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THUD
"AHH SHIT."
As I groaned quietly in pain, I thought about how I got here in this situation; laying on the ground and groaning in pain.
-10 minutes ago-
I had just left a gay bar and I had foolishly decided to cut through a dark alley on the side. I was of course approached by some shady characters and I, being myself, told them something that went along the line of...
"You small dicked thugs need to get lives instead of bulling the people who you wish you could be."
That of course angered them and they started to chase me I guess wanting to beat me up to prove their manliness. I got a head start but and lost them for a short while but they found me again pretty quickly. This game of cat and mouse went on for some time until I tripped and feel. I felt a slight pain in my ankle so I did the only thing I could and hid.
-Present-
Maybe I should take the last few moments of my life to describe myself so that you at least know who is about to die
I was about 5'8 (average or so) and maybe 150 lbs. I truly have no idea what race I am because I am this really weird shade of brown and my eyes are a bright green.
As you guessed I'm gay and single. I am also in college at NYU and majoring in marine biology. My type of man is big and strong (I loved to be held and protected) and body hair is accepted. I, however, am no man's bitch or wife or servant.
I have a very brash and proud personality and I'm stubborn, yet caring. Children love me and girls adore me. I am also humble (kinda oxymoronic proud and humble) when it is necessary.
I might be bragging now (kinda just want to cover all of the bases before I meet my fate), but I would rarely do so normally.
I accept everyone, but nobody really accepts me for some reason, or at least not the men around me age which is 21 btw. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The thing is though, when you are groaning in pain that kinda gives your position away pretty quickly. When I heard their footsteps closing in, I knew that my number had been pulled and it was my turn on the chopping block.
In a last act of desperation, I tried to better conceal myself, knowing that I couldn't defend myself while I was injured, however, I was soon surrounded a small army of thugs (I guess the original group had gotten reinforcements). I didn't have time to count because I was soon bombarded by a barrage of kicks and punches.
I tried to defend myself against them but if was futile. Just as it overtook me, I saw one of my attackers pulled into the darkness. The last thing I saw before I faded was a flash of yellow and the last thing I heard was a loud and vicious roar.
-Later-
I woke with a start. I remember what happened the last time I had been awake and then I remembered the pain that came with those memories. As I grimaced and winced from the bruises and soreness, I looked at my surroundings.
I had awoken to some kind of abandoned warehouse (Well I guess not so abandoned but still). I was looking at the decor when a strong musk hit my senses.
I sniffed myself and then the sheets.
"Yeah definitely the sheets."
I was enticed by the scent some reason and I sniffed the sheets again then moaned with longing, wishing to know the person who owned all of this.
As I went back for a third time (what can I say, it was a nice strong scent), I heard a gruff and masculine chuckle. This of course frightened me and I jumped out of the bed with the sheets around me thinking that they could protect me from death.
"Who is there?"
"Nobody, but you're hurt and need to rest so lay back down and I will leave you alone," A gruff voice commanded.
For some reason the words came out of my mouth before I could stop them and while it made me seem courageous, I knew that it would be the death of me.
"Why should I listen to nobody?"
I heard a hearty laugh now instead of the low chuckle. When I stubbornly refused to get back in the bed, I heard a defeated sigh.
"Because I saved you and told you to," the gruff voice responded.
"Well can I at least see you?"
I heard another sigh and a lifetime (in reality, only a few seconds passed) seemed to come and go. I finally heard a few footsteps coming towards me.
The first thing I saw was the full head of dirty blond hair. Then I saw the cute sideburns that bordered a tan and harden, but handsome face. I focused briefly on his solid, amber colored eyes that had no irises before turning away in shyness.
When I looked back I saw his full, shirtless form and gasped. This man was built like a fucking brick house. He had a six pack covered blond hair and two huge pecs with dark nipples topping them off almost like ice cream. His biceps were also huge (well to me anyways) and they were just wonderful.
His body also tapered into a wide v shapes and I could see the sizeable bulge in his pants. I had to gulp to swallow the saliva in my mouth for I feared that I would start drooling. He had powerful legs and the jeans were stretched to the max around his thighs. As I took in his full form I guess that he had to at least be 250 lbs. and about 6'5 or 6'6. He was, in essence, my perfect man.
I noticed when I finally finished fucking him with my eyes, that he had a frown on his face. I thought that staring had put him off and made him uneasy. I instantly felt bad but could think of nothing to do that would comfort him.
A thought crossed my mind after a few awkward minutes... I never thanked him for saving me. I ran to him and threw my arms around his waist buried my face his chest taking in his lovely smell. I guess I stunned him because he never put his arms around me.
