Date: Fri, 17 Feb 2017 15:43:05 -0800 From: Gingham Shade Subject: Fuck me, I love you chapter 14 Chapter 14: Someone Call the SPCA, He's Punching that Kitty! A disclaimer: This story is fictional story. All characters were made up and any similarities are just coincidental. This is a gay romance between adults, it's my version of a dominant/sub relationship. So if that offends you, please discontinue reading. Also, if it is illegal for you to read such material in your country, you have been warned. I hope you're enjoying it and that the story draws you in wanting more. If you have any suggestions or concerns, do not hesitate to email me at ginghamshade@gmail.com. Every author loves a bit of fanmail so I would love to hear if you enjoyed the story! AND, if you enjoy the stories on www.nifty.org, please give a donation to help cover their expenses at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. While the site is currently free, donations only from loyal fans can help keep it that way. Any amount will help. Author's note: y'all better thank me for this chapter. It's my raunchiest work yet. -------------------------------------------- Anderson was out of breath as he knocked on the door. He had rushed over the moment he got the text, ready to annihilate Eric. His heart pounded in his chest as he listened to some loud thumping through the door. Somebody was having a good time. Bradley opened the door, clearly disheveled and out of sorts. Anderson pushed past him, ready for a fight. "So? What do you want? You said you wanted me to come over right away." "Shuttup." Bradley lunged for Anderson and picked him up, wrapping his legs around his waist as he clawed at Anderson's clothes. He punched his tongue through Anderson's shocked mouth, slowly making his way upstairs with the boy in his arms. Anderson was absolutely confused as to what was happening, but his mind short-circuited the moment Bradley started kissing him. His arms wrapped around the wolf in a tight grip as he felt his ass squeeze and pulse in his pants against Bradley's crotch. The sounds of rapid fire fucking ceded into the background as Bradley's thick legs up the stairs carrying them into his bedroom. Bradley slammed the door shut behind them and tore off his clothes. He started to fumble with Anderson's shirt but he gave up, allowing the stud to tear it off on his own. As he went for Anderson's pants, his urgency was so great that he ripped the top button off. In a single motion, he stripped Anderson ass naked, underwear and all. "I'm sorry, baby, but I'm going to have to hurt you real bad tonight." Anderson was incredibly turned on, and his hard cock did nothing to hide it. His heart beat louder in his chest as his ass became warm at the thought of Bradley's cock. He could feel every fiber of his body tingling in anticipation. Bradley kissed him hard before spinning him around. Pushing Anderson on the bed he bent him over so that his ass jutted out over the edge of the bed. His hands spread the muscular ass like butter and he crouched down to inspect the twitching hole. "Baby, can I cum inside of you tonight?" A deep shudder rolled through Anderson's spine. It started at the base of his neck and rolled down his spine. He was filled with desire for Bradley's cock but they hadn't had any conversations about commitment yet. He tried to collect his thoughts as to make an informed decision, but he realized too late the question was rhetorical. Bradley leaned forward and gently kissed the open panting sphincter, circling the rim of Anderson's ass in a slow gentle movement. Anderson felt his jaw open as a deep guttural moan spewed from his mouth. "Uuuuoooooooohhhhhhh!" Bradley kept up the circle motion, gently increasing the pressure with each rotation. His hands cupped the meaty mounds of Anderson's ass and held them apart so his breath would hit the hole as he ate it. Anderson felt his hands push into the mattress of the bed, arching his back as his cry reverberated throughout the house. "Fuuuuuuuu¡­.. fuuuooooooooo." He couldn't even complete the word fuck, as his brain was being slowly sapped out of his head and pulled through his spine into his ass, seduced out by the ripples Bradley made in his ass. Bradley could feel the sphincter buckle in submission to his mouth. Finishing one final circle he let his tongue slowly sink into Anderson's tender hole. Anderson's chest began to heave and sweat broke out all over his body as he pushed himself against Bradley's face, desperately trying to impale himself on the tongue. He started whimpering, his face sinking into the sheets which he tugged and gripped, wrinkling the fresh duvet beneath him. "Ooh. Ohhh. Oohhh¡­. please¡­" Anderson remembered something about a question... a question he was supposed to consider carefully. He couldn't remember the question because it wasn't pressing. What was pressing right now was Bradley's tongue in his ass, and his need to fill his ass with something massive and hard. He fought hard to remember the question. "Ohhh baby, can I please fill you with my load?" Bradley was an evil motherfucker who knew how to drag out a cumdump. He knew that Anderson was already willing and pliant, but he wasn't going to do it without a hard yes. Stiffening his long tongue he began fucking Anderson's ass, filling the boy with lust and an urgent need for cock. With each thrust, Anderson's body lifted slowly up off of the bed like an inflating balloon. His eyes