can't really say that i mind the cold all that much and it doesn't cease to surprise that Mischa happens to be the only person i know who shares my views on it/ aside from her i always end up being the absolute minority when it comes to appreciating the cold season with that decadent horn of rotting plenty brought by the autumn and the sterile stillness of the winter and the rage boiling deep within the glacial river veins of early march/ everyone around just prefers to bitch about the inconvenient abundance of clothes they have to put on or how unpleasant it is to breathe in the frost or how those long wintry nights serve to fuel their depression/ Rider with his delicate sensitive hands which are permanently cold even during the summer loses all sense of touch almost immediately after he steps outside in winter so his frustration is mildly understandable and the Dear Leader may not bitch all that much but i can still feel that the lack of sunlight and of daytime in general takes its toll on his mood and ability to focus/ and with the obvious lack of enthusiasm Jody displays when it comes to the perspective of going outside whenever it drops below zero it's easy to tell that he doesn't like the cold in the slightest either even though he may not complain - never complains on anything at all to be fair like a tough guy he enjoys pretending to be/ and even though his looks and some of his attitude make it easy for him to pass for one but deep down he's still not a tough guy/ not exactly
i made sure of it once one snowy day in december we spent at his place which was a different place back then - even had a few windows and a bed/ and also thin walls that didn't isolate shit and a full beehive of nosy fucking neighbors around as it turned out later/ most of that day i spent in that bed which was firm and low and a bit too narrow for both of us/ and i know for sure that no tough guy would waste hours covering me with kisses like he did after i got carried away and followed some deep-running impulse which prompted me to tell him that if i only had any virginity left to lose at this point - if i ever got a chance to choose whom to lose it to in the first place i mean - i would gladly lose it to him/ all of it, any of it, would be honored to for fuck's sake
he didn't break in tears, sure, didn't say a word in return whatsoever/ instead he just stared at me for some time blank-faced and unreadable silently and intently for quite some time until i got worried and began to feel sorry for having opened my mouth at all/ and then he lay me down on my back and proceeded to kiss me all over - on the neck on the lips on the ears on the chest on the dick on the thighs and ass and knees and ankles - head to toe everywhere so that the next day i kept finding hickeys in places i never even thought possible so that my lips went sore and my tongue got tired and my jaws started to ache so that eventually under the pressure of excitement my control gave way to impatience that was great enough to drive me totally mad and i ended up asking him ordering begging to fuck me already - to stop messing around and shove it in to screw me onto his sweet sweet dick his wonderful amazing dick where i'd rightfully belonged ever since i was fucking born and after a while he finally took his fingers out and knelt over me took me by the hips and pulled me onto his thighs placed one of my legs on his shoulder and left the other around his waist/ and then he put it in at last - pushed inside so fucking slow and so fucking deep i caught myself swallowing a scream/ he swallowed most of the following ones drinking them straight from my throat as i stopped bothering to keep quiet soon after and his lips never left the vicinity of my jaw my mouth my neck i felt his teeth softly brushing against my adam's apple as he withdrew almost completely his fingers jamming bone deep into the skin around my tailbone as he slid it back in unbelievably slow and so, so fucking deep it sent a high-voltage jolt up my spine as if he plugged directly into my spinal cord making me twitch and gasp and bite him on the tongue involuntarily as i clenched my teeth mid-kiss and then again - almost out and fully in, so long and so hot and so fucking gentle throbbing inside teasing me/ and i couldn't do shit with my waist safely secured in his beartrap-like grip except grasp at his knees arch my back and call him a fucking bitch whenever i had enough breath which i lost every time i felt my balls pressing against his crotch and my aching hard cock grinding against his stomach as he was diligently squeezing the remains of my sanity out of my body somewhere straight into the universal fucking vacuum as i was shivering and choking with desperate lust i felt him licking my cheek and then my temple and then the other one and the wetness he'd found there might have been real tears reflex or whatnot and it seemed to put him in the mood corresponding to mine after all and so he slipped his arm under my back and placed his palm on the back of my neck with his other hand firmly gripping my ass lifted me up and held me there suspended a good foot above the bed and balanced on a single support point of his elbow and he fucked me like that fast and hard like a sex doll like he should the way i was daring him to do from the beginning so that he barely ever pulled out at all polishing his dick with my entrails in small steady thrusts so that i hardly brushed against the mattress with my shoulders and the top of my head for the whole time i was coming which might have lasted for the next five minutes or hours or light years - couldn't care less just blanked out entirely as i felt it approaching enormous and monstrous majestic magnificent like a fiery meteor descending right upon me from the glittery night sky/ and it came crashing down into my skull filled me up with blinding starlight overwhelmed me and exploded cleansing blessing erasing so i forgot how to breathe for a second or an eternity entirely forgot that i existed that i or anything else had ever existed at all
