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When the knocking finally came I jumped in my nervousness. I walked over to the door, slowly as if to hide my nerves from someone watching, knowing he was still on the other side. I trembled slightly, trying to calm myself as I grabbed the door handle, twisted, and opened. I immediately asked the man in and quickly shut the door behind him being sure to secure the deadbolt to insure that no one would catch me in the depraved acts that would soon be taking place.

“How are you doing?” He asked matter-of-factly.

“ I'm okay, thank you,” I said without thought. “How are you?”

“I'm excited, the anticipation has me very horny. Are you horny?”

“Yes sir...” I said after turning my head away while looking at the floor.

“I like that you called me sir,” He said confidently as he moved over towards my couch. He stopped in front of it and turned around to face me again, catching me watching him for a moment before I turned away slightly. I was anxious for whatever was going to happen but unwilling, or unable, to give in to my desires and just let myself take it all in at that point. “You look nervous, but that's okay. Just try to give in to what you want. We both just want to enjoy ourselves after all.”

I nodded nervously at him, this time looking him in the eyes. I was having that sensation that most people know of a lump forming in my throat and my mouth seemed dry. I swallowed thickly and moved my tongue around my mouth quickly to relubricate it.

“You should talk to me,” He said, somewhat quietly as he looked at me and seemed to frown slightly. “Communication will help us have fun. Don't you want to have fun?”

I cleared my throat nearly inaudibly before replying, still slightly trembling, “Y-yes sir, I want to have fun.”

“Alright!” He exclaimed excitedly, but still keeping his volume low. “Well, I need something to call you. I understand that you may like giving up power or even submitting. Is that true?”

I looked at the ground in front of him again as I answered hesitantly, “Yes, I think so...” I felt the need to elaborate though as even I was getting somewhat annoyed by our one sided conversation. Still nervous I followed up, “I-I've never done it before, but it turns me on a-a lot.”

A warm smile crossed his face for a second before he responded, “Okay, would you be comfortable if I called you boy or other humiliating names?”

I grinned, slightly, instinctively and quickly tried to suppress it before I replied, “That would be okay.” For some reason I felt that I was too quick to acquiesce and added, “...I think.”

“Good. And you can continue calling me sir if you like.” He said seeming nonchalant now as he looked around my small house briefly, it consisted of a bedroom, a hallway -entrance door in the middle- that enjoined it with the kitchen which opened up into the living area. I tried to follow his eyes, but was unable to tell what he was thinking. “Would you like to get undressed boy? I think we should get more comfortable.” He suggested as he sat down on the couch that he had been standing in front of and began to remove his shoes.

I hesitantly grabbed my belt buckle and began to undo that slowly and slipped it through the loops. I neatly set it on to the chair in front of my desk next to me. I looked over to him and he was removing his second shoe and then his socks when he looked up at me, “Take your shirt off next.”

I did as he said and lifted my T-shirt over my head as he watched me and sat back on the couch after setting his shoes next to the corner of the couch. He let out a sigh as I turned to the right to set my shirt on the desk chair and stood up taking his shirt off over his head and throwing it on top of his shoes. “Now your jeans. Take those off,” he said as he removed his belt to his growing pile of clothes.

“Good boy,” he said softly as he unbuttoned his pants and watched me set my jeans on to the chair. “Now watch me finish undressing,” he commanded as I turned back towards him now in only my socks and boxer-briefs. He undid his fly and pushed the top of his pants below his hips. He slowly shimmied his pants down his legs without bending over and then stepped out of them one leg at a time. He moved his feet apart slightly and my eyes moved quickly over his body before finding his eyes looking into mine. A chill spread over my body and my left arm moved to my right bicep as my nerves became even more apparent to him. My glance left his for a second before I became curious as to what his reaction was, but I found him still staring at my face. When he caught my glance this time he slowly tilted his head down to his waist and ever so slightly stuck his hips forward. My eyes moved down with his and I found myself staring at the bulge in his boxers along his right leg.

“Come over here with me boy,” He said warmly as he sat back down on the couch and pat the spot on his right. I complied and moved over to the couch, trembling slightly and doing my best to restrain my breathing. As I sat down he placed a firm hand upon the middle of back guiding me down, turning me slightly away from him. The other hand moved in front of me on top of my left leg and held there as his other hand came away from my back and he moved in tight to me and wrapped his arm over my shoulder and rested his hand on my left breast. He begins to massage it slowly, but rough, paying special attention to my nipple, hard from the nervous trembling and being newly exposed. He moved his fingers over it softly and a vibration rushed over me causing my eyes to close briefly and let out a light gasp.

At that moment the realization of my circumstance hits me and a tremble came over me and my body tensed up.

“Its okay boy. Its okay. Just enjoy this and relax,” he said softly behind me as his fingers continued to lightly rub across my nipple as he massaged my chest. His other hand inside the waist band of my underwear and he leaned back somewhat as his moved his hand down spreading his fingers apart and sliding the base of my semi-hard penis in between them and rubbed my lower abdomen up and down including my balls when he got furthest.

