This story is fiction, a figment of my warped imagination. Should the
characters in this story even remotely bare similarities to any real person,
living or dead, it was purely accidental and any such similarities are strictly
coincidences.
This story deals with mature subject matter and involves intimate gay sex. If
it is illegal for you to read such material, due to your age or location, then
please don't. If you are offended by acts of homosexuality between consenting
and non-consenting adults, then Do Not Read this story.
The author does not necessarily condone or subscribe to the behavior discussed
in this story. It was written strictly as a form of entertainment and acts
described should not be attempted by anyone that does not know what the hell
they are doing.
Story codes: M/M/Anal/Oral/Bond/NC/Hum
This story (c) by Rob 2001, all rights reserved.
Comments to: robolder@excite.com or elder@fetchmail.com
Road to Slavery, Road to Life
By Rob
Chapter 22
The Celebration
John, Erin, David and I spent the evening in my apartment celebrating my signing
of the contract.
We had a bit of a mini orgy. We fucked in the whirlpool, we sucked in the
shower, we 69'd in the living room and we fell asleep in each other's arms on
the bed in the bedroom. It was four tired, fucked out young guys that awoke at
4:30 am.
John had two enema tables in his apartment so we all headed there for the
cleaning. We got in the shower first, soaped up and had a hell of a lot of fun
shaving each other. After drying off, David and I jumped up on the enema tables
while John and Erin administered. Then we switched places.
Once the enema's were over with we all jumped in the whirlpool and ...... you
guessed it fucked again.
By 6:30 we were all spic and span clean, dressed in the day dress, which was the
standard slave dress around here. The four of us walked out into the hallway
and silently made our way to the dining hall.
While David was the First Chef of the mansion, he didn't do all of the cooking,
he had 4 other cooks to which he delegated responsibilities. This morning he
had breakfast with us.
We talked about the celebration tonight. I wanted to know what the Master meant
when he said I would be the main entertainment.
John said he figured we would all be sucking cock and getting fucked up the ass,
that was the normal entertainment we provided at these parties. He had a big
smile on his face while relating this. I assumed then that John was looking
forward to this party.
I wasn't so sure I was. Hell I didn't want to be sucking some strangers cock
while he was having dinner. Nor did I want some stranger porking me. Then I
remembered that I no longer had a say in the matter, my body belonged to the
Master. I would do whatever pleased the Master. If he wanted me to suck cock
at the party then I would suck cock.
William arrived home at noon. At 1 o'clock I was summoned from my work in the
mansion laundry to his apartment. I arrived about 10 minutes past the hour. He
was waiting for me in the foyer. That obscene condom was still hanging from
Crystal Mickey's huge cock.
"How have you been Rob," he said coming forward and placing his arms around me,
giving me a big hug as I stepped off the elevator.
"Oh man how I missed you." he whispered.
"Fine William and you?" I said, returning the hug.
"Not too bad but the trip was very tiring. Had an awful lot of business to do.
Didn't get many breaks." he answered.
"And you," he went on, "you won the fucking Dick Dance title. I couldn't
believe it when dad called. Shit he was one happy man."
"Yea, he was one happy man and I sweated off a ton of pride." I said a little
sarcastically.
"Then you went and finished that report. You can not know how important that
report was Rob. You saved us one hell of a lot of money. We would have
survived and been ok, but it would have hurt. Gotta tell you dad was a little
bit more than pleased, believe me."
"Ya I know. He rewarded me by taking me back to that fucking Golden Goose place
and made me do the fucking Dick Dance again."
"That's my pa," he giggled. "Always gives out great rewards to his star
slaves."
"The best reward William was when he asked me to sign a contract. He treated
me with a great deal of respect and made me feel important. No one has every
treated me the way he does. I had to sign William, I could never go back to my
old life after this. I have lived more in the past two weeks than I have in the
whole other 23 years of my existence."
"I am glad you are happy Rob," he said very softly.
"And very, very happy that you decided to stay."
