in the high heels; he didn’t stumble or stagger once. Then he lifted Kadin’s arms up and slid his fake fingernails up beneath his white cotton
shirt. He gently ran his fingertips around Kadin’s hairy chest, and he scratched his
stomach and his nipples until Kadin’s erection started to stick out in his pants. When
Eddie saw the bulge between his legs, he pulled his gentle hands out from under his shirt
and reached down to unzip him. When his fly was open, he inserted his hand and tugged
back and forth on the shaft of Kadin’s dick.
Kadin’s heart was beating fast and his face felt hot. The more Eddie stroked his
cock with the red fingernails, the more Kadin wanted to fuck his brains out. He reached
down with both hands and squeezed Eddie’s lace-covered ass hard—so hard, Eddie
jerked forward and fell into Kadin’s chest. He massaged his firm ass cheeks in circles,
spreading them apart and shoving his thick fingers into the lacy fabric.
Eddie sighed and lifted his other hand to Kadin’s wide neck. He scratched it a few
times with his red fingernails and said, “Fuck me, stud.” Then he pulled Kadin’s cock out
of his pants and ran his nails up and down the shaft with a feather touch.
“Oh, baby,” Kadin said. “I’m going to split you wide open now.” The red nails on
his rigid erection made his mouth water. He liked the way Eddie always called him
“stud.” He had the urge to force him down and manhandle him until he begged for mercy.
Eddie spoke in a light, breathy voice. He liked talking dirty with cheesy clichés.
“Open me up, stud-horse. Put that huge piece of meat between my legs and nail me to the
fucking floor.”
But Kadin had a better idea. He grabbed Eddie’s thin waist and pushed him to the
side of the room to a low dresser. When his back was against the dresser, Kadin lifted
him up and sat him down. “Lie back and lift those pretty legs up in the air for me, you bad little high-heeled whore,” Kadin said, “I’m going to rip those fucking panties off now
and fuck your brains out.” Then he bit his bottom lip and slapped Eddie’s ass hard. “Is
that what you want, slut?”
Eddie went back and lifted his legs up high so he could throw them over Kadin’s
shoulders. He rested the six-inch high heels on both sides of Kadin’s neck and said, “Oh
yes, stud. I want to be your bad little slut. I want to be your fuck toy, stud.”
Kadin bit his bottom lip and grabbed the black lace panties. “I’m gonna get rid of
these, slut.”
“Yes,” Eddie moaned. “Rip off my panties and fuck me hard.”
With one fast pull, Kadin tore the panties apart and ripped them from Eddie’s
body. Then he threw them over his shoulder and leaned forward. Eddie’s legs went back
until his knees were practically against his shoulders. He must have been double-jointed;
he never complained. Kadin was bending him into a pretzel, the high heels pointed to the
ceiling, and all Eddie did was beg to get fucked.
So Kadin spit on his penis and rubbed the shaft until it was wet and shiny, then
pressed the tip to Eddie’s hole and slowly inserted it. His hole was wide open and ready
to get fucked; he knew how to relax his sphincter muscle so a huge cock could slide into
his ass with ease. He also knew how to make the lips of his anus wink and clamp down
on the shaft. Kadin didn’t bother to remove his clothes. There wasn’t enough time, and he
really didn’t care. He only wanted to get inside the little cock whore, get his big dick wet
and come as fast as he could inside that tight, winking hole. When he plunged all the way
inside and saw the look of pure delight on Eddie’s face, he knew he didn’t have to worry
about being gentle. He bucked his hips hard, and his dick went all the way in and all the way out. He
placed his rough