A Working Guy's Life: He Gets Challenged and Achie
I arrived to his house early, of course, since I am always on time, but also because I was warned by him, that I should not be late. He even pushed up our time by one hour, to 6:30pm, instead of 7:30pm, I think to just fuck with me, and make sure that I knew I was a boy that would be used.
I told him that was fine and that I would make it happen and I did.
Earlier in the day, via text, he had told me that I was not to talk unless talked to, he also clarified that I should strip down in his back yard, get my dick hard and then knock on his back door when I was ready.
I arrived and parked, I texted him and asked him if he wanted me to come back (since I was early). After a few minutes he texted me back and told me yes. I then walked to his house and down his drive way, past the open gate. His car was parked in the garage and the side gate was open, I entered it and immediately started taking off my clothes. The sun was still high and I was a little nervous to be honest....just stripping naked, randomly. I was going to be so exposed. What happened if someone walked up....or maybe I was in the wrong backyard? It would be embarrassing and too late to do anything if I was.
But I continued, I kicked off the flip flops, tore of my shorts and t-shirt, then finally, after a breathe, took off my underwear.
I stood there for a second, completely naked. It felt amazing. I felt so raw and exposed, but free at the same time. My cock wasn't completely hard but it was definitely not soft....I started to stroke myself....really enjoying it actually....feeling liberated. Within seconds it was rock hard and I knocked on his back door.
He answered the door wearing just pants, no shoes, socks or shirt. I had seen him before (that last time you pimped me out to him) but it was nice seeing him again, his boyish face, and blond hair. He looks much younger than his actual age, and his body is not quite an athlete's body, but it's very toned and tanned.
He looked at me for a minute, then told me to come in and that I should not say anything. I didn't. He got very close to me, as he shut the door. I stood there, completely naked, and he began touching me where and how he wanted. Of course he immediately grabbed my rock hard thick uncut cock and stroked at it hard. Almost like a man who had never touched cock before. Rough and primal. He also explored my chest and ass. After a few minutes he grabbed me by the cock and leads me to the bedroom by pulling me by my cock. I almost immediately felt put in my place. I was already being used as a prop. No name, no voice. Just a fuck toy for him to play with. I knew now that I was going to be used, exactly how he wanted and liked. I would have no say; I would just have to do what I was told. Little did I know at that point, but would soon find out, just how much I would be used.....
Once in the bedroom he told me to stand in front of a mirror, my back to him. He began to explore me more. Now really focusing on my ass and my asshole. Pulling and grabbing, and prodding. He then looked me in the eyes and said, 'You are not to speak at any point, unless you are asked a question, do you understand?' I replied 'yes sir'. He then clarified that I could say, 'yes sir' 'thank you sir' 'more' or use a safety word if things were too much for me, or if they became too much. I was determined not to use that safety word....no matter what; I would make this work and be what he wanted. I may be a top normally, but today, I was whatever he wanted me to be.
After explaining what the rules were I was blindfolded, which I remained blindfolded for the duration of our time together. This makes it harder for me to, from this point; tell you exactly what was happening or what I saw, since I only felt. But I can say that it made things all the more tense for me and much more intense. It also made me hyper aware of all the pain, and pleasure, and sounds, and smells, and textures. It helped me more easily do what I was told, and give over control to him. Letting him move me and command me as he wished. He whispered one more thing in my ear before we officially 'began'....he told me that when he was finished using me, and when he had cum all over my face, I would get up, and get out of his house without a word. Just a used whore.
He told me to bend over, his tone had changed, and he was ready to do what he wanted. He immediately spread my butt checks and my hole with his hands and fingers and said, 'So this is the money maker? This pink little hole? Well, we're going to find out, aren't we boy?' If I wasn't before, I was rock hard now!
He immediately started slapping my ass, spanking me, sometimes hard, other times softer, with his hands and also an object. I think it was some kind of brush, because he would also 'brush it along' my body, I could feel the 'bristles' just lightly scratching me...along my balls and nipples before slapping me again.
This slapping and hitting continued through most of the scene. While I was bent over he also had his finger generally rubbing my hole, pushing in a little. He would have me bend over, then stand up, then bend over again. All the time he would explore my body and slap and hit me. Sometimes he would kiss me, or make me stick my tongue out for his spit or his mouth. I liked kissing him the most. I think he knew that. Many times when I stood up he would suck my rock hard cock. At one point he even had me sit on the edge of the bed while he sucked me, I accidentally slipped and said something to the effect of 'that feels good' and he slapped me, and told me 'not to talk' He 'didn't care if it felt good, (he) would do with me what (he) likes.' I was there for his pleasure only, and if that got me off, bonus, but that I was there for him. I immediately felt again put in my place and let him continue to do what he wished with me. This went on for some time, him sucking me, slapping me, kissing me, exploring me, poking my ass hole with his tongue, and with his finger, hitting me and spitting on me. I dripped precum, which he commented on and enjoyed. He laughed, knowing I was so turned on I was leaking now....this seemed to only fuel him and his lust. What is it about tops getting off on taking other tops?
