Him Chapter 6
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The First Time
The first time I met Him, I rang His front door bell. He answered and ushered me in then closed and locked the door behind me.
"Today is the last day you will wear clothes in My presence. Faggots like you are not deserving to wear clothing in the presence of real men. Today is the last day you will stand in My presence unless I say otherwise. To move from one place to the next, you will crawl on all fours and once you get there, you will kneel."
I started to unbutton my shirt and he yelled, "Faggot! Did I tell you to undress?"
"Not specifically, Sir, but You said I was to be naked in Your presence."
"Not specifically, Sir," He mocked. He leaned over and got right into my face. "I said, TODAY IS THE LAST DAY YOU WILL WEAR CLOTHES IN MY PRESENCE. Did I miss a sunset and a sunrise, faggot? It's still today, isn't it, faggot?"
He took me further in the house to a door.
"The next time you come here, you will park in the street. You will text me that you're here. I will open the garage door. You will walk quickly into the garage and then close the door: the switch is right next to this door. You will remove all of your clothing except for the cock ring which you are to wear whenever you driving back and forth to and from my house and in my presence. You will then knock twice and wait for Me to tell you to enter. When I do, you will get on all fours, open the door, crawl up the couple of steps, close the door behind you, and crawl into My office where you will kneel in front of Me. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir."
He led me to his office and sat in an easy chair. He directed me to stand right in front of him within His reach.
"Give me the cock ring I told you to buy." I pulled it out of my pocket.
"Drop your pants and shorts down around your ankles." I did.
"Roll up your shirt as far as it'll go." I did. My dick stuck straight out from me.
He looked at it and smirked disgustedly. "Predictable. Turn around."
I turned around and He zipped tied my wrists together. "Turn back to Me."
He took the cock ring, leaned forward from His chair, grabbed my dick, and slid the cock ring down the shaft. Then, He had to work to get my balls through it only made more difficult by me very hard dick.
"Stop wincing. You're loving every moment of a real man handling your dick and balls."
He was right.
After He got it on, he leaned back in His chair and put His feet flat on the floor. "Lie across My lap."
I did my best having my hands bound behind me. I tried my best not to fall onto His lap but I was not the most graceful.
"Gees, faggot! I didn't say fall on me!"
He then stuck two fingers of His left hand and shoved them at my mouth, forcing them in.
"When You are here, this is mine to do with as I please."
He then shoved His right hand onto my hole saying, "And this is mine..."
And He reached His right hand between my legs roughly pulling my dick and balls back between my thighs. "...and this is mine."
He held onto my dick and balls for a bit and we just stayed like that. He then said, "You proud of yourself like this? Pants around your ankles, your dick and balls in another man's hands, lying across the lap of a real man with your naked ass up in the air for everyone to see?"
I wasn't sure what to say but before I could utter something, he answered His own question. "I guess your hard dick says it all. Now get off of me."
I knelt in front of Him. He spread His knees, undid his pants, pulled out His dick, and said, "Suck."
I shuffled on my knees between His thighs tight against the seat of His chair. I held my head above the head of His dick and worked my tongue at His piss slit and then massaged my lips around just the head. As the head swelled, I plunged my mouth down around the shaft until my chin dug into His balls and my nose into His pubes. I stayed there, clamping my tongue and mouth tight around Him, sucking. I started to bob my tight mouth around His dick, all the way from his balls, up to the slit, and plunging back to His balls. I kept doing this, keeping my mouth and tongue tight, once and awhile twisting my head as I dropped my mouth to His balls, faster, then slowly, and then speeding up.
I started to feel His body stiffen up. He wrapped His legs around the back of my bare thighs, the heels of His boots wedged tightly against the bottom of my naked ass. His hands were at the sides of my head following my movements up and down and then He pushed me down tightly to His groin, His dick down my throat. His dick stiffened and then released, pumping His seed deep into me. Pinned to Him like I was, I felt like nothing but a receptable, there only to collect His cum. He grunted and spasmed with each salvo.
After he was finished, He held me there, recovering, and then released me. I took a breath but kept His dick in my mouth, not sure if I should sit back. But then He said, "I know you like dicks in your mouth, faggot, but get off of mine."
I sat back on my ankles and watched Him as He zipped up His pants. He said to turn around, which I did, and he cut the zip tie loose.
"You may crawl as you are to the garage now and leave as I instructed you."
I crawled to the door with my pants around my ankles and shirt still rolled up under my arms with my dick pointing the way and let myself into the garage. As soon as I closed the door, the overhead door opened and I hastily pulled my pants up over my hard-on and my shirt down trying as best as I could to cover up the bulge in my pants. I walked quickly to my car and left, that cockring tight around my hard dick and tight balls, so fucking horned up.