"Thank you for saving my life um..."
"Victor, call me Victor," He growled almost as if he was holding something back.
"My name is Romulus Smith but my friends call me Rom, actually I prefer to for you to call me Rom," I offered, looking up, and smiling up at him.
"Oh and I'm sorry that I was staring at you when you came out. You were just so sexy I MEAN UM IMPRESSIVE... you just surprised me."
He snapped his attention to mine when he heard me say sexy and he gave me a devilish and mischievous grin. He then frowned and slightly pushed me away.
"I'm a mutant, and you should probably go because I know that you probably hate me now and I don't want to hurt you," He growled, briskly walking away leaving me with a `what's your point' look on my face that he never saw.
"Victor, I couldn't care less," I yelled before mentally kicking myself for yelling at a man who was twice my size in all dimensions (yes my eyes slipped down to his crotch...Hey I'm just human, I can't always control my hormones).
He stopped and thought for a second and I swore that I heard a `Fuck It' from him. Either way, he turned around and walked back to me with his grin from earlier.
"You said I'm sexy?" He asked invading my personal space while playing dumb.
I stumbled over my words as I tried to back up and out before finally hitting the bed. I had no choice and gathered up enough courage to squeak out and affirmative response.
He huffed on me (which strangely aroused me) be giving a look that made me feel like the prey of a predator who was going in for the kill.
"I usually don't go for the hero shit, or men, but you're irresistible and this feels rights in my heart so fuck habit."
Picked me up, and pulled my head to his softly. He softly placed his lips on mine when I finally had enough. I took the lead and pushed my tongue into his mouth and locked my legs around his waist. I found myself pushed up against the headboard. I could feel his growing arousal poking me in the seat of my pants.
He quickly took the lead back as he got more comfortable with this happening. I tried to match his intensity as we kissed, but found myself being dominated by him. He pulled us back from the headboard and we finally fell on the bed with him on top on me.
My shirt was somehow ripped to shreds and he took his off. Our pants were removed and I saw the object of my arousal, his huge cock that had to be at least 10'' long and I don't know how thick.
I was flipped over by him and felt his nose and then tongue in the crack of my ass and began licking at the smooth tender hole between the cheeks.
I moaned so loud that I was afraid that somebody would interrupt (how and why... I don't even know). I could feel the rough hairs of Victor's whiskers, scratching at the smooth skin that protected my anus.
As Victor slobbered all over my warm hole, bathing it in slick saliva, he gripped my soft yet firm cheeks in his strong hands, and pried them apart like a bag of chips (had no other similes), before attacking my small vulnerable hole once again with his tongue.
He growled like a lion defend his prey when I tried to move and adjust my body. With my ass now properly eaten, Victor removed his wet face, and dug into his a stand next to his bed and got some lube. He squeezed out a generous amount and applied it to his cock and then the rest to my hole.
He placed the head of his ram to my entrance and gently applied pressure. I felt a brief flash of pain as his head passed my entrance into my anus (hey I never said I was a virgin).
I grew tired of waiting and pushed back as quickly and hard as I could and he cock ripped through me. I felt the shock and pain of the sudden and forced intrusion but also the fullness. Victor collapsed on my back either from pleasure or pain but I could feel Victor's hot breath on my neck. His arms snaked under my own and I felt him tweak my nipples the grip them.
Victor started to thrust in and out slowly and I felt his strong grip on my body tighten as his stroke quickened, sending that ultra thick cock tube deeper into my now well stretched hole.
Victor picked up the pace more as the tight asshole taking his dick was starting to loosen up, he was able to move his fat cock in and out a lot easier.
"URRHHGG! URRHHGG!! URRHHGG!!" Victor growled with each thrust.
I arched his back, giving Victor deeper access to my inner rectum as I let out my own sounds.
"FFF!FFF!F!S!S!F UHHH!!!UHH FUCK ME HARDER!!!!!!!!!!!"
"RRRRHHHH....!" Victor growled, getting closer to blowing his load. He pumped harder at my ass, crashing his pelvis into my soft cheeks.
With an animal howl, Victor shoved into me one last time, and rocketed blast after thick slimy blast of rich potent sperm into my tight gripping anus, white washing my liquefied innards in hot gushy cum.
Victor suddenly collapsed on top of me, sending us crashing to the bed. His hot sperm still gushing forth, filling me with his warmth in the form of a salty and silvery paste as he bit down on my shoulder making a hickey (turned out to be a permanent mark).
I could feel his dick still hard in me and knew that he was or would be ready for another round. And did we have another round; he took me 5 more times before I finally fell asleep in his warm and secure embrace.
-To Be Continued-