Extend the Story - Add a Room

John's meadow-green eyes light up with amusement at your request.   He gives out a low laugh,  his lungs sounding coarse from the pot smoke.


"Holy shit,  seriously?"  The arrogant skater smirk that he wears so well crosses his crooked lips. "Man, I knew you were hot for me and all. I figured we might blow eachother, maybe do a bit of frotting.  Sure as fuck didn't expect you were wanting to be my little anal bitch,  though. .."


John cuts off your objecting to his mildly degrading play with a rough kiss to your mouth.   Guiding you by the small of your back he bends you over the desk,  shucking your jeans and underwear so they gather in a restrictive puddle around your feet.  


Smacking at your buttocks a few times he runs his finger down the split,  teasing at the small hole.   "Jesus,  this is gonna be a tight fit..."  He pushes his  finger up into you a few times with a low grunt,  the lack of gentleness to his touch causing a jabbing, strained sensation inside of you. 


"Fuuuck... hold on, then.  Fortunately I brought some lube if the ladies got lonely... feels like I am getting an even tighter hole tonight, though."


"Oh... and,"  John's hand lands firmly on your ass, "Don't move slut..."


He leaves you there,  heading into the darkness to grab the lubricant. 

Do you...

Decide the teasing went too far and move to confront the blonde skater.