This is an erotic fiction story about gay men and boys with emphasis on muscle worship and domination. There is consensual and nonconsensual sex between characters in this story. If this is not your thing or you are under legal age of consent, please stop now.
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Worthy of Worship
Chapter 6
Over Confidence
"Thank you master for correcting me" Randy blubbered through his tears.
"Stop that sniveling" Wade growled at him. "Three more to go, boy. And I want to hear you beg me for them. Go ahead. Let me hear it."
"Please, master" Randy murmured. "Please. It hurts."
"I said there are three more to go, and you will beg for them, or I'll add some more. Do it!" Wade demanded.
"Yes, master" Randy whimpered.
"Please master; I beg you to give me three more."
"Okay, baby. That's better" Wade said, his voice softening. "Now tell me again why you are being punished. Tell me why you want three more swats of the belt."
"I'm sorry, master. I fucked up again. I'm really sorry master. I didn't mean too." Randy whispered.
"I think, little slave boy, this punishment is going to keep you from getting a swelled head again. A good spanking will remind you of your place.
"Yeeooh" Randy yelped as Wade, without warning, laid on another blow with the belt. Randy mumbled something.
"Speak up so I can hear you" Wade demanded.
"Thank you, master for correcting me" Randy said.
"That's eight" Wade said.
This all started when Randy had called his master at exactly 7:15 PM Friday to give him the report on his daily workout, just as he did every Monday through Friday. It had now been five weeks since Wade first found him in the park and changed his life. Wade had shown him a new world of dominance and submission that he did not even know existed. Randy had been overwhelmed by Wade's spectacularly muscled body and gorgeous face and dominating personality and had learned that worshiping Wade was the most exciting thing that ever happened in his young life. Wade was so spectacularly beautiful that even looking at him made Randy gasp with admiration and reverence. Wade was a demigod that deserved nothing less than total worship and adoration and Randy was more than willing to provide it. Wade was like no other man Randy had ever seen, or even imagined, and he found that serving Wade was the most fulfilling thing that he had ever experienced.
It had now been three weeks since he had last seen Wade and that had been an incredible experience, worshiping Wade and being fucked by him. Randy remembered not so much the pain, but the exhilaration of getting Wade's enormous cock up his ass. But he also remembered over and over the vision of looking up at that supernatural creature above him holding his legs upon his shoulders; his sweaty muscles gleaming and his sweat dripping down, and the power and the joy he felt as his master's cock was rammed in and out of his ass. The thrill was so intense that the pain simply enhanced the incredible excitement of the experience.
The excitement of knowing he was going to see Wade again was almost more than he could handle, and as soon as he hung up the phone, he shot his load halfway across his bedroom. He was ordered to visit Wade at 6:00 P.M. on Saturday.
Randy arrived on his bike at about a quarter to six and rode it to the side of the house. Checking to see that no one was about, he pulled off his shorts and wife beater, and got into the tight wrestler's singlet he brought along that was about two sizes too small for him. Wade had told him to look sexy, and he knew he had outdone himself. The singlet was pure white nylon and almost invisible. Not only that, but Randy had gotten it damp so every pore of his skin was on display. It was so obscene that Randy did not dare wear it in public for fear of causing a riot and when he tried it on at home by himself in front of the mirror it made him almost crazy with lust. He was so gorgeous and sexy that he knew he was irresistible, and he just knew that Wade was going to drool all over when he saw him looking like this.
But what it really showed were his growing muscles. Following Wade's directions, his workouts had been phenomenal the past few weeks and his muscles never looked so good. He had worked out just before bicycling over today and was really pumped. He knew he looked fantastic. The tight singlet looked like it was glued to his round shapely pecs, his rippling abs, and his fully hard cock, and he looked truly sensational. He was still not quite sixteen, but he looked better than most eighteen-year-old bodybuilders.
He couldn't wait for Wade to see him; seeing how muscled and sexy he looked. He knew Wade was going to be impressed.
