The blockage seems to work, for now

"Damn you're eager," he says, making you blink. When the boys left your fingers flew to your pussy. More accurately, they flew to your now plugged up urethra.

Would the kernels ever come out? Would you have to go to the hospital or would your bladder explode?

"If I'm going to fuck you here I'm fucking you doggy-style," Jacob says, leaning you over the seat-back.

Just imagining his big thick dick rubbing against your bladder gives you twinges of pain, and in your panic you say something you've never said to him before.

"Fuck my ass! I really really want you in my butt!"

As soon as the words are out you wish you could take them back. It's not like you're an anal virgin - your ass is your best feature so almost every boy you've slept with more than once has wanted to give it a go. You've never been a huge fan of it, but even if the physical act was painful the dirtiness of it usually got you off.

The problem is that Jacob's dick could've been the star of Boogie Nights. Your small hand can't even wrap around it all the way when it's hard, and it looks as long as your forearm. The first time you saw it you weren't sure if you should be excited or scared.

After having tried it a few times you've found that he's like most big-dicked guys. They always assume that their size is enough. They never bother to try and make it nice for you and you end up bouncing on the end of their dicks like they're pogo sticks.

Jacob pulls you upright, and as if you're body is conspiring against you the cramping of your bladder forces you into a forward hunch as you were positioning yourself for him.

"Eager, aren't you? Hold on, I've a bit of vaseline here," he says as he puts on a condom. No matter how many times you object, telling him that you're on the pill, he always insists, saying, 'Can't be too safe.'

"Vaseline?" you blurt, feeling oddly touched. Jacob's one of those stoic sorts. He doesn't express emotions very well, so him showing this kind of consideration makes you tear up a little. That and you really really really gotta go!

"I'll use just enough to get in," he assures you, and the warm glow of hearing that he cares pops.

"No no, use it all!" you tell him, but he just chuckles, smearing the cold lubricant around your butthole.

"I wouldn't want to use it all on the first go."

'First go?' are the words on your lips, but just then he pushes forward, obliterating any words with his massive presence against your rectum.