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Ritch was surprised to hear the doorbell for the playroom. He hadn't turned on the light at the door and no one said they were coming over. Hurrying downstairs so the person wouldn't leave, he opened the door to find a tall muscular black man. A hand pressed against his chest as he was walked backwards into the room. In the dim light of the play space he recognized the man as the leader of the group who had broken into the car down the street.
"Hey there, bitch. Need some cock filling those sweet holes of yours?"
The slut dropped to his knees. "Yes, Sir."
The man laughed and walked over to the couch. "Cmere, pup."
Ritch crawled over and knelt between the spread legs of the big guy.
"Take off my shoes."
Untying the first one, he loosened and slid it off the foot. He smiled seeing size 14 inside the shoe as he remembered the big dick that had filled him at both ends on their last meeting. Lifting it to his face, he buried his nose in the Nike and inhaled the strong scent. He sighed happily and took another breath before setting it down and moving to the other foot. I did the same for the second one before setting it reverently on the floor.
"You get off on that, don't you? Smelling a real man?"
"Yes, Sir. And you smell really good, Sir."
"Got something else for you to sniff. Open my pants."
Small hands reached out and popped the button before lowering the zipper on the sagging jeans. They could have been lowered without doing anything, but there was no fun in that. When the man lifted his hips, the slut pulled down, lowering them to mid thigh.
"All the way off. I want to get comfortable."
Ritch happily complied, folding them neatly and placing them on the shoes. He admired the legs of the man and the sight of him sitting in his boxers.
"Get your face in my crotch, boy."
Moving quickly, the slut shoved his nose alongside the lengthy cock and large balls. He inhaled the rich scent of the man while rubbing his face around the meaty contents. The blond felt the hidden cock growling firm. He licked at the cloth separating him from his prize.
"You like that? Can't wait to get it in your mouth again, can you?"
In response, Ritch wrapped his lips over the large head and sucked hungrily on the boxers. He could pick up a slight taste of stale piss from the cloth that only fueled his hunger.
"Oh yeah. That's what I'm talkin' about." The man sat a hand on the back of the blond head and ground the boy's face against his crotch. "Pull 'em down"
Like the shoes, the slut dutifully removed the boxer, held them to his nose and inhaled the wonderful scent of a powerful man. When he raised his eyes, he noticed the man was watching him like prey and he felt a shiver run through his body.
"Get those pretty pink lips of yours on my balls, boy."
The slut didn't need to be told twice as he moved quickly to comply. He greedily lapped at the dark sack tasting the musk and sweat that had built up during the day. It was a pleasure working on them and hearing the alpha male moan. There wasn't a spot on them the busy tongue didn't touch. His face rubbed against the thick cock and he moved it to one side or the other. As much as the slut wanted to bury it in his throat, he hadn't been given permission yet.
"Oh fuck..."
The hand was back on his head, pressing down right after his tongue had swiped under the balls. He'd gotten closer to the sweaty ass crack than he meant to. He knew some alphas didn't want a bitch to get anywhere near that spot, but this time that's exactly where he face was being pushed.
Propping one of his feet on the couch, the man gave the bitch better access. "Get that tongue down there again. Lick my ass"
Ritch followed the commands of the man using him and lapped at the hole and surrounding area.
"Fuck your good at that." His big paw held the blond hair as he guided the tongue where he wanted it. "Suck me off. I need to bust a nut before a pound your sweet ass."
The slut moved from the tasty ass to the large cock, licking the precum from the head and sliding down it until it was buried as far down his throat as it could go. He held tight and swallowed around the shaft. Only when he needed air did he pull back and begin trying to suck the load out of the man's balls.
Both hands wrapped around the back of the boy's head as the black stud began thrusting up, fucking the throat like a man on a mission. All he cared about was cumming.
Ritch moaned around the shaft, sending vibrations through it as the pounding increased. He loved being used hard like this.