He reached for me again, our lips met. Our mouths opened and our tongues
embraced. Our kiss was long, loving, welcoming, passionate. My cock rose in
it's pouch, while I could feel William's pressing to get out of his trousers.
Our hands began the urgent task of stripping clothes from each other while our
lips remained locked. Clothes were flying all over the foyer. My pouch ended
up around Mickey's head. At the same time we were making our way towards the
bed room door.
By the time we got to the door and had it opened, we were naked. We never made
it to the bed. We sank to the floor and continued to kiss while our hands
explored every nook and cranny of our young, muscular bodies.
At some point the deep, desperate need to wrap our lips around the sweet, soft,
velvety meat of the other overcame the need to continue the kiss. We
reluctantly drew our lips apart and quickly made our way to the other's pleasure
stick.
I began to lick William's dick the moment my tongue was close enough. He
moaned, and then his tongue flicked across the purple, throbbing head of mine.
Williams dick had a wonderful texture and taste. I couldn't get enough of it.
His scent filled my nostrils adding to the physical stimulation getting me more
and more excited.
William now had my balls in his mouth and a finger up my ass pussy. My whole
being was on fire with pure animal lust. I moved my head down and began to lick
around his pink rose bud. The moment my tongue touched it, he took an
involuntary intake of breath. Which cause my balls to go deep into his throat.
I felt him gag a bit as he quickly pulled back.
My hand was now wanking his dick while my tongue was wanking his ass, or should
I say his ass was wanking my tongue.
We were both riding a true, natural high and getting higher by the second. I
had returned to his cock and was busy deep throating. My breathing had become
big gasps, which I managed on the out stroke of William's cock.
I had finally reached my crescendo, William's cock was deep in my throat so my
squeal of delight was, shall we say a bit muffled. However that muffle was put
to very good use as it created a huge vibration all around the big, purple head
of William's cock. The vibrations were enough to send him over the edge and
his hot seed started squirting into my guts.
As he pulled out he spasmed again filling my mouth with his sweet cream of life.
I luxuriated in his taste. Swallowing this wonderful, "elixir of Willie."
When our balls had finally emptied we both fell back spent. I lay there for a
while gasping for air, trying to get my breathing under control. I could hear
William doing the same.
When my breathing finally settled back close to normal I moved myself around so
our heads met and we kissed.
I don't know how long we lay on the floor, arms wrapped around each other.
Feeling the warmth of our bodies shift back and forth. My eyes were closed and
I semi dozed. I never wanted this to end. I was madly, deeply in love, with
the son of my Master.
We both finally stirred and kissed again. I looked deep into his eyes.
"Welcome home William." I said.
We got up and went into the bathroom to shower. Half an hour later we were
sitting in William's kitchen drinking coffee.
We Talked about PC and internet security for about an hour. William had an
appointment to see his father, so I went back to the laundry.
The dinner was scheduled for 7 PM. No leather this time. We each were to wear
a white see through muscle shirt and a white jock to hide our modesty.
Another stupid outfit. However I had to admit that John and Erin looked so
sexy my cock stood right to attention and saluted when they arrived to pick me
up.
I don't think I am ever going to be comfortable walking around the halls of that
mansion almost naked. The three of us were striding, silently, side by side.
I was in the middle and my boner was pointing the way. The pouch of the jock
was tented and stretched away from my crotch leaving very little material to
hold my nut sac.
With every other step, one or the other of my nuts would slip out. I would push
it back in then the other would pop out. I kept sneaking glances out of the
corner of my eye to see if John or Erin noticed. I don't know why I was feeling
so self-conscious with them. After all the things we had done together I knew
their bodies better than they did and they mine.
We didn't enter the dining room from the hall as we had the other night. They
took me by another route and we entered what looked like another hallway that
ran parallel to the hallway we had just left. It was much wider and there were
a lot of servers going about their business.
I assumed this was the marshaling area for the dining room prepatory to serving
the guests. It turned out that this large hallway surrounded the dinning room
on three sides was indeed was the marshaling area. Doorways led from here to
the kitchen, to pantries, linen closets, wine cellars, etc., everything handy to
the servers.