At exactly 6:00 PM Randy rang the doorbell and as ordered, entered the house. As he entered the living room, he saw Wade sitting on the sofa and just like always, gasped in amazement at how spectacular he looked. Each time he saw Wade, it was like a new experience because without actually seeing him in person, he kept forgetting how perfect Wade really was. He really was a god among men.
Wade looked relaxed sitting there wearing only some kind of tight black biker shorts, his whole body was covered with a sheen of sweat, and his bulging muscles were truly astonishing. He had obviously just finished working out because, even in repose, his muscles were pumped and his definition was almost beyond belief.
Randy slowly walked over, hoping Wade would notice how good he looked, and got on his knees. He kissed each of Wade's feet, put his forehead on the floor, and waited as he had been instructed.
Wade felt a hot flash shoot through his body all the way down to his cock, which began to grow. He was amazed at the size of the muscles showing on this young kid, and the outfit he was wearing made him look spectacularly obscene. The white, super tight singlet was the most suggestive and indecent outfit Wade had ever seen. The kid looked good enough to eat and Wade got an instant hard-on. Just seeing the kid made him want to jump on and fuck him.
As Randy kissed his feet, Wade took a couple deep breaths and tried to calm down. Yes, he wanted to stick his cock up that ass right now, but he needed to hold back. He had plenty of time, so he needed to stay calm so he could enjoy multiple pleasures with this kid. He could get a hot fuck at any time, and he wanted to enjoy the pleasure of a gradual buildup to that fuck.
Wade reached forward and pulled Randy's head from the floor, so he was sitting on his heels. "You are looking pretty damn good baby. I really like what I see." Wade put his hands on both of Randy's round shoulders feeling the hard muscles, and then moved them down to the well-defined biceps.
"Thank you, master" Randy said with a huge grin on his face. He was thrilled that Wade was noticing how terrific he looked.
"Show me those biceps baby" Wade directed, and while still on his knees Randy did a double bicep pose. Wade was amazed that this kid had made significant progress in just a few weeks.
"Yeah, baby. You're looking real-fine, and that singlet you are wearing is probably the most perverted thing I have ever seen anyone wear, and I love it. You've got to be the sexiest guy in the state. How on earth did you get over here wearing that?"
"Thank you, master," Randy answered excitedly. "Actually, I changed into this in your driveway. I was afraid to wear it out in public, but I knew I looked terrific in it, and I wanted you to see how sexy I looked."
"Your body is looking great, so those workout routines I gave you are really working."
"Yes master. I've been working really hard and everybody's telling me how much progress I've been making. My coach and everyone on the wrestling team have told me how great I look and how strong I have become."
"Yeah, I'm turning you into a real muscle stud, baby" Wade said. "You're making me proud."
"Thank you, master" Randy answered. "Can I pose for you now? I've been working on them and can't wait for you to see how I look."
"I said, you're making me proud baby. Are you happy you're making me proud?"
"Oh yes, master" Randy gushed with pleasure. "But let me show you." He stood up and performed the front double bicep pose and held it. "What do you think?" he asked as he crunched his arms. "What do you think" he repeated as he crunched the biceps even more.
That's when he noticed Wade was frowning. "I think you're forgetting your place, Randy. I asked you if you were happy for making me proud."
This was not going quite as Randy had planned, but he was so excited that he didn't react to Wade's comment. Instead, he moved to the front lat spread.
"Please master" he said. "Let me go through these new poses and show you how terrific my body is looking. I assure you; you will be proud."
Wade stood up suddenly, and putting his hand in Randy's face, pushed him hard knocking him over backwards on his butt. Randy sprawled on his back with a startled look on his face.
"Just who do you think you are?" Wade reached down and grabbed him by the hair and pulled him up as he leaned down so their faces were only inches apart. "Did you forget that I am your master? Did you forget how a slave is supposed to act? Let me tell you little boy, you are not here to be admired. You are here to satisfy me, and nothing else." He gave Randy's head a shake.
