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Previously:
Colin was all business. He stood on the mattress and moved to sit on my chest, flopping his wet cock on my face. I knew what was coming....he slapped my face a dozen times with his big, half-hard meat before putting a hand on the back of my head and ordering me to clean his cock. I did, of course. I wanted to. When he was satisfied, he got up, grabbed his iPhone and headed for the living room. I lay there recovering as I heard him get dressed. Then the door opened and closed....Colin was gone without even saying goodbye.
Characters:
Me (John): WM, 44, 6', 200, ginger, muscular, alpha Boss: Asian twink, 26, 5'6", 130, smooth/lean Don: WM, 38, 5'9", 210, nerd at bathhouse Quentin: WM Twink, 25, 5'9, 155, smooth, blond Doug: Quentin's BF, Latino, 6', 180, musc, smooth Colin: My co-worker, white, 30, 5'7", 125, skinny, smooth Al: (Colin's friend), Jewish, 5'8, 150, smooth, 6c
My Dom Asian Twink - Part 11
After Colin left, I rubbed some ointment on my beet-red ass and climbed into bed. I was exhausted from the physical and mental toll tonight and I slept soundly.
I awoke the next morning at 6am and felt pretty much as expected. My ass was SORE, inside and out. And when I moved to get up, it hurt like hell. I emailed my assistant that I would be working from home today, then I hobbled to the kitchen to make breakfast and coffee. I checked my phone and had one message from Colin. "Al will be there at noon. Blow him. And swallow this time like a good bitch". A few days ago I would have been angry but today I was simply resigned. I didn't want to blow Al again, but Colin is the alpha, he makes the rules. I responded, "Yes sir".
I'd sucked Al at the bathhouse and made him cum. I didn't do it willingly, I did it because Boss (my Asian twink) forced me to. Al was a mid-forties Jewish guy, not unattractive, with a nice, 6-incher. Al was definitely not an alpha and I suspected that Colin had been involved with him sexually at some point. Al came very quickly at the bathhouse, but that was under different circumstances. Either way, I was going to be eating Al's load for lunch.
The most comfortable position for my sore ass was on my back. I worked all morning with a laptop on my stomach and a bluetooth in my ear. It was busy and the time flew by. At noon the doorbell rang. I rose and made my way to the front door to find Al there. He looked different in the daylight. He was dressed in khaki shorts and a polo shirt that fit him nicely. He was lean and toned, in great shape for a guy his age and a contrast to my muscular, 6ft physique. He was clearly nervous. I shook his hand and he entered and stood while I closed the door. It was a bit awkward. Al knew this was only happening because Colin was forcing me, using the information Al had given him about my adventure at the bathhouse. On his own, Al would never have been able to put me on my knees. But I was about to blow him for a second time at the direction of others.
I asked Al if he wanted something to drink, but he declined. Then I asked him where he would be most comfortable - the sofa or my bedroom. He chose the bedroom and I told him to follow me as I cowboy-walked to the bedroom, my sore ass on full display. When we got there I explained that I was working from home today as I cleared my things from the bed. Al said, "I know - I heard about last night. I bet you're sore today", he said as he winked at me. The fucker, I thought. But I just went about making him a comfortable spot on the bed. Al had other ideas, though. He calmly said, "Strip". I was about to refuse when Al said, "Colin gave me a few instructions about what to do today". I dropped my shorts and took off my wife beater. Al positioned me on the bed with my head hanging off. I had expected this to be a simple blowjob - Al sitting or lying down, me sucking him. Instead, here I was with my head hanging off my own bed, waiting for him to face-fuck me. Still, I realized my cock was hard. And I was beginning to understand that I got a boner any time another man took control of me, even this normal, little Jewish dude.
Al took off his shirt and khakis, then his tighty-whiteys. He had an average cock, but it was beautiful. I barely got to admire it before it was in my mouth. Al was definitely excited by me... or this, I didn't know which. He moved into my throat and I realized how easy it was to accommodate him. Quentin was much bigger and Colin, of course, was enormous. Al's cock fit perfectly into my throat and he began long strokes in and out of my mouth, loding in my throat each time. He was loving it. So was I! His height was perfect for the angle and it was nice to be able to please him instead of being used so hard. He surprised me when he reached for my cock. The instant he touched it I thought I might cum and began to make noise and protest. "Colin said you would enjoy blowing me regardless of whether you were attracted to me. He said you were a natural sub. He's right, isn't he?" Al had thrust into my throat and stayed there while he talked, moving his hips around while I flexed my throat muscles. I wanted desperately for him to let go of my cock, but I couldn't speak with his cock in my throat. He inched back a bit and just kept jabbing my throat while I groaned and tried to shake my head. He was leaning over me stroking my dick gently with two fingers. I lost it and my body seized and went rigid. I fired and fired, the ecstacy apparent. After a few shots I remembered my task and began to work my throat muscles, swallowing the head of Al's cock. He let go of mine, wiping the cum in my chest hair as he began to take longer strokes into my mouth. His hands were on my pecs now and I reached with my own hands to grab his ass and pull him further into me. That did it, Al groaned and began to cum when I touched him. Most of it went directly down my throat, but he pulled back on the last couple spurts. When he was finished he withdrew, instructed me not to swallow, and told me to get on my knees on the floor in front of him. I maneuvered quickly onto the floor in front of him, his cock still dripping with my spit and his cum. I was half-hard again and I loved kneeling before the smaller man. Al told me to open my mouth and I showed him the cum there. "Swallow it", he quietly ordered. I did. Then, without him asking, I took his cock gently into my mouth and cleaned-off the remaining cum, tickling his balls with my fingers. I leaned back and swallowed these remnants for him as well.
Al seemed suddenly embarrassed, like he came to his senses. He dressed quickly and headed for the door as I hobbled behind him. Before he opened it he said, " I will tell Colin you were amazing, because you were. Thank you". Then he was gone.