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Ian Entry #2 - Kinky Date Number Three - Part 3

With that, London hopped up onto the bed, landing ass down. The bed bounced a couple of times before it settled.

London, grinned at me sadistically.

He then looked at my liberated penis, "Well, Mr. Penis, any neat ideas?"

London put my slightly soft penis up to his ear.

"Oh, wow, Mr. Penis! That's a wonderful idea! Can't believe I didn't think of it myself," London chimed.

"Cute," I said, desperately thinking what he could possibly do next.

London licked his chops, clearly enjoying my predicament.

My eyes fell onto his penis which was now sticking out of his sheath by an inch or so. I shivered, thinking that there was a very good chance London was going to use it. Shortly.

London leaned over and put his black snout right up to my right ear, which twitched at the feeling of it so close.

London paused a second, building suspense, then whispered in a tone that made my whole body quiver, "Have you ever fucked yourself?"

I don't know why, but I laughed at the thought, "No. Of course not."

"Well, there's always a first for everything, isn't there?" London cooed.

"What do you mean?" I asked alarmed.

London's reply was a sadistic grin and him jumping back up onto his feet.

"Fuck myself?" I thought, trying to figure out how that was even possible. I mean I once tried to give myself a blow job. With my back up against a wall, and my feet pressing up against the opposite one, I had attempted to bend myself forward. My tongue was just shy of my average cock. Oh how I wished I was just a few inches bigger.

Suddenly, I realized what London had planned as he walked toward the end of the bed.

"Oh! London!" I said at my realization.

"Yes?" he said, crawling up onto the end of the bed.

"You're not going to put... You're not right?" I murmured.

"No," London replied.

I sighed, but was immediately disappointed as London took my penis and lined it up with my tail hole. Considering my legs were conveniently spread apart, all I could do was clench my hole shut in defense.

"You liar!" I accused.

London snorted, "Like I'd give up on such an opportunity."

I whimpered at the thought of me penetrating myself. Obviously I didn't have a problem with the penetration part. I mean, come on. But the idea of me fucking myself kept weirding me out. Like, that shit ain't natural.

As a last thought, London put my penis up to his mouth. Suddenly, I felt a wet sensation on my disembodied penis as London let some spit drip onto the top.

With no fear of me climaxing, London put my dick into his mouth, spreading the spit over the whole surface area.

I closed my eyes. Although it wasn't really different than a regular blow job, something about the thought that my penis wasn't attached to me anymore made it all the more pleasurable. Not to mention I had no say in the matter. Considering being dominated was one of my fetishes, this whole circumstance was equivalent to being on some trippy drug.

Once he had finished, he lined me penis back up with my anus. Pushing it forward, I jumped at the sensation of my penis tip hitting my ass. The whole feeling was absolutely mental. My brain flipped trying to figure out how both sensations could be happening at the same time.

I moaned as my cock immediately hardened to its full length of just over 5 inches.

Seeing my reaction, London pushed harder. My anus clenched tighter, no longer of my own accord.

I clenched my teeth, my lips curling back slightly.

"Hot," London teased.

"You try having your penis forced into your ass!" I replied sharply.

"Maybe I will later," London replied coolly.

And with that, my anus gave way, my penis plunging an inch into my intestine.

Seeing he had reached penetration, London put some elbow grease into it, and suddenly I felt my penis slide into me fully.

I opened my mouth, letting my tongue loll out. I could feel my eyes roll into the back of my head. The sensation was doubly as pleasurable as normal sex was. Honestly, I don't even know if you could consider this sex at all.

London, his teeth flashing suddenly, pulled my penis out. The sudden absence of a fullness down below was disheartening.

I looked pleadingly at London, passed my denuded lower body. It was actually quite hot, seeing my groin smooth. My balls hung out of sight, so besides the metal ring that rested over my penis root, it looked completely absent of any genital at all.

"Judging from your face, I'd guess you like it after all?" London asked.

"Put it back in," I said quickly.

"Say please," London teased, wagging my penis back and forth. I moaned at the feeling of the wind evaporating the liquid from my penis.

"Please!" I shouted.

"Please, what?"

"Please make me fuck myself!" I said rather oddly.

"Good fox," London said, putting my penis back.