John then told me what we were going to do to entertain the guests. As he
explained it I got more and more flustered.
It would seem that we were each going to be on the top of a pedestal. I would
be on the central pedestal at the back of the room, right over the main
entrance. John would be on the left wall and Erin on the right. Music would
play and we would be required to dance until the coffee was served.
It was my job to set the pace and tone of the dance at all times. When the
music changed I would have to change the dance. John and Erin would follow my
lead.
Oh, yes. Just in case you hadn't figured it out for yourself I was required to
make the dance as erotic as I possibly could. At some point, preferably while
desert was being served, I was to do a strip tease and toss my jock and muscle
shirt to the guests. Again, John and Erin would follow suit.
Well now, not the dick dance, but I was thinking that maybe it would have been
preferable.
John showed me the way to climb up to my pedestal. I was to wait until the
music started, let it play for about 10 or 20 seconds then make my entrance. He
and Erin would be watching and come in at just the right moment.
At the very mention that I was going to be the centre of attention, my fucking
dick throbbed harder. It had soaked the jock with precum, there was so much, it
was oozing through the jock and dripping down.
John noticed.
"Hey that's great Rob, they will love it. Man you are going to really be a
hit out there."
"Yeah, well I'll tell you, at moments like these I'd like to be the hit alright,
hit by a Mac Truck then get locked in a mental ward for being stupid enough to
stand in front of it." I answered sarcastically.
John and Erin just giggled.
I made my way up the little circular stair case. At the very top was a black
curtain. I edged it back just a crack so I could see out. Big mistake. It
scared me so badly I almost pissed myself.
The Master was at the head of the table facing back. He would have a perfect
view of me at all times. His guests were all sitting on the left or the right.
No one sat at the bottom end.
William was sitting on his father's right, Henry on the left. There were 20
other guests, 10 sitting on each side. They all had a good view of me, just by
turning their head right or left. However without turning around they could
only see John or Erin, depending on which side of the table they were sitting.
They were busy eating the shrimp cocktail, talking and drinking wine. I had the
shakes and my dick was throbbing worse than ever. I put my hand down and got it
soaking wet. Without thinking I grabbed the black curtain and wiped my hand.
Then realizing what I had done I got all upset that someone would find the slime
and know what I had done.
The music began, but it wasn't what I had expected at all. It was a very slow,
sensual, sexy piece. Damn, damn, damn double damn. I was going to have to
make love to myself, that's the kind of music it was.
Well the 20 seconds had long past and I had to get out there. I pulled the
curtain aside and slowly, in what I thought was a sensual move made my way out
onto the pedestal. It was about six foot in diameter, so as long as I kept my
whit's about me I shouldn't fall off.
I moved to the centre of the pedestal and let my body start to sway to the
music. It actually became very easy to do, it was that kind of a tune. I had
been doing this for about 2 minutes or so before John and Erin finally made an
appearance. They just fell right in with what I was doing. As I watched them
I thought, oh man, I'll bet there are some hard, throbbing cocks around that
table. It was a terribly erotic sight to see, my cock was throbbing harder
and oozing more goop. It was still seeping through the jock, twisting in lazy
circles on it's way to the floor, as I swayed to the music.
Finally the music changed, but didn't. It was the same, but different. Shit I
don't know how to describe it. However the difference was that this tune was
at least a hundred times more sexy then the one before.
I found my hands sliding up and down my body in time with the tempo. I rubbed
my balls gently, they squished from all the precum they were sitting in. My
hands were covered in it, but I paid no attention. I was rubbing the goop all
over myself.
The music had invaded my senses. My body swayed to it's exotic rhythm, my hands
exploring all parts of my body, turning me on more. The room didn't exist any
more, it was just me, my body and the music.
It was like almost like being with William again, as we had been this afternoon.
Our bodies melded into one, our tongues exploring, our hands caressing, rubbing,
touching, feeling. Lost in a world of our own.
