Punk was moaning into my mouth now and his tongue had started to come alive against mine once more; in six days, he’d also picked up quite a lot of kissing technique, as well, and although I knew his ass still hurt from my dick ramming in and out of it brutally, I also knew the sensations were starting to feel good to him, too.
I’m one of those guys with a very high natural libido; given the chance, I can fuck five or six times a day, and shoot pretty big loads every time I get off, too. You fuck a virgin kid of either gender two or three times, really hard, before you ever even say a word to them, and trust me, they’ll actually be grateful for a chance to suck your dick for you as an alternative to getting fucked again.
His yelling turned into one long drawn out high pitched scream as I rammed my dick up into his guts, interrupted only as I grunted and thrust hard again, then one more time, driving my dick further up him each time, until finally I was buried to the root in his hot tight velvety smooth vise of a boy cunt.
Naturally, Punk wasn’t anywhere near as hard to get up into today, after a six day road trip of steady buttfucking, as he had been when I’d first snatched him out of that alley nearly a week before. I honestly don’t know if I will …