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Boredom Leads to an Awakening

By: Rheese



It was my senior year of high school. I was 19 year old (so I failed a few times...) I had finally stopped growing at 6' and about 215 pounds. I played football and wrestled. I had a girlfriend, but was still a virgin in just about every way. I was getting sick of hearing all the stories in the locker room about everyone's sexual encounters.

I was home alone one Saturday afternoon. All I could think of was the story the quarterback was telling us the other night. He said that before the game the head cheerleader and one of her friends had given him a "good luck" blow job. It was infuriating. I need good luck just as much as him.

With my current girlfriend out of town I had absolutely nothing to do. I sat down at the computer and hit the AOL chat rooms. I had talked to some girls on there before so I thought I might be able to have "cyber-sex" or something to get my mind off the QB's tale. I jumped from one room to another finding nothing of interest. After a couple hours I was still bored. Then I saw something that caught my eye.

"Tampa M4M"

I joined the room just to see what was going on, maybe get a laugh.

There wasn't much conversation and I was about to be on my way again when I got an instant message from "HardOneTB". All it said was "Hi," but for some reason it grabbed my attention so I replied.

We talked for a while, not about anything sexual, just sports, TV, movies and other everyday things. Getting to know each other. I was actually enjoying the conversation.

As we were talking about the NFL playoffs he said, "So when are you gonna ask me to suck your dick?"

I was shocked. I didn't reply at first and just stared at the screen. A few minutes went by before anything happened.

"Still there?" he asked.

My reply was a quick one word answer. "Yes."

He quickly began to apologize and explain why he asked. His words on the screen didn't even register in my mind. I kept thinking about what it would mean if I actually went through with it. Would people find out? How would it feel? I was so nervous and excited about the chance to finally get a damn blow job, I couldn't really think. It was few minutes before I replied, "Where would we do it?"

He was quick to reply that we could meet somewhere and figure it out.

I explained that I was extremely nervous. I told him I wasn't gay and had never thought of doing anything like this. I also explained that I had never even had a blow job before. He told me that he'd take care of me. It didn't take a genius to know what he meant.

We discussed a place to meet not far from me and agreed to meet in 45 minutes.

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The sun had just gone down, the street lights casting a yellow tint on everything. I parked around the corner and sat there looking at him standing by his car, an older model Firebird. He was quite a bit older than me, probably late 30s. Slim but solid with short, dark, curly hair. He wore a basketball jersey and gym shorts. He was a good looking guy, not that I had ever thought about a guy's looks before. My heart was racing. I couldn't believe how excited I was, but I was extremely nervous too and the two feeling seemed to be at war. The nervousness almost took over as it was telling me to just leave. The excited part of me made me get out of my truck and approach him.

As he realized who I was he just smiled and looked me up and down. The look in his eyes made me even more nervous, maybe even a little scared. Without saying anything, I opened the passenger side door and got in. My heart pounding in my chest. He climbed in and smiled as he pulled out of the parking lot and onto the street.

As soon as we were on the road his hand went to my leg. I jumped at the touch, really not expecting it. He started rubbing my thigh getting higher and higher. I was so excited and nervous that when his hand brushed against my balls through the tight jeans I let out a low moan. I saw his smirk out of the corner of my eye.

He was being rough with his hand as he massaged my hardening cock through my jeans. I couldn't believe how good it felt to be handled that way. I guess he could tell how much I was enjoying myself because he suggested I recline the seat and get comfortable. I did just as he said. I leaned back and closed my eyes as he squeezed and rubbed my now rock hard cock through my jeans. I could feel the wet spot forming on my jeans from all the precum he was milking from me. After a couple minutes of this he told me to pull my pants down. I quickly complied, ripping my pants and boxers down to my ankles, finally freeing my throbbing cock. I also pulled my shirt up around my neck, leaving me naked from my chest to my ankles. He chuckled at my eagerness. With my head back and eyes closed he worked my stiff rod. Within minutes he had me ready to explode, expertly holding me on the brink. I was moaning and grinding in my seat. The feeling building up inside of me was incredible.