With a mighty roar, the man held the boy to his crotch and emptied his balls right down the spasming throat. "Fuck..." Only after his orgasm began to ease did he lean back and let out a contented sigh. He lazily let a hand rest on the blond hair as the boy nursed on the dick for anything left he could get out of it. He watched the boy, fascinated by how he took the rough treatment so well. Remembering banging the bitch with his buds made his cock twitch in the still sucking mouth. The bitch was a real find.
Feeling a familiar post nut tingle, he tapped the boy's head. "You thirsty?" Hearing the boy moan he smiled and relaxed. "Good. You were gonna take it anyways." His stream started and the boy dutifully swallowed to take it all. His pissing cock slid back into the welcoming throat as he emptied his bladder right into the slut's stomach.
"Damn... Met some fags who beg to be hosed down, but no one takes it as good as you."
When the last of the piss had been licked from the man's cock, the slut pulled back. "Thank you, Sir. It's an honor to be used by you. I'll always drink your piss or do anything else you want of me."
"I know you will. You know your place, pup. On your knees, eagerly waiting to please men like me and my bros."
Instead of words, the boy nuzzled the Sir's cock, lapping at the dark chocolate skin and placing soft kisses on it.
"Just like a loyal puppy." As he relaxed, he thought about his conversation with the boy before leaving the last time. Reaching under the boy's arms, he pulled the small body onto his lap. The cheeks of the milky white ass spread as his semi hard cock settled between the mounds.
"Last time you took me into the bedroom and said you wanted to buy me stuff. You still want to do that, boy?" He watched the bitch carefully.
"Yes, Sir. I'd love to." Between the smile and the way the boy's cock bounced in excitement it was obvious the slut meant it.
"So that gets you off as much as worshiping my dick?"
"I can't really explain it, Sir. But yes it does." The boy watched the larger man. "It's hot if I have cash on me feeling a guy take it. I'll happily hand over what I've got if I meet someone on the street. For a Sir like you, the honor of buying you something you want is more of a rush than having my cash taken. That's why I suggested an Amazon wish list or something like that, Sir."
"You're in luck, pup. I set up a wish list." He brushed his fingers over the boy's face without realizing his own actions. "So how do we do this?"
The boy pointed towards a monitor and keyboard on a desk. "My Amazon account is logged in on that. I can bring up your list and buy you anything that's on it, Sir. Or anything else you want."
"Show me."
Ritch crawled out of the man's lap and knelt on the floor next to the desk. He waited while the black stud took the desk chair. The screen popped to life with a tap to the mouse and the boy clicked on the Amazon app. He navigated to where he needed to be and sat back. "Type in your username and I can bring up the wish list, Sir."
"You're not hacking my account are you, boy?" He laughed as the items he'd selected popped up on the screen.
"No, Sir." The boy looked at the list. There wasn't a lot of high value items on it until he reached the bottom. An Iphone, Ipad, and some other electronics were there. Picking those things first, he clicked buy as the big alpha male sat watching him. A couple more taps of the mouse and the boy was ready to confirm the purchase.
"Have 'em shipped here. Don't want no one stealing 'em when they delivered. I'll get your number so you can text me when my stuff arrives. Maybe let you suck my dick again as a reward."
"Yes, Sir." Ritch made the changes at completed the purchase.
"Fuck. I really didn't think you'd follow through. Maybe for one of the cheap things, but not the phone." He watched as the boy save the list to his favorites.
"Thank you for letting my get you those gifts, Sir."
"Welcome, boy. Gonna have to add some more to it."
"I hope you do, Sir."
"Oh, and you're gonna be paying that phone bill each month." He laughed.
The boy nearly melted at the smile he received and felt his cock surge at being told he'd be paying monthly to this man.
"You can call me Sir or Sir Dashawn. Guess if you're buying me stuff you should know my name. I'm gonna have my dick in you a lot." Grabbing the boy's hand, he dragged him back to the couch. "Get me hard. I need to be in your ass. And loose the clothes. I want you naked."
