I will wait patiently. :D
Feel better :(
me too. what a cunt
Edvard gazed longingly into the eyes of his reflection, struck by his own handsome face framed beautifully in the long oak mirror. He put both arms on either side of the frame, so there was nowhere for himself to hide. To his surprise however, his reflection didn't flinch at the prospect of being dominated by this great beast. In fact, from his ravenous expression, he seemed to crave Edvard even moreso than he craved him..self?
Anyway, as Edvard leaned in slowly to press his lips against the cold hard glass, his reflection grabbed the side of his ribcage. Edvard drew a sharp breath, and recoiled slightly in pain. His reflection enjoyed this, he pulled Edvard's mouth back to his with his teeth, and licked his lips as he tasted blood. "Mmmm."
This angered Edvard. Why did his romantic interests always seem so amused by his pain? "Be careful," he snarled. "You won't enjoy this when I'm angry." His reflection winked back at him, which sent Edvard into a rage. He would test this theory. Without warning, Edvard put pressure on the foldable area of the mirror, forcing it to snap back. Seeing his usually powerful reflection vulnerable, he could barely control himself. He swirled his tongue around the nipple first, then in a straight thick line from the collarbone to the jaw.
He then pushed the mirror further down, so that the head of the frame was level with his glorious manhood. He looked down at himself and saw raw excitement in his reflection. His reflection appeared to be mentally preparing himself for this beast of a man to enter him.
Ed let out a long, hard moan as he broke through the safety film on the strategically placed glory hole and held the frame in place to take him in his entirety. His reflection seemed unphased, until Ed began enter more forcefully. When Edvard felt himself struggling, it awakened something inside of him, and he went harder, deeper, as his reflection spluttered and choked beneath him.
"You like it, don't you."
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Edvard's cock was harder than it had ever been. In fact, to his reflection it felt about an inch bigger than usual. The look of terror in the reflection's eyes could not be mistaken. It was amusing to Edvard, who also wondered how on earth he was penetrating him from the front? He slowed his pace a little as he pondered whether he should demand himself to turn around so it could seem more realistic. Could he be turned on by that view of himself? A submissive Edvard facing a mirror, but away from himself... gripping it hard as the anticipation of a forceful entry grew in his reflection's mind- waiting to be taken from behind?
This slow pace felt so good that his once fixed and determined gaze, moved quietly back into his mind's eye- then was yanked out of it by a sudden tightness around his ever growing member that was very foreign to him. His renewed focus was met with a surprising, yet pleasing visual of himself from the backside. Instinctually he grabbed onto his hips and pulled himself closer, so he could go as deep as possible. As he did this, the reflection obeyed his commanding thrust and curved himself; spine up and head down. Edvard couldn't help but admire the muscles that bulged around the shoulder blades, and the well defined triceps that visibly grew tighter as he gripped the mirror harder both as himself, and as his reflective self. God, how could he be just as pleasing to himself from behind, as he was from the front! His cock was like a solid brick from the sight. But as he went in even deeper still... feeling that tight, smooth orifice gliding over his member he felt a sharp pain running up the back of him, and a strange heaviness filling up all the space between the clenching cheeks of his perfect ass.
He turned his head swiftly to inspect what was happening only to find he too was being gripped by Edvard from the other side of the mirror, and that Edvard also looked very pleased to be penetrating his virgin asshole. His pulse quickened as he looked back into the mirror and saw the reflection looking back at him from that reflection's reflection, and a wild grin spread evenly across the third reflection's face. He nodded at him with a knowing "that's right, baby", and as he watched helplessly trapped in this human caterpillar, he felt the Edvard behind him lean very close in... close enough for his hot breath to moisten the ear canal and then turn cool. "It's only going to hurt for a little while Eddie and then you'll moan with so much desire for more." Edvard's eyes slanted and his teeth began to grind. A bitter taste flooded the inside of his mouth, and the anger began to build again. Fucking himself was getting a little too complicated for his taste. He knew he would need to show all of these Edvard's who the real sheriff was in mirror world. There was room for only one flesh and blood Edvard, and it wasn't going to be the one riding him from behind like a beastly cowboy from hell!