Date: Mon, 09 Jan 2023 10:09:15 +0000 From: Sheen Mattendi Subject: The cost of renting free VHS tapes - Chapter 2 This is a work of fiction loosely based on experiences and fantasies I had as a kid in Holland. It involves graphic sex between an older man and teenage boy, if that's not your cup of tea I'd advise you to stop reading now. Otherwise, enjoy and please do email me with feedback on sheen.mattendi@proton.me Chapter 2 As I got back to my house my heart was pounding and I was filled with doubt. What just happened? Did I want this? Feeling the raging boner it certainly seemed like it but it felt so wrong. As I opened the door to my house I was worried that my parents might be home. They never were but I was sure today was going to be the exception. Normally I'd shout "hello" but I decided to forego that this time considering I didn't know what my face looked like. It didn't feel wet but the walk back was petrifying. It turned out that my concern was for naught as the house was empty as usual. I quickly ran up the stairs to my room and checked my face. I didn't see anything but I did feel the cum residue. Almost on autopilot I wet my finger, traced the spot on my face and licked my finger. Looking myself in the eyes I realized that this was wrong and that I liked it very much. I slowly undressed in front of the mirror, turning around and admiring my naked twink teenage body and my dick standing at attention. I wanted to jerk off badly and I decided that Harry would have no way of finding out. As I stroked myself I relived the feeling of his dick in my mouth and the cum hitting my mouth and face. I tried to lick the rest off of my face and quickly came against the mirror. That's when the fear and shame really kicked in. What did I do? I wondered again. What's wrong with me? Right then and there I decided I'd never go back to the video store. That evening was uneventful, I suppressed memories of the day but by the time I went to bed, my resolve started to crumble. I was getting horny again and I wondered what he had in mind for me next. Unsurprisingly I didn't sleep much at all. I kept on waking up, staring at my clock and feeling horny. When morning finally came around I decided to skip school, the workaholics parents would never know. I heard them leave for work as I was still in bed. I stayed naked in bed for the rest of the morning, wanting to relieve myself but I didn't want to break Harry's rules any further. Once the agonizingly long wait was over, and the clock showed 13:15, I quickly changed into shorts and a T-shirt with flip flops and walk-ran over to the video store. As I arrived, the shop sign was switched to closed and my heart missed a beat. Did he reject me? I walked up to the front door and felt it, it was locked. My heart sank and just as I was about to turn around I saw him walk up to the door. He unlocked it and told me to get in. I got in and he locked the door behind me. My heart was beating in my throat as Harry gave me a lecherous look. "So you're back for more eh? I knew you liked it. Let's get into the basement." He put his hands on the small of my back and turned me towards the stairs. As we descended the fear was building in me again. I hadn't been down there since the card game. At the end of the stairs I turned right and I noticed that the basement had changed, the table was gone, it was empty except for a mattress on the floor at the end of the basement. The walls were bare, the light was glaring and it looked dilapidated, almost dungeon like. Harry turned me around and looked down, straight into my eyes. He put his hands on my shoulders and brought his face closer. He kept on looking at me as he started kissing me full on the mouth. His stubble was rough and my confusion came roaring back. It felt so wrong yet so right at the same time. His tongue slipped into my mouth and it dawned on me that I was French kissing this dirty old man and I loved it. He pushed me backwards as his kissing continued. His hands roamed down the front of my body lifting my T-shirt. The kissing paused for a beat so he could pull my shirt off. As soon as my torso was bare he grabbed me again and kissed me even rougher, grabbing the back of my neck and thrusting his tongue in my mouth. He was so much stronger than I, the way he handled me only reinforced that point. I had no say in the matter and I loved it. He let me go and told me to get fully naked. I quickly obeyed by kicking off my shorts which were the only item of clothing left. I relished the fact that this was the second time I was naked in the presence of a fully dressed older man. It made me feel submissive, it felt natural. I stood there looking at Harry and wondered what was next but he didn't move. He just looked at me with this nasty grin on his face. He stepped up to me and pushed me down on the mattress, I fell on my back with my legs wide and he told me to stay like that. Then he started to slowly undress. He unbuttoned his shirt revealing his hairy chest and big belly. He kept his gold watch, rings and necklace on. His belly hung over his chinos which made him look exactly like the dirty old man that he was. He unbuckled