At one point I opened my eyes and noticed that no one at the table was eating.
They were all watching me. Even John and Erin were not really doing much but
watching me.
Fuck'em, I was in the throes of lust, the music was doing something to me that I
couldn't control. I felt it, inside me like a cock, thrusting deep into my
very being. Pulling out and thrusting in again. Each thrust taking me to a
world I have never seen before.
A world full of the most wondrous colours, of peace, of harmony, of love, of
pure pleasure. The harsh outer world no longer existed. Just the wonderful
thrusting of the music.
It all came to a thunderous, crashing end when I let out a scream of lust and
pure animal pleasure and blew my load in my jock. Well the first shot that is.
My dick popped out of the jock and was shooting long ropes of cum far out and
over the edge of the pedestal.
All eyes were on me, mouths fell open in awe. John and Erin stopped dancing
and just stared. I was so full of the music I couldn't stop. The music was
still thrusting deep into my soul and with each thrust I would squirt out
another load. But one set of balls can only hold so much juice and mine finally
ran dry. However they chose just the right moment to do it because the music
came to an end right after my last squirt.
I dropped to the floor exhausted. The room erupted in a thunderous applause.
I raised my weary head to see everyone at the table standing and applauding,
including the Master. John and Erin were also applauding.
I felt a wonderful peace settle over me. It engulfed me in its warmth, cradled
me, sang me a lullaby. I was a child, rocking in the arms of it's loving
mother. I closed my eyes and fell fast asleep.
When I awoke, the music of, "When I Fall in Love", was playing. John and Erin
were dancing a slow sensual dance. It looked like the diners were just
finishing the main course.
Then it dawned on me. Oh shit, I had fallen asleep and I was the main
entertainment. I was in big, big trouble. The Master was going to be
absolutely livid.
Well there was nothing I could do about it now. When the next tune came on I
would start dancing again and do my very best. I knew I was in for punishment,
I just prayed it didn't mean the loss of my new apartment.
The main course plates were being cleared away when the tune finished. John and
Erin went down on their knees. I took this as my cue to rejoin the party and
waited for the next tune to start.
The desert plates were brought to the table. Each guest received his desert at
the same time. I knew the music would start shortly and that I would have to do
a strip tease. Just the thought of having to get up and strip in front of all
these strangers caused my dick to start rising.
I tried to get my mind onto other things but it just did no good. That
treacherous little bastard between my legs rose right up and started waving to
the guests through the cum saturated jock.
Then a typical strip tune began. I rose to my feet slowly, my arms up above my
head. I made a number of dance moves being very careful not to step in my own
slop. It wouldn't take much to slip and fall and it was a very long way to the
floor.
After we had been into the tune for a while I began lifting and lowering the
bottom of my shirt. It really didn't make much difference as far as I was
concerned. The thing was skin tight and see through, but the guests seemed to
be enjoying it.
Eventually I had worked one arm out of one sleeve. The shirt was just about
half off. It draped from shoulder left to waist right. Then I began lifting
the right side up and worked my arm slowly out of the sleeve.
It was now just around my neck, hiding my black collar. I grasped it and pulled
up with one move and it was off. I twirled it around in time to the music.
Over my head, to the sides, rubbed it against my now raging hard on and balls.
Then I gave it a heave, not aiming anywhere in particular. The guests nearly
killed themselves scrambling for it. John and Erin followed suit, with their
shirts, shortly there after.
The next part was to remove the jock. The damned thing was a sodden mess. It
was held on by a Velcro fastener attached to each of the three straps. The one
at the bottom of the V came up the asscrack. There was a strap on each side of
the top of the V. All three straps met in the back and just pressed together.
The strap that went under the legs and up the asscrack was the outer most strap.
As I dance I placed my hand behind my back quickly and pulled it loose of the
other two.
As I danced around this strap finally worked it's way down my asscrack and
dropped down. This released my balls which also dropped. The were a gooey
mess. Cum and precum started dripping from them right away. The guests went
wild.