“It feels good doesn't it? Its only going to get better boy just relax and let it happen. Let's have some fun,” he whispered as he continued to rub my chest, nipples, and pubis. “You want this. Just remember how much you want this.” He pushed his left leg in alongside me and I could feel his other leg against my buttock before he relaxes again.

“Yes sir,” I let out, still cautious; and another nervous shake rushed over me pleasurably.

“Relax and have fun boy. Tell me you want it,” he requested as he pulled his hand out of my underwear and slid it back in this time with my penis between his thumb and hand wrapped around my testicles. He rubbed them lightly in a circular motion.

“I want it sir. I want it...” I complied, my voice shaky and growing softer as I speak. My erection grows stronger.

“Good boy,” he said with a barely audible chuckle and grabbed my penis stroking it quickly a couple of times as much as he can in my underwear before pulling his hand out and pushing his body away from mine.

“Would you mind if we moved this table to the side?” he asked looking at the glass coffee table in front of the couch.

“No sir,” I replied and we each grabbed a side and moved it against the wall on the left of the couch below the window(the shades shut). Before moving back to the couch he grabbed the towel sitting on the table revealing my few toys lying on it, a 6” penis shaped vibrator, decent sized butt plug, a large 7 inch dildo, as thick as the flare on the plug, with a suction cup, and a bottle of lube.

He laughed before saying “That dildo is huge can you actually take that?”

“Y-yes sir, with some work,” I responded while staring at the floor again ashamed of my toys and kinks.

“We probably won't need those, but better safe than sorry,” he said laughing again as he pulled off his boxers revealing his large semi-hard erection hanging between his legs, bouncing as he stepped out of them. He sat down again on the couch and looked me in the eyes. His eyes moved back to the empty spot on the couch showing me where he wanted me and set the towel over the back of the couch. “What do you think?”

“I-Its big...” I said hesitantly.

He laughed, “Yes it is, but judging by that dildo you should have no problem. Right boy?”

“Yes sir,” I responded letting my guard down some and smiling slightly.

“Good. Play with it. I know you want to, so you should get used to it.”

A lump formed in my throat again as I wasn't sure what to do. I turned towards him as he moved his butt to the edge of the couch and leans back. My hands moved to the large cock that stood up slightly in between his legs and wrapped them around it. I tried to move them up it, but the friction caused by our sweat was too much.

“Spit on it, that'll help,” he suggested, so I gathered up some spit in my mouth and moved my head down towards it; the perspective size growing as I did. My heart began to pound harder, faster in my chest as I got above it. I let the saliva drip from my mouth on to his cock and my hand and began to rub the saliva all over it. I began stroking it slowly, more rubbing than stroking really and paying special attention to the underside. As I did so I was overcome by the reality of the situation. Looking at this stranger's giant cock and playing with it. It was a very new and weird experience, but exhilarating. I was unable to wrap my mind around what was happening and found myself falling, mentally, in between this realization and existing in the moment. It was so much different than playing with myself I found and its size so much bigger. I moved my hands over it, exploring, as it grew more and more in my hands. I started moving my hands up and down wrapping them around it and unwrapping them as I do adding a bit more spit as it dried up.

“Good boy you seem to be getting used to it now, but you should try to concentrate on giving it pleasure now. Think about what feels good to you and do it to my cock,” he instructed me. The power and pleasure in his voice reassured me in a way that I still do not understand. He put a strong hand on my shoulder causing me to jump a little. He let out a chuckle in response and began to rub my left shoulder and neck lightly as I play with his manhood.

With that in mind I applied more spit and started trying to do what I might like. I left one hand to rub the head of his cock and the other stroked the shaft. As I got a pattern working I began to speed up reapplying saliva again and began to ignore everything around me even the man to whom the cock belonged. I was snapped back when he let out a loud groan.

“Alright boy, you're doing well,” he assured me as he lifted off the couch slightly spreading his legs and sitting back down on the very edge of the couch. His hand clenched on to my shoulder and forcefully pushed me away; suggesting that I get off of the couch. “You should get down on the floor and start using your mouth now. You can take it slow. Start on my balls, lick them all over.”

Again I complied and moved in between his legs, his hand released its grip from my shoulder. On the floor I kneeled down over his very hard red and purple cock, something new came over me, maybe a sense of confidence and I notice that I am starting to relax; I smile slightly in response. I spit all over his cock head again and started stroking the length of it with my right hand, pushing it slightly towards his belly and moved my head under it. I had to shorten my stroke and concentrate on the head of his cock as I stick my tongue out and open my mouth. I hesitate slightly as I begin my first contact with his ball sac, but the texture wasn't as unappealing as I expected. I got in tight between his legs; tilted my head to the left, and his wet cock pressed against my face. I imagine it would have been quite the sight. I closed my right eye and pressed his cock head against his stomach and coated his balls individually with my tongue, the base of his cock sticking to my cheek. My tongue wrapped around to the underside of his balls several times and I am reminded to do what feels good and loosen my tongue up as I continued massaging his balls. I moved away to spit on his cock head with the saliva built up from my activities and continue rubbing his cock head with my right hand.

