Bend over Bundle by Violet Veidt Read Free Book Online

with my brother sporting the
huge boner currently pressing into my waistband. I stared at myself
in the mirror. There I was, all six foot one of me, pride of my
parents and school, lust object of flatteringly many girls, reduced
to a gibbering wreck by a strange lady's finger up my arse. I
didn't know quite what to make of myself. I reached for my cock and
started to stroke, but the images crossing my mind didn't soothe
me. Suki, introducing finger after finger into me. Tonguing my
arsehole like in that lesbian porno I'd seen. Sliding a butt plug
into me and making me eat her pussy. Having her musky slit
slathered over my face as my cum arced into the air. I watched as
the lusty eyed young man in the mirror wiped the cum off his abs.
Having a wank had taken the edge off, but I still felt horny. I
also felt tired, and I knew that I was still drunk enough so I'd
fall asleep quickly. I lay down in the dark and listened to Trey's
slow deep breathing. Usually I can tell him about anything, but I
wanted to keep this secret. Not because it was embarrassing, but
because it was a treasure I wanted to keep close to my heart. I
woke up with her face in my mind. But she had gone to work, and
Trey was keen to hit a greasy spoon to ease his hangover. As we
walked down I managed to keep up with his light conversation, but I
couldn't stop thinking about her. I cursed that moment where my
fear had overcome my lust. I would be going home tomorrow, and who
knows who would be occupying her room the next time I came here. My
only hope was to see her again tonight: and from what had been said
the night before, there was no guarantee that she would be able to
receive me again.
    Being who I am comes with a lot of baggage. My parents have
always emphasised the importance of appearance. In that room, it
hadn't mattered for an hour that hadn't felt like an hour. I was on
her bed, moaning and doing everything she asked of me. Well, almost
everything. If only i hadn't been such a coward. I ate my eggs,
moodily. Thankfully Trey was miserable with his hangover and didn't
make any attempt to cut through my funk.
    It
was obvious what I had to do. If I had the luck to see her
again.
    When
we came home from the greasy spoon, I listened to the emptiness of
the house, trying to hear if she was there. Nope. I listened
disconsolately to Trey discussing our plans for tonight (some film
at an indie cinema). He cocked his head and looked at
me.
    "Everything ok?"
    "Yeah, I'm fine. Hungover" I added, suddenly inspired. He
grinned and nodded.
    "I
thought a film would be about right for this evening. How about a
curry for before?"
    "Sounds good." I put on a smile.
    When
we got back, she still wasn't there. I tried to accept that I
wouldn't see her, probably ever again. We went to bed.
    I
heard one soft knock at the door. I snapped to attention like a
dog.
    I
opened the door. She just stood there for a moment. Then she
inclined her head, the way she had during my time of unsureness the
night before. I nodded.
    That
almost impossibly wide grin seared my retinae. She took my hand and
led me back to her room. Her strong, thin hand, wrapped around
mine, seemed to pulse..
    "I
have an idea. Why don't you fuck my arse first, so you get the
idea?" My face must have reflected the mix of joy, disbelief and
confusion in my brain. "I mean it. I've been thinking about how you
must have felt last night. And it reminded me of my first
experience of anal. I got fucked by this beautiful bi guy who loved
getting fucked. He let me do him first."
    "That sounds... interesting."
    "Understatement. Anyway..." She pulled me close to her, and
started kissing my neck again. The influx of blood to my crotch
made it feel like it was on fire with flickering fumes rippling
over my flat stomach where she dragged her fingers.
    "How's your refractory period?"
    "Nonexistent."
    "Excellent." I felt the same fear, but now I could deal with
it. And I knew what my reward would be if I pushed through it.