Date: Thu, 2 Dec 2021 13:12:42 -0600 From: Bruce Turner Subject: Chris Comes Home Chapter Twenty-Three Chris Comes Home Chapter Twenty-Three Chris woke up to his brother tying a blindfold around his head. He tried to get his brother away but John John was helping him. As soon as they thought he wasn't able to see what was happening they stood him up and pulled his sweat pants off. One to each side so he didn't run into anything Dean and John John guided him through the living and dining rooms out through the patio door. The weather had changed some since he had gotten home so he felt the cold air slicing into his ball and prickling his butt. As they walked him into the grass he was totally confused, his brother and John John had never treated him that way. When he heard their Father tell him they had gone far enough he thought the man was coming to his rescue but they held him in place. A minute later he felt his Father's hand between his buns, he knew whose hand it was because it was not as soft as either Dean's or John John's. When his Father told them to get him on his hands and knees Chris was even more confused, none of them would want to fuck out in the cold like this so why was he down on the ground. Dean had let go of his arm and stood with his legs on either side of his head holding him still. "Okay boys, he's all yours. I'm going inside to get warmed up." Their Father didn't like cold weather so Chris thought that was normal. It was only seconds later that he felt a wide wet tongue on his ass, he couldn't recognize it but had a good feeling that was a dog not a human. The tonguing didn't last long just enough to get Chris ready for whatever was coming next. He felt the warmth and the fur moving along his back just as he realized that there was a huge dog on his back although he wasn't feeling its weight. What he did feel was a hot bone slipping between his buns then poking at his asshole for just a second before beginning to break through his anal ring. At first he thought they were playing a furry trick on him with John John sticking a finger in his asshole but then he felt the blunt end of a swelling dog cock hit his anus. Right then Dean moved away pulling the blindfold off, he tried to look back just as drool hit his neck. All he could see was the brown leg that he wondered why hadn't been trying to grab onto his sides. The swollen cock was still sliding into him, it felt like he already had ten inches of cock in him when the dog started to hump him hard, harder than even Alex had fucked him earlier. The dog was hammering his ass with his cock at least five minutes before Chris felt the knot hit him. He couldn't tell how big the knot was but it felt like he was being pounded by a huge fist. For a few minutes his ass wasn't willing to open for the knot that was hammering it when he began to open for it it didn't start sliding in but kept hitting him hard. He wanted to yell but was having trouble breathing so that was impossible. "Come on, Chris he wants in your ass. Open up for your new dog. He knows you are going to be his bitch." Dean was urging him on much like he had done the first time he had taken Rocco's cock. He wanted the big knot but was having trouble letting the dog punch through his anal ring, he hadn't had anything that big in him ever. The dog didn't stop trying, after at least ten minutes he had forced the asshole open enough that his knot was starting to slide in his new bitch. "Dean, his knot is almost in him." Chris hadn't known where John John had gone but hearing his voice knew that he was down almost at the same level as his asshole, close enough to get a good view of the knot and what it was doing to him. Suddenly Chris felt what he thought was his asshole ripping open and the huge knot popping into him. It hurt more than any other knot had ever hurt him even more than having the twins double fuck him the first time. His bother and John John were hollering and cheering. Chris felt like they thought of him as some kind of hero for managing to take the huge knot. Chris couldn't believe how much cum he felt the dog shooting in his ass, normally the cum would have helped to sooth the pain but it wasn't. He was actually scared at the thought of the dog turning over him, what he had always thought of as the best part of a dog fuck. What was the huge knot going to do to his insides? He dropped his head to the grass so he could reach behind him and grab a leg, he knew from what he had already felt that the dog was big enough to drag him around the yard with almost no effort. When the dog finally turned Chris did scream, it was not nearly as pleasant as any other dog turning his knot inside of him. Even having hold of one leg the dog was scraping his knees on the grass he had to ask his brother to try and hold the dog from taking him too far. Chris was hanging by the dog's knot for more than a