As he pulled his cock out of my mouth, he milked a last drop of cum and left it on my tongue. "What do you say, cocksucker?"
I was confused for a moment before remembering his earlier order. "Thank you, Jim" I said quietly.
Jim just replied, "Good boy." and sat back down on the couch with his legs spread. "You aren't done yet. Suck my balls." Still on my knees, I crawled over to my buddy. He watched my every move with a smirk on his face as I lowered my lips to his balls and started to worship him. The game had come back on at some point, and he continued to watch it while I serviced his nuts. After a while he scooted a little lower on the couch. "Lick a little lower, bitch. Want that tongue on my asshole."
I almost threw up from the thought of licking another guy's ass, but it was a little late to start saying 'no' now, so I obediently started licking from his balls to his ass, getting a few moans in response from Jim.
"Fuck that feels good, Aaron. You're a champ at this." I just kept licking. "You're enjoying this as much as I am, aren't you buddy?" Again I just kept licking until I felt him slap his dick on my forhead. He was hard again. "I asked you a question."
I pulled back. "umm...yeah, Jim. I'm enjoying this, " I responded in a soft voice.
"Good boy. You're learning. We aren't done though. You're my slave for the rest of the day, cocksucker."
My head was reeling. Was I really Jim's slave and cocksucker? Considering he had just dumped a load down my throat, I couldn't really argue with his assessment, but I couldn't believe it was happening. I also couldn't deny how hard my own dick was in my pants from being ordered around by my bud.
"I'm hard again, cocksucker. Get back on my dick and start suckin. I'm not doin all the work this time, bitch."
I repositioned myself and wrapped my lips back around Jim's hard cock. He had both hands behind his head and was watching me with a big smile on his face as I started sucking him.
"Thats not bad, fag, but you know as well as I do that you need to do more than just bob on my dick. Suck harder and use your tongue, boy."
I began swirling my tongue around his head and sucking as I moved up and down on his cock, causing Jim to sigh and close his eyes for a bit as I did my work. My dick was still leaking precum in my pants.
"Keep it up, cocksucker. You're doin real good, Aaron. First class blowjob here."
His compliment made my dick jump and I felt a blush creep into my face. Was I really blushing from another guy telling me how good I was at sucking cock? It was almost unbeleivable, but all I wanted at that moment was his approval. All other thoughts were just pushed away as I worked Jim's dick to the best of my ability.
"Fuck yeah, baby. Show your man how much you want his load." Jim sighed as I continued to suck. His eyes were closed and I started to wonder if he was really thinking about his girlfriend when he called me 'baby'. Oddly, I felt a pang of jealousy when I realized he might be thinking of someone else servicing him. He opened his eyes shortly, however, and started watching me work again, still with a smirk on his lips. "Don't stop, baby. Gonna feed you another load if you keep this up."
I realized I really wanted his cum. I wanted to make my buddy feel that good. To know that I had given him so much pleasure that he shoots his load in my mouth. I wanted to hear him moan and feel him tense up as he came. I doubled my efforts, sucking harder and faster and using my tongue on the underside of his head.
"Oh fuck, bitch. You really want my cum bad, don't you?" Jim said through heavy breaths. "Keep it up, baby. I'm close."
I kept up my pace, really wanting to show Jim how good I could make him feel. After a few more moments, I could feel his cock swell up even more and suddenly Jim's hands were on either side of my head. This time, however, he didn't pull me down onto his dick, his hands actually kept me away so that only his head was in my mouth. His dick started to pulse as he shot his load into my mouth. I knew Jim would want me to swallow, so I started gulping down his load. I think he actually shot a few more spurts that second time than the first. It certainly felt like a lot going down my throat. It was really salty and thick as hell. I almost gagged when I first tasted it, but I quickly supressed the reflex and drank it down. I was really glad I did, because the look on his face made it all worth it.
With out even being prompted, I said "Thank you, Jim" and moved down to his balls and began sucking and kissing them. I did that for several minutes while no one said anything. He just sat their in silence as his buddy worshipped his balls like it was the most natural thing in the world, and I guess for Jim, it was.
"Fuck Aaron, you are one hell of a conquest. You're makin me feel awesome." Again I blushed at the compliment, making him chuckle. "You're a good slave, Aaron. But you're not done yet. I still have a few more loads you need to suck out of me today, but first I want you to stay on your knees and bow down and kiss my feet."
