Addicted to Cock Part 2
Addicted to Cock Part 2
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for an adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex do not continue.
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Author’s note:
_A closeted married guy can't stop thinking about cock. Soon after his first blowjob he finds that he is addicted, and under the control of a dom will undergo almost any humiliation to get cock! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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He motioned me over and told me to get into his car. His name was Bill and he said he was a dom, and asked if I was a sub. I said I didn't know what that meant, but I liked to suck cocks.
"You're probably a sub then, most cocksuckers are," he explained.
This was all new to me, and I listened intently. "As a dom, I like to take charge – if you are my sub, you'll do what I tell you."
"As long as it's sucking cock, I'm fine with that," I said.
"Cocksucking is a part of it," he said, "But there's more – I'll want to expand your limits."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I like to get you to do new things – things you might not have thought you would want to do, but you'll like it!" Bill explained.
"It's good to try new things," I said, "but some might not be so good."
"Believe me, Jim," Bill continued, "Anything I make you do you will like, even if you don't at first."
I didn't understand that, but decided to just go for what I wanted, so I asked, "May I blow you?"
"We'll get to that," Bill replied, "but how did you feel blowing that guy outside in plain view?"
"I was really nervous about it," I said.
"If you didn't want to do it there," Bill asked, "then why did you do it?"
I wasn't sure myself what had brought me to such a low, but said, "Because I needed it."
"Yes, you'll make a good sub," said Bill.
"Why is that?" I asked.
"Because you need to suck cock, and I know it," he explained, "You'll do what I tell you because you need cock."
I still didn't know what Bill had in mind beside cocksucking, so I couldn't imagine what other things he would want me to do. Bill started the car and entered a freeway and drove a few miles before pulling over to the shoulder. He told me to get out and he came to the passenger side of the car and took his cock out and said, "Blow me here."
"Not here!" I protested, "Look at all this traffic."
"This is your first test, it's an easy one – nobody will see this time," Bill said, stroking his cock to erection. I was scared to death but wanted to suck him.
"Well, if you don't want to," said Bill.
"Wait, I'll do it," I blurted out.
I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth. He was of average length but very thick – he really filled my mouth. I was scared, but strangely excited by sucking Bill with a dozen or more cars going by every minute.
"Look up at me," Bill commanded and I looked up and made eye contact.
He smiled and said, "Now you're my bitch – my own personal cocksucker!"
I sucked him for over fifteen minutes but he didn't cum. He said, "That's enough." and I pulled back and stood up.
"Were you hoping for my load?" he asked.
"Yes," I said, "I want to finish the job."
"Not today," said Bill, "I just wanted you to prove your sincerity to me."
"Sincerity?" I asked.
"By sucking me here out in public you demonstrated your dedication to sucking, and that I can work with you," he said.
"From now you will call me sir and you will be my bitch," Bill said.
"I don't understand," I said.
"You don't need to – I'll teach you," he said, "for now I want you to get on your knees and tell me you're my bitch and that you will obey me."
This was very strange to me, and I felt like I was in some sort of strange dream.
Bill waved his cock at me and said, "Well, do you want this?"
I felt like I was no longer in control as I dropped to my knees and heard myself saying, "I am your bitch, Sir, your personal cocksucker, and I will obey you."
"Good!" replied Bill, "Now kiss my cock"
I kissed my cock and Bill pulled away. We got back into the car and he drove me back to the adult book store. As I got out of his car he handed me a slip of paper with his address on it and told me to be there tomorrow at 2pm. I told him I would, and departed.
On my way back home my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. I had never met anyone like Bill before. My gut reaction was to never see him again. I did something really nice for him and he treated me like dirt. But the more I thought about it the more I liked the way he took charge. He did expand my limits – I would never have sucked anyone where I sucked Bill, and wondered what was next. I decided that I was open to anything safe and sane, as long as I didn't get caught.
I got home and kissed my wife. I always made a point to pay a lot of attention to her so she wouldn't suspect that anything was going on. We made love several times a week and I found myself thinking about sucking cock while fucking her. My favorite fantasy was about a guy standing on the bed over my wife's head so I could suck him while fucking her. I always came quickly, and had to hide my guilt feelings – I certainly couldn't have her know what was on my mind!
To be continued . . .
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–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)