I have had a computer for about a year and a half, and decided a few months ago that it was time to try to meet guys from the Internet. I posted an add on the New York "Cruising for Sex" Message Board. I stated that I am a 48 year old gay man in decent shape who is interested in meeting a younger guy who wants to have his dick sucked.
I received a few replies from guys that did not interest me. One was a bi guy who wanted a cross dresser to blow him. I am gay, but not interested in cross dressing, and had to turn him down. However I did receive one very interesting reply from someone whose screen name was RobStud19. I anxiously opened his e-mail.
In the subject box, it said, "SAW UR AD, IMM23." I read further. The main part of the E-mail was:
do u have a pic?
do u think i can get a
few bucks for it...
I was excited at the prospect of sucking off a 23 year old. But the part about getting a few bucks for it kind of turned me off. I do not mind paying a college kid "a few bucks for it," but if he turned out to be a New York City professional escort looking for $150 or $200 an hour, I was not interested. Don't get me wrong. I have paid young guys money to suck their cocks, but it was usually in Fort Lauderdale, where I have been able to meet street boys, or young straight or bi guys who were looking to be sucked for less money than New York escorts. Those are the kind of guys that excite me, not a buff, muscled professional boy, who turned tricks for a living. I find the young non professional types to be a big turn on for me.
I wrote back, saying that I did not have an on-line picture, and I wanted to know how much he was looking to be paid for me to suck him off. His reply came the following day:
I've only done this once
before, so how about 35...
is that cool
I wrote back saying that $35 was very cool, and we exchanged several e-mails describing each other, and he sent me a picture of himself. He was dressed in a sweatshirt and jeans sitting on a couch with his legs spread. He seemed to be an attractive young college boy with short brown hair, and an apparently lean body.
He also told me that he had a girlfriend and was bi sexual, but only was sexually interested in guys around his age. I told him that we had that in common, as I also only like guys around his age. We sent messages to each other and I gave him my phone number. He called me that night, and sounded very legit. He told me that his real name is Todd. He uses the screen name of RobStud19 to attract the younger guys.
He is a graduate student living at home with his parents on Long Island, but attending college in my Brooklyn neighborhood. He was going to be in school on that coming Tuesday afternoon. I gave him my address and he agreed to meet me at home at 7:00 PM.
I made sure to be home early from work that night, and be ready to meet Todd. I was nervous, as I don't often invite strange young guys over to suck off. I wondered if the on line pic was really him, or if he would even show up. It was 7:25 P.M. when the doorbell finally rang. I opened the door and saw a very tall thin young man wearing glasses and carrying a book bag. He was indeed a cute, young college boy, and I knew he was here to be sucked off. I was very turned on.
We sat in the living room and got to know each other. He again explained that he was bisexual, had a girlfriend, and had been paid for blow jobs only twice before. He confessed that he was late, because he was too nervous to ring my bell, and had smoked several cigarettes outside, trying to work up the courage to meet me. Todd told me that he was pleasantly surprised to find hat I was not an overweight mess, as his previous "play-for-pay" clients had been.
We talked for ten minutes or so to break the ice. I kept eyeing his face and body and wondered what he would look like without his clothes on. The idea of having this straight looking college boy strip naked, and allow me to suck him off, was a very heady trip to me. He was dressed in loose fitting jeans, and sneakers with a baggy tee shirt on. It was hard to get a really good sense of his body through his clothes. But he was definitely lean and I was looking forward to getting him naked and his hard cock down my throat.
The conversation stopped and Todd said, "It is always awkward getting these things started."
I suggested that we would be more comfortable in the bedroom and he followed me inside. I asked if he would like to watch a porno tape, and he said yes. While I was popping the tape in the VCR, Todd started to remove his clothes. He stepped out of his running shoes and opened his belt and slipped out of his jeans. Next, he pulled his tee shirt off and laid back in my bed wearing only white socks and boxer shorts, His body was not muscular, but thin and tight. I could see some definition in his abs, as he lowered himself onto the bed. His chest was hairless, and his legs had only a light dusting of light brown hair.
