"Eek!" Wes's eyes shot open. "Ngh… what's going on?" He tried to sit up but was forcibly pushed back down. He squinted, trying to make out the figure that was holding him in place. It seemed he had lost a contact at some point in the night.
"Haha look who's come to."
"Hu… huh?" What was going on? He knew he had a little too much to drink, but didn't think it was to the extent where he'd black out. Where was Molly? Surely she would've taken him home?
"Hey, focus on me."
"Unngh!" Wes gasped and covered his mouth. Something was weird, and it had been since he woke up.
"Look at you hungrily eating my fingers. You sure this is your first time?" This figure on top of him rumbled.
"Fi… FINGERS?!" Wes looked down at his lower half in shock. "Wait! Hnngh… st… ooo… oop." He desperately reached for his bottom, trying to pull the fingers out.
"Tsk." The man's right hand grabbed both Wes's wrist and pinned them above his head, while the left continued to relentlessly torment his hole. "You were being so obedient earlier, what happened? Do you not want to play with little Sasha anymore?"
Huh? Sasha? Where had he heard that name? Sasha… Sasha… Sa… Oh SHIT! It was all coming back to him.
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"Woah, Sasha, you have a reaaaally nice car." Wes gasped and wobbled over to the driver's side.
"We're riding back here." Sasha chuckled and helped him into the back seat. He whispered something in Russian to the driver who nodded.
So this was really happening huh? Wes glanced out the heavily tinted window nervously. Sure he had slept with women before, but this would be his first time sleeping with a guy. And, well, Sasha seemed to be a rather "large" guy from what Wes could tell when he was scooting around on his lap earlier.
"What's wrong? Don't tell me you are backing out now?" The larger man raised an eyebrow.
"No… No Way! I was just a little nervous about it fitting. I've never done it before." He reached over and placed his hand on the tent that was forming in Sasha's dress pants. "Woah! It got even bigger."
Sasha's face grew rather red, and he placed a hand over his mouth. "Control yourself foxy, unless you want Igor here to hear me make a mess of you."
"Huh?" He looked at the owner of the large dick with confusion. "I'm sleepy, can I use your pillows?" He moved closer and rested his head on Sasha's large chest.
"Yed' bystreye. (drive faster)"
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Fuuuuck. He had no one to blame but himself for being in the situation that he was in right now. All hope was not lost though, as he happened to be a master negotiator, and had gotten himself out of worse trouble than this many times before. It's not like his life was at risk…
"I told you to focus on me!" Sasha shoved his fingers in deep one last time, earning a yelp from the man below him. He pulled his pants down and poured a cold liquid on both this dick and Wes's twitching hole.
"He… hey, let's just talk about this. You don't want to do it with a guy like me! I'm not even cute. You want someone smaller, with less muscles, and uhh…"
"You seem like the perfect size to me. Look how nicely my hands fit around your waist. I'll be able to hold you in place while I shove my cock in over and over again." He slapped his dick on the trembling stomach.
"Eek!" Wes tried to squirm away. The thing resting on his tummy reached past his belly button. He took back what he said earlier about this not being a life or death situation. He was going to die… death by dick. "Noo! I'm scared! It won't fit!" He sobbed and thrashed his legs violently.
"You really are a lot of trouble aren't you?" Sasha pinned Wes's legs down by his head and gently wiped his tears. "I'm not sure what it is about you," he whispered, "I'm usually not this kind."
"So you're not gonna put it in? Wes sniffled.
Sasha continued to hold Wes pinned in half. "No. I won't do it today if you really don't want to."
"Phew, that's a relief. I thought I was a gone… AGH!"
"Ugh. You're still so tight, even after I spent all that time loosening you up." He gave Wes's butt a smack. "Open up a little, would you?"
"Mngghh… Ahh… Ahh. You… hnngh… weren't gonna." Tears formed around his eyes as he struggled to take the large member.
"I had to get you to relax before I put it in… huff didn't want you to tear. I'll make it up to you later okay?" Sasha planted a kiss on the brunette's forehead before thrusting forward forcefully.