Before I knew it we were pulled off on the side of some back country road. When I noticed we were not moving I opened my eyes and looked down. The image of his black hand wrapped around my pale cock almost made me cum right there. I'll never forget that image. His hand left my shaft and squeezed around my balls. The warmth felt incredible. I closed my eyes and groaned in pleasure.

He asked me if I was ready and before I could answer leaned over and took my entire cock into his mouth. I had never felt anything so incredible! The hot, moist, deliciousness of a mouth on my cock was more mind blowing than I had ever imagined. I couldn't handle it. I was grinding into him, moaning. I felt his tongue massaging my shaft as he quickly bobbed his head up and down. His hand began to kneed my balls and pull on them. His mouth was riding my every thrust, I was practically fucking his face.

I must have screamed, the feeling was so intense. Just as I was about to release my load into his warm and inviting mouth he shoved one of his wet fingers into my ass.

OH MY GOD!

Cumming into a hungry mouth for the first time blew my mind, but the finger shoved into my tight virgin ass somehow made it 100 times better. Having his finger inside my ass hurt and felt wonderful at the same time.

He slowly moved his finger in and out of me as he sucked me dry. Once he had finished his job he quickly thrust his finger deep in to my ass and pulled it out. I could not believe the pleasure and pain his finger had provided. He leaned out the window and spit the mouthful he had collected onto the ground.

I didn't move for a few minutes and he sat there watching me recover from the most intense orgasm of my life. I was spent, my mind spinning from what had happened. So confused, aroused, and exhausted. He told me to pull my pants up. Slowly, I redressed myself, still trying to catch my breath.

Once I had fully dressed he leaned in close, put his arm around me and asked, "You like that?"

"That was awesome," I breathed in reply.

Smiling he said, "Good, my turn!" He forced my head down to his lap.

With his hand pulling my head down toward his crotch I got scared again. My heart was racing. I tried to pull back, but the angle he had me at and his brute strength made it impossible to get free.

"Stop fucking fighting me, boy. I did you a favor, time to thank me properly," he scolded.

The change in his voice was quite noticeable. His kind and gentle tone was quickly replaced by a demanding, dominating, and commanding voice. It caught me so off guard I simply gave in and let him pull my face down to his stiffening rod.

"Touch it, boy!"

I couldn't believe I was actually being told to play with this man's cock. Without realizing or thinking about it my hand moved to his leg and slid up inside the leg of his gym shorts.

Feeling his hairy leg gave me mixed emotions. Part of me started to get repulsed, another part of me relished in the fact that I was being told what to do. Call it Stockholm Syndrome or whatever, but I almost liked it. I didn't stop.

My hand continued inching up until I felt the warmth of his cock. I was a bit shocked at the lack of underwear. That's when I realized that he had planned for me to reciprocate without me ever agreeing to.

My mind quickly moved past that as I wrapped my hand around the head. He was easily thicker than me and quite a bit longer. My hand slowly explored the soft skin of his massively hard cock.

He began to encourage me. "Mmm that's it. Rub me, boy."

My head was resting in his lap with his hand holding me in place. There was a huge bulge in the soft fabric of the shorts just an inch in front of my face. I couldn't take my eyes off it. The way it moved slightly and throbbed as I slowly rubbed his shaft was intoxicating.

His voice, close to my ear whispered "Take my shorts off, boy."

With my hand up the leg of his shorts I grabbed the fabric and slowly pulled down toward his feet. He lifted his ass a bit to help, but firmly held my head immobile.

The smooth black skin at the base of the thick, hard cock. It was the first time i had seen a man shaved clean. I watched the shaft bending under the waistband of the shorts. I was breathless as more and more of his member was slowly uncovered. My eyes were fixed on the dark monster being exposed. My heart was pounding even harder. The fear and nervousness began to fade, replaced by a hunger and yearning that came out of nowhere. I actually licked my lips as I watched the head of his cock come into view. Then it was free from the restriction of the shorts.

The massive black cock bounced up, smacking me in the face. I jumped, but he was still holding me firm, laughing.

After a minute went by with me just starring at the beautiful black rod, he growled, "What the fuck are you waiting for, boy?"

