Unpleasant SeX

Fear, pain, anxiety.

That's all Norman was feeling. He cries silently. He swears to god if he

escapes from this horrible pain he'll go to church everyday. "Fuck." Saffran

groans beside his ear. Norman's tears was falling non stop. Why isn't he

feeling any pleasure? Saffran clearly got offended when he was questioned about

his skills in bed. But here he's giving utmost pain to Norman while he's

enjoying his pure bliss.

Saffran

thrusts slowly and carefully in case he hurts Norman. But he was too unaware of

Norman's expression as Norman was back faced from him. He pushes inside again

and Norman whimpers. He looks down and the scene makes him 2x hotter. How his

whole length goes in Norman's tight little h*le. Norman was so tight that he

could c*m any moment. But he controlled himself hard. He won't finish so early

as he wanna savour more moment inside of Norman. This is heaven.

"N-Norm."

Saffran moans thrusting in a fast pace. Norman doesn't answer as his throat was

dry from making horrible pained sound. But Saffran thought it was his moans.

And he thought Norman's moans were unpleasant when he was so unware that those

were from his pained voice. "This is so.....good!" Saffran says hugging Normans'

body from the back.

The thrusts

gets faster and faster making Norman more numb with pain. "Oh god! I-I'm

close." Saffran whispers more to himself thrusting in a manic speed. It only passed

4-5 minutes since Saffran entered. Norman is surprised that Saffran is close

this early. It was actually Saffran's moaning that kept Norman slight awake. Or

else he would have passed out a long ago. Saffran's voice was too sexy to

ignore.

Saffran c*ms

in pure bliss thrusting deep in Normans' a*s, and still paces as he needs time

to fully unload and calm himself from the ride. He never felt like this. It was

like 4-5 minutes in heaven. He wanted to be in this feeling forever. He was a

panting machine. His face was red from the sensation, little beads of sweat

were seen on his smooth forehead. His eyes were squeezed shut from the

sensation. His messy black hair slightly falls on his forehead giving a dirty

angelic look which Norman sees when he looks behind slightly.

Saffran

slides out and removes the condom foil and turns Norman. But seeing Norman's expression,

his face droops. Norman's face was tear stained drained out of colour. He looks

physically dead as he was breathing short. Saffran looks down and sees Norman

didn't c*m...neither he was hard, he ignored it. But he clearly read in the

article how the bottom enjoys the sex a lot. He hovers on Norman and tries to

kiss him but Norman turns his head.

"I'm going

home." Norman shakily says and tries to get out of bed. But Saffran stops him.

"Wait! At least wash up." He says as a matter of fact. "No need." Norman had

difficulties in moving. His a*s was throbbing. But he felt more agitated being

with Saffran. As Saffran enjoyed so much and he was only in pain. He regrets

the deal now.

"Norman."

Saffran glares but Norman was too stubborn. He tries to stand up but pathetically

fall on the bed. Saffran tried to laugh but he thought it'd be inappropriate.

"See. That's why-" "Stop it. Don't talk with me." Norman cuts Saffran's word

harshly which hurts the latter boy. "W-was the sex not good?" Saffran asks

meekly. "I don't want to have sex with you again." Saffran doesn't say

anything. When Norman looks at him he sees a horrified expression. Why's he

so dramatic?  

"If we try

again it'll get better." Saffran says with hopeful eyes. And damn Norman would

be lying if he didn't feel the tickling sensation in his tummy. He just can't reject

the pretty boy at all.

Norman

sighs. "This sex was a nightmare for me." Saffran feels offended and seeing his

expression Norman rolls his eyes. "I don't know what kind of shitty article you

read but I felt no pleasure." "But I-" "Let me finish." Norman glares. "I never

knew sex with you would be so painful. You didn't even prepare me properly.

Fingering with a plastic glove? Huh. F*ckin ridiculous!" Norman shouts. Saffran

feels guilty. He just listens to Norman's angry blabber with his head hung low.

"Sorry but I can't go through this horrible moment again." Saffran's head shots

up. He looks at Norman almost desperately. "I can fix this. Please give me some

time."