The tape started and Todd took his boxers off. He sat up on the bed and rested his hands behind his head, offering me a clear view of his smooth, lean, naked young body. His cock was still soft, but his appearance was so tempting that I had to help myself to a taste.
I kneeled down in front of the bed and put my face into his crotch. He smelled very clean with the faint aroma of soap and cologne. I lowered my mouth over his flaccid cock. It tasted so good as I swallowed it with his pubic hair now brushing my lips. I could smell the fresh scent of a clean young stud as I worked his soft cock with my lips and tongue. The cock began to respond to my attentions, and I could feel it expanding inside my mouth. It began to pulsate and thicken. I kept sucking the rapidly hardening flesh, and was enjoying the smooth clean taste of his cock. Some cocks have a texture and a taste that I can only describe as "creamy." Todd had one of those "creamy" tasting cocks and I was thoroughly enjoying licking, tasting, teasing and sucking his young male flesh.
His cock began to thicken and then throb in my mouth. I pulled off his now hard cock with a popping sound, and got my first look at his young aroused meat. It was bouncing against his hairless tummy like a fish out of water. The cock was silently begging to be sucked some more.
I closed my mouth again around his now thick, six inch cock and could taste a combination of sweet young boy flesh and the beginnings of pre cum seeping out of his dick head. I licked it all up and marveled at the taste. So sweet, and I let the gooey texture remain on my tongue for a couple of seconds, before licking it up. I then worked my mouth all around his thick hard cock.
I looked up from my position between his legs with my face buried in his lush brown pubic hair, and could see a thin trail of light brown hair going from his pubes into his navel. The rest of his upper body was smooth. Todd still had his wire rimmed glasses on as he viewed the porno, while I continued to suck on his hard cock. With his hard cock buried in my throat, I caressed his shaft with my right hand and I used my left hand to play with those hairs than ran between his navel and his crotch. I was getting off on feeling the texture of those pubic like hairs on an otherwise smooth flat tummy. After swirling those hairs with my fingers for a few minutes, I moved my left hand up to caress his hard stomach and feel his chest. I played with his pink little nipples until they hardened under my fingers and then worked my hand into his armpit. Again, I enjoyed playing with the dark sweaty hairs there. I was totally lost in the smells and tastes of this boy's naked young body. I was touching, licking and slurping on his smooth bod and especially on his now throbbing rock hard cock.
I was not sucking for more than five minutes when Todd started to moan.
"Ooh yeah suck me. That's it, ooh yeah, suck my cock."
And then he thrust his hips up into my face and squeezed his thighs around my head and shoulders, as he continued to moan, and thrust his cock harder into my throat.
"I'm gonna cum, I'm cumming....," he moaned as I felt the deepest thrusts yet, and his cock started to contract and pulsate in my mouth.
I could taste his sweet young cock juice filling my mouth as I swallowed down the fresh load. I kept sucking his now softening cock in my mouth until he began to giggle as he was extremely ticklish after cumming. I released his now semi hard cock from my lips and looked up at a grinning very satisfied college boy. I got up to wipe my face, and Todd asked for a towel.
After drying his body of excess cum and saliva, Todd reached for his underwear and began to get dressed. I took two twenties out of my wallet and handed them to Todd. He thanked me as he continued dressing. We went back into the living room and talked some more. I walked him back to his car, and he said that he would be in touch.
This first visit was followed by regular visits to my apartment. Todd would now get immediately naked upon entering my door. He would also remain in bed naked, after I swallowed his cum, and we would watch television together as I caressed his smooth slim young body. I would then proceed to suck a second load of cum out of him each time that he came by. I confessed to Todd that I had a fantasy of sucking off one of his young buddies alongside Todd. He admitted that he had the same fantasy, but the turn on for him would be my paying him for both cocks, while his friend would not know that I was paying Todd.
Todd told me that he had played this scam on a young guy who he had met in an AOL Long Island chat room. He told the young guy that he knew a great cock sucker, and brought him over to the first fat man that paid him for sex, and collected a double fee.
"Money turns me on," Todd confessed. I told him that young cocks turned me on, and I would be happy to pay for two young dude's cocks.
