(This is a continuation of the story I wrote entitled "MALE RAPE". To read both parts in context and with proper continuity. I suggest you read "MALE RAPE" first and then this story.)
It had been some time since my "rapist" had entered my bedroom through the open window leading to the fire escape, and I had just about given up hope that he would ever return. I still left the window partially open, even when the air conditioning was on, and hoped he would again visit me.
Last night was as uneventful as all previous nights when, suddenly, I sensed someone leaning over me and then smelled the familiar odor of ether as an ether-soaked handkerchief was held to my nose. I was out like a light but soon came to. When I did, I again found myself on my stomach with all four limbs handcuffed to the bed posts and a firm hard body pressed against my back with a thick large cock wedged in the crack between my ass cheeks.
A deep sexy voice said, "Guess what, guy, I'm back for another chance to fuck that hot ass of yours! Same rules apply as last time - cooperate and make it easy for both of us and I'll take care not to hurt you too much; resist me and I'll give you the roughest fuck you have ever had!" I said, "Look, guy, I cooperated the last time and I'll do so again, but you really don't need those handcuffs. I really liked your fucking me the last time and this time I'd like to be fucked while on my back with my legs on your shoulders! How about it?"
My rapist was silent for about a minute and then said: "Look, buddy, I don't know whether to believe you or not, but what you don't understand is that half the pleasure to me of fucking you, is to have you totally under my control! I don't want a willing partner, I want one who will at least pretend that I am raping him!"
I said. "Man, that is weird, but I'll go along with you. I promise I won't try to pull anything and will do my best to let you feel as if you are raping me! OK?" My rapist just grunted but got to his knees and uncuffed my legs. When I didn't try to move, he first uncuffed one arm and then the other. I quickly rolled over and he cuffed both my arms to the bedposts again, but left my legs free. "OK," he said, "it looks as if you really meant what you said. Cooperate and I'll go easy on you. Make it too difficult for me and I'll give you as rough a fuck as I can so that you won't even be able to sit for a couple of days!"
He then got in position between my legs, which I lifted and put on his shoulders. He took his tube of KY and proceeded to stuff big gobs of it up my ass. When he hit my prostate, I writhed in pleasure and he said: "You like that don't you? Be good and I'll have my cock give that gland a real workout!" He then put more KY on his big rigid tool and positioned it over my asshole. He started to put it into my ass and more quickly than either of us expected, his cockhead was inside my ass and about half the length of his long cock was firmly wedged up my ass.
I groaned in pleasure. He just grunted and started a slow in and out stroke that feed more and more of his long cock up my tight ass until his heavy balls were banging up against my ass cheeks with every in stroke he made. His thrusts became more frequent and more intense as he neared climax. Finally with a cry of satisfaction, he gave my ass one final thrust and started to pump out blast after blast of hot cum. It seemed as if he had shot a quart of cum up my ass before he was finally pumped out and slowly withdrew his cock.
"Man," he said, "you do give one damned satisfactory fuck!" I said it was good for me too, but he said it wasn't supposed to be! I just laughed and lay motionless while he got his breath back. He then noticed that I hadn't come and that my cock was still rock hard and throbbing.
"Damn," he said, "I'm really tempted to suck you dry!" I said, "Be my guest, I'd love to feed you my hot load." Before I knew it, he had re-positioned himself and was licking my cockhead. He then moved down to swallow my cock entirely and began an up and down motion that quickly had me writhing under his ministrations. When I was just about ready to come, he said: "Not yet, buddy, I don't want to stop sucking you just yet! Cool down a little and I'll suck some more!" I groaned but wasn't in any position to do protesting. After a few minutes, my cock had calmed down somewhat and he again began to suck me deeply.
God, that felt good! Again he brought me to near climax, stopped, let my cock stop its twitching and only then would he start sucking my cock again. I don't know how many times we followed that routine but eventually I reached the point that I thought I would explode if he didn't let me come! I told him so and I guess he took pity on me because he just kept on sucking even when my balls started to contract and my cock swelled up so much that he came close to gagging. With a great sigh of relief, I began to shot blast after blast of my hot cum down his throat. He took it all and continued to suck me dry until my cock became so sensitive that I couldn't stand to have it touched any more and I had to beg him to stop.
With one final deep suck, he let my cock slid out of his mouth. He said, "Damn, that was quite a load you feed me! In fact, you've given me another erection! What we are going to do now is that I'm going to fuck your face and you are going to enjoy getting another load of my cum, but this time down your throat rather than up your ass!"
He then straddled my chest while I moved up in the bed a little to be able to suck him at a better angle. It seemed as if he had just started when I realized he was about to come and come he did, with blast after blast of his hot cum shooting down my throat. When he was pumped out, he groaned, pulled his cock out of my mouth and said that I was not only a great fuck but that I have a damned good blowjob as well!
He then went in my bathroom, took a quick shower and came back to the bed with a wet washcloth. He then carefully washed my cock, balls and ass and said that he was sorry that he didn't trust me enough as yet to take a shower with me, but that maybe next time he would. I said, "Does that mean that there will be a next time?" He said he guessed so but hoped that next time I would resist him a little more and make it seem more like a real rape! I laughed and said that I would try.
He then dressed, took the cuffs off my arms and was out the window before I could say anything more. I still don't have even a vague idea of who my sexy "rapist" might be, but I do know I am looking forward to his next visit!