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"I'd like that, let's do that," Rich said as he got up.
Rich walked up the stairs ahead of me.
"I can't wait to fuck that ass of yours!" I said as I grabbed his ass cheeks.
"I'm afraid you were going to say that." Rich replied, with nervousness in his voice.
We were both nervous, I knew it. There was no difference between my nervousness and his. We were both afraid that this was going to hurt, though I wasn't going to get any pleasure out of what I was going to do. I knew all too well that he would enjoy fucking me in the ass.
We went into my bedroom and sat on the bed. This was the same nervous silence that we experienced downstairs, but this time there was no television. I realized then what the television did, it broke the silence. It made the silence such that it didn't make you go fucking insane.
"So, who's first?" I asked.
Rich just looked at me, like a deer caught in headlights. I wasn't sure what was going through his mind. All I knew was, he had a blank look on his face.
"You can go first," Rich said nervously.
ZI knew what he was up to, he wanted to be last so he could enjoy it more. So he could enjoy his fucking me in the ass more. It made sense, after all he could focus on the pleasure and not worry about the pain. |
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