Two weeks later, Todd sent me an e-mail saying that he would be in school on Saturday afternoon, and would like to stop by my apartment, before meeting two of his college buddies for a night of drinking in the city. I responded that I would be home. He came over at about 4:00 P.M., and dropped his now usual two loads of cum down my throat. In between my blow jobs he had to call one of his buddies who was coming in from New Jersey. Todd reached into his pants and removed his phone book from his wallet. He called the friends car phone to see how much longer it would be until he arrived in Brooklyn. They would meet near his college for dinner, and then go into Manhattan to drink and try to meet women. Todd left a half hour later, and I then noticed that he had left his little phone book near the telephone.
I sent an e-mail to Todd's computer saying that I had his phone book. I was staying home for the evening and got undressed and laid down to watch television. I had fallen asleep when I was awakened by the buzzer to my apartment. I got up and asked who was there. It was Todd, who said that he had left his phone book. I put some clothes on to open the front door. I assumed that he left his college friends at the restaurant, as I didn't think that he would bring them to my place. But as I opened the front door, I saw two guys sitting on the stoop. One was a heavy set rather unattractive boy, but the other was a very hot looking young college kid. I tried not to stare, but I had to get a better look. He was wearing a backwards baseball cap, with a white T-shirt worn over faded blue jeans, and I noticed fairly new looking white basketball sneakers on his feet, with the laces undone. Todd came in the front door, while his buddies waited outside. I took one more glance at the sexy boy sitting outside, as Todd came in.
"Who did you tell them that I was?", I asked as we got in my apartment.
"I told them that you were my friend's father," Todd replied.
"Who is that cute guy?", I asked.
"You don't mean Larry?" laughed Todd, puffing out his cheeks to mimic his chubby friend.
"No. I mean the cute one in the baseball cap," I said.
"Oh, that's Russ," Todd continued. "But he is totally straight, so don't get your hopes up," Todd teased.
I gave him his address book, and wished him a good night as he rejoined his friends outside. I went back to my bedroom. I lit up a joint, and started to fantasize about Russ. I wish that I had gotten a better look at him, but I couldn't act like a total homo in front of Todd and his friends. I hadn't jerked off after sucking Todd earlier, and was very horny. I took out some hot stories that I had printed from the Nifty Archive, and jerked myself off, thinking about Todd's cock and wondering if Russ was as good looking as I thought he was. I figured that I would never find out. I shot my load, cleaned up a bit, and went to sleep.
I was once again awakened by the sound of my apartment's buzzer. I looked at my clock and saw that it was 2:30A.M. I went to the intercom to ask who was there. It was once again Todd. I wondered if he needed another blow job before going home to Long Island. I assumed that Larry and Russ had gone home and that Todd was alone.
I threw on a T-shirt and sweatpants, and opened the door. I think my mouth opened in surprise as I saw a somewhat drunk Todd standing beside an equally drunk Russ.
"Aren't you going to invite us in?", asked Todd, with a wink.
I soon regained my composure and asked the two boys to come inside. They sat down on my living room couch. I wasn't really sure what was going on, but I was looking Russ over, and decided that my initial impression was very accurate. He was a handsome young guy in his early twenties, and had an athletic body that was evident through his clothes. The baseball cap was now on facing front and pulled down covering his short hair, and almost covering his brown eyes that seemed to be looking me over, as if to see what I might try to do.
Russ was not a pretty boy type. He had a square jaw with a five o'clock shadow. When he spoke, it was softly and slowly, but he seemed to have a lot of self confidence, and a superior attitude over me. Russ was just kind of smirking while looking me over, which made me feel uncomfortable, but I was also feeling turned on by his close presence. Todd then began to talk.
He explained that their other friend Larry, had driven home, while he and Russ continued drinking in the city. He also explained that Russ had started asking him questions about me, and Todd had admitted that I was not his buddy's father, but actually a cool dude to chill with.
Russ then looked me right in the eye, with that little half smile, and said
"Todd tells me that you really like to hang out with guys our age."
