All of a sudden, Eric laid down on the bed and told me to sit on his chest, which I obeyed. He had a few hairs on his muscled chest, but it was enough to cause tickles to my butt. It felt like sitting on a furry rock.
To my surprise ― and delight ― Eric swallowed my medium-sized penis skillfully, with no difficulties. He stayed like that for a few instants and soon he told me to keep on sucking him, moaning when I restarted.
It was weird to think that I was having sex with another man. I felt uncomfortable and excited, at the same time. I was still unsure; questioning my whole life and the way I had always seen myself. Was I a homossexual after all? Or was it only a normal sensation, since Eric was touching some stimulating parts of my anatomy and all that was nothing but a huge hormonal explosion? I definitely lacked the answers, but I was giving myself with all I could manage and master.
Hours seemed to go by and, suddenly, Eric knelt and, with a firm and sexy hold, he pulled me closer in an embrace. He started to kiss my neck once again. He stayed like that for a while, placing his penis between my thighs and faking the act of penetration. I shivered every time.
To my surprise, Eric pushed me over the bed, with my stomach up and, holding me with his big hands, turned me around. He slapped my butt with strength, which would surely leave a red mark, and growled a lustful compliment. Then, his face got closer to my white and rounded butt and his tongue entered my anus, moving quickly in every direction. My body contorted in excitement and I moaned loud. He laughed in satisfaction.
“Get ready!” Eric told me, getting once again on his knees, “I’m going to fuck you!”
I felt the nervousness and the fear taking over me. I didn’t know if I was ready or if I could really handle his entire member inside me. I had no doubt that it would hurt a lot, but I remembered our deal. I had to do everything he wanted, without complaining, if I wanted my family to be helped.
I was gasping for air and my heart was beating frantically. I held a pillow and buried my face on it, trying to calm down and, if necessary, to suffocate my moans. The situation was embarrassing. I couldn’t believe my first time would be like that. With another man.
He kept licking me for a good while. I had to take my face off the pillow in order to breathe. The idea of Eric digging his face between my butt cheeks was, in a way, rousing. It was weird to feel pleasure in such a place. I didn't wonder about this for long, since, without doubts Eric knew what he was doing. After all, the moves his tongue was doing were exciting and he was now trying to penetrate me with it, making me moan even more intensely.
Whe he finally took his tongue away, I let out a loud cry. I was surprised when one of his fingers penetrated me, entering without much difficulty due to the lubrication and preparation it had received from his tongue.
As soon as he noticed I was already comfortable with the first, he inserted the second one, that didn’t entered just as easily. He moved it in and out of me with them.
“Are you enjoying?” he asked me, watching my reactions while still stimulating me. I didn’t answer, I wasn’t sure of the way I was feeling. It felt good, but it was weird altogether. “Are you enjoying? Answer me, shit!” demanded him.
“Y-yes, I am,” I answered between moans. That was what he wanted to hear.
“Then, you will enjoy even more what is about to come,” he remarked, taking off his fingers and going towards the huge closet that covered the entire wall.
He took a flask from there. I couldn’t see what it was. He held me by my waist, placing me on my fours. I felt my face burning. The position was embarrassing. I suddenly felt something cold being spread over my anus. It should be lubricant.
Then, he placed his dick on my entrance, which should be small in comparison to his huge penis. I felt the first sting of pain when he forced for the first time, unsuccessfully. I moaned in pain. I felt like giving up, but I had no such a choice.
“Relax,” he said, rubbing his dick on my anus. I took a deep breath, trying to comply.
“Won’t you wear a condom?” I asked, realizing he wasn’t using it.
“No,” he answered me. “You are only mine. You will never be touched by other man, so I feel safe to do it without one. It will be even more pleasurable like this.”
“What about me? Am I safe?” I had to ask, anxious. I had no idea of how many people he had taken to bed. He probably had had several partners, considering how attractive he was. Not to mention all his fortune. He could have whomever he wanted.