"Ow, master. Yes, master. Please, master, I know that" Randy yelled. He was now sitting on his butt, with Wade pulling on his hair. He was really shocked at Wade's reaction and was getting afraid. Wade was enormously muscled and powerful and could probably break him in half without a thought. In recent weeks he had only remembered how much he loved being with Wade, but he had forgotten that Wade's temper was something to be feared.
"What are you here for, slave boy?" Wade demanded, giving Randy's hair a jerk.
"Ow, master. I'm here to satisfy you, master" he answered.
"And what are you?"
"I'm your slave, master."
"And how does a slave treat his master?"
"A slave worships his master, ahh .... master"
"A slave does not think about himself, he only thinks of his master" Wade said and jerked Randy's hair again. "You are here to think of nothing but how to please me."
"Yes, master. I'm sorry, master." Randy was humiliated as it sunk in that he had screwed up.
"You are here for me to use, to use in any way I wish. Making yourself pretty is for my benefit, not yours. Now, you kiss my feet and apologize."
Randy's scalp hurt, but he scrambled around, got back on his knees and kissed each of Wade's feet.
"Forgive me, master. I'm really sorry."
Wade sat back down on the sofa and just looked at Randy for a moment.
"Say it again" he ordered.
Randy, very carefully and reverently kissed Wade's feet again. "Master, I'm sorry. Please forgive me" he said.
"Go into my workout room and get the wide black belt that is hanging on the wall near the bench" Wade directed. "Get it and bring it here to me." Randy started to get up, but Wade interrupted. "Don't stand up. Right now, you don't deserve to stand in my house. Crawl in there and get it." Randy went on hands and knees to the workout room and got the belt and crawled back.
"Kiss it and give it to me" Wade commanded. Randy obeyed, kissed the belt and handed it to Wade. He knew what was coming and was getting nervous. He had never been spanked in his life, but it looked like Wade was going to give it to him now.
"I am going to help you remember who the master is here and who is the slave" Wade said. "Do you need to be reminded?"
"Oh no master" Randy answered. "Please master, I'm sorry. I know I am your slave."
"Well, it seems that you forgot. A little punishment will help you remember your place. Now take off that obscene singlet and bend over my knees. Let me see that ass."
"Yes, master" Randy whimpered as he moved to comply. With some difficulty he pealed the tight singlet down off his chest, to his waist, and then pulled it down over his muscular thighs and off completely. Putting it aside, he bent over Wade's lap. Wade rubbed his hand over the tight little ass, squeezing and pinching it.
"How much punishment do you need boy?" Wade asked. "What do you deserve for forgetting that I am your master?" Randy was ready to accept the punishment, but he only wished he had behaved better.
"I don't know master, but I'm really sorry" Randy said with his head dangling down to the floor. "Master, I've never been spanked before."
"Well listen to me slave boy" Wade said. "You are going to be spanked now for forgetting your place. And, I'm going to spank you because I'm your master and you are my slave. In fact, I'm going to enjoy spanking your tight little butt." He gave Randy a slap on the ass. "Is that alright with you slave boy? Do you want me to enjoy spanking you?"
"Yes, master" Randy whimpered. "If you must. I'm really sorry master, but I want what you want. But I promise to never again forget that I am your slave."
"Okay baby. Let's start" Wade said. "I'm going to give you ten strokes of the belt. You will thank me after each one. Ready?"
"Yes, master" Randy answered.
Wham! Wade swung the heavy belt onto Randy's ass. Randy jerked up and yelped aloud. It hurt more than he expected.
"You will say: thank you master for correcting me" Wade ordered.
"Thank you master for correcting me" Randy mumbled.
Wade hit him again, perhaps not quite as hard. Randy was prepared this time and let out only the slightest yelp. However, it hurt, and this was only the second swat.
