Date: Mon, 25 Sep 2023 22:54:36 +0000
From: boblucas2000 <boblucas2000@proton.me>
Subject: Bobby' purpose 8

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 "You know what happens now, right? Well, I do." He looked serious, his
face with no expression at all. He kept looking at me as he calmly closed
and locked the door behind him.

I still had my pajamas bottoms around the middle of my thighs. Everything
happened so quickly and I was startled and scared I didn't even noticed
I was mostly naked. Mostly only because my shirt covered my front, but
stayed just above my butt in the back.

Dylan motioned with his finger making a circle telling me to move toward
the bed. I started moving and was about to pull my pants back up when I
felt his hand over mine.

"No need for that." He said as he guided me to the bed. "Get up on the
bed and stay like you were when I got into the bedroom."

"What do you mean?" I asked confused but also a bit scared of what
would come from that.

"You know what I mean." He answered sternly. I could see his pale white
face even with the low light in the bedroom coming from a reading lamp
just beside his bed. He seated on an armchair just beside the lamp. While
I was about to climb the bed he interrupted my thoughts.

"No clothes" He said in a demanding tone. If I was embarrassed before I
believe that at that moment I couldn't stand the heat on my face. I
slowly undid my pajamas bottoms and let it fall sliding down my legs. As
I stepped aside of it and started doing the buttons of my top he startled
me again

"Let these on and just climb on the bed". To which I promptly obeyed.
Occasionally I took the opportunity to turn my head a bit backwards. I
could see Dylan sitting on the armchair, covered with a dark blue robe
that matched his blue eyes, that wouldn't even blink like if he was
analysing me. His hands were gently rubbing over a lump in his pajama
pants. Dylan instructed me to get on all fours on the bed, on my hands
and knees and push my bottom up. By that time he was quietly moaning and
rubbing his volume harder. He asked me to lay my chest on the mattress so
my bottom would stick even higher and as I did as he asked I heard him
moaning a bit louder.

"Ohhh whoa! That's great! I'll have to take you like that, but not
right now. Maybe later. Come here, please". The gentleness in his tone
was a bit strange. If by one hand he seemed kind and welcoming, by the
other he left it up to me to take responsibility for not resisting his
requests, he was making it clear that I wanted it to happen even without
saying it. I slowly moved toward his armchair and could see better now.
The lump in his pants was now bigger and more pronounced and Dylan
didn't wait for me to get much closer. He undid his pants and pushed
them down from under him, letting them fall to his feet on the floor. His
robe was slowly untied and the lapels opened showing off the largest
penis I've seen till the moment. My mouth was open and my chin dropped,
but I only got conscious of it sometime later, when I noticed his eyes
staring at mine while I was absently minded admiring his tool.

Dylan grabbed a small tube from the nightstand just beside him, that I
would later know was lubricant. He smeared it over his snow-white dick,
from his rosy dickhead almost to the base of it. His balls had no hair,
but above his dick he had a dense but trimmed bush of hair. He was
looking at me all the time and I just couldn't look away from his dick
even If I wanted to and even felling as embarrassed as I was. He broke my
apathy making a small circle with his index finger, motioning me to turn
around to which I complied.

As I turned I felt his legs touching mine and there was a feeling of
electricity rushing through my body. I was feeling a hot wave all over my
body that made me feel like I could pass out at any moment. That feeling
got interrupted when I jumped surprised by the light touch of his left
hand on my left waist.

"Relax." He said softly. "I can see you are tense, no need for that.
Open them up for me" He requested. By that time I was so confused I
hesitated for a moment and he gently urged.

"Open up your cheeks for me" and I quickly obeyed. Dylan hissed as he
touched directly over my hole with his right hand, his greasy cold
finger, which made me jump but his left hand kept me in place.

"Ohhh, this is so hot. So nice" He said as he kept his circular motions
just over my hole. I thought he was going to insert his fingers in me
like his brother and my cousin did before, but he just massaged it for a
while.

I can't tell precisely how much time he spent doing that, but he surely
was in no rush. He was taking his time and enjoying it. Me, on the other
hand, could not deny it was a pleasurable feeling, but it was also mixed
with shame and embarrassment which only built up my confusion. I was lost
thinking about all of this when he stopped his ministrations. His left
hand gently pulled my wait to him and I felt the head of his dick
touching directly at my hole. I could feel an extremely hot sensation
just where my asshole contacted his dickhead. Dylan wasn't rushing me to
sit on it, but his left hand on my hip help me in place while his right
hand guided his dick to my hole.

"Relax. Take your time" He said, apparently leaving for me to impale
myself on his dick. I was so ashamed there was now another boy doing this
kind of thing with me, things "real boys" wouldn't let a man do to
them. This was so confusing, but also felt natural though I wouldn't
admit for myself for years to come. Dylan almost imperceptibly slid down
the armchair, making his dick move a few centimeters forward and his head
entered my hole.

"Ahhhhh!!!" I almost screamed, but the sound went off my mouth more
like a muffled moan.

"It's ok. I'm in. Relax" He said. His voice almost couldn't hold his
excitement and I could tell he was grinning when he said that. Dylan's
left hand rendered impossible any movement and his right hand was holding
his large dick, preventing it to bend or leave my hole as he still
wasn't so far in as he wanted. That position was starting to tire my
legs, and I began to involuntarily shake. Dylan probably knew that and
didn't care as he started making small movements with his dick inside me
and sometimes he would jerk off a little bit. I was trying to keep my
balance as my legs began to fail and tried to grab the arms of the
armchair.

"Keep your cheeks open!" Dylan demanded sternly and, once again, I
promptly complied. The problem is I couldn't keep myself up anymore. My
legs trembled, I couldn't move my hips away as Dylan's hand made me
steady at place. I could feel his dickhead just inside me, the skin
pulled just below the head as my sphincter tightened around his dick, in
vain trying to prevent it from entering me more. Inevitably my strength
faded and I had nowhere to go but down, sinking Dylan's dick
involuntarily inside myself. Feeling he already had enough dick inside me
to prevent any unwanted withdrawal, Dylan moved his right hand to my
right waist, so he could have total control over my body. Once again I
tried to let go my cheeks in a desperate attempt to avoid sitting
completely on Dylan's dick and he probably knew I would try to move so
he almost shouted.

"KEEP YOUR F***** CHEEKS OPEN!!!" to which of course I obeyed, though I
couldn't take anymore. The weight on my legs was too much to the point I
almost had tears in my eyes from the effort I was making to keep me up.
There was nothing else I could do so my body gave up. With my open cheeks
I let my weight fall over Dylan's lap impaling myself on his dick. Dylan
kept me in place with his hands on my hips, not pulling me but only
holding me as nature would follow its course, while his dick was being
buried in my ass till his balls touched my bottom. I wanted to scream
from all the pressure his large cock was making inside me. His large
member had me stretched lie I never had before. I could feel the wall of
my ass being pushed and, at the same time, his long member was tickling
something inside me, something beyond my prostate, like another ring or
sphincter and that would make it tingle and burn some. As I said I
couldn't scream.  I lacked the air to do so. All the while, Dylan was
softly moaning as his long instrument was now totally enveloped inside
me.

He pressed my upper back a little and pulled my pajamas top up so he
could have a clear vision of where his dick was completely inserted
inside my ass. He made small circles with his hips feeling his cock
moving inside me while I moaned.

"Well, you can really take cock!" He happily said. I could tell he was
smiling broadly. "I think this is a match." He said pulling my back to
his chest and making me feel that tingly sensation deep inside my ass
once again.





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