Aces

Chapter 22

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Redhead destroyed my ass, I swear I need to get back on top because bottoming is not working out for me. I mean yes it's super pleasurable and even though I'm complaining the pain is worth it believe but there is just so much a guy ass can take especially when Aces experience his rampage moment for my ass only.

"You okay man?" Ask Cub, purposely hitting my lower back faking not knowing I'm in pain. Giving me an amusing grin that annoys me greatly.

"Little shit" I curse at the little shit man. Who just giggle happily like he was the one fucked in the ass, who experienced nerve shaking, mind blowing, limb numbing, belly cramping pleasure and left with a sore ass. I bet he'd be showing his sore ass off the world..... or not. I don't know.

"It's okay, it'll ware off soon Art" he said truly meaning it and not in a joking manner. I nod appling pressure to my lower back to ease the pain but it seems to only worsen it. "Didn't Aces give you a massage?" I shake my head no and this cause Cub to immediately become serious. "What!!" He screech, face turning red in anger.

"Don't worry about it. He had to leave hurriedly earlier and I couldn't move so I stayed put." I explain amd it did calm him a bit but I could tell he's still thinking about it.

"Well he still could have. I mean, if he knew he had to leave quickly this morning then he should have woken up earlier than that to alleviate the pain he caused!" He throw his hand up really taking this to heart

"It was sudden. His phone waked him and he hurried out" Its really no big deal and he's making a big deal out of it. I mean if he didn't have to hurry and so forth but left or got out of bed without alleviating some of this pain some how then that's where the war would be. Almost his dick would have to find another ass, though I haven't bottomed before him I concluded my ass is top of the line since he keeps coming back for more.

"I guess he's off the hook. Anyways here is some ibrofen, hopefully it works for you" he eye be quickly. His bubbly self coming forth again and I roll my eyes at his childish behavior.

"Grow up so your balls can drop" I told him pressing my lip together to keep me from laughing at his facial expression.

His mouth fell open then snap shut as he finally answers me "My balls have jumped!" he playful glare faking hurt.

"Oh but you don't act like they do" I lean over to seems as if I'm looking to see if they have. I can't see them through his pants but that doesn't stop him from turning away, his cheek getting red along with using his hands to hide what isn't even showing "oooo, I wonder why your are hiding then too." I raise a mocking brow and he scoff turning completely away as I laugh.

"Whatever" I grumble "if you keep going, I'm going to... to.... to feed you" he threatened.

"Ooooooo!!!" I hold my hands up pretending to be scared and affected by his threat "Oh please don't! I'll die please" I change my breathing pattern so it matches my supposed scared state.

He turn around trying to keep a stern face but I know he want to laugh. He point his oily spatula at me narrowing his eyes too "keep it up sore ass, not my fault you can't sit or should I say scared to" I gasp narrowing my own amused.

"Low fucking blow." He giggle, beaming proudly "however my situation just prove that I'm definitely getting the dick and it's available whenever I need without the three Cs. Charge, complaints or consequences. Whereas you little Cub, ain't getting nada, zilch, none" I reply knocking him off his high horse, stick my tongue out.