The slut practically ripped his clothes off and dropped to his knees as he wrapped his lips around the semi hard meat. He expertly sucked and licked at the shaft until it was rock hard again.
As much as Dashawn loved the mouth working him, he pushed the boy off his dick and turned him around. He spit on the pink hole a few times while rubbing the dark head of his cock through it to lube the boy. The contrast was sexy to him. As much as he loved burying his dick in the cunt of some big ass black chick, it was hot having this little white boy giving his body over for his pleasure. He pulled the boy back onto the head, marveling the warmth and tightness as he slipped inside. Slowly, so he could enjoy it, he slid his entire cock into the confines of the boy's hole. "Fuck. You were born to be wrapped around my dick."
The boy moaned his agreement.
He ran his dick in an out a few times before pulling free and laughing at the sound of the boy's disappointment.
"Straddle me and ride my cock, puppy boy."
"Yes, Sir." The boy stood and let a big gob of spit drop onto the head of the dark cock. He climbed onto the Sir's lap and grabbed the thick meat. Lining it up with his waiting hole and pressed down, retaking the head and not stopping 'til he was grinding his skin against Sir Dashawn's pubes. He flexed his internal muscles around the meat, tightening and relaxing.
"That's it, boy. Work your Sir's cock." He placed his hands under the ass cheeks and lifted the slut to the head and pushed him back down. "Take it nice and slow. I'm gonna enjoy this fuck."
The boy setup a long steady rhythm as he rode the Sir.
Dashawn clasped his hands behind his head, watching the small body rise and fall. Normally he liked to be in full control when he worked a male bitch over. Pound the hell out of them, breed them, and leave after he got what he wanted. This time it was hot to relax and let the boy do the work. Enjoy the moment of someone doing everything they could to make him feel good.
Ritch hungrily licked his lips when Dashawn's arms lifted. He eyes the armpits wondering how they'd taste. If it would be natural or marred by deodorant. He lowered his face to the left one and sniffed it. A clean, soapy scent met his nose. Extending his tongue, he tentatively ran it through the pit hoping not to offend the Sir. His efforts were met with another growl and he increased his efforts.
"Oh fuck yeah... Lick that pit, boy." He closed his eyes enjoying the sensations running through his body. "Piss drinkin', ass likin', armpit worshipin' little pig, aren't you?"
"Mmhmm." It was the only response the boy could give without pulling his mouth away from its new duties. He eventually moved to the right side to give it the same treatment.
Dashawn pushed back on the boy's shoulders as he shoved his hips up to meet the boy's ass. He placed a hand under each cheek and stood, easily lifting them both. He leaned the bitch against the wall and slammed his cock up into the tight hold. Over and over again for nearly ten minutes he pounded the boy as hard as he could, earning moans and yelps from the small package he held.
When he felt his balls churning he slowed to a near stop, giving himself time to cool down and not blow his load. Pulling the boy to his chest he looked around the room trying to decide where to fuck him next. He was pleased when the boy's arms wrapped around his neck and legs around his waist. He rested his forehead against the blonds and took a deep breath to calm himself. The sling looked tempting, but they'd used it the last time. Carrying the small bundle, he walked them to the bedroom with each step bouncing the slut on his cock. He crawled up onto the medal four post bed without ever taking his cock out of its current home.
Ritch enjoyed the look in the Sir's eyes as he was laid back on the bed. It was like being stared down by a hungry wolf about to devour his prey. He was placed on his back with his legs still wrapped around the bigger man. The thrusting into his ass was still at a slow pace but at this new angle they hit all his internal pleasure spots.
Dashawn struggled to keep his thrusts slow. As much as he wanted to tear the boy's ass to shreds, the current pace felt incredible. The muscles surrounding his cock would ripple each time he pushed in or withdrew. There were moans of pleasure he knew he was causing. This boy he was filling knew how to take cock like no one else he'd met. He couldn't help the smile as sweat dripped from his face onto the boy's. Seeing that pink tongue extend to lick up the drops was sexy as hell.
