This is a continuing story that depicts sex acts between men. It is graphic in nature and should NOT be read by minors. So, please leave if the shoe fits.
Bob's Boy-Toy (part 4)
We rested a bit, as he fell asleep, me between his legs, suckling his crotch, all thru the night. He woke up with a hard-on, typically, and had me suck his morning pee out of him. Although I had no choice in the matter, I was actually beginning to get accustomed to the taste and smell of that yellow fluid. It wasn't near as bad, as it has been.
I had hoped he would fuck me or let me give him a blowjob, but he had other plans for the morning.
First thing, he had me go to the bathroom, get in the shower, and put on some hair removal cream. Oh, my, I was not going to have hair on my body? I did balk a bit, and he spanked my ass, saying, "You want more, bitch?" Shaking my head, no, he said, "Well, then, I want you to be rid of all of that ugly hair on your arms and legs. It's not becoming at all, so DO IT! My slut needs to look the part, and that manly hair isn't in that interest. Trust me, you'll love the feel of your hairless body."
Pointing to the little triangle patch of hair above my dick, I said, "Might I leave that sir?" He thought for a second, and said, "Yes, you may.
It looks sexy, so I'll allow that." "Thank you, Master."
I looked at myself in the full-length mirror, now completely hairless. It was a strange look, but oddly, a sensuous one, too. I felt my smooth skin and started to get excited.
He came back in, admiring his toy, saying "Oh, you are such a pretty hairless boy, now. Here is some nice lotion for you to put on, too. It was Caress, my favorite, so I put it all over my body, loving the smell and feel.
He then told me to wear the cockstrap, insert the butt plug, put on the shorts and one of the slinky tops, he had bought, and told me to go to the store, and return the bras and corsets. He had decided I didn't need them.
Whoa, I thought. I can't go out looking like this. People will know I'm a guy, dressing in women's clothing. He said, as I hesitated, "You have a problem, boy? Don't like going out looking like a slut? Well, too bad, do as I say."
Knowing I had to do what he said, I left the house, feeling very self-conscious, got in the privacy of the car, and headed for that store. Self-conscious was an understatement, to say the least. The shorts were tight enough anyway, but with the cock strap, it showed my cock and balls, to the point of being rude.
It was about 9:30 when I arrived, but it didn't open until 10:00, so I had to wait around. A few people came by, looking at me, and giggling, or just staring, as I tried to crawl under the bench. I crossed my legs, attempting to hide the obvious bulge, but it only helped a little, as the shorts were so tight.
I had my cell phone with me and it rang. Bob said, as I answered, "You can get some panties, if you want, boy." I said, "Thank you, Sir." I felt better, somehow, knowing he was allowing me to use his credit card, and make some purchases that I wanted. He also knew I would buy what HE would like, so it was a win/win situation.
Well, finally the store opened, as I walked in. The clerk remembered me, and even mentioned that the shorts and top fit great, especially with my shaved legs. I turned 6 shades of red, as she said this, but was also a little flattered.
After returning the bra and corset, I looked at the panty section, finding some sexy, silky ones that looked very fem. As I was walking towards the counter, I saw a light pink slinky short and top set that made my cock get hard. It was made of a very sexy silky material that drew me towards it.
I don't know the name of it, but it shimmered as it moved in my hands. I had to try it on. Going to one of the dressing rooms, I slipped off my clothes and put that set on, getting a rush, as soon as I could see it in the mirror. I walked a bit, inside the dressing room, feeling and seeing the material move with me and against me. Whew, what a turn on. I couldn't decide what to do...buy it or not, as Bob had said to get some panties, not this outfit. I wanted it in the worst way.... and was sure he would like it, but, after thinking about it further, left it there. I would be sure to let him know that I had found something else, though, and hoped he would allow me to get it.
Being excited as I walked out of the store, and thru the mall, again attracted a lot of unwanted attention. One big burly type stopped me, and said, "My, what a cute boy you are. You come with me and I'll show you a good time." He had groped his ample crotch area, as he said this, and was very tempting.
Thinking of Bob's reaction to the waiter, though, I said, "No thank you.", and left for my car. I hoped he wouldn't follow me, but he did.
Getting a little scared; I called Bob, as I was walking, relaying what was happening. He said, to let him "show me a good time", then. But, he wanted me to make him pay for it, and bring home the money. Well, now I'm being pimped, and by telephone....wow.
I slowed down, just a bit, allowing him to catch up with me, turned around and said, "My master wants you to pay for my services, if that's ok with you."
He took the phone from me, talking to Bob, without me being able to hear. "How much?". He laughed, saying, "For how long?" Again, he laughed, "Ok, an hour.", hanging up the phone. "Ok, I'm James, let's get going. I have a motel room just down the street. But, the hour doesn't start until we get there." "Yes, sir," I said, as we got in our respective cars and went to the motel.
