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I turned around and found him jerking his cock and grinning. “You’re fucking hot,” I stated. “How did you . . . where?” I had a dozen questions for him about his obvious skills but realized I didn’t really give a fuck, so I shut up. We were going to have sex and he was the hottest man I’d ever laid eyes on, let alone been naked in a shower with. It certainly wasn’t my place to ask about his experiences or who he’d had them with. Hell, he couldn’t remember anyway.
“Hurry and wash me,” he said, offering me the bar of soap. “I need to come really bad, Bo, and all this washing and stuff is driving me crazy.”
I took the soap and set it back in the small alcove it had been in. “Suck my cock,” I growled. “I’ll wash you after you blow me.” My voice sounded strange. I had the sudden urge to tell him what to do and to be forceful with my approach. I was ashamed for about three seconds until he stepped forward and leaned close to my face.
“Make me,” he whispered.
My cock throbbed and I swear if I looked at it I’d blow instantly.
“Why don’t you make your boy suck your cock, Bo. Isn’t that what you want? Isn’t that what you’ve been thinking about since I showed up here? Do you think I didn’t notice you checking me out the past weeks?”
I was living my goddamned jack-off fantasy and this guy was for real. His small frame brought out desires and needs that I’d shot thousands of loads to while masturbating. In my sessions I envisioned sex with men smaller than me and having total control over them. Now the fantasy stood in the flesh right in front of me. I placed my hands on his shoulders. “Yeah, you’re right, Iwaschecking your cock out if you wanna know the truth. I knew you’d be a good cocksucker the moment I dragged you to my shack,” I snarled. “I saved your life so you could be my sex slave. Now get on your knees,” I hissed, pushing him down.
Once he was on his knees I lifted his chin and made him look up to me, shaking my head menacingly. “Force me,” he whispered. “Make me suck you off, you nasty hunk.”
“Open your mouth, boy,” I growled.
He did as I ordered.
“I own you now. Do you hear me?” I asked. “You will suck me off any time I ask you? Do you understand me?”
“Yes, sir,” he answered.
I was in a state of mind that I had not seen coming. All of the many scenarios and the encounters I’d played in my mind while I beat off could be reality, and this stranger wanted the same thing it appeared.
“I like when you call me sir,” I stated. “Do you hear me, boy?”
I think we’d figured out his name for times like this. I wondered what he was thinking. Were his actions from experience or had we organically found them? I’d fantasized about these scenarios when beating off, but I hadn’t actually done them with Jamie.
“Yes, sir. May I suck your cock now, sir?”
“Open that mouth,” I demanded, holding his ears and guiding him to my dick. I placed the tip of my cock in his mouth. “Just the tip, boy. Worship that shroom head for a bit.”
He swirled his tongue over the tip of my erection and after a minute or so the sensation felt so hot, I began to slowly push further into his mouth. I was going to test his gag reflex. Jamie always complained about the size of my dick and used more hands than mouth. Of course, the blowjobs still felt great but something told me this guy might be up to some throat abuse.
I yanked his head back and made him look up at me. “You like that, boy?”
“Yes, sir,” he said, still fully into the role play. “Very much. Are you going to fuck my ass too?”
Jayzus H. Christ!I barely kept my orgasm at bay. “Would you like that, boy? Do you think you can handle all this?” I asked, grabbing my cock and slapping his face with it.
“I can try,” he answered shyly.
For just a moment I slipped out of my role and felt my heart skip when he said those words. He looked so sweet and innocent on his knees, so willing to do what I wanted. But I quickly told myself to separate that image from the role play. I had nasty desires, why wouldn’t he want the same?
“Not today, boy, but I’ll want to be inside you soon. You better be damn good at sucking cock or I won’t put my meat in your asshole.”
He leaned forward and took every inch of me down his throat. His throat was warm and tight, showing that he could deep throat me and keep my cock there. I forced his face against my pubes to test his limits. There were none.
“That’s it, boy,” I praised. “Take that dick.”
I held the sides of his face and pumped into him faster. My orgasm was building and I was about to cross the line where I wouldn’t be able to stop from releasing down his tight throat. I watched while he held the sides of my legs and took my dick inch after inch, deep throating me and pausing, and then letting me pump into his wet mouth. The visual of him swallowing my entire dick was beyond anything I’d ever experienced sexually. He was stunning when he was naked and on his knees fulfilling my filthy desires. I felt possessive and jealous of any man who may have been here before me. The thought was irrational but I couldn’t help myself.
I slid my hand to the back of his head. “Fuuucckkk,” I moaned. “That feels so good, boy. I’m so fucking close.”
I locked my knees when they trembled and became weaker, concentrating on the vision in front of me. He handled my cock with ease as I buried deep into his throat. I noticed his cock was stiff and the plum head was swollen and purple. Not only was he a gifted cocksucker, he got off on doing it.
“Mmmfff,” he moaned with a mouthful of dick, reaching for his cock and slowly jerking himself. He sped up, sensing that my pulsating dick and retracting balls were close to lift off.