“I’m not seeing anyone now,” he said as an answer, forcing his penis once again against my entrance. I tried to ignore that; I couldn’t force him to use it.
When I felt the pain, I tried to relax and take a deep breath in order for it to work. I couldn’t complain, I just couldn’t. With a bit of effort and difficulty, I finally felt the glans of his penis penetrating me. My urge was to take it off immediately, for I felt pain and burn taking over me. I felt like being ripped, but I enduredit silently.
“Calm down, Ianto! Relax!” he told me, standing still, in order not to cause me more pain.
I felt tears running down my face. We stayed there for a while, until I finally started to get used to that part already inside of me. I felt so humiliated. When he realized it wasn’t hurting that much anymore he asked me if he could keep on going. Hesitantly, I told him to go, fearful and aprehensive. If only the head was hurting that much, how would it feel to have all the rest inside me?
He started pushing and the pain returned as well as a huge discomfort, but I tried to hold the urge to stop him. I didn’t know how patient he could be. The sooner he entered, the sooner I would get used to it. So, I let Eric push all his member inside me. I moaned of pain and relief when I felt his hair on my butt: it was finally inside me.
I felt a bit dizzy and asked him to wait for a while. My sight was blurred and the pain was unbearable. I placed my head on the mattress while trying to calm down and recover. I have no idea of how long I stayed in that position. For my luck, it worked, for the pain soon diminished a lot. Eric was still very hard and pulsing inside of me, waiting for a sign to go on.
“You can move,” I said, in the end.
“Great,” he answered, impatiently.
Eric then started to enter me, making me moan loud in a mix of pain and pleasure. I couldn’t figure which one of them was stronger at that moment. He was penetrating with great will and moaning just as much as I was.
Slowly, the pain started to fade and Eric increased the rhythm and the strength with which he was fucking me. All that pleasure was so hallucinating and intense that it was almost unbearable. Every time his dick entered me fully and hit a certain part inside me that I never knew it existed, I felt like I could come at any moment. My penis couldn’t even keep itself erected. It seemed like all the pleasure I could feel had been transferred to that area.
Eric embraced my chest and pulled me against his body. Then, he started to kiss and suck on my neck while fucking me in his frantic and strong rhythm. I felt like I would break at any moment, but the ecstasy was huge and I couldn’t speak. Eric was moaning loud.
When I felt I would be able to come without even touching myself, he took his dick off me and laid on the bed.
“I want you to ride me,” he told me.
I got up over the bed and went to him, feeling my legs shaking, but doing as told. I positioned his dick at my entrance and sat, feeling all of him invading me again, and soon returned the up and down moves. That was so pleasurable, but I had no idea of how long could I stand it. My legs were getting weaker and weaker at every move.
Noticing me slowing down, Eric started to thrust inside me again, while I tried to remain my ups and downs on his dick. It was then that I was taken by an intense pleasure and felt my penis spurting my sperm all over Eric’s chest and belly. That was amazing! He smiled, satisfied.
He turned me on my chest as soon as he realized I wouldn’t handle being over him anymore and started thrusting with even more
savagery and now the pleasure started to bother me a bit. Was it because I had already come? Luckily, it didn’t take long. His moans got more intense, showing that his orgasm was close.
“I’m gonna fill you with my milk!” he announced.
As soon as he let out his louder moan, I felt something hot filling me inside: he came a lot. I felt part of it slipping out. He threw his body over me, with his dick still inside me, breathing heavily. His body was completely soaked in sweat and he was gasping for air. I also took the time to breathe and rest, even if a bit bothered by his weight over me.
After a few minutes, he finally moved away from me, taking off his penis, which was still hard in a certain way. He sat on the corner of the bed.
“Go take a shower, I will do the same. We have to get dinner,” he said.
“Ok,” I told him, trying to stand up with some difficulty, for my legs were still wobbly and I could feel his sperm slipping from inside me.
