This is a fictional story about sex between two college guys. If you like it, be sure to let me know at ng.ben9@gmail.com. I welcome any feedback.
Yes Master! Part 2
I followed Dan to his apartment. He was walking quickly, adjusting his obvious hard cock on the way. I just realized I have cum twice but he hasn't cum at all; he didn't seem to mind though. We reached his home in a few minutes; indeed he lived close. It was a regular college guy studio, just one room and a bathroom. The good thing was we had privacy. No roommate to worry about.
"So, what are we doing now?" I asked as I looked around, checking out his room.
"Please fuck me hard!" When my eyes went back to Dan, he was already bent over, pants down and his hole exposed. What a slut!
I went closer and examined his hole. It looked stretched; a hole that has obviously been used before. Yet, how could I refuse? My cock was hard instantly and I wasted no time. My cock was deep in his ass in record time, and it was smooth sailing. We both moaned in ecstasy. I wasn't sure if he lubed himself; I was too hot to care. I just started fucking him hard. Having cum twice already, I didn't feel the urge to cum quickly. However, his ass was so hot and tight it made me super horny. I haven't fucked for a while then, because I was busy with the college admission stuff. The unexpectedness of all this made me so hot. I had imagined the first day to be boring, with me not knowing anyone, but boy was I wrong!
As I continued to fuck him, he started talking dirty. "Slap my ass, Ben!" Slap. "Ah! Harder!" SLAP. "More!" SLAP, SLAP. His ass was all red by then. I wasn't into that stuff, but hey, if he asked me to slap his ass, I wasn't going to refuse. Every time I slapped his ass, he moaned erotically. Did he love pain? Weird.
"Please, fuck me harder!" I was already fucking him pretty hard, but sure, I aimed to please. I pounded him harder, sweating all over now.
"Harder! Faster!" Damn, what a slut! I gave him all I got. I was a bit tired from the previous blowjobs, so I wasn't fucking him as hard as I could, but still, I haven't seen anyone like him before. I've had girls begging me not to fuck them so hard, but this guy wanted it rough.
I was reaching my physical limit as I was ramming him. I was breathing hard and sweating like a pig. I gave him a few more thrusts then slammed into him, shooting my third load of the day into his waiting ass. Then I just collapsed on him and all but passed out. He waited till I finished cumming and my cock was soft before turning sideways and rolled me off. I was exhausted and just wanted to sleep. He bent down and sucked every drop of cum out of my cock. I felt so drained.
I drifted in and out of sleep. I felt something on my body, but I was too tired to care. When I woke up, I found myself completely naked on his bed. In the heat of the moment, we did not strip fully when we fucked, so how did I end up naked? Dan was wiping my body with a warm, wet washcloth. He was tracing the outline of every muscle on my body.
"You are awake now? Are you comfortable?" He looked at me lovingly.
"Yeah... what are you doing?"
"Oh, I just wanted to make you comfortable, and I wanted to admire your beautiful body. I've only seen your cock, not the rest of you."
"Do you like what you see?"
"You are a fucking stud, Ben. I worship your body."
"Thanks, I guess. I play football and I work out a lot, so, yeah."
"I can see..." He seductively ran his fingers through my pecs and tickled my nipples, then slowly descended to my six packs. He reached my happy trial then followed it down to my pubes and stopped at the root of my cock. I could feel my cock stirring again.
"And this," He flicked my cock head. "This little monster here can't get enough. I've made you cum three times now and it's still responding to my touch."
That just made me rock hard. We both watched as my cock rose from its flaccid state to fully hard in a matter of seconds. He kept staring at it, just like he had in the restroom. He was fascinated.
"This fuck tool is so thick! I love it! I couldn't take my eyes off it!"
"I know! You creeped me out!"
"Sorry, I couldn't help it. Whenever I see a nice cock I'm mesmerized."
"So, what should we do about it now?"
"I want to suck you off, slowly." I had no problem with that. "You just relax, sexy."
