Summary

Sometimes, losing bets aren’t always a bad thing. Especially when it gives you the one person you’ve always wanted.

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“I’ll make you a bet,” Giovanni said. I looked over at him hesitantly. “I bet you our team will win tonight,” he said, and I thought about it, our team never wins, though.

“But our team never wins.” I said, and he smirked. “What are the terms of this bet?” I asked.

“If you win you get a hundred dollars. If I win you have to do whatever I want for an entire week. I have the house to myself all next week, and you know how I hate being home alone.” He said a wicked glint in his eyes.

“You realize that our team never wins right? So you’ll definitely lose this bet, and I’ll pocket a hundred dollars and all you get is to watch me dance off into the sunset with a hundred bucks, right?” I said, and he nodded, not looking convinced at all.

“If I win though, I get to tell you what to do for an entire week.” He said, smirking. I nodded, and we shook hands.

I am totally pocketing this one hundred bucks!

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“I’ll see you at nine, okay?” Gio said, and I nodded frowning. How had I lost this bet? It was totally not even fair! I needed that one hundred dollars. Gio decided that I would spend the week with him, all night and day starting tonight, since we didn’t have school for the week. I don’t know how we suddenly won goddamn football game, but fuck everything.

I sighed and got ready to go, knowing that if I didn’t show up a little early he’d worry. Gio is funny about me; he’s always been funny about me. Gio looks at me as little shy Erik, good enough for me. I mean I am little, barely one hundred and twenty pounds, and a startlingly short five foot four. My hair is longer and blonde, and my face is slim, totally that of a girl. I’ve got pretty blue eyes, and ‘sexy’ lips according to a couple of people I hang around with.

I’m one hundred percent gay, but no one fucks with me about it. Probably because they are scared of Gio, honestly, but I’m happy with not getting my ass pounded into a pulp of blood and guts, so I’ll go with it.

Gio is tall, around six foot three or four, with two hundred and ten pounds of straight muscles. He has dark, medium length hair, and bright brown eyes, deep enough to make you drown. His cheekbones are sharp, and his skin is cocoa coloured, and beautiful. He is the exact opposite of me, in every way.

To say I’d never thought about Gio in a sexual way would be a lie, because he’s basically the star of all of my wet dreams. I keep it hidden well, though. I don’t check his dick out in the locker-room or stare at his ass when he’s standing in front of me. I may be a little guy, with an innocent look, but I’m certainly not innocent at all.

In all honesty, I’m a dirty little slut.

Okay, well I’m not a slut, because I’m a virgin, buuuut… I’m pretty close. My thoughts tell a whole different story entirely. If you counted how many times a day I thought about being pounded into something by a hot guy, you’d think I slept with everyone.

If I wasn’t ultimately terrified of having something larger than a tiny dildo up my ass, I probably would be sleeping with everyone. Buuuut… I’m ultimately afraid of big things… being anywhere near my asshole—at all. It’s probably—no it is—a really stupid fear considering I know what it feels like to take something up your ass, but I just prefer it to be small, and self-inflicted so I can control what I feel.

I sighed, and played with my hair in front of my mirror, blowing my hair out of my eyes tiredly. I bit my plump bottom lip and considered putting on some lip gloss, but decided against it, considering that it’d be a little gayer than normal for me.

I finally deemed myself fuck-able and walked out to my car and drove down to Gio’s house.

I wonder what he’s going to make me do, I thought slowly. Maybe he’ll do something sexual, but I kind of doubt it… he’s very straight. Besides, I wouldn’t want his dick in me, would I? I laughed at myself, and then sighed. Of course I want him; I’d be a retard not to. His dick is really big, so I know it’d hurt like hell… but maybe it’d start to feel good like with the small dildo I bought back in June…thinking about it had me partially hard so I had to think about something else.

