Chapter 5: Chapter 5
Richard, with a chasm in his heart that he couldn't possibly hope to describe, staggers down the stairs. In the living room, he found the beau, who, for once, wasn't smiling in a knowing or seductive way. "Dick, you are a truly lucky man," he states, his voice soothing and melancholic in a way that made Richard think of the sound of a forest creek, "I can see now why you fought so hard to resist me and those feelings you carried for those around you. I only hope that you know and understand that I may have saved you from an even worse fate, had your desires remained repressed and been allowed to -"
"Stop!" Richard screamed, his hands tearing a picture from the wall to throw at his lover before he managed to stop himself, the consoling gaze directed at him by those eyes more than enough to melt his heart a little. Feeling lightheaded with grief, fury, and, to his immense chagrin, lust at being so close to his beau after a night away from his intoxicating presence, Richard managed to stumble over and sit down in a chair situated by the smoldering fireplace. "What the fuck could you possibly mean by a worse fate? You've 'awakened' something in me that was never there and I never wanted, and now, you've ruined me, and you've hurt Jane!"
"Then explain this to me Dick: how on Earth could someone as principled and gentle as you tell anyone, 'Oh fuck, he’s sucking my cock! Suck it boy! Suck it good!'? Because last I checked, that's exactly what you told me when all of you stripped and surrounded me with your dicks and had me suck you all off. You and each of your friends only came one fucking time, and you all were spent like nothing I had seen before. Whether you want to admit it or not, which you did yesterday by the way, those irrefutable needs you all have been holding down inside you have been festering to no end, and it only took me standing before you all nude for every last one of you to cast who you are to the wind and explode, literally. Wait another few years, and who knows what'll suddenly trigger you or one of your friends? Because chasing women or loving your wife, it can never truly sate that other hidden side of your's, the one harboring the burning desire to have another man make love with you."
By this point, the beau had stood up and moved over to Richard, his expression determined as he laid a hand right over his heart. Dick scrambled for something, anything, to refute his lover's claims, but even above the memories of last night, the hand that was now gently stroking his chest was proof beyond any he could ask for. "Please," he whispered, his last hope hanging in the balance, "You... you said, last night, that you are a god. Take this away please. I can't choose, and this feeling, it's searing in a way that I can't..."
"I can only bring to light what already lays within," the young man replied as he leaned in, gently embracing Richard with a tenderness he had only ever felt from Jane, "Not only is stamping out what a person is at heart beyond me, it is against my nature. You are who you are, Richard, and as far as I'm concerned, I couldn't have asked for anyone better."
Richard, though the agony still wracked his body like nothing he ever felt before, took some solace as he hugged the boy back, letting his sweet words wash over him. It wasn't nearly enough, like throwing a bucket of water onto a burning shed, but it was at least enough for the other pounding sensations pulsing throughout him to take over. 'Your lust has finally overcome the love that we share?!' That horrifying accusation from Jane only grew more pronounced as he felt his erection harden, until it pressed tightly against the pajamas he was still wearing. The young man, sensing his partner's arousal and feeling his own rising to the occasion, tightened their embrace as he sat down on Dick's lap, his penis fitting oh so snugly between those bountiful ass cheeks. The two of them began kissing wildly, their tongues lashing one another desperately as the bulky man chased urgently after the comfort of his long-repressed lust and the solace of his new love. Their hands moved feverishly to remove the other's clothes, with the beau's proving both exceptionally agile and strong, managing to remove Dick's shirt despite them being locked in embrace and opting to rip off his lover's pants without him even having to get up from his chair, something which Dick had absolutely no problem with, especially since he could now feel his fully exposed cock rise even further between those delectable mounds of fat and muscle, until finally, the head of his dick felt the familiar dip between his beau's ass that meant the hole where he'll unload his seed into. With a bellow of tortured longing, Dick pushed his hips forward, sending his cock straight inside the boy, and the sensation was overwhelming. His whole body seemed to be on fire, and he knew it was only going to get worse as he gave in to his burning need. His beau began bouncing his ass up and down his dick, his hands clinging tightly to his back as he initiated another tongue kiss, which caused Dick's whole body to tighten up as he felt the tight ball of butterflies growing in his gut. Losing patience with the pace of the boy's movements, he tightened his own ass to raise it slightly off the chair in order to meet each of the young man's bounces with his own thrusts. It proved amazingly effective, with their speed so high that if someone had heard the noise of the beau's ass slapping against Dick's legs, they could've easily mistaken it for sound of applause.
After making out with such intensity that the beau forgot to breathe, the two finally parted their lips to look each other over as they continued to fuck relentlessly. While the pain certainly hadn't subsided for Dick, the glint in his eyes easily betrayed the heavenly euphoria he was also experiencing, as well as the wonder that he felt wash over him thanks to him finally being in control of his own mind while they were making love. The boy's eyes, on the other hand, were big as saucers, his mouth wide open as he stared at the monster cock that was ramming into his ass. "Oh God, it feels so good," he moaned into his lover's ear, "Oh Dick, I can take you any way, give you anything. Show me how much you want me!"
And finally, Dick smiled, his face twisting into a wicked grin that would have disturbed his normally proper self. With the strength of his bulky frame, he rose up from his seat, his cock still firmly buried within his lover, who was now being held up in place by Dick's strong hands, which gripped his ass in large, squishy handfuls. Somehow, the pace at which Dick's cock was moving in and out of the boy remained steadfastly quick, and it became quite a bit faster as he slammed the young man against the wall, sending a portrait that had been hanging to their right to tumble to the floor. With his lover now firmly pressed against him, Dick truly gave himself over to reckless abandon, his cock hammering in and out of that sickeningly tight hole, until finally, he felt his balls tighten, his body clench, and his cock throbbed so hard that it reached just a bit deeper into the beau's ass, earning him a scream that washed his mind over with both rapture and glee.
It truly sent them flying over the edge. The beau clutched onto his lover for dear life, his legs having reached around his toned ass to lock him in place. His cock, which had leaked so much pre-cum that it had made the skin between the two of them slick with the stuff, abruptly exploded, as rope after rope of semen shot forth and coated the entire front of both their bodies. The boy's orgasm caused his ass to reflexively squeeze, and Dick, unable to hold on any longer, finally surrendered himself, his mind shattering into oblivion as his name, life, and even Jane all left him. For one singular moment, buried impossibly deep in his beau, having forgotten everything but the ecstasy billowing through him and his cock as it shot his enormous load, Dick finally found his peace, the agony of his situation completely overcome by the rapture of his orgasm. It was a beautiful thing to behold, and one that the beau would never forget.