half hour before he was able to release the knot enough he could pull it out with a loud enough pop that Chris knew his Father had to hear it inside the house. "Happy divorce present." Chris didn't understand what his brother was meaning until he repeated that the dog that had just fucked him was his. He lay down to recuperate. Dean let him know that his present was a car so now they didn't have to wait for their Father to take them places or pick them up when they were ready to come home. The car excited Chris but he was too worn to go to the garage to take a look at his brother's car. He did look to see where the dog had gone to lick his cock seeing the Great Dane that he had told his Father he wanted, the big tan dog was licking at his cock which was still fully erect, about twelve inches long including the knot. "It's a shame that Charlie isn't here to suck the dog cum out of my ass." Chris didn't think either Dean or John John would want to sooth his ass or drink what had to be more than a cup of dog cum. Dean got between his legs, he wasn't as crazy about dog cum as Charlie but he was always willing to lick his brother's asshole, especially after it had been fucked hard. "Damn, you're bleeding. John John go get our Father and some towels. Chris had thought the wet feeling was pure dog cum but listening to his brother he was worried that the ripping he had felt was going to leave him damaged. The pain was no worse than he felt after any other dog had fucked him. "Dean, lock the dog up. John John, go get my cell phone." Mr. Carmichael could tell that the damage was severe enough that Chris needed a doctor quickly. He wasn't a doctor himself but he worked with doctors in two different hospitals so he knew who to call for help. While he waited for Dr. Stephens to arrive he held a warm damp towel to his son's torn asshole. Chris was in pain but didn't cry while waiting. "Mr. Carmichael, your son needs to be put in the hospital. I could sew him up but he needs to be on constant antibiotics. This opening is in the worst possible place for exposure to harmful bacteria, I wouldn't want to see him get infected. If not treated properly he could lose all use of his anus and have to wear a colostomy bag for the rest of his life. "It looks like whatever was forced into him was as large as a softball. He is never going to be able to use his anus that way again." The doctor hadn't seen the dog but had an idea of what had happened but kept his mouth shut. "Call an ambulance to take him to the emergency room, I'll meet you there." Mr. Carmichael knew the proctologist knew what he was talking about, he was one of the most respected in the city. He hated the questions that Chris was going to have to answer once the doctors felt he was well enough to answer them clearly. He hoped that there was no CPS involvement, that could create a lot of problems that he wasn't set to deal with. Dr. Stephens gave Chris a shot that killed all the pain but also made him so drowsy that he was asleep when the ambulance arrived. Dean went with his Father to the hospital worried about his younger brother. Chris didn't wake up until the following morning unsure of where he was or why he was in such pain. He needed to talk with Dean for a few minutes to understand what had happened and why he was where he was. Dr. Stephens visited him early in the morning, he tried calming Chris down by telling him he wouldn't be in the hospital for more than another day and that he would be back to normal activities within the week. He wasn't able to tell him whether he would be well enough to wrestle the next weekend but promised to examine him Friday afternoon to let him know. The dog he had hoped to own one day had turned into a nightmare. Mr. Carmichael let his son know that the dog would be gone before he arrived home. Chris understood from what his Father had to say about the Doctor's evaluation of his asshole made when he first arrived at their house that he should not try taking a dog's knot ever again. Chris was still feeling enough pain through the painkiller that he had the feeling the doctor was telling the truth. That was the worst news he had been given in his life, even worse than hearing that his parents were divorcing and that his Mother was moving across the country. He didn't expect to have any visitors from school but he was fooled, Jeff showed up after school that day with Max and Bruce. He would never have expected those two to be together. He was happy to see them both but the medication he was on put him to sleep shortly after they arrived. He remembered saying something to Bruce when he woke but couldn't remember what it was, he hoped he hadn't made a fool out of himself in front of the trio and was determined to ask Jeff the next time he saw him. He thought his Mother had visited with him that evening but he was too medicated to be sure if she