I took hold of the bottom strap and lifted it teasingly as I danced around.
Just flashing my schlong, they loved it. It seemed to me that the music was
probably going to end soon so I had better get on with the finally unavailing.
I put both hands behind my back and separated the two straps. I brought them
forward slowly, under control, not letting the pouch drop. They were not going
to see my throbbing, dripping love stick until I was ready to let them.
The music seemed to be reaching for a crescendo so I finally pulled the jock
away. My dick bobbed and waved and spit long thin streams of silver precum.
There were gasps of ahhh and oooh and ooooo, from the guests.
I danced around some more swinging that sopping jock around. Every once in a
while I could see bits of cum go flying off. It was quite funny and I giggled
to myself. The music was going to end, I don't know how I knew, I just knew. I
let the jock go sailing out over the table.
Well if they nearly killed themselves trying to get my shirt, they came even
closer for the jock. Plates and glasses went flying as they fell over the table
reaching, pulling, punching and pushing. I small guy, sitting not too far from
William finally got it and crammed it into his mouth as fast as he could. Then
clamped his mouth closed. Are these fucking guys weird or what, I thought.
John caught my eye and signaled that it was time to go down. He didn't have to
tell me twice. I was off that pedestal like a shot.
Down in the marshaling hall John and Erin came to get me.
"Rob that was some fucking hot dance you did. You weren't the only one that
shout his load. At least four of the guests did, I saw them."
All I could do was turn red.
"Yeah, I almost lost mine as well." Erin chimed in.
"Yeah but that ain't gonna count for shit. I was supposed to keep dancing, but
fell asleep. The Master is going to crucify me. I just hope I don't lose the
apartment." I said sadly.
"Don't be so sure of that Rob." John piped in.
"That was some hot dance. I have never seen one hotter and I am sure the Master
and his guests haven't, either. I think he is going to be very pleased with
you, particularly since you did go through with the strip tease and it was
great."
"Do you really think so, John." I said with a note of hope in my voice.
"Yeah I really do. Don't worry Rob your going to be ok."
"We had better get in there or we will all be hanging from chains tonight."
Erin interrupted us.
"Shit yeah." John replied.
"For this one, you suck or fuck. Whatever the guest wants."
I didn't have time to reply to that because they both turned and hurried towards
the door that led into the dining room.
We entered the dining room and went right down on our knees.
"Rob stand up." the Master ordered.
I got to my feet and looked him straight in the eye. He was still some
distance away so it was impossible to read anything in his look.
"Gentlemen, this is my two week old slave Rob. He was straight, well at least
he thought he was straight, but had never had an intimate relationship with man
or woman."
Oh shit he was telling them all my most intimate secrets.
"He was a complete and total submissive, trying to exist in a dominate society
all by himself. Now we all know that total a submissive can not make it on his
own. They desperately need and must have a Master to look after them."
I was feeling so centred, I wanted to look down at the floor, but knew that
would upset the Master so I just continued to stare at him as he discussed me
like you would a favorite pet.
"Now many submissive's find their Master in a strong, dominate wife. But rob
does not give off the vibes that will attract a woman. He tried and tried, but
none were taking up his offer."
Now he is telling them that I kept striking out with the girls. Tears filled
my eyes, I started to tremble a little. I was shrinking into the carpet. The
only problem was, I wasn't shrinking fast enough to please me.
"Not that he doesn't give off vibes. He gives off very strong vibes. My
investigators told me I would feel them as soon as I was within a hundred feet
of him and they were right."
"I felt them the moment I walked in that supermarket. I didn't have to look for
him I could feel him. Then I saw him, a poor, dejected, lonely man. Slinking
towards the checkout. The look on his face screaming out his agony, "Someone,
anyone, please love me."
Big tears started to role down my cheeks. He was so right. He had me
completely pegged.
"Then he went and did something completely alien to his nature. He cheated in
the check out line. I had been trying to come up with a plan of action to
distract him and he went and placed one right in my lap."
