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Jamieeeeeeee!

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Mrs. Falson?s voice ripped through the early fall morning air.

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Jamie, who had not really slept that night but spent a long time ?pinching his nipples, painting his fingernails and writing in his diary, stumbled into the kitchen where his mother was fighting the coffee maker.

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He wore the same dirty t-shirt he wore last night, his ?classic? pair of jeans and was barefoot.

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?What in the hell is this??

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Mrs. Falson?s cigarette was pointing toward a white, naked mass, sitting in the wet grass, about two hundred feet away from the back porch. Me.

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My ass felt like concrete that had cured and then got wet again.

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Seeing me in the early morning fog, Jamie suddenly woke up.

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He ran back to his bedroom, wiggled his toes in his sneakers, ripped the coverlet off the bed and ran to the back porch, holding the torn and mended family heirloom in his arms.

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The screen door slammed against the wooden frame and paint chips fell on the steps.

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Mrs. Falson had won the battle against the coffee maker and was straining her first of many cups of coffee. She and I never met. I suspected she knew about me but would of course never acknowledge me.

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Jamie was out of breath. He had run the two hundred yards without stopping although he lost one sneaker at one point.

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?What in the fuck are you doing here?? he asked.

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This was not the greeting I had expected.

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My glasses were fogged in the early morning air, my legs more and more felt like I would never be able to get up and I had lost feeling in my naked toes a long time ago.

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? She needs to know, Jamie, she needs to know about me. I mean, about us... And if we never meet, she?ll never know.?

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?And you think this is the right to tell my mother I am being fucked on a regular basis by an overweight man in his mid forties??

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Jamie had a knack for saying it like it is.

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I winced. Things were not going the way I had planned.

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?I thought you would at least appreciate what I am trying to do??

?What, sitting half naked in the grass behind my mother?s house...?

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Are you crazy??

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I lowered my head. He was right. This was not the way to introduce myself to my lover?s mother.? I started crying.

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Jamie went to the nearest tree and peed.

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When he came back, he knelt near me and gently put the coverlet around my shoulders. Jamie was actually capable of affection, you just had to catch him at the right time. He wrapped the blanket all the way around my neck, like a mother does to her child, sat in the wet grass, and hugged me.

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He knew why I was there. He was just upset. Trying to sort things out and trying to find what the next step should be.

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He was both proud and ashamed of me. I was lost, a confused middle-age man in love with a precocious teenager.

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Mrs. Falson was watching from the kitchen window. Black birds crowed in the trees, framing the scene as the perfect autumn morning.

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A few minutes later, Jamie had me up, stumbling in the wet grass, walking in the direction of the car.

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?I am not sure where my keys are? I said, barely able to walk in the cold.

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?We?ll find them. Don?t worry.?

The rusty Volkswagen was parked at the edge of the wood, near the road that separated the two farms. The keys were on the roof.

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I retrieved my clothes from the back seat while Jamie cranked the car and turned the heater fan to full force.

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He no longer was mad at me. He was trying to learn how to deal with me, my enduring love for him and my jackass way of showing it.

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Within minutes, the car was warm enough.

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I climbed in the passenger seat. Jamie got the car back on the gravel and took me home.?

 My beautiful slave...

You are just a sweet heart... I am going to adopt you, brand you and keep you safe and sound in a nice cage in my basement...

Will let you out in the morning for your protein shake, you kneeling between my legs and entertaining my cock and balls while I am sitting for breakfast.

Then I'll take you by the leash and lead you to the bedroom where I am going to whip you with one of my brand new custom whips I just made, just for you sweet heart....

I'll invite my buddy Tom and you will lick and suck his dick while I force a nice, large vibrator attachment in your sweet ass, we'll swap to make it more fun for you and whenever we get you ready, we'll plow you with gusto while the webcam is rolling...

Should put you in a good mood for the rest of the day... Later on, before the heat gets too high, I'll take you to the pool, undress you completely and let you enjoy some fresh air and the sun light.

May tie you up to the steps safety bar and whack your sweet buns with a paddle, just to get some color to your buns. Might invite the neighbor to come over and let you rim his ass while I tie up a rope around your privates, lube you good and take you again, just for the pleasure.

By now you have adjusted to the thickness of my cock and you look forward to servicing your master in all kinds of ways...

I have fallen in love with your ass and can't get enough of it... You love having my cock in you and you can't wait for the next time... We've got ourselves into a nice rhythm of sex, flogging, whipping, chains and CBT, you have developed a fondness for my uncut cock and my brown hole.

I've you trained to be running around naked with just a collar on so I can tie you up to anything like a door knob, a heavy piece of furniture, a bed maybe and use and abuse both of your holes. You are now part of the scenery and when my buddies come over for a beer, you jump at the opportunity to slob on some new cocks and have a few in your ass. You are a proper, polite slave that asks before kneeling down in front of every Dick, Tom or Harry and I am proud of my property because you entertain my friends nicely, with the correct behavior and demeanor, always available, clean, on your fours or kneeling in front of a loaded cock.

You are never satisfied until they cum fast and heavy and you relish the different tastes of their cum. Your sweet package gets hard while you suck on them and I love watching you pleasing my horny buddies. They make it a routine now to come in early in the morning for some action, either force feeding you their cocks or spreading your sweet cheeks for a little love, some on the rough side, some on the sweet side. Your ass takes it all in stride like the cum slut that you are.

We play games with you and blindfold you and make you guess whose cock is this. Of course, sometimes you fail to identify the right owner of the cock you are sucking on and we take turn whacking your ass with various paddles, wooden spoons and belt. One of my favorite pleasures, which you like too, is to gently hit your balls with a long wooden spoon till they are red and swollen and ache so much, you cry but you love it and want more.

I do my best to entertain all of your holes with my own loaded cock or someone else’ s, getting you in and out of your basement cage for some good sex fun… Your favorite is a threesome where you can entertain me and one of my buddies with both holes, knowing you are doing what I want and what pleases me and my friends. You are, everyday, eager  to lick, suck and rim, offering your tight holes to whoever is in the house that morning and bring a satisfied grin to me, your Master and my horny friends.