Startled, I reached up to take his engorged rod in my hand. The warmth of his hard cock felt like fire in my hand as I slowly slid up and down. My breathing increased as I watched precum form at the head of his magnificent member. I used my fingers to spread the fluid around.

"That's nice, boy, but it's not what I want," he said as he reached down and took his meat from me.

Forcefully he said, "Open wide!" He pointed his cock at my mouth.

The command made my mouth slowly open as the head of his cock touched my lips. I opened wider as he pushed down on my head. I couldn't believe I actually willingly allowing a man to force his dick into my mouth.

"Suck it, boy!"

My lips quickly tightened around his cock as I started to suck. My tongue rubbed the head as he pushed and pulled my head up and down his shaft.

He'd said things like "That's it, boy!" or "Suck me harder!"

With each thrust he pushed more of his cock into my mouth, each time I felt like I was going to choke. I tried to pull back, to at least allow myself to catch my breath or adjust to having a huge, throbbing cock shoved in to my mouth. He held me harder, ignoring my struggle. He didn't back off, just continuing to push harder and go deeper. I could barely breathe, then I started to gag on it.

"Fuck yes, boy, choke on my black cock!" he yelled as he forced his cock even deeper one more time.

My body wretched, he let go and I jumped up, coughing for air. I held back the vomit by sheer willpower. He only allowed me a moment catch my breath and wipe the mixture of my spit and his pre-cum from my face.

Then, in one of the most commanding voices I had ever heard he said, "You're not done, boy. Finish the job."

He reclined his seat and pulled his shirt off. I sat there looking as his soaking wet cock, realizing I had only taken about half of it into my mouth. I must have zoned out while looking because a hard smack on my face woke me up from the daydream.

"What the fuck are you waiting for, boy? It ain't gonna suck itself."

With that I leaned back down, taking the massive cock in my hands, pointing it at my mouth. I slid it slowly into my mouth, sucking it and massaging it with my tongue. He wasn't holding my head anymore. I was freely, happily, and hungrily sucking a man's cock. And I was loving it.

For what seemed like hours I slowly sucked his cock, stroking what I couldn't get into my mouth. The entire time he would make comments like "You like my cock in your mouth, don't you, boy?" or "Fuck yeah, boy, suck my black dick!" or "That's good, boy, you're a great cocksucker!"

The constant use of "boy" was so humiliating and erotic at the same time. Hearing him call me that made me feel things inside that I never knew were there. It confused me even more.

After an eternity of worshiping this amazing black cock I heard "Fuck boy, I'm gonna cum!"

I tried to sit up, to just stroke him to climax. I didn't want his cum in my mouth. The thought of that scared the hell out of me. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, his hand was back in place firmly holding me down. I felt his cock start to spasm in my mouth, then suddenly my mouth was full of his hot, salty seed. I counted six separate blasts of cum shoot into my mouth. I moaned as it exploded.

"Good boy," he whispered into my ear. He was still holding me on his cock, cum leaking out of my mouth.

"Now, boy, do what all cocksuckers do when they have a mouthful of cum. Swallow it!"

Instantly I began to swallow, and swallow, and swallow. When I had drank all of it he told me to suck on the head to make sure he was cleaned out. Once drained he pushed me back into the passenger seat and pulled his shorts back up, tossing me his shirt to clean my face up with.

The car pulled back onto the road and we headed back to the parking lot where we had met.

Once he stopped I opened the door to get out. His hand grabbed my thigh as he stopped me. When I sat back down and turn to him he handed me a piece of paper.

"Here's my number, boy. Call me Tuesday night."

"Wait! What's your name?" I asked as I closed the door looking through the window. I felt so vulnerable then.

"To you, boy?" he laughed. "Sir will work just fine."

With that he drove off leaving me confused, exhausted, and hard as hell. 