Norman

wanted to laugh. Surely Saffran is straight. But how he is acting right now is

so annoying that Norman wants to believe Saffran loves him. He crosses

his arm and gives Saffran a pointed look. "And how can you fix this? Clearly

you suck in bed." Which hurts Saffran's ego. He pushes Norman onto the bedframe

and kisses him ferociously. Norman tried to protest but he was weak from the

sex so he just lays there without moving. Saffran's hand sneakily roam around

his body and stops right on his d*ck.

He starts to

stroke him in a slow motion earning soft moan from Norman. "N-no." Norman

weakly says holding Saffran's hand. "Why? Didn't you say you got no pleasure?"

Saffran whispers in his ears. Saffran's hand was skilled. The way he was

stroking Norman made the laid boy want to c*m in any moment. He rubs the tip

carefully as from their last intimate action Saffran somehow noticed Norman

goes crazy when the tip is rubbed. His grip was firm but not to strong to hurt

him. Norman feels euphoric and he was close to his release. He holds Saffran's

face shakily and kisses him while unloading himself in Saffran's beautiful

hand.

Norman

pants, his cheeks were flushed and looking at his dishevel state Saffran was

getting hard again but he quickly removes his eyes from Norman and wipes his

hand with a tissue.

"So? You

liked it? "Norman rolls his eyes. "You still have to work on you skills. It

hurts a lot and what's the point of having sex if I don't enjoy it a bit."

Saffran huffs. "Fine. Why don't you teach me then? You were already gay."

Saffran says narrowing his eyes. Norman lays back on the headboard. "As I told

you I'm a virgin. And I knew it you were no good handling me in bed. So I suggested

that I'd lose my virginity to a veteran gay-" "Shut up!" Saffran shouts. "Are

you that eager to slut around!? Always talking about who'd take your virginity

or shit! At this point I doubt you're even a virgin!" He says in one breath.

Norman stares at him astonished.

Norman

doesn't says anything. He just sits there looking at the ceiling with an

annoyed expression. Seeing him silent Saffran slightly regrets what he just

said. But he too doesn't bother to say anything. He gets up and heads to the

bathroom. Norman sighs looking at his tummy. His own essence was soaking his

skin. He feels disgusted. Saffran didn't even bother to wash him this time too.

Norman wanted to believe the sex was disgusting too. But having Saffran in his

body, he can't utter the word.

After some

minutes Saffran comes back wearing a new robe and a wet towel. Just how much

robes he has? Norman wonders. "Get up." Saffran solemnly says coming close

to him. Norman tries to but he fails miserably. Saffran sighs and holds Norman

by his arms and make him sit like a baby. He then wipes the white liquid on Norman's

belly. Norman blushes at the work but he doesn't want Saffran to see him

blushing so he cover his cheeks.

"I know your

blushing. No need to cover up." "Humph."

Saffran

cleans his pelvis area and thighs. He then asks Norman to spread his legs but

Norman denies. So he forcefully opens his legs and starts to clean his h*le

carefully. Norman hisses in pain and Saffran looks at him worried. "It's

swollen." Norman rolls his eyes. "Obviously it's swollen after being rammed by

a goat." Saffran throws the dirty towel right at Norman's face and Norman

screams in disgust.

Norman gets

really angry and he throws the same towel at Saffran but the charmer latter boy

is, he catches it with little effort and throws it far away. He then rummages

through his drawer and takes out a small ointment tube.

Saffran then

forcefully opens his legs again and rubs the cream gently. "Where's your mom

and dad?" Norman asks curiously but it only makes Saffran annoyed.

"Who know?

Out there f*ckin different h*es maybe." Saffran says bitterly. When he's done

applying the cream he ruffles Norman's hair. "You don't have to worry bout

them. It's good they're far away from here so we could have this nice sex." Norman

looks at him  boringly. "It was only nice

for you." Saffran awes. "Just wait till I learn some technics." He says

smirking which makes Norman blush. "How long do you plan to carry this thing

on." Saffran looks at him confusedly. "Which thing?" "This...between us."

Saffran

sighs. "It's a new experience for me. And I like it. So I don't see any wrong

doing it for a long time." He says nonchalantly. "Also....it's really fun

f*cking your best friend."

Norman

narrows his eyes. He was about say that he's not his best friend but Saffran

already hushes him with his long slim finger on his lips. "Don't wanna hear.

Let's eat something."

.......

unpleasent