“Now my cock,” he commanded tersely, his hands grabbing a fistful of my hair a few inches above the roots. He didn't pull or guide me, just held on to my hair as I used my thumb to continue holding his cock against his stomach while I licked up his shaft several times before moving my head away as much as his grip allowed and let go of his cock. I watched it bounce and flinched when it hit my chin. I tilted my head and the thought crossed my mind of how amazing his large cock looked below me.

The circumstances still had me feeling nervous and uncomfortable, but I thought that I could do it and instead of taking it too slow I moved my tongue straight down on to the head and licked the underside of it with one slow lick and then covered the bottom softly with my tongue. My mouth opened wide and I moved to cover the head with lips. I moved up and down slightly, but not down much below the head of his cock. The head filled my mouth; my thoughts went to hoping that I would do a good job and fit it all.

“Good boy, do what feels right. Suction helps.”

I sucked in just a little, enough that it was still comfortable and I thought I could still fit his massiveness. I started slowly going up and down on this cock that had my mouth utterly full, but that sense of confidence was still there. I had a sense of pride at being able to fit so much in my mouth and continued trying to fit more and more of its length as I did. Without being told his cock was hitting the back of my mouth, but I had practiced for this more times than I care to count. My gag reflex was not effecting me yet and I kept going; letting his cock into my throat and holding it there for a second. Saliva was pooling in my mouth and I moved up and down several times again before pushing down until my nose was against his skin. I moved back up quicker and tried to allow him in and out of my throat with each up and down stroke. Quickly I got ahead of myself and started to gag forcing my mouth opened wider trying to force air in, but the cock in my mouth was in the way. The spit pooled in my mouth dripping out all over his cock and balls and tears formed in my eyes as the gag spasms stopped. I moved my face all the way off of his cock.

“That is really hot,” he said with heavy breathe. His voice caught me off guard and my eyes met his. He smiled, “A little more, but don't go so quickly. Remember to breathe and get comfortable.”

I caught my breath and then re-situated myself away from the couch slightly. My arms both moved on top of his thighs, resting my palms on them. A tug on my hair pulled my head towards his chest. Understanding what he wanted and my mouth engulfed his cock head again. Softly my tongue against the bottom as I slowly began to bob up and down in short strokes. His cock hit the back of my mouth and I moved back up a couple of inches, so his head was still in my mouth. Repeating this over and over while I kept track of my breathing, noticing that I couldn't inhale when I hit the end of my down stroke. I tried to wait several strokes when there was the least in my mouth. I tried to get used to the simultaneous short breaths while moving my mouth over his engorged cock.

His fist settled firmly on the top of my head, “All the way boy... once and then normal strokes again. Get used to it going in and out of your throat and then do it at your own pace.” I do as he said and after my next breathe I forced him all the way down my throat and stayed down on him long enough to feel my throat stretching forcefully and my nose against his skin before going back to the normal stroke with his cock head just touching the back of my mouth. After the next breathe I do it again and my throat began to relax more and stretch out as I repeatedly allowed his cock down my throat. I still missed my breathing occasionally and gag lightly, but the spit that flowed down his cock from the gagging only seemed to help it slide more easily into my throat.

His hand pulled on my hair again, forcefully taking me off his cock swiftly. As it left my mouth I took a deep breath and blinked my teary eyes. The saliva dripped down my face and on to his cock as I sat up and looked at him.

“You're doing very well boy, but I want you to choke on it a little more. It will feel really good for me,” he said breathing heavily and let go of the mass of hair at the back of my head and with each hand tightly grabbed a clump of hair to either side of my head and moved me back down to his cock. I willingly wrapped my lips back around his cock head and started going up and down with his head hitting the back of my mouth again.

“Get ready, take a breath,” he commanded a second before pulling my hear lightly down. I slowly took him into my throat completely and felt his hands guide me back up. Next he picked up the pace and grabbed firmly on to my head as he forced me all the way down pushing my nose into him and then pulled me back up. Faster he pushed me back down and I regretfully felt my back teeth rub against his big cock. “Relax, breath on the next up stroke slut!”

I took another deep breath as he gave me a second and then forced me back on to him this time his hips moved up in to me as he guided me up and down with his cock head popping in and out of my throat; the saliva spilled out of my mouth as I began gagging strongly on his cock. My hands moved off of his legs and on to the couch on either side of him, u*********sly my hands squeezed the cushions and tried to push away lightly as his cock moved in and out of my throat. He continued fucking my face while I gagged and the tears poured down my face. The spasms in my mouth and throat overwhelmed my emotions until I finally started coughing on his cock. He pulled me off and let go of my head as I caught my breath and wiped away the tears.