Boredom Leads to an Awakening Ch.02



I sat there, Tuesday night, with the phone in hand, knowing deep down that there was no way I wasn't going to call him. The experience had left me shaken and confused. I knew I wasn't gay. I knew I wasn't attracted to men. But there was something about him. I couldn't stop thinking about it. The sound of his voice ordering me to do things that I had never thought I would do. The feeling of his cock pressing into the back of my throat. The way his cum filled my mouth with its salty goodness. I had really enjoyed being forced to suck him off. Part of me wanted to do it again, another part told me not to call and pretend it never happened. I was so confused.

I started to dial.

Slowly.

My breathing started to get shorter as my nervousness and excitement increased with each number pressed. By the sixth number my mouth was dry. When I pressed the last number and listened to the ringing I almost slammed the phone down, but before I could do it he answered.

"Yeah? Hello?"

I couldn't speak. My heart was racing.

"Who the fuck is this? I can hear you."

Again I didn't say a word, I couldn't. A second or two later he began to laugh.

"It's you, isn't it, boy?"

Before my mind could react I heard my voice say, "Yes sir."

He laughed more saying "I knew you would do as I told, boy. You just can't get enough if my cock. Isn't that right, boy?"

My mind was out of it now. I couldn't think, I could only answer. "Yes sir."

"Say it, boy."

His demanding and controlling tone made my heart beat faster. "I can't get enough of your cock, sir."

He laughed again. Then that dominating voice, "Good boy. Now, Saturday afternoon you will meet me again. I'll be in room 124 at the Paradise Inn. Do you know where that is, boy?"

I knew exactly where it was, but I didn't want to admit it... "Yes sir, I know where it is."

"That's good, boy. Be there by 3:30, boy, or don't bother showing up at all."

He paused and I didn't say anything.

"You understand me, boy?"

"Yes sir. I understand."

"Good boy."

The line went dead. I sat there, unmoving, scared, nervous, excited, and rock hard.

I put the phone down on the desk, slid my shorts down to my ankles freeing my hard cock, and leaned back in my chair. My right hand wrapped around the base of my cock and started to slowly stroke up and down.

I thought about the humiliation, the way he talked down to me. It excited me to be treated like that. It hit something inside of me that I didn't know was there. I thought about his hands pressing my head down on his huge cock. I imagined having my mouth raped by his black monster again. My hand moved faster, squeezed tighter. I started breathing harder as I knew what was coming. My fantasy moved forward too. I could hear him grunting in my mind, getting close. My cock was throbbing in my hand, I was going to cum.

"Oh, fuck!" I moaned as I my cock exploded in my hand. Sendiing jets of cum all over my chest. I sat catching my breath, looking down at the strands of my hot, sticky seed. I slowly milked my cock, letting any remaining cum drip onto my stomach. Without thinking, my left hand moved up to my chest, one finger extending out and wiping up a long strand of cum. I looked at it as it coated my finger, then reached out and licked my finger clean.

The loud bang of the bedroom door slamming shut scared the hell out of me, her voice mortified me.

"What the fuck?!" 

Shocked, I yanked up my shorts trying to hide what I had just been doing from my girlfriend. Too late. I could tell by the look in her green eyes that she saw everything. I was mortified.

Her short blonde hair framed the anger in her face. She was wearing a spaghetti strap cut off shirt with the University of Miami "U" on it. Her toned arms, crossed just under her firm 32A breasts, with her pink manicured fingernails digging into her tan skin showed her mood. She stood with her hip jutting out to the side, wearing low cut jean shorts that were so tight they should have been painted on. One sandaled foot tapped non stop waiting for an answer.

"Amy... I thought you were out of town visiting UM," I replied as I reached for a shirt to throw over my cum covered chest.

"I just got back, and wanted to see my boyfriend." She was more disgusted than mad, having watched me eat my own cum. "But don't let me stop you. If this is the shit you like, go ahead and finish."

I just lowered my head as I spoke, "Amy, come on... This isn't what I want," I was trying to come up with something other than the truth. The truth that I was fantasizing about a giant, black cock. "I'm just so horny. I get so turned on thinking about you, but I don't want to pressure you into anything so I do this."

"Oh, so it's my fault you jerk off all over yourself? Fuck you!"

"Amy... That's not what I mean."

"Fuck you, you're not gonna get out of this. Lay back and finish."

"But... I already came..."

