Rugby Player Bully Payback Pt. 02
Join the thrilling continuation of “Rugby Player Bully Payback Pt. 02,” where tension sizzles and desire ignites between rivals on and off the field. Discover a passionate tale of revenge, romance, and the unexpected connections that can arise from conflict. Don’t miss this steamy adventure that explores the complexities of love and rivalry in the world of sports!
Sequel to Rugby Player Bully Payback
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A week after Kai’s first visit to Keith’s office, he still got hard thinking about it. The way Keith submitted fully. How well and how immediately Keith took direction. How Kai got to use every inch of Keith until he was exploding with pleasure. Kai looked down and saw his own cock straining against his athletic shorts. I need another session with him, and as soon as possible.
Kai opened up his laptop and logged into the online portal the front desk at Keith’s office shared with him. It was a way to communicate with your doctor about issues, rescheduling, etc. But Kai had some ulterior motives as he searched Keith’s profile.
“Dr. O’Connor has a doctoral degree in Physical Therapy, and is licensed with his own practice. Dr. O’Connor lives on the coast with his wife and loves spending time outdoors.”
Keith’s got a wife? And still wanted to suck me off within an inch of his life? thought Kai. Well, shit…
Kai found the area where he could schedule appointments and sent a booking to Keith for later that day. In the notes field, Kai said the following:
“Do you do home visits? You’ll stop by at 1PM today. Wear something slutty. Text me when you’re here.”
Kai figured that if that was too promiscuous a message, Keith would delete it. But right now Kai wasn’t thinking with his brain. He was thinking with his other head, which was currently throbbing and begging to be released. Kai started rubbing his cock through the outside of his shorts and looked at the clock. 10AM. He wanted to save all his cum for Keith, but had already started concocting a plan that involved him cumming multiple times. Keith could take it. He would have to.
Kai stretched out on his couch, pulled both his shorts and underwear off, and started to stroke his rock hard cock. He leaned back, closed his eyes, and thought of Keith’s beautiful, pleading eyes as he remembered the way his own cock looked thrusting in and out of his lips. After a few minutes of jerking off while fondling his own balls, he felt himself getting close. All of a sudden, he got a text message from an unknown number.
“Yes, I do make house calls. Want me to stop by now?”
Man, was he desperate…
Kai opened the message, and typed a response:
“Yeah, get over here now. Make sure you’re wearing a jock. If you don’t have any, I’ve got some for you to wear.”
Almost immediately, the reply: “Yes, sir. I don’t have any jockstraps. Would I be able to wear one of yours?”
“Fuck yeah. Get over here.”
Kai’s cock was still on the edge, but with the doctor coming over soon, he thought he’d save his cum for one of his holes. Begrudgingly, he put his underwear and shorts back on, and then went upstairs to look for a jock that Keith could wear.
Rifling through his drawers, he found quite a few skimpy pairs of underwear that could work. A few jockstraps, some G-strings, and thongs. Kai had a thing for underwear and loved a pair that could showcase his assets. Kai landed on one jockstrap, a pink one with a constricting pouch. The perfect pair to humiliate him.
As he was walking back downstairs, a half chub in his shorts, he heard the doorbell ring. 11AM, he’s very early, and desperate… Kai walked to the front door, opened it, and saw Keith with a smirk on his face.
“Hey, stud,” said Keith, wearing a tight button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing his hairy arms and veiny hands. He also had on some roomy dress pants with an obvious dick print visible. This slut probably wasn’t even wearing underwear. Just what I like to see.
“Hey, Keith. Get in. Drop the pants and take off your shirt. I’ve got something for you,” said Kai, tossing him the jockstrap. Kai stood there with his arms crossed, grinning as Keith immediately complied.
“Yes, sir,” said Keith, quickly unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a tight white tank top encasing his hairy pecs. Keith wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled it off, then got to work on his belt while simultaneously taking off his shoes. He unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them, allowing them to fall down, showing him to not be wearing any underwear and to already be at full mast. Looking closely, Kai saw Keith’s heartbeat make his cock pulse ever so slightly up and down. The veins encircling his shaft were truly a sight to behold. But, only slightly to Kai’s dismay, Keith started to put on the jockstrap, struggling to fit his cock into that tight pouch. Keith moved to take off his mid-calf lengths socks when Kai stopped him.
“No. You look sexy with those on. My pretty little cocksucker.”
And a pretty little cocksucker he was. Keith blushed as Kai took him in, looking him up and down. Keith was practically begging for a fucking. And Kai would deliver that.
Kai walked closer until their faces were inches from each other. Kai could feel Keith’s hot breath on his lips, and was overwhelmed with a desire to kiss him. Kai whispered, “same rules as last time? Let me know when things are too far?”
“Yes, si—”
Keith was barely able to respond when Kai locked his lips onto Keith’s. Kai grabbed the side of Keith’s face with his left hand, feeling his 5 o’clock shadow stubble coarsely grinding into his hand and cheeks. Kai forced his tongue into Keith’s mouth, which was immediately met with Keith’s tongue. Between their lips, their tongues battled while they both moaned, obviously overtaken by the sensuality of their embrace. Kai reached his other hand down Keith’s naked back and moved it downward until it landed on Keith’s plump butt. Kai gave it a squeeze, which was met by another moan from Keith. He’s fucking loving this shit, thought Kai.
With their hands now exploring each other and feeling their chests and legs connect and move around with the others’, the two continued to make out and grind their pelvises together, feeling their hard cocks begging to get out. While Keith’s cock was pointed directly upward and the head of it was peeking out of the top of the jock, precum beads dripping down, Kai’s cock was still pointed downward and hard, which was starting to become painful. Kai unlocked lips with Keith and looked Keith in the eye. “Strip me,” commanded Kai.
Keith grabbed Kai’s shirt from the bottom hem and pulled upward, quickly shirking it off of Kai to reveal a hard, muscled body, chiseled from years of Rugby practice and hours in the gym. Keith let his hands explore over Kai’s rippling and youthful abs, obviously taking in every ounce of sexiness Kai exuded. Then, Keith’s hands hooked into Kai’s waistband and slowly pulled downward, bending at the waist, still standing, pulling his underwear and shorts down together until they were at his ankles. Keith looked in wonder and lust at Kai’s now free cock, throbbing in expectation, and looked back up at Kai.