It was about halfway into the summer before senior year. Evan and I had been very sexually active throughout the year, and into the summer.
Most of the time we would do oral, but from time to time I would let him fuck me in the ass. I enjoyed anal, but not very much. It seemed that the more often I did it the less it hurt, but the less pleasure I felt. The less often, the more pain and more pleasure. If we did it too often, I wouldn’t even be able to get off. I tried to keep it at a fairly regular interval, and it was about time we did it again.
Evan came over right after my parents left for work. The night before I had sent him a picture taken through a mirror of me on all fours. He had a clear shot of my ass, and a finger in my vagina. I sent these to him mostly when I was inviting him over for anal. “Come over here tomorrow to get a piece of this ass” I sent with it.