"Too bad, do it again. I want to see it."

"But Amy, I..."

"Start playing with your dick," she said cutting me off "right now, or forget about EVER having a chance of fucking me."

I couldn't help be to slide my shorts back down. There was no way I was going to pass up having a chance to finally fuck her, no matter what I had to do. I started tugging on my soft cock trying to make it hard again. My eyes lowered to the floor. I couldn't bring myself to look at her.

"That's it, get hard for me," she encouraged.

My dick began to stiffen under my hand. I slowly stroked up and down, my cum making a nice lube. 

"Damn, honey! This is hot! Will you do anything I say?" she giggled.

"Yes," I said, getting extremely turned on from performing in front of her. "Anything."

"Ooh! This is gonna be fun!"

The anger that was there just moments ago had evaporated into... something else. A side of her I had never seen before.

"Lay down on the bed and spread your legs. I want a good view!"

I stood up, cock in hand, and moved to the bed. She walked up to the foot of the bed watching me. I covered my face with my left arm as my right continued to slowly stroke my cock. It was feeling good, I was letting out soft moans. Knowing I was being watched somehow made it feel so much more intense.

"Wow babe, I think you're making me wet," she said as I heard the jeans being unzipped. I turned my head to watch her but the angle I was at wouldn't let me see below her chest. "Oh I bet you want to see, don't you?"

"Fuck yes I do!"

She giggled at my eager response. A moment later she walked around to the side of the bed. My eyes locked on the tiny red g-string she wore. She walked closer, kneeled on the bed, spread her legs wide and sat back on her heels. Her knee was almost touching my head with her panty covered pussy oh so close. I stopped jerking myself and reached over to touch her but she quickly slapped my hand away. 

"Don't fucking touch me!" she yelled. "Keep stroking that dick, and don't stop until you've covered yourself in cum!"

My hand went back down to my side as I renewed the stroking, eyes locked on the small patch of fabric.

Her hand slowly moved down her body. Her pink fingertips slid under the red fabric. Letting out a long, low moan her fingers slowly moved back and forth on her clit. 

"Oh my god, this is turning me on so fucking bad!" she moaned.

With her free hand she pulled the fabric to the side revealing the perfectly shaved, glistening wet object of my desire. Slowly, two of her fingers started to slip inside her full lips. Her hips began to grind into her hands. One hand slowly moving in and out, shining with her juices; one hand working her clit in small circles.

All of this was driving me out of my mind. I had never seen her touch herself before and I loved watching. My hand, wrapped tightly around my cock, slowed and began moving in sync with her fingers. Eyes glued to her hands and that delicious pussy.

Amy's moans began to get louder, her hands moving faster. "Oh fuck, I'm so close!" she screamed. Then suddenly she stopped and looked down at me. "I have an idea!" she shouted.

In one quick motion she jumped up, swung her leg over me and straddled my head. Her dripping pussy just inches from my mouth.

"You are gonna eat me while I watch you make yourself cum," she demanded.

Almost in shock from her command, and never having licked her before, it took only an instant before I pressed my face into her, licking her from front to back before shoving my tongue inside her. Her moans increased as she began to grind into my face. Her hot juices tasted amazing. I felt like I was in heaven, except for my hand pumping my cock. I could feel her fingers on my chin violently rubbed her clit, my tongue still fucking her.

"Oh my god, you're gonna make me cum! I'm so fucking close!"

Her body began to shake as she let out a long deep moan. "I'm cumming!" she screamed as her pussy began to pulse. She ground down onto my face even harder bending over to shove my face deeper. "Fuck yes!"

The second I felt her pussy flow I couldn't hold back. My cock throbbed as it released stream after stream of hot cum. 

"God damn it!" she yelled. "You came all over me!"

She jumped up and spun around showing me her stomach and breasts covered in thick lines of my cum. Standing at the foot of the bed I could see the look of complete disgust in her green eyes. "I saw how much you liked it before, come here and clean up this mess."

Slowly I turned and crawled to her, eyes fixed on the lines of cum on her flat, tanned stomach. As I got close she reached out, grabbed my head and led my face to the first bit of cum.

