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Previously:
Al told me to open my mouth and I showed him the cum there. "Swallow it", he quietly ordered. I did. Then, without him asking, I took his cock gently into my mouth and cleaned-off the remaining cum. I leaned back and swallowed it as well.
Al seemed suddenly embarrassed. He dressed quickly and headed for the front door as I rose and followed him. Before he opened it he said, " I will tell Colin you were amazing, because you were. Thank you". Then he was gone.
Characters:
Me (John): WM, 44, 6', 200, ginger, muscular, alpha Boss: Asian twink, 26, 5'6", 130, smooth/lean Don: WM, 38, 5'9", 210, nerd at bathhouse Quentin: WM Twink, 25, 5'9, 155, smooth, blond Doug: Quentin's BF, Latino, 6', 180, musc, smooth Colin: My co-worker, white, 30, 5'7", 125, skinny, smooth Al: (Colin's friend), Jewish, 5'8, 150, smooth, 6c
My Dom Asian Twink - Part 12
The rest of my day went quickly. A couple of conference calls and I was able to close my laptop by 3pm. I was surprised by how much I enjoyed sucking Al's cock earlier. When Colin had texted me, I saw it as a chore I needed to accomplish. But Al was nice-looking and well-kept in the light of day. And he has a beautiful cock - easy to suck. I sense he is shy and definitely not accustomed to being in charge, so that made it even hotter. I hoped Colin would send him back again soon. I even wondered if I could find Al's contact information on my own. Damn...I was becoming a cock hound.
My ass was still sore and I kicked-back to read on my bed. I heard a key in the door and Quentin announced his arrival. Until recently, Quent would have texted and asked to come over. And he would have rung the bell if the door was locked. But things had changed. I called, "I'm in the bedroom" and he entered a few moments later and began discarding his scrubs. "Doug is in Phoenix and I need some relief before I head to work", he said. He was naked by the time he finished talking and immediately hopped on the bed and sat on my chest. He grabbed a pillow, propped my head up, put a hand on the back of my head and shoved his beautiful cock into my mouth. I sucked it enthusiastically, swirling my tongue around his thick dick while he fucked my mouth. Quentin was in a hurry...this wasn't a social call. He grabbed the headboard and leaned forward so he could take longer strokes and get into my throat. I brought my hands up to rub his abs and gently tweak his nip, exactly the way he likes it. Quent groaned and picked up the pace. Within 30 seconds he said, "Cumming". The first couple shots hit the back of my throat and slid down my gullet. Then he yanked it out and painted my face with the rest. "Fuck that was good, John. It's nice to have a hot daddy sub on call!", Quent said as he grinned his million-dollar smile. Then he hopped up and went to the bathroom. I heard him pissing. Then he cleaned-up with a towel and hopped back into the bedroom as he pulled up his scrubs. He leaned over and wiped the cum off my face. Then he kissed me and left, locking the door behind him.
My boner was RAGING. After being face-fucked twice, I was desperate to shoot my load. Sex seemed to be the only thing on my mind since these guys began to dominate me. I realized I didn't want to jack-off, though. I wanted to get sucked. I needed someone to give ME attention. Unfortunately, none of my recent partners give a damn about my needs. And my ass was still too sore to let anyone near it after Colin's marathon session last night. So I decided to hit the bathhouse. It was late afternoon and I could get my dick sucked and bail pretty quickly.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I did not see Don, the desk guy from my previous visit, upon my arrival. It would have been awkward since he'd bent me over a bench and bred me last week before he'd let me leave the bathhouse. I had showered at home, so I got a room and immediately began cruising the public areas. There were lots of older guys that didn't interest me. Then I saw a tall, muscular black jock in one of the darker areas. He was probably 30, 6'4", 220lbs. He was lying on a bench stroking his sizeable dick with his eyes closed. I'd seen him there before. I approached and began to stroke his dick for him...he moaned appreciatively. I leaned over and sucked it a bit before I felt one of the older guys approach and start fondling my ass. My sore, recently abused ass. I yelped and scooted toward the black guy's head, rolling him toward me gently. When I touched my cock to his lips he eagerly accepted it and began to suck. I think my moan of appreciation could be heard a mile away. I needed this. I put a firm hand behind the black jock's head and began to fuck his mouth as the older guy started sucking his cock. The jock was getting stimulated from both ends and he began to suck my cock urgently, moaning with pleasure and pulling me into his throat with each thrust. The black jock reached up to tweak my nipple and I lost it, gasping and beginning to fire my load without warning. Instead of recoiling, the black jock kept the other hand on my back and pulled me into his mouth as I shot my load, sucking greedily and swallowing my cum. When I finished, he kept my cock in his mouth as he began to buck-up into the the older guy who was blowing him. The older guy backed-off and grabbed the black jock's cock to stroke it. His load was massive, hitting the older guy on the chest a couple times before he rolled onto his back and drenched himself with the remainder. He was breathing heavily and released my cock from his mouth with a smile. I patted him on his solid pec and said "thanks" before wrapping my towel around me. I made my way back to my room to get dressed and leave. When I unlocked and entered, I was momentarily taken aback by a man lying on the bench in my room stroking his meaty cock. But then I realized it was Don, the guy from the front counter, the guy from my last visit. "Hey bitch", he said. "They told me you were here so I thought I'd wait for you". I closed the door and dove onto his cock, sucking with abandon. It wasn't because I wanted him so badly. I was just afraid he'd try to fuck me like last time and my ass couldn't take any more abuse. So I sucked the fat nerd's cock like a cheap slut, moaning around his impressive boner. I stroked his nip with one hand and tickled his balls with the other. Don was so caught-up in the pleasure that any thoughts of fucking me had disappeared. He relaxed, hands behind his head while I serviced him with abandon. "Fuck...you're such a good slut. Make me fucking cum, boy", he gasped. And I did. I felt him brick-up and redoubled my efforts. He rose-up off the bench halfway when he shot the first time and took hold of my head. Then he jammed his cock impossibly far into my throat and said, "Fuck, fuck, fuck.....", pumping his load directly into my stomach. I didn't even taste it. When Don was done, he rolled back onto the bench. I backed-off and cleaned his cock thoroughly. His body wasn't attractive to me at all, but he had a great cock. And his attitude really turned me on. Don got up, slipped-on his clothes and walked out of my room. I dressed, checked-out at the desk and headed home.