By Nate
You can't stop thinking about me. You email me. You say hi. I invite you to come over. We set a time. You wear the same clothes. An old pair of running shoes. A thick pair of socks. Your red nylon running pants. A black hoodie. You are not allowed to wash any of your clothes. Each time you put them on they become dirtier and dirtier.
You knock on my door.
"Hello David. You look awful pretty tonight."
With my left hand I grab your right wrist and pull you inside.
"I want to give you a reward for coming over to see me. Is that ok beautiful?"
You nod your head yes. And with that I rip your hoodie over your head, spin you around, put handcuffs on your wrists behind your back and push you down to your knees. I am wearing grey corduroy pants and a white tshirt. You feel the cold floor against your knees. You look ahead at my crotch. You start to focus on the outline of my dick, but before you can completely focus I put my palm on your forehead and push your head back. You are looking up at me.
"Open your mouth."
Before you can even think, you open your mouth for me. You look very attractive on your knees on the floor with your mouth open. I move my tongue around in my mouth and drop a large wad of spit into your mouth.
At first you are shocked. The spit runs around in your mouth. You try to process what happened. And as you feel my spit mix with yours, you try to come up with a word that describes the taste of my spit. Your mind is reeling, You struggle to come up with a word to describe the taste of my spit. And slowly it dawns on you. My spit tastes slightly sweet to you. My spit tastes sweet.
As soon as that idea hits the back of your brain, I grab you by the armpits and lift you to your feet. You are standing there with nothing but red running pants and shoes and socks and a completely hard dick pushing through the front of your pants.
"It's obvious that you like that sexy. From now on I think that's going to be your reward for being a good boy, ok?"
You nod. You are speechless. You are embarrassed. You are humiliated. You are slightly sweaty. You are completely turned on.
"I'll assume that's a yes pretty boy."
I laugh as I drag you by the back of your hair over to the kitchen table and push your face down to the left on my kitchen table. You can smell the wood of the table as you lean there with your ass in the air.
"You look exceptional with your ass in the air David."
It's true. You always had the prettiest ass. And now it's completely on display. I run my hand across your ass gently. I touch you in a way you've never been touched before. I take my right hand as softly make your left ass cheek jiggle.
""It's obvious that I make your dick hard sweetie. I wonder if I make your pussy wet?"
And with that reach in to your waistband in the back of your pants and slowly pull your pants down. You can feel the air hit your bare ass. You feel completely vulnerable. You feel my middle finger slowly run up the crack of your ass.
"You're a little sweaty gorgeous. Are you ready for another reward?"
You nod your head yes and arch your back for me. You realize you are completely on display. And as soon as you process that thought, you feel a large wad of spit land right smack dab on your anus. A perfect shot. It feels warm. And slowly it runs down your ass.
And it starts to feel hot as the thought runs through your head again - his spit tastes sweet. His spit tastes sweet. You start to lose control of your senses. You begin to rub your dick into my kitchen table. You can't help yourself.
"Now David, if you continue to rub your dick against the kitchen table, I'm going to have to spank your ass for being naughty."
I laugh, and pull your pants up. I pull out a chair. I sit you down straddling my left thigh. You can feel my spit inside your pants as I start to kiss you. You feel the sweetness of my spit inside of my mouth and inside your pants as you start to rub up and down my leg while we makeout all night long. You want more. You can't get enough. You are insatiable. You are completely perfect.
No one has ever treated you this way. No one has ever controlled you like this. No one has ever teased you like this. After 3 hours you leave. You have cum inside the front of your pants from your rock hard dick. You have spit in the back of your pants. You feel dirty. But you are not allowed to wash your clothes. Because being dirty is where you beling.
You know that you'll be back soon.
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