/>body from neck, to shoulders to my lats, down to my lower back and butt.

Just like on the television, when Bobby got to my bottom he started to pay
close attention, added more oil between my cheeks and became very precise
in his technique. Slowly, Bobby centered all the action of his hands and
fingers to my ass, pushing, probing and prodding.

At first his fingers just slid in and out of the crack, but after a while
he began to push his index finger into my hole. He did this for as long as
they did it on the videotape. By this time, my eyes were shut and only once
in a while would I look up to see what was happening on the TV. I noticed
that the Top had switched to two fingers and soon I could feel Bobby slowly
introducing a second finger into my butt.

I lay there silently, utterly relaxed, with waves of pleasure flowing all
over my body.

Suddenly, though, Bobby’s fingers were removed and replaced with something
colder and larger. I opened my eyes to see a dildo being worked into the
butt of the Bottom on TV. I raised my head to look around at my own
rear. Bobby was sliding a well-oiled carrot in and out of my ass. The tip
was narrow and made for easy entry, but as it went deeper it also got
wider. With each thrust I felt it enter slightly deeper. The carrot was the
perfect choice to expand a virgin hole wider and wider.

Once I got used to it, I again closed my eyes and listened intently to
Bobby's breathing, to the groans on the TV and to the sloshing of the
carrots oily in-and-out.

The tranquility was broken by a loud slap from the TV. I looked to see that
the Bottom's ass was alternately being massaged and slapped. Suddenly, I,
too, felt the painful smack of a well-place hand. I was about to sit up,
but Bobby had beaten me to it by quickly shifting his position from beside
me to a position straddling across my back with him facing my feet. His
weight was completely on my back even as he continued to manipulate my
asshole. My muscles were still so relaxed that I couldn't muster the energy
to kick him off.

"Hold still, this only lasts a minute. You'll like what comes next," Bobby
said.

Even as he said this, the pain continued. He wasn't just slapping me on my
rear, but right on my bung hole itself. The relaxation of my body laid open
my cheeks wider than they had ever before and Bobby had a clear shot to
slap his fingers hard against my sphincter. It hurt, but was pleasurable at
the same time. Although I'd tense up a bit with each crack to my hole, I'd
relax totally again with each exhale. My ass was on fire and I didn't know
how long I'd be able to bear it.

When I looked again at the TV, I saw the Top lean down toward the Bottom's
asshole and lick it delicately once, twice, three times. In seconds, I felt
Bobby, from his straddled position lean over my bottom and run his tongue
deep inside my crack. It was the most magnificent thing I had ever felt and
almost shot a load onto the pillows below me. Bobby licked a few more times
and I could feel his rough tongue right on my hole, pressing hard, mixing
saliva