Another porn story XD I swear that's a bit sad. Ah well.

Rob's Revenge

Personally, I thought pulling a prank on Rob so that he'd play his solo a few extra times would be hilarious. And it would appear that we're not, in fact, fucking on a day-to-day basis. I never thought he'd be pissed. But I was so wrong.

[Flashback]

My front door slams and I jump about half a foot in the air, spilling my glass of water everywhere. Three seconds later Rob Bourdon was in my kitchen, panting and sweating and giving me the evil eye. I looked at him in shock, placing my glass on the counter, shaking a little bit. "Umm...Ro--"

"Don't talk." He muttered. I nodded nervously and swallowed. "What you did...was unforgiveable..."

I thought back to everything I've done in the past few days...last night I pulled a prank on Rob so he had to do his drum solo a few extra times. Surely he wouldn't be this upset about it...afterwards he just told me "payback's a bitch".

"I...uh--"

"I said don't talk." He took a step towards me and I cowered into the wall. Rob is a big, strong man that could rip me in half if he so desired. A big, strong, hot man... "You know what you did...and you need to be punished..." He took a step towards me and closed the space between us. My skinny body completely touching his. "And I'm gonna punish you tonight, Brad." He looked me in the eyes and placed his hands on the wall behind me, squatting a bit so our faces were even.

"H-how are you gonna punish me?" I stuttered, not sure where to place my hands.

He didn't answer; instead, he pushed his lips on mine, kissing me forcefully and roughly. I whimpered and grabbed his shirt, bringing him closer to me, my hands sliding down to his hips. Our kiss deepened when he tilted his head; he began to thrust his hips into mine, over and over, building a deliciously slow rhythm. He moaned into my mouth and pulled away, looking into my eyes, looking for something. I gazed back, hoping my eyes were as clouded with lust as my mind was. His breath panted against my lips, his mouth gaping open a bit. I pulled him back to me, sticking my tongue in his mouth, kissing him thoroughly, continuing our rhythm.

"You...pissed me off...so much..." he whispered between kisses.

"What are you gonna do about it?" My heart thudded faster as I anticipated his reply.

Again, he didn't answer, simply spun me around and bent me over, lifting up my shirt as high as possible and pushing down my pants and boxers. I gladly obeyed, grabbing onto the edge of the counter with a death grip, panting and whimpering in a high pitch. He kissed my spine before grabbing onto my hips and licking down to my ass, rimming me in a fast pace. His tongue darted in and out of me and made me feel hot and wrong and oh-so-fucking-good.

Suddenly his tongue disappeared and I heard ruffling noises; I turned my head to see him take off his shoes, pants, and boxers. His dick was huge and beautiful; he lowered it and, without any lube, thrusted inside me fully. I grunted and cried out, tears rolling down my face. I attempted to mumble "stop, stop", but didn't find the breath to voice the words. Instead I reached behind me and grabbed his thigh, squeezing it hard. I turned my head to the side to see what he was doing; his head was lolled back, his mouth open and his eyes closed, his entire body trembling yet staying completely still inside me. I wiped tears from my face, only to find more spring up. I bit my lip and rested my head against the surface of the counter, slowly counting, saying the alphabet, anything to distract me from the pain.

Eventually his hips began to rock in and out of me, slowly. His dick was still in me fully; he didn't pull out, just slid in me a little, letting me get used to the feeling. Something in me stirred and I began to whimper and pant loudly, rocking my hips back softly, begging him to touch me more, fuck me harder.

He held my hips tightly, moving in and out of me rapidly. I cried out and balled my fists, banging them on the cabinet loudly as he fucked me raw. His pace quickened steadily and he began to moan lowly, growling almost.

"Feels....so...uuhhh...good..." he mumbled, running his hands down my sides, around my ass, to my thighs, then they reached around and began stroking my cock slowly.

"Rob...yes...yeeeeeees..." I clutched onto the counter roughly, my knuckles turning white, still bent over and taking it gladly. He bent over me, spread my legs wider, pulled completely out and thrust back in quickly, resuming the quick pace. He moved fast enough that he was grunting slightly under his breath, humping me madly all the while.

I reached around and grabbed his ass, squeezing it roughly. He moaned and quickened his pace on my cock, resting his weight on me so I could feel his breath, hair, and sweaty chest on my back.

"You like this?" he muttered, groaning a bit.

I nodded swiftly, lifting my head and letting it bang on the counter, crying out loudly, whimpering uncontrollably. "Fuck yes...yes..."

