had been tightly shut; now it had begun to open, revealing a tiny drop of pre-cum.

After making the final adjustment on his cock ring, Rick reached down, grabbed me by my upper arms and jerked me to my feet. Spinning me around, tightly gripping my upper arms, he pushed me toward the waiting leather cushions. I didn't resist in the slightest and obediently laid face down and put my legs on the outside of the restraining pipes. Quickly stepping behind me, Rick put his hands under my thighs and roughly jerked me backward into position. I was now exactly where he wanted me. My knees were pried apart by the unyielding pipes; my legs were now spread to their widest extent. There was nothing I could do but wait for the inevitable.

I moved my face to the side so that I could see Rick. His smile had now been replaced by an almost sadistic leer; a look that I had seen a few times before. From experience, I knew that sometimes Rick was so totally horned up that he was not merely satisfied by fucking but by dominating; by not wanting just to have me but to totally fuck my brains out. And that was what I knew that I was in store for. Rick was not looking into my face but at my pale white elevated ass. I followed Rick's gaze. In the mirror I could make out the outline of my tiny asshole, glistening with the extra lubricant that I had applied to it. Rick continued his leer at it while putting some extra lubricant on his fat cock; not that I would need it but as a way of showing me what I was about to accommodate.

Now, the sight gave me a mixture of fright and anticipation. The huge dark member jutted out from Rick's body pointing more at the ceiling than at the wall. Rick moved his hips slightly; the big prick swayed back and forth. Without the usual condom, glistening with lubricant, it was unbelievably erotic. "You want it, don't you boy. Come on and tell me. You want it don't you?" Rick asked. I could only put my face straight down on the cushion and silently nod my head up and down; my last sign to Rick that I had not only accepted my fate but that I welcomed it.

I felt Rick kneel behind me and then give my hips a final pull backward to insure the greatest possible exposure for my asshole. Resting one hand on the small of my back, Rick took his other hand and began moving the big cock into position for the assault on my hapless, waiting rectum. All I could do was to silently repeat the mantra that I had done before, "Relax, Relax, Relax." Instead of mounting me immediately, Rick slowly moved the head of his massive member down the crack of my ass, bypassing my quivering asshole, down to my balls, teasing me, making me wait for my accommodation of him.

After a few seconds of this, he slowly and deliberately centered the cockhead on his target. I began groaning as I realized it was now time for The Main Event. As was his habit, Rick gently pushed the head only partially into my waiting orifice. Without the usual condom, the huge mushroom head seemed even bigger. I struggled to relax. Finally, my asshole gave up its resistance and closed tightly behind the ridge of the cockhead. By now, my groans had increased; the feeling was the