had said she was leaving the next morning or he had just had a bad dream. Sometime in the middle of the night Donny stopped in his room to visit wanting to know the true story, there were rumors floating around the hospital but no one really knew what had happened. He was glad to see Donny but wasn't able to tell him much. "You can return to school tomorrow but if the seats are the same as when I was in school you will probably want to carry a donut with you." Chris had to have the doctor explain what he meant, how was a donut supposed to help him sit more comfortably. Dean was in the room when the doctor was giving him instructions on what to do once he was home, he took notes and had the doctor show him exactly how and where he was supposed to coat the stitches with an antibiotic cream. Dean promised the doctor that he would treat his brother as well as if he was in the hospital, Dr. Stephens wasn't sure he should allow his patient to be treated by a high school boy until he saw how carefully he treated his brother's asshole. Dean wasn't pleased that he had to wear a glove when taking care of his brother but understood that the germs on a hand or in a mouth could be deadly if transferred to the slowly healing opening. The first day back at school Dean and Bruce treated him as if he was a wounded veteran. He appreciated the help but didn't feel like he needed all the help they offered. Chris was not feeling well enough to go to practice that first day back to school but did stop at the coach's office to let him know that he wanted to wrestle on Friday evening if the doctor gave him the okay. He did spend some time in the weight room trying to be sure he would be prepared for Friday's match. When the coach learned that his asshole was stitched up and he definitely would not be able to take his cock over the weekend he expressed his disappointment. Chris hadn't thought the coach had become that serious about fucking him but was happy to hear that he would be missed. Riding home in his brother's car he asked Jeff if he had done anything stupid when he had visited the hospital with Max and Bruce. At first he wouldn't tell him what he had done but Chris could tell he was holding something back so he kept pressing him for the truth. "Chris, I don't know whether it was stupid or intentional. While we were there you thanked Max for what you did in the coach's office. When Bruce asked what you had done you told him that he had waited too long and wouldn't be able to fuck you. His face went as red as this car, but he didn't leave your hand go." "Why would I do that? I like Bruce but I never thought he would want to fuck me. When you left did he say anything about my stupid comment?" "No, in fact he didn't say anything before we left him off at the end of the street where he lives." Jeff didn't know why Chris was upset about embarrassing Bruce, in fact he hadn't known why Bruce had wanted to go to the hospital with them to visit. He was curious but decided that if there was something to tell that Chris would let him know when he was ready. "Was Max upset that I said anything about him fucking me? Did I say that Alex is his Uncle and used his cum to fuck me? Should I talk to him about what I said?" "Not really. I did get to suck his cock before he left me at home. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. We are going to the movies next week, I was going to ask him out but he beat me to the punch. I guess that means he enjoyed the blow job." Jeff wanted to ask if Chris thought Max was going to insist on fucking him. "You have been fucked before. Why wouldn't you let him fuck you? He is gentle and knows what he is doing." Chris wondered if he was going to have to live vicariously through Jeff's asshole, if he was, he was going to have to urge Jeff to get fucked more often. The fact that the Doctor had told him that he would probably have to wait a few years before he could be fucked again was starting to sink in and become real. At least his cock wasn't affected so he would be able to fuck when the stitches were out of his ass. Three times a day Dean was replacing the plastic covering the doctor had in place over the stitches and painting the wound with antiseptic. Dean would have rather been licking the asshole but the doctor had told Chris that nothing should be touching his asshole for a few weeks and he was completely healed. He did help his brother out more than just nursing him, since the wound was only at one end of his asshole Dean played with the other end to give him some pleasure. John John and Dean both knew that Chris was suffering from the restrictions so they would go to his room and offer him blow jobs, John John even even rode his cock a few times so Chris knew that he was still wanted. Thursday night before the next wrestling match Bruce followed Dean and Chris home. They studied until Chris was called