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Taylor-Made
Carl couldn't believe he had left it so late. The school prom was only a week away and he still hadn't got a suit ordered. He had been meaning to do it for a long time but had kept putting it off. He wasn't too sure about going to the prom at all as he didn't have a girl to go with, anyway they weren't his type. Noone knew he was gay, and he thought that the sight of all the guys dressed in their best suits would send him crazy as he wouldn't be able to do anything about it. One hot weekend, Carl decided to go out and search for a suit. He rushed around all the local shops that he knew of, but they were all out of stock or didn't have enough time to make him a made-to-measure suit. He was glad that he was only wearing shorts and t-shirt as all the running around together with the hot sun made him sweaty and uncomfortable. He was even more glad that he had decided not to wear any underwear as this gave his cock and balls chance to hang loose and swing freely. With all his thoughts concentrating on where he was going to get a suit, Carl stumbled into a part of town that he didn't recognise. There were a few small shops, mainly fruit and veg, and newspaper stands, and there were even less people. At the end of the street however, Carl could make out a sign on a small building which read, 'Taylor-made suits for hire'. He walked over to investigate and stepped inside.
It was quite small with hardly any suits on display.
"Anyone here?" Carl called out, looking around .
"Hi there!" replied a voice "I'll be with you in a moment". The voice came from behind a desk, so Carl walked over to introduce himself. Once there he could see the back of a young man bending down, struggling to pick up what seemed like hundreds of buttons.
"I'm Carl" he said, "I've come to see if I can get a suit for my prom night". With that, the shopkeeper left the buttons and stood up. He turned to face Carl revealing his golden blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes. Carl figured him to be only about 23, and he felt his dick quiver with excitement. He was shorter than Carl, but was a much bigger build with a well toned body hiding beneath his clothes.
"I'm Taylor the tailor" smiled the man."Do you know you're the first person I've had all week"
"I'm not surprised" replied Carl "I found this place by accident myself. Now can you fix me up a suit ready for next week?"
"Oh certainly sir" said Taylor "I'm hardly very busy. I'll just measure you up". With that, he dropped to his knees and pulled out a tape measure. Carl could feel his breath on his dick, and felt it start to grow. He was beginning to feel embarrassed. Taylor thrust the tape into Carl's groin, pressing against his dick in the process. He now wished that he had worn underwear. Unknown to Carl, his dick was now big enough to just poke through the end of his shorts, giving Taylor a full view of the head of his wonderful cut cock.
"Oh, you're very sweaty and quite long sir"
"What do you mean!!??" said Carl
"Your leg sir. It's quite long" lied Taylor as he got up and stood behind Carl. He placed his arms around him, measuring his chest. He could feel Carl's nipples were like rocks. "I've got just the right shirt for you here sir" he said handing Carl a shirt off the stand. "Why don't you try it on?".
"Sure. Where are the changing rooms?" asked Carl
"Unfortunately we don't have any" another lie. "But I'll just give us...er,you a little privacy" replied Taylor as he went and locked the door and shut the blinds. Surely he's not making a move on me thought Carl, as he slowly removed his top. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Taylor's eyes fixed on his silky smooth skin. His dick was now solid and he knew that his shorts must be looking like a tent. He tried to keep his cool,
"So how come you turned out to be a tailor?" he asked rather nervously.
"Well sir. I like to be told what to do. You know, dominated" smiled Taylor. Carl had no response to this, except for drops of precum to leak out of his fuck stick and onto the floor. He noticed that Taylor had seen what had happened.
"Would you like me to help you with that sir?" grinned Taylor.
"Sure" smiled Carl and walked over to Taylor. Carl was shocked when Taylor began helping him into the shirt. "Hey man" snapped Carl, "who said anything about the shirt? Get down on your knees!". Carl couldn't believe he had just said that and was about to apologise when Taylor dropped to the floor.
"I'm sorry sir" said Taylor "what do you want me to do now?". This put Carl at ease, and he was feeling hornier than ever. It was his first experience and he was completely in control.
"Take your top off" Said Carl "let's see what you're hiding under there". Taylor took of his top revealing a well defined chest and firm breasts.
