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where there had been nothing but pleasure and appetite, there was pain.
    â€œHey!” I shouted.
    â€œHurts, huh?”
    â€œHurts like hell.”
    â€œLet’s just wait a second. Hold it there. Just breathe in and out for me. Take it easy.” He kissed me again, he played with my cock. At first I couldn’t understand why he didn’t just take his cock out of me, as it hurt so much—but then, after a few moments, the pain began to slip away and the pleasure returned. And so we proceeded, cautiously, stopping and breathing and waiting when necessary, until he could push no further.
    â€œThat’s it, Jack. You got all of me.”
    I reached around behind me and felt his stomach pressed against my back. I felt my ass ring stretched around the thick base of his cock. I grabbed his balls and pulled them toward me.
    â€œI can’t get them in as well, you greedy little bastard.”
    And so the fuck began, slowly at first, gaining momentum. My body was focused entirely on the sensation of cock and ass—and yet, to my surprise, my mind was floating free, wandering from subject to subject. I thought of my schoolmates, my family, my prospects, my future. I thought of the things I had studied, I thought of how my life might unfold. In all these thoughts I was impressed by one overwhelming idea—that here, now, at this moment and in this room, my life was really beginning at last, and that whatever happened to me in the future would be defined in some way by the pleasure that Mick’s cock was giving me as it drove into my asshole.
    And then he pulled out.
    â€œHow you doing?” he asked, sitting up beside me.
    â€œGood. Why are we stopping?”
    â€œYou’ll see. You think that was what fucking was all about? Oh, boy, you have no idea.”
    And so, for the next half hour, he fucked me in every conceivable position. He had me up on my hands and knees, ramming into me from the back. He had me sitting down on his cock as he lay back on the bed. He spun me around, he flipped me over, he rode me and supported me and possessed me. Finally, I lay on my back, my legs resting on his shoulders, as he braced himself with his powerful arms and fucked me harder than I believed possible. And yet I took every stroke, I met every thrust, and I wanted more. I could not tell if I had come again or not; my belly was wet with slippery, sticky fluid, and yet I was still as hard as could be. Finally, he doubled the rate and vigor of his thrusting, stuck his tongue down my throat, and spewed his load up my hole.
    I thought this would be the end, but he quickly rallied and, leaving his cock firmly lodged inside me, sat back on his heels, pulling me toward him.
    â€œLet’s see you come again, Jack. This time with me inside you.” He grabbed my dick, jerked me gently a few times—and it was enough. The feeling of his hard prick invading my guts was enough. My dick was just the trigger. This time, I came with my whole body, and spilled a massive load across my chest and stomach. It ran down my sides and soaked into the thin cotton sheets.
    We lay together for an hour or two, drifting in and out of sleep, listening to the heavy footfalls along the corridor, the creak of floorboards, the banging of doors. In the silence of the night, every sound was amplified; God knows how loud our revels had been. Everyone in the White Horse must have known that the young man in the stylish suit who wandered
in off the street was no longer a virgin.
    It was getting light when Mick roused me. “You better get home. People will be asking questions.”
    I did not want to leave. I wanted to stay with him forever, and I told him so.
    â€œYou do as I say. We’ll meet again if you want to.”
    In answer, I dived down into his groin and started sucking his cock. It started to rouse itself in my mouth.
    â€œNot now, Jack. There’s a big wide world out there and we have to be on our