He’s definitely going to make me clean his room, I know him. And he’s going to make me cook for him. And do his homework… I didn’t think it’d be that bad, so I just sighed and pulled into his driveway, and got out of my car. Gio’s got money, everyone knows it. His house is the biggest house on the block, and he’s proud of it. It’s a large brick house with four windows on the front side of the house, and one above the windows for the attic. He’s got eight bedrooms on the top floor—or rather his parents have eight bedrooms, as he reminds me every time I mention it—and two bathrooms on the top floor. The bottom floor had a living-room, garage, dining room, den, a large bathroom, and study. They have a basement they renovated to be a mini-apartment for their one and only darling son, Giovanni. In his own right, Gio is kind of a golden boy, you see. He’s done a lot wrong, but his parents never seem to find out, and if they do they just don’t care about it. Gio’s apartment is nicer than my entire house, and I had spent many nights in his house because he didn’t like me walking home late at night, because of where I live.

I walked to his door and before I even had time to knock he had the door opened, and he pulled me in then slammed the door shut.

“You’re early.” He said quickly and I shrugged, and watched as he smirked. “Well since you are early, you can get started early.” He said, and motioned for me to follow him. I did as he said, and he led me to his apartment, and then led me to his personal bathroom. “Change into the outfit on the back of the toilet.” He said, and I looked at him confused, and nodded, then walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I walked to the toilet and picked up the clothes. “But, make sure you shave first, Erik. Shave everything.” He called and I looked at the door confused. I sat the clothes down on the counter and found a purple female razor sitting on the side of the tub with some females shaving crème. I sat on the side of the tub and wet a washrag, and wet my legs, then rubbed the shaving crème on my legs.

I slowly ran the razor along my leg, carefully trying not to cut myself. I’d never really shaved before, but I didn’t badly injure myself, so I guess I did pretty decently. After I got done with my legs I shaved my d!ck and balls, making sure to get every tiny microscopic hair. Then I did my happy-trail and my underarms, and my arms. I took the opportunity to also shave my ass, since I never really have the privacy to do it at home. Thankfully I’ve never really had a lot of hair anyway, so it wasn’t a hard task. After I was done with all that, I turned to the clothes and pick up them up and turned to the toilet.

I sat them down on the seat of the toilet and picked up the first thing, which I guess is supposed to be a shirt but it looked more like a bra. “GIO WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?” I yelled out.

“Shut up Erik and put it on.” He said calmly.

I growled lowly, and managed to get my body into the shirt, and realized… wait a minute… “THIS IS A FUCKING CHEERLEADING UNIFORM!” I cried out, and he laughed and I could practically feel my dignity falling away.

“Just put it on, and don’t argue with me. I own you for a week, remember?” he said, and I huffed angrily. Since when did I ever lose a bet to Gio?

I sighed and picked up the next object… a black thong. “GIO THIS is,” I started angrily, but he cut me off immediately.

“Put it on.” He said, and I huffed angrily again, then took off my pants and underwear. The thong fit perfectly, and the dark colour seemed to make my pale butt look subtly bigger, and rounder. I ran my hand over it, and was startled by how soft and feminine I looked in the mirror.

The next thing I didn’t even tell him what it is, because he knew. A very, very short cheerleading skirt without the underwear things attached to them. I deadpanned, and put it on, then turned to the mirror. “Erik, now I want you to put your hair up in some feminine way, I know you can because I’ve seen you do it.” He said. I growled and put my hair up in quick pigtails. “And make sure you use some lip-gloss. There are a couple colours that I took from my mom, so you pick.” He said. I huffed, and it blew my bangs up into my eyes, but I didn’t care. I took the darkest of the colours, a deep purple colour and painted my lips with it.

I went to open the door and he stopped me, once again. “There are some tennis shoes and thigh high socks. Put them on, and then you can come out.”

I sighed and sat down on the toilet and picked up the socks, and sure enough they came right up to my thigh and the longer this went along, the more I could see myself being femme. I mean, it’s nothing I’ve not thought of before, but it’s frigging weird. After I put it all on, I walked over to the full length mirror and gasped when I looked at myself. I surprisingly looked really… hot.

Since this whole thing began I was fighting back an erection, but when I saw myself standing in Gio’s bathroom in a slutty cheerleader costume with sexy thigh highs on, I couldn’t help but get hard.

The initial shock of seeing my hairless legs, and the outline of my ass, and the way my extremely pale skin looks voluminous and bright.

