I’m Bobs bottom, what do you think?

“That does sound fun, but I just cleaned my ass and my jaw and throat really hurt from that blowjob I gave you last night.” “Well, how does your hole feel?” Bob asks. “Well, it actually isn’t as sore as I though it’d be, but still.” “Well” Bob replies “how about this, no blowjob. Just sex? I have a bottle of lube right here” as he pulls a fresh bottle of KY from his bedside table. “Wait so you had lube the whole time and insisted on me using my spit as lube?” “Well you never asked” Bob retorts with a laugh.

“Well I guess we can try” I reply somewhat hesitant at how much it may hurt. I remove my towel and climb onto the bed. “How do you want me?” I ask as I take his cock in my hand and begin to stroke it slowly. “Well I’m sure your knees are sore, so how about we keep it simple for now and just start with missionary?” Bob asks. I give a quick nod and lay on my back. Positioning a pillow under my head and one under my ass to help raise my hips for Bob.

He climbs over the top of me, and squirts the lube from the base to the tip of his cock and then squirts the cold lube directly onto my hole. He slowly presses his middle finger into my hole, spreading the lube around gently with his thumb. My hole accepts his finger eagerly. He withdraws and strokes the lube around his cock once to spread it out. Then Bob looks into my eyes and I give a nod signifying my readiness.

He slowly presses the tip of his head against my hole. It doesn’t resist much before opening itself to him. That familiar feeling causes my dick to jump to attention. I can already see the pre cum oozing out. I didn’t think I’d have any cum left in me after last night. Besides the load I swallowed of course. Within seconds my hole realizes what’s happening and just opens up. Bob falls into me somewhat unexpectedly. I gasp with pleasure. It barely hurt at all, maybe I’m getting used to this. Bob looks down at me somewhat surprised. “Well that was easy” he quips. “Well then why aren’t you moving yet” I reply with a coy smile. Bob takes this as a clear sign and gives me what I want. He pulls out slowly and slams back into me. I squeal with pleasure with each powerful thrust. Bob leans down and whispers in my ear “I’m gonna fuck you nice and slow. Make you beg for that cock to pound your tight little hole, I want you to beg for it...” I muster out an exasperated “please...” as he just continues his powerful long thrusts. This goes on for several minutes until...