"What is it, Grey? Spill the beans out." I am standing in front of him, hands on hips.
When he doesn't say anything, I grab his arm and take him downstairs to the living room. He doesn't resist.
"Strip." I tell him. He looks at me, slightly bewildered but does as I command. He isn't wearing anything apart from his boxers.
"Go, bend over the sofa." He does it. I can hear him breathing loudly. I strip off my boxers and go slowly insert my dick in his asshole.
He groans, his hands tightening on the edge of the sofa.
"What is it Chris, What's made you upset?" I ask him as I slowly, very slowly and very deeply pound him.
"Arrghhhh..."
"Come on, I know you're upset. Is it work? Hmm?"
"Go faster...please... " He groans.
"shh... tell me boy, why are you upset?"
"I will cum! I will... Oh God...." He sobs, when I start stroking his dick.
"I dare you ... "
"Oh please..." He is on the verge of breaking down. I am going so slow and deep that it's agonising for Me as well.
"You want to come? I'll let you... If you tell me what's wrong."
I stroke his dick faster.
"Someone kissed me! Okay?! Happy?!" He screams and I stop. I take a deep breath and continue.
Chris starts crying like a baby.
I pound inside him hard.
He jerks forward.
"Ahh...! "
"Who?"
"Timothy. At work."
Another push. Another jerk. Another scream.
"Who's he?"
"New. Came two days ago."
Silence. I pound him. Once again.
"Pleas. Plea....please can I come."
"Did you kiss back?"
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