and in that indefinite moment when i finally managed to break out and landed in my beloved boundless beyond i swear i could feel his cock the way he did as if it was a part of my body and felt all that he felt inside me - a tingling zap shot up his shaft every time his balls touched the skin on my ass my own guts hot and velvety and slick with oil flexing and squeezing around him sucking onto him pushing against embracing him as tight as i only could so tight he hurt every time i shuddered in the grip of my ecstasy and beyond all that his mind-melting trippy sensation of fucking the god he perceived within me and me feeling it all was so damn weird and so much more than i could ever hope to process that i might have blacked out for a moment giving in to the god he was fucking until it possessed me entirely so thirsty for his cum it gave me a tangible rush when it shot deep inside made me feel like a device charged with a dose of pure electricity made me dizzy and buzzy and hungry for more/ so i wouldn't leave him alone after he pulled out got on top of him welcomed his worshipping kisses and used them as a way to restart all anew went down slowly and carefully leaving a wet trace of lovebites down his neck/ kept stubbornly nibbling at his nipples which is always fun 'cos they're so sensitive he flinches every time but can't help getting excited from it just like me/ kept sucking on his fingers and licking on his balls gently tickling the hilt of his cock with my teeth and teasing its head with the tip of my tongue did my absolute best at luring the blood back into it and it didn't take me too long to succeed/ felt his fingers digging into my hair as i kept working my mouth on his dick kissing every inch of it until it grew rock hard real big and throbbing again/ and then i mounted him and slipped back onto his rocket softly glistening with my spit and palpably eager to reestablish the connection recently lost - it went in easier this time my insides still moist with his cum so i chose to ignore the pain and took it all in balls deep in one slow heart-piercing stroke drawing a long groan from his chest/ placed his hands on my ass 'cos i know how much he loves holding onto it and reveling in this physical display of ownership as well as to let him help supporting my balance/ heard my own voice quiver while telling him to lie fucking still so he wouldn't ruin the ride on the hot rod i was so very much up to/ he just sniffed in return bit his lip gently tracing the dimples on my lower back with the tips of his fingers - still not sure if he's actually got a thing for those goddamn dimples or just knows they belong to the set of extra hot spots on top of the overall hot spot which is my whole body - just gazed at me like at some faraway scenery didn't even blink in sign of agreement or protest and so i started riding it and rode it like a rocking horse back and forth at a hasteless thorough pace enjoying both the sensation of his cock shifting inside along with my moves and painful impatience showing on his face reflecting the same torture he had previously subjected me to/ and the sight of him struggling with his obvious urge to just return me to the role of a fucktoy force me into whatever pace and position he preferred at the moment do to me as he pleased use me as a simple way to get off and overcoming it to stay put - that time it turned me on so bad i nearly blew my load immediately without anything touching my dick at all - shivered from it, must have squeezed him tighter inside as i felt his fingers sink deeper into my flesh - yet again no force followed/ and all that overwhelming astonishing might of his that was running through me like a strong current and none of it against me all of it for me by me beneath me within me all mine mine mine it made me whimper and yelp as i ceased teasing him and picked up the tempo going into a trot choked on a howl as i sensed the same tireless god rising afresh crawling back into my skull all the way up the spinal column from the base of my back that savage ravenous bloodthirsty thing as inhumane and insatiable as the one within him that thing which fills him with the power of a whole nuclear station that was gnawing at him flaring up all his nerves making him convulse in sync with my convulsions letting him flow inside and merge with me consume me melt my bones smother my cloudy mind and it felt like surfing a tsunami wave like a lightning strike stretched in time caught in slow motion felt divine almighty omnipotent enough to let me predict every possible future drown the world in tragic cataclysms in the blink of an eye if i so desired felt like a reactor core blooming in my ribcage able to fulfill any wish despite the only wish ringing within my empty cracked skull in that moment was a desperate lust for more and more and more until i choke on it the greedy bastard that i am
now Jody is hardly a tough guy deep within since the definition of a tough guy would be way too humane and thank all the possible gods for that/ he's also not exactly a quiet guy no matter how little he may say on a day-to-day basis - still gets hella noisy once driven out of control/ and i can't even imagine how much i myself must have hollered throughout that night - was a little too preoccupied to pay attention to such matters really/ the thing is someone from those nosy vermin around who had probably spent that night with their ears glued up to the walls wondering what sort of fucked-up snuff porn their mutant neighbor had been producing behind the lousy concrete shield of his flat few mere feet away from their drooling curiosity ended up snitching us out to his landlord and complaining on the noise and stuff/ and since laying low doesn't really imply drawing unnecessary public attention through some routine neighbor beef that occasion resulted in him looking for a new place and eventually drove him out for good/ that was the very reason he moved into this black basement hole after all but i can't feel sorry for it no matter how hard i try
& sure it hurt the next day it hurt like hell in all sorts of ways pain throbbing and burning inside like a fresh bruise resonating through all my joints in steady deep hum born somewhere around my navel like after a good proper kick in the stomach it hurt to walk and to sit or stand to eat and talk as well with my throat raw all the way down or to smoke, even, my lips and tongue stinging from bitemarks/ i was sore all over for the whole next week if not more and i cherished every moment of it like one should when it comes to the brightest reminder of a secret sacred place beyond time filled with spicy nuclear nectar that i got to dive into for a few hours and get a good taste of celestial sap charging it