“GIO WHY DO I LOOK LIKE A SLUTTY CHEERLEADER,” I screamed, slamming the door open and staring at him. His brown eyes narrowed at me, and I could see his eyes raking over my body, and it made me blush, and look away. I hadn’t noticed that he’d moved from the door… but he was shirtless, his dark skin looking beautiful under the light, and I couldn’t lie it turned me on.

“Because you’re hot as hell like that.” he said, and I blushed, brushing his comment off.

“Fuck off, perv.” I said angrily, huffing and poking out my lip a little so as to pout. “I can’t believe that you are making me dress like this.” I said, keeping my arms crossed across my chest.

“Aw, Erika—Erik, you look hot.” He said.

“Fuck you!” I cried out, looking away from him as my face flamed red. He doesn’t understand how bloody embarrassing this is.

“Erik, you’re gorgeous, don’t be embarrassed.” He said, and took my hand and turned me to face him, forcing me to look at him. I could barely meet his eyes, but I advert my eyes and kept them locked on the suddenly interesting wall of posters. “Erik fucking look at me.” he said, and put his hand on the side of my face and forced me to look at him.

“This is embarrassing.” I muttered and he put his hand under my chin, and then tilted my head up, so I was looking straight at him.

“I want you.” he said, and I jumped, my mouth dropping a little. “I figured that if you looked and felt like a girl it wouldn’t be as weird for me, you know?” he said, and I blushed, my arms suddenly feeling really cold.

“G—Gio, don’t fuck with my head, man.” I said, and he sighed deeply, and then slammed me against the wall hard. I couldn’t help but make a startled moan as he pressed his jean-clad erection against me. “Fucking hell, Gio what are you—doing…” I trailed off moaning as he attacked my neck with his teeth.

“I’m marking you,” he growled in my ear and bit down softly on the lobe of it. I moaned and bit down on my lip and turned my head for him to have more room.

“Fuck!” I gasped out as he suddenly turned me around and pressed his dick against my ass. Fuck, he feels big.

“God, Erik, you are so fucking sexy. Your ass looks wonderful. Fuck, have you ever thought of being a sissy? You’d make a damn good one.” He said, and I blushed, and pushed my ass back into him. “God that ass, babe, you have amazing ass. This skirt gives me the best view ever.” He said, and grabbed it in his hand, kneading it in his palm. “So firm and soft, did you shave your ass? Fuck that’s hot.” He said.

I nodded and bit my lip. Gio touched my shoulder softly, and I turned around to face him shyly. “Erik, I don’t want to force you into having sex with me,” he said slowly. “I want you to have sex with me because you want to. If you don’t want to, then we can just hang out and stuff. I really want you though.” He said, and I bit my lip, blushing brightly and thinking. I’ve always had a crush on Giovanni, I’ve always had dreams about him bending me over and fucking me hard, bending my body in ways I didn’t know it could bend…

“W—will you be gentle?” I asked him slowly, shyly, whilst looking away from him. I felt my face flush bright red, and my mind was spinning. He feels so fucking big, holy shit. It’s going to hurt a lot. He’s so hot, though. His hair is falling just the right way, framing his dark face, and his eyes darker than oblivion, tracing over my body, making me feel hot and shy.

“Of course, Erik.” He said, and I gnawed on my lip for a second before I looked at him hesitantly, feeling his larger hands on my sides, holding me close to him, as if he was afraid I’d run away like a scared puppy—granted I wanted to do that.

“T—then we c—can, but you h—have to be gentle.” I said, and he nodded, and kissed me on the lips softly. I moaned into his mouth and sunk into his warm body, my arms wrapping around his shoulders as I stood up on my tippy toes. His hands were rubbing my hips, getting dangerously close to my round ass.

Our lips moved together in sync, while I felt a little shy, I loved feeling his lips, hands, and his body against mine. I moaned as he bit my lip rougher than I was used to. I couldn’t lie; I love the feeling of him rough housing me a little. It was a nice change of scenery from the way he treats me like porcelain, and it made me feel sexier, hotter, my skin burning in just the right way. He grabbed my ass in both of his hands, and lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, his hands playing with my ass.

He slammed me back against the wall, and I moaned, my tiny dick rubbing against the silky material of the thong. He rubbed against my ass, and I moaned again, my body feeling like it was on fire. “Haaa… Gio shiiit…” I whined out, pulling his hair roughly as I lost control and came…all over myself.