I don't know how that happened. I had one item too many for the express. I
didn't even notice until the Master yelled at me about being a line cheat.
"I don't think he did it on purpose, it was purely an accident, but I grabbed at
the chance. When he placed his few items back in the cart and made his way to
the longest line in the store as I ordered, I knew he was mine."
I was so embarrassed I couldn't have done anything else even if I had wanted to.
He had made me feel like the lowest life on this earth. And then when other
customers began to berate me, well that sent me packing to that long line. I
deserved to be punished for cheating, so I stayed in that long, long line and
took my punishment like a man.
"Getting him into the van was a piece of cake. He was like putty in my hands.
I was prepared to take him by force if I had to, but no he obeyed me just like
the little puppy he is. Aren't you Rob, just a cute little puppy?"
"Yes Sir, Master Scott Sir," I answered. "I am your cute little puppy and
proud of it, Sir."
"What really amazed me and Henry was how quickly Rob adapted to this life. He
really is a natural. His training will continue of course, but I am very
confident that one day Rob will end up in a position very similar to Henry's."
Tears of joy and embarrassment were still pouring down my cheeks. My heart gave
a little flutter at the mention of Henry's position.
"So gentlemen in return for the wonderful meal prepared by my own personal chef
David, and for the wonderful entertainment provided by Rob, John and Erin. I
would like you to help with Rob's continuing education. He needs to improve his
sucking techniques, so his mouth is at your disposal."
My fucking mouth. He just gave my fucking mouth to these guys, disguised as
training.
"Now if you prefer of course his asspussy is nice and tight and he has taken a
real liking to being ass fucked."
Well John was right we are going to suck and get fucked.
"Of course there are no holds barred here, John and Erin will join us and we can
all have a good old fashioned fuckfest."
That was the end of the speech making. The orgy was about to begin. Within 2
minutes everyone in the room had a cock in his mouth or ass and in some cases
both.
Clothes were flying everywhere as the guests rushed to strip. The short guy
that caught my jock was the first one stripped and he was on me in a flash. He
still had the fucking cum soaked jock in his fucking mouth. It effectively
gagged him, but the little prick knew how to talk with his hands.
He came up to me and pointed down authoritatively. I knew what it meant and got
down on my knees. He pointed to his huge fucking cock and I knew what that
meant as well.
His was at least 8 inches long, cut and must have been 3 inches in diameter. I
didn't think it was possible for anyone to have a cock that big, but this little
guy sure did.
A little drop of precum decorated the piss slit. I stuck my tongue out and
licked it off. I started to lick that gigantic purple head. Just for the
hell of it I opened my mouth to see if it were going to be possible to even get
the thing in my mouth. It went in, but it was a stretch.
I sucked it in and out a few times, flicking my tongue across it as I did so.
He moaned through the gag. I brought my hand up and started caressing his nuts
which were also huge and hung low. They were each about the size of a medium
chicken egg and were heavy in my hand.
He liked me playing with his nuts while I sucked his cockhead in and out. I
brought my other hand up and grabbed the shaft and worked in rhythm to my
sucking. He was really moaning now and had started trying to face fuck me.
That got me a little up tight. I was afraid if he shoved that monster down my
throat he might cause me some serious damage. So I decided I was going to bring
this guy off real fast before he got a chance to try.
I took the hand that had been wanking his shaft and rubbed my forefinger all
over my own cock head which was dripping precum again. Once I had it good and
wet I brought it up to his ass and started rubbing gently all round. He let out
a bit of a scream of pleasure which even made it through the gag.
I removed the head from my mouth and started kissing and licking up and down the
shaft. My finger rubbing his hole had begun to get dry so I wet it again
against my dick.
This time I forced my finger up his hole and began to gently finger fuck him.
His moaning got louder and more frequent. My other hand was still playing with
his balls, kneading them, then pulling gently, kneading, pulling gently. He
seemed to really be enjoying it.
I felt his balls begin to quiver, he was fast approaching climax. I took that
fucking great head back into my mouth and increased the pace of everything. He
was so turned on he spit the jock out and started screaming.