I nodded in agreement, but did not want to admit too much, as I did not know exactly what Todd had told him about me. I didn't know if Todd had mentioned the money aspect of our relationship, or if he intended to pocket Russ' fee as well as his own.
I looked quizzically toward Todd. Todd smiled and said.
"Relax dude. Russ is cool. He knows the deal."
Todd continued to explain that in the bar they were drinking in, things did not look too promising in the chick department, and Russ had asked him if he knew anybody who gives good head. Both guys had grins on their faces, as I listened silently. Todd continued.
"That's what he started asking questions about who you are, dude."
This sounded like my fantasy might come true. I now looked to Russ, who started to talk to me.
"I had a feeling you were a fruit. I saw you checking me out earlier, when we came over to pick up Todd's phone book. I had you pegged, dude."
My face turned red in embarrassment, but Russ kept looking at me in that superior way of his. He just started laughing at me, as he told me that he has known about cock suckers since he was in high school. He said that there was an "old faggot" in his neighborhood who would give Russ and his buddies money, booze, pot and porno mags in exchange for letting the "old fag" blow them. He went on to say that the old queer was a total cock pig, and him and his buddies liked to tease the old faggot, and fuck around with his head as a "goof."
Russ also admitted that he had a kind of a sadistic side to him, especially after a few beers, and had found it kind of "fun" to mess with the old faggot, back when he was in high school. He then smiled a big smile and looked at me.
"Here's the deal faggot. You pay me, and I tell you exactly what to do. You will be my slave. And I may, only may, let you suck my cock. Got it, dude?"
I was still red faced, and very embarrassed to be spoken to in this tone of voice, from a punk college kid. I was also embarrassed to have Todd see this, as he had always treated me with respect. But I kept staring at Russ, and thinking that he was the typical straight boy with the kind of attitude, that I always lust over, and think about when I jerk off. And so I nodded my head, yes.
That was not good enough for Russ. He barked out at me.
"I asked you a question. And I expect an answer. We will try once more. FAGGOT- I AM IN CHARGE-GOT IT NOW-ANSWER ME NOW FAGGOT!"
I bowed my head down in submission, and answered.
"Yes, sir. I understand sir."
Russ let out a full smile and addressed me again.
"Todd told me that he has a part time job with you. Or should I say a part time blow job. And he told me that you are a real pig for his cock. You swallow his spunk. Don't you, you disgusting old faggot?"
Russ then looked over to Todd and started to laugh out loud. Todd also burst out laughing, as his college age buddy continued to mock me.
Russ then turned his attention back to me. He looked at me and suddenly grabbed his crotch. He smiled and asked me, in a very sarcastic way,
"Do you want to give me a job too? Huh, What are you staring at?"
I tried to avoid looking at him squeezing his dick through his jeans, when Russ suddenly stood up and walked over to me, still sitting on the chair. His crotch was practically in my face when he asked,
"So Mr. Faggot. Are you ready to give me my job now? My blow job?"
I said yes, and asked if he wanted to go in the bedroom with me. He remained silent for a few moments, and then backed off, and looked me in the eye and replied,
"Look mister. I am not a fag, and I don't go into bedrooms with queers. If you want to suck my cock and pay me for it, just drop down to your knees."
I realized that this would not be the kind of scene that I was used to with Todd. Him running around apartment nude, while I sucked him off in my bed. But I also realized that Todd was bisexual, and had met me by cruising the Internet for gay guys, while Russ had accidentally discovered me, after an unsuccessful night of chasing pussy. He was just looking for some cash and maybe a blow job.
I have a very submissive side of me, when it comes to straight young guys, and I got up off my chair, and kneeled down in front of where Russ was sitting. Russ grinned triumphantly, as he turned toward Todd. Todd looked a bit embarrassed, but said nothing and just watched. I thought to myself that Todd was probably as attracted to Russ as I was, and he wanted to watch his handsome young straight buddy get his cock sucked.
From my position on the floor, I reached up to unbuckle Russ's belt. He slapped my hands away and said...
"Not so fast, faggot. You are going to pay me for this, right? "
"Yes, of course," I said.
