Erotic gay story of gay man seeking revenge: 3
Seduction homo story: I think he was too drunk to realise the extent to which he was choking me. I had to fight hard to escape his grip and by the time I managed to do that, I was teared up, coughing and gasping for breath.
He hardly gave me five seconds to recover my composure when he again grabbed me by both hands- one holding my hair while the other on my neck and pushed his dick as deep inside my throat as he could and began face-fucking me.
Such was his force that my gag reflex kicked in within three or force thrusts and I had to use both my hands to push him away from me.
I pushed him so hard that he and his couch moved back several inches, I escaped his clutch and crashed into the table shattering the bottle of whiskey, our glasses and dropping all the food.
When I looked back at him, he was staring daggers at me ready to attack all over again and all I could think about was to run- or at least pretend to run.
Before I could do anything, he came to me in three steps, grabbed me by my t-shirt and threw me on the bed. I was on my back when he climbed on me and pinned me down. He brought both my hands above my head and held them with his right hand while he brought his left hand just below my head to lift it and started shoving his dick in my throat.
I could still move my body but I was never so helpless. Every time I moved my chest or legs, he would just push himself deeper down my throat and I would find myself gagging even more. It took me several deep throat fucks to free myself from him.
I lifted my head towards his dick as much as possible and pushed him off. He went off balance and fell on the floor which gave me a few minutes to regain my breath.
But I didn’t try to run because I realised that I had totally ensnared his senses- partly through the alcohol and partly by invoking his lust. Yes he was very rough with me, but he didn’t have to know how much I enjoyed rough sex.
And I made sure that it didn’t show on my face. After all, I wanted him to think that he had forced himself on me.
Anyways, he clearly wasn’t satisfied. He pulled me to the edge of the bed such that while I was on my back, my body was on the bed but my head was hanging off the side.
He bent his knees and pushed his dick in my mouth and down my throat and used both his hands to hold my neck. He started mouth fucking me again while also choking me with his hands to tame me.
I grabbed his forearms and held them tightly, piercing my nails into his arms in the process. At this point, he was fucking my throat brutishly so that a gaging sound was coming from me which was mingled by Aditya’s moans.
I was thrashing on the bed, trying to escape his hold and he was increasing his grip around my neck. At some point during all this, I forgot all the etiquettes of a good blow-job and relaxed my jaw.
His dick started rubbing against my teeth and he finally relaxed his grip on me. As soon as I could, I pushed myself away from him, lest he start this all over again. Surprisingly though, I saw him slumped on the other side of the bed- huffing and puffing and sweating and moaning.
Apparently, the alcohol was now having its effect on him and was making him tired.
I looked towards him, he was still hard, but barely. His dark dick was glistening in my saliva and he was looking at me. I was not sure what he was thinking- his expression was difficult to read, but I had a feeling that he was enjoying the sex.
I doubt the ladies he typically met were amenable to such rough sex. Well, I was right because he beckoned me using his finger. When I was close enough, he placed his hand in my hair above my neck, pulled me closer and began kissing me.
This brought back memories: he used to (French) kiss me back then- he was the first person I kissed, he kissed nicely and gently. In that moment, I decided to enjoy whatever he threw at me. And the kiss was admittedly quite enjoyable.
As he continued kissing me, he also pulled me closer so that now I was sitting on his lap, my hands on his back. His one hand was just above my neck while the other was around my waist. We were in a tight embrace and I was sitting on his now rapidly hardening dick.
Both of us were sweaty and naked now. I don’t remember how we got naked, but I did see my torn t-shirt and boxer thrown across the room. Before I could ponder over this, he shifted his hands so that he was holding my butt-cheeks and spreading them apart.
His dick head was poking at my hole now. I had to stabilize myself by holding him tighter while he started kissing my neck. He lifted me more so that my nipples were near his lips. He started sucking and eventually biting the left nipple.
I was in a rather uncomfortable position- we were in the lotus position now, but my body was lifted so that my nipples could reach his lips. So, my whole body while embracing him was resting on my shins.
As he started biting my nipples, he was using his right hand to hold me close to him while he used left hand to position his dick on my hole.
As I tried escaping from him, he used his hands to push me on his dick and suddenly I was in an agonizing pain as he slid his dick inside me without much lube or preparation.
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I tried to relax myself as much as possible which was my only respite. I was screeching my hearts out but he just grabbed me tighter and pushed me all the way down on his dick and began kissing and biting me all over my face, neck and shoulder.
Stay tuned for the next part where this night of cold vengeance concludes. As always, I would love to get your feedback or just to hear from you.
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