like a cat. I moaned and groaned when I felt his cock head at my hole and grunted and yelped as he pushed it into me. I was tight, and he was rotating his tool around, trying to get it inside me. He pulled my butt cheeks apart with his hands, and he was in a couple of inches. He had a bulbous cock head, so this was the roughest part of the ordeal—at least in the thickness department. I panted and moaned and thought the trembling in my legs and knees would cause me to collapse.

“Too much?” he asked. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No, no, do me.”

I cried out as he pushed on into me then, stretching my canal to the limit, filling me up to what seemed to be the depth of a mile. My knees did collapse then, which I was very happy to have happen, because then Trent came down to me just as I had seen him do to that other man earlier in the day and that I had fanaticized about ever sense. His chest dug into my shoulder blades and his hands glided up my own arms and grabbed me by the wrists, and then on to entwine his fingers in mine around the brass headboard slats. His thighs and calves overlay mine, out wide, and my ass canal tightly held his throbbing cock. We lay there for a few minutes, as waves of pain slowly morphed into waves of pleasure, my ass canal starting to undulate around his throbbing dick. I felt his chin hook onto my shoulder, and I turned my head and lips to him. As his tongue pushed its way between my lips, his hips started their motion. First he pumped in and out of me in both long and short strokes, and then, as my own hips started to answer in a raised and lower rhythm, his hips started to rotate in a circular motion, moving his cock around in my ass canal. My ass walls started to tremble and undulate again. I was panting and moaning, and so was he.

“It’s so nice,” he was whispering in my ear. “So tight and so sweet, and so, so nice.”

My hips were off the bed now, and my reengorged cock was dragging its head back and forth on the sheet, fucking the bed.

Suddenly, he had dug his knees into the bed again, released my hands, and brought me up to my knees in front of him. We were both up on our knees on the bed, and my back was arched so that only my shoulder blades touched his shoulders. he had the nails of one hand dug in around one of my aureoles now, and I could feel the pain, but I didn’t care. I didn’t want it to stop. And he was furiously jacking me off with the other hand. He was pumping his cock up into me from below now, with long, fast, and deep thrusts.

We came almost simultaneously and fell back onto the bed, he still stretched out on my back.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered in my ear. “I don’t know what came over me. I lost it. You are just so tight and sexy. I couldn’t control myself.”

“It was great,” I answered. “You can do that again anytime you want.”

“How about as soon as I can reload?” he asked with a low laugh.

“You’re on,” I answered.

So, we lay there, while we