Brayden feels empty

After a little while, Brayden felt the warmth surround his arse. At first, it was slightly uncomfortable, making him shift in his bed. However, the feeling began changing. It felt like something was tickling his asshole with a brush. No, the inside of his asshole.

"What the fuck?" Brayden groaned, shutting his laptop.

The young college student went to stand, but his knees buckled beneath him. Brayden fell back into his bed, involuntary opening his legs slightly. There felt to be slight relief in that, so Brayden spread his legs wider. The rubbing of his boxers didn't help matters. Brayden shucked off the restricting clothing, before spreading his legs wide open.

"Ohh" Brayden sighed, "That's better!"

No sooner in saying that, something else began happening. The tickling was returning, but the openness of his legs made his arsehole feel... empty? With trembling fingers, he reached down to feel his asshole. As his forefinger touched his hole, the digit effortlessly slipped in. Brayden gasped, surprised at the simplicity of it. The empty feeling died down slightly, so he tried another.

"Oh shit!" He cried, feeling two fingers up his ass.

As he gingerly moved them up his cavity, they brushed against something. In that moment, Brayden felt euphoric, all the strange feelings exploding at once.

"Fuck!" He simply screamed, becoming aware of his twitching cock.

Brayden began rubbing at the thing inside of him, sending waves of pleasure through his body. He didn't think of himself as gay, but this was fantastic. His ex girlfriend once tried tempting him into pegging, but he refused. He might have to ring her after this.

As Brayden moaned loudly, fingering his hole with vigour, a knock came at the door, before swinging open.