“Ianto!” he called me, as soon as I was reaching the door; so, I turned back to him. “I’m going to help your family,” he revealed.
“Thank you!” I said, feeling tears coming to my eyes. For some reason, I felt like running to him and hugging him, but I refrained my will. Even though he was helping me, there was no reason for him to lock me in that apartment against my will and force me to have sex with him. That wasn’t fair!
“Hurry and go to bath, so we can dine. You have to eat well. After all, I only went easy on you because you were a virgin. Next time, I’m going to fulfill all my fetishes and wills with you. After all, this is why I bought you,” he said.
Chapter 5
I woke up with Eric calling me. Due to the previous night I was still pretty tired. When I looked at him, I felt my face burning in embarassment. I was terribly embarrassed. He, on the other hand, had a wide smile on his face. He was already wearing his working suit.
“Let’s have breakfast, Ianto!” he said.
“Ok. May I go to the bathroom first?” I asked him.
“Sure. I’ll be waiting for you in the kitchen,” he answered.
I marveled at the fact that he was allowing me to walk around the house on my own, but I didn’t make any remarks. I went to the bathroom to piss and wash my face. I was already wearing the clothes he had bought me. He also insisted on the white color for them. White pants and shirts were no fun at all. At the first opportunity, if I found anything to dye them, I would bring some colors to those damned white clothes.
In my way to the kitchen, I tried to find a telephone or something of the sort, but there was none. Eric had probably removed all of them. When I got to the kitchen, the table was already set. He was waiting for me in his chair, not eating yet, with his wide smile still on his face.
“Is everything alright with you?” I asked, astonished by his mood.
“Everything is fine. You gave me an excellent night, yesterday. I’m really glad. We have an amazing chemistry in bed,” he answered.
“Chemistry?”
“Sure! The way you gave yourself to me was just incredible.”
“If you say so…” I remarked with irony.
“Anyway, let’s eat now. I have to go to work,” he said, apparently disregarding my irony.
I gave my best not to yell at Eric: I’ve only gave myself for you yesterday because I wanted you to help my family and I was deadly afraid of you beating me if I didn't!
Luckily, I managed to hold my tongue.
I wouldn't get anywhere by yelling at him. I mean, at least nowhere pleasant. At least he seemed calm and happy now. We started eating our breakfast without much talking. I wasn’t very comfortable around him yet, so I had no idea what I could to talk about. We had so few things in common. When we finally finished, he took me back to my bedroom and said what I was longing to hear.
“I need your parents’ address.” He took a small notepad and a pen from his pocket and gave them to me.
“Sure.”
I wrote in a paper the address of the place where I used to live. My heart was aching more and more at each character I wrote in the white paper. I was missing each one of them terribly: my father’s playful mood, my mother’s overprotection and even my little brother’s intelligence.
“I will go there right before lunch,” Eric announced, taking back the notepad and the pen.
“Really?” I asked him, suspiciously. He could have pretty much lied about our deal just to get what he wanted.
“Yes, I promise,” he replied.
“Thank you,” I said, smiling at him. Even though what he was doing to me was unforgivable, he had no obligation to assist my family, therefore, at least he was being nice regarding this.
“I’m going now, see you later,” he said, getting closer to me. I faced him without understanding his intentions when he surprised me. Bending slightely, he pecked my lips in a fairwell kiss. I was static, unsure about what to do. He, however, smiled at me before locking my door.
I threw myself on the mattress taking a deep breath while trying to take a grasp at what had just happened. The night before, we had sex, but he hadn’t kissed me in any moment. I was a bit surprised by it. After being forced to make sex with him, somehow being kissed by him seemed a much more intimate act.
The way he had been smiling to me and, then, the kiss… everything made me much more confused. What did he really want of me? He had even said I was a merchandise once, but now he was treating me tenderly. I tried to understand what was going on, but to no avail. I couldn’t understand Eric at all. I was completely under his control. He didn’t need to please me, but he was making an effort to do it any way. I gave up thinking about it, when I felt a headache coming.
