Asuma and the Masked Man Part 3

Asuma nodded. The massive toy in his hand scared him as much as the tool between Mask’s legs. Maybe if he went really slow it wouldn’t be as bad?

He got to the floor and began applying lube to the toy. He made sure it was plenty coated before putting lube on his hole. With the base of the tow on the floor, he slowly began to squat down on it. He felt the tip press against him. He tried to relax. Slowly the head pushed in. The pain came, but it didn’t last long.

He continued to sink himself down the length of the shaft. A few inches every time. Stopping each time to let himself adjust. Even through the pain he was surprised that he was getting hard. His face turned red with embarrassment. Was he really like this? He felt a little uneasy, but finished going down on the toy. He shivered as he felt the base touch his body. It was all in. He breathed a sigh if relief.

“Now stand up, and keep it inside you.” Asuma looked up to see Mask with his pants down to his knees. His rock-hard cock lay against his bare chest. In his hands was a camera. He was taking more pictures.. His face was red with anger and embarrassment, but he knew there was nothing he could do.

He stood up and held the toy in. The sensations were strange but not really in a bad way. His half erect cock continued to grow.

“Get over here.” He said, curling his finger at him.

Asuma walked over, keeping both his hands on the toy to keep it in. He stood in front of Mask, waiting for whatever lewd act that was to be next.

Mask took his arm gently and guided him to sit in his lap facing him. He took a small length of rope and tied his wrists together. Mask then put Asuma’s arms around his own neck and began sliding the toy in and out of his ass.

Asuma arched his back and moaned. Mask grinned and gave longer, deeper thrusts, making sure to rub his pet’s prostate with each thrust.

“You love this, don’t you?”

Asuma groaned, but said nothing.

“You do. I know you do. Otherwise your body wouldn’t be responding like this.” He said, stroking Asuma’s now rock hard member.

Still Asuma said nothing. He liked it, but he didn’t want to say it out loud.

Mask smiled, but didn’t ask any further questions. He pulled the dildo out and reached between Asuma’s legs to slide two fingers into his loosened hole. Mask slid his fingers in and out, opening them to stretch and loosen Asuma more and more. He slowly teased Asuma’s prostate. After a few minuets of this and Asuma’s hole grew tight around Mask’s fingers. His body went rigid and with a loud groan he came all over Mask’s hand and chest. Mask smiled and began licking Asuma’s cum off his hand. His pulled his fingers out guided his cock to Asuma’s hole.

He slid it in and buried it in to the base; Asuma let out a long groan. He took Asuma’s hips and began thrusting up, while he forced Asuma’s ass down on him.

Asuma cried out with pleasure now. The dildo and Mask’s fingers had loosened him up enough that he could take his cock without any pain. He stood up, easily lifting Asuma’s meaty frame as if he were a small child. Mask held his legs continued fucking him as he walked over to the bed.

He lay Asuma on his back and lay on top of him. There, he began picking up the pace of his thrusting. Pounding Asuma harder and harder with his massive cock. Asuma came again, this time without even getting hard. His tightened hole drove Mask to the edge. He Took Asuma’s arms from around his neck, his cock from his ass and began pumping his cock with his powerful hand. Seconds later, he blew his load, sending stream after stream of his hot seed over Asuma’s brawny body and bearded face.

Groaning softly in the wake of his powerful orgasm, he milked the last few drops of cum onto Asuma’s hairy stomach.

He laid back on top of Asuma. Their hairy, cum-soaked muscles pressed tightly together. Mask lifted his guise enough for his mouth and planted a deep kiss on Asuma’s lips. Asuma let him, he even kissed back. For some reason he felt an attachment to the masked man. He didn’t know why, but he felt content and secure with this strong man holding him. Perhaps this situation wasn’t so bad after all.