Lockdown Master Part 8
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Dan let Adam lick and suck the precum from his cock head for a few minutes before putting a hand firmly on his submissive neighbour's head as a signal for the blow job to begin in earnest. Even without the pressure of Dan's hand, Adam was trying his best to take the perfect, rock hard shaft down his throat. He only started to gag a little, when his lips were almost touching Dan's trimmed pubes. Dan let him up slightly to draw breath, then pushed him back down until Adam started gagging again. Three more cycles of deep-throating and a pause for breath was all it took to send the uniformed stud over the edge. As the first volley of spunk erupted in Adam's mouth, Dan pulled out and shot 2 more streams over Adam's face. He lay back again against the sofa cushions and let out a contented sigh.
Adam stayed kneeling, tasting the spunk on his tongue and feeling the rest slowly cooling on his face. Dan reached forward and wiped his own spunk off Adam's face then fed it to him. Adam sucked on the masculine, freckled fingers until they were clean again. Dan looked into his eyes and asked, "do you want to cum? "Yes please, Sir," replied Adam, eagerly. He was thrilled at the chance of getting off while Dan was still in the room as in each of their previous encounters, the ex-soldier had left or sent Adam away immediately after shooting his load. Adam's hand was already on the soaked pouch of his jockstrap, but Dan nudged it away with his highly polished boot. Adam looked up, confused. "Beg" was Dan's one word order. "Please, Sir, I am begging you to let me cum. I am so turned on by sucking you Sir. I've never been more turned on. Please let your boy cum, Sir."
Dan paused, then slowly explained his terms for allowing the kneeling sub before him to have his release. "You have 2 minutes. You will cum on my boots. Then you will have 1 minute to lick every drop of your jizz off my size 11s." He raised his wrist, consulted the vintage Rolex and barked, "NOW!" Adam wasted no time in fishing his aching dick out of the jock and starting to wank. Despite his off-the-scale level of horniness, he was nervous and worried that he wouldn't be able to perform in time. He looked up and took in the sight of the handsome, muscled man in front of him, khaki vest showing off his shoulders to perfection and combat pants still around his thighs. His gazed swept past Dan's outheld arm, the steel bracelet of the Rolex resting on a bed of golden hair, then carried on down to the highly polished army boots. Remembering the order to cum over these symbols of Dan's power over his own, almost naked body suddenly set off Adam's orgasm and he only just had time to point the ropes of spunk exploding from his cockhead towards the leather. His orgasm was so strong that all he wanted to do was lie on the floor at Dan's feet to recover, but orders were orders and he worked his tongue hard to lick up all his own jizz within the 1 minute deadline. Dan looked pleased. "15 seconds to spare. Good boy." With that he stood, pulled up his combats and headed towards the door. Just before letting himself out of the flat, he turned his head back and said, "My place. 7am tomorrow for your workout." "Yes, Sir" replied Adam, before sinking down onto the rug, feeling happier than he had for years.
The next morning, Adam was wide awake and hard at 6am. He was ridiculously excited that Dan had made 2 dates (not that Dan would consider them dates) so close together. He took a long shower, making sure he was squeaky clean before putting on pristine gym kit that he had even ironed the night before. He was ready to go at 6.45, but as it was a 3 minute max trip to Dan's he paced up and down his own hall until it was time to leave.
Dan, meanwhile, was still in bed, mulling things over. The interrogation scene with Adam the day before had turned him more than he expected. When he had slipped on some of his old army gear, it was more to tease poor, gay boy Adam than anything else, but he really got into it and was hard and leaking by the time he had finished paddling Adam's arse.
In the evening, horny again, he had called Kelly and after some tedious small talk about her vulnerable sister, he had persuaded her to a bit of phone sex. He wanted her to beg to suck him like Adam did, but that would never happen with Kelly. She saw blow jobs as an occasional treat that Dan should be very grateful for and the one time, early in their relationship, that he had put a bit of pressure with his hand on her head to go deeper, she had an absolute fit and told him he was a selfish lover. Over the phone, he lowered the pitch of his voice to almost a growl and told her what he'd like to do with her if they were allowed to meet up. It worked and the sound of her panting down the line, along with his right hand, made him come for a second time that day, but it wasn't nearly as intense as with Adam.
He was still thinking about this, casually stroking his morning wood, when the doorbell rang. He glanced at the clock. Adam was dead on time.
Dan threw on shorts, a vest, white gym socks and his favourite, battered old trainers and went to the front door to find a nervous Adam in his spotless kit waiting in the corridor. The 5 minutes Dan had taken to get dressed had seemed an eternity to Adam and he wondered if he had misheard the time. Dan beckoned him in and guided him to the workout area. He wasted no time in putting his slightly unfit neighbour through his paces and seemed to know just how hard to push him to get the most effort out of him. Adam's favourite bit was press ups at Dan's feet, but he only got a few brief kisses onto the old leather in between reps. The weights were the hardest as he was already knackered from the cardio, but the sight of Dan's biceps working hard with far heavier weights than his own, spurred him on.
Adam was a sweaty mess by the time Dan decided the workout was over and when he was ordered to run to the kitchen to get water, it was definitely more of a walk. He handed Dan one glass and took several big swigs from his own. Dan was wiping the sweat from his face with a small towel. Adam had no such luxury and had to use the edge of his T-shirt to get the salt water from his forehead. As soon as he got his breath back, Dan nodded slightly to the mat and Adam immediately knelt on the spot Dan had indicated. Towering above him, Dan kicked off his trainers and lowered his shorts, revealing his beautiful hard cock. Adam licked his lips expectantly and leaned towards the glistening cockhead of his army master. Dan shook his head and said, "balls." The momentary disappointment at not being allowed to taste Dan's knob disappeared when Adam's tongue made contact with Dan's shaved and very sweaty balls. They tasted kind of nutty and so masculine. Adam covered every square centimetre with his eager tongue while Dan wanked slowly above his head. Adam felt Dan's balls rise up and then heard a guttural roar as he came. He felt the hot spunk land on his head, then face and finally his T-shirt.
To Adam's surprise, Dan whipped off his vest, wiped the remaining cum from his cock, took off his socks and piled the soiled kit in front of Adam. "Those are to be back to me here at midday tomorrow, washed and ironed," he said before heading off towards the bathroom. Adam stared lustfully at his muscled back and beautifully proportioned, rock hard buns as e retreated across the room. He scooped up the sweaty, spunk-soaked kit and headed, blushing, into the corridor, praying that he didn't meet any other neighbours.
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