"Yeah, lick it." she giggled as my tongue made contact with her golden skin. "Clean up your mess you little bitch!"

My tongue traced the line of cum, making sure to get it all. I followed it from her stomach up onto her perky tits. She giggled and laughed each time my tongue touched her. I slowly, with her directing my head, cleaned her body of my sticky seed.

"I can't believe you just did that!" she giggled as she climbed of the bed and began dressing. "You are one sick fuck!"

"Amy..."

"Get dressed, dinner is ready."

With that she spun around and left, closing the door behind her. I was left alone, with the taste of my own cum in my mouth. I slowly got dressed as I thought about what had just happened. I was just dominated by my girlfriend. The thought turned me on and humiliated me at the same time. In less than a week I had gone from typical jock to a submissive bitch boy. 

And I loved it.

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Saturday morning I woke up excited. I knew there was no way I wasn't going to be at that hotel at 3:30. Just thinking about it and what might happen made me hard. The morning flew by and before I knew it it was 2:45, time to go.

I had decided to wear a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt. Under that I decided to put on a pair of briefs, although I usually wore boxers. In the drive to the hotel my mind kept switching between Tuesday night with Amy and last weekend with "him." By the time I arrived at the hotel I was rock hard.

I walked down the sidewalk looking for the correct room number. I found it on the side of the hotel, it's door facing the parking lot. The door was slightly open. I knocked as I entered. The room was a standard hotel room with two full size beds, one table, two chairs, a dresser and a TV. I looked around the empty room and found a note on the bed. 

"Boy, I knew you would show up. I have a few things you need to take care of before I arrive.

First you will shave that bush. A boy should not have that much of a bush. There is a razor and shave gel in the bathroom. Make sure you get your ass too. I don't want to find a single hair, boy."

Once that job is complete we need to work on that virgin boy-pussy of yours, boy. You were so tight on my finger I thought you might be grateful for having your boy-pussy stretched before I split it open with my cock. There is a nice plug waiting for you in the bathroom, before I arrive you will have it in place.

When you are done with this you will open the door wide and kneel in the middle of the room, naked."

My heart was racing. I couldn't believe how excited his note made me. I quickly stripped, throwing my clothes into a drawer in the dresser and hurried into the bathroom. I picked up the shave gel and the razor, sat down on the toilet and got to work.

Sitting with my legs spread wide I lathered up the hair above my cock, rubbing it in nice and thick. I turned on the faucet in the bathtub to rinse the razor. I took the razor and slowly dragged it down my skin. My hair was so thick I had to go over the same spot several times. Once I got that area perfectly smooth I moved down to my balls. I was so nervous about cutting myself I slowed down and took my time doing this. Eventually, after holding my cock this way an that, I was able to do a decent job getting the hair off. Not sure how to do my ass I sat there for a moment before it dawned on me to squat down and spread wide. I lathered up my entire ass, cheeks and all then I reached down with both hands and slowly shaved by feel until my entire ass was smooth. I used a towel to clean off any gel that might still be on my body. I stood looking at my freshly shaved package, noticing the precum beginning to drip from my cock. I thought about sitting down and jerking off, but I quickly remembered where I was and who I was doing all of this for. 

I grabbed the butt plug from the counter. Holding it in my hands, I guessed that it was about four inches long and maybe two inches in diameter. Much longer and thicker than a finger. It excited me to think I was about to violate my own ass for a man I didn't even know. I looked around for lube of some kind but didn't see any. I briefly thought about using some of the shave gel, but decided that wasn't a good idea. I licked my lips and remembered that in some porn movies I had seen the girls sometimes used spit to lube up. I figured it was worth a try.

I leaned over and started to spit in my hand then rubbed the spit all over the tip of the plug. I wasn't sure if this was going to do the job so I began licking the plug to spread the spit aroun better. When I thought I had enough I put the plug down on the toilet lid and positioned my ass above it. I slowly lowered my body onto the plug. I could feel the plug start to enter me. I continued to lower myself onto it, feeling my virgin ass stretch and I moved down. Pushing down harder, I finally felt the plug slide in, my ass tightening around the base of the plug, holding it in. I had never felt anything like it. There was a little pain, but the fullness drove me wild. My cock throbbed, begging to be touched. It took all I could do to ignore it.

