cock, Gustav?" His eyes travelled over my face and up and down my body. My heart was pounding. I was hard and wet now, and dying for release. I couldn't believe how turned on I was.

Swept up by the lust in his voice and his words I nodded yes.

Franz responded with another little smile and tightened his grip around his rigid cock, clearly enjoying the mental picture of a pretty young student going down on me.

"I knew it," he replied with a grin. "A handsome boy like you, the girls must be throwing themselves at your feet."

Both flattered and embarrassed, I turned my eyes from his once more.

"Beauty is not a sin, my boy," Franz said, reaching out and stroking my face.

His eyes lingered on mine for a moment as though trying to communicate something that could not be put into words. Then he picked up his glass and drank eagerly. Wishing to numb my senses and to relieve myself of the burden of rational thought, I did the same.

Replacing his empty glass on the table, Franz commented that he was beginning to feel the drink and settled back again, closing his eyes briefly. Setting my now empty glass down, I rubbed my swollen, aching cock through my trousers.

It was so hard it hurt to touch it, so I stopped.

I looked over at Franz, who was still standing proud and had resumed staring at me intently. Without a word he called me to him again and I obeyed.

Before I could fully understand what he was doing he had turned me over, not roughly but with an urgency, which communicated to me that his intentions were not to be questioned. I was too numb and excited to feel scared, though my pulse raced at the thought of what he had in mind for me next. He was pulling my clothes off of me and I could feel the familiar sensations of wild, unbridled arousal rising within me.

A gentle cry escaped my throat as he pushed me against the arm of the sofa. I remember clinging to it, feeling my heart fluttering wildly like a caged bird in my chest as I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. He pinned me down with his body so I couldn't move. I didn't know if I wanted or was ready for this, but I didn't attempt to fight it, and instead quickly braced myself for my fate.

Fumbling amateur that he was, he clearly had no clue as to what he was doing and was acting impulsively on pure lust. Consequently, what stands out most clearly in my memories of the experience was the sheer and utter pain of it. His rigid member wet with only his saliva, he pressed it to my anus. I jerked as the discomfort hit me, inadvertently backing toward him and driving the head of his cock into me. It was excruciating.

Before I could recover from the initial pain he had thrust himself deep into me, penetrating me roughly, taking my breath away. The pain was blinding. I felt as though my insides were being ripped from my body. A second, opposing sensation immediately overcame me and I became very aware of my own nagging erection, pressed hard and uncomfortably against my stomach.

Vote: Total Votes: 20 Steamy (1 vote) Hot (2 votes) Blazing (3 votes)

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Stuck on Sticky Joined: 2006/12/10 From: NE Ohio Posts: 670	Why is it that... ...the sexiest conductors are always Viennese and named Franz? Great Story !