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Memphis Master Part 3
My visit to Rick's office did not go as planned. I was going to tell him I did not want to play again and get him to delete the embarrassing pics he had of me. I left Master Rick's office with a raging hard-on and with the taste of his cum in my mouth. He still had the pics, and now he had a video of me liking cum off my lips and me telling him I loved the flavor of his jizz.
When I got home, my wife asked me if I was OK. I told her I was just stressed out at work. Not a total lie. I was awake the next morning at 4:30. She was happy to hear I had found a work out partner in Memphis. She said it would help me work off some stress. If she only knew, I could not sleep. All I could think about was the situation I was in and wonder what was going to happen at Master Rick's a 6:00. I was at his door at 6:00 exactly wearing a tank top, running shorts with a jock underneath. My hard dick was stretching the fabric of the jock.
Mater Rick answered the door in white boxer briefs, just like the first time I saw him, but he quickly changed into a jock strap and shorts, no shirt His toned body and furry chest looked good. I was both relieved and disappointed that he wanted to run not fuck. We jogged up Peabody street to Cooper Street and then over to Peabody Park. It was still dark when we stopped there. I was glad to take a breather, but paranoid about why we stopped here. Peabody Park is not as notorious as Overton Park, but guys have been known to cruise the park after dark.
"Don't look so nervous. I'm not going to let you blow me in a public park, but the tent in your shorts says you are more than willing. May be I'll let you suck me off back at my house if you ask me nicely."
We finished the jog by circling down Central Ave then over a few blocks down Cleveland Street to MASTER Rick?s house.
"Follow me down to the basement and cool off. Help your self to a Gatorade from the frig,. You can sit on the weight bench"
After I gulped down a half a bottle of Gatorade and caught my breath, I took a good look around the basement. Half the basement was used for a home gym, the other half was for home entertainment ,Hi Def 52", surround sound, PC, and camera and video equipment. MASTER RICK. had been working with the cameras while I was recovering from the run.
He stepped next to where I was sitting and asked"
"Wasn't there something you wanted to ask me Clark?"
He was going to fuck my face, but he was making me ask for it. I guessed if I wanted to cum to today I had better beg too.
"Sir, Can I please suck your cock? Please let me suck you off Sir. Please let me taste your dick Sir."
" My balls and cock are drenched in sweat?..you want that in your mouth bitch?"
"Yes please sir let me lick your sweaty balls"
"OK fagot, but no hands, just use your mouth and get my shorts off. Should me no problem for a talented mouth like you. Strip down to your jock and kneel."
His cotton shorts were tight, wet and rank, I got down on my knees, bit the hem of on the bottom of his shorts and bowed down to pull his shorts to his ankles. That put my face at his feet. He was only wearing white socks The smell hit me. I tried to pull my head back but MASTER RICK was too fast for me. Stepped out of his shorts and put one foot on the back of my head, forcing my face to his sweat soaked socks.
"Don't you want to help me out of those wet socks too?"
The strong aroma of this man was making my horny brain crazed. I knew want I had to say, and I sounded real pleading and sincere.
"Yes, Sir Can I take your socks off please, Sir?"
"Go for it fagot, but be careful, if you bite or pull my leg hair, your balls will pay."
Getting his shorts off was easy, socks were a challenge. Pushed down with my nose and lips till the fabric was bunched at his ankles then carefully used my teeth to pull over the sock over the heel. I must have managed it without pulling any of the hairs in his furry legs because he said "Good Boy". Now show your Master some respect."
He put one foot on my head again and pushed my face to his other foot. I did it without a thought, I kissed his feet. Before MASTER RICK was satisfied, I had not only kissed his feet, but licked them top and bottom. I actually sucked his toes and said thank you when I was done.
MASTER RICK let me back up and I worked on getting his jock strap off. The smell, can't describe it or explain what it does to me. MASTER RICK noticed the change.
"Getting eager to put your lips on my meat, cool. I think you are actually drooling on my pouch. Is it mouth watering good fag boy?"
"Yes Sir, ...Good"
Not sure how I did it but I got his jock pulled down below his balls. They were hanging low and looked huge, No shaved package here, Hairy natural low hangers.
"Lick the sweat off my balls boy. Nice and slow."
I ran my tongue up and down though MASTER RICK's wet ball sack hairs. Felt strange.
"Kiss those nuts look at the camera when you kiss my balls. You like those balls boy? What do they taste like?"
The taste was salty and odd, I think I smelled more than tasted his nuts.
"Yes Sir, Salty, delicious?. tastes so good Sir."
" Get' both in your mouth at once like I taught you. Lick those nuts in your mouth."
I moaned while I did what I was told.
"You want to suck me off now? Better hurry up or you'll be late for work."
"Sir, Please let me, let me suck out your cum, Sir."
" Well since you asked so nice. Suck me now."
I used my lips to push the foreskin back off MASTER RICK's dick head. He wasn't completely hard yet, so I sucked his head and ran my tongue around it He was hard in no time. He grabbed the side of my head and long dicked my mouth. The camera could see his cock pull almost completely out of my face and then disappear into my mouth, just like a porn flick. For just a second I wonder why he was recording this. He had all the blackmail material he could ever need. No tine to think about that, his bone felt good sliding across my lips. I did not even gag when his mushroom head pushed down my throat. I reached up with one hand and played with his nuts. My other hand gripped his hairy ass.
?Got you fingers on my ass fuckboy. I guess you wanted to kiss my ass again today. Sorry to disappoint you but licker, but I don?t have time to let you lick my ass hole today.?
I had not even thought about rimming him till he said that, but yea I wanted to do it again
?You?re moaning Clark. Good eager fucktoy.
"You can take fagot prick out of that stretched jock now. Beat your meat while you service me with your face. Good fag boy, you can cum right after I dump in your mouth."
I took my dick out, but was afraid to stoke it much, I was so close. I needed to cum. He was going to let me cum, I just have to get his load in my mouth first. Got to get his load in my mouth, got to make Master Rick Cum. I sucked like a Hoover kept my lips tight. My tongue never stopped moving on his cock. He pulled almost all the way back when he shot his load. I could feel all five squirts move though this dick and on to my tongue.
"Don't swallow yet. Keep that jizz and my cock in your mouth while you bust your nut."
I stroked my self for maybe 20 seconds. Moaned and grunted while I shot a big load.
"You can take my cock out of your fuck hole now. Open up and show the camera your breakfast. Say thank you then swallow every drop.
Some of the sticky jizz ran down my chin as I said ?Sir, Thank you for feeding me, Sir?
?Horny fagot, you got cum on my leg, Lick IT UP."
After I came and my head cleared, I was so embarrassed again, felt so dirty and low while I ate my cum off his leg, foot and floor. After I got dressed to leave, he handed me a thumb drive.
This has a copy of some of your pics and videos, and a list of dudes you are going to e- mail. I placed a Craiglist add for you with some pics. Got a good response. E-mail them on your lunch hour and find a way to get them to meet and use you. Don't worry about looking at porn at work. I do your security work. The only one monitoring your Internet use is me. DO NOT PISS ME OFF BOY.
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