Can't Be Strong

"I'm sorry." John cooed softly, kissing Mike's forehead as he continued massaging Mike's walls.

Mike felt small jolts of pleasure shoot up his spine as John massaged his walls. Mike swallowed and leaned up, kissing John softly. "D-Don't worry about it."

"Are you sure you want to do this? Not trying to toot my own horn but... I'm pretty big. I don't want to hurt you." John frowned.

"John." Mike groaned. "I did not come this far to quit now." Mike told his as he kissed his cheek. The cheek his was not sexual but it was a sweet gesture and if John would let him, he would love him.

John smiled.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you." He kissed Mike's lips and removed his fingers. He alligned his cock with Mike's hole.

Mike took a deep breath and braced himself, he knew this was going to hurt something fierce, he had just seen how large John was.

John quickly shoved ball deep into Mike. He knew it'd hurt worse if he did it slowly.
"Tell me when to move." John whispered.

Mike let out a pained scream, bringing up a fist and biting his knuckles, drawing blood. It had been a while and John was so big.

"Mike I'll stop. Just tell me to." John said, forehead creasing in worry.

Mike shook his head still unable to speak, the burning pain was awful, horrible, almost unbearable.

"Mike, I'm gonna pull out, okay?" John said, getting ready to pull out of Mike's tight heat.

"No," Mike said quickly, pushing back against John no matter how bad it hurt. "I-Im sorry, its been a long time since I have done this and I-Im just tighter than normal so it hurts worse okay, just......bare with me, please." Mike pleaded.

"Mike I can't hurt you like this. I just can't." John shook his head, but paused.

"Its not that bad John, and its not like it matters. You don't know me, you shouldn't care so just...wait."

"But I do care." John whined. "And for the love of god stop doing that." John moaned with a chuckle as Mike kept pushing back against him.

Mike swallowed. "Y-You can move now John." Mike told him, he wasn't sure but he would never live if down if John pulled out now.

John reluctantly pulled out and pushed back in. He wasn't sure if Mike was lying or not but staying still was killing him.

Mike whimpered as John pulled and pushed back into him. His walls constricting as he felt bolts of pain travel through his body.

"Mike, see? I'm hurting you. I don't want to." John frowned.

"It'll get better if you keep going." Mike assured, although he didn't know who he was assuring.

John sighed and reluctantly pumped his hips, getting faster and faster. God, it felt amazing. Mike was so tight. But he knew he was hurting Mike and that he didn't like.

Mike grit his teeth, the pain was getting worse, not better. He refused to tell John to pull out though.

There were no signs of pleasure coming from Mike.
"Mike am I hurting you?" John sighed.

"N-No." Mike whimpered. "Keep going John." Mike ordered, if he couldn't get off atlest John would.

"You're lying." John frowned, but angled himself and stabbed Mike's prostate.