I walked, slowly, out to the main room and opened the door wide. Using the doorstop I propped the door completely open. I turned around and made my way to the center of the room, facing the door and kneeled.

At this point I was too turned on to even think about anything else. I heard voices outside, but never saw anyone. Minutes passed, I looked over at the clock between the two beds and saw that it was almost 4:30. It had taken me an hour to shave and get the plug in. My hand went to the base of my cock and rubbed the newly smooth skin. The next time I looked at the clock it was almost 5. I thought maybe he wasn't coming. I decided to give it ten more minutes before I left. 

Just before 5:08 I heard his voice coming from the door. "Well well, boy. It looks like you can follow directions." he laughed as he walked in.

He was wearing the same gym shorts and basketball jersey he had worn the week before. My eyes were immediately drawn to the bulge in his shorts. I licked my lips thinking about that magnificent cock.

He shut the door behind him and slowly walked around me. "Bend over, boy." he commanded. "Let me see that plug in your pussy."

I leaned over, face on the ground, and stuck my ass up in the air. He reached down and gave the plug a little tug. I let out a low moan as he played with the plug. He pulled and pushed it, never removing it.

"Looks like you did a good job shaving too, boy."

"Thank you, sir. I'm glad you like it," I whispered.

"Back up on you knees, boy," he said as he sat on the bed next to me. "And turn to face me."

I sat up and turned to see him on the edge of the bed, just inches from me. He laughed at the way I was looking at the outline of his cock through is shorts.

"See something you like, boy?"

I simply nodded in response. 

"Tell me, boy, what do you want?"

I licked my lips and replied, "Your cock, sir."

He laughed again. "And what do you want to do with my cock, boy?"

I looked up at him, with what must have been pure lust, and said, "I want to have my face fucked by your cock, sir."

At that he laughed again, hard. "Lets see if you can earn that, boy." He stood up, his crotch less than an inch away from my face. "Take my shorts off, boy."

I reached up and before I could pull his shorts down he slapped my hands away. "No hands, boy!"

I lowered my hands and leaned forward taking his shorts in my mouth. The heat from his cock made me moan again. I pulled down with my head and felt the shorts slide. A few more times and his shorts were on the ground. I sat back and felt his hot, hard cock against my cheek. It felt a little wet and smelled differently than I remembered. 

He must have seen the quizzical look on my face because he laughed and said, "Oh yeah, I forgot to clean my cock off when I finished fucking that whore next door. Good thing you're here to take care of that, boy."

My stomach turned knowing he wanted to clean some woman's cum off of his cock. A quick slap to the side of my face changed my mind. 

"Clean my cock, boy!" he demanded.

I opened my mouth and licked the side of his shaft. It actually tasted good to me so I greedily sucked and licked his glistening cock. 

"Don't forget my balls, boy. I'm sure her cum got down there too." he laughed.

I lowered my head and gently licked his sack. His cock resting on my face. I sucked in one ball then the other. I bathed his balls with my tongue. 

"Just to be safe, boy, you might as well clean my ass too," he laughed as he turned around and leaned over a little.

I licked from the base of his balls and over his hole. I could not believe I was actually licking a man's ass. I felt so degraded and so turned on! The way he could simply tell me to do something and I do it confused me. I still didn't know why I was giving in so completely. 

"That's good, boy." he said as he stood up and moved away. "Stand up and bend over, boy. I want to see how your pussy is doing."

I stood up and bent over the foot of the bed, resting my elbows on the bed. He kicked my feet out wide, leaving me exposed to his will. I could feel his hand on the plug as he began to slowly turn it. I started to moan.

"You like something filling your pussy, don't you, boy?"

"Yes." I moaned.

"Yes, what, boy?"

"Yes sir, I like something filling my pussy." I breathed in response.