Some of them are in love with you and get a hard on just looking at you naked. They love to caress your balls and play with your ass and I can see in their eyes that they wish they could steal you away from me… They lust after you. You are so good with your mouth and so easy to fuck, they get addicted to you, want to caress your naked body all the time. You are my pride and I wish all the other slaves I have trained in the past had half the sex appeal and the dedicated behavior you have.

There have been talks of people wanting to buy you, steal you from me but I am not worried. You are addicted to my cock, ass and the way I whip you and you will not accept any substitute. I know how much pain I can inflict on your ass, balls and skin and you appreciate the loving way I beat the crap out of you, for no reasons, for my own pleasure and the voyeurs in my house, for the pleasure of seeing your get a hard on after the first hit. Some of my buddies enjoy giving you a hand job or a blow job to release the pressure in your balls. I enjoy watching them blow you and I take pictures they can have as souvenirs of the event. Your ass is in high demand and I have trained you properly to be a cum slut, taught you how to satisfy, serve, service and worship my friends’ cocks. You always perform well, with a sweet smile on your face and taking pride in doing a good job.

I never get any complaints except some of the guys want to stick around and fuck you all day long. I tell them you are MY slave and for them to get one if they want. I tell them to put their dicks back in their pants and to go home. They sigh, put their dicks back in their pants and go home. You make me proud every time…

Your balls are attracted to the whip and the whip to your balls. I use the long falls whip for your buns and the short falls whip for your balls. They turn red, swell, and look just great hanging under you, waiting for another hit or a stroke of my hand.

I caress your balls, stretch your hole and knead your buns whenever and wherever I feel like it… I put you buck naked on my knees and whack you some more with my bare hand and leave marks on your young ass. For you are my property and you love it. And I love to show you around on your leash, moving from one buddy to another and entertaining as many cocks as you can while they are watching TV, eating pizza and bullshitting. You make me proud of the service you provide and each satisfied buddy usually makes a comment about how good looking you are and what I would take for you. All this is BS of course, nobody in their right mind could take you away from me for they know I love you and beat you and use you exactly like you want it and each hit from the paddle or the whip makes you feel even more at home.

I am taking you next week to the farm, a buddy’s place, a few miles away. This is going to be a cum fest for you and up to forty of so horny guys will be in attendance. I have bought you a new red leather collar, leash and hands and ankles restraints.

I have rubbed suntan lotion all over your sweet young body because you will be fucked and force fed dick in the open, over and over till all the party goers get a chance to taste that tight ass of yours. They enjoy you so much that they leave a tip in the cookie jar or pay me a compliment about how good a fuck you are. That makes me proud and I make sure to pass those compliments onto you so you can blush and feel proud to be my slave.

I have received offers in my email for some local and some distant orgies. A wealthy man from Saudi has sent naughty pix of his cock and is willing to fly both of us to his party to entertain him and his guests. The price tag is very high. But I ask more money because you are worth it and without hesitation, he pays, for he knows his dick is going to be pleased, his ass is going to be nicely rimmed and his nips sucked as he wants it, getting him ready to fuck you with violent strokes. He wants to man the whip but I refuse for you are mine and mine only to whip. So I whip your ass over and over till he is satisfied with your sucking and licking and cums nice and easy in your mouth. The price tag was very high but at the end of the party you have satisfied more than twenty dicks and your holes have brought pleasure to so many people that our host is happy to put another four thousand dollars on top, as a way to show his satisfaction with your service.

Before we go home, I stop at my favorite jeweler and bring you in, bucked naked and collared, to have him measure your neck. He loves to see you and never misses a chance to kneel in front of you and slobber on your sweet dick. I usually take pictures of the action for you and I to look at when we get home. He has taken the measurements and two weeks from now we will be able to stop by again and put onto your neck a new, gold collar, that fits you perfectly. You love it…

You get a hard on when I put it on you and the jeweler gets down on his knees to savor your sweet cock one more time.

When it’s time to pay the bill, he gives me a huge 50% discount, talking about how pleasurable your dick is and how he is in love with you. If I die soon, I will give you to him because I know he will cherish you like I do and probably will be making you gold rings, collars, bracelets, restraints and butt plugs to make you look even more attractive.

I love you naked, no jewelry, just buck naked for you are my prize and pride. I love to have you totally naked around the house and when guests arrive, for I am proud of the way I taught you how to serve and how you obey. You are a fucking work of art, and each inch of your body has been trained to provide sexual satisfaction to me and my buddies.

Nobody ever is going to come up with a price high enough for me to sell you out.

You are mine. I am proud of you and I want to keep you. Splendid in your nakedness, horny and hard in your collar, at the ready to drop to your knees and service my hard cock and tight balls, opening my ass cheeks for a nice rimming session and getting down on your fours for our usual morning fuck.

I don’t fuck you anymore. I make love to your ass and that daily routine make my hard cock and your open cunt a married pair. I love to make love to you and you love to open up for me. It’s a sexual partnership. Your ass was made for my pleasure and my thick cock has trained you to deliver, over and over, orgasm after orgasm.

How could I ever think of selling you…

Sailor slave

Our ship had docked after being out to sea for several weeks. We were all happy for our 3-day pass. A man can get really horny being away from sexual partners for this length of time. Of course I was at that age where I was horny most of the time anyway. I would try to have some private time aboard the ship but it was hard to do. I like to jack off a few times each day or night. It seemed to release stress besides it felt so good. I noticed other men didn't seem to care if others knew they were whacking their cocks but I guess I was a more private person. I have come upon mates masturbating together in the showers and the head, and heard rumors that a 'circle jerks' would take place in various areas of the ship. I had no objection to their activities because I knew it was just a natural sexual thing to do.

I have made several good friends aboard the ship so when we had leave we would go ashore together as a group to find some pussy. This time they said they were going to 'roll some queers' to get some money. They had even suggested to hustle their cocks and get a queer to blow them, get their rocks off and even get paid for it. I guess I was still naive about such matters but that sounded like a more logical thing to do. I had never been blown by a queer but getting my rocks off and getting paid for it sounded like a good deal to me. I didn't know how to manage this but thought I would follow my more experienced buddies to learn how this was done.

