slammed down the rest of it. Maybe I felt I needed some more liquid courage, who knows?
I turned back around and since I was there on my knees with his cock an inch from my face, I stuck it in my mouth. I have never sucked a dick before, and although I’ve seen countless porno films with people sucking cocks, I felt I was probably doing it all wrong, but Percy started moaning right away.
I tried to not get my teeth next to his cock, which was an obvious no-no. What I really was doing was jerking him off with my hand around his shaft with my mouth sucking on the tip of his cock head. I kept up the pumping motion and sucking with my mouth and heard him gasp, “Cup the balls there with your other hand. Yeah, like that. Lightly squeeze them. Yeah right, like that. Nice. Now put more of that cock in your mouth boy, yeah go deeper, oh yeah you be doing fine. Now lick my balls again. Yeah like that. You’re doing a fine, fine job.”
I stopped the pumping and sucking on the tip while pulling back his foreskin. The taste was incredible. I pulled the foreskin way back and there was a clear sticky substance there. I’m cut so I never thought much about what uncircumcised cocks have going on with them. I wasn’t sure if it was some kind of body fluid from the foreskin or precum. I tasted this while flicking my tongue on the tip and found it very pungent and tasty.
But could I handle it if he came in my mouth? The thought was a little frightening.
Being a nasty twenty year old kid, I had already tasted my own cum. It didn’t really taste bad to me, but having conversations with my friends, most had said that theirs was less than palatable. (One of my friends even said it almost made him throw up, said it reminded him of snot).
Also there was this refractory period that my buddies confessed about. The whole idea of eating your own cum sounded super hot while you’re beating off… but more than not, as soon as you ejaculated, the deal is off and it makes you nauseous that you were even thinking about it.
Strange though… I never felt like that. A matter of fact one of the girls that I fucked thought it was super-hot when I ate her out after I came in her. Cum to me was, well, just cum. I still thought it was awesome to lick it up, even after I had had an orgasm.
Before I could contemplate the taste of his cum, Percy grabbed my head and started pushing his cock deeper into my throat. I have never heard of face fucking, but that was exactly what old Perce was doing to me. Funny enough even though I had a problem breathing my biggest concern was still not hitting his dick with my teeth.
But Percy would pull my head back just enough so I could breath. There were long strings of saliva coming out of my mouth and onto my chin and down onto his ball sack and I heard him say, “Yeah, suck on it like that, you blonde slut.” Then push his hard cock further down my throat. I stopped holding the base of his dick because he was pushing his hips so deep that my nose would end up in his pubes.
“Watch the teeth there Franky.” Percy muttered as his breathing got harder and harder.
That was harder to do than you think, especially when Percy started pushing harder and faster into my gob. His cock was going so far down my throat, making me make this “Gggggah type noise. I knew about the gag reflex but I never gagged. This went on for a good five minutes with Ol’ Perce stopping every once in a while to pull his cock out of my mouth and slap the side of my face with it.
Then Percy stopped thrusting and held my head down with his cock deep in my throat. I had just breathed in a bunch of air so I just sat there with his cock wedged deep in my throat. Finally he let up and pulled his cock all the way out of my mouth and throat.
“God damn Boy, You got my cock way down that throat of yours and you ain’t even choking.” Percy seemed delighted by this, but truth be told, I didn’t think it was any big accomplishment. The biggest problem was figuring out when to breathe and I was embarrassed about all the spit that was coming out of my mouth, and the sound I kept making. Even my nose was running quite a bit. After all, couldn’t everyone take an eight inch cock all the way down their throat without gagging? Due in part to my lack of experience and lack of sexual education, I didn’t know before then that I had no gag reflex.
“Holy shit Frankie, you gonna make me cum, you little bitch.”
And then, instead of holding onto the sides of my face, just before he started to orgasm, Percy grabbed the hair on both sides of my head and used it as a handles so he could control his prick going in and out of my mouth.
“Oh, you filthy little cum-sucker you, fuckin’ eat ma babies! Yeah you want them, don’t you, you slut! Fuck! That feels good! You are a whore bitch. Yes, eat my babies! Drink ‘em down you blonde cunt bitch.”
The scene was building up and it was super hot. I was getting turned on myself by Percy’s nasty talk. There’s a certain amount of power making a man cum. Now I know how girls can get off on giving head. I even reached down and grabbed my cock realizing I was super hard. And then it happened. Percy erupted! Unfortunately, he pulled out of my mouth too much and squirted my hair, face and forehead, shooting jizz right between my eyes, and up on my forehead. He corrected this by pushing his cock back into my mouth in time to get the next squirt of his spunk fully down my throat. But enthusiastically, he pushed it down my gullet too far and I couldn’t catch my breath, so I grabbed his cock by the base and pulled it out so I could fill my lungs up with air. I started coughing hard.
But Percy wasn’t finished, he still had a half o’ load to feed me.
“Oh no you blonde slut! You gots to swallows all my baby jam!” And Percy pushed his meat back in my mouth again, trying to get it deeper down my throat.