He slid it in much easier this time. Unfortunately, as to be able to pull it out, London could only put my penis in about three quarters of the way. He needed enough room for a knuckle at least.

I didn't mind, knowing if he hit my prostrate, I wouldn't have been able to cum anyway.

London pulled my penis out, but this time pushed it back in, artificially fucking me. He did this for about a minute before I guess he couldn't take it any more.

He removed my penis, and to the surprise of me, used it as a dildo, placing it inside of his ass. I moaned at the new sensation. This was the first time I had actually 'fucked' London, though to him, I assume my penis was no more than just a fancy dildo. I mean, it couldn't cum or thrust. Really all it was good for was for feeling full.

He thrusted it a few times before he stopped, just leaving it there.

Then, grabbing my spreader bar, he somewhat awkwardly moved over to my ass. Lifting my feet into the air which lifted my back up a little, London put his penis up against my ass. He rubbed the tip up against my hole, spreading his pre onto my flesh.

Suddenly, without warning, London pressed very forcefully into me.

"YYYYYAAAAAA!" I yipped, as each of his 8 and a half inches went right into me. After a bit of re-positioning, London began thrusting. I moaned as I was fucked. London placed his left hand onto where my penis should be. This sensation mixed with him fucking me and me 'fucking' him was almost too much.

What was too much was him simultaneously slamming into my prostate and placing his free hand back onto my penis and fucking himself. I reached climax and I suppose because the sensation was so strong, the effect of the anti-climax device malfunctioned, allowing me to paint the inside of London's intestine white with my juice.

This must have been all too much for London, as a look of surprise lit up on his face as my cum entered into his body. He lifted his head back and let out an incredibly cute half moan, half yelp. And with that, his own fluid plastered my insides.

I moaned as my body thrust over and over again even though there was nothing to thrust into. My orgasm continued for at least 25 seconds, longer than I had ever cum before.

London's lasted for a slightly shorter amount of time but was equally voluminous.

After a few seconds of dry thrusting, London let go of my bar, dropping my used rear back onto the Southwest themed blanket.

London remained kneeling for a few seconds before speaking rather timidly, "So. That's what it feels like, huh?"

I grinned at London, "Feels good doesn't it?"

I licked my lips at the thought of London having his tail hole used, especially considering it was by me.

"Kinda'," London admitted slightly.

I made a warm face, "Don't feel ashamed!" I laughed, "You don't have to act all dominant all the time."

In fact, although technically I was still on the bottom, some part of me was screaming in excitement that I had just 'fucked' my more dominant partner. London cringed as my penis got slightly erect again at the thought.

With that, London removed my cock from his ass, closing his eyes as he did so, enjoying the sensation.

Once my well used penis was removed, London placed my penis back onto its base, albeit facing backwards, and then rotated it back to normal.

London pressed the lock button, though no click resounded.

"Uh-oh," London said ominously.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN UH-OH!?" I shouted, becoming instantly alarmed.

"It won't click back on," London said matter-of-factly.

My face grew red in alarm, "You said the chance of it breaking was small!"

"I guess it was bound to happen, you know being so untested and all," London shrugged his shoulders.

He continued as my jaw hung slack, "Besides, your kind of hot without a penis. And besides, now I can use you whenever I want."

As the thought of losing my penis for good rushed through my head, a grin began to spread across London's face.

Suddenly, he burst into laughter, throwing his paws into the air.

"HOW IS THIS FUNNY!?" I shouted, beginning to genuinely get angry.

"You should've seen the look on your FACE!" London shouted, pointing directly at me.

Suddenly, it dawned on me that I had been tricked.

"You bastard!" I shouted, "That's not funny!"

"Yes it is!" London cried back, tears falling from his sapphire eyes.

When London regained control, he put his hand back on my penis.

"But it didn't click," I said, confused on how he had pulled it off.

"I didn't push it all the way down!" London gushed.

With his thumb, he pressed down hard and the beautiful sound of a click resounded in my ears.

London quickly slid the evil device off easily.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I looked at my penis rightfully attached back to its root. Though I must confess, the idea of being less of a man was incredibly hot. Oh well though. The idea of fucking London in the ass was even more delectable.

"You mad?" London asked.

I gave him a face, "Yes. But I'll get over it."

Secretly, I was planning my revenge.