“Christ, Erik, your sensitive.” He said, laughing in my ear as my body shook. He bit down on my neck hard, and I gasped. “Get down on your knees and suck my dick,” he commanded, and I blushed deeply, getting down on my knees in front of him as soon as he let go of me. I felt the stickiness of my cum in the front of my panties, but I didn’t want to even bother with them, so I just focused on unzipping Gio’s pants and taking them off him. When I saw his dick, hanging down in my face I almost choked.

It’s long, hard, and thick, the skin looking velvety, the tip poking out, dripping precum a like a faucet, and I immediately leaned forward and licked the tip. Immediately, the best taste I’d ever tasted enveloped my senses. “Uhhh Erik yeah, suck me baby.” He said, and I blushed, taking his dick down my throat. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to do it, but in the end I took over half of his big, hard dick in my mouth.

I bobbed my head on him, slowly, sloppily, and he sighed, noticing I didn’t know what to do. “Can I take control babe?” Gio asked, and I nodded, and he immediately weaved his fingers through my hair, and started slowly thrusting in and out of my mouth. I gagged but didn’t protest as he slowly started picking up the pace.

He slowly eased over half of his dick down my throat, and I got the hang of controlling the gagging pretty fast. I couldn’t help but moan every once in a while, while he was fucking my mouth because I loved it. I loved feeling vulnerable to him for some reason. My dick is hard as a rock, straining against the thong and my palm because I was trying to keep from coming again. This entire thing made my body go fucking haywire; I couldn’t tell you anything about me right now. I had never felt so sexy or slutty in my life, granted this is only the first time I’ve had sex, or done anything slutty before.

At this point my body is as foreign to me as Lebanese. The feelings running through me are foreign, as well, and they are controlling everything, controlling my body, my thoughts, and my pleasure. I’d never felt this good in my life, and he hadn’t even fucked me yet.

As if sensing my train of thought Gio grabbed me by my arms and threw me through the air, and I couldn’t breathe… until I landed on the soft bed. “Fuck!” I whined, propping my body up with my elbows as I watched him come over to me.

“Ready?” he asked me softly, crawling on top of me. I nodded, not thinking about the pain, only thinking about how good it would feel to be full, to be used, and to be his slut.

…Hell, he’s turned me into his slut, and I’ve only been here what, an hour and a half?

He pushed my legs open and moved the thong to the side, and I didn’t even bother with being embarrassed, at this point, he’s seen every inch of me and made me come in them, I mean honestly, hiding it would take more effort than I could give at this point. The entire time I’ve been fighting letting completely go for fear of embarrassment, while fighting for embarrassment. I mean, Gio has known me since kindergarten, we shared a cabin at summer camp and we had shared everything since, I guess that I hadn’t thought that I would share my virginity with him too, but honestly I love this even though I’ve been fighting it.

Instead of blushing when he pressed a cool, slippery finger against my asshole I moaned, and opened my legs wider. I’m not going to fight against it anymore, I’m his fucking slut, and I might as well just accept it. I saw an evil glint in his eye, and felt him push the finger in, and I moaned loudly, already wanting more.

One finger turned into two, and soon he was scissoring my asshole with his fingers, preparing me for him. When he was done he looked down at me, and kissed me softly, pulling my lip into his mouth to bite it. “Babe, do you want me to use protection?” he asked, and I swear I thought about it before I shook my head no.

He’s not got any STD’s I hope; I think but don’t say it. I’m sure he’d never put me at risk like that, and he’d never do it to himself either. I didn’t really understand why I immediately said no, before I really thought about it, but I didn’t have time to think about it because he had grabbed my thighs—I secretly hoped that it’d leave finger sized bruises so I’d have a reminder of this for the rest of the week or more—and pressed his tip against my tiny little hole. As he pressed in, he kissed me softly, trying to distract me.

It didn’t fucking work, because the farther he pushed his cock in me, the more it hurt. I let out a tiny cry of pain, and willed myself to relax around him. The more I tense the worse it’ll hurt, I try I chide myself, but it didn’t really work. Gio was careful with me though, he slowly, very slowly made his way into me, pressing loving, sweet kisses all over my face, neck, and lips.

