Randy had a weak chin and big brown eyes. He was 38, with fluffy bright blonde hair and very much a nancy-boy. When we first met I thought we'd get to know each other better but he had a strict routine that he liked. Since it was fun for me I never resisted sticking to it.
The doorbell rang and I let him in. He was dressed in the 'uniform' I liked to see guys in and he always wore for me: white dress shoes, white dress shirt and old-fashioned ankle-high sneakers. Where I got that combo from I don't know but I do love it.
"Come assume your position." It was what I said every visit without fail. I saw it quietly and impersonally. We went to my favorite chair and got on his knees in front of it. He clasped his hands together at his back and pondered a blank spot of carpet.
"Slutboy I don't think you really tried hard to please me last time you were here. Are you forgetting that your only role here is to serve and service me?" He knew not to answer until I asked "Do you want me to send you away and never let you come back?"
"No sir. Please let me - " I always loved the whispery abashed tone he had at these moments but stopped him cold.
"Shut up. I think you deserve a little lesson. Drop your pants and bend over on your hands." I picked up the plastic ruler I always used. It would snap if I hit him too hard but was stiff enough to give a good sting without leaving a mark.
"Count each blow and thank me for each." I slapped his ass. "One, thank you, sir." Again. "Two, thank you, sir." After then tenth I hit him one more time. "Eleven, thank you, sir."
"The last one was to remind you that you don't have any rights here and no matter what I may promise you I'm not bound to keep my word." This was pure hooey but he loved hearing it.
"Take off your shirt and I'll get you ready." I used some white medical tape to bind his wrists together. If I had a heart attack or stroke he'd be able to free himself but he would be securely bound for what was to come. It was painful to rip off but I think it was the one painful thing he really got a kick out of. I put a pair of blindfolds on and sat down in the chair. He jeans were still around his lower legs which made him look especially helpless and slutty.
I clasped the back of his head and pulled him to my crotch.
"Rub your cheeks against my legs going back and forth from leg to leg. Glow slow and let your lips touch my crotch before you pass from one leg to the other."
He was very good at this. I'd had a mild erection from the moment he was on his knees but now I was rock hard. I let this go on for not quite ten minutes before I pulled him away by his hair.
I got up and unbuttoned my jeans and dropped them. But I left my underwear on. Sitting back down I pulled him back to me.
"Like the inside of my things. Keep licking until I tell you to stop."
As his tongue flicked along my skin I felt more and more aroused. I don't think I lasted five minutes before I pulled his head back to stop him.
"Run your lips up and down the side of my cock."
My shorts were quickly soggy with his saliva. I didn't want this over yet but was begining to feel like it would be. Pulling him away again I got up.
"Sit there and think how much better you're going to service me than you did last time."
I went to the bathroom and threw the shorts in the dirty clothes hamper. Then I just stood there for a couple of minutes while I cooled down.
I went back to the chair and sat.
"Now my sweet slut I want you to kiss the head of my cock. And keep kissing it until I stop you." I guided his head in position. They were soft slow kisses, not pecks.
After a minute of this I told him "Now like it, up and down, lick my balls some too, you've been neglected them."
That tongue was sheer bliss. I was grunting and moaning. I reached out and gently pushed the head of my cock into his mouth. He took the cue and started pumping. I help myself back as long as I could but finally my cock exploded while my mind went into orbit.
When I recovered I picked him up and carried him to my bed. We'd rest a bit before I reciprocated by giving his ass a good workout.
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