to dinner, Mr. Carmichael invited Bruce to stay but he said he was expected home for dinner every night and his parents were not lenient about him missing the meal and family time. The entire family kidded Chris about his new boyfriend. None of them believed him when he told them that they hadn't even kissed yet let alone have sex. When he admitted that he thought Bruce was a virgin they kidded him even more. Chris didn't know whether Bruce just wanted to be his friend or whether he was trying to get to know him enough to be his boyfriend. Not knowing Bruce's intentions was one thing but he had to admit to himself that he didn't know his own intentions regarding the boy, he had thought at one point that he would like to fuck him but now he wasn't sure what he wanted to do with Bruce if anything. "Chris, lets talk." Chris wasn't used to his Father wanting to talk with him after dinner but he followed his Father to the office in the back of the house. "I was talking to Dr. Stephens today. He wanted to know if you were following his instructions. I told him you were but that I wasn't sure you were happy about it. "He suggested that I take you to a therapist to help you get used to your new situation. Are you willing to talk to someone about not being allowed to get fucked?" "I think I am getting used to it on my own, but do you think going to a therapist would be of any use?" Chris knew he needed to talk with someone but wasn't sure he could open up about having been a bitch for the Great Dane or the other dogs and his desire to have a knot in his ass again. "He suggested a doctor that he knows who is willing to talk about your alternative desires. The man is gay and deals with a few patients that do more than have sex with other men. Dr. Stephens didn't come right out and acknowledge that he knew you had been torn by a dog's knot but he implied that being deprived of what you had been doing was going to be difficult for you." Mr. Carmichael had spoken to him because he was worried that Chris would be looking for a dog as soon as he started to feel well. "Don't therapists have to report anything that is against the law?" Chris couldn't tell his Father but what he would miss the most was having him fuck him. "No. Unless you have murdered someone they are bound by confidentiality laws. He might be able to help you figure out why you enjoy being with Bruce and what you want from him. You have not been yourself since Charlie broke up with you and I think you need some help." Chris hadn't known that his Father had noticed the increase in the number of people he had been allowing to fuck him. If the therapist could help him follow through on his pledge to have sex with less people he was willing to talk to him. "When am I supposed to see this man?" "I'll set up an appointment as soon as he can see you. It may have to be after wrestling practice if he sees patients that late in the day." "Okay but don't make me miss practice." Chris had decided while in the hospital that since Alex wouldn't be able to fuck him any more he would try sucking the man's cock. He wasn't sure that he would be able to force himself to suck more cock now that he couldn't get them in his ass but he liked cock enough that he would try. The following afternoon Chris visited Dr. Stephens office to get cleared to wrestle that evening. He was told that the stitches were in good shape with the first two having started to dissolve. The doctor said he was okay to wrestle but that he would need to examine him again after the match to check that the other stitches hadn't burst. The team was happy he was suiting up with them. It took him longer than normal to get into his singlet so many of his teammates were talking to him and patting him on the back. Once he was in his singlet the coach called him into his office, for thirty minutes they worked on a way for Chris to wrestle that night using mostly his upper body and avoiding the use of his butt and upper legs. Chris was not completely sure of himself as he walked out onto the mat, it was the first of his matches that he didn't expose his opponent to an erection before they started. By the third two minutes Chris was down on points and knew he was losing. He didn't want to hurt himself but he started out flipping over the other boy and soon had him on his back struggling not to get pinned. Chris could pick out individual voices cheering him on, when he heard Bruce he was encouraged and dropped onto the boy below him hard enough that for the required three count he couldn't breath well enough to get off the mat. "Well you were able to wrestle tonight while only breaking one stitch. It doesn't look like I will need to replace it since the stitches on either side are holding you together. I still don't want you practicing for a few days. Probably by Wednesday you should be able to resume your activities involved in