"Now I'm horny" he said.
I followed him into the bedroom, stripped and laid on the bed. He leaned against the wall watching me. I stroked my cock and fingered my hole. He never told me to do it - but I knew it was what he wanted, so I did it. As he watched, he pulled his cock out his fly and jacked watching me. I came and shot my load all over myself - then he came, shot onto the floor.
He put his cock away and said "I'm hungry, lets get some dinner." He grabbed my keys and went down to my car. I hurriedly used a towel to wipe myself off and threw on my clothes. When I got to the car he was in the passenger seat, had tuned radio to what he wanted and set the volume. I got in, asked him where he wanted to go and drove us there. I paid for dinner then took him back to his dorm.
He was 18, red hair, great smile. I was 30 and overweight. I was submissive, but he was dominant in a way I never had fantasized about. He simply said what he wanted and I did it - no names, no collars, not even a demanding tone. We never talked about it, but I knew he was in charge and he knew I was his boy.
We met on the internet - in a chat room. He had a domain name from a local college and a handle of rvr4rnt. I messaged him a hello, just to chat with a neighbor. We chatted on and off for a while and eventually I invited him over.
He brought a movie with him - put it on and we watched it. He didn't ask if I was interested - he just put it on. When it was done he declared he was horny, got up, walked into the bedroom, stripped and lied down. I did the same - laid next to him. He said "Let me see you cum" so I started jacking. "Finger your ass" and I did. He watched stroking himself. I came, he sat up and shot his load onto my chest where it mixed with my cum. He then stood up and got dressed. "I had fun. Thanks. See ya on line." And he left.
I would see him on line and every few weeks he would come over. Usually he had me pick him up, we'd go eat - I'd pay - then back to my place where hed get off on watching me jack exactly as he wanted. Then I'd take him home.
One time I admitted to him that I really wanted to lick his sneakers. He layed back on the bed and told me to go for it. I stripped and knelt next to the bed and began to lick the swoosh and the tips. "Shouldn't you be licking the soles?" It wasn't a question, we both knew it, so I began to lick the soles clean. He just lay back smiling.
After a while he told me to come lie down. I figured he wanted me to jack off but he suggested I roll over. Then he climbed on top of me and slid into my ass. I had never had a pierced cock inside me before and it hurt as it scraped. Then came the familiar pleasure and he fucked me - for the only time.
I really wish he had not transferred schools. I'd like to still be his boy.