Once inside, he began to feel every inch of my body, paying special attention to my ass and nipples. "Strip", he said. I started to remove all of my clothes. "Leave the collar and cockring on, slut." He hadn't seen the butt-plug, so I left it in. "Oh, my your master likes you `filled' while you're not with him. I like his style", he chuckled.
"Come over here and undress me." I knelt in front of him, untying his shoes, taking off his socks, and reached for his shirt. James stopped me, saying, "Suck on my toes." Whoa, I thought, as I had never done that before.
But, I knew Bob had said to please him, so, I bent down, and smelled his feet. Oh, I wasn't going to enjoy this, as the odor was overwhelming. He stuck his foot out, and brushed my lips with his toes, telling me to clean them, very well. I began to lick his foot and toes, not liking it, a bit. Once they were clean, though, it was a little exciting, like sucking small cocks. I really got into it, taking his big toe in my mouth, and swirling my tongue around it, like I was suckling his member. Then the other foot went on the same way. The initial smell being behind me, I, orally, loved on his toes.
"Get my shirt and pants off, now. Use your mouth on my nipples", he ordered. I removed his shirt, to reveal a larger chest, covered in thick hair, with taught nipples begging to be sucked. Putting my mouth over his entire nip, I also began to take his pants down. His semi-hard cock was bulging in his underwear, as my hands felt it's girth, and my mouth eating on his teats. Lifting his ass off the couch, I grabbed his whites, and pulled them down.
Mesmerized by the shear size of his cock, I started to mouth his entire crotch, making circular motions around his balls, and up and down his hardness. My fingers were also playing with him, making him moan with pleasure.
"Nice mouth, you have there, bitch. Suck my balls!" I was more than willing to oblige him, as they contained the nectar I desired in life....his cum. My hand was slowly stroking him; too, milking some precum out of the large piss-slit. I needed to taste it, so I licked the tip, lapping up that salty fluid, trying to get as much as I could.
"My ass needs a good cleaning, now", he said. I tried to get my face down there, but, he was just too big, to move. "Please turn around, sir", I said. He laughed, again, and moved so I had complete access to his waiting hole. The smell was again, nasty. I had to breathe; away from him, then lick and suck, until, the only odor left was my own spit. It took awhile, but I finally achieved this, and then attacked his open rectum. His moans told me he like my tongue action. I could have done that for the whole hour, but he had other ideas.
"I'm going to fuck that pussy of yours, now. You will know you've been fucked, too, when I'm done with you." I had no doubt I would...hehe. "On your back. I want to see you, when I fuck you. Lying down, he mounted me, shoving that fucktool inside my pussy in one quick motion. I yelped, but, he just snickered and said, "That's what a real man feels like in your ass, boy.
I love to hear my boy scream when I'm fucking, and I usually do." His cock was big enough, that, he was 100% correct. It hurt a lot, at first. But, then, as I had hoped, after about 4 plunges deep inside me, the pain subsided, and the pleasure took over. My groans told him how much I liked being fucked by him. I know he'd heard those same exact groans before, from many a boys, too.
The grimace on my face turned to wanton lust, as he started pumping my pussy with reckless abandon. I thought he would never stop. He had tremendous stamina, slowing down, every once in a while, holding himself off, so he could continue his assault. I was in heaven, too, feeling so full and used by this bear of a man. He sure knew what he was doing. My ass was approaching that uncomfortable sore stage when he unloaded what felt like gallons of his hot juice, deep in side my clenching hole. Squirt after squirt of his cum, filled me and created a very slick lubricant, to ease my tenderness. Oh, baby, give me more, is all I could think. All of my senses were yelling, keep filling me, keep cumming in me, keep that big cock in me, forever.
As his orgasm subsided, his grunts and moans changed to sighs. He pulled his softening tool out of me, got up, went to the bathroom, and washed himself, as I lay there enjoying that wonderful feeling.
As written earlier, I love the aftersex glow, the knowledge of his baby juice buried deep in me, knowing I caused this big manly guy to get his rocks off, inside me, relishing in the fact that I caused his orgasm.
When he came back in, he told me to get up, and get out, very matter-of-factly. I was taken back, but, did as he said, after he had given me the agreed upon $50 and an extra twenty, for me. Thank goodness I had the butt plug in, as I would have created a mess in my panties and shorts. His cum would have flowed out of me, like a river.
Again, I got a few strange looks, as I walked thru the motel to my car, but I was getting used to being stared at, I guess. I never liked it, before, but was ok with it now. Hmmmm, another big change in me. Screw it, let them stare. I even swayed my hips, exaggerating my walk, to emphasize my feminine side, hearing a wolf-whistle. I smiled as I got in my car and drove home to my master.
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