He just laughed. I felt his hand grip the plug and pull. He pulled slowly and gently, stretching my ass. I started to lean back to lessen the pressure but was quickly put back in place with a hard smack to my left cheek. The feeling that was building was so intense I wasn't sure I could take it. 

"Sir, it hurts so much! Please stop!" I cried.

He leaned over me so his mouth was close to my ear. His hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing. "Shut the fuck up, boy. Your pussy is mine. Your body is mine. You understand me, boy?"

Unable to breathe, all I could do is nod in response.

"Say it, boy," he hissed. He let up on my throat just enough so I could gasp out the words.

"My ass..." 

SMACK! His free hand came down hard on my ass, leaving a sharp sting. "Your pussy, boy, not ass." he chided.




Boredom Leads to an Awakening Ch.02



"My pussy," I gasped, "is yours, Sir. My body is yours"

"Don't ever fucking forget it, boy." 

He shoved my head down onto the bed, forcing my ass up higher. He went to work on the plug again. Pushing it and pulling it, fucking my ass as hard as he could without taking it out.

The pain was quickly fading as the assault on my ass was feeling better and better. I let out low moans each time he shoved the plug in deeper. He laughed each time I moaned, making me feel like a toy for his amusement.

"I think you're ready, boy," he said as he began to pull the plug out. "Time for your pussy to feel a real cock, boy."

Suddenly the plug was out, but the empty feeling didn't last long. The length of his cock dropped heavily onto my ass. I could feel the heat, pulsing off of his rock hard rod. When he moved his cock down the crack of my ass, lining up the head of his cock to the gaping opening of my ass I began breathing heavily, moaning like a bitch in heat.

Slowly he pushed the head of his cock into me. It felt amazing. He was slightly thicker than the plug that had just come out of me, so thankfully he stopped and allowed me to adjust to the size.

"Damn, boy, your pussy is tight!"

Hid hands clamped down on my hips, holding me in place. He began to pull me back onto him, sliding my ass down the shaft of his cock until I could feel his balls against mine. I had never felt anything like it. The warmth inside me, the fullness. I continued to moan like his bitch. Loving every inch of his cock deep inside me. He slowly pulled his cock out so that just the head was inside me.

"Time to be fucked, boy," he laughed.

Without warning he lunged into me, shoving his cock all the way in. His balls smacking mine. Just as quickly he was back out, then in again. He fucked me fast and hard. My body pinned down by his strong hands, not allowing me to do anything but accept the most intense feeling ever.

The speed and force of his fucking never let up. He relentlessly pounded my ass for what seemed like hours. I was being completely used, and I loved it. I concentrated on the feeling of his massive cock pounding itself deep inside me. I moaned, almost screamed the entire time his cock was inside me.

Finally, after the longest fuck of my life, he started to moan.

"Fuck yes, boy," he panted. "I'm gonna fill your cunt with my cum!"

With that he pulled me back onto his cock and held me there. I could feel his cock throbbing and twitching inside me. The I felt it. His cock exploded, filling me with his hot seed. 

He stayed I side of me as his cock softened, letting it slide out of my ass on its own.

"Now turn around an clean my cock, boy!"

I quickly spun around and dropped to my knees. I took his soft cock I to my mouth, sucking him dry. I bathed his cock and balls with my tongue, making sure I got everything. He stepped back an pulled up his shorts and headed for the door.

"You have a nice pussy, boy. Be here next week, and I'll fuck it again," he said over his shoulder as the door was closing.

Then I was alone. Kneeling on the floor of a cheap hotel room, a huge load of cum leaking out of my freshly fucked ass and the biggest hard-on of my life. I climbed up into the bed and stretched out. My hands moving down my body. One hand wrapped around my cock and slowly began to stroke up and down. The other hand moved back to my ass and wiped up the leaking cum. I looked at my cum covered fingers as I stroked my cock. Then I brought hand down to my mouth and licked his cum. The taste was unbelievable. I hungrily fed myself his cum as it leaked out of me. My other hand pounding up and down on my cock. After what felt like seconds I exploded, covering my stomach and chest with cum. 

I layer there for another hour, feeding myself a mixture of his cum and mine, dreaming of the next time I will get to feel his cock inside me.