“So hot boy.. that felt great,” he said as he let himself relax and his cock throbbed and bounced in between us. “Stand up and take the underwear off now.” He grabbed the towel and wiped the wetness from his testicles and the couch before handing it to me.

I had forgotten that I still had clothes on and stood up as I wiped the tears and saliva from my face. I dropped the towel to the side and noticed my nerves again, but a substantial amount of pride from his compliment and my achievement as I looked at his shimmering cock and appreciated its size. I took my socks and boxer-briefs off catching the waist band slightly on my erect penis.

“Did you like that? Tell me about it, tell me how you felt sucking my cock boy,” he asked, inquisitively at first, but changing his tone more towards a command as he spoke and a smile crept over his face.

“...Yes sir, I do feel a sense of accomplishment. I don't think I got pleasure from it, but I liked giving you pleasure... sir,” I replied, soft and shaking, but growing more confident and finally meeting his gaze as I continued, “There is something erotic about a big cock going in and out of my throat.”

“That's good, your little penis definitely gives you away though,” he reminded me of my penis throbbing and bobbing in front of me. “I am surprised you are so hard just from sucking on a big cock. You must really be enjoying this.”

I felt somewhat humiliated as he spoke that way, acknowledging verbally what I was just doing for him and that I was apparently turned on by it. I just continued to stand there, my penis at attention in front of me, the recent memory relived in my head as my gaze moved from his down to his big cock still shining from my throat juices standing there beautifully.

“Its okay to enjoy it boy. I am glad that you did. We're here to have fun right?” He said again as he sat up at the edge of the couch looking up at me. “I bet it will feel good to admit it too. Tell me you liked it again.”

“I liked sucking your big cock sir. I am happy that I am making you feel good.” I said and hearing myself say so I smiled wide and laughed a little. Another tremble fell over my body and goose bumps covered me as the wave continued for a second.

“See, you are having fun,” he said with a smile and reaching one arm around my waist, turning my body as he did, and putting both hands on my right hip, grabbing flesh with the one, he guided me back on to the couch on his right. He walked over to the table quickly and grabbed the bottle of lube. He sat back down, leaving some space between us and set the lube down next to the couch on his left side.

Excitement came over me then, overwhelming my sense of nervousness as I wondered what was to come next. He squeezed my cock and stroked it several times before scooting back closer to me pushing his body next to me. He squeezed his right hand on to the small of back and guided my butt to the edge of the couch where he let go of my cock and began to rub my pubic area with his hand. He left my penis alone almost completely, only to move it out of the way, and instead focused on rubbing my testicles, the area behind them, and the area around the base of my penis. I leaned back against the couch now and let him explore my crotch while leaning over me. He began to creep his strokes lower and switched to using his right hand while his left pulled my left buttock open exposing my hole to his right hand which he used to rub the opening firmly giving me a warm relaxing feeling in my groin.

“How does that feel boy?” He asked me in a flat tone.

“Wonderful,” I replied as I watched his hand move around my nethers. The excitement I was feeling was amazing, but not like the strong desire to cum that I was used to, everything just felt good, but relaxing as well. He continued circling his finger around my hole slowly and firmly applied pressure. He spit on his fingers once and went back to rubbing my hole for a little while before standing up.

“Join me on the floor?” he asked, but without reply I stood up. “Kneel over my cock facing the other way,” he commanded as he sat down his legs extended in front of him, spread only slightly apart. My instinct was that he was going to have me sit on his cock and I was slightly afraid as I wasn't sure I was ready for its girth, but I was quickly reassured when I got into position and he scooted under me. “Enjoy sucking on my cock some more while I play with your hole boy. Spread your legs over me and stick your ass into the air.”

I immediately spread my legs to lower myself a little and felt my slightly moist hole become exposed to the air. I put my face on his cock quickly and began moistening the head again. He spread his legs and I got on my elbows and forearms in between them and began sucking his cock as if I had done it a million times before. Occasionally I would go all the way down and let him stay in my throat for several seconds before pulling my mouth off of his cock and look at his cock head from above admiringly as my saliva ran from my mouth down his cock. Then going back down with my mouth wide open to catch it before it ran all the way.

He continued rubbing my asshole, now with two fingers, but my mind being elsewhere I barely noticed what he was doing around my backdoor. Until he removed the fingers and began using his tongue in their place pressingly firmly, but not forcefully around my hole. It was a very nice sensation that seemed to compliment his spit coated slimy cock going into my tight throat nicely. It caused me to moan at first, sending the vibration through his cock, but I quickly went back to going swiftly up and down on his big hard cock taking him in and out of my throat more often now. I gagged hard once again as I lost track of my breaths and was forced to take my head off of his cock, the saliva spilled out all over it with a thick trail around my nose and down my chin my hair getting caught in the trail. I recovered quickly that time though and go back to doing my best to deep throat this cock below and inside me.