his belt, kicked off his shoes and let his chinos drop to the floor. The bulge in his briefs was very clear, he put his thumbs behind the elastic and pulled them down. Now this fully grown hairy and naked man was looking down at me whilst playing with his monster cock. He got on his knees between my legs and lay down on top of me, parting my lips with his as I felt his rod between my legs searching for my boy hole. I was being smothered and completely unable to move. It made me want to surrender even more even though I was petrified of being empailed by that rod. Before I knew what I was doing I said to him: "oh yeah daddy, make me your slut." Harry stopped kissing me and got up on one arm. "You are a horny little fucker aren't you!?" He said admiringly. "You bet your ass that I'll make you my little slut and a lot more!" He spat on his hand which promptly disappeared between my legs, rubbing the spit into my boy hole. "This is what you'll learn next you little cocksucker" and he promptly pressed his middle finger in my ass. I tried to jump back in surprise but most of his weight was still on me, I had nowhere to go. "Don't fight it boy, today a grown man will fuck you deep. It will hurt at first but you'll come to love it you little slut." I was scared but nodded and mumbled: "yes daddy" He pressed my legs further apart and continued to finger fuck me. I felt the pressure of his body decrease as he slowly got on his knees between my legs which is when he told me to lift my legs up which I promptly did. "Grab your ankles slut boy!" I did and found myself with my ass up facing Harry who was finger fucking me faster and faster. He spat directly on my hole and introduced his second finger to my boy pussy. Again it hurt but he told me to relax which I desperately tried to do as he picked up the pace ramming me with two fingers. "Let's get you loosened up because I will fuck you today boy!" Harry said breathing heavy, I swear I could see him salivating at the prospect. I put my hands in the small of my back and pushed my legs back as far as they could go. Harry pulled out his digits and put them in my mouth roughly. "Clean this up boy!" As I eagerly sucked his fingers I felt him spit on my hole again. He retracted his hand out of my mouth and he placed three fingers on my ass. "This is going to hurt if you struggle Dennis. Just accept them like the little slut that you are." At that point I felt huge pressure on my hole as he pressed in three fingers at the same time. I screamed, initially in pain but soon in delight. I felt him stretching me whilst telling me what a good boy I was and that I was making daddy proud. I really wanted to make this daddy proud. He pulled his fingers out and placed them in my mouth again. "Lick!" is all he said, and I did. He told me to let my legs down, I couldn't answer as I had my mouth full so I just obeyed. He moved behind me and I felt his massive cock head being lined up against my tiny hole. He increased the pressure as he spat on his cock. I was hurting bad, it was so tight I screamed. Harry was hot and sweaty and he just leaned his body over me. It was 55kg against 120kg. It wasn't even a match. "Scream little bitch, nobody will hear you." He said slobbering with a mean look on his face. "This will hurt for a little bit." He pushed harder and I felt his head pop through my ring muscle. He groaned and kept on pushing, sliding in further and further. The pain was excruciating, he smothered me with his body again and he said in my ear: "just push, as if you're taking a shit, it will make it easier." Not knowing what to do I obliged and my pain started to abate, slowly replaced by a feeling of ecstasy. He picked up the tempo slowly and every time he did that delicious pain returned for a little bit. Every thrust was a little deeper until I felt his balls slap my cheeks. I was dribbling precum all over my belly as he fucked me. He rode me harder and harder and his sweat was starting to rain down on me. After a while I could hear his breathing change and his body tense up as he rammed harder and harder before exploding inside of me. He rammed me so hard it hurt again and again and again. He slowly pulled out and moved my legs down and together after which he straddled my chest with his dick in my face. "Clean it boy" Feeling his sperm in my out stretched boy pussy I was so horny I was ready to do whatever this man told me. I could smell my ass on his dick as I lifted my head to start sucking. He had my arms pinned under his legs so it was difficult work but I did my best. As I was bopping up and down I suddenly felt wetness on my face and I realized he just spat me in my face. It was humiliating and hot. When he was satisfied with my cleaning job he got off and looked at me. My flat belly was glistening from all the pre-cum and he asked me whether I wanted to cum. "Yes please daddy!" I practically begged but he denied me. "I need to go open the store, you stay here naked waiting for me. Don't cum you understand!?" I was disappointed but accepted his instructions. Harry put his clothes back on and climbed back up the stairs, leaving me to my naked horniness and thoughts.