"Now faggot. Pay me right now."
I got up and walked into my bedroom and took the cash out of my wallet. I re entered the living room and began to walk over to the couch where Russ was sitting when he looked up at me and shouted...
"Stop right there faggot. Didn't I tell you to be on your knees?".
"But, you asked me for the money first," I said with a confused expression on my face.
"You listen to me faggot. Get down on your knees and crawl over to here, if you want a chance at getting this," he told me as he again grabbed the bulge in his jeans.
I obeyed and dropped to my knees. He looked over at Todd and grinned. He then spoke to Todd...
"This faggot is hungry. Let's play with him for a while, okay?"
Todd looked down at me on my knees in front of his straight college drinking buddy. He seemed to have a look of disgust on his face, at how queer I was acting, for a chance at Russ' cock in my mouth. He turned back to Russ and said...
"I don't give a fuck what you do with the cock sucker."
Russ now knew that he could have his fun with me.
"Watch this," Russ said to Todd, with his now ever present smirk. Russ looked down at me on my knees on the other side of the room. He looked directly at me and said,
"Put the money between your teeth, and bring it to me like a dog."
Russ began to laugh, and Todd laughed along nervously.
I obeyed and put the cash in my mouth and crawled over on my knees towards my new master, when again I heard his voice.
"Halt."
I stopped, and still on my knees was now only a few feet from the seated boys. I looked up to the handsome, somewhat drunk college boy for my next command.
"Are you going to be a good faggot doggy? Russ asked me in a very condescending voice.
"Yes, sir," I replied.
"I like the sir part," Russ answered, "but I don't want to hear you talk. Doggies don't talk, not even pathetic old faggot doggies like you," he concluded.
"Do you know what doggies do?", he asked me as if I was very stupid.
"They bark faggot. That's what doggies do. Let me ask you again, faggot. Are you going to be a good faggot dog? Answer me like the faggot bitch you are."
I liked being on my knees, taking orders from this straight handsome young stud, and I decided not to resist him. I lowered my eyes to the ground, and let out a weak, "woof, woof."
Russ had the smirk on his face as he looked at me and shook his head in disappointment.
"That's not good enough. Bark like you really want this bone," he snickered, as he again grabbed his dick.
"Woof! Woof! I yelped, trying to mimic an excited dog.
Russ laughed out loud, and reached over to slap hands with Todd. Russ was really getting off on my degradation, and to tell the truth, I was very excited by this turn of events as well. Russ told me to now bring him his money. I brought my mouth real close to Russ, offering him his payment, for treating me this way. My mouth was at crotch level of Russ and I looked waiting for further instructions. My eyes locked with his, and I saw a bemused smile cross his face, as he saw the pleading look in my eyes. He was really enjoying humiliating a cock hungry faggot, who is older than his own father. Russ enjoyed being in control of an adult male. Now he was the boss or teacher or any authority figure who had ever told Russ what he had to do. Now, he was telling me what to do, and I would crawl and humiliate myself in front of him and Todd.
Russ finally spoke to me...
"Put the money right here," he said still grinning, pointing to his crotch.
I moved my face in closer, and I could detect the aroma of the young man's balls through his jeans. I opened my mouth and dropped the cash on his mound. I however kept my face right there and pushed my nose into the bulge, and lightly bit through the cloth of his jeans to try to get a taste or feel of his cock in my mouth. I was enjoying myself when I was snapped out of my worship by a sharp slap to the side of my face. I jumped back, reaching to soothe my face when I heard him say...
"Get away faggot."
He really seemed pissed and the playful grin was off his face.
"I didn't tell you to queer my dick faggot. Apologize or I'm leaving right now with your fucking money."
He scooped up the bills from the front of his pants and quickly slipped them in his pocket. I was shocked by the slap and the threat of his leaving with my money. I felt that this had all ready gone too far. I began to stand up in front of Russ to tell him that the game was over. But Russ stopped me by saying...
"Listen faggot. I have your mother fucking money. If you stand up, I swear I am out the fucking door. So if you want me to stay, you get down on the floor and show me you are sorry."
