The weight of him pressed down on me, and I felt the hard, wet tip of his cock brushing against my asshole. All at once I felt the fright come back: I remembered the pain, and the loss of control, and the pummelling hardness of a cock in my ass. I shivered violently.

"Um," I said uncertainly, and my voice sounded small and scared. "Maybe I should go take a shower first ..."

Instantly, he put his hands on my upper arms and pinned me down, holding me in place. I heard him laugh, softly.

"Oh, you're going to take a shower, little boy," he told me. "After this, you...