As Randy gave the required response, Wade smiled brightly. God, he loved doing this. Turning a pretty young boy into his slave and then punishing him was an incredible turn on. Force fucking them was great but spanking them and making them thank him for it gave him an unbelievable feeling of power. Controlling another human being like this was the ultimate of experiences, almost sexual. Punishing a slave as a build up to an eventual fuck was absolutely exhilarating. And the best thing about it was that he knew that Randy was probably going to enjoy it as much as he was.
After eight swats, Randy was really feeling it. He knew Wade was not using his full strength, but it still hurt, and he was now sobbing softly. He made no attempt to get away, or to ask Wade to stop because he knew he deserved it.
Whack! Whack! Wade gave the last two swats one after another in quick succession.
"We're done slave boy. Say it one more time."
"Thank...you...master" Randy stuttered through his sobs. "Thank you for correcting me." Randy got on his knees and grasped Wade's leg and started kissing his thigh over and over.
"I'm so sorry master" he sobbed softly. "I'm so, so sorry." He rubbed his face back and forth against Wade's thigh and then continued to kiss again and again.
After a moment, Wade gently took hold of Randy's head in both hands and pulled him up off his thigh and bending forward, give him a deep kiss.
"Good boy" he whispered. "Good boy." Randy was sobbing softly, as much from the humiliation as the pain, but he melted at the touch of Wade's lips and the sound of his voice.
"Oh, thank you, master" Randy said as Wade let go of his head and set back on the sofa. Randy immediately bent down and started kissing Wade's feet, showing his servility.
Wade watched him kiss his feet for a couple minutes before he spoke. "Use some tongue, baby." Randy immediately started licking and kissing and slobbering all over Wade's feet, and as taught previously, rubbing his nose and face in the spit as he went. All he wanted now was to devour his master with his kisses. He was sorry Wade had to punish him and he knew it was his stupidity that caused it, so right now, he hoped for forgiveness and was willing to do whatever it took to get back in Wade's good graces.
"Slow down, boy. Relax" Wade said as Randy kissed his feet with a frenzy. "Just suck on the toes for a bit." Randy tried to calm down and obey Wade by sucking his toes. He moved from one toe to another and gently sucked them, as his heartbeat slowed, and he began to calm down.
Then he jerked as he felt Wade's hands on this sore ass.
Wade could actually feel the heat coming off the ass as he massaged it gently. And he began to feel heat in his crotch as he thought of fucking this hot ass. As one hand rubbed Randy's ass, Wade's other hand groped his own crotch and rubbed his cock. Oh, yeah, he was getting hot.
"Pull my shorts down baby" Wade directed. Randy stopped sucking Wade's toes and reached up and grasped the tight shorts. As Wade lifted slightly, Randy pulled the shorts down and off. Wade's ten-inch cock popped up like a jumping jack, almost fully hard now.
Wade grabbed Randy's head and pulled him into his crotch, and Randy kissed lovingly. Then, with no warning or preparation at all, Wade pushed his cock into his mouth and all the way down so his nose was jammed into his crotch. Wade let out a groan of pleasure. Randy was not really prepared for this sudden penetration, but he forced himself not to gag. Wade just held him there. Randy wanted to choke and desperately wanted to breathe, but he also wanted to give Wade the pleasure he deserved, so he held on as long as he could. After only a few seconds, Wade pulled his head back completely off his cock. Randy gasped for breath and coughed a couple times.
Wade gave him just a moment to catch his breath, and grabbing his hair in both hands, started to fuck his face. Starting slowly, he pulled Randy's face all the way into his crotch, and then jerked his hips up hard to jam his crotch into his face and his full ten inches into his throat. He then pulled almost all the way off and did it again, pulling the face down, ramming his cock up. The feeling was fabulous.
He looked down at his enormous cock jammed into Randy's pretty face and grunted in pleasure. The tears were streaming down Randy's face, and both hands were on Wade's thighs holding on for dear life. He was obviously struggling to breathe and trying to keep from choking as the monster cock rammed in and out of his mouth.