"Mmm, nice" smiled Carl as he leant forward and played with Taylor's nipples. "Now get out my cock, I want to shoot my juice all over you". Taylor pulled down Carl's shorts and his dick sprung up against his stomach flicking the precum over his naval. "Eat my balls you bitch" snarled Carl as he rubbed the cum over his stomach and down onto his shaft. Taylor began licking his balls and gently biting and sucking them.
"That's it you whore.Eat my ass" said Carl as he turned round and bent over. Taylor stuck his face into Carl's cheeks and licked all around his love hole. He forced his tongue inside again and again, fucking him with his face. Carl was wildly pumping his dick and moaned in ecstasy. He then quickly turned around and shoved his cock down Taylor's throat before he had a chance to realise what was happening.
"Suck it you bitch. Suck me dry!" moaned Carl who grabbed onto the back of Taylor's head and thrust his hips, fucking his face. Taylor could barely manage to hold the thick five inches in his mouth but he had no choice. He worked his way up and down the shaft biting on the head and licking the piss slit as he went. He felt Carl grip tighter on his head and he knew he was close to cumming. He licked faster and harder until Carl moaned loudly and shot his jism into his mouth. He almost choked but was saved when Carl pushed him onto his back and straddled his chest. Carl continued beating his dick covering Taylor's chest with his cum.
"Cover yourself with my juice" he said "I want you to know that you belong to me". Taylor began smearing the cum over his tits and over his face, occasionally licking his fingers. Carl turned round and sat on Taylor's face,
"Fuck me with your tongue. I want to see what you've got in here for me" said Carl as he ripped open Taylor's pants. "Is that it?" laughed Carl as he gripped Taylor's cock hard. It was actually bigger than Carl's own cock, but he knew the role he had to play. "I'm not going to let you fuck me with that little thing!" he joked as he slapped the cock hard. He was in fact afraid that he might get hurt if he tried to get Taylor's thick dick into his virgin ass. He pushed Taylor's trousers down to his ankles and licked the precum from the head.
"Who told you to cum?" snarled Carl "I'll teach you to do what you're told. Get on your hands and knees". Taylor turned over and bent his butt up into the air. SMACK! Carl whacked his hand across Taylor's cheeks who screamed out loud.
"Please sir.Please....." he moaned.SMACK!SMACK!
"That's it, beg for it you dirty whore" smiled Carl. "Now spread your ass for me". Taylor put his arms back and spread his cheeks as wide as he could. Carl shot a finger inside and worked it around gently rubbing the prostate. Then another finger, and finally a third was forced in.
"Oh you're so tight. Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Yes please sir. I want to take you inside me" groaned Taylor. Carl lifted his dick into position, and with one hand held the hole open and with the other pushed his head in. He almost came straight away as the ring of muscle clamped down on his glands.
"Is that good for you, you dirty bitch?"
"Yes, thankyou sir.Please fuck me harder" pleaded Taylor. With that, Carl pushed the full length of his shaft into the ass and both men moaned in pleasure. He increased the speed of the fuck, forcefully pounding Taylor's ass.
"Now cum for me" groaned Carl as he reached his arm around and grabbed Taylor's solid cock. Carl was fucking Taylor's ass, and Taylor was fucking Carl's hand. Carl felt his hot jism shoot out of his dick and into Taylor's welcoming hole. He moaned loudly,
"I told you to cum!" he shouted at Taylor, whose dick he was wildly beating. Taylor let out a stream of juice that splashed onto his stomach and down onto the floor.
"Lick it up you dog" snarled Carl. Taylor moved round to get his face near the cum but it was difficult with Carl still inside him. He finally made it but collapsed onto his face, smearing the cum all over his mouth and nose.
"Good boy" Carl said as he pulled his dick out and stood up. He shook the last drops of cum over Taylor's back, and then SMACK! He delivered another blow to his sore cheeks.
"You've been a good bitch today" smiled Carl as he began dressing. "Now lick up every last bit of that cum, and maybe tomorrow I'll let you fuck me". Taylor turned to face Carl and could just manage to strain a smile, he was so exhausted.
"Thankyou sir." he uttered.
"I'll be here same time tomorrow" explained Carl "I want to see that you've started on my suit, and I don't want to see a drop of cum on that floor. Now start licking!".
"At once sir" answered Taylor as he opened his mouth and began lapping up the cum. He turned just to see Carl walk out of the door, and a broad grin came across his face as he lay on the floor spreading the cum over his body. He knew it was going to be one exciting and exhausting week ahead.
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