wrestling, your brother seems to be doing exactly what I showed him. There is no infection and no further damage." Dr. Stephens had taken Chris to the coach' office to exam him. Chris felt odd laying over the desk without a cock in his ass but he was going to follow the orders from Dr. Stephens although that meant he was going to have to feel deprived for at least two years. Joining the team in the showers made him feel almost normal although he was late and the other guys were all finishing up when he turned up the water. If it had been Dean examining his asshole he was sure he would have been hard by then but it was one of the few times he walked into the shower after a match that he wasn't. Jeff was in a rush to meet Max, leaving Chris alone with Marcos and Roman. The hope that Marcos would suck his cock again had it beginning to grow. The pair of lightweight wrestlers went over to him and took the soap and the cloth he was using away so they were able to wash his body from shoulders to toes, asking about his stay in the hospital and if he thought he was fully recovered. Chris had enjoyed having his feet and toes sucked and liked while being fucked, he didn't know how much he would enjoy having his feet worshiped when not being fucked but Roman went to his knees and sucked his toes while playing with his legs. He had to stop Marcos from rubbing his ass too hard while washing it. Marcos carefully rinsed his cock for Roman who was kneeling in front of Chris with his mouth open as wide as he could waiting for the cock. Chris had not had any sex that was more than a blow job or John John riding his cock, the open mouth was a huge invitation for him to take a piss although he had no idea what Roman would do with the hard stream he needed to let go. As the first of the stream hit Roman's tongue he shook his head as if he didn't want Chris to flood his mouth with his urine but before he aimed his piss at the boy's body Roman locked his lips around the head of Chris' cock and not only accepted his piss but sucked on his cock to get all of it that he could. It was wonderful, Chris knew he would like to do more than just that to Roman but had no idea if the boy was willing to let him fuck his ass. For the next fifteen minutes Roman worshiped Chris' cock unwilling to let it out of his mouth until he was swallowing a load of his hot white cum. Chris almost collapsed against the shower wall from the blow job. When Roman stood up he let him know that the next time they got together he wanted to fuck him. Roman presented his ass to Chris and rubbed back against his still hard cock. If there hadn't been people waiting for him in the gym he would have taken the boy, instead he told him to come work out in the weight room the next day. Chris did get a good feel of the boy's butt before he left the shower making his cock stay hard as he left the shower to walk through the locker room. He saw Max heading to the office and wondered if he had finally gotten his Uncle to do what he had been wanting for a couple years. He thought about popping open the door to see if they were doing more than talking but decided he wanted to meet Bruce who had said he would wait for him as long as his Father allowed. The principal had not discouraged his son from becoming friends with Chris but had let him know that if he hung around with the boy that other boys at school would be thinking he was gay, too. Bruce wasn't ready to let his Father know that he thought he might be gay although he was getting close to being overwhelmed by his desire to touch Chris, more than just an arm or shoulder, he didn't know what to touch but Chris' cock looked good enough to eat. Bruce had gotten impatient after seeing almost all of the wrestlers leaving the locker room. As a cross country runner he had been in the locker room many times and no one would say anything about him entering. Chris was bundling up for the cold when he saw Bruce walking towards him. The boy had been hit by the overwhelming testosterone left behind by twenty horny boys, he had never known what that smell did to him but as he walked towards Chris his cock had gone erect in his red, skinny jeans. Chris sat up from tying his shoes as Bruce walked up, bringing him face to cock with the boy that he wasn't sure what he wanted to do with. Seeing the erection pressed against the denim Chris couldn't resist. Not thinking what it would do to their friendship Chris reached up and unfastened Bruce's belt and pants. While pulling down the zipper he told Bruce that he hadn't expected him to be ready for him to suck his cock. He had it out of the boy's underwear and had the head of the seven inches in his mouth before Bruce knew what was going to happen. Although Chris didn't think he was that good at sucking cock he had all of Bruce's cock in his mouth and the boy was leaking pre-cum on his tongue in seconds. Bruce