He turned my head to the side and as I felt him move close to me I knew what was coming. His hand moved to the back of my head and then he pulled it forward as he rubbed his cock over my lips. I was order to open my mouth, and as soon as I did he forced his cock into it. On command I started to suck and I felt him becoming aroused.
Sir has a thick and long cock, and very soon I was starting to struggle with it as it became fully engorged. I tried to pull away but his hand fought against that, until eventually I pulled free and was able to gasp for some breath.
My top was pulled off so that I could see once more. He was kneeling next to me, his hard cock protruding from between his thighs. He pulled my head over and again I took his cock into my mouth.
Again he pushed in deep and I instinctively pulled away which annoyed him. He pushed me onto my back and arranged himself across my body, so I was pinned to the flood by his weight, with one of his arms pinning one of my mine to the floor, and the other one being pinned under his leg.
This time there was no escape as he pushed his rigid cock into my mouth. I fought to breath, but also sucked to try to please him. I was rapidly lost in a world of servicing him whilst trying to survive, hoping that if I sucked him well enough he would allow me a bit of respite.
I think he could tell I was struggling more and more as he moved his weight off me, allowing me to take some deep breaths as he changed position.
I had to lie back down, with my arms out to the side. He took that traditional playground position of dominance with my arms pinned by his legs. He held his cock pointing down and instructed to to lick and suck it shallowly, which I did. Then he removed it from my mouth and shifted position slightly, moving up and ordering me to suck his balls. I did as told, craning my neck to try to suck them into my mouth. He obviously enjoyed it as his breath spread up, so I continued trying to please him.
He told me to lie still which I did as he changed position, still pinning me down but now face towards my feet. I returned to sucking his balls as he lowered himself onto my mouth, but this time he reached down, mauling my rigid cock through the jock strap, as well as causing me to gasp by pinching my nipples.
Then he raised himself up slightly and moved forward. He pulled the jockstrap down to let my rock solid cock show off my arousal. I was reminded that I was there for his pleasure, a position that was reinforced by him slapping my cock, and then he lowered himself to my mouth. But this time it wasn't his balls I was ordered to pleasure but his arse.
I tried to demure by turning my head to the side but painful pinches to my nipples dissuaded me from failing to please him as he wished. He took great pleasure in laughing at my cock as it twitched uncontrollably as the humiliation of licking his arse filled it with even more arousal. His laughter became moans as I licked around his hole, then as he pushed back against me the tip of my tongue started to penetrate into him.
He sat back, smothering me, my tongue pushed against him. His hands continued to grope, slap and pinch my exposed cock and nipples. I moaned and gasped as he did so, trying my best to lick and probe him at the same time.
With time running out he swapped around again and lay across me, pushing his cock back into my mouth. This time he kept pushing in deeper, moving rhythmically. I became lost in the battle to suck him, gagging and struggling to breath. I had no control, sometimes opening my mouth wide enough to make that peculiar gagging/gurgling sound that I've only really heard in porn films.
I had no idea about time, I couldn't tell you how long he kept doing that for, until an alarm started to go off. That was the signal for him to pull his cock from my mouth and roll off me. He knelt next to me and I moved onto my left side. I took hold of his cock and started to move my hand up and down on it, faster and faster, all the while sucking the head.
Occasionally he thrust forward, when I would let go and he would pushed deep in until I gagged. Then he would pull out and I would take hold of his hard cock, wet with my gag, and start to wank it again whilst sucking and licking the end.
I hadn't noticed his breathing speeding up until he took a firm hold of my head and thrust in deeply. This time there was no respite, he thrust several times as I gagged and sucked hard. Then he withdrew slightly, I felt his hand tighten on my head, and suddenly he was pumping into my mouth.
I kept sucking as he did so, feeling his cock emptying into my throat as he groaned with his release. At his command I kept sucking, feeling him losing rigidity as his desire was sated. Eventually he pushed me away.
At his command I stood up, put my clothes back on and left his house, my cock bulging within the jockstrap under my trousers. Within a minute I was back in the car, rushing home for my meeting. I couldn't believe that what had seemed like such a long session, in which I had been humiliated and used for his pleasure, had actually been so short.
I made it back in time for the meeting, and spent it wearing the jock strap, still hard, under the desk. |
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He sent a concise response, "fuck", but it wasn't the don't bother I was expecting. The lights turned green and I was greeted with an empty road. I sped along until I was stopped by yet another set of lights turning red as I reached them. It gave me the opportunity to let him know I was ten minutes away.
It was more like 15 minutes, as I found myself stuck behind a tractor, before I was pulling up over the road from his house. I sent him a final message "Just parked Sir", and received his reply "come straight over".
Nervously I got out of the car, locked the door and found myself waiting for a break in traffic (not something I've ever had to do before on his road!) before crossing the road. As I walked up to his gates they slid open, and he opened the door just I reached it. He ushered me in and closed the door behind me. 
