Date: Fri, 20 Oct 2023 22:01:59 +0000
From: boblucas2000 <boblucas2000@proton.me>
Subject: Bobbys purpose 9

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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.

Once again Dylan pushed on my back so my body inclined forward leaving
only my butt and legs in contact with him. My toes lightly touched his
pajamas pants, still wrapped around his ankles, as I couldn't reach the
floor. His movements made his dick adjust more inside me and I could feel
the pressure he was making against the walls of my ass even more now,
making me moan with the slightest move and that seemed to please him. He
was massaging my back as I was kept pinned on his dick, trying to balance
myself holding on to his thighs.

He grabbed my hips making me lay my back over his chest again, he
definitely wasn't in a rush.

"Pull your legs up. Rest your feet over my knees." His command took me
by surprise as the bedroom was completely silent for minutes now. While I
was trying to move as he said, Dylan remained completely still, only
groaning whenever his dick would move and adjust inside me. For me, that
sensation was just too much. It would make my legs limp and my body
tremble from time to time. I just couldn't get a tight grip to stabilize
myself and though that only added to his pleasure I was afraid he would
get inpatient at any moment. That didn't happen though as he let me
struggle to fulfil his demand, probably enjoying that too. My efforts
were in vain but they didn't last long as Dylan let go of my hips and
grabbed my tights from behind pulling my legs up and bending my body
almost in half. My feet were now resting over his knees but I didn't
have any force to pull me up. His rod was entirely buried inside and his
head was tickling that second ring inside my ass.

"Take a look!" Dylan said lightly lifting my chin with his fingers.
Only then I noticed a full length mirror at the wardrobe's door just
opposite to the armchair we were on. I could see the exact point were our
bodies made contact. His balls looked huge just bellow the two cheeks of
my semi parted bottom, his dick seemed to be totally inserted inside my
hole that looked a bit enlarged and reddened. As my gaze went up I saw
Dylan looking directly at me, smiling, which only made me feel
embarrassed and look down, but his finger kept my head in place.

"Look!" He said, making a small circle with his waist that made me
groan almost too loud. "You have a great pussy. You're taking my whole
cock up your ass... well, almost" He added grinning. Then he started
gently pulling my body to the right just a little and grabbed the left
cheek of my bottom, opening it to the limit before returning me to my
previous position. He repeated that pulling me to the left and when he
finished, my butt looked more open in the mirror and I seemed to be sit
farther down on his lap. Dylan was smiling the entire time, he made me
take a few more millimeters of his dick inside me and now I could feel
his dick head pressing against that second ring, trying to break through
the resistance. He then passed his hands just bellow my armpits and
grabbed my shoulders from the front and gave them a hard pull sinking me
down to him at the same time he thrusted his hips up, almost getting up
from the armchair.

I would have screamed, if I had any air left in my lungs but I just
panted. Dylan on the other hand groaned loudly I thought he was hurt and
for almost a second I forgot about the sensations I had rushing through
my own body. Dylan's dick broke through the resistance of my second
inner ring and now had his head buried as deep as he could go inside me.
He started moaning and panting too, holding me as tight as he could so I
wouldn't move a single millimeter. All the pressure made my body spasm
and go limp, I felt numbness all over. Sweat was dripping from all my
pores and my butt felt slippery against Dylan's waist.

"Oh boy!!!" He hissed in bliss. "I've conquered your mounds. Can you
feel it? Can you feel my flag pole buried to the hilt inside your ass?"
He asked panting and moaning while holding me as if I could move.

"Come on, tell me. I know you love cock. Do you like mine in your
pussy?" I couldn't answer him and it didn't matter, I guess he was
lost in pleasure that my answers wouldn't be so relevant.

"I knew you were a fag the moment I saw you. An ass like this..." He
said grabbing my cheeks from bellow. "...I knew you would love cock as
soon as I got it and by the way my brother and Lucas were all around you
I figured you already had a taste... Fag". His words embarrassed me, but
I guess that was true and I already was in an unexplainable situation.