"Oh yeah," Wade said. "Fucking your face, baby. Fucking you good." Wade suddenly stopped with his cock jammed fully into Randy's throat, and holding his head tight, rammed his cock in hard. One...Two...Three...Four...Five times, sending his cock to the root in Randy's face. His whole being was delirious with pleasure.
He pulled Randy off for a moment, giving him a chance to breathe, and then really went at it. Holding himself still, he started jerking Randy's face up and down on his rod and after only thirty or forty seconds he started to shoot. He held Randy's face steady as he fired his first couple shots into his throat. Then, knowing Randy could not take any more, he pulled out, and the last few shots went up on his chest and stomach.
Randy just lay there panting and gasping as his frenzied heartbeat began to slow. Wade lay his head back and relaxed as he began to come down from the sexual high. Neither he nor Randy moved.
Finally Wade pulled Randy's head up.
"Oh yeah baby. That was good" he crooned. "Your master loved that baby. You make my cock feel so fuckin good." He leaned down and gave Randy a peck on the lips. "Tell me how good it was for you baby. Tell me you loved having my cock in your throat." Smiling and looking into Randy's eyes from only inches away, he gave him a light kiss on his nose. "Tell me baby."
"Yes master" Randy croaked. "It was good." Even with a sore throat, Randy could only look up lovingly at his master. Wade had never looked so beautiful as he did right now with the big smile on his gorgeous face, and Randy felt enormous pleasure stream through his body while looking at him.
"Good little slave boy" Wade said as he patted Randy on the cheek. "Now lick this cum off me baby. Show your master how much you love his cum." Randy dutifully licked Wade's chest, licking up the cum, and then moved down and licked back and forth over the rippling abs.
Pulling Randy even higher Wade gave him a big hug, holding him tight. "Yeah baby, you make me real proud" he said as he gave Randy a kiss on his neck. Then pulling Randy's head back, he gave him a deep kiss, sticking his tongue in and showing his total control of the boy. Putting one hand behind the boy's head as he continued to kiss him, he reached down and gently grabbed his ass with the other hand, tenderly massaging it as Randy groaned from both the pain and the pleasure.
Wade pulled back a bit and looked directly into Randy's eyes. "Yeah, my beautiful slave boy. You are now my number one boy, and we are going to see a lot of each other from now on. Is that what my slave boy wants? Does he want to see more of his master?"
"Oh yes master. Please, yes" Randy croaked through his sore throat as he stared into that incredibly beautiful face. God, he loved this man. He loved him so much that it hurt.
Wade pushed Randy back off the sofa, so he was again on his knees in front of him. "So, Randy, do you know your place now? Do you know you are my slave?"
"Oh yes master. I'm your slave and you are my god."
"Good boy" Wade chuckled. "I think you have learned your lesson. Why are you here slave boy?"
"I'm here to worship you master." Randy looked up with worshipful eyes. "I'm here to serve you in any way I can master."
"Give my cock a kiss baby. Show me how much you love me and my cock. A big wet kiss."
Randy leaned forward and took the head of Wade's cock in his mouth, slobbered on it for a second, and then gave a loud smacking kiss as he pulled away.
"Way to go baby" Wade laughed. "My cock really loves you."
"Thank you, master" Randy said.
"Okay, now. Let's get down to business. Show me what you've got."
This was the signal that Randy had been waiting for from the moment he arrived. Now a sore ass and a sore throat later, and with much deference to his master, he got up and stood in front of Wade. Still naked, he first went into the double bicep pose and held it for a moment. Then to the front lat spread, forcing the breath out to show his rippling abs. He ignored the pain in his ass as he continued to the side chest pose, and then to the back-double bicep. Wade did not say a word as Randy went through all seven compulsory poses.
