THE DIARY OF WILLIAM ROBINSON- PART 8
DAY 385
I was very happy to see that Don had reduced his layers of clothing. His normal `uniform' had been replaced by a silver singlet which was tucked into a tight pair of cotton shorts- short to the point of erotic but still covering the treasure I desperately needed to see and to manipulate. Fortunately, with the covering tight it ensured that Don's meaty flesh created a clear outline -- the long length of the cock stretching horizontal and to the right- a sight on which I could not help but focus as he neared.
As Don stood silently before me, I could not take my eyes of the outline of his cock. Then, he leant forward and at the same time as squeezing my twitching cock to expose its red moist head, he informed me that with my confessed expert help he expected his cock to lengthen even further. I gulped in more air as his fingers pressurised my balls, then just as I was raising my hands to the tight waistband of his shorts, he told me he would lean against a rockface so that I could show him the expertise that I had claimed I had developed back at the training base. In a somewhat jocular manner he mentioned that if I did not have these skills then he would have to teach them to me and further I would receive a good over the knee spanking for exaggerating the truth. I knew that I had the skills but I was unsure of whether Don just wanted to spank me anyway -- and if that was the case I knew that whatever I succeeded in accomplishing would be irrelevant in relation to acquiring a reddened rear!
Don released my balls and then he moved to a low rockface which although nearer the lake allowed him to rest casually whilst waiting to receive. He beckoned naked me forward and when I had knelt my eyes focused on his crotch. He told me to begin when I was ready- finally adding that I was not to touch his cock or ball flesh until he was naked- although the opportunity of touching him through fabric was available.
I placed my hands on Don's legs- just below his thighs- and the warmth of his body coupled with the down coated muscles of his upper legs sent a shudder down my spine. Don remained motionless as I slowly slid each hand towards his thighs until they reached the leg openings of the high cut cotton shorts. I leant forward to kiss the place that I judged was the base of his cock - then as it was clear in which direction his thick shaft lay, I licked the cotton of his shorts wetting the fabric so it clung even tighter to the throbbing flesh. When outlined with moisture, I dragged my teeth along the fat shaft eliciting a groan from Don. As I let my fingers wander beneath the shorts I was hindered by the silver singlet which I now knew extended to cover and fit over his crotch. This unexpected design would prevent me from receiving a spanking but it also let me know I could lower the shorts without exposing the most important areas of his flesh.
I moved back slightly to hook my fingers inside the waistband and as I pulled downwards Don moved from the rockface allowing the cotton to drag slowly down exposing mounds of flesh now covered by only skin tight silver fabric. Even through the fabric I could see that Don was cut and although I was anticipating the hard rod to expand lengthways- which it did- I was also amazed at the thickness of the shaft. As Don once again rested against the rock, he wriggled, allowing the shorts to fall to his ankles to be kicked aside whilst I rested my head against his groin. He had no reason to order me to continue as I had started licking and gnawing at the mounds of flesh whilst his hands dug into my short hair massaging and caressing as I worked. I kissed, licked and sucked my way from his large balls to the tip of his cockhead where happily I was able to suck through the material to gain a first taste of Don's pre-cum. Now satisfied that I was allying myself to a man who was clearly much more than just a huge cock, I did then focus on the task of ridding Don of the silver in order to get the gold.
I was unhappy at removing my mouth from his hidden flesh but I knew the only way to have his cock penetrate my throat was to rid Don of this garment. Further, if I did not wish to acquire red cheeks, I would have- and of course I was more than willing- to service him to climax using not only my mouth- but my tongue and teeth.
I stood up to place a hand on each of the narrow straps that rested on his broad shoulders- I pulled each outwards forcing them down the arms allowing the tight silver material to slip and expose more of the broad hair covered chest but not as yet the large flat brown nipples which would be the next target for my teeth.
As I reached upwards to lower the fabric further, Don pulled me into him clamping his hands onto my bare cheeks and as I struggled to expose his nipples he forced strong fingers between my cheeks searching for my tight virgin puckered hole. As he found his target with one long finger I shivered then grimaced but then I was able to force my teeth onto a large nipple which caused my release at the same time as Don yelled. I gauged that for sexual experiences Don was going to be a moaner and a yeller which of course is brilliant- nothing nicer for my ears than coarse or vulgar terminology during sex.
