The older man, a guy I thought of as my friend, Gary, had just finished raping me, but I’d had the most explosive orgasm I’d ever had so all I could do was lay there in helpless confusion as emotions swirled around me. I was confused. What had happened was wrong, but it had fetl so good, I wasn’t sure what to think, but I didn’t have time to, because Gary was rolling over back on top of me, sliding up my body like an eel. His hands rested on mine, which were still tied to the bedposts and were starting to get quite sore at that point and he stopped when his cock was level with my face. I quickly turned my head to the side as he slid down so that his cock rubbed against my cheek instead of making contact with my mouth. I lay practically smothered beneath him as he moved down my body and stopped when his cock touched mine. Pausing for just a moment, he rocked forward, pushing me into the mattress further, then slid back. He was, in effect, dry humping my cock and moving faster, paying no attention to my cries as his huge member slammed into my balls repeatedly.

He rocked back and forth for what seemed like forever until finally he grunted, I felt his cock hitch and a tremendous, warm wetness covered my crotch as he let go, shooting torrent after torrent of cum over me.