When he finished, he just stood and looked over at Wade sitting on the sofa. Wade got up and stepped up to him, put one hand on his head and one on his ass, and pulled him in close so their two growing cocks were rubbing together, and gave him another long, deep, powerful kiss. Randy let out a gasp as Wade released his head.
"My beautiful little slave boy. You are simply superb." Wade could hardly believe how spectacular this boy really looked. He had never been so turned on by a boy before. But turned on he was. This young boy was truly gorgeous. Even Wade could not remember looking this good when he was fifteen years old.
Randy was so excited he could hardly stand it. This was what he wanted. He had not thought of anything else for the past 24 hours, except this event: showing off his body to his master. And, just as he hoped, Wade loved his body and was very, very impressed.
"Lick me baby. Lick my big pecs" Wade said as he pulled Randy's face into his muscular chest. "Worship your master's body with your mouth slave boy." Wade moved both hands down to Randy's ass and gently massaged both cheeks while Randy licked his muscular chest.
"Other side boy" Wade said after a while and Randy started worshiping Wade's right pec, while Wade continued rubbing his ass.
Finally letting go of Randy's ass, Wade put his left hand behind his head, making his big round bicep bulge, and showing his armpit. With his other hand he took Randy by the hair and pulled his face up to his pit.
"I just finished working out a while ago baby" he said. "Got this pit all sweaty and ready for you. Get your face in there and show your master how you can worship."
The smell of Wade's sweaty armpit was like an aphrodisiac to Randy. He was totally turned on and started by rubbing his face all over Wade's pit, getting his face covered with sweat. Then he got busy licking and sucking. He wanted this so bad. Worshiping and loving this demigod was beyond his wildest dreams. Being allowed to lick the sweat from Wade's arm pit was incredibly exciting, and his cock was now hot and ready. He went with pleasure when Wade pulled him to the other armpit. All his wet dreams in recent weeks had been exactly this: licking the sweat from Wade's stupendous body.
"Okay little muscle boy" Wade said as he finally pulled away. "Your master is going to fuck that hot little ass of yours." Taking hold of Randy's hand, he pulled it up to his mouth and spit into it.
"You're gonna get yourself ready and put on a show for me baby" he said as he sat back on the sofa. "Take that saliva and rub it on your ass baby. Get that ass nice and wet for me." Randy stood up and reaching back, rubbed the spit on his ass crack.
"Get some more spit baby" Wade ordered. "And stick your finger in your hole. Turn around and let me see that bright red ass." Randy spit on his hand and started to stick his middle finger into his ass.
"More spit baby" Wade said. "And get that finger all the way in there and move it around. Make it look sexy for me baby. I like seeing those sexy muscles squirming around." Randy was not sure how to look sexy, but as he got more spit on his hand and stuck his finger up his ass, he tried to wiggle has body and flex his muscles a little. He knew Wade was enjoying watching his muscles ripple as he twisted and turned about in front of him. He was also trying very hard to get his finger in his ass hole without touching his sore cheeks.
"Two fingers baby" Wade ordered as he enjoyed Randy's little show. "Get some more saliva, and I want to see two fingers fucking in and out of that hole." Randy finally got two fingers moving in and out of his asshole, and even though his red striped ass still hurt, he was turned on by doing this in front of Wade. His cock was hard.
"Good show, baby" Wade said finally. "Now get your mouth on my cock and get me hard." Randy got on his knees and took Wade's cock in his mouth and started sucking. Wade was already hard and ready, so Randy didn't have to do much.
Wade reached over Randy's back with both hands and gave him a slap on both ass cheeks, not hard, but enough to sting. Randy let out a muffled yelp, his mouth still full of cock.
Wade grabbed him by the thighs and pulled him up on his lap.
"Okay, climb on slave boy" Wade ordered. "You gonna do the work this time baby. Reach around and grab my cock and aim it towards that hot little hole of yours." Randy had never done this before, and was not sure how, but he followed Wade's instructions and grabbed the enormous cock and pulled it straight up under his ass. Wade had slid down slightly and opened his legs wide so there was easy access.