I did not want him to leave, and so I looked down to the ground in shame but obeyed him. I kneeled down and looked up to survey the situation. Todd was sitting alongside Russ, watching silently, but intently. I then looked to Russ. He had calmed down, and the smirk was back on his face, as he addressed me...
"You have to apologize for trying to queer my dick. Remember. I am not a faggot. You are. Since you are a dog, and cannot speak, I want my dog to lick my foot, to say that he is sorry."
I had been involved in one or two foot fetish scenes before. But this time, it was a straight young friend of Todd's, and not some gay man role playing with me. This was the real deal. But before I could react to Russ' command, he had still more humiliation to dish out to me. Again, the long stare from the eyes just showing under the brim of his baseball cap, and then the evil smile.
"One more thing, bitch!"
I looked up at Russ.
"If you are a dog, why are you wearing clothes? Dogs run around naked. Only people wear clothes. And you are a fucking dog!"
I looked up in shock. I was not prepared to strip off my clothes in front of these two fully dressed college boys. I work out in the gym a few times a week, but I did not want to expose my older man body to these two young studs. I am not in top shape, and was too embarrassed to expose myself this way. But again, Russ took control of the situation, as he commanded me...
"I am going to count to ten. If you are not naked down to your cock and balls by ten, I walk out and do not return. But if you obey, I may let you suck my dick. Not definite, but maybe. The choice is yours cock sucker. One...two...three..."
I quickly decided that if I had gone this far, I might as well go all the way. I pulled my T-shirt over my head, and slid my sweatpants down and quickly off my feet, as Russ counted.
"seven...eight...very good. The faggot is naked."
And then he looked down at me and started to laugh. He saw that my cock was hard. He pointed this out to Todd...
"Enjoying yourself faggot? Let me see what an old faggot looks like playing with his little dick. Go ahead queer. Beat your pathetic little meat for me. Now!"
This was even more embarrassing. To be totally naked and now having to jerk off in front of two young men, but once again, I obeyed. My right hand reached down and began to stroke my hard six inch cock. As I started to build up a good rhythm and my breathing got heavier, Russ spoke...
"Did you forget faggot? You were going to kiss my feet".
He then lowered his right sneaker into my face and pushed the top of his shoe into my mouth. He looked down at my naked form on the floor and said...
"Lick it."
My tongue licked across the fairly new and clean surface of his white high top basketball shoe. It seemed like a big foot to me, maybe size twelve or thirteen. Then he ordered...
"Open my lace with your teeth."
I worked the knot for four or five minutes as he kept commenting to Todd what a pathetic, foot licking faggot I really was. I was only able to open about half of the lace when he finally reached down and pulled the shoe off of his foot. I could smell the musky scent of his sweaty sock, when he lowered that sock covered foot right into my mouth.
"That's right pig," he told me. "Clean my sock with your mouth."
I licked as he jammed the toe down my throat. He removed his smelly sock from my mouth and told me...
"Now remove my sock, with your teeth. Obey me, if you want a chance at this...," as he again grabbed at the sizable bulge in his jeans.
I could not help myself, and was still very aroused at being in this humiliating position. I would occasionally stroke my cock, but kept stopping before cumming. I enjoyed working my mouth to the top of his sock. I carefully pulled one section after another of his sock down with my teeth. As I was crawling around naked on the floor, trying to lower his sweat sock, I was jolted by his flat palm taking a good whack at my naked ass. He laughed...
"Kind of flabby old ass, faggot," he said as he reached down and quickly gave me two more hard slaps. It stung a bit, but my cock remained hard. Russ noticed my cock twitching, and said...
"Keep jerking off faggot. While you pull my sock off, jerk your boy loving, queer little cock."
I could taste the salty sweat off of his lower leg, and some of the curly black hairs from his leg were in my mouth. I kept working on lowering the sock, as I was enjoying the contact of his skin and of having his foot in my mouth.
The sock got stuck as it approached his ankle and he again laughed at me and told me to move over, as he removed the sock and flung it in my face.