were forced closed, as his hands pushed him back into an arched position. Spit fell out of his mouth as he couldn't contain his moans. "Ooh! Ohhh! Fuck! Yes! Yes! Fuck! Yes!" He had no idea what he was agreeing to, but it didn't matter because the answer was yes. Whatever Bradley did next, he hoped it would fill up his desperately needy ass. Bradley was happy to hear that yes meant yes. Having obtained permission, he stood up and grabbed some lube from the nightstand. Anderson was a quivering slut in front of him begging to be penetrated. Having slicked him up with saliva, He only needed a tiny dollop on his cock before pushing it against Anderson's winking sphincter. He let the head rest against Anderson's ass before gently nudging it forward, bit by bit, to let it slowly fill Anderson's ass. Anderson could feel the cock head against his ass. His body took over the moment the head broke through the front line. Like clockwork, his back arched and flexed his ass as he pushed himself against the cock, sinking himself 1, 2, 3, inches. Anderson's eyes opened as he crossed the point of no return, a banshee wail of pleasure tearing out from his innermost core. "Fucccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk!" At 5 inches he realized that he was feeling the raw, unprotected version of Bradley's cock. The meaty veins danced against the inside of his anus and sent waves of pleasure throughout his body. The takeover of his body was almost complete as it all massaged his prostate like waves buffeting a beach. 6...7¡­.8¡­.9. A tiny squirt of cum popped out of Anderson's cock as his eyes bulged at being completely penetrated by Bradley. "Huuuuunnngggghhhhhhh" Anderson wondered who was making that dirty fucking sound, unaware that it came from his own body. His cock pointed downward like an obedient dog, a thin string of cum sinking from it to the rapidly forming puddle beneath him. Bradley had been watching the whole thing, completely mesmerized by how Anderson took his cock. It sent tremors through his body as well, pumping his cock in little bursts which Anderson fought to keep inside of him. He saw the bit of cum squirt out from Anderson's cock, a disappointing amount compared to the river he'd unloaded their first session. Deciding he would help Anderson cum for real, Bradley pulled his cock out and pumped it in once to search for Anderson's prostate. To his surprise, another squirt of cum flew from Anderson's cock. He couldn't see Anderson's face but a shocked grunt informed him that the result was unexpected for both of them. Pulling out, he thrust himself in again at yet another angle, this time with the same result and a deeper groan. Anderson's body was locked into position, unwilling to move lest he break whatever spell Bradley was having on his prostate. His soft breathing tried to slow itself as he tried to figure out what the hell was going on. Bradley realized he'd done enough testing. Anderson was made to be pleasured by his cock, and he began a slow piledrive into his bitch's ass. Each forceful puncture of his ass resulted in a tiny bit of cum dribbling out of his cock, and a shocked moan from Anderson, positioned like a trumpet to blast out his pleasure. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Anderson's cock was belting out cum now as Bradley sawed into the ass at a deep and rhythmic pace. The boy was crying: desperate for cum as Bradley's cock took control of his mind and body. Bradley was so obsessed with Anderson's body that he hadn't been concerned with his own swelling member. As he marveled at his ability to keep Anderson in an infinite state of orgasm, he felt his own orgasm catch him unaware in a moment of passion. "Oooohhh fuck yesssss!" His own load pelted the inside of Anderson's cavity as Bradley made Anderson his own. The semen seeped into Anderson's inner lining and did its best to fertilize whatever it found. Anderson felt a warm gush inside of him but he was too busy seeing the cum pour out of his own cock to notice. All he could sense was the power of Bradley's mighty club inside of him and how it manipulated his dick into cumming without touch. He felt Bradley's arms wrap around his chest pulling him up so that he upright on the bed leaning against Bradley's chest. The soft fur rubbed against his bare skin and he looked back to find Bradley waiting to deep kiss his mouth. "Oh Gawd Bradley, how the fuck do you do this to me?" They snogged in this position a bit as Bradley's still hard cock imprinted itself inside Anderson's anus. "Baby, I'm sorry but there's no time for explanations." Turning their bodies around, they both sank onto the bed¡­ --------------------------------------- Andrew was watching Eric grind on his cock when he first heard the deep moans upstairs. Eric was sitting on Andrew's pelvis, his legs folded as he undulated his whole body on the black mamba. His arms were up, folded behind his head as he rocked his whole body up and down Andrew's 9" cock. They looked at it each other in surprise as the moans got deeper and louder; Eric's eyes narrowing a bit as he tried to focus on the matter at hand. Andrew imagined who was up there receiving Bradley's cock. He had seen the photo of a young man blindfolded and tied up on the screen behind Bradley when he went upstairs. He imagined the bottom was that man, not knowing they were the same person as the Andy he met the day before. Andrew's own cock swelled a bit as he thought about