Boys Will Be Boys III
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Bailey's head throbbed from a constant headache as he had been thinking of all the things that they've done together. His ex-boyfriend, and his ex-friend, Anthony, a badly-injured vulpine, now hated him for raping him--but what could Bailey have done? He couldn't have evaded his master, nor could he have disobeyed him again. What could Bailey do? He had been laying there on his bed, staring at the wall for the past half hour, contemplating on this issue. He had an objective now: "Get Anthony Back." But how could he do such a demanding task?
"You know," Anthony finally murmured, "I'm not hurt anymore... Just in case you're wondering."
"That's nice," Bailey said, his voice still breaking from sobbing so hard earlier. "I'm happy for you."
"Are you still sore at me?" Anthony hinted a bit of concern for the abomination he apparently hated.
"I should ask you that," replied Bailey. "I should never have participated in... well, raping you. That isn't something I should allow ever again. I was stupid. I was in the wrong. You know, you were right about us needing to go to the penitentiary. That's where we, especially me, need to be so we can be away from society, seeing as we're abominations."
"You aren't an abomination, Bailey," droned Anthony. "I was just saying that because I was angry. I'd never call you an abomination if I were in my right mind."
"But that's what I am," retorted Bailey, beginning to shed more tears. "I don't deserve to live."
"Well," stated Anthony, "if you don't, I sure the hell don't." Bailey looked at Anthony for the first time in half an hour. "I mean," Anthony continued, "why should I live knowing I've got nothing to live for?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"That means," Anthony explained with a calmer voice, "if you were to die right now, I'd have no reason to live. Why? Because I love you."
He loved him? He does?! Oh, sweet confirmation! Bailey's heart, once wilting, now leaped inside his chest and did a double-backflip with joy! Bailey hopped from his bed and hugged and kissed Anthony.
"Whoa!" spouted a surprised Anthony. "That was unexpected!"
"I know," Bailey replied, "and I wanna give you something as a token of my eternal gratitude."
"You don't have to..."
Bailey slid down Anthony's pajama shorts that he put on fifteen minutes earlier. By this time, his dick was already hard.
"You...you..." Anthony was speechless as his dick was being stroked, as his meatus was being licked, as his member was being tightly caressed by Bailey's lips. Now, all that Anthony could do was sigh in pleasure.
After about five minutes, Bailey decided to kick it up a notch: he decided to deepthroat his lover's cock. Anthony continuously moaned, bucked, and groaned from his orgasms--mainly because of the sensitivity of his meatus, which in turn triggered the stimulization of his member, which Bailey was actually swallowing and regurgitating here! To Anthony, that must have felt great!... But to Bailey, he was nearly sick to his stomach, as he had never deepthroated anybody before, especially nobody whose length and girth was more than his own.
After he finally pulled his lover's cock out of his throat, Bailey coughed a couple times, bent over, and pulled down his thong--yes, his thong. (Mmm, how juicy!)
"Come on in," he persuaded Anthony.
"But the Master said--"
"Trust me, he wants us to do this," interrupted Bailey, his voice sounding really seductive. "Come on, fuck me."
"Okay!" replied an excited Anthony.
Thrust after thrust, moan after moan, orgasm after orgasm, this lasted. And, to both of the boys' great pleasure, Bailey was more reactive than their previous accounts of sex-- that means he had more intense orgas-- no, he was screaming from the pleasure! Why? Because Anthony was going harder than he had ever fucked Bailey before. His nine inches were hot like molten lava-- hot like an Italian man's Latin blood.......I should stop doing that, huh? XD
"Ohhhh, I'm gonna cum!!!" Anthony finally shrieked.
"Me too!" groaned a very excited Bailey.
Several squirts later...
Both boys were panting by time Anthony had finished. Anthony was worn out and was profusely sweating. Will he never run out of cum?
"More, more, more!" Bailey begged.
"Sorry," replied Anthony, "I'm saving more for tonight. Look," he said as he pointed to the now illuminated window, "it's morning.
"You were great," he finished, ending kissing Bailey.
"So were you," Bailey replied, adding more seductivity to his tone.
Ckhkhkdhk!! There was that static again. "Bravo, boys," the Master applauded from the invisible intercom again, "bravo. You've made me proud. Anthony, I'm deducting half your sentence. You now only owe $545. Bailey, as for you... Oh, you'll see." He ended with the trademark evil laugh, and the day can finally begin.
What wonders await out lovers now? There's only one way to find out!... To wait for the next episode. ^_^
Created by Bailey McAllister.
Copyright © 2009 by Bailey McAllister, Kenen Davis & S.TV America
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