"Mike, are you ready to get laid?" one of my buddies yelled at me as we headed down the gangplank to the dock.

"Let's go roll some queers first," another man suggested.

There were 4 of us in our little "gang" that had become close friends. We headed for the nearest bus stop for a trip to the active part of the city. We arrived after about a 15-minute ride and got off near the entertainment section.

"Come on Mike, we will show you how to make some money from that big cock of yours," Jack said and he motioned me to follow him.

I knew I was quite a bit larger than most of the men because when we were taking our showers together they would tease me. They would say they dared not drop the soap around me. They didn't want that monster up their ass. I just smiled with pride and shook it at them in jest. Some of the men would admiringly stare at my cock. I would sometimes have to turn away because I found myself getting aroused from the men watching me. I had to admit I had an unusually big cock and a nice set of balls and now tonight on my shore leave I was going to try to use it to make money.

"Just sit here at the bus stop and a fag would come by and ask if you wanted to take a ride. Then you will hop in the car. The fag will want to 'feel you up' and you will say, 'If you want my cock, you will have to pay for it.' He will drive you to a quiet spot and blow you. The usual price was about $20.00. He will drop you off here again and then you can go have a good time," Jack told me.

Sounded kind of weird to me but I would give it a try. The other men spread out in different section of the area to get picked up. We were to gather back here in about an hour. I felt a little self-conscious setting there like a piece of meat. Good expression, I thought to myself. Well I guess that's what I was exposing, 'My piece of meat.' I wasn't sure if I could do this. Just the though of another man touching my cock was weird to me. I didn't want the other swabbies to think I was chicken so I reluctantly spread my legs to give the fags a better look at my crotch.

I notice the same car pass me two times in the last few minutes. I looked at the driver and thought he was checking me out. What could I do to let him know I was ready for some action? I leaned back on the bench and spread my legs to show off my cock in my tailored whites. I guess it worked because on the 3rd time around the block he pulled up to me, stopped the car, rolled down the window, and spoke to me.

"Hello. Would you like to go for a ride?" he asked.

"Sure," I said as I opened the car door and hopped in the front seat next to him.

I looked back to see if my buddies saw me making contact but Tex was talking with some female on the sidewalk. He didn't see me get in the car. Perhaps this was a mistake. What am I? A male whore? Trying to sell my body just like that female whore? I couldn't back out now because we were pulling away from the curb.

"They call me 'Butch" what is your name?" he said.

I had to smile at the name, "Butch." Although he did look rather straight.

"I am Mike and I'm looking for a good time," I said rather nervously. Might as well get this action going. I thought to myself.

Butch looked at me with a rather surprised look and said, "OK that sounds cool. I have a place near by we can use. It's in an old deserted warehouse. No one's around. Is that OK with you?"

I nodded as he drove down the street. We went into an older section of the city by the waterfront. We drove by several deserted buildings and warehouses until we stopped by a large dark building. We pulled up to some large warehouse doors. Butch got out opened the doors and we drove in. It was quiet and dark except for the car lights. He stopped the car and turned off the motor.

I was getting nervous about this. What if this guy was a psycho of some sort and wanted to cut me up. Oh boy! How do I get out of this one? He opened his door and told me to stand by the car. He walked up to me slowly and placed his hand on my crotch. I was too nervous to get hard but as he rubbed my crotch area my cock started to get hard. Maybe this dude was not so bad after all. He started to open my uniform slowly and reached inside my pants to find my hardening cock. I was beginning to relax now. I had never had a man touch my cock before. He gently pulled my cock out as I started to get hard. He quickly dropped to his knees and started to feel and examine my cock and balls. He placed his lips to he head of my uncircumcised cock head and stuck his tongue under my foreskin. It was an amazing good sensuous feeling. He seemed to enjoy the pre-cum slowly oozing from my cock. He was exploring my balls with his fingers and slid his mouth down to lick them. He was good at this and I was going to enjoy this even if it was a man sucking on me. I closed my eyes to fantasize that it was my girl sucking my cock instead.

I was not aware of anything around me until suddenly someone rushed from the other side of the car and grabbed me.

"What the fuck?" I yelled out.

Butch pulled my pants down my legs causing me to lose my balance. Another man grabbed my other arm as I struggled trying to hit them and get away.

"Let me go you faggots! I'll beat the crap out of you. Let me go," I shouted but by then they had me secure.

They pulled my hands behind my back and placed handcuffs on me shoving me against the car. Another placed some tape to my mouth so I could not yell. I was mad and scared at the same time. What the hell was going on?

"Calm down, Mike. We are not going to hurt you. In fact we are going to give you lots of pleasure, but you must co-operate. Calm down, calm down," Butch assured me.

"Now just follow us to our little game room. Our game room of pleasure."

I was still struggling as I was forced to walk to the end of the warehouse where I was led up a small flight of stairs onto a small platform or stage. They pushed my body to face the wall and proceeded to tie my legs with leather straps forcing my spreading my legs apart. They took off one handcuff and put my arms in leather slings and secured my wrist. I could not get lose. I was under their control. I realized I was spread eagle and strapped to a cross. My shirt top and pants remained on even though my pants had fallen below my knees. My skivvies and

T-shirt still remained and needless to say, my cock was not hard anymore. I was frightened. What is this sick game they were playing with my body? I tried to yell and curse back at my captors but to no avail. I felt someone approach then Butch spoke out to me in a quiet gentle voice.

"Mike. Relax! We are not going to hurt you, believe me," Butch said as he walked behind me.

He started touching my body with his hands and placed his hands on my shorts and pulled them down inspecting my ass rubbing my exposed buttocks. I was not enjoying this at all. Butch took a knife from his side and slowly cut my shorts away from my body. Then he said.

"If you don't want me to mess up your whites you must relax while we take off your pants and top. Do you agree?"

I shook my head yes. Butch motioned for his 2 escorts to remove my leg straps and remove off my shoes and the pants. My shorts had been cut in half and lay at my feet. They turned me around after releasing my wrist from the straps and pulled my jumper over my head. They tied me back up again only this time face out. I was now completely naked.

