This morning, I was thinking about you in Florence, only this time the guy pulled a knife while he was sucking your cock because he knew you were going to bail, and he told you to push the back of his head onto your cock, and you did, you pulled his mouth onto your cock, shoving your cock down the back of his throat, lost in how good it feels, terrified and hard, with him holding the knife against your groin, and he stops before you come, and stands up and with the knife at your neck makes you kiss him, properly, and you are scared, with his pulling your mouth against his, his urgent insistence, you taste your cock on him, his tongue raping your mouth. And you are thinking about what he is going to make you do, looking to the door, wondering if you would make it.
Then snippets, him shoving you onto his bed and ripping your pants down, ‘Show me your arse, boy’ and then it was me and not him and you are trembling and you roll onto your stomach and with your face down on the bed, you get up on your knees with your arse to me, and I run the knife in a line down your arse, over your arsehole, pushing against your skin until I think it is going to cut you, then I cut you, moving down to your balls, and raking the knife over them at random and then against the underside of your cock, there is blood.
And you are making a moaning sound and shaking and I hit your cock and balls with the flat of the knife and that makes your body rock, and I am him and I am looking at your arse, my cock hard and heavy, and I rub it against you, whatever part of you I can reach, sliding it between your cheeks then down, between your legs, slipping against the blood.
I roll you over and shove your legs up and hold the knife against your cock, the tip pressed tight into the flesh, and I shove my cock into your arse in one brutal thrust, and you try to get away because it fucking hurts and you have your eyes squeezed shut, and your mouth open and I fuck you, dry and wretched, feeling your arse tight around my cock, so fucking tight and I slap your face and tell you to ‘look at me, you fucking bitch’, and I shove my cock harder into you and look at your face and I call you a ‘prick tease and a fucking idiot foreign tourist’, that ‘you are no more than a fuck-hole and I am going to bring my friends around to teach you a lesson’, and I am slapping your face and you can’t look at me, and I keep telling you to ‘fucking look at me while I fuck your arse’, and my fucking you is pushing you up on the bed and I keep having to pull you back down, slamming you onto my cock.
And I shove my fingers into your open mouth and you can’t help it, you suck on them, and that makes me laugh because ‘you fucking love this, you slut’, and I shove as many fingers as I can into your mouth, fuck your mouth and throat with them, your body convulsing as you gag and that hits my cock, and I tell you ‘fuck me’ and you want to do what you are told, ‘fuck me, you fucking little whore’, and I stay still and you are grabbing onto the bedclothes, trying to get some leverage to shove yourself against my cock, and my fingers in the back of your throat are doubling up your body, which makes your arse push against my cock, makes you squeeze it, and I like that so I shove my hand as hard as I can into your throat, saliva running out of your mouth, and it hurts your mouth and throat and I am concentrating on your fists, grabbing desperately at the bed trying to get a grip to shove yourself against my cock, desperate to fuck my cock like you are told, and I think about closing my fingers around your throat and then I come.