He replaced his tongue with a finger again, spinning wonderful circles around my anus and I noticed a loud clicking sound before feeling the cold lube hit and run down my crack and asshole catching me by surprise as I took another big breath.

“You're a great cock sucker boy. You seem to be a natural at this,” he congratulated me while catching the lube and rubbing it around my asshole. “Your throat feels amazing. Your little penis is dripping precum on to me too, you should lick that up my boy.”

I took my mouth away from his cock and maneuvered my left arm around him to feel for the precum on my cock and move it to my mouth before settling his cock back into my mouth with steady strokes. I forced him down my throat every three or four strokes with a good rhythm.

A finger slid its way easily into my ass and he began fucking me with it slowly at the same rhythm as my mouth going up and down on his cock. He pulled it out and rubbed two fingers around my asshole again before pushing them both and in all the way to the last knuckle and began rubbing internally towards himself. The pleasure was real when he pushed against prostate, it felt different, but very intense. Quickly his fingers pet my insides for several minutes while the pleasure forced me into a less consistent pattern on his cock, but leaving him in my throat longer several times until I could'nt anymore.

“That's awesome boy. That's the way you should do it. If I give you pleasure you give me more like a good slut,” he said in between his breathing. He began fucking me with his fingers pushing them down into my prostate on the in strokes, and then switched to pulling them all the way out before forcing them swiftly back in all of the way causing me a warm feeling in my groin, and slight tinges of electricity. “Alright, you're ready for the real thing I think. If you want it that is. Would you like me to stick my dick inside of your ass boy?”

I took my mouth off of his dick, swallowed the saliva in my mouth, got up on my hands and gave my consent, “Yes please stick your dick in me sir.”

He slid out from under me his large cock slapping against my penis as he did. Standing behind me he began rubbing his sticky cock over my hole while asking, “Why do you want me to stick it in there boy?”

I didn't know what he wanted me to say this time and replied honestly, “I want you to fuck me sir. I want to feel the pleasure of your big cock moving in and out of me.”

He surprised me by slapping his cock against my hole a couple of times before calling me a “Good boy” and standing up. He moved around to my front and I lifted my head up to watch his dick move in front of my face as he grabbed the towel and some throw pillows off of the couch and threw them all down next to me. He shifted back behind me, but hesitated and moved over to the table first grabbing the large dildo from it and setting it standing up next to my right hand and I watch him disappear behind me again. He placed the pillows thoughtfully on top of each other and then the towel on top of them.

“Lay down on the pillows on your back boy. Ass hanging over them please.” He said and I heard the cracking open of the lube bottle again before I turned over on my back and undulated on to the pillows to my left, less than gracefully. Doing as he instructed I lied down with head on the ground and my ass and crotch sticking in the air with my legs bent and spread eagle in front of me. I watched him put a small amount of lube on his cock and stroke it a few times while he grabbed his pants and fished a pack of condoms from a pocket. He handed one to me and I instinctively opened the package and squeezed the rubber out of it as he knelt over me with his cock standing firmly over my face. An urge came over me to put it back in my mouth, but I did as expected and rolled the condom over his big gleaming cock. He stood back up and moved in between my legs where he knelt and rested on his feet squeezing the bottle of lube between our legs and making a few stroking gestures. He sat up slightly and I felt the cool lube coated cock press against my hole.

“Tell me again boy,” he said while looking me in the face. He rubbed his cock around my hole. I picked up my head in a fairly futile attempt to get a better view of his cock in between my legs only able to see where it joins his body.

“I want you to fuck me sir. Please fuck me,” I begged trembling again and my voice cracked with anxiety. He moved his left hand to my chest and began moving a couple of fingers over my right nipple as he slowly leaned into me and began pushing his big cock into my hole more and more until it starts stretching. A tinge of pain spread outward from my sphincter and I tightened up as I let out a sudden gasp.

“Just relax and let it slide in. You can take it. You're good and loose, just relax and take it,” he urged softly, more intent on my hole and his cock. He held it in that position momentarily before I felt the head pop all the way inside of me and my hole was able to relax slightly on the shaft of his cock. He paused again for a minute and rubbed my balls with his right hand from above, occasionally using his thumb on the area above my anus. His left hand still rubbed my nipple occasionally creating an intense meshing with the sensations from his cock.

The pain faded and he began pushing it in deeper. I only felt the pleasure of his shaft rubbing against my anus and stretching me open. He pushed it down towards my spine several inches before pulling it back until the head was pulling at my hole and pushed in again. He kept making short strokes gradually including more of his cock in to my hole and the experience washed over me as I watched him push his cock in and out of me feeling it simultaneously. The thickness forcing my hole open and the head moving deep into me rubbing against those pleasure spots lightly causing brief, but intense and unrivaled sensations.

“Do you like that boy?” he asked while moving his cock in and out of me methodically.

“Yes sir,” I muttered watching his hips glide as he fucked me; my hard penis framed against his pelvis. I could see a tiny stream of precum drizzling from it on to my belly as it bobbed up and down with the motion of his cock moving in and out of me, sometimes making a thread stretching between them.