“Fuck,” I whined, biting down on my lip and felt a few tears slip out of my eyes. Gio stopped moving and kissed me softly, and I let out a sigh of relief. Fucking finally all the way in, I thought to myself. Slowly I relaxed around him, and he pulled back away from my lips to nibble on my ear.

“Ready for more?” he asked me, and I mentally freaked out.

“You aren’t all the way in yet?!” I cried, and he chuckled and shook his head no.

“I’m only in about half-way, babe.” He said, and I started whimpering but nodded, nerves wracking my body. I felt him inch in a little at a time, and I forced myself to relax. He pulled my thin body up a little and stuck his arm under me, then pressed down a little on my stomach, and pushed more in. This time, I didn’t feel nearly as much pain.

“A—are you in yet?” I dared to question. He shook his head no, and my heart sunk.

“About two more inches to go, babe, oh god you are doing so good.” He praised, kissing my neck, and I felt pride swell in my chest. “No one has ever taken this much baby, oh god so tight.” He moaned out, and I smiled a little, happy that I was the first person to do this for him. “Look at you, baby boy, taking all of me like a little slut, god you’re fucking skin-tight around my cock.” he groaned, and I moaned quietly, nodding my head.

It hurt, oh god did it hurt, but it felt so fucking good at the same time. “I guess that what they say about black guys having big dicks is beyond true,” I said, whimpering a little and he laughed, and nodded. He stayed still, I was surprised he could manage it, because I could feel his every breath against my neck, him panting hard and biting down on my neck to control himself. Slowly but surely I—somehow—managed to adjust to his huge d!ck. How, I have no idea, because I felt like if he moved an inch my ass was going to tear apart, but I loved feeling him inside me, loved feeling like I was full, and also… I loved knowing I was the first person he’d been all the way in with. I waited until I was sure I was ready before I wiggled my hips and moaned loudly feeling his dick press into my prostate. “Fucking move Gio,” I moaned and he didn’t waste any time.

He started thrusting into me, at first soft and slowly turning into rough and quick thrusts. I moaned every time, arching my back and clawing at his shoulders. It felt too good, too normal to me, and I loved it. He sat up and pushed my legs apart farther than I thought they’d go, the thigh highs rubbing against my legs and making everything so much more sensual.

“Oh my…” I couldn’t finish moaning out, because he started pounding into me. “F—f—fuck!” I cried out, barely managing to get it out as he pulled my body up and sat me in his lap, bouncing me up and down on it. He went in even deeper, and I was surprised it didn’t hurt worse than it did. He just kept fucking me down on him, his dark eyes half lidded, and his teeth pulling at his bottom lip. Gio’s cock kept going in and out of me and I couldn’t take it any longer. “G—Gio I’m going to c—cum!” I moaned out, and Gio pumped in and out of me, and came all over myself again, and into the thong.

“Jesus fucking Christ, you are sexy as hell, you little slut.” He said, and I moaned at the derogatory name he’d called me. I couldn’t help but be turned on by it. He noticed, apparently because he continued. “Fucking slut, I know you love this, you just want me to pound your hot, tight little ass into the bed, don’t you?” he asked as he thrusted into me, and I moaned, and nodded. He spun me around on his dick and I let out a startled cry as he pushed me forward on the bed. Instinctively I put my arms out in front of me and caught myself.

“G—Giooooo!” I moaned out feeling him reach somewhere deeper in me than I thought possible. I loved feeling him deep in me, and I knew that I’d never be able to look at him without wanting this again and again.

“Tell me you like it.” He demanded me, and I gasped, choking down another desperate noise.

“I like it!” I whined, and he grabbed my head and pushed my face down into the mattress as he fucked me harder and harder. His dick pounded away at me, and I couldn’t stop myself from gasping every time it entered me. he felt so fucking huge in me, and I felt so full, so slutty, and so fucking needy. The longer he pounded me, the better I felt. The better, but sluttier I felt.

“Fucking hell, you little slut, your ass is so open to me now.” he said, and I whimpered, loving the way it felt to have him in me. “I can’t wait to cum all up inside your ass so deep you feel me in you next year.” He told me and I squealed as I came into my thong again. “Fuck you’re filling your slutty little thong up with cum aren’t you?” he said, and I moaned loudly, nodding.

