Crazy Kinky Dirty Love

by K. A. Merikan

  “If that’s so, I’m gonna stick it into your other pussy.”

  “Let me go...” Kyle whimpered and rubbed his eyes, but his attempt to make his way to the door on all fours was pretty half-assed.

  “I’m not through with you yet.” Dan casually pushed him down with his boot as he walked over to the desk, retrieving a roll of duct tape. “You’re gonna be sorry I ever laid eyes on your faggot ass.”

  Kyle’s chest heaved with every rasp of a breath he took. “Oh God,” he whispered, looking up at Dan. He had to be the hottest man alive, and he was so temperamental too. Kyle had never had as much sex in his life as in the month following their first meeting at the LGBT club.

  Dan ripped some tape off with his teeth and forcefully pulled both of Kyle’s arms back, only to secure them together. It made Kyle arch his back and expose his chest, which was pulsing with a furious heartbeat.

  “Hope your cunt is as loose as it felt, because I’m not gonna go easy on a used up cocksucker like you.”

  “I’ve never done that!” Kyle yelped and bit his lip to fight back a smile. He couldn’t wait to have his ass ravished.

  “Tell shit like that to your priest.” As soon as Kyle’s arms were taped in place, Dan pushed him over and secured his ankles together as well, effectively making any further escape plan futile. The roll of tape dropped to the floor and Kyle yelped when strong hands grabbed his legs and he was dragged towards where the desk was. It was hard not to moan when the rough carpet scratched at his tender skin in the process, yet, Dan manhandling him like that was too great to complain.

  “I can suck you off,” he offered, just to see Dan’s reaction.

  “You had your chance to get my spunk all over your ugly puss.” Dan dropped his ankles and Kyle heard the unmistakable snap of his boyfriend’s favorite lubricant being opened, followed by the familiar smell of cherries. “Now you’re gonna get it in your filthy ass.”

  Kyle slowly struggled to his knees and looked up. He enjoyed how the restraints made him helpless so he would just have to take whatever was coming. He didn’t get to see much before Dan pushed a boot between his shoulder blades and pushed the front of Kyle's body to the floor, leaving his ass obscenely exposed. Kyle didn’t expect the feeling of something smooth and cold pushing at his entrance.

  “Oh God! What is it?” he blurted out and tried to look over his shoulder once more, squeezing around the item.

  “It’s called bottle recycling.” Dan gave him an evil grin, pushing against Kyle’s resistance with the slick nozzle. The touch was cold and harsh with no give. Nothing like a silicone dildo. It didn’t hurt, thanks to the lube, but Kyle tried to inch his ass away, just to mess with Dan. That display got him a sharp slap on the ass, which made his muscles give up, allowing the nozzle in. It was such a thrilling experience to know it was a piece of glass that he had inside. He squealed and moaned like a newborn piglet, struggling in the binds.

  “Whoa!” Dan steadied his hips with an iron grip. “Don’t crush it before I get a taste of that slutty hole.”

  Kyle pushed against the bottle, but tried to calm down his moves, even though it was hard when all he could think of was: ‘A guy is fucking me with a bottle’. It was clear Dan was being careful and slow, but the rhythmic motion was enough to feed Kyle’s fantasies. Push. Pull. Push. Pull. He couldn’t hold back the groan that left his lips when the thrusts became deeper.

  “Shit, you’re taking it all up, like the slut you are... How many guys left their spunk deep in that hole?”

  Kyle couldn’t focus on any coherent answer, too far gone in pleasure. His balls were aching for release, hips stirring on their own accord. He followed the bottle with his ass when Dan eventually took it out, but the sound of what had to be a condom packet being torn open, was like honey drizzling all over his heart.

  “You just can’t wait to get stuffed, can you?” Dan growled, and Kyle tried to hide his face in the rug, curling his toes, but he let out a wanton moan as soon as he felt the briefest touch of a warm cock pressing against his opening. His body melted and yielded to the invasion, letting the thick length in.

  “So young and so used up already, I wouldn’t pay five bucks for a dirty hole like yours,” panted Dan, squeezing Kyle’s ass so hard it almost hurt.

  “I’m not...” Kyle was surprised to find himself sobbing as he clenched his buttocks on the hot, thick shaft. The way it molded him into submission was too intense for words.

