Under HIS Thumb
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Chapter Nine: Under His Thumb | Movie Night
I awoke Sunday evening to the smell of dinner cooking. I was incredibly horny from being edged relentlessly and then locked away without release. I also realized just how hungry I was as the smell of something wonderful wafted into the room. I could hear Tom and Marco downstairs talking while they prepared the meal.
I made my way down to the kitchen. It had only been a few hours, but I could already feel the soreness in my muscles. I knew tomorrow at work would be even rougher.
I greeted both of them and Tom said, "You have some unfinished business to take care of," grabbing his crotch.
I noticed there were only two places set at the table, so I reasoned that I would not be joining them for dinner. At least not above the table.
Tom and Marco finished cooking and took a seat at the table. Tom snapped his fingers and pointed under the table and I crawled into position. Tom was commando in a pair of basketball shorts, Marco was wearing a jockstrap. They both looked very tasty.
My body ached, but I did my best to fish out Tom's cock. He did nothing to help me. He went on eating like I wasn't even there. Once I managed to get it out, I took him in my mouth. I spent the entire meal like this, despite my aching body. When Tom finished eating, he tapped my head and I released his cock. He combined the remaining scraps from Marco's plate onto his and placed it in a bowl on the floor for me to eat.
When I finished eating, I got up and cleaned the kitchen. When everything was put away, I found Marco and Tom naked on the couch watching a movie in the other room.
Tom looked up at me and told me to finish off Marco. I was terrified we were going to repeat the same exact scenario as before but I didn't hesitate.
I thought my ordeal earlier fulfilled my punishment, but I was beginning to wonder if I was wrong. Even though I had done well learning to control my gag reflex, it's not like anyone can fully control an involuntary reflex and vomiting when something is repeatedly shoved down their throat. This is the body's natural defense.
I got down between Marco's legs and took hold of his cock. His hand leisurely guided my head up and down. To my relief, Tom stayed seated on the couch. I worked against my sore muscles to please Marco. His moans got more frequent as I bathed his cock and balls with my throat, lips and tongue. His grip on my head tightened and held me in place as he fucked his load down my throat.
I thought maybe this wasn't punishment, it was just my place.
After I cleaned the last drippings from Marco's cock, Tom beckoned me to his lap. He instructed me to lick, suck and tease his cock for the rest of the time they watched the movie. I wasn't supposed to make him climax, just keep him aroused and hard until the credits rolled.
I followed Tom's direction, slowly teasing and sucking him for over an hour while the movie played. I took him deep and let my throat muscles work the head; I used my tongue to caress his shaft, paying special attention to the little patch of skin on the underside of his dick just below the head. I placed as much of his cock in my mouth as I could without touching it, inhaling deeply to cool the skin and then closed my mouth around his shaft and worked it with my tongue to warm it back up. I took each one of his nuts in my mouth and licked and sucked them.
Suffice to say, I was thoroughly enjoying myself. So much so, I was a little disappointed when the movie ended, other than I was in need of a drink of water. Tom had obviously enjoyed himself too, saying "Good boy" which left me beaming.
It was Sunday night, and we all had to work in the morning, but Tom was definitely incredibly horny and ready to get off. I didn't want him to fuck me. I didn't think I could take another pounding, as my ass was still reeling from having been impaled on Tom's contraption. But if I learned anything from my short time with him, what I wanted wasn't what mattered. It's what he wanted and needed that was important. I would just have to trust him.
We headed upstairs, and Tom had me douche. When I finished, he and Marco were naked on the bed making out. Nervous and sore, I joined them. Tom ordered me to lick his balls while Marco continued the edging of Tom's cock with his mouth.
Getting into position was a bit awkward. Neither men moved much to allow me access, so I had to squirm my way under Marco's body and in between Tom's sturdy legs to get at them. I laid on my back, with my arms at my side and head tilted as far back as I could to reach his hairy orbs. My nose was buried in Tom's taint as I sucked and licked on his nut sack. Then he said "switch."
Marco and I shuffled positions, and I was once again swallowing Tom's organ. When he would get too close to cuming he would say "switch." Between the movie and now, both Marco and I had been edging him for well over two hours. I was amazed that he had such control over how and when he wanted to cum, because I was definitely now trying my hardest to bring him to what would eventually be an earth-shattering climax. I selfishly wanted to be the mouth who he flooded with the copious amounts of jizz
I can't really say what it is about that man that made me so intent on pleasing him, but he had a power over me. My dick was locked away, I had been ruthlessly spit-roasted, basically tortured, strung up until my body ached, and denied orgasm through all of it. But at this moment, I didn't even care. I wanted to please Tom any way that I could. I wanted him to be proud of me. After a few turns switching back and forth between Tom's frank and his beans, he was ready to feed me my bedtime snack. And he didn't disappoint. As his balls tightened up and drew close to his body, his back arched and Tom grabbed the sides of my head with his meaty paws and began jack-hammering my head up and down on his dick. He let out a furious growl that morphed into a yell as he shot rope after rope after rope of thick creamy warm cum into my mouth. He didn't stop forcing my head up and down, so I wasn't able to swallow. My attempts to breathe ended up pushing the cum up into my nasal passage and out my nose as I choked on his huge load. Spent, Tom pushed me off him. Marco, who had been dutifully lapping at Tom's balls backed off the bed and picked me up off the floor.
He said, "Let's let the big guy get some rest" as we ushered me to the spare bedroom with his hands on my shoulder. To my surprise, he crawled into bed with me, taking the big spoon position with his strong arms wrapped around me and the scent of Tom's balls on my face as we both drifted off to sleep.
To be continued...
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