“Yes Gio I ammmm!” I squealed loudly, my body physically exhausted, but I wasn’t ready to stop yet. Somewhere inside myself I felt myself breaking down my walls, and I was suddenly just fine with being a slut for him.

“Are you my dirty little slut?” he questioned me, and I moaned out, my entire body on a mental high I’d never experienced before.

“Yes!” I said my voice insanely high, and my mind racing.

I’d kill to know where this slutty, feminine side of me was hiding since I had never even thought about being this way. I’d never wanted to dress up like a little slut, or a female for that matter, but somehow that all made this all that much hotter. It made my arousal burn that much harder, that much deeper, and it made me tingle all over. How’d I gone from Shy innocent Erik to slutty needy whore Erik? It was a decent enough question to ask myself, considering not even an hour ago I was a virgin, and now I’m fucking like a rabbit.

Gio pulled out of me and I groaned in distress, wiggling my hips a little as my hole clenched around air. “Nooo…” I whined but he picked me up and laid me on my side, and pulled my leg up in front of him and slipped back into me. “FUCK!” I squealed, feeling him go into me, harder and faster than ever. “Fuck—fuck—fuck! Gio I’m your slut please oh god, do it harder!” I moaned out, not even trying to keep my voice down.

“You’ve turned into quite the little black cock whore haven’t you?” he asked me, his voice sounding hitched, his hips working into my body at a startlingly fast pace.

“Yes!” I cried as he made me chase my orgasm again. I don’t know how many more times I can cum, because I swear to god I think I’m going to run out of cum. “You are so big!!” I squealed, all of my manliness had seemed to dwindle down to whatever I am now. I don’t think my voice will ever go back down after this. I’m probably going to sound like one of those flower-crown-wearing fem-boys in those fanfics.

“Look at you, you little slut, taking my huge black dick, all the way to the base. Your asshole is mine, now. If anyone else touches it, I’ll kill them.” He said, his voice harsh, but I could feel the sentiment behind it. Gio, closed off, golden boy Gio was afraid of me finding someone else.

He pulled out of me and I whined again, and he rolled over onto his back and pulled me into his lap, bouncing me again. This time I felt him nail my prostate right on the head, and I screamed his name, his wonderful dick felt amazing as I came one last time. I hadn’t felt him cum though, so I couldn’t let this end yet no matter how bad I wanted to sleep.

I grinded on him, tightening my ass around him as his fingers gripped my hips tightly as I tried my best to get him off. I leaned down while grinding on him, his dick going in and out of my abused hole as fast and hard as I could possibly make it go. I could tell he was getting close, because he was biting his lip hard, his hips moving in sync with mine. I moaned, still feeling high off pleasure.

“Cum for me, Gio.” I moaned into his ear, and I heard his breath falter, “Fill my slutty white sissy ass up with your cum!” I whined out, and that’s all it took for his hands to slam me down on his dick hard one last time, and I felt his long, hard dick twitching in me as his warm cum filled me up to the brim. “Ooooh!!” I cried, collapsing on him.

I could feel him pulling out of me, and him moving my body around so that I could cuddle up to him and I was asleep before I could say anything, before I could hear him say anything as well.

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I woke up feeling nostalgic, my body aching deliciously. Gio’s warm body pressed against me, his warmth seeping into my body, fighting off the chill from the bedroom. Sometime last night Gio had woke me up and got me to change out of the outfit, and put me into one of his large shirts, and we’d both been too tired to fight with the covers, so he just draped himself over me, my smaller body getting immediately warm from his larger body.

I looked up at his sleeping face, entranced by his beauty. He’s gorgeous, honestly. Normally I go for white guys, but Gio is bloody beautiful, his dark skin and muscles, his light dusting of hair on his chin, and his very little body hair anywhere made for a very gorgeous man indeed. His chest is to die for, rock hard muscles you can only get from hours of dedication and work, no hair at all, whether on purpose or because he didn’t have any. The only hair on his chest was the light dusting of hair at his V line, leading up to his bellybutton.