I backed away a bit, still on my knees, and lowered my lips to his feet, which were just in white socks at the moment. As my lips touched his foot, his other foot was suddenly on the top of my head, pushing me down.
"When you were givin me a foot massage earlier, I couldn't help thinkin it would be better if you were sittin on the floor and using your mouth in addition to your hands." Jim said, still holding my lips to his socked foot. "Now is your chance to do it right. When I let you up youre going to take off my socks and give me another foot massage and youre going to use your mouth, tongue and lips to show your Master how much you appreciate being able to worship him. You got that cocksucker?"
He let up on the pressure a bit so I could answer, so I said "Yes" and quickly felt a soft, but still assertive kick to the back of my head. I corrected myself, "Yes Master."
"Thats better, bitch. You need to learn to respect me."
I sat down in front of him, took off his white socks and begain massaging his feet, bringing one up to my face and kissing it. I couldn't beleive I was actually kissing another man's foot, but it felt right with Jim - like he deserved that kind of reverence. My tongue took a life of its own, and before long I was sucking and licking his toes. He was only wearing a t-shirt now, but he eventually took that off too while I massaged his feet. I finally got to see Jim in all his glory, sitting on the couch like a king with me on the floor at his feet. I noticed his dick seemed to be hardening again.
"Good slave. Start worshipping my calves now, boy."
I obediently moved up and started massaging, kissing and licking his hairy calves. I realized Jim has really well-defined legs, something I hadn't noticed before. Occassionally I would hit a sensitive spot and his leg muscles would tense up. That drove me nuts feeling his muscle flex under my lips. I really don't know how long I did that, but eventually he gave the order to move up to his thighs to give them the same treatment.
"You like worshipping your god, boy?"
I nodded and said "Yes, Master" as I continued to massage and worship his thighs.
As my kisses got closer to his crotch, he smacked me and said "Not yet, cocksucker." He pulled my head from his crotch and put his left hand in front of my face and just said one word. "Worship."
I started kissing, licking and sucking his fingers and massaging his palm. My worshipping Jim continued all the way up his arms to his chest. He had me spend a long time licking his armpits and nipples and then down his stomach where I found myself face to face with Jim's once again hard cock.
Before I could dive back onto his cock, I felt a hand on my forhead keeping me away.
"Tell me what you want, bitch." I just stared at my buddy's cock for a moment before I could start saying an answer. Jim's other hand slapped me. "Don't make me say it again, cocksucker."
The words suddenly started pouring out. "Master, I want to service you. I want to suck your cock and make you feel good. You're a superior man and I belong on my knees with your cock in my mouth, worshipping you just like you deserve. I want to be the best cocksucker you've ever had, making you cum in my mouth and I want to swallow every drop because it is such a privilege to service you." I don't know where it all came from, but I realized Jim was laughing at me before I could go on.
"You are one hungry slave, Aaron. I knew you'd make a good cocksucker, but damn, bitch." Jim said as he kept laughing. "Go ahead, fag. Suck your Master's cock," he said, releasing my head.
I dove back onto his cock and started sucking with renewed hunger. My jaw was aching, but I ignored it. All I could think of was making Jim cum. His dick felt so good sliding past my lips, rubbing against my tongue and hitting the back of my throat. Every time I pushed down onto his cock, it sent shivers through me. I was devouring his cock and it wasn't long before I felt him start to tense up and his dick swelled even more. Remembering the last blowjob, I pulled away until only his head was in my mouth and continued swirling my tongue around his head while he shot another load into me. After he was done cumming, I was about to pull away to begin sucking his balls, but he put his hand on the back of my head.
"Just keep sucking til I'm hard again Aaron. Your mouth feels so fucking good on my dick I should be ready again soon." And Jim threw back his head and closed his eyes while I continued sucking his softening cock.
I spent the rest of that day worshipping my buddy Jim as he relaxed. I got him to cum one more time, but I was happy to keep sucking his nuts and dick even when he was soft. Eventually I headed home and jerked off, shooting a huge load that had been building up all day. I started thinking about Jim often and how I wanted to serve him again, but he never seemed to be interested in it again.
A few weeks after that afternoon, I mentioned to Jim that I'd service him again if he wanted. He just laughed and said "I know you would, buddy. I know you would."
Thanks for all the encouragement after the last chapter, guys. I wasn't sure if people would be interested in reading about this experience, but it seems like quite a few are. With any luck, maybe I'll be able to write about another guy like Jim soon.
As always, I can be reached at str8lrn2srv@aol.com