Lying on my back, all I could do was stare at the white walls. The worst thing for a prisoner is to be an anxious person. Each minute felt like eternity. Suddenly, I saw the book that I had thrown against the wall. I didn’t want to read it, but it could be a way to distract me, so I fetched it and started reading.
Although it was strange to read a book about a gay character, I ended up enjoying it. The mystery and the thrilling of “Red Moon” managed to catch my attention as much as the gay scenes. I was startled when I heard Eric calling my name because then I realized that I had read already most of the book.
“Come on!” he called me.
“Right away.”
I let the book aside and followed him to the kitchen, where the food Eric had bought was already set on the table. My body was hungry, but my mind wasn’t much interested in the food. I was dying to know if he was actually able to do what he had promised me that morning. After making our dishes, we started eating. I was staring at Eric all the time, waiting for him to say anything, but he said nothing until we finished. This time, I didn’t eat much due to the anxiety.
“I suppose you might be anxious to know about your family,” he said, noticing I haven’t taken my eyes of him.
“Yes, I’m really anxious. Did you go there? How were they?” I asked.
“Well, I can tell you everything you want to know, but, since I still have some time left, how about you give me a blowjob first? Make it a good one and I will tell you everything,” he proposed. I felt my face burning and stared at him in disbelief. “I’m being serious, come here!” He moved his chair away from the table and opened his buckle and the zipper of his pants, exposing his erection, evident under his blue underwear.
“You are going to tell me if I do it?” I asked.
“Even though I don’t really need to. You belong to me and you ought to do whatever I say. But, yeah… I’m telling you if you blow me good.”
I approached him a bit anxious, I wouldn’t be able to relax until I could know how my family was. Nonetheless, I needed to do that in order to get the information I wanted, so I knelt in front of Eric. I pulled down his underwear, releasing his huge penis. His big red gland was already wet with pre-cum.
I hesitated a bit, facing his crotch, but Eric soon pulled my head against his dick. I g
agged when I felt it touching the back of my throat and soon I took it out of my mouth. He wanted to put everything in, but it was too big for it. He just laughed and once again pulled my head against his dick, making me choke one more time. He didn’t seem to mind much and, pulling my hair, he made me swallow him whole and release him repeatedly. I was gagging each time he forced his dick down my throat. Soon he was already soaked by the saliva dripping from my mouth.
He was moaning loud and seemed to be enjoying it. I, on the other hand, was feeling used as an object. However, for some reason I was unable to understand, there was an erection sprouting inside my briefs. I tried to ignore it. It should be normal, no matter what the gender of the person you are having sex with.
Eric fucked my mouth for a long time, until he pulled my hair and guided my mouth to his balls. Finally, he released me so I could decide on the rhythm. He was masturbating while waiting for me to suck him there, but I hesitated, unsure about what to do.
“Come on, Ianto, suck my balls.”
I obeyed and started by licking it. He moaned loud. Luckily, it was well shaved. He speeded the rhythm of his masturbation, showing all his desire. I put one of his balls in my mouth and massaged it with my tongue. Eric was moaning louder and louder. I got to the other one and did the same. He seemed to love it so I kept alternating between them.
“Like this… Damn, this is so good…” he said, among loud moans.
He looked down and stared at me while I was blowing him. I was also looking at him attentively in order to keep track on his reactions. He then stood up and pushed everything from over the table letting some glasses and dishes fall on the floor and break. He paid no attention to it, though. He took me in his arms and threw me on the table.
After pushing me down, he pulled my pants and briefs in one swift movement, exposing my dick that was as hard as his own. He put everything in his mouth at once. I moaned loud when I felt its warmth and wetness. Then, with fierce movements, Eric sucked me hard while continuing to touch himself.
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