Less than Lovers, More than Friends

Eating Out

I have to say, whatever we did last night, it sucked the life right out of me. It seemed like it went on forever and ever. In reality, it only lasted a few hours. We actually went to bed fairly early. But apparently the effort we put in was pretty good, because now I am laying here, and I feel like my body is going to break. I can feel the bruising on my ass. That was some good hitting if I do say so myself.

I should be crawling out of bed. I should be going to feed horses. But I can't. I roll to my side. Apparently there is a sensitive spot there too. He grasped my hips so tightly I have hand prints. I'm sure that he isn't laying so comfortably either. I'm sure that he feels the same way that I do. But when I roll over and feel a pain, it reminds me of the pleasure.

Today is Christmas and it's a big day. We always go to my great aunt's house. It's always the same. See, they are a freakshow too. Two of her kids, my second cousins, are total dorks. And her youngest, which is ten years my senior, I don't know what the hell she is. A social freak, i guess you could say. She is super-smart in the book department, but common sense, she may as well forget it. And she always looks like she is in a perpetual moment of surprise. Her eyes freak me out. Her dad looks like Yoda from Star Wars and he mom is very sweet, but naive. But they are all freakish in some way or another.

So that is what I have to look forward to. I get to take Derek to that. But then again, why do I care. I don't care if he sees my family. He just wants pussy. He couldn't care any less about them if he tried. As long as he gets to stick it in, nothing matters. And I feel the same way. It is just the fuck. Maybe that is the problem. This whole Christmas thing is fucking up my sex plans.

"What the hell did you do to me?" I hear the minute I walk out of my room. A smile covers my face.

"Um... Nothing. What's the matter?" I ask as I look up. I can see on his face that I hurt him. I hurt his ass. I hurt his back. And I hurt his cock. So much hurt. But so much more pleasure.

"I am in pain. My whole body fucking hurts. You were too rough." Derek whines as he looks at me. "I need you to look at my ass." He tells me as he bends over and pulls his pants down.

"Whoa there! No... Huh uh... I don't- That goes beyond my call of duty." I tell him as I turn away. I should have given him a good hard smack before my departure.

"What! No.. I need you to look. I'm hurt." He says as he chases me to the bathroom.

"Yeah... I'm hurt too. And so is my bladder. I have to pee." I mutter as I walk in and shut the door. I take my seat on the toilet and moan. It feels so good when you finally get it out. I look up in horror as I see the door open. "What the fuck!" I spit as I look at him.

"Seriously..." He says with a frown. "Look at my ass."

"Seriously... No." I tell him as I wipe and rip my pants up. I am in shock that he came in and saw me in that position. "I was peeing, Derek. You can't watch me pee."

"It's nothing I haven't seen before." He tells me with a laugh as I wash my hands. I looked over my shoulder and scowl at him.

"No. It is something you haven't seen. Not like this. Not in the light. Not with urine coming out. You are a freak!" I spit angrily as I push him out of the way.

"The mouth sees all." He laughs as he follows me. "And my mouth has seen. And it likes." He jokes as we walk. Mark looks up and shakes his head.

"Mark, Derek needs your help. He may have an issue. So... Um... Help him." I say as walk into my room and I slam my door, getting dressed. I stay close. I have to hear what they are going to say. Nothing is funnier than two boys together without a woman around. They are so stupid.