I coughed and got a good breath of air and just let his cock stay at the back of my throat as he spewed the rest of his load into me.
But because most of his cum went deep down my gullet, past my tongue, I couldn’t taste much of it. So as he was slowing down his humping he then let go of my hair. I pulled his cock all the way out of my mouth and pulling his glands back sucked on the red angry tip again. More cum still oozed out and I licked it off of his tip and swished it around in my mouth for a taste. It was actually quite nice. Nothing I wanted to put on my morning toast, but not much different than mine, maybe a little saltier.
Percy was still breathing hard and looked down at me saying, “Damn, Frankie Bitch, where’d you learn how to take cock down your throat like that? Shit! I didn’t even hear you gag until I started filling your guts up with my cum.”
“Um, that was my first time,” I said as I wiped a dribble off my forehead.
I kept slowly pumping his cock with my right hand to see if more cum would come out and Percy told me to keep it up but to go slowly so he could get hard again. He also gave me his glass of shine and I chugged it down quickly giving “his babies something else to swim in” in my belly.
“I wanta get into that fine tight ass of yours, Babe, I believe I’m gonna have some “Deep Ass” fun with you tonight.” Percy said, as he leaned back and squeezed his own nipples. He then licked his lips pulled his head up as his eyes bore into me.
And if I weren’t so fucking horny, I may have been scared.
The Third Bit
I didn’t know much about what is involved in anal sex. But I had heard that it could be painful and I had never had my ass opened up to anything at that time. Or should I say anything human. When I was a young lad, I had played with myself with my aunt’s hairbrush handle. When she first came to stay with us, and the first time I saw that hair brush, I thought, holy hell that looks like a fat dick. And for some reason, I wondered what it would feel like in my ass. This was long before seeing gay videos and stuff. So ass play wasn’t new to me, and… sort of, kind of natural. Well, at least I didn’t know how perverted I was at that point. I still don’t know why anyone would look at a phallic object and say to themselves, Hey, I got to see what that feels like in my butt. But that’s exactly what I did.
Since then, with the hair brush and being fingered by my best friends older brother, I pretty much knew I was into anal stuff, but until sneaking a peak at a gay magazine in a small Indian liquor store before being thrown out ‘cause of my age, I didn’t know what it was all about. This was long before the internet or gay porn online could teach you what you really wanted to know, or what you should know.
“Nice, I’ll be right back with some lube!” Percy exclaimed.
He came back in the living room and set the lube down on the coffee table then placed both his hands on my shoulders and kissed me.
It was truly weird being kissed by a man, much less… an older man. I didn’t resist and for some reason it seemed I was completely OK with it. He pulled us super close together and kept reaching around me squeezing my ass and pushing his fingers into my crack. Remember I was fully clothed. But the kissing was super passionate. Also, he had just came in my mouth, but it didn’t seem to bother him. I also really liked him pushing his fingers into my ass.
“Um, that was incredible”, I blurted out like a ten year old getting off a rollercoaster. My cock was raging and I would do anything to cum. “Are you gonna fuck me?” I asked sounding like ten year old.
Percy looked at me like a knowing daddy and smiled, “Hell Baby, I’m just so glad you’re still into this. How ‘bout you take off yer clothes and bend over this couch, I’ll show you what Nirvana feels like.”
I got up, pulled my pants and undies completely off and bent over his couch. I have to admit, I was a bit scared, with my bum in the air and my face and arms holding a soft pillow, not really knowing what lay ahead for me.
Suddenly I felt his tongue on my hole. It was ticklish at first but I couldn’t help myself from pushing back into his face. “Oh my God! Fuck yeah. Damn that feels so good,” I said.
I was in heaven.
Then I felt was him pushing a finger into my ass. It felt slightly intrusive and odd but he kept pushing up into me and then after a bit, he pushed two fingers in. I could hear myself moan. He would move his fingers around in a circular motion which made me gasp. By that time, I forgot about how naked I was. He pulled his hand out and slapped my ass cheek. The sound woke me up and pulled me out of my fingered-ass-daze. Then I heard him open the bottle of lube and he proceeded to push generous amounts into my pink hole.
“Dang me, that’s a nice tight looking clean cooch you got there boy! It’s all pink, puckering and perfect. You got no hair on that a-tall. You’re going to make Daddy a fine girl slut. Can’t wait to stick my cock deep into you. You look like you be virgin tight too. Ah say, your cock sucking skills be pretty good, but shit, you prob-be never even had a real dick in yo mouth. I bet when I dick you down, I’ll have you moaning in no time a-tall.”
He knelt back down and resumed eating my ass. I couldn’t believe how good his tongue felt boring into my back hole. I reared back harder trying to get more of that tongue into me. I kept moaning and couldn’t believe how good it felt.
Percy then instructed me, “I think that hole is ready for ma meat, git over here on yer back. Yeah, like that. Put your feet up on my shoulders. Now I’m goin’ go real slow at first so you can kind of get used to ma prick. You may feel a tiny bit o’ pain then, but it be over soon enough and if you relax yourself, your hole will opens up, and it’ll feel like a million bucks, you gots to trust me on this, OK, Franky?”