"Breathe my sock in your nose, dog. Now put the sock in your mouth and keep beating off."
I rolled over onto my back, naked on my living room floor, with his dirty sock in my mouth, jerking off, aware that Todd was watching me the whole time.
Russ now stood up over my masturbating body, and told me...
"Spit out the sock faggot."
I obediently removed the sock from my mouth.
"You want something to suck on faggot? Well, suck this..."
I was hoping he would open his fly and feed me his cock, but instead he lowered his bare foot into my mouth. I could see the black curly hairs forming on his big toe and all along his toes. The foot was big and very veiny, with pieces of white cotton stuck from his sweaty sock to his bare foot. He put his big toe up to my lips and commanded...
"Let's see your sucking technique. Suck my big toe, like you want to suck my big dick, faggot."
I brought his big toe up to my lips and felt the toe nail with my teeth. It tasted sweaty and I could smell a somewhat funky aroma coming from his foot, but I loved it. I sucked the toe into my mouth and used my tongue on it like it was a miniature cock.
"Yeah you foot licking homo faggot. Get into that toe and keep jerking your cock".
I continued sucking the now clean toe while jerking off. I was about to cum, but did not know where Russ wanted me to shoot my load. I just jerking and my cock throbbed in mid air.
"Don't stop jerking it dude, unless you want to get kicked in the nuts," Russ told me.
He was now standing above me, and rubbed his shoe covered left foot against my balls. I did not want to be hurt, but he grinned and just rubbed my low hanging nuts with his sneaker. The stimulation put me over the edge, as sucked harder on his bare right toe. I began to moan and muttered...
"Oh I'm gonna cum. oh oh. I can't stop. I'm gonna shoot. Oh Oh!!!"
And a huge blast of cum came shooting out of my cock onto my naked stomach and another shot reached my right nipple. Russ quickly jumped back, out of the line of fire, but my next spurt shot up in the air and landed on Russ' right sneaker. My cock was dripping with my final shots of cum. I opened my eyes and saw Russ staring down at my sweaty cum covered naked body. He spoke again, in his commanding voice...
"You came on my shoe, faggot. Lick it up."
I sat up and darted my tongue out to lick up my cum and clean off his sneaker. He looked satisfied that I had sufficiently licked him clean, when he said...
"That's enough for now, faggot. Come on Todd. Let's get out of here. Enough of this faggot shit for me."
I was still recovering from my intense orgasm, as I sat up and said,
"But, I never got to suck your cock!"
"Too bad, queer," Todd replied with his smirk.
"Be satisfied that you got to suck my naked toe"
I started to protest that I had paid to suck his cock, when he bent over and leaned right up to my face.
"Them's the breaks faggot. But you got off good. look at that disgusting shit you shot out. But how about a good night kiss?"
I looked puzzled, as I looked right into Russ' face right above mine. I could smell his masculine body scent and feel his breathe next to my mouth. I could see the whiskers on his face up close as his mouth opened. He then hocked up a wad of phlegm and used his tongue to fling a white messy gob of spit right on my face, covering my nose and lips with some going directly in my mouth.
I lay there naked, stunned and humiliated. Russ was now putting his sneaker and still wet sweat sock back on. He then got up, ignored me and told Todd...
"Let's go."
And they both walked out the door, without another word being spoken. I heard my front door slam closed, and I stuck my tongue out and gathered some of Russ' lingering spit from my upper lip and swallowed it. My cock started to twitch and bounce and get hard again, just minutes after I shot an incredible load.
I thought to myself, as I fisted my cock again, that tonight turned out to be an incredibly hot night. I decided that if I got the opportunity, I would like another chance with Russ. Maybe, if I paid him more money, he would let me suck his cock.
As I laid back naked on my living room floor, I thought about sucking his cock and I used my finger to scoop up another wad of his spit off of my cheek. I opened my mouth and fed myself little tastes of his sloppy spit, wondering if his cum would taste similar. I soon shot my third load of the evening, as I jerked off to the taste of straight boy spit and the lingering taste of his dirty sock and his big toe that fucked my face. I really wanted a taste of his cock, and his cum.
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