"AGH! Too… too deep. Ungh! St… mmgh… help!"
"Shh… It's okay. Look at how well you're taking me." He grabbed Wes's hand and placed it where they were connected.
"There's more?!" Ack!"
"Take a deep breath, mkay?" Sasha petted his head gently before filling him up completely.
"Hnngh!" Wes's eyes rolled back and a white rope shot across his tummy.
"That good huh?" He grit his teeth. "You're going to make me cum if you keep squeezing me like that.
"I… I can't. No more." He panted. "I just CAME!" He screamed as Sasha began to thrust into him more aggressively, grunting as he came as well.
"Der'mo, almost forgot." He pulled out, earning a whimper from Wes, and walked over to the nightstand.
"Ughh, I'm beat," Wes groaned as Sasha sat down behind him and pulled him up against his chest. "You know it actually didn't feel that bad, like sure I was a little worried at first, but…"
"Mmm hmm. Be a good boy for me, yeah?" He pinched the skin around Wes's lower belly and held up a syringe.
"What is that?!" Somehow, he managed to catch the other man off guard, grabbing the shot and throwing it across the room. Whatever it was would not be injected in him today, absolutely not. What if it was poison? Did Sasha know that he was planning to rob him?!
"Tsk." The bed dipped as Sasha got up. "I thought I told you to be good."
"WAHH!" Wes leapt off the bed and tried to run away, but his legs gave out and he crumpled to the floor. "What?!" Had doing it with that horse cock caused his legs to give out? Was he really that fragile?
"Westly…"
He tried to crawl away but it was no use. Two calloused hands wrapped around his ankles and dragged him back. "Nn… noo!"
"If I had realized you were still this full of energy I would've gone a couple more rounds." Sasha picked his neck tie off the floor and used it to bind Wes's hands to the bedframe.
"Don't kill me." Wes sobbed trying to wriggle his hands free.
"Kill you?" Sasha looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Ye… yes with that!" He nodded his head towards the syringe.
"HA. Hahaha."
"Stop laughing!" Wes kicked him with one of his free legs. "It's not funny. I'm gonna die."
He grabbed the flailing legs and pinned them under his own."You might if you keep misbehaving."
Wes paled.
"Just kidding." Sasha leaned down and placed a kiss on Wes's temple. "How could I kill the one who is going to bear me an heir?"
"Heir?!" What was this guy saying? "Umm if you didn't know I'm a "man" I can't get pregnant." Maybe the rumors were true and this guy was actually insane.
"You can with this?" He lightly flicked the syringe.
"Huh?!" Wes shuddered. "No! I won't let you!"
"Don't worry foxy, I'll please you with my mouth to dull the pain." He poked out his tongue.
"Wait!" Wes gasped as Sasha swallowed his cock and began bobbing up and down. Tch, how was he so good at this? His cheeks reddened, he had to admit it was pretty hot to watch such a powerful man go down on him like this. "Hnngh."
"Mmat meel mood?" (Does that feel good?)
"Nngh… Don't talk with your mouth full idiot."
"Mmby ooo meed ummting uh wittle ooore." (Maybe you need something a little more.)
"Mmngh." Wes involuntarily thrust his hips forward, as two fingers entered him and found his most sensitive part.
There was a popping sound as Sasha released his cock. "You're rather honest down here. Did you know that?" He held the syringe between his teeth and used his hand that wasn't pounding Wes's hole to wipe off a spot on his abdomen with a disinfecting wipe.
"Nngh… wait." Wes knew that Sasha was planning on injecting him, but his fingers felt so good that he couldn't help but succumb to the pleasure. His cock began to tear up. Was he about to come with just fingers alone?
"Try not to cum, I just cleaned you off." Sasha used his teeth to pull off the cap, and then pressed the needle into Wes's skin with his free hand, while roughly tormenting his sweet spot with the other.
"Hnngh… I'm gonna."
He covered the spot he injected with a bandaid and then pulled his fingers out.
"No! I was about to… "UNNGH!" His eyes rolled back and Sasha filled him with his cock once more.