I nodded and just looked up at him waiting for it to begin.
Percy had his dick all slathered up with so much lube that as he tried to find my hole it kept slipping up and down my ass crack. Finally he got the tip in and pushed into me slightly. I could feel my ass slightly open up for him as he held his hand around his dick pushing it straight up into my hole.
He pushed in just enough to where it just felt like a slight bit of pressure opening me up. He would pull back a bit then go forward till we were rocking back and forth, me folded in half and him making small pumping motions into me. He leaned in further and kissed me again, his tongue pushed way further into my mouth like it was hitting the back of my throat. He was making short huffing sounds and said, “I can’t take it no mo’ Franky! Hold on there I need to push into ya balls deep.”
With my ankles on his shoulders he pushed in a couple of longer stokes. Then pushing slowly my ass really opened up and his balls bottomed out on my ass. I could feel my insides had just opened up. At first it felt like his cock was in me so tight I couldn’t breathe. But he stayed still and stopped thrusting just like that, balls deep and didn’t move.
“There you go, Boy. Just breath through it and you’ll get used to it in no time.”
“Oh, My god! You’re so fucking huge. It’s… It’s too big!”
It wasn’t a sever type of pain, just intrusive and I have to admit I was just about ready to tell him to get off of me when I relaxed and a strange feeling came over me. Like the pressure turned into a numb sensation then slowly turned into a pleasurable feeling of being really filled up.
“There you go boy.” Percy said almost whispering in my ear. “I feel you losing up. In a minute it’ll get real, real good.”
He started out really slow just barely pulling out then pushing in again. It was a minute before I could really breath though. Before I knew it, it really started to feel good. My ass opened up and Percy in turn, started to push into me way harder. And before I knew it he grabbed my ankles and started slamming into my ass while he held onto my hips, then started making small jerking motions. He groaned deep and loud. I could feel his hot cum spraying the insides of my ass. He sang out loud and his face got all red. I tell you it scared me a bit ‘cause I thought he may be having a heart attack or something. But after he pushed most of his cum into my ass he started to smile.
“Oh, you fucking blonde slut. I’ve got to fuck you again. That was something great!” I just looked up at him puzzled ‘cause I have never cum more than once in an hour’s time and here he wanted to fuck again… right away.
“I done told you I had a lots of jam for you baby. I’m pretty sure I can fill you up again.”
He popped out of my ass and got up off the couch. He held my hand and helped me get up then led me into his bedroom. After I sat on the side of a giant sized bed he asked, “Would you like some more shine ta drink?”
Sure,” Even though my head was pretty fuzzy. He came back into the bedroom with the bottle and poured us both a full glass. He downed his in two gulps, so I tried to do the same and a bit spilled out of my mouth and then I hiccupped loudly.
“Watch it there Franky, you’ll squirt out all that baby jam I puts in ya. And there ain’t nothing better for lube than that.”
“Come on you sweet blonde boy, I gots to fuck you again.”
He set his glass down on the cupboard beside the bed and crawled onto the bed next to me.
“Come here and suck me up again you little slut you.”
I laid down next to him and grabbed his cock. It was still leaking a bit of cum but I was still really horny so I put his slightly limp cock in my mouth and started to put some life into it. It wasn’t but a few minutes before it started to get hard and I swear, even bigger than before.
“Ok Franky. I’ve got to fuck ya super deep now boy. I’m thinking you gonna be lovin’ this.”
He got between my legs and pushed me onto my side then pulled one leg over his shoulder while my right leg was between his. He then stuck his engorged cock into my hole and started pushing it into me again. This time going real slow. His breathing was fast but controlled like an athlete. It seemed like my legs were spread further apart in this position and he was hitting even deeper parts of me than before. This only lasted for about five minutes with his constant thrusting before I felt something inside my body stir.
It was like an involuntary twitch that was getting more and more intense the more Percy kept stabbing me with his cock. And I could feel something building inside of me. It was kind of like when you had a sneeze and it just kept getting more and more prevalent until it was inevitable. I couldn’t help myself. It was something so deep inside of me. I don’t know if it was the size of Percy’s cock or what, but I started to orgasm and I swear I lost complete control of myself. I quickly grabbed my cock and started stroking back and forth on it to try to catch up with the orgasmic feeling I was having deep in my ass.
I was on another plane, even if this was death, I wanted it! Before I knew it, I felt the release and cum flew out of my dick and shot all over the bed. Because of my loud moaning, jerking around and my ass clenching, Percy lost his mind and his load. His cum filled my ass again and I smiled to myself almost laughing because it felt so good.
Percy collapsed on top of me sort of laughing to himself.
“Damn Franky, you dirty blonde slut! I haven’t felt a release like that in a long time. I say we make this a regular thing.”
I just giggled under my breath and didn’t say anything, but if this is what anal sex is all about, I knew I wanted to do it every day.
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