"Suck that fucking cock, bitch. Suck it. Oh fuck work the that fucking finger
ohhh aaaaaaggggggghhhhhhh."
His balls began to lift he was going to start shooting. His hips were forcing
forward harder and harder. The cock head was so big it just pushed my head
back. There was no way I was going to let him stick that monster down my
throat.
Then he gave a loud scream and began unloading his seed into my mouth.
Considering the size of his equipment I expected he would try to drown me in his
love juice. But all that came out were three short squirts, with barely any
juice in any of them.
I swallowed what did come then licked him good and clean. He thanked me
profusely and then wandered off somewhere. I didn't see where because another
cock ended up in my face as soon as he pulled away.
This one was small, only about 5 inches, normal thickness and also cut. I took
it into my mouth all the way. It only went a little way into my throat. I
brought my hand up to massage his balls and he came almost instantly.
I was taken totally by surprise. I hadn't done anything except take it in my
mouth and touch his balls and he started filling my mouth with cum. And not
just three little half hearted squirts like his predecessor. He practically
filled my mouth on his first squirt.
I had just started to swallow when he spasmed again with another huge load. It
was so much it squirted out the sides of my mouth. Then another and another.
He spasmed 6 times, each almost a mouth full. I swallowed as fast as I could
but it just wasn't fast enough. I had cum all over my chest and face by the
time he was finished.
That turned out not to be a problem because he got down on his knees and started
licking his own cum off me. When he finished he asked me to stand up, he
wanted to suck mine.
Now who am I to argue with a guest that wants to suck my cock. I was on my
feet like a shot. My treacherous cock standing out in all his glory, dribbling
precum all over the place.
The guy was good, he had me turned to jelly in 2 minutes flat. I couldn't
believe how good it felt. William, John, Erin, David all of them, they were all
very good cock suckers, but this guy was a master cocksucker. I was flying
high, rivers of pleasure flowing through every part of my body from his expert
tongue.
I knew I wouldn't be able to last very long with his expert touch. He would be
able to make me cum any time he wanted. He brought me right up to the top and
just over the edge and then dropped me down just as suddenly. How could he do
that? My balls were just going to release and then, it stopped.
He did this to me a number of times and each time he took me to the top it was
higher than the time before.
It must have been the 5th or 6th time and now I was begging him to make me cum.
Yes, I was begging.
"Oh, please Sir. Please let me cum. aaaaaggggghhhh. Please Sir.
aaaaahhhhgggg. Please, I gotta cum."
I then noticed that I had an audience. The sounds of my ecstasy and now my
begging had drawn a number of the guests, including William over to watch.
I didn't give a damn. My need to cum was just too great and then the man took
me to another height and then dropped me.
"Have mercy Sir. Oh man, have mercy. Let me cum, Sir. Make me cum, please,
Sir make me cum."
My hips were trying to face fuck him, but he was a very strong man and just
grabbed my hips and held me still, while he continued to work my cock.
Sweat was pouring from my fevered body. I was getting delirious. I wasn't
going to be able to handle this much longer. I wanted, needed to cum so badly.
The he started me up another mountain. Higher and higher he took me. The air
became thin and I was gasping, trying to get a breath. But still we went higher
and higher. The crowd around us disappeared, the man disappeared, all that was
left was me and the mountain of pleasure. I was on the top of that mountain.
Wanting to stay but also wanting to leave. Wanting desperately to fall over the
edge and scream out my joy to the world.
Then it happened, I went over the edge but he wasn't there to pull me back and I
started down that wonderful slope of pure ecstasy. My nuts opened, releasing
the product of their labour up the vas deferens to the seminal visicle, through
the prostate and down the urethra and out my piss slit at great force.
Spasm after spasm. I didn't think it was ever going to end and didn't want it
too. I filled his mouth with my seed. I too produced too much this time and
he was unable to swallow fast enough and it started shooting out the sides of
his mouth.