I felt my stomach growl a little, and sighed. As hungry as I am, I’m unwilling to give up this minute with Gio. I love the feeling of his warm sexy body on top of mine, and I couldn’t help but want to feel it forever. I felt his cum still on my thighs a little as he hadn’t exactly cleaned me off before I fell asleep, and now it had hardened up, and it felt really gross against my skin, but yet I loved the feel anyway.

I felt Gio shift on top of me, and he buried his face in my neck, his lips brushing my neck so softly I didn’t really know if he was a wake, or if he was sleeping while doing it. “Morning,” he sighed sleepily.

“Morning, Gio.” I said, and then gasped. My voice sounded as foreign to my own ears as my body had become. I hadn’t spoken since really late last night and I didn’t really remember what I’d said, or even how I sounded last night, but I didn’t sound like a guy anymore, really. I sounded like I’d had the manliness fucked out of myself.

“Damn Eri, you sound like you got fucked up the ass really good last night,” he commented and I let out a little growl. It’s too damn early to be teasing me.

“Shut up Gio! Your dick is like as big as my arm! What’d you expect when you shoved it into me!” I whined out, and he laughed.

He laughed, his laugh making me giggle a little, and blush beneath him. “So are you still covered in cum? I can’t remember if I washed you off last night or if I just let you sleep.” He said, and I could feel the thong clinging to my dick, all of the sticky come still in them. I was shocked by how much I liked feeling it, but I didn’t say that I liked it.

“Yes. I’ve got your cum in my ass and on my socks. I liked these socks. And all in the front of these…” I started and trailed off, my face bright red from embarrassment. I’d not been embarrassed after the first couple times I came last night, because I’d been too far out of it. Now all the embarrassment of having let him use me however he wanted me was coming back… with a bloody vengeance. When people say that you do the walk of shame after a one night stand, they weren’t kidding. I hadn’t even gotten the energy to walk yet, but I felt really embarrassed.

“Oh, I really like how after I’ve seen your sexy little body in every dirty way possible, you still manage to be shy, and subtly innocent after you made me cum in your ass. I can’t believe how different I look at you, but it isn’t in a bad way. Like before I looked at you as shy, innocent, and gorgeous, but now I also see the sexy nymph I saw last night, and the needy way you pushed your body against mine, and the adorable way you whimpered and moaned as you took my dick deeper in you than anyone’s ever managed to get before.” He said, and I blushed and buried my face in my hands and hair.

“Shut up.” I whined, and he laughed at me, and then nibbled on my ear. “I hate you sometimes.” I complained as I felt my dick twitch in my pants a little.

He kissed me softly, his lips pressing against mine, making my body burn deliciously again. I love feeling his soft, kissable lips against mine. Something about it made me feel so alive, so cared about, and so loved. It is a wonderful feeling, all around. Gio makes me feel different than anyone ever had before, and even though it hurt like a bitch… even though I cried, I got mad, I lost my virginity, and wasn’t one hundred percent sold on the whole idea of having sex with him, I enjoyed it, I loved it, and now I crave it… a lot.

His hips started subtly moving against mine and I let out a startled moan as I felt it. His dick was already hard as a rock, and I felt him rubbing against my sticky, cum covered crotch. I let out a little moan and tugged his hair, his lips and teeth making me feel lusty… needy… and oh so ready to go again.

All the sudden my stomach growled, and Gio busted out laughing and I blushed brightly. “Okay, let’s get you fed, babe, before you turn into a bear and eat Me.” he said, and I giggled a little.

“The only thing I want to eat is your huge dick, and what comes out of it.” I said teasingly, and he laughed a little at me.

“If you eat like a good little slut, maybe you’ll get another taste… but I have you another outfit, so you have to wear it to get another taste. This time, maybe you’ll suck me until I cum down your throat, and then your cute little tummy will be full, baby.” He said, and I moaned quietly, loving the way his words made me feel.

“I love you, Gio.” I whispered softly, shocking us both, he smiled a little and kissed my lips softly, then pulled off of me.

“I love you too, Eri. Now, get up, go get washed. When you get out, there’ll be another outfit on the counter. Put it on before you come down, and then you’ll get some food.” He said, and I nodded shyly, not needing to be told more than once what to do.

Oh how I really do love losing bets to Gio.