was still a virgin at that time but he had been dreaming about the day that he and Chris were able to have sex except his dream had been about Chris fucking his ass. Mere minutes after Chris had first touched his tongue to Bruce's cock he felt the cum rushing up the shaft and squirting in his mouth. Fortunately the boy had been regularly beating off so the cum was fresh and tasty. Within seconds of having shot in Chris' mouth Bruce's cock began to shrivel to its flaccid state of about four inches. Chris tried to lick the last drop of cum off the end of the cock but Bruce pulled away, pulled up his pants and ran from the locker room. Only then did Chris begin to think sucking Bruce's cock might damage their friendship. He sat there for a couple minutes before he finished getting dressed. When he walked out into the gym only his brother was waiting. "What did you do that made Bruce run out of there like a rabbit?" "You know, just a regular blow job." "I hope for you that he gets over his fear. The two of you had seemed to be getting along so well. I was hoping that he was going to be your boyfriend." "Did he say anything when he ran past?" "Just goodbye." "I should have thought about what I was doing. I've been hoping that the first thing we did was me fucking him not sucking his cock but I guess its too late for that." Chris moped all the way home, he hadn't wanted to ruin what was building between them but feared that he had. When they got home there were half a dozen of his team mates in the house ready to celebrate the teams third win of the season. That was as many wins as they had the entire season the previous year and this was three out of three. The party didn't last long, Mr. Carmichael chased the team out before midnight, neither he nor Chris understood exactly how much they missed their private celebrations of the past wins. Jeff was the last to leave, if Chris had invited him he would have been able to stay since he had already gotten his parents to give him an okay. They talked about Roman taking the initiative and sucking his cock in the showers and happily pressing his butt onto Chris' cock when told that the larger boy wanted to fuck him. He and Jeff discussed where he could take Roman while the others worked in the weight room without being discovered since he didn't think the boy was ready for everyone know that he was being fucked.. "It is a shame that you aren't ready to be fucked, Chris. You would be happy to have Roman in your ass, he's not that big but he acts like he knows what he is doing." "I think I can be happy just to get in his ass, he is small with a tiny butt but I like how he looks. If he fucks as well as he sucks cock I will be coming home tomorrow one happy boy." Chris had no doubt the boy knew what he was doing when getting fucked, the way he had backed up to his cock had told him that. "Well, you better take some lube with you, tomorrow." They both had a laugh at that. Chris was already set for that, he had never taken the lube he used the day he had the coach and his nephew fuck him. He had wanted to be ready for any of his team mates that offered either their cock or ass. He had been ready to ask Jeff for a blow job when his friend said that it was time for him to go home. Chris didn't really think Jeff would pass on the opportunity to suck his cock but he wasn't going to force the issue. When he looked in their rooms both Dean and John John were asleep. He had to ask his Father to take over for Dean doing the last change of bandage and ointment. With his Father's fingers playing with his asshole Chris almost went to tears wishing his Father would be able to do more sometime. Bruce wasn't working out in the weight room when Chris arrived, he wasn't sure the boy would show up although they had discussed it early in the week. Chris had found some workout clothing that showed off all of his body hoping to entice Bruce back to him, he had dreamed about him all night. He knew he was going to have to be the one that would start a discussion of what had happened between them in the locker room. He was almost finished with his workout when Roman showed up, the small boy was looking better than anytime he had seen him at practice. Roman walked up to him as soon as he saw him. "So, were you serious yesterday?" There was no one else in his corner of the weight room but he was still surprised that the boy had turned around and pulled his shorts down far enough for Chris to see the crack in his ass. Chris was confused, he not only wanted to fuck this boy but he also wanted there to be more between Bruce and he, something he felt would only happen if he didn't keep fucking other guys. With his butt still showing Roman reached back and told Chris that he had been waiting since the first day at practice for him to make a move. He found that funny, he had found the boy so attractive and had not