Baby Boy 1: Sacrificed

Baby Boy after all," he said with a smile.
    Justin blushed. He then looked down at his own naked body. For the first time he saw himself for who he was, he was a beautiful boy. In his wrinkle-free skin he saw his youth, in his soft body he saw his innocents, and in his huge cock he saw a man.
    It was that manly part that he had always ignored. He had associated all of his manliness with a perversion for things that were wrong. But now he saw it as his ability to share love and pain and all of the other things that men do. Who he shared it with made no difference.
    So with this new understanding, he walked up to John and slowly undressed him. When John was also standing naked, he freed himself from all of his restraint and did what came naturally. In the back of his mind, even as a child, he fantasized about taking another man into his mouth. Getting down onto his knees, that is what he did.
    Justin listened to every word that John said and made each adjustment. And soon not only was John tilting his head with passion, but Justin was able to slide John's sturdy cock down his throat until his lips kissed skin.
    "Oh yes," John whispered. "Yes."
    Justin choked for breath when he pulled it out and John did the service of wiping the tears from his young friend's eyes. Next John stood Justin up. Moving him back onto the bed John climbed on top and took hold of Baby Boy's immense cock. He looked in Justin's face as he ran his tongue along the ridge of the head. Justin shuttered with pleasure. That made John happy.
    John then held Justin's massive meat, kissed it and got as much of the head in him as possible. He caressed it with his tongue a few times, but since it wasn't where his true passion lied he flipped Justin over onto his stomach. That was where he really took charge.
    Justin, lying ass up, explored the feeling of having a naked man pressing with his full weight on top of him. There was something about it that he loved. It felt relaxing to have so much skin on skin contact with another man. And it aroused him to know that the man on top of him understood so much. He was only too happy when he felt John position his bullet in the center of his pink tight hole. And it gave him even more pleasure when he pushed.
    "Ahhh," Justin moaned loudly. But as much as it hurt he wanted John to keep pushing. "Ahhh," he moaned again. Push it hard, he thought. Push it in. "Ahhhh," he screamed before, with a pop, John's head slipped in. Justin flinched wildly from the pain. It was the weight of John’s body that kept him in place.
    "You're so tight," John whispered in his ear.
    It hurt Justin to have John inside of him but he loved it so much. It represented connection to him. It represented not being alone. And in this moment he realized that there was no amount of pain that wouldn't make it worth it.
    "Fuck me," Justin whispered to John's surprise.
    "Are you sure you can take it?"
    "Yeah," Justin replied breathing harder.
    John slowly pushed the rest of his stiff cock in.
    "Ahhhh," Justin cried.
    "You okay?"
    "Yeah, don't stop."
    John pulled his cock back and pushed it in again leading to more screams from Justin.
    "Again. Harder."
    John moved into a rhythm after that. First slowly and then faster, John rocked his hips back and forth. And when he thought he could take it, John rolled Justin over, lifted one of his legs onto his shoulder and fucked him on his side.
    Justin moaned as his boyish body shuttered under the rocking of John's muscular frame.
    "Yes," Justin moaned. "Fuck me!"
    John fucked him harder until the pleas became even louder.
    "Fuck me, please. Harder! Fuck me harder!"
    Keeping pace John decided to give him everything he had. He slipped Justin's other leg on his shoulder, lifted him up and held him as he rocked his cock back and forth inside his virginal hole.
    "Yes," Justin screamed. "Yes!"
    Feeling more like a man than he ever had, John felt himself starting to let go. The practiced refinement that he had held onto for so long began to slip away. Soon all that was left was the animal, a snarling, ravenous animal. And the little blonde boy in his arms was his prey.
    John opened his eyes and bit on the boy’s soft flesh.
    "Ahh," Justin screamed. "Ahhh."
    And with that scream John couldn't control himself any more. He pumped harder and faster feeling a powerful pressure building in him. And with animalistic roar he shot his load deep inside of Justin. “Ahhh!” He screamed sinking his claws into his prey.
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