"My, My. What have we here?" Butch said, as he looked me up and down.

I saw him for the first time. He was dressed in full leather chaps and booths. He had removed his shirt exposing his well-developed chest and body. He was a very handsome man about 35. He had a dark trim beard and penetrating eyes.

A spotlight glared in my eyes making it harder for me to see anything. I felt a presents of more people other than the 3 now on the platform with me. One of the men handed Butch a plastic bottle containing some sort of liquid or oil. Butch come over to me and started to rub the liquid on my shoulders arms, down my hips and down my legs. He took my cock and held it in one hand and my balls in the other while still oiling me down. It was very sensual and I started to get aroused. He took the tape off my mouth and said if I did not yell he would leave it off. I nodded yes.

Here I was; all-naked, strapped to a cross while a strange man was rubbing oil on almost every inch of my body. I was wondering what he had in store for me now that I was completely at his mercy. I began to relax thinking I might enjoy this after all.

Butch stood in front of Mike admiring his handsome masculine body and big uncut cock. The oil treatment caused Mike's body to glisten emphasizing his rippling stomach muscle under the spotlights. He seemed pleased with his new captive. Butch's cock was hanging out of his chaps and was now becoming even more aroused. His cock was as big or even bigger than Mike's. Butch's escorts moved away and into the darkened room as he approached Mike and speaking softly into his ear he said to Mike.

"I am going to give you more pleasure so relax and enjoy." He moved back and popped a leather strap across my body.

I jumped but did not cry out. He hit me again but this time it wrapped around my body and hit my bare ass. Then again and again, each time a bit harder. I bit my lip as he whipped me but the sensation was beginning to somehow arouse me once again. My cock started to get harder. He was very carefully not to hit my cock or balls. I was grateful about that. The sting of the belt stopped. I took a deep breath and felt my body burning with pleasure.

I looked up at Butch as he walked over to me and took my cock in one of his leather clad gloved hands. He started to move it back and forth making causing me to have a full erection. He gradually pulled my foreskin away from my uncircumcised cock and put his mouth over the head and started to suck me in long full throat action. I had never felt such a sensation. I wanted him to take me all the way and make me cum. He got me so hot I was about to have an orgasm. I was reaching the peak as my cock throbbed with pleasure almost ready to shoot my juices, then he stopped. I leaned forward trying to get him to suck me more. My hard cock throbbing in mid air. I pleaded.

"Make me cum. Please."

Butch got back in a standing position and looked into my eyes.

"Repeat after me. Please make me cum, SIR." I responded quickly.

"Please make me cum, SIR. Please SIR!"

He just stood there with a smirk on his face. I was so hot I knew I was going to cum with out him touching me. My body shook as my cock jumped and throbbed. I could not hold out. I desperately want to jack off my cock or have his warm mouth on me once again. I started to cum anyway. My cock released a gushing squirt of juices into the air. I moaned out as my balls released my built up sperm. I was cumming. Butch cupped his hands catching some of my cum as it shot into mid air while the remaining orgasm shot past his hands and onto his arms and chest. It was a wild sensation.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh my god, I'm cumming," I said but he just let it shoot. My body trembled and spasms of pleasure were released from me.

I must have shoot off about 8 or 10 streams of cum until the last oozing cum dripped from the head of my cock and dripped down my shaft, over my balls and to my feet. I lowered my head and took another deep sigh of relief. I had popped my nuts and I felt so much better. Butch still remained close to me as most of my cum was dripping from his body and hands. He rubbed the cum from his sweaty body and placed it to my face. I tried to turn away but he forced it to my lips. I tasted my own cum and his salty body sweat. It wasn't as gross as I thought and I found myself licking my cum from his hands. Then the remainder of the cum he rubbed on my chest and stomach. I remained tied to the cross helpless but relaxed. I assumed he would release me now and let me go.

Butch untied my wrist and legs and told me to set on a wooden stool that was placed in front of me. I was glad to get those straps off and to set. One of his partners brought out 2 long leather straps with a leather clamp and placed them around both ankles then locked them. I could only move a few feet away from the wall. I was tied up like an animal. I was given a bottle of water and left to rest. Butch come up to me and placed a leather mask over my head covered my eyes. I tried to pull it off but was warned that I would be tied up again if I resisted. I stood once again as the stool was removed from underneath me.

"I have told you, Mike, we will not hurt you but only give you pleasure. Now relax."

He came behind me rubbing his hands on my ass again. His finger directed itself towards my ass hole. I tightened my butt cheeks but he slapped my butt and told me once again to relax. He dropped to his knees behind me and started kissing my ass as he ran his tongue up and down the crack of my ass licking the sweat from me. I felt his breathing on my ass hole and then his warm tongue penetrated me. It was a new sensation to me. I was beginning to relax as he started tongue fucking me. I could feel my cock starting to get hard again as I reached for my cock to stroke it. What sensation was I going to have next?

I played with my semi-hard cock, as Butch was tongue fucking my virgin ass. I liked it. He pushed me forward and I rested one hand on my leg bending over to give him more access to my ass hole. He pulled away slightly then I could feel some other object entering my hole. It was not his finger but something larger. I started to reach back to feel what it was but Butch pulled my hand away. I knew it was not his cock but what was it? It felt good at first but Butch pulled it out and then put it back in again. This time I felt it go all the way into my ass hole. I flinched but felt my cock rise to the new sensation. I said to Butch.

"What the hell is that?" Butch stood up and spoke in my ear.

"I just placed a large Butt plug in your ass. It is there for a reason so relax and enjoy."

It felt better now that I was getting use to it. I was aware of more people around me. They began rubbing my chest and massaging me. Some were now licking my chest and tonguing my hard nipples. Someone was sniffing under my armpits and licking away my body sweat. My feet, ankles and toes were being kissed and licked. Hands caressed my butt while others sucked, nibbled and chewed on my nipples. My whole body was being worshipped and loved. I kept jacking on my cock until someone started caressing and kissing it with their hands and mouth while licking and sucking the remaining of pre-cum from my last orgasm. They rotated their tongue under my foreskin while cleaning my cock head. I was in complete ecstasy.