He kneeled between my legs and went to town. This time, there was no rush. He licked and slurped all around my cock head and up and down my shaft. He kept teasing me, running his tongue all the way from the root to the tip. Sometimes he would take one of my balls in his mouth and jiggle it around, which drove me crazy. Then his tongue would go between my balls and my hole and probe that sensitive spot. He even went further down and circled my hole, giving me a playful jab in the hole. I wasn't a big fan of that, but he wasn't pushing it. He quickly came back up and started all over, from the tip.
I was writhing on his bed, moaning in pleasure. No one ever spent so much time teasing me. You know how it was in high school; guys just wanted to get off quickly. This guy was different. He was an artist, a pro. He was still toying with me, never really sucked me yet, and I was already leaking like crazy. He ran his tongue around my cock head, making quick circles. I was so hard. I just wanted to ram my cock in his mouth, but I knew he had better ideas. I was enjoying it so much, even though the teasing was agony. I knew the final orgasm was going to be awesome.
He looked at my face, which must be in agony now, and he smiled. He opened his mouth and ever so slowly engulfed my cock head. I could feel his hot breath on my cock even before he touched me. It took everything for me not to shove my cock in. When my cock head was finally surrounded by his hot mouth, I felt like cumming right then. My body started shaking and my cock was throbbing. Seeing this, he immediately backed off and he squeezed my cock at the base. The throbbing stopped and my cum went back down. He looked satisfied. His mouth engulfed my cock head again, and this time he slowly went down my shaft. Warmness surrounded me. I watched as my cock slowly disappeared into his mouth, until the entire seven inch was in. He has swallowed me whole.
He looked at me to see my reaction. I was in heaven. He smiled and went back up, then slowly descended all the way again. Oh, it was torture, blissful torture. When he saw me getting close again, he backed off and squeezed me hard at the base again. Just like that, he kept edging me. And edging me. I have lost count of how many times he did that, I just knew I was going crazy if I didn't cum shortly. My insides were boiling, waiting to explode. Every time he forced my cum back down, it came back stronger and stronger until it was a mind blowing explosion of epic proportions.
Dan knew very well what's going on. He was a master, in control of my every response. When he saw that he couldn't edge me anymore, he just went all the way down and waited for my explosion. My whole body was shaking as I pumped a powerful load into his mouth. I was convulsing, toes curling, my upper body bending up in the intense contractions. I grabbed his head and kept moaning so loudly as I shot uncontrollably in him. It was totally mind blowing.
When he was done with me, I was so out. I couldn't be that tired after football practice, or after a vigorous gym session. He has drained every drop from my balls and I felt all strength zapped from me. I just passed out on his bed, again. When I came to, I was still on his bed, naked. He was still admiring my body, running his fingers all over my muscles.
"Hey, Ben, how are you feeling?"
"That was totally mind blowing, Dan! I came so hard!"
"Yes, I saw that! It was impressive!"
"You are one hell of a cocksucker!"
"Thanks. It's the one thing I do best."
"You can suck me anytime, Dan!"
"I'm glad to be of service!"
He looked at me again, with a gentle and loving look, like I was his cub. Meanwhile he was rubbing my stomach in circles. It's a bit weird, I tell you, but he's the best cocksucker I knew, so I went along.
"Master, are you completely satisfied, or do you want more?"
Master? What the hell? He looked at me in admiration, awaiting my response. He was serious.
"I'm done for the day, Dan. I've cum four times and the last one really took me out. It was awesome, thanks!"
"I'm glad Master is happy with my service. When will Master require my service again?"
"Er... I guess... on Wednesday? We can do it in the restroom, like before."
"Yes, Master!"
He helped me get dressed, as if he was really my servant. Then he walked me to the door and opened it for me.
"Goodbye, Master. I'll see you on Wednesday!"
"Wait, you haven't cum yet, are you sure?"
"I'm so glad Master cares about me, but I won't cum unless Master let me." He winked at me and waved goodbye. I waved back and started walking away. He stood at the door watching me, smiling, until I turned a corner and disappeared.
What was that about? I've never had anyone calling me "Master" and treating me that way, but it felt good, I tell you. I felt like a king. He serviced me, made me cum four times in a day, and he didn't need me to reciprocate. Strange. College was full of weird people, and yet, I couldn't suppress a smile on my face as I walked home. This semester was going to be fun!
To be continued...
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