"Okay slave boy. You're going to sit on your master's cock. Real slow and easy baby, but let it in." Randy had the cock head touching his ass crack, and started to ease down, but it was painful so he stopped and pulled up. Wade immediately grabbed him by the waist, and pushed his cock up hard, and his cockhead popped into Randy's ass.
"Yeaow" Randy yelped as Wade's cock entered his ass.
"Don't move slave boy" Wade said. "Hold still and the pain will ease up." Randy held still for a couple minutes, and the pain did subside.
"Okay, baby, make it happen" Wade said. "Slide that ass down on my cock." Randy started to move but it was painful, and he was starting to sweat. Wade still had hold of his waist holding him down.
"Okay my slave boy" Wade said after a couple minutes. "Start fucking. A little in and a little out. Get that ass working on your master's cock. Make it feel good for me." Randy started moving slowly up and down, maybe an inch each time, and although the pain was still there it was becoming bearable.
"Deeper baby" Wade ordered. "Deeper. Let my big cock fill your hot ass. Feels good baby. Keep it up." Wade spread his legs even wider so Randy's ass could go even further down on his cock. At Wade's urging Randy continued pushing harder and harder on the enormous cock that was being forced up his ass. Finally, he felt he could go no further, and stopped to get his breath.
"You're in baby" Wade said smiling. "My big cock is all the way up your ass and it's loving it. Now you tell me you love having my cock in your ass. I want to hear it. Tell me."
Ignoring the pain completely, Randy concentrated on the pleasure. The pleasure of being fucked by a god. A muscle god, his master. "Yes, master, I love you. I love you fucking me."
He opened his eyes again and gazed at Wade's gorgeous body and started moving all the way up and all the way down on the massive cock. He was really getting into it now, and he wanted to make Wade feel good. He was doing this for his master, and he concentrated on that and nothing else. Finally, he was really fucking, moving his whole body up and down on the enormous cock. He raised up all the way to the cockhead, and then slid down to bang his ass on Wade's crotch. It was beginning to feel good, and he was thrilled at the idea that Wade must be loving it.
"Oh yeah, baby" Wade said. "You're doin real good. You're making my cock feel wonderful. Now speed it up a little. Bob the cute little ass up and down on my cock." Randy started bouncing up and down now, and there was no pain at all, only pleasure. He was getting excited now and his own cock was hard and dripping and flopping up and down with each bounce on Wade's cock.
Always before when Wade had had his slave's fuck themselves on his cock, he had eventually thrown them down, taken control, and fucked the bejesus out of them. However, Randy's ass was so tight, and the feeling on his cock was so exquisite, that he was going to see if Randy could take him all the way to the ejaculation.
Grabbing Randy by the waist, Wade began to help and encourage him to fuck himself on the big cock. He got him moving a little faster, and on each down swing, he pushed up with his cock into the boy's tight hole. Both the man and the boy were now breathing hard and sweating like crazy.
Suddenly Randy began to shoot, surprising both himself and Wade as his first shot landed on Wade's forehead. Wade redoubled his efforts, pulling Randy up and down and ramming his cock into the tight ass, while Randy's cock kept on shooting all ever his chest.
Then Wade finally started to cum. Grabbing Randy by the shoulders and holding him tight, and forcing his cock as far in as possible, Wade let fly. As he came, with each cum shot he rammed his cock up into the ass, literally throwing Randy up in the air with each thrust.
When he finally stopped, he pulled Randy's body down to him, chest to chest, and cheek to cheek. Randy just lay there with his chin on Wade's shoulder without moving.
It was several minutes before either of them even moved.
Randy's scalp still stung, his ass ached, and his throat hurt. However, it was all completely secondary and almost insignificant compared to receiving the approval of his master. All he wanted to know was that he had satisfied his master, and looking into the smiling face of this gorgeous demigod, he knew that he had.
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