He improved his pace to a rhythmic fucking that kept me in a near constant state of pleasure. The head going in as deep as it could. It was a steady sensation similar to a building orgasm radiating from inside of me as his cock pumped in and out. My breaths were inconsistent and unable to be taken or released fully. His hand came off of my chest as he slowed down and stopped leaving most of his cock in me.

“Keep your legs back boy,” he commanded me as he shifted himself away slightly and placed his hands on the floor to either side of me. His cock moved inside of me as he repostioned. He lightly touched my left nipple again rubbing his index finger over it and then pinched it causing me to exhale abruptly. He pinched it hard for a few seconds before releasing it and again lightly rubbing a finger over it. “Do you like it when I play with your nipple like that?”

I nod and then reply with “Yes sir.”

“How does it feel?” He asks.

“umm... It feels electric sir. It seems to heighten the sensation of your cock in me as well.”

“Nice, you should keep playing with them then. Let the pleasure take you. I like to see you enjoying yourself. And hear you too, moan if it helps.”

“I'll try sir,” I replied and he let out a mild laugh in response. He tweaked my nipple with a hard pinch again and then moved his hand back to the floor. I lightly rubbed two fingers over my nipple as he asked and he began pumping his cock slowly in and out of me again.

“Bare your ass down on my cock,” he ordered and I complied. He slowed his thrusts down again and began to slowly push his cock on and moving it around with his hips. “I'm going to try to get it in deeper.”

I could feel it hitting the walls and occasionally hitting a more sensitive spot that gripped on to him. He slid it back out and moved away for a second to apply more lube before sliding it home again and finding that spot. He pushed in further causing a twinge of pain and then pulling back, finding the spot again and pushing past it. He repeated this many times until it became painless and then started being able to thrust all the way without pause. His cock was almost all moving inside of me as he leans over me with a severe and concentrated look on his face.

The sensations he was causing were amazing. His pace was quite fast and driving in deep with each stroke as I relaxed my ass and continued to play with my nipple lightly and watched his hips drive down on me. I could see some of his cock as it went in and out in this position. The pleasure was beginning to get overwhelming, a bit like a building orgasm without the muscle contractions, and constant. It felt great and my breathing became very erratic and closer to gasping for air. He stopped abruptly again and as the immense pleasure subsided I noticed how heavy his breathing was. He moved back on to his feet and pushed his dick in as far is it would go.

“Let's get you on your stomach quick. Sort of doggy style for a bit.” I rolled to my left pulling my legs back to my stomach to try to turn over without letting his dick out of me. As I got on my stomach and moved my legs to a pseudo kneeling postion it finally slipped out with a wet sound and I could feel some air replace it. “Oh you're gaping a bit. Real nice and loose now” he said with a chuckle. He startled me by slapping my ass playful as I re-postitioned.

“You're an amazing fuck. I hope you are having as much fun as I am. We're going to have to do this again.” He scooted close to me and I felt his hard on move in between my ass cheeks and his hips against my ass. His hand moved under me and found my still raging erection and gave it a very hard squeeze. He rubbed it quickly and then wiped off my wetness on my leg and buttocks. “Get lower and arch your back more.”

I complied and spread me legs as wide as I could. My penis was almost touching the carpet.

“That'll work. Play with your nipple or jerk off if you like. Get comfortable,” He suggested. I was on my forearms and shifted me weight to my right, moving my forearm underneath me and began to rub my nipple lightly again. “Good boy, are you having fun yet? Do you enjoy getting your ass fucked like a slut?”

Without hesitation I replied “Yes sir, its amazing. Please fuck me hard again.” He responded without words, but by lubing his big cock up again and pressing it into my hole swiftly shoving it in. He stopped for a second to grabbed my waist and pull me back on to his cock. He started slow, but built the pace up to a rapid motion. My breathing again became labored as the pleasure that his cock was giving me overwhelmed. He pulled me back with each stroke as he drove it all the way in and I pulled back as he pulled out and loosed his grip. As the pace quickened my mouth started to become stuck open as I gasped for air occasionally letting out a squeaking sound. My hole was so stretched open that the sound of his cock thrusts became very wet.

“Do you like my cock boy?” He asked loudly as he continued fucking me hard.

“Yes sir,” I forced out between gasps. His pace slowed for a second as he moved his legs out wide with mine and then leaned over me bringing his arms to the ground near my shoulders. He began fucking me even faster, but with shorter strokes. He lifted my head up with his hand on my neck for a second and then moved that big dildo in front of my face. Before putting his hand back to the ground he grabbed hold of the head of my penis and squeezed it hard forcing a series of loud moans from as his hips forced my now slick penis through his tight fist.

“I'll... cum,” I tried to inform him, but he quickly let go.

