Page 144 of Brainwashed
The sounds we’re making are obscene. The slapping and slurping, the roars and grunts. It’s the animalistic music of two men fucking, and I never in a million years thought I would like it, but this music we make together has my balls drawing up so tight, I might bust any second.
“Fuuck, I wanna watch you come in me on the ultrasound,” Felix moans, finally getting my shirt open so he can touch all the surfaces of my chest and abs.
“You want me to come deep inside your greedy ass, baby?” My head is spinning.
“Yes. Yes, yes, please. Pour your hot cum in me, Doctor.”
I grasp his jaw hard, forcing him to look at me. “Your mouth is filthy.”
“You love it.”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s right… fuck…me.”
We’re sweating into each other and I can feel Felix’s cock, stretched so hard the veins are popping all over his thick shaft, rubbing on my abs while I fuck him rough and deep, wearing him like an item of clothing I never thought I’d try on. But now that I’m in him… He fits me so fucking well.
“Come for me, Felix,” I command him, biting and sucking on his lips, kissing him so deep my tongue is damn near gliding down his throat.
“Pound me… right there…yes!” His eyes roll back in his skull while I fuck him so hard I can barely breathe. “Oh God, I’m coming.”
I grip him by the throat just as his dick is bursting, spraying his orgasm all over both of us. The sight of it, and knowing I did this to him with my dick in his ass, shoves me right over the edge.
And I’m tumbling, deep. Into the abyss.
A strangled noise escapes me, my entire body breaking out in a sweet shiver as I erupt and my orgasm begins to flow. Felix and I force our tired gazes toward the ultrasound to watch, and you can see it. My dick pulsing cum into his body.
“Fuckingfuck, that looks so good,” I whimper to him, hoarse and still stroking. His ass clenches on my shaft, like it’s trying to keep me for as long as possible.
“Fill me up,” he croaks. “All the fucking way.”
“Fuckyes, you’re overflowing with me, baby. Look at all that cum inside you.Good boy.”
Felix is trembling, struggling to breathe while his needy fingers caress my chest, then my arms, then my hands. His touch is so affectionate, it leaves searing warmth in its wake.
When gravity returns to the room, and we’re done floating around like astronauts in space, our breathing is all to be heard. Hot, sticky bodies pressed together, my dick slowly softening in his ass.
Best… sex… of… ever.
I barely even notice that I’m nuzzling my face in the crook of his neck, smelling him. The scent of us, and sex, and ushavingsex witheach otheris all around, and I don’t understand it, but it’s dazzling some strange part of me I never knew existed.
I pull back and stare down at him. He blinks up at me from behind his glasses, the gray in his eyes like overcast skies. It reminds me of how fucking uncertain this whole thing is.
Me, the psychiatrist, fucking a serial killer. Andlovingit.
Tugging my cock out of him slowly, I can’t help but gaze, confounded, at his ass while my cum drips out. I lick my lips, then peek at Felix, who’s staring at me, dazed himself.
I take a step back and he clears his throat.
“I don’t understand…” I mumble, mostly to myself. Maybe a little to him.
I’m befuddled. Bewildered.Confused as fuck.
“I told you, maybe you don’t need to understand.” He props himself up on shaky arms.
“Okay, well, you clearly don’t know me at all.” I scoff. “I’m a doctor. A psychiatrist… Apsychological researcher. Answers are all I’ve got. I damn well need to fucking understand.”
“We get it, Doctor Robot, you’re smarter than the average bear.” He rolls his eyes. “But I’m just saying, if you keep searching for answers in something like this, you’ll just drive yourself nuts.”
