After the first anal orgasm, he would never believe he’d experience such an orgasm again. But here he was, mere moments later, his body convulsing and his vision going white.
JD released his grip and let Brandon collapse to the bed. The little man’s hole was twitching and practically glowed with an angry red. JD whistled at his work, sliding his still hard cock entirely out. He watched Brandon’s hole quiver as it tried to adjust to that cold empty feeling. Try as Brandon might to squeeze it shut, he could feel air entering into him. He tentatively reached back and groaned almost in fear as his fingers poked around his new, gaping hole.
“Well, you’re welcome,” JD started, adding more lube to his throbbing dick. “But now it’s my turn to feel good. Only fair, right?”
“Huh?” Brandon drawled out, his tongue hanging out of his open mouth.
“Flip over,” JD commanded softly. He even twirled his finger over as a visual aid. Brandon didn’t hesitate, he was beyond submissive at this point. He was a blank slate. “Now get up against the bed board. Good boy. Now lift your legs up for me.”
Brandon understood he was being made to present himself for JD like some… bitch in heat. But all resistance had left him. He grabbed his hairy ankles and lazily dangled them up a bit.
JD laughed. He straight up laughed.
“You really are a virgin, huh?” JD gawked. Chuckling, he placed his hands onto the supple flesh of the underside of Brandon’s thighs. He marveled that his hand could encircle so much of the tiny boy’s hairy thigh.
He then proceeded to fold Brandon in half like a chair.
All of the air whisked out of him as Brandon’s hole was once again invaded by JD’s cock. Only from this angle, his prostate was directly demolished with every thrust. And holy hell did JD thrust. Brandon’s body quaked, his skin rippling, his ass bruising. JD was just using him, like a cheap whore. Brandon felt so ashamed. It all happened so fast; just an hour ago he was straight!
Still! that last vestige of sanity cried out from the back of Brandon’s mind. I’m still straight! I’m still st-strai-aaah-eeeeeeeee! I’m straaaaaa-AAAAaaaaaaAAAaaahhHH! I’m st-uuuuuuuuuUUHH! OOOOOH! Fuuuuuck!
“Fuuuuuuck!” Brandon cried out loud. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Oh fuuuuuck!”
His muscles also cried out at the terribly uncomfortable position, being bent in half and kissing his knees. But his hole betrayed him. The entire bottom half of his body was now working in unison to get that next anal orgasm.
“I’m gonna cum inside you,” JD announced, his breath hot against Brandon’s ear. Brandon shook awake at that. That was going too far! Surely JD would pull out! Was there still time to get him to put on a condom??
“N-no! W-w-wait! Don’t!”
“Why not?” JD asked, not even slowing down; Brandon’s sore hole, puffy and swollen.
“I’m…! I’m…!” Brandon’s words failed him; JD’s dick rearranging his guts.
“You’re – you’re!” JD mocked, pitching up his voice and sticking out his tongue. “You’re a slut, DUH! You honestly think… unf!…after all of this… unf!… that I’m gonna do something to you… unf!…and it’s NOT gonna feel incredible? Dude… I’m gonna fucking nut so deep inside your guts, you’ll be shitting my cum for days, and you’re gonna fucking THANK me for it.”
“Pleassssssse!” Brandon begged, tears cutting down his cheeks. His supplications, interrupted as they were with groans, fell on deaf ears. “I don’t -UMPH! I don’t -UMPH! want -Oh gawwwd!! I don’t want -UNGH! to be -UNGH! a slut!”
“So fucking tight…”
“P-p- OOOH!- p-please! Don’t turn me -”
“This is officially a pussy now.”
“Don’t -AH! Don’t turn me into – AH! AH! I don’t want – UMPH!”
“Did you even know you could bend this far?”
“Nooooo! UNF! – I don’t want to – AH! UNF! I – UNF!…UNF!…UNF!”
“Feel that! You can feel my cock bulging out of your fucking stomach, dude.”
“Ooooooooooh! OooooOOOOoooOHH!!”
“Branny Babe, stay awake, I’m still fucking you.”
“PLEASE!”
“Please what?”
“PLEASE! JUST LIKE THAT!”
“Just like what?”
“FUCK ME! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!!”
JD smiled, licking his lips. He glared down at the tiny body quivering beneath him. He held his cock steady, halfway inside Brandon’s hole, throbbing and nudging up against his prostate. He didn’t move, he simply waited. Brandon keened, a sound escaping his throat that was unrecognizable to him. One that he had never made before in his life. A sound that he repeated again and again, crying and crying, and begging and begging.
“Please! Please fuck the cum out of me again! Fuck the cum out of me like you did before, please! I neeeeeeed it!”
“Can I cum inside you?” JD asked, still as stone, torturing Brandon even further. In response, Brandon started humping his hips, fucking himself shallowly on half of JD’s cock. But it wasn’t enough, it wasn’t enough!
“Cum inside me, please! Cum inside me, Daddy!”
“There you are,” JD cooed, taking a moment to triumphantly wipe some sweat from his brow. “I knew the little slut would come out to play eventually.”
“Ohhhhh gaaaaaaaawd!” Brandon gasped out, the realization hitting him like a truck. It’s me, he thought. I’m the little slut! He rubbed his knuckles into his eye sockets, tears and sweat and cum causing them to burn. But he had to cover his face, he just had to.
“I’m a sluuuuut!” Brandon cried out through the tears. “I’m a sluuuuuuuuuuuuut!”
“Yeah you are,” JD chuckled.
“I’m a cock slut!” Brandon wailed.
“You are, baby, you love cock.”
“I love cock! I’m a fucking cock sluuuuuuuuuuuut!” Brandon shouted, certain the entire wing of the dorm could hear him.
“Good boy, good lil’ cock slut.”
JD reached across with his huge hand and patted Brandon on the top of his head. Then he left it there and started pushing Brandon down so that his cock was once again fully sheathed inside. Brandon’s pathetic cries turned into even more pathetic whimpers as his ass shook and clenched around JD’s cock in another anal orgasm.
JD rolled his hips, and Brandon groaned, sighed, and laughed all at once. The cock deep inside him was everything. He didn’t even notice JD begin to stroke his three-inch dick until it spasmed in another dry orgasm. His tiny balls were all but shriveled away. His skin was shimmering with sweat and cum, and it was all he could do just to breathe, just to stay alive.
“Did you just cum again?” JD asked, sounding impressed. Then he stated, very matter-of-factly: “Hmph. Slut.”
Brandon’s pussy fluttered, exhausted yet still hanging on in spite of being beaten to a pulp. When JD started thrusting again, Brandon had to hold off his next anal orgasm, he just couldn’t allow himself to cum again before JD did.
Thankfully he didn’t have to wait long.
Brandon swore he could almost hear JD’s orgasm building. His meaty balls slapped against his bare skin, they were practically gurgling for release. JD’s cock was so hot, Brandon felt like his insides were on fire, like they had been melted down and reshaped specifically to fit JD’s monster cock.
When JD finally came, it was like lava gushing into him. Some primal fear broke into Brandon’s thoughts and he panicked with a yelp. He flailed his legs and pushed with his hands against JD’s chest with all his might, but JD didn’t even notice. He had his eyes closed, in the middle of cumming, and Brandon’s battering fists just caused JD’s lustful groans to reverberate louder in his chest. Brandon was fighting against JD’s orgasm, and was powerless to stop him.