“Well that would be unfortunate,” he remarked playfully as his pace slowed down drastically and turned more rhythmic. Moving his hands both between my shoulder blades as he shifted back to kneeling behind me. “Suck on that dildo for a bit. Get it nice and slick. I want to watch you with your holes both filled.”

I did as he said and began working on the head of it. My moaning and groaning now more of a hum as I gradually built saliva on to the flesh-like rubber. The taste was much more distinct to me having recently had the real thing in my mouth and quite unappealing. As I worked down to the shaft I noticed how much thicker it was than his and how it was more difficult to maintain good form with him rocking my body forward and back on to his cock.

He stopped moving for a moment giving me time to concentrate on the dildo and I felt him gather my hair up with his hands. He moved his now one free hand to the small of my back and pulled out so just his head was pulling at my hole again.

“Can you take all of that in your mouth?” He inquired to which I responded with a grunt. “Alright work on that for a second. I want to hear you moan with cock in your throat.”

I began to work up the saliva on the dildo by taking it in to the back of my mouth and then repeating a few times before I put some into my throat and then the next time a little more until it was coated and gliding all the way in easily. He rewarded me by thrusting most of his cock into me once causing me to choke as I tried to gasp. My mouth flooded with saliva as I recovered and began going again. He began to thrust rhythmically in and out of me a moment later and difficulty ensued as I had to re-position it further in front of me. It began to work out but if my mind went back to the pleasure in my nethers with the dildo in my throat I would choke again as I gasped and groaned.

“That's a good boy. That's exactly what I want,” He said and laughed a small laugh as he picked up the pace again maintaining the shorter strokes. I was instinctively breathing heavy now and when the dildo was in my throat I would inevitably choke or hold my breath for dear life. Upon coming up and trying to regain my composure breathing even more heavy and my heart began to speed up. He stopped waiting for me to regain my breathe and would after a short break use his fistful of my hair to push my head down on to it repeating the procedure. After no more than a couple of minutes of this I had lost all thought of what he was doing to my ass and trying my best to catch my breath by slowing it down. After what seemed an eternity, but was probably only a minute or two, he stopped his thrusting and let go of my hair letting it drop on the left side of my head. I lifted my head up and felt him grope under me and grab my penis in another fist.

“Wow, I can't believe you're still hard after that punishment. You sure are something else.” He said sounding sincerely stunned.

“Thank you,” I replied, surprising even myself again, in between gasps for air.

“You should've felt what you were doing to my cock when you began panicking. That was beautiful... so hot,” he added. “Relax and lay down for a bit. I need a breath myself. I am having an amazing time.”

“Thank you,” I said again with a smile as I turned over on to my back and looked at him resting on his feet between my legs, massive cock standing out in between glistening. “I am too. It feels amazing... indescribable. Like an infinite buildup to an orgasm.”

He grinned full faced as if to say 'Of course it does' but instead said, “I really need to cum. You good for a little bit more?”

“Sure,” I said hastily before recognizing my soreness. I faded away for a second as I let myself worry, but he brought me back to by pulling my ass on to a pillow and pushing my legs back to my chest. He put his arms on the ground on his side of my legs and stretched out somewhat over me.

“You should play with one of your nipples. You seem to like that a lot and it will make it better,” He suggested matter-of-factly.

I heeded it though and moved my left hand to my right breast and began lightly circling the nipple with my middle finger. It was sensitive as ever and already heightened my awareness of the tingling in my ass even before his entrance. He popped into me slowly and commented on how loose I was as he started short quick strokes. The heat built up in the lower half of my body within seconds and my mouth went agape as a couple quick squeaks escaped before I restrained myself. He slowed down and began going deeper, almost his full length thrust in and out of me.

He lifted his eyes away from our meeting groins and looked into my squinting eyes, “Relax and enjoy it fully. Let yourself go and it'll be even better.” The concern and the lust in his eyes and face convinced me to try. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. The crook of my legs fell against his arms causing me to jump slightly. “It's okay, relax boy.”

My legs rested against his arms as I tried to obey. I felt my asshole loosen slightly somehow and continued rubbing my nipple in circles and the occasional tweak. The heat and tingling began building again and I closed my eyes to try to concentrate on it better. Building in the space between his cock and mine and spreading over my lower half as electricity fired between it and my nipple. Another squeak escaped me and I let myself breathe heavily and quickly again. His long slow thrusts causing me to emit a gasp each time. The sensation was steady now and I felt it increase momentarily when I tweaked my nipple.

His thrusts ended again with him deep inside me this time. I felt my feet fall to the ground as he moved his arms. I opened my eyes again as he put them around my legs and placed his hands on my thighs and pulled me closer to him driving his cock deeper inside me. He began thrusting again, this time only taking out a couple of inches before driving it back in most of the way. Soon his pace quickened and I closed my eyes again as I let out a long, but broken moan. It seemed to heighten the electricity in me slightly. He was driving his cock quickly back and forth towards my penis now and the tingling spread almost over my entire body. As he continued I gasped and moaned with every breath and they were coming quicker and quicker.