I held onto the nipple with my teeth as my hands edged the garment further down his strong body leaving it rolled up just above his long cock. I bit his nipple flesh then twisted it with my teeth forcing a string of obesities from Don which continued when I focused on the other tender flat nipple. Eventually I licked the hard skin of his broad chest, and Don ran his fingernails down my back scratching into my flesh whilst grunting as my tongue then worked past his navel down to the hidden treasure.
Don began twisting my ears and grinding his knuckles into my shoulders as I finally but slowly lowered the silver over the hidden mound and down to below his thighs. As the long fat cock hit me in the face as it sprung to attention, it left a globule of pre-cum dangling from my cheek but I resisted the temptation of sucking up the remainder until the silver garment was completely off his hard body.
Don was finally naked. His rampant cock soared up from his large low hanging balls. The shaft and globes were hairless with the area above the base of this cock nothing more than a stubble. The cockshaft was fat, with the head -- now dripping with pre-cum- maroon, wet and wide. All was inviting but I had no option but to close my lips around the fat head in order to suck up the sweet thick pre-cum.
At first I sucked then bit as I let tongue then teeth work on the sensitive fat head and when I began to chew Don howled forcing fingernails into my back. I reached with one hand to cup a large smooth ball as I attempted to take more of the shaft into my mouth. I squeezed his globe as I pushed my mouth down and then as I attempted to position both balls in one hand Don wailed as his hands held onto the sides of my head forcing his cock down my throat. I gagged for air and although I had managed to cope back at the base with some long cocks Don's extra thick shaft made me struggle for rhythm until he forced me to the ground and began to mouth fuck me. He was clearly skilled and pulled clear of my throat each time allowing me to gulp air before once again ramming. I closed my lips around the shaft which was now well lubricated from my juices and his sweet pre-cum.
I lay still not now obliged to show any skill as Don rammed home .He began his tirade of words and although I was held captive I was glad to be the recipient of his words.
I felt Don tense then howl and my throat and mouth were flooded with cum. It now became difficult to breathe, swallow and suck at the same time- for he kept thrusting ensuring that I received all of his load- then, as I began to gag he withdrew and slumped against the rock. I breathed normally now as I swallowed the last of his white fluid but I could see that his cock although softening still had threads of juice seeping from the slit so I rested over Don to eat up the remaining feast. Now quiet Don held onto me as I licked rubbing his flat hands over my back. As I sat up sated from drinking he spoke quietly to say that any spanking was on hold.
We lay motionless for about ten minutes and then when he turned me over- he could see I was still erect and that I had not achieved my customary dry climax- so he ordered me to jack whilst laying across him. As I pumped he pulled my small balls and hairless sac downwards prolonging my action- but when he suddenly released them I also yelped as the dry orgasm cascaded up my cock. I gained my normal breathing quickly noticing as well that once more he had achieved a full erection but perhaps fortunately he ordered a swim.
We swam for about an hour including stops which were mainly so Don could press his cock into my rear but finally he climbed from the lake. Before heading off to dry he told me that when I was finished I was to return to my camp standing point in order to dry my body in the wind- then once I was dry and as long as I was sporting an erection, he would come over to talk to me.
It took nearly half an hour for me to be ready with my short hair the final part to dry- although there was never any doubt as to me being able to create an erection! Don fingered this as he informed me that after a meal we would discuss in great detail my experiences at base camp and that on the way back to Jupiter --tomorrow- we would discuss the more important second part of my induction. It took little imagination to realise what he meant although I was daunted rather than scared at the prospect for as I stood there with a naked Don I could see all of what he hoped to take me with.
I was concerned about girth as well as length but I knew he would prevail but as I had genuinely told Don much earlier he would be the first. As we walked back to the camp I was also informed that in time and once I had engaged in the final act of union that we would both receive tattoos. To my relief they were going to be close to the intimate parts of our bodies and thus hidden from most people with his saying I own William Robinson' and with mine being I am the property of Don West'. I had no objection but to reach the full position of ownership I was sure that Don would create more trials for me in the near future.