"Go on, fuck yourself on my pole" He ordered but I just didn't have
the strength nor realized what heh meant. He didn't wait for me though.
"Fuck, forget it, I can't wait." He said grabbing my legs from under
my knees and holding them a bit up so there was a small distance between
my bottom and his hips. That's when he withdrawn his dick some inches
from my ass and reinserted it quickly. I panted and moaned with open
mouth as he repeated his move over and over again, gaining speed and
force in each thrust.

Suddenly I felt a kiss to my mouth, it was a peck, but only then I
noticed I had my mouth open and my face so close to his. He was smiling
broadly and pecked my lips again never losing any beat with his waist.

"You love my cock don't you?" It was more a statement then a question,
but he wanted an answer this time. He made strong thrusts making each
deep plunge be felt and marking each of his words.

"You... Love... My... Cock... Don't... You... Fag...?"

"Yessss.." I meekly answered

"Yes, what?" Dylan retorted in a mocking tone

"I love your cock" I surrendered

Dylan inhaled deeply like he had obtained a victory

"Yeeeees, I knew it... and now you're gonna get what you love!" He said
grinning, but what did he mean? I was already impaled on his dick.

He forcefully lifted my legs a bit higher and freed his feet from his
pants on the floor. Dylan now got into a broader stance as he spread his
legs for more stability. I could see myself in the mirror being move as
if I was weightless. My cheeks were now portrayed in the mirror, I could
see how big my bottom looked and how spread they seemed. Dylan's dick
looked like a huge and large tube that's been forcibly inserted in my
hole which apparently was stretching to the maximum to accommodate the
new instrument. Only then I saw Dylan was looking straight into my eyes
and smiling again, as always. His cock was moving out and the sensation
was as strange as the moment he first entered me. I started to shake
again to what he just told me to relax.

"Now we can have some fun." I was still trying to figure what was
happening when I saw him bury his dick all at once in the mirror. It was
almost like that party magic tricks, but in this case his dick was
disappearing inside me. The image was so strong I almost forgot it was
happening to me. Just as soon as he was completely inside he withdrawn it
again almost to the head, just to steadily and forcefully push it again
to the hilt.

All the time, Dylan was moving and staring at the mirror. His face seemed
focused at his own performance, like he was thoroughly analyzing his
incursions inside my hole. My feet were dangling in the air as he kept a
tight grip of my legs just behind my knees. Occasionally, he would pull
even more, so that my butt would lift from his waist and the only parts
connecting us were his chest against my back and his dick deeply buried
inside my bottom. In one of these moves his dick went even deeper and I
just gasped for air and moaned as it lodged right past my second ring.

Dylan giggled with my reaction and made circular motions with his hips
while inhaling deep, his face resting on the crook of my neck, his mouth
nibbling and licking me softly. Suddenly he joined my knees together and
held them up passing one arm just behind them to get his right hand free.
He turned the armchair left a bit, so we were now almost portrayed in the
mirror, His move made me lean left a little, but I wasn't going anywhere
under his grip. Dylan used his free hand to grab the right cheek of my
bottom and open slightly more for his access.

"Oh wow, look at that!" He exclaimed triumphantly. I accompanied his
gaze to the mirror where now I could see his balls tightly attached to my
bottom. His dick was nowhere to be seen but I could feel his head had
conquered another inch inside me as my second ring squeezed just bellow
his glans. As he was completely lodged as far as he wanted, his right
hand grabbed my chin and turned it to the right so I couldn't avoid
seeing myself impaled in the mirror. Dylan started kissing and licking my
cheeks, his breathing was erratic and his movement was practically
imperceptible as he didn't want to lose the new territory he conquered
inside my hole. His arms kept me immobile and only his hips were slowly
and gently moving, I was totally under his control as he probed me.

"So... pussyboy..." He suddenly broke the silence. "When did you
discover you were a fag?" He asked through a smirk staring at me through
the mirror. My voice lost by the shortness of my breath and by
embarrassment.



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