“Mmm yes, I'm getting close. Do you like being fucked by this big cock?”

“Uh.. Ye-es..Uh,” I groaned out. “So...uh... uh... Good.”

“Fuck yeah, take it slut!” He said loudly as he picked up his pace. I felt even more pleasure. It was even too intense. Each time he went in or out I let out a high pitched grunt. It felt as good as I have ever felt; more intense than an orgasm and lasting for minutes as he gradually increased his pace. The only way I can describe it is what velvet must feel like when its rubbed if it had a nervous system. And it was happening from my thighs up to my nipples. My legs were tightening and my toes curled upwards.

“Oh god,” he grunted as his pace slowed suddenly and drastically, but began driving the length of his cock in and out with great force as I felt him shudder against me and inside me. I thought I could even feel a jet of cum shoot through his cock. “Oh god,” he said again his thrusts dissipating to a tease and continuing short strokes until his orgasm subsided. His cock slipped out of me and I opened my eyes to see him fall back on to his feet before moving away from the couch and lying down his chest heaving.

“Jesus, that was an amazing fuck k**.”

“Th-thank you... You're not too bad yourself,” I responded grinning gaily mouth agape, nearly a whisper. Laying naked on the floor in the same room as another man was not something I was used to, but still recalling the immense pleasure I did not even care.

He rolled up on his elbow and rested his head on a fist. I turned my head towards him when I heard him shift and saw him beaded with sweat and his semi-hard cock hang to the floor in front of him. He slipped the condom off and set it on the glass shelf of the entertainment center behind him. An astonished look crossed his face, “How are you so hard right now?”

I looked down and saw my purple penis still bouncing over my stomach as the blood rushed through it. “I don't think I actually ejaculated,” I stated a little ashamed.

“Oh... I guess I never did help you out there. I figured you were in a better position to handle it yourself.”

“Its okay. I didn't want to touch it while you were fucking me. I would've cum too quickly and it wouldn't feel so amazing anymore,” I informed him, again with a bit of shame. “I don't cum without touching it really, but anal is normally better when I don't.”

He scooted closer to me again, “That's a ton of precum,” he said pointing out the gleaming stickiness on my abdomen, and cock. “Spread your legs,” he said and scooted between them again and inserted two fingers inside of me again. I felt him pushing hard up towards my penis and rubbing back and forth causing my penis to stand up straighter and a stream of precum to ooze out of the tip and down the top. He did this for several seconds before commanding with clever grin, “You should lick that up.”

He took his fingers out of my butt and went back to laying perpendicular to me and watched me use one finger to roll up the precum drizzling down my penis. As I moved it to my mouth a long thread of it stretched for nearly a foot before falling on my stomach and I placed it lightly on my tongue. I proceeded to do the same with every drop that was left on my belly before closing my mouth and lifting my tongue to the roof of my mouth for a better taste and swallowed it. I then rubbed my fingers over any wet spots left on me and licked them off one by one and grinned inanely at him.

“Damn... looks like you're getting a taste for the stuff,” He said seemingly surprised. “You can probably get another drop or two if you stroke it hard once.”

I did so squeezing my still rock hard cock with a pins and needles reaction adding to my excitement; putting the fluid directly in my mouth trying to taste the mild salty-sweetness.

There was a pause in the exchange for a couple of minutes while I laid there and he stayed there staring at me.

“Your hair is a real mess between all of the drool and hair pulling.”

“Its okay,” I said to him without concern as I lifted my head again and looked at him. “Would you like a glass of water? I could use one.”

“Yes, thank you... boy.”

I stood up on shaky legs for the first time in more than half an hour and realized how slick my buttocks were. My thighs also very sticky. My hole a bit raw, but more than that empty. Somehow my cock was still sticking straight out in front of me as I moved into the kitchen and opened the cupboard to grab two glasses. I filled them up with water and drank mine down before refilling it and moving back to the living room floor. I sat cross legged in front of him a couple of feet from the couch and handed him his glass before drinking down half of my own.

“Thank you. I see that you're thirsty. Must've lost a lot of fluids sucking so much cock,” He said rising to what seemed like a dominant tone and accenting the 'cock'. He took a couple drinks and set it down on the entertainment center shelf behind him. I didn't have much time to reply before he stood up facing me his cock almost at my eye level and asked, “Can you point me to your bathroom?”

“It's at the end of the hall sir. Next to the bedroom,” I said trying to look him in the face. As he walked away naked I began to realize the situation again and became slightly anxious. I began to wonder what was next. Was he going to leave now? Should I get dressed? As these thoughts began to plague me he returned down the hallway still bare.

“It looks like you missed me boy,” he said with a sly grin and a hard accent on 'boy'. His hand moved to point towards my crotch and I saw that my penis was no longer rock hard, but almost on point the memories came back and his association with my pleasure kept it from continuing its descent. I smiled back at him shyly as he sat down in front of me his legs opening wide and inviting.