  “Yes, you are.” Dan leaned over him, trapping Kyle with his strong arms, engulfing him with the heat of his body. “You’re a soaking cunt.” He bit Kyle’s ear. “Stretched so wide, you let me in as if I’m your tenth today.”

  “I only have sex with my boyfriend!” Kyle cried out, but only spread his thighs wider, waiting for a hard pumping, for Dan’s cock to slide in and out without mercy.

  “And a dozen dildos, you mean?” Dan pressed Kyle’s face deeper into the carpet, resting the whole weight of his upper body on his back and making him breathless.

  “Why are you so hot to fuck a guy, huh?” Kyle snarled. He enjoyed playing with fire and anticipated what Dan’s reaction would be. Would he push in harder? Slap him? Withdraw?

  “It’s not about you. I like to stick it into slutty faggots, so they know where their place is.” Dan yanked Kyle’s head back by the hair and sunk his teeth into his stiffening arm.

  Kyle couldn’t help a loud moan as he wiggled his hips under Dan’s weight. “It’s so fucking big,” he rasped, all hot and sweaty.

  “Not nearly big enough to stretch you all the way, slut!” Dan pushed Kyle’s head into the floor with both hands and withdrew an inch, or two, only to slam his prick right back in. It felt like being impaled on a burning iron, yet it was the sweetest torture.

  “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Kyle yelped, writhing his hips to accommodate the hot flesh. He loved it even though it was slightly uncomfortable. His own dick begged to be touched, dripping with pre-come.

  “Oh, I will.” Dan held Kyle down and started rocking his hips against his ass. “I am.”

  The way Dan kept changing the rhythm now and then, drove Kyle mad. He gave Dan all that control over his body, knowing he wouldn’t take advantage of that. Kyle's face was dragged against the carpet with every thrust, but he couldn’t care less. It was all part of the experience.

  The smell of sweat and cherry. The way his hands were tightly bound. The vulgar obscenities Dan snarled at him. Even the way Dan’s cock throbbed when buried deep inside Kyle’s ass. Perfection.

  And when his lover suddenly withdrew, the emptiness inside came as such a shock that he didn’t know what to do.

  “Lie down, bitch.”

  Kyle’s lips trembled and he bit back another sob, but complied and fell to the floor, spreading his thighs as far as he could with his ankles taped together. His first instinct was to rub himself against the carpet, but he was too embarrassed to do that. The rough fabric scratched his sensitive genitals, but the touch of Dan’s hands made up for it.

  “Good, I don’t think you need that now, you greedy cunt,” Dan said, and with a sharp snap, Kyle's ankles were free. He didn't get a chance to react, as Dan covered his body with his, cock pressing between Kyle's buttocks in a delicious slide. It’s head kept moving over his stretched anus, but Dan took his time to push in, arousing Kyle even more. His whole body was aching for release, and Dan’s words only made his cock throb harder. Kyle wanted to come so bad. Come while still being pumped by that massive hunk of a guy, pushed down by his weight. That would be the hottest thing ever.

  He was now trapped under his boyfriend’s muscled body and every thrust forced air out of his lungs, making him weak and lightheaded.

  “That’s right. Enjoying yourself, you fag pussy? You like a thick dick deep in your slutty ass, don’t you?” Dan slid his meaty forearm under Kyle’s face, keeping him even closer.

  And there it was. Those words pushed Kyle over the edge, and he came, pushing his ass against Dan’s
cock, panting arhythmically. He probably cried out, but in the haze of things he wasn’t sure anymore. All of Kyle’s focus was on the rough carpet that provided his release and on the way his muscles clenched around Dan’s thick shaft. He trembled in the safety of Dan’s arms, reveling in the feeling of fullness, in that fat prick that kept up the punishing rhythm. Each slap of skin against skin reminded him of how hot it all was.

  “Oh, fuck! You trying to rip my dick off?” Dan tore his cock out from between Kyle’s buttocks and gave them a slap. “On your knees, cunt!”

  Kyle moaned a complaint, all wobbly as if his bones turned to jello, but he slowly forced his legs to work and struggled to his knees. He could barely breathe when he thought of the position he was in: thighs spread, ass up high and his anus clenching for Dan to see. What was now also obvious when he looked under his body, was the wet stain on the carpet. His face was on fire.

  “That’s right, pull your ass apart.” Dan cut the duct tape on his wrists in one swift move.

