I ordered him, “Fuck me Paul! Shove that cock up my ass and make me your bitch!”
Paul looked at me, his gaze hardening as he got angry. I put my palms against his chest, apparently trying to push him away while copping a feel of his hard pecs. “Never mind! Get the fuck off me, you’re not man enough to get that so called cock into me.”
The shove and insult did the trick. Paul snarled something unintelligible at me, grabbing my wrists and pushing them up and away from his chest. Paul landed on me, knocking the air out of my lungs as he pinned me down with my arms over my head. If I’d any air left I would have screamed in pain, feeling half his cock punch through my anus in one sudden lunge.
Paul bucked his hips several times, pounding the rest of his enourmously erect cock into my bowels. My colon felt stuffed to the bursting point, stretched to its limit and full of hot, throbbing cock. Paul began fucking my ass with hard pounding strokes, ramming into me as hard as he could while cursing me for turning him out. It was more of an act of power and violence than one of sex, and the intensity really turned me on.
I could barely breathe with Paul’s weight on me. Our sweaty bodies slid against each other as he continued to hold me down and sodomize me. The ridges of his muscular lower belly slid across my erection, stroking me to my own rock hard excitement. Gradually he stopped cursing me, looking down into my eyes until he suddenly rammed his lips against mine, kissing me as hard as he was fucking me.
Paul’s ramming cock had me gasping in pleasure each time it drove against my prostate, building me towards orgasm. Before I was ready Paul suddenly grunted into my mouth, lodged himself balls deep in my colon, and began cumming. I wrapped my legs around his ass and held him close, tripping on the feel of his hot cum spurting deep in my bowels. After pumping a lot of cum into me Paul shivered and relaxed, leaving me hanging just short of my own release.
I roughly rolled Paul off me, his shrinking cock pulling out of my ass with a liquid sucking noise. I gave Paul no time to relax, rolling him onto his back and kneeling briefly above his head. I bent over him, grabbing the back of his head with one hand, pushing his chin down with the other. I guided my throbbing, aroused cock into his mouth, and shoved hard, sinking my glans into his throat. I felt my scrotum slap against his nose as his throat spasmed, my cock choking him.
I only had to fuck Paul’s face for a couple of strokes to cum. The first heavy jet of my sperm went straight down his throat, before I deliberately pulled back to shoot the rest of my load on his face and chest, jacking my cock with both hands. Paul was busy coughing up mucus and sperm while my goo splattered across his face, mustache and broad chest.