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From Part 2:
In fact, he was soon doing so well, that I dropped one hand to my side and held on to the collar with the other one, just using it to pull his head to my pubes and hold it there longer than usual about every third or fourth stroke. Each time after I'd held my dick in his throat, he'd look up at me when he pulled back out. It was like he was saying, "Yes, master, you're in charge, I'm just the bitch." Of course, he was a damn good bitch LOL.
Part 3:
Fuck, that blowjob was hot, but there was a lot more fun to be had, so I pulled my little bitch's mouth off my cock by grabbing the dog collar and told him to get up. He stood up, grinned up at me, and then looked down at the floor. I slapped his cute, sexy ass and told him to take me to room 321. I figured he lived here and had prolly been to Steamworks a lot, so he'd be more likely to know where the room was than I was. He took me away from the lockers, found a stair going up, and we walked in the semi-dark. At first, no-one else was around, but when we got off the stairs and started walking the corridors, there were a lot of men in nothing but towels. And one or two that were naked with a towel just slung over their shoulders, showing off their goods. It was funny, you'd think the naked ones would be the gym-gods, but they weren't. The buffest dudes usually had a towel on, and the naked ones were more ordinary looking. Were they more self-confident or just more desperate? I dunno. I was surprised that hungryass didn't really look at most of the other men, but he did turn around a couple of times to grin at me. Loyalty is pretty rare in the bathhouse crowd, but it looked like my little bitch was gonna stay with me until we'd gotten off together. I know it sounds stupid, but I was actually touched. So, he's sexy, hot, and a slut—but apparently a sweet slut LOL
We got to the room and he opened it for me, then held the door for me to go in. We both went in-I'd gotten one of the bigger rooms-and he asked if I wanted him to strip me. I just grinned. He came over and pulled my shirt over my head. When it was tangled in my arms over my head, he took advantage of the opportunity to kiss me. A sly little bitch, right? But it was a good kiss, with a lot of tongue. He had a way of running his tongue around mine without being pushy. I'm the top, and if there's any mouth raping to be done, I'm gonna do it. And I usually like my bottoms to be pretty passive, with their mouths open for me to invade and their tongues out of the way. But this boi ran his tongue all around mine, lightly, teasingly, but our tongues were mostly in his mouth. He wasn't pushy, just sexy as fuck. And he started moaning while we kissed. And he pushed up against my front, sort of humping into my crotch, which was, let's face it, still hard as a rock from his blow job at the lockers.
He didn't seem like he wanted to break the kiss, so I finished pulling the shirt off myself, and threw it on the bed. I grabbed his collar and pulled his head back, breaking the kiss. He looked a little nervous. "Pushy little bitch, aintcha?" But then I grinned, so he smiled at me and just said, "Yes sir." I told him to take off my pants. It was gonna be hard because I was so fuckin stiff LOL.
He unsnapped my jeans and sank to his knees to pull them off. Fortunately, I was already unzipped from the blow job or he'd never have gotten the zipped open. As he worked the jeans down over my hips, my cock popped out and hit him in the face. He grinned, and took my 7 hard inches back in that sexy warm mouth of his while he continued to tug my jeans. He went back and forth on my shaft while he pulled my jeans down. I was afraid he was gonna try to keep sucking me and forget about my order to him to strip me, but he was a good boi and did what he was told.
I sat on the edge of the bed with my pants around my ankles and held out one foot-he obediently took off my shoe and sock. Then the other one. Then he pulled off my pants and folded them and put them on the chair by the bed.
I lay back on the bed, my head propped against the wall with a pillow under my neck, my rock-hard dick pointing at my little brown-haired bitch. He grinned at me again. I grabbed my cock by its base and waggled it, telling him, "Come and get it, cocksucker!" He licked his lips and crawled up on the bed between my legs. The bed was big enough for him to stretch out on it lying between my legs, propped up on his elbows, while he dove down on my cock. Up and down, back and forth, twisting his mouth around my dick on the upstroke, rubbing his tongue along my shaft. Then, he put his tongue somewhere out of the way (how the fuck do they do that?), and dove down on my stiff rod until his lips were brushing my pubes, still trying to swallow me. I could feel his throat muscles massaging my shaft. Then, he eased up and backed off a little, so I was out of his throat but still in that hot warm mouth. I could hear him catch a breath, and the whole process started over.
Every once in a while he'd moan, and if my dick was in his throat when he did, I could feel the vibrations on my shaft. Fuck, that was hot! Not only the feelings, though they were intense. But knowing that my cock was so fuckin good that it made this little bitch moan in pleasure just to get to suck it? What a fuckin turn-on! My eyes were half-closed through all this, though every once in a while I'd open them to see his lips wrapped around my hard dick as he swirled his mouth up and down on my shaft. Shit! And that's when I heard a groan that didn't come from the mouth wrapped around my cock, and I realized I wasn't the only one that was turned on.