the desperate look on the blindfolded slut's face. Maybe he could ask for sloppy seconds. Andrew began to fuck up a bit into Eric's ass, excited by the noise he heard from upstairs. His fuck session with Eric had reached a momentary lull, but now the game was afoot. Eric's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he stabilized himself for Andrew's tunnel fuck. His pecs stretched out across his chest as his hands gripped the legs behind him. Andrew was like a bowling ball, knocking all the pins down inside of Eric's alley. "Let's see if we can give them a run for their money." He said, and Eric jerked out a nod as the fuck hastened; punching the gut deep inside of him, Eric began to howl even louder as he was crucified on Andrew's wood. "Fuuuuuuucccccccccckkkkk" The noise got Andrew even more aggressive as his pelvis notched up in pace. He bounced Eric up and down on the bed like a rag doll. Leaning forward in bed he gripped the backs of Eric's shoulders with his arms, impaling the hunk on his anaconda as he jackhammered up into him. Eric's eyes were crossing as he struggled to stay conscious and make eye contact with Andrew. Andrew looked up at the fuck and felt himself reaching climax again, his fifth load of the day. "Fuck you're such a hot fucker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He shot his load deep into Eric's ass and roared as he saw Eric's own hard cock sputter and spray a load between their clasped bodies. "Yeah bitch, all you need is a fat cock to make you cum don't you? You don't even need to touch yourself, I'm all you fucking need!" Andrew felt the full weight of his beast mode activate and kissed his own bicep as he pummeled the ass. Even though his dick hurt, he was too busy fucking the boy on top to care and pushed through the pain as he decimated Eric's ego and ass. ------------------------------------------- Andrew and Eric sounded like they were fighting downstairs, with nasty language being thrown about between loud thumping. Bradley was sitting with his feet off the bed, looking up into Anderson, who was trying desperately escape being impaled on his cock and failing. Anderson sat atop Bradley's dick, facing away from his tormentor as one of his hands gripped Bradley's shoulder and the other one was pushing against the bed for leverage. He was breathing in harsh rapid breaths, as his hard cock slammed up against the crack of his abs. His legs were spread wide open, straddling the outside of Bradley's resting knees as he rode his lover reverse cowboy. From this position, Anderson realized that Bradley's beer can cock had a slight curvature, one which resulted in the thick head nesting itself in his ass like a fish hook. He had been trapped in this position for the last half hour, trying to figure out why he couldn't get off Bradley's cock. Every time he tried to lift himself off, the prong of the cock would slide against his prostate. This intense pressure would knock the wind out of him as it sent sparks through his brain. As his head rolled back from the pressure he'd lose control and find himself sliding back onto the cock, completely impaling his ass on Bradley's man meat. The pain and pleasure were confusing Anderson, who looked down at Bradley unable to form a complete thought or sentence. Bradley was making worried noises as he looked up at Anderson with those hungry dangerous eyes. He made no movement as he silently witnessed his prey shredding itself on his fang. "Oh daddy, please. Please¡­" He was begging for something but he wasn't sure for what. Anderson couldn't think. The thick load of cum had seeped past the lining of his ass into his consciousness. He felt like he was losing his mind. The thick cock just kept pummeling and searching out new places within him. Places he had no idea existed, and it made him cry out in desperate pleas for mercy. He didn't realize the motion was all him: his ass, driving itself on the cock, swiveling itself on the pole as it hunted for new sensations and pleasure from Bradley. He felt his eyes close as the sensations overwhelmed his ability to receive them. Suddenly something clicked with him. Perhaps it was a certain angle in which the cock penetrated him, but Anderson's face fell back. His eyes were tightly shut now and his screams could be heard down the street. He was pumping his ass up and down the cock like a rocket, his cock swinging up and slapping first his thighs, then his stomach. There was a clarity of purpose in his mind: all he needed was Bradley's fat cock inside of him and all he wanted to do was pleasure that cock. As his balls tightened within him, he instinctively felt a huge load force itself out of his cock, pumped like a shotgun out of him as it exploded and sprinkled his face. His lolling tongue licked at the edges of his mouth as he tried to catch the sperm like freshly fallen snow. Anderson felt his cock almost begin its descent but it was quickly returned to fullness as he continued to slide up and down the shaft. He felt good. His body was tingling from the newborn feeling post orgasm and continued to pleasure the cock inside of him. Anderson's movement became more controlled as he fucked himself on Bradley's cock. He began to search for feedback from the owner of his ass. He could feel his whole body undulating as every fiber within him committed to its task. Looking down he began to notice little things: A fluttering of an eyelid; a tiny bite from the lips; and