Part 4 Fulfill Male Male Fantasy - "Blowing and Blown" by jacb442011@gmail.com email updated and all emails will be answered
As I finished licking up Conrad's man spunk, I knew why some women didn't want to swallow or even taste.
Blah, I said to Conrad, and went to rinse my mouth.
He laughed.
You didn't have to eat all my cum, Jim, he added. Why did you?
Good question, I replied, rinsing and spitting into the sink again before wiping my mouth.
It was the moment, I said to the mirror.
The moment?
Yeah, you were loving it, and I was, well, pleasing you... and I guess I liked doing that.
What about it did you like?
Oh, I said, cheeks blushing, the, er, being submissive part, I guess.
Submissive, how? Conrad asked in his deadpan, direct way. Damn, he would make a good prosecutor.
Well, I continued, thinking, noticing that we were hanging out together, naked, and I had just sucked his cock, my first cock.
I think you liked me being in charge of you, Conrad said, as if voicing a question.
Yeah, I answered noncommittally, nonchalantly, butterflies stirring in my belly.
Yeah, he said smiling, I knew it.
Knew what?
Knew that you liked me skull-fucking you.
Jesus, I said, and Conrad chuckled.
You know it's true.
Well... I answered without answering.
Well, here is what I think. Let's spend some more time together, but I'll be in charge. You have to ask me permission if you want to do anything, and you have to do what I tell you. What do you say?
Okay?... I said weakly, turned on and nervous, both. His cum tasted terrible, but I was so powerful, making him cum, my lips and tongue driving him wild. My head felt fuzzy.
Okay, Conrad said. Now, if you decide you want to stop playing, what is going to be the signal.
The signal?
Yeah, word that you say so in order to signal me to stop.
Why would I want to do that?
Smack! Conrad slapped my left ass cheek, jiggling it.
Because sometimes, he said, no doesn't mean no.
Uh, I said, ass cheek warm after his slap.
How about, sassy?
Sassy? Conrad wondered.
Yeah, sassy.
Well, you did look a little sassy when you were making love to my cock. Conrad winked.
Er, thanks, I guess...
Sassy it is, Conrad decided.
So, I'm in charge of you, unless you say the word sassy, at which point I stop. Deal?
Deal, I replied, only...
Yes.
I took a deep breath.
I want you to suck my cock, I told him.
Suck your cock? he asked, as if surprised.
Yeah.
Tied up?
If you want.
Deal.
I looked around.
Conrad pulled on a white hotel robe, and I went to do the same. Ah ah, he said with a shake of his head. You have to be naked.
Naked?, I looked at him and raised my eyebrows, eyes asking why.
Submissive, he replied with just a hint of condescension.
If we're not doing anything together, why does it matter, I whined in protest.
Put your hands up, he said deadpan, with a hint of stern.
I gave him a look, then raised my hands toward the ceiling.
Good. Conrad nodded his approval, then stepped toward me.
Look up.
I did, and his bony, long fingers encircled my pecs. My instinct was to block those bony arms, and I started to, but then I remembered, I was to be submissive.
No, not to be, I was submissive. I gave him permission to be in charge, and so he was, at least for now.
Conrad's fingers explored my chest, a bony index finger rubbing each nipple.
Ooh, I heard myself gasp.
Good, Conrad said, and his hands slid down my naked body. Somehow, he seemed more powerful in his robe, while I was naked, making me less powerful, more in his charge.
The bony fingers danced across my skin, felt up my balls (got a moan out of me), pinched my ass, squeezed my legs, traced close but not into my anus (another moan).
Then, one hand gave me a hard slap on the right butt cheek.
Ow, I whined.
Slap! he whacked my left ass cheek.
Jesus man, don't let this go to your head, I said with a laugh-whine, trying to be funny, though my ass was burning, making me turned on and uncomfortable, both.
Come here, Conrad ordered, drawing open the curtains. Our window looked out over a drive up roundabout, and we were looked down on it from the third floor.
You sure, I looked over at him, aware of my nakedness in full view of the window.
Conrad steered me in front of the glass, and I was buck assed naked for all the world to see.
Maybe a hot college girl would walk by outside, I gulped to myself.
Then, Conrad moved a chair in front of the window knelt in front of it, facing me. He put my hands out forward onto the chair arms, in between the chair and me.
Spread your legs, he ordered, reaching out and encircling my balls with a cold, bony hand, caressing me in circles.
Oooh, I squatted a little before him, liking the feel of his fingers, glad that the chair obscured the view of Conrad and me from the outside. It probably looked like my naked torso was all that showed, though if someone got look from either edge, they might well observe my side-nakedness.
Conrad's other hand took hold of my shaft, and lightly stroked. You want me to suck this, eh?
I cleared my throat. I wasn't sure I'd be able to rally so quick since I'd cum not long ago, but I felt myself stiffening in his fingers. His hand moved slowly, up and down me, too slowly, too lightly. It almost tickled, teasing me sensually, making me say, oooh.
I looked down to see him studying my cock, his fingers slowly rising and falling, lightly grazing, while his hand methodically encircled and caressed my balls. Oh, I said. He did this in front of me while I looked out at people in the parking lot, cars driving by, people coming and going on foot into the hotel. I squatted a little more. He paused and slid the window to the side, nothing but the screen between us and anyone listening and watching outside.
I watched a hot milf walking in from the parking lot, wondering who she was with, wondering what in the hell I was doing, then involuntarily gasped, fuck!
I did this because Conrad had given the underside of my cock a good lick, and Jesus, it felt amazing. I looked down like a scientist observing an experiment. My cock disappeared into Conrad's mouth, my balls spread over his scratchy beard, his bony fingers tickling by my anus and just below my testicles. I clutched the chair, while his head pistoned in and out, tongue and lips sucking and licking and vacuuming my tingling penis.
Oh fuck, I said with passion and emphasis, feeling my body shake and the volcano begin. Conrad sucked in and out until the first burst of jizz, then, as I cried out, he shoved the chair to the side so the free world outside could watch me naked, bucking and crying out and thrusting and cumming into his bearded, sucking mouth. I almost fell sideways when he took away my chair support, but his mouth worked me the whole time, and he grabbed my ass cheeks and owned my cock, swallowing me. People outside could see the back of him, his robe and the back of his head, while was passionately orgasmed into his warm wet mouth, my naked body in full view of any onlookers except for where the back of his head obscured their view.
Oh God, I felt another orgasm cumming on the heels of the first, my body trembling in response...
End part 4 of Fulfill Male Male Fantasy
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