While my body was in complete submission to my body worshipers, I felt another warm body pushing against my cock. My cock worshiper had moved away from my piss slot and he was guiding my cock to a new sensation. I reached out to feel who or what it was. It was the crack of a firm body butt pressing against my cock.

I held on to the body hips as my cock worshiper started to guide my cock into their warm ass hole. It was a strain for them to receive my 11-inch cock. I knew it was hurting them but I was so hot that I did not care. I knew I had to help if I was going to get it in this warm love canal. They sighed out with pain as the head of my cock started to enter. I kept moving in as they were trying to receive my 11-inch cock, then it popped all the way in. I felt the person trying to pull away from my penetrating hard cock but I held onto their hips until they relaxed and let out a slight moan of pleasure.

The ass had received my shaft. I had never fucked an ass before. This felt better than any pussy I had ever fucked. It was warm and tight. The sensation was fantastic. My body trembled for a moment as I enjoyed this new and wonderful experience of body pleasure. I paused to let my penetrating cock get use to its new surroundings. I did not want to cum too quickly and I wanted to let my receiver get use to my love shaft. I let his ass hole relax then I started to move in and out of this warm ass. It was so tight and the grip was so pleasing to my cock.

I began to fuck the ass while my nipples were being chewed upon. The body sweat from my hairy armpits was once again being savored while my cock worshiper was now underneath my balls licking away. The butt plug in my ass was making my prostate swell and I knew my body functions were about to release its spunk into the tight warm ass. I wanted to hold back my orgasm and continue to enjoy this new experience. I held on to his hips while my 11 inches of manhood filled every crevice of his ass. I scents the man was going into spasms of enjoyment as I hit his prostate. I wanted to give him a good fucking. I would pull my cock almost all the way out and then shove it all the way in. I knew his ass I was beginning to enjoy it too as we worked together in a final and beautiful animal orgasmic crescendo. I could not hold out much longer so I decided to empty my load.

I pulled on his hips and shoved in deep and hard. My balls were now hitting his butt cheeks with loud popping sounds. My ball licker was going wild on my balls as the love juices were oozing from his ass were dripping from my cock and into his mouth. My armpits were dripping with sweat and my nipples were still being sucked on. I could only think of shooting my load into this tight warm pussy ass. I could feel the butt plug tighten in my ass as it hit my prostate. That did it. My cocks started to shoot load after load, and gush after gush of cum into the ass hole. I could feel the muscles of the ass tighten around my cock, as if to milk it down. Trying to suck in every drop of my love juices deep into the warmth of his receptive body.

"Ah fuck, I' m cumming," I shouted out.

This triggered the others. I knew the 2 on each side of me were jacking off as I could feel their cocks against me. I could hear their heavy breathing and their sudden tonguing of my nipples. I could still feel the ball licker underneath my balls licking and sucking on my nuts and drinking in the juices of the ass. I shot my load as I yelled out again. I could feel cum shooting from the 2 next to me. Cum was running down the back of the penetrated ass down to the butt crack mingling with my cum now oozing out of the ass hole. My nuts were being licked as the cum came out of the ass hole and down into his mouth. To really set things off as I was cumming Butch pulled the butt plug out of my ass causing me to gasp with delight. I thought I would pass out with pleasure.

I stood there with sweat running down my face from under the mask. Several of the body worshipers was now licking the sweat and cum from my body. I just relaxed and let them clean me with their tongues. I felt the ass pull away from my cock. My cock was dripping with cum but someone started licking all the cum from my cock and balls. Cleaning even the underneath side of my foreskin. Then when everyone seemed satisfied a warm moist towel was rubbing all over my body. Butch unsnapped my leather mask and pulled it off my head. I could feel the cool rush of air hit my face as Butch wiped my face and forehead and dried my hair with the towel. He looked at me with a grin on his face.

"See, now that didn't hurt too much, did it?"

[Disclaimer. This is not my work. But I like it a lot and thought you might enjoy it too...]

Nothing more attractive than twinks.

?

He.?

He still comes out and haunts my dreams. My homoerotic dreams.?

With his eyes, his lips, his looks of adoration and his fair skin.?

He and I meet often. He is a product of my imagination but he is as real as the bitch I fuck on a regular basis.?

Our ?relationship? is based on needs. Reciprocal needs. I need his attention to my cock. He needs my financial support and emotional umbrella.?

I need his ever presence in the shower, the bedroom, on the living room sofa and the carpeted floor.?

He needs my constant refurbishing of his checking and savings account, a long stream of gifts and favors, a long lasting emotional bond that has nothing to do with sex.?

He is ... Barely ... I can't tell. I don't know.

Which makes him even more attractive. Nothing more attractive than not knowing. The guilt...?

It is not sin.?

I am divorced and have a long heterosexual past. But this young man with his extraordinary body and his talent for servicing adults has introduced into my life, my sexual interests and my escapism a long-lasting presence.?

I want him to be affectionate. So he is.?

I want him to be vulnerable. So he is.?

I want him physically perfect, sometimes awkward. So he is.?

I want him. No I need him constantly there. So he is.?

Our first encounter was at the intersection of 17^th street and main. A known hang out for young male prostitutes.?

I was driving through downtown and decided to check out the meat rack on that fateful Thursday.?

The scene was there. Implanted by habit, custom, by the mores of the town, the history of men and young prostitutes.?

He was not alone. But he stood out.?

All the other pros were baring their chest. Some were barefoot. They strutted to the curb in small, intimate steps, checking you out, pursing their lips or frowning if they did not like the look of you.

?

He stood, leaning against the wall, about twenty feet away from the curb, looking around, taking the whole scene in, with tentative glances shot left and right. Not belonging but belonging. Not being there but watching. Not a pro but not a na? participant either.