Bradley's huge wolf smile devouring him. He started discovered that Bradley liked the complete feeling of penetrating him with his cock. Armed with this knowledge he dedicated himself to pleasuring his master. He would lift himself up to the head of the cock and then let go, allowing his hole to enthrone itself on Bradley's horn. Bradley encouraged him with grunts and moans, kissing him as he allowed Anderson to masturbate his cock. They kept this up for an hour. There would be times when Anderson would lose focus. When the cock would hit a certain way, or Bradley would chew on his nipple with his jagged teeth and Anderson would find himself thrusting himself on the cock, flagellating himself on the spear in punishment. He kept losing control to the pleasure. Bradley watched Anderson with fascination and amusement. The boy was so endearing when he tried to focus on Bradley's pleasure. Watching him lose the battle against his own ass made the wolf smile inside. He kept the boy aroused and off-kilter, seeing how many different ways he could break Anderson down. "Oh, Andy¡­ look at you. You're so pretty sitting on my dick." Anderson was in the middle of one of his rapid pump modes, blissfully unaware that Bradley was taunting him. He found himself edging closer to another load, and vainly scratched at the edges of his mind to pull himself together. He caught his breath, as he sank onto Bradley's pelvis, finding himself eye to eye with his oppressor. "Whoaaa Bradleeeyy¡­.Please...Please cum inside of me." He tried to lean back and kiss Bradley but that just made his insides bend a weird way, which made him shoot up like a grasshopper on top of Bradley, returning him to the endless cycle of insane pleasure. Bradley knew if he didn't finish up, Anderson was going to black out on his dick again. Deciding he didn't want that, he leaned back and let Anderson fall backward horizontal to his chest. Turning onto his side, he lifted Anderson's leg up and placed it over his as he took over the responsibility of fucking. With one hand he gripped Anderson's head and turned it towards him so they could look into each other's eyes. Sinking his teeth into Anderson's shoulder, he kissed and bit up the moaning hunk's neck until he nibbled on his lips. Letting Anderson's head fall back into position, he then turned to chewing on his ear. Anderson was moaning and trying desperately to back his ass onto Bradley's cock. Bradley lifted his leg up higher with one hand to stabilize the waist. Thrusting deep into Anderson's ass, he whispered dirty words into Anderson's ear. "Oh Baby you love my cock don't you...you love riding my fat raw cock and feeling your ass slide on my cum." Anderson helplessly moaned his assent under the barrage of ear worship Bradley was unleashing. He had cum a few times already but Bradley's excellent cock was pushing him over yet another threshold. "Baby, I'm going to cum now. You're such a hot fucking bitch, baby. Such a hot...fucking...bitch...I love you.." With those final words, Bradley gave a loud feral grunt as hot sticky cum poured of his cock and seeded his bitch. Anderson made a loud gasp as he had an anal orgasm, his balls being completed depleted of cum. He felt every vein, every inch of Bradley's cock hosing its seed into his ass. Once again the semen quickly went to work, burrowing itself deep into Anderson. They lay on the bed growling and nuzzling each other. Anderson felt like the fuck lasted a decade, but he was caught in the bliss of a fuck by Bradley. They lay there, huddled together in sex and love. Anderson wasn't sure if Bradley's confession had been honest or just impulsive at the height of sex, but he was happy to hear it anyways. Bradley was still caught in the haze of their lovemaking, enveloped in the happiness of finding his mate. They stayed like that for a few moments. Then Bradley's stomach growled. "I think we burned 10,000 calories or something¡­." Bradley said, checking his watch. They'd been at it for a few hours. Anderson weakly nodded as he realized the only thing he consumed the entire day was cum. His stomach gave a gurgle too. Grabbing a small towel he gently wiped himself off as he rose off the bed. Anderson watched the muscular form silhouetted by the afternoon sun. He adored the man. Bradley leaned back down to kiss him. "Why don't you go get showered while I make us some grub. You can meet me downstairs." Anderson heard the door close as he wrapped his mind about how crazy his life was. The past few days were a complete bust in terms of his dissertation, but he finally got Bradley to say he loved him. He rubbed his ass a bit, realizing how sore he was going to feel the next day. He was happy; Incredibly happy and content, even if he was behind on his work. He pushed himself off the bed and walked into the shower, Cleaning himself off. Drying himself off with a towel, he realized he was once again naked in Bradley's house without clothes. Tying the towel around his waist, he decided he was comfortable enough with Bradley to walk around naked in his house. Opening the door, he started to make his way to the kitchen when he noticed a light in the study room. Thinking Bradley may have left the light on, he walked towards the door to find Eric sitting in the room on Bradley's computer. He was scrolling through Anderson's photos. "Pretty hot, dude," Eric said, seeing that he had come in. -------------------------------------------- To Be Continued...