He still had his pants on at this point....but finally I heard him take his pants off and I think my cock got even harder....the sound of his pants coming off was a near religious experience for me. I think I heard angels sing actually!
He told me to get on my knees and suck his cock. Nope, actually, THIS is when I heard angels. I did as I was told and I devoured it! I couldn't help it. He had taken away my sight and not allowed me to touch him or myself....I was desperate to suck him. I did with complete abandon. Deep throating him, licking his piss slit, just trying to taste any drop of precum that came out. He even commented on my skills and mentioned that he could tell I was trying to taste him. I was. I could have sucked him for hours, or until he came. But, he was ready for more.
He bent me over the bed and made me wait....I could hear him getting lube and condoms and getting ready. Then I felt him against my tight ass. He was ready, rock hard, and pushed in. He gave me some time but he was in heat and wanted my man cunt, as he knew he deserved and could have. He mounted me this way. Me blind folded, legs spread wide for him, ass in the air, standing but bent over the bed. He thrust in me, mostly slow, but occasionally he would get fast. I think he was close almost immediately, but I think he wanted to savor it and get the money’s worth. He was not going to cum as fast as he did last time. As he fucked my tight hole I went to reach for my cock, I wanted to stroke it, but he slapped my hand away and told me not to touch myself. He had other plans. He continued this way with me. Pushing deep in and pulling out. I felt like a complete whore. The whole time he called me a slut, and told me that I liked it, and that I need to work hard for him, and impress him. He told me to tell me that I liked it. I did, and I did. He told me to clench my ass and I would as he would slam in to me. I wish he would have just kept me in this position, but he wanted more of me.
He told me to lay on my back. He entered me again, this time my legs spread wide and high in the air. This position is much deeper and I think harder for the bottom. I felt everything. He was so deep in me, thrusting. Using my ass as he wanted. Sometimes fully mounting me, getting so close he could kiss me while he fucked me (and spit on me, as he did a lot and throughout the time he was inside me). Or he would be further back; holding my feet in his hands and pulling out slowly all the way, before pushing it back in, all the way. At this point I was losing my erection, being a top; I am not used to taking big dick up my ass, hard and long. I couldn't help it. He didn't love that, but he also didn't stop fucking me. It also felt as if my bladder was going to explode, which again is a very foreign feeling for me. Would I piss myself as he fucked me? I think he noticed because he said 'does my boy need a break?' I wanted to say yes, so badly, I wanted to tell him to stop....but more than anything, I wanted him to continue. I wanted him to do what HE wanted, as he wanted, for as long as HE needed. I needed him to finish. So I said 'no sir,” he laughed and continued to fuck me.
After a long time of being fucked on my back, I felt him revving up. Somehow, instinctual I knew, maybe it was being blind I sensed other things? I could tell he wanted to unload. He slowly pulled out of me and told me to sit at the edge of the bed. My ass now literally loose and dripping lube all over. He took me in his mouth again. My semi hard cock became rock hard in seconds with him on me. He kissed me and yelled 'that's what he loved! A big thick, HARD cock on his boy” And I was, rock hard! He started jerking my cock, using the lube from my ass or new lube or maybe it was sweat, I have no idea.
He told me that he wanted his boy to cum for him. He jerked me for seconds more, and I could feel it, my balls tightening up, I wanted to please him and do as he said. I wanted to cum on command. I wanted to do what he told me to do. And seconds after that thought, I whispered at first, and then yelled out 'I'm cumming sir, I'm cumming!!' With that I exploded cum everywhere. I made yells and sounds I don't think I have made before. My prostrate had been worked, my 'money shot' was going to show that!
It must have been a sight, for him, I could just feel it splatter, everywhere. I had been edging all day, so I'm sure I came buckets. No sooner had I cum and he pushed me back on the bed and straddled me, jerking and pulling on his cock. My tongue trying to find the tip of his cock. Then he too, seconds later asked. 'Are you ready? Are you ready for it boy?' I yelled 'YES SIR, Please give it to me!' And he did, warm cum, streams that hit my face, my lips, and the inside of my mouth. I hungrily licked at it, trying to taste him. At that moment I wished that he had just jerked it off completely in my mouth. But he likes pasting my boy face too, I think.
I laid there for maybe a minute, I couldn't see what he was doing after he got off me, but he was wiping himself off, maybe? He then told me to stand up. Holding my cock again, he walked me back to the door I came in. He at this point finally removed the blindfold. However, the sun blinded me in another, new way. He told me that I had done a 'very good job' and that he was 'proud of his boy,' with that he opened the door and I was outside again, naked, exposed but now also used.
I was completely used, drained, and dripping in a combination of his cum, his spit, my sweat and my cum. So, I did what any good whore would do at that point....I got dressed without cleaning up and walked out to my car, stained in cum and sweat and not giving a fuck. The big smile on my face proved that. I was happy, happy to be of service, happy to be used completely, happy to have succeeded and happy because I know that he'll call on me again, probably very soon.
And I'll be ready.
