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Part 54: Setting up summer
I was back at home, at Jeff's house for two weeks before my exams started. I was meant to be revising, getting ready for the exams but of course I was doing anything but. On the day I'd got home I'd pulled on my chaps, boots, jock, harness, fingerless gloves and Jeff had put a thick collar around my neck.
A year before I really had been kind of cute. But now, now all I looked liked was a fuck animal.
The heat of that early summer was especially wild. The sun came up and never seemed to disappear from day to day. The temperature soaring well above averages.
Jeff knew what this would do to me. How it'd make me insanely hungry for cock. Desperate in fact. But Jeff knew another way to get my increasingly broken brain to sink into depravity.
He through some wet wipes at me "those are for you to wipe your pits every now and then. Everything else, stays as it is".
He stepped up, rubbing his leather gloves fingers between my leg and sack and brought it up to me to smell. Knowing I loved my own scent and knowing it'd trigger me.
"We're going to get you so fucking used you filthy whore" he said, kissing me passionately.
I oinked, like a pig in reply and he lightly slapped my face, then spat in it and smeared it all around.
The term "Bimbo" is obviously used in a derogatory way towards certain women and the term "Himbo" is a loose sort of gay equivalent that's occasionally used but doesn't seem to have the same resonance or meaning.
Jeff was always one for education. For me being a functioning and intelligent individual despite everything that I did sexually. He stroked my face and grinned.
"Tell me Sam, are you jealous of pink, plastic Bimbos? The ones with the tight bodies and plastic tits and lips?"
It was a remarkably odd question to ask me. As I've described previously I was never a guy that didn't find women attractive. Let loose at college I'd had those experiences and I enjoyed them. But part of the reason I enjoyed them was a strange sense of equality. Both of us knew what we wanted and we were hungry to get it. It worked.
However, considering a sort of inaccessible type of woman was strange to me. They'd never look at me nor I at them.
"You still there Sam?" Jeff asked, obviously seeing my brain floating away. "Do you get jealous of women like that?"
I nodded. I was a little unsure what my answer should be but a nod seemed the way to go.
"There's no need to be Sam. You've allowed yourself to be corrupted to basically be a type of Bimdo. All dressed up nice, hungry for cock, a shameless attitude. You're just not quite dumb enough yet". Jeff licked his gloved hand and smeared his face.
`Not dumb enough yet'. Why the fuck did that turn me on so much?
Jeff pushed me to my knees and smeared his groin around my face. It was without a doubt my `happy place'. I knew the contents. Fuck, I loved his cock so much. My head dropped and I let out a little chuckle.
"What's so funny you little slut?"
"I just realised how fucking much I love your cock. Not just in a normal way. I fucking adore it. Every guy I've been with no matter how good, how big just isn't you. Your cock! That's everything".
Jeff now pulled me up by my collar and passionately made out with me. Probably the most passionate it had ever been. We lost ourselves in it.
As we parted he smiled "that Sam, is the most romantic, the most incredible thing a guy has ever said to me." He stood there smiling backed away a little "and what's more it came from your dumb mouth".
I dropped my head, grinning. "Yeah well, I can't hide it".
Jeff seemed almost slightly overwhelmed but snapped out of it. "I've invited a friend of yours to visit by the way. Thought it'd keep you focussed"
"Who?"
"Oh that's a surprise. They'll be here later today" Jeff walked off to the kitchen. Leaving me hanging, guessing, slightly confused as to who it'd be!