Rob moaned and I felt him tremble as he unloaded deep inside me, beginning to move slower. The minute I felt his cum hit my prostate I screamed and came in his hand, dripping all over the cabinet. I panted as he stopped moving. We stayed there for a few minutes, him completely sheathed inside of me.

"Are you still pissed?" I mumbled after a few minutes of silence.

He chuckled. "No...just satisfied."

"Good." I stood up, him still in me, and twisted my body so I could face him, blushing. I kissed him shyly; he returned the kiss and pulled out of me. I turned and backed him into the cabinet on the other side of my kitchen, kissing him deeply. I held onto his thigh and whispered, "get on the counter." He eyed me but lifted himself to sit on the counter. I grinned and kissed his knee, up his inner thigh, to his dick, which was coming back to life. I smiled and deep-throated it, massaging his thigh teasingly. He gasped and bucked into my mouth, and I felt him become harder instantly. I kissed my way up his hip to his stomach, licking and nipping the skin there. I wrapped my fist around his dick and began jerking him off, using his pre-cum as lube. I moved my body into his, seemingly fucking him with my hand. He whimpered lowly as I bit his nipple, sucking on it until I'm sure it was a hickey. I pulled him off the counter to stand up, letting go of his dick and kissing his shoulder tenderly.

His hands removed my shirt and rested on my naked hips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and lifted my leg to wrap around his lower back, hopping to wrap the other around, hoping he'd catch me; he did. He held me in his arms as I lifted myself up, kissed him softly with an open mouth, and lowered myself onto him, cluching the back of his head and his neck. I gasped and hid my face in his neck, beginning to ride him roughly.

"Carry...me...to the living room..." I whispered, making sure to look him in the eyes. He nodded and walked awkwardly with me in his arms; luckily it was only a few yards from where we were. He looked around and I pointed him to my green chair. He swiftly walked over and sat down, sighing as my weight was no longer in his arms. I gripped onto his shoulders and rode him fast and hard, switching between kissing him roughly and resting my head on the back of the chair with my eyes closed.

"Brad..." he whispered against my lips.

"Yes?"

"Tell me what you like..."

I shivered at his words. "Fuck me, take me...mark me, make me bleed...just do it, do it hard and fast..."

He moaned lowly and stood me up, still carrying me in his arms, him still inside me deeply. I rocked up and down in his arms, slowly, teasingly, as he walked me to the guest bedroom, which was on the same floor. He laid me on the bed and wrapped my legs around his neck so that they were almost straight up in the air. He stood on his knees and lifted my hips a bit in the air and began to fuck me hard, so hard that the bed was rocking and squeaking loudly. I moaned and screamed his name, breathing roughly, thrusting back against him with all my strength. I opened my eyes enough to see him staring at me intensely, his mouth open, his hair all messy, his mouth eliciting grunts and moans and cries of my name.

"I-I'm...close..." I mumbled and as soon as he heard it he stopped and pulled out of me, causing me to cry out painfully. "The..fuck?"

He panted and managed, "...new...position..." He then took my hand and pulled me to the edge of the bed, so my legs were off the side. He flipped me over, so that my knees were on the floor and I was resting on the bed. I thrusted my hips back just as he entered me once again, kissing the back of my neck and building a fast pace. His moans and breath in my ear caused me to cry out and I came hard, bucking back each time for him to go deeper. After about half a minute I realized he wasn't cumming.

"What...is going on..?"

He mumbled in my ear, "not...yet...get in my arms..."

Curious, I turned around and wrapped my legs around him, and he stood up and walked me to the wall, pushing me against it, still in my arms. My dick got hard and I began to ride him more, but he was fucking me up and down against the wall harder, causing me to cry out in pain and dig my nails in the back of his neck. As soon as I felt blood he screamed out and sped up his pace. I grinned and ran my fingers up to his head and pulled his hair hard, leaning down to kiss his lips hard enough to bruise, pulling his bottom lip between mine and biting it. He moaned loudly and shook; it wasn't enough. I pulled out and dropped my legs from around him, standing on my own and turning him around. I bent him over like he did earlier so that he was resting his forearms on the bed. I fucked him raw, hard and fast, causing him to scream out in pain and pleasure. He bucked against me as I took his hips in my hand and let my head fall back, focusing on my hips moving and my dick ramming into his ass.

"Yes..." he whispered, and I bent over to jerk him off slowly. Within a few more seconds, he came hard, against his stomach and my hand and the bed, and I came into his ass, both of us screaming out each other's names, still moving within each other. We collapsed on the bed, and I pulled out and laid on my back next to him.

We continued to breath heavily for a few minutes. "I'm sorry I played that prank on you...if I knew it'd lead to this I would've done it five years ago."

He turned to me and smiled.

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