I was too out-of-it to intervene. It hit me like nothing before, that I felt like some dam chick getting bred. I felt like saying “no” but didn’t. “Come on, I haven’t seen you in two years, what could be the harm,” he pleaded. His mom poked her head in, to say she was off to work. Zane kept pounding in and out of me, as I collapsed on the couch, mumbling, and moaning. We were both almost twenty now and not in 9th grade anymore.“I’m not into this shit, I think I better go,” was my response. “Breath, just breath,” he kept pushing his cock deeper into my ass. He sucked my cock for a good 10-minutes before something start to enter my ass. More was to come. For the next few minutes, he jerked my cock, then he started to lick it. We relaxed a while watching gay porn on the TV, as we smoked some more weed. He was right, no matter how hard I try to deny it, he thoroughly broke me. My cock was like a running nose in spring. Within five minutes, he had broken through my resistance and was jamming in and out of my ass.