  Kyle shivered when he heard a snap of rubber behind him. He sucked in his trembling bottom lip and let his hands trail down his body to fulfill the command. He never exposed himself for anyone in this manner, which got him hesitating. Sure, he considered himself good looking, but would Dan find it hot to see him like that? Kyle didn’t know, but forced his palms to his buttocks and pulled them apart for Dan’s pleasure. If the groan behind him was anything to judge by, the answer was ‘yes’. Kyle mewled, feeling a gentle pressure tracing the sensitive skin around his anus. It was accompanied by the combined sounds of rhythmic slaps and low grunts.

  “That’s one filthy hole. I can’t imagine anyone willing to come inside that thing.”

  ‘Please come inside me, sir’ was on the tip of Kyle’s tongue, but he wouldn’t dare say it, he just held his ass spread wide, waves of humiliation and pleasure rushing through him. Dan could now scrutinize every last bit of his body. It brought tears to Kyle’s eyes again, but he was miles away from his safe word, it was adrenaline and arousal mixed into one. Even though he just came, excitement still prickled on Kyle's skin, only heightened by the continuous touch. He yelped when Dan hit his ass again with an open palm. The burning sensation spread all over his body when Dan slapped Kyle’s hands away.

  “Face me and open your other pussy for me.”

  Kyle could imagine his face had to be completely red by now, but he dared a look at Dan and turned on his knees. Even after orgasm, the sight of Dan’s thick dick sticking out, all proud and erect, sent a spark of excitement to his balls. Kyle opened his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue. He was Dan’s cum-bucket and that thought alone left him struggling for breath.

  Dan snorted, yanking Kyle’s hand close and making it cup his balls. “That’s one obedient fag. You want to swallow my cum, don’t you?”

  “I’m a cum-eating queer, please let me have it!” blurted out Kyle. He was surprised when his eyes welled up and a tear streaked down his face, leaving a cool trail. He never broke eye contact, but his body was shaking all over. Dan blinked, his stare becoming even more intense as he pulled Kyle closer by the hair. The musky smell of arousal drew Kyle in, and he opened his mouth to receive the cockhead.

  “Then work my dick like the cock-hungry bitch you are.”

  Kyle sucked as if his life depended on it, letting the head slide all the way to his throat. He wanted Dan to have just as much pleasure as he did. With his eyes trained at his lover's handsome face, he was massaging the scrotum with all the eagerness he had in him. Encouraged with a mixture of obscenities and endearments, he sucked for all he was worth, curling his toes in pleasure.

  “Stick two fingers into your fag ass!” ordered Dan, rocking his hips in quick, merciless jabs.

  Kyle had never done that with his partner watching, but to him, Dan’s commands were law. He reached back with his hand and slid his fingers between his slippery buttocks. His stretched anus easily gave in, so he started thrusting them in and out of the smooth hole, stifling his moans on Dan's cock. He liked the feeling of being so thoroughly open.

  He voiced his pleasure as soon as he felt the familiar twitch against his lips, but he didn’t get to swallow Dan’s load. His boyfriend pulled out, jerking his cock right in front of Kyle’s face.

  Kyle whimpered, still moving his fingers in and out of his anus as he watched Dan masturbate. His boyfriend's warm essence splattered all around his mouth and cheeks, sticky, hot. He wanted to lick it all up, but didn’t dare. Instead, he pulled out his fingers, leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to the wet slit at the tip of Dan's cock.

  Still shivering with the aftershocks of orgasm, Dan dropped to his knees and pulled Kyle close, cradling him against his chest. They didn’t need words to end the scene. Kyle embraced his boyfriend, hiding his face in the crook of Dan’s neck. He kissed the salty skin, delighted by the rapid pulse beneath it. They had shared something special and intimate. Something others might not have understood. But Dan did. He didn’t consider Kyle’s fantasies offensive, he was willing to go with the flow.

  “You all right?” Dan pressed a soft kiss to Kyle’s temple.

  “Better.” Kyle’s voice trembled, and he wouldn't let Dan move away by a fraction of an inch. “But it was fun for you too, yeah?” As much as he loved the scene, he kept questioning whether Dan didn't have to push himself into it. There was a moment of silence, with Dan gently stroking his back.

  “You were crying.”

  Kyle backed off a little to look into his eyes and swallowed, noticing the softness in Dan’s gaze. “Ah... I’m sorry, it just-- it got so intense.”