What attracted me to him was subtle. He wore a light blue shirt, a pair of jeans and tennis shoes. He was not painted, tainted by the professionalism of the part. There were no loose chains around his necks, gaudy rings on his fingers or exposed belly buttons. His attempt at success was not based on looks, but attitude. He would come to the curb if you called in out with a motion of the hand? He would put his hands on the car door and look at you intently. But however distraught, broke and in survival mode he may have been, he did play the part of a boy accustomed of being wanted by older men, in search of himself but not willing to give everything away for free, frightened but unwilling to show it.?

I saw his fear and his fear became part of my attraction to him.?

I saw his hesitancy at getting into someone?s car and his constant turning of the head, checking out the presence of cops or other witnesses to his downfall. He was a lost boy.?

I stopped by the curb and even before I could motion him over, a long time pro was at my car door, exposing his navel, swinging his hips and slamming his bejeweled hands onto the door frame. There was the chewing gum, the numbers, the sort of things he would do and the things he would not do, the associated costs and the invitation thrown onto you with a zipper all the way down, showing read silk under-ware through the slit of the blue jeans. The pro was a pro and showed it in every motion, movement of the lips or downcast of the eyes.?

?Not you, him. Not you. Go away!? I shouted.?

The pro turned around and watched, as I did, the detached walk of the other boy, younger, more unsure, more tentative towards my car.

And now we were. The pro turned around, spit on the sidewalk and moved away.?

So now we were alone in this public place where everyone could watch our interaction, our body language and bet on the outcome.?

I knew I would be hearing about prices and services and did not want to get there. So preemptively, I asked:
?Have you had lunch yet???

The young man was caught by surprise. His standard, rehearsed spiel was suddenly of no use. He looked at me, taking in the car, the jewelry, the body, the clothing and was puzzled.?

?No, not yet?
?Come on, I?ll buy you lunch???

He hesitated, looked me over one more time, then sighed and grabbed the door handle.?

My life from that moment would make a turn. Right turn. Wrong turn. Never the less a dramatic turn.?

?What are in you in the mood for???

?I don?t care, really I don?t care. No fast food though.?

Was spread out on the bed.

Black hood.

Leather restraints on wrists and ankles.

Red silk undies that barely covered his balls.

Took the knife and slashed them off.

Got to see that nice again that tight hole I liked so much.

Sweet thing.

Had to be barely 20.

Wanted to learn what a Sub was.

Was happy to show him.

Got him showered.

New underwear.

Nicely defining his cock and balls.

Got him a little bit drunk.

He kind of liked it.

Got him on his knees on the red carpet.

Eager lips.

Eager mind.

Ready to suck.

Ready for anything for he felt safe.

Got a wide leather collar around that cute neck of his.

4 foot medium duty chrome-plated chain.

Walked him around the room.

The blindfold made it difficult for him not to bump into the furniture.

Smacked him hard on the ass every time he complained.

Got him back to the”stay” position.

Teased his face with my cock.

Let him feel, smell, taste it without fucking his face.

Let him discover what he really wanted and needed.

Put my bare foot on his neck and pushed his head to the floor.

And spanked his cute ass with a paddle.

Real hard.

I know he loved it although he cried.

 slave first needs to learn to shut up!

 slave needs to learn to wait for his Master’s pleasure.

 slave needs to learn never to be demanding, whining or asking for anything.

 slave should be happy to be in his Master’s hands and shut up until asked to speak.

 slave is in need of serious spanking [which will be the first order of business once home] to remind him he is just a boy toy, a cum slut and a whore.

slave needs to be reminded of his position.

Once home,  slave will stand on the carpet and slowly, very slowly, for it pleases his Master, will remove his clothes and stand there, down to his cute panties.

He will then turn around and put on the blindfold and stand at attention.

He will slowly pull down the panties down his ass, showing half of his crack.

slave may feel his Master’s hands checking his meat like a horse trader checks a potential new purchase.

One hand on your cock and balls, one hand in your crack.

slave will turn around one more time and kneel on the carpet.

At Master’s verbal command,  slave will crawl towards Master’s voice.

Then put this head down to the floor.

Any mistake in the  slave’s performance will result in spanking.

Master will place his foot on slave’s neck, applying some pressure and forcing Cunt Boy to obedience and submission.

slave will be grateful for the opportunity to serve.

 slave will feel his Master’s hand pulling down the panties and expose his fuckhole.

His cunt will be checked for firmness and tightness.

At his Master’s command  slave will crawl towards Master’s feet and kiss each one three times, in turn.

Then he will kiss and lick his way up his Master’s leg, toward his Master’s cock, slowly and sensually, like the little slut he is.

Any mistake in the  slave’s performance will result in additional spanking.

slave will burry his face in his Master’s crotch, inhale, savor the moment and stay until ordered to move.

Expecting, anticipating the coming pleasure of placing his Master’s engorged cock in his filthy mouth.

slave will bring his head down to the floor again and wait for orders.

slave will repeat the routine until he finds his Master’s cock and ball and ass are fully exposed, ready for his licking, sucking and rimming duties.

slave dutifully will work hard at pleasing this Master, minding the fact his Master is uncut and therefore very sensitive. Any harsh treatment of the Master’s meaty cock will result in additional spanking.

slave will bring his head down and savor the opportunity he has to service such a large, thick cock and heavy balls.

slave will one more time climb the Master’s leg, slowly, kissing, worshipping and licking as told,

He will arrive to his Master’s royal ass and will start the ritual of ass worship, starting by tracing his Master’s crack with his tongue, kissing this Master’s cheeks, asking his Master if he can open up his ass and be given the pleasure to rim his Master’s ass with passion, an active tongue and eager lips.

Rimming will be performed forcefully, will full penetration of the tongue in his Master’s ass. Rimming will be performed slowly and with reverence. Rimming will last however long Master requires.

slave will kneel back down.

Phase two:

 He will get up and grab the edge of the counter top.

 He will lose the panties and let his cock and balls dangle freely, exposed to grabbing, groping, pinching, squeezing if his Master so desires.

 He will bend over and spread his legs wide open, offering his tight buns to the paddle.

Or his Master’s hand, depending on his Master’s wish.

 The spanking will increase in intensity until Cum Boy…..