Finally my nuts settled back in their sac and went to work making more juice
for next time. The man cleaned my dick and some cum that had dropped on my
legs.
I got down on my knees and cleaned up my own cum from his chest and shoulders
where it had overflowed. When I was finished I looked him in the eye.
"Thank you Sir, for the most fantastic blowjob I have ever experienced."
"Think nothing of it kid. But next time your doing the blowing, remember what
I did for you. Work on trying to do that, then you will be a good cocksucker."
He stood up and left. Another cock took his place. For the next hour or so
that was all I did, suck cock. I am sure I sucked every cock in that room.
Everyone was getting a bit tired so the Master called for a short break.
Refreshments were served and everyone, including John, Erin and I were included.
It is amazing how one's energy level can be renewed after a couple of rye and
seven's.
As the glasses became empty guys began pairing off. Two guys latched on to me.
The first guy lay down on the floor with his legs spread and crawled up between
then. I soon had his six and a half inch uncut cock in my mouth.
The other guy had a finger up my asspussy, working it around, loosening me up.
He inserted a second finger worked it around, then a third. He kept this up
for a while, while I sucked on that juicy cock and played with the guys balls.
The fingers were suddenly removed and I felt empty, cheated. I wanted them
back. I didn't get them, got something better, a big hard cock. I never did
see it so don't know how big it was, but it sure felt big. It filled me up.
The guy attached to it knew how to use it for his own as well as his partners
pleasure. He shoved it all the way in, then pulled almost completely out, gave
a little series of quick in and outs, each one striking the prostate. Then
back all the way in. He just kept repeating that rhythm over and over, it was
having an effect.
My dick was throbbing and I wanted to cum. I knew better than to try wanking,
that could get me into some serious trouble. So I just continued sucking and
luxuriating in the intense feelings emanating from my inner sanctum.
I suddenly felt unexpected, but welcome relief. Someone pushed himself under
me from my right side. He wrapped his warm lips around my poor throbbing cock
and I was floating on a cloud. A dick up my ass, a dick down my throat and
mine dick in a hot mouth. What more could a poor slave ask for.
The cock fucking my asspussy hit my prostate just once to often and I couldn't
hold back any longer. I started feeding my nut juice to that eager mouth
attached to my cock. I was moaning in pleasure as I increased the pace on the
cock in my mouth and it began to unload sweet nectar to my awaiting taste buds.
The cock up my pussyhole, that had started the sequence, finally started to fill
my bowel with hot man juice.
When we had all finally unloaded and the clean up job was finished, I collapsed
onto the floor. I was beat, my lungs were still rasping for air and sweat
poured from my body. I didn't think I would be able to continue much longer.
All I wanted was the whirlpool and my nice warm, soft bed.
I must admit this was a very considerate group that the Master had assembled.
They saw that I was pooped and left me alone to rest. However, I was going to
regret their consideration.
I closed my eyes and dozed for a while, just letting my body recharge from all
the excitement of the last few hours.
Someone was shaking me.
"Come on Rob, wake up. Time for bed."
It was John. I looked up at him through sleep filled eyes.
"How you can sleep with all this great shit going on is beyond me." he said.
"But get up, the guests are gone and we have to get up stairs."
I slowly shoved myself to my feet. My body was aching. The room was empty
except for John, Erin and I.
"Shit, I went to sleep again. Is the Master pissed at me do you think?"
"I don't think so," John answered.
"He came over and looked at you after the guests had left then told me to get
you up to your room."
"You worked hard tonight Rob, and that takes a lot out of your system. If
either Erin or I had worked as hard as you have, I think we would fallen asleep
as well. So don't sweat it. Besides, if you get punished, well hell, ya get
punished. Can't change anything now, can ya. So why worry about it. Just
take it like it comes and you will be ok."
With that the three of us, naked as J Birds, walked quietly down the hall to the
elevator.
When we reached my apartment they both came in. We said our good nights and
they left. I made straight for the whirlpool. I needed it's soothing
waters.
To be continued.
This story (c) by Rob 2001, all rights reserved.
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