  His boyfriend exhaled, and his mouth slowly curved into a smile. “Good, you kinda got me worried.”

  “I was... just wow, my mind is officially blown. Though I suppose you’re the one who is ‘blown’?” Kyle laughed and wiped off some of the cum from his face, just to suck it off his fingers. The stare Dan gave him made Kyle flush.

  “You’re insanely hot.”

  “I never came like that. You know, just a bit of rubbing. And I didn’t expect to meet you on the stairs already. I guess our Rice Krispies are gone.” Kyle pulled Dan to the floor with him. His knees were not happy to take any more strain. “And that boot licking thing...” He looked away, feeling a bit shy in the afterglow of the scene.

  “What about it?” Dan stretched by his side and kissed Kyle’s cum-stained cheek. He was slowly petting Kyle’s skin, running his fingers up and down his side.

  Kyle looked up into his eyes, very serious. “It was fucking hot. I thought I would just come then and there when you put that boot against my face.”

  “I’ll need to train you more often then.” Dan kept nuzzling and kissing the side of Kyle’s face.

  “But now I just want you close.” Kyle smiled and put his leg over Dan’s hip. It was the best thing ever to feel safe with a guy like Dan. They could do all sorts of things in the future. “What was your favorite bit?”

  “I loved it all.” Dan stole another kiss, pressing Kyle to his back and rolling on top of him. “But the best moment was when you opened your ass for me. Your hole was twitching, and I felt like I had it all.”

  Kyle grinned, feeling that a huge weight was taken off his shoulders. Now he was ready for a long, lazy make out session. “I like your new, butch haircut. You should keep it.” He gently stroked Dan’s scalp, smiling at the tickle of the stubble.

  xxx

  “You can wear a scarf.” Dan sipped his beer, watching Kyle with a self-satisfied smile. The guy was as perky as ever and even managed to save some Rice Krispies to make them both brunch.

  “Yeah, I could wear one of your bandanas.” Kyle gave him a peck on the cheek, before going over to the couch to find his t-shirt. Dan chuckled into the bottle and followed him with his gaze. Who would have thought the college transfer would end up in a relationship with the not-so-stuck-up-anymore LGBT club president? He noticed Kyle’s perkiness rose with the intensity of their sex, which was more th
an promising

  Kyle put on his Pride t-shirt and grinned at Dan. “I’m gonna have the hottest boyfriend at the parade.”

  Dan got up to his feet and followed him with a smile that threatened to split his face in two. He was feeling positively agitated about the new direction in his life. Everything was happening so fast, and he loved it.

  “Seconded.” He slid his arms around Kyle and sniffed his shoulder. It still smelled of his own shampoo after the long shower they shared.

  “Dan...?” Kyle kissed him on the cheek.

  “Yeah?”

  Kyle bit back a smile, all starry-eyed. “Have you considered getting tested?”

  Dan blinked, for a moment feeling confused. “Um... you mean, for STDs?” He tried not to sound overly excited, as they have only been dating for a month, even though it was a very intense period.

  “Yeah... not that I think you have one, or anything!” Kyle was quick to add. “But if we did, maybe we could, you know, be even more open with each other?”

  Dan bit his lip. Not that he hooked up with anyone since they met, but that was a huge commitment. He stroked Kyle’s hair. “You mean in sex?”

  “Well, yeah, wouldn’t have to worry about condoms and stuff...” Kyle slid his arms around Dan’s neck, kissing his jaw. It made him curl his toes against the carpet.

  “Um, so... you mean you want to go exclusive?” He leaned into the embrace, but instead of being pliant as usual, Kyle went rigid and pale.

  “I-- what?”

  Dan’s stomach tightened. It looked like his question was uncalled for. “It’s okay if you don’t want to, we’ve only known each other for a month.”

  “No! I mean... I thought we were exclusive already... You’re my proper boyfriend,” Kyle mumbled, pushing away slightly, but not enough to leave Dan’s embrace.

  Dan frowned. He tightened his grip on Kyle’s arms and gave him an inquisitive look. “Um... okay, that’s new.”

  “You think I’d do this kind of thing with just anyone?” Kyle’s face fell.

  “I know you didn’t... you know, go all the way with it.” Dan’s throat felt dry. “But we never talked about it. I thought we were just.. you know, dating.”