[to be continued…]

You’ll come in and quietly drop off your clothes,

Folding them neatly on the back of the chair.

I will stand at the edge of the carpet, barefoot,

Feet slightly apart,

An invitation to lust.

The long-awaited man-on-man pleasure.

My mind has already shut off the rest of the world,

Anticipating, reveling in the forthcoming pleasure…

You will kneel on the carpet and burry your face in my crotch.

Eyes closed, you will inhale my scent,

The sweet, heady mixture of soapy water,

Sweat, hard cock and stretched leathery skin.

After a few strokes and rubs,

The very light scent of pre-cum will seep through the fabric,

Your and my first reward for the evening,

It will excite you, push you on,   

Making you rub your face with abandon into the grey cotton,

Nibbling the shaft through the cloth,

Making me harder, thicker, heavier.

Making my head come out of its hood,

Expand into all it’s organic glory.

How can one doubt the existing of a God

When the creator, mischievous child,

Designed both my shaft and your lips for our respective pleasure ?

Making my balls ache, my nipples hard,

You will slowly pull down the sweatpants

Discovering a second cotton layer

For you to tear at, conquer, enjoy.

Stretching the act of seduction into time.

Nibbling, caressing, gently pinching and cupping my balls, groping,

You will continue to seduce cock and balls,

Looking forward to your reward.

Unable to control your own urge,

You will pull down my cotton briefs,

Already stretched by a glorious hard-on,

And you will let out the meaty shaft into the ambient light.

A red, soothing light reflecting the sweet pre-cum,

Egg white on the shaft,

Surrounding the expectant slit.

My cock is heavier now, from all your caresses,

It is wonderfully erect, looking for a juiced-up mouth.

Lifting it, you will slide down to address my balls,

Dollops of ice cream, Tutti Frutti without a cherry,

Licking each one with the same reverence,

Sliding your tongue from their underbelly

To the dense bush that surrounds my shaft.

Your lips wrapped around the lathery sacks

You will savor my essence,

The musky scent of balls and cock,

Making me moan with pleasure,

There, naked, on your knees,

You will give me the pleasure I crave and demand,

The pleasure you are so eager to give.

Slowly leading you into the sacred dance of men,

Cock and mouth, balls and tongue tip, shaft and lips,

Looking for the ultimate release,

I will push your head closer,

Sliding the shaft deeper and deeper,

Until it meets its perfect resting place,

A warm, gentle, virgin throat.

I will rest there for a while, savoring the sensation,

The temptation to gag you, I will reject,

The pleasure of being, I will enjoy.

I will rest there,

Cradled by the lips of a brilliant, creative man,

Who, naked, knows how to put aside

Poetry and clever writing,

Philosophy and foreign movies

To concentrate on this regular exchange of flesh,

The long established ritual of man on man pleasures

That feeds him.

I will moan and grunt,

Looking forward to the uncontrolled squirting,

The ecstatic pleasure of abandon.

In and out of your mouth,

In and out of your man cunt. 

I think it’s the red light in the room and the way it outlines you body on my bed.

You are so fucking hot!

And what makes it even more enjoyable is that you don’t have a fat head about it.

I like making you blush.

U r so fu&^%$ hot!

Sexy as you are, if you were 200lbs strong and 6.3”, you would not be in my bed…

Well, you might be in my bed but you would not make me as hard as YOU do…

But having you in my home, naked, cute, horny, lovely, shapely, a sculpture of a man,  that little blue towel around your waist, is definitely a turn on.

Gets me hard.

I can rub my thumb on my foreskin and feel the precum…

You got me hard since I received your last email telling me that you were coming. Still hard thinking about it becoming a reality…

YOU are SO fucking HOT…

So I have to tell you that. It’s not going to change anything between us. I am extremely happy to have you here.

I am also amazingly happy to be me, and after so many years, to accept, no enjoy, no relish my sexuality and who I am NOW.

I know you can relate… It’s a long trip with some crazy stuff, dead ends and surprises along the way.

But if it ends, as it has, with your gorgeous body, wrapped in a Florida blue towel, walking barefoot in my bedroom, it is all very, very much worth it.

Hot, fucking hot…

Would I love to make love to you.

You bet.

I want it badly with you.

And I feel confident it probably will happen.

Whenever we are both ready.

You are SOOOOOOO fucking hot!!!!!!!!!!!

When I am alone and need release, all I have to do is think about you, naked, your cute little feet at the edge of the bed, your gorgeous ass in the air, those adorable tight buns exposed, vulnerable, small peach for me to bite into.

I spread, rub, caress, caress again, your buns, playing with your crack, one finger, then maybe two, teasing your bud, running my fingers in circle around it, arousing it, and getting you even harder.

Then I will place my meaty cock on your cheeks. And let it rest there, where it belongs and feel sooooo good. Let it rest on your small, cute ass for you to enjoy.

I will slide it down your crack to give your buns a taste of what is coming next.

Slide and stop. Slide and stop. All the way down. I will pick it up, heavier now that it is hard, and run it down your crack again, giving myself the thrill of anticipation.

I’ll grab your cheeks and spread them apart, massaging them, pinching them making them mine, lubricating you to make you more open to my cock.

Finger loving your ass will be next. Long, slow insertion of my middle finger in your tight, Oh so tight,ass.

Long and slow, rhythmically loving you till you can’t stand it anymore.

Long and slow, like the way we kiss…

I may grab your balls or your cock why I do that.

Then maybe insert a nicely sized dildo and make love to your ass, now more tender, more flexible, more lubricated, more available.

The anticipation makes your balls hurt.

And your head will worry about pain, the size of my cock, the need for you to completely relax and give your ass to me…

And your head will worry about relinquishing control and how I will be acting once I am inside of you.

And although you already know, your head will still worry.

I won’t worry about anything except making sure you are having a great, hot, long ride. Now that I am slowly seducing your ass with my cock, making love to it, ½ inch by ½ inch getting into you, adorable, sexy you.

Slowly, lovingly, with anticipated pauses along the way, letting you adjust, accept and finally enjoy the head then the long rock hard shaft.

Your balls will be aching.

