.. again.” He flicked his eyes at her, and then away, as if he was afraid of what he’d see if he looked too long.“I wasn’t kidding,” said Mi...dy. “You’re not sleeping on the couch any more. Unless you want to.” Now she frowned. “Is that what you’re saying?”“Do I look crazy?” he replied. “I just didn’t think ... I mean I’m not used to...” He looked at her again, this time keeping his eyes on her. “I’m not used to this. It’s all new to me.”“Did you like what happened last night?” She raised an. Calling out to my maker. No more, I didn’t want to go any further. Perhaps that is what he was waiting for, my exasperated plea. His cock swelled again, crossing the threshold of pain. I stammered, clenched, gasped, not in agony, but in euphoric shock. My body adjusted allowing me to enjoy this new found size. What usually lasted moments, was working its way into minutes. I had to wonder if it was really a precursor or just another adjustment for my benefit. No matter, I was at my limit and a. Secretly i used to fantasize about sucking cock as a k**, i dreamed of the day that i could. that day came when i was around 13 with a friend down the street, he was a year older than me. It started with wrestling, moved to dry humping and then soon i has rubbing his cock. We were so incredibly nervous the first time when i said " that looks good enough to eat." refering to his hard member in my hand. he told me to suck it if i want to, as we laid next to each other i sat up and leaned. ... I could feel my anal ring muscles, spasming, flexing, beckoning. One after another, over and over. My rectum was on fire, and each new cock made it burn hotter and more painful. My lips felt scorched, my throat raw and bruised, my jaw was so painful I couldn't close it. Throughout the night, visitor after visitor pushed their swollen cock into me. Some were vocal, others said not a word. Some used rubbers, some didn't. Yet along with the dread I felt, there was an exciting anticipation.