Grabbing the boy's legs Dashawn pushed them up, folding his little pup in half. He adjusted his angle as he continued to long-dick the boy. His eyes caught a glint of silver at the medal headboard when a pillow got pushed to the side; a handcuff. Shoving the pillow away on the other side he found the patching pair. He pinned the boy's arms above his head. Holding one down, he attached the cuff before doing the same to the other side. The excited smile that greeted him lit up the boy's face. He planted his arms on both sides of the boy and lowered his own face to mere inches from the blond.
Ritch looked up into the eyes above him. He was at the Sir's mercy now that he was cuffed to the bed, but that's how he wanted to be: pinned, controlled, and taken. He kept his eyes locked on Sir Dashawn's and concentrated on the muscles in his ass to give the big man the most pleasure he could. The thrusts had been teasingly slow, but felt oh so good. Another moan escaped from his throat as Sir pulled out to the tip and shoved in to his balls.
Dashawn felt his balls tightening and knew he couldn't last much longer. He'd already been fucking the boy for over an hour. Even with the women he bedded it never lasted this long before they complained about his thickness. He pulled back and picked up his speed. The moan it caused made him smile and increased his own need. Again he pulled back, this time the head of his cock popping out of the still tight hole. He kept his eyes on the boy's as he slammed back in as hard as he could. The moan was even louder and the boy's eyes rolled back in his head. He decided it was time to drive it home and tore into the slut with a full-on power fuck. He slammed over and over into the boy, growling deep in his chest as his balls slapped against the boy. It would only be a matter of seconds now before he came.
The boy gripped the bars of the headboard to brace himself against the onslaught of the Sir's fuck. The change from slow to fast had happened so quick. His entire body tingled with excitement.
Slamming his cock back in one last time he held himself as deep as possible and roared as his balls exploded their contents into the boy. The hole was spasming like crazy around him as he watched the boy cumming hands free. Fuck yeah, I caused that. He felt his cock continue to throb as he bred the boy.
Ritch struggled to keep his eyes open and focused on Sir's as he came. His own cum rained down on his face and chest, surely shooting onto the wall behind him. The warmth of Sir's cock was replaced by the heat of the load filling his hole. He held tight around the shaft not wanting any of it to leak out.
Dashawn collapsed onto the small body, his cock still embedded in the boy and throbbing as his nuts tried to expel just a little more cum. He mashed his lips down onto the boy's, sending his tongue into the receptive mouth. The kiss lasted a few minutes before he pulled back realizing what he'd done. It made no sense. He didn't kiss guys, but he leaned in for another one and was pleased with the enthusiasm it was met with. He finally started to pull out, though he could have happily stayed buried in the boy for hours.
Feeling the long, thick cock withdrawing from his hole, Ritch glanced to the side table. "Sir, would you shove that plug on the table into me? I want to keep all Sir's cum in me. And I'd be honored if Sir would allow me to suck his cock clean."
He glanced to where the boy looked as saw a black object on the table. He grasp the sex toy before he was fully out, lined it up below his cock and shoved it into the boy as he pulled out. Giving it a couple tugs, it felt like it was locked into place. Straddling the secured boy's chest, he bent his cock down into the waiting mouth as the boy dutifully cleaned him. As almost an afterthought before he pulled free, his stream of piss began to flow. He held the boy's head tight against his groin, his cock down the swallowing throat as he unleashed the full force of his piss. The boy never missed a drop.
When he arrived, Dashawn had just been looking for a quick fuck. Seeing the clock he was amazed that a couple hours had passed. He laid beside the secured boy and tried to get comfortable. "Where's the key to the cuffs?"
"Left side of the headboard, next to the outer candle, Sir. Next to my pup mask."
Retrieving the small key, he unlocked the boy, wrapped his arms around the small body, pulling it close to him. "Get some sleep, pup. I'm gonna bury my bone in you again before I go."
Sleep soon took them both as Dashawn's body protectively surrounded his boy.
To Be Contunued
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