After a long time, my cock will be slowly get closer and closer to the second gate, opening you, stretching you more and more, till I am in.

Fully in.

Then the sacred dance of intimacy will begin, with its rhythms, its pauses, its sighs and heavy breathing, bringing our bodies to fit, sway in unison.

Your head, on the sideline, will be watching.. Your ass will reach the stage of pure pleasure.

You will submit to pleasure and finally give in.

Making you fully mine.

Here is a teaser script…

[Was used successfully with a sub who has since moved away.]

When you get here, you take off your shoes and put on the blindfold that’s hanging on the door.

You make sure it fits firm and snug, adjusting the band if needed. You are NOT to look at me.

You knock. When I open the door, you step up and enter.

I’ll take your hand and lead you to the bedroom where, still blindfolded, you slowly take off your clothes.    

All you are wearing now are panties or tight undies that are too small for you and outline your cock and balls and show off your ass...

I place a collar on your neck and hook you up to a chain. 

I pull on the chain and get you down on your knees, head to the floor.

I put my boot on your neck and you verbally submit to me, pledging to relinquish mind and body control to me. You submit. You obey.

I make you kiss my boots, undo the laces and take them off. I make you kiss my feet, one, twice, three times.

Slowly climb my leg, kissing and licking till your reach my crotch…

You nibble at my cock through the fabric of my underwear, teasing my balls.

Head down back to the floor.

Climbing my leg a second time. Maybe three times. The third time is a charm and you get to suck on your my cock, teasing the plump head, enjoying the foreskin, doing what you know how to do best, pleasing your Master.  

You hear the flash go off. I now have a great shot of you, mouth full, lips wrapped around my shaft, tongue in my slit...

You work hard at it, wanting to be the best sex slave I ever had, wondering if you are doing a good job...

You show off your oral skills, hoping you'll get another chance at sucking my cock... 

Then you paint my balls with your tongue, sticking it between my balls and my thigh, finding new territories for pleasure..
……

I bring you up and walk you to the bath tub. You step in and you kneel [the best position for a sub], waiting for me to let you drink from the tap...

You open your mouth... The taste of warm beer is bitter sweet, you can't get enough of it...

I let you enjoy the drink then I turn you around, push your head down and shoot a nice, solid spray aimed at your ass... you almost cum. I leave you there, kneeling, enjoying the smell, the warm feel on your skin, the stickiness... waiting for my next verbal command. 

Flash. And the now comfortable sound of the digital camera...

I pull you up, bring you under the warm water spout and soap you up, rinse you up, caressing every part of your body, poking here and there, playing with my favorite toy…

I towel you, caressing your sweet ass, playing with your cock and balls, releasing the rope, letting you enjoy a few minutes of freedom.

I bring you back to the bedroom. I sit on the bed, bend you over my knees and tie up your hands behind your back. Rope, chains, locks, restraints, Velcro maybe.  I spank your cute ass with my hand, a belt, a wooden spoon, a paddle maybe, spanking you smart and sharp till your buns are asking for mercy. You get the good, smart spanking you need.

Flash. And the now comfortable sound of the digital camera...

You are mine.

……

A little crack teasing, hole lubing and poking, some finger fucking, teasing your prostate, testing how tight you are. 

Then some long, sensual dildo work… stretching your hole till you are ready for a good fuck...

Your ass is on fire and I take delight in teasing your hole by sliding my cock in and out, long strokes, short strokes, keeping you on edge... You are giving yourself to me for your duty is to please, to obey and to belong to me.

You are happy to be my sex slave, you are happy to be there because this is where you belong.

You savor it like the virgin that you are. 

_____________

I pull off my sun glasses and baseball cap and drop them on the table, next to my keys.

I open the mini fridge and slide the six pack onto the bottom shelf. The door makes a little snap noise when it closes. A small, strange sound in the otherwise quiet room.

 I slip my shoes off, pull my T-shirt over my head and drop my tennis shorts.

I sit on the edge of the bed, looking at the dark hair on your chest, your nipples and those intense dark eyes that have been following my every move since I came into the room. The blinds are drawn, the AC is humming, making the temperature in the room just about perfect. I could use a beer now but I want to wait.

Some porn flickers on the screen. The sound is off. Two guys are going at it on a bed, one eating the other guy’s ass, softening his bud with his tongue, getting him ready for a long beefy rod insertion. The first guy’s cock is dangling, his ass is on fire, his balls are hurting, he can’t wait. They are both young and good looking, beefy, very straight but making a living as gay porn stars. It’s a job. If we could hear the music we would get some sort of disco beat, the base a little bit loud. It’s not you, it’s not me, it’s not real. It’s just porn.

 Sitting on the edge of the bed, my naked feet squarely planted on the carpet. Without a word, you do what you do naturally, you move in front of me, get down on your knees between my legs and grab my cock.

 I let go and lay back on the bed, wishing there were a mirror on the wall so I could see your ass, your thighs, your feet. There is none so I just see you in my head.

 All the tension I have been keeping inside of me for the last two weeks starts releasing. I know by the way you move your head, the pressure of your fingers around the shaft and the touch of your tongue that I am in good hands. You know what you are doing. You are a natural. You crave cock as I crave lips. You and I have been waiting for days for this to happen and it is finally happening.

 The tip of your tongue now defines my cock, like the chisel of a sculptor, outlining the head, the crown, the shaft. Sliding under the head, teasing one of the hot points of pleasure. Your tongue and my cock are getting into the ritual of man to man pleasures.

My toes are making those little click sounds they make when they curl.  Bringing my fingers to my chest, I start rubbing my nipples, pinching them slightly, thinking about your ass.

 Your mouth, full of saliva now, makes the sliding in and out of my cock like a finger on velvet. Long, luscious pulls, some deep throating, to the limit, your nostrils wide open, picking up the scent of a man, familiar yet intense, unique, mixed with the clean smell of soap.

 You stay there, your face between my legs, holding on to my cock, tightening your lips around the shaft, holding my pleasure tool as if we had known each other for years.

 You stay there, now one with your natural rhythm, giving and getting pleasure.