known whether he had a chance even though his friend had sucked his cock a few times. "My towel is over by the fridge, go get it." He really wasn't ready for his towel but he wanted Roman to find the bottle of lube he had stuck under the towel. When he saw the boy's reaction he would decide whether he would take the opportunity to fuck him. "I like Swiss Navy lube, too. It is the slickest lube I have ever used. Where did you find it?" "I had a friend that gave it to me. He has a huge cock and with the lube was the only way I was able to take his whole cock." Telling Roman about where he had gotten the premium lube felt like he was cheating on Charlie even though they had been broke up for a couple months by then. He had never referred to Charlie by the size of his cock so doing that with Roman seemed wrong. "You don't need to worry, I know I can take your cock. Remember I was able to swallow it last night so I know exactly what you have between your legs. I've had bigger dicks fuck me but I have a feeling that you are going to make me feel as good as anyone ever has." Roman was fully hard, Chris wondered if the boy would be satisfied with a blow job until he was reminded that Roman wanted his cock in his ass. "Where are we going to go?" Chris didn't know if the boy had never played around in school or if he was trying to move them along. "Why don't you go check out the equipment room, if there isn't anyone down there it is private enough to fuck." Chris had been trying to keep an eye on the opening that lead to the equipment room but there had been time enough when he wasn't watching for anyone to slip down. "I'll finish up here while you check it out." He only had one set of ten over head pulls to go so he would easily be done by the time Roman returned. He was trying to think of a second possible place they could go since the school building was probably locked. "There isn't anybody there, but its locked." "That's not a problem, remember I'm a captain of the team. We get keys to the room in case of emergency." He grabbed his ball. "I think this is an emergency don't you? "Don't forget to bring the lube with you." Chris wondered how dominate he was going to need to be with the boy, he knew he had already set the stage for him to be in charge. Since the boy had showed up like he had told him to Chris had the feeling he would do anything he was told. While Chris unlocked the equipment room Roman wasted no time in getting out of his clothes. His gypsy coloring was beautiful to Chris who liked his boys to be darker than him. He expected the boy to be hairy until he remembered that Roman and Marcos were both if not shaved fairly hairless. "On your back or on your knees?" Chris hoped he was going to say he wanted to be on his back, he didn't want to have to find a towel to spread under him for a cum cloth plus he enjoyed watching a boy as his cock slid into him and when he felt him start cumming in his ass. Roman was already coating his cock with the slick premium lube, Chris knew if he allowed the boy to stroke him too much he would not be able to fuck as long as he wanted. When Chris took the lube bottle from Roman the boy dropped onto the wrestling mat on his back and grabbed his ankles showing Chris the brown hole that he wanted to fill. Chris didn't spend long lubing his asshole, the slick lube didn't require much to be used. As he lined up his cock with the asshole he grabbed Roman's cock with his slick hand giving it a few slow strokes as he forced his way into the hungry asshole. Chris was barely beyond the head of his cock when Roman took charge and rammed his ass down on Chris' cock until he felt his butt on Chris' legs. Usually when he was fucking Chris felt in charge, Roman changed that. The boy had taken charge when he rammed his cock down Chris' cock and didn't give Chris back domination. Roman wasn't just tight, he could squeeze his anal muscles down hard enough to almost tear Chris' cock out by the root. Chris had heard from Jeff about men with teeth in their assholes, he had always thought it was a fable to scare you away from fucking other guys, Roman made him understand what the people that told those tales had felt. He was happy that he had always been able to stay hard after cumming. Roman had pulled the first load out of him in record time so he was going to try to make the second fuck last much longer so that they both were satisfied. It only took Chris a few strokes to have Roman going off like a wild man that hadn't cum in weeks. He sprayed his cum all over the equipment room and his own face. Chris thought about licking the cum up but he liked how Roman looked with his face dripping cum so he didn't even touch it with his tongue. When Chris finally pulled out of his ass Roman wiped the cum off his face a finger full at a time sucking the cum off between wiping at his cheeks and moving down to his neck.