My name is Duke, the bastard son of some longshoreman my mother lived with when she lived back east in Boston working for a real estate company. My mother never told me much about my dad Josh until I was 12. She had quite a few pictures of him. There was no doubt that I was his son. Even at 12, I was a look alike - same black curly hair, green eyes, and olive complexion, high cheekbones and good looks. He was a big man. A couple of pictures he had his shirt off showing off his many tattoos and muscles. She had three shots of his genitalia. He was huge, with big hanging balls that looked like grandfather clock pendulums dangling below his cock. He was uncircumcised, and the hood extended a good inch longer than his dick. I realized right then that he was indeed my dad, as I already had a 9inch dick and balls that were exact duplicates of what I was looking at in the picture, only smaller at my age.
My mom said, "Now you see why I loved that man honey - not only big in stature, good looking, but look at the magnificent cock on him! He sure did know how to use it to, all 13inches. He made you in his image Duke; handsome, sexy and hung like a bull, even for the dangling balls. You are a clone of him already, right down to that huge 9inches you already have growing in your shorts. You too will have 12 or 13 inches when you finish going through puberty! You will be a popular one with the babes, probably even more so with the boys! Now give mama a big kiss and get that dick hard so I can suck on it dear! Mama needs some love juice from her handsome boy." This lifestyle had been going on since we move to Oakland, CA from Boston some three years earlier. I always slept with my mom since I was a kid. Somehow, it just turned to having sex with her as I started into puberty. She made the first move by jacking me off one night when I tented the sheet laying next to her. After that she would not leave me alone and started sucking me off every night, getting me all hot and hard with her antics. Finally one night she just got so excited kissing and fondling me she climbed on me and rode me like a wild woman. She always made me pull out of her before I would skeet, but taught me to either hold back shooting until she had climaxed at least twice, or pull and shoot, then put it right back into her. Now she had me fucking her every night and sometimes three or four times on the weekends when she was not out selling real estate or dating a man. I loved my mom, more than most boys my age - of course I did for good reason! She came home one afternoon and was so happy holding up a diaphragm she had been fitted with. From that day forward, I could shoot my load into her every time and I was horny for her constantly.
She was very careful not to get pregnant by me, but she became so possessive of me over time, I began to feel suffocated by the sexual demands she put on me. It definitely affected my social life at school, with making friends and my being around guys and gals my own age. I had few friends, as a normal boy should to sleep over or go places. She wanted me all to herself and taught me to make love to her in ways that women like - foreplay, gentle kissing, rubbing her thighs, and giving her multiple organisms before I petered out, which wasn't often. At my age, she could keep me up and shooting as long as she desired a hard dick in her hot pussy. She finally got so she didn't even wear underpants and would tease me by lifting her skirt so I could see her beaver staring at me. This instantly turned me on and I would fall to my knees and lick her pussy just as she wanted for hours before she would let me have relief. I became her puppy dog sex toy for years, molded into the perfect male stud for her personal pleasures. I loved her, but she truly was a nymphomaniac.
By the time I turned 18, she treated me like her personal sex machine, wanting me with her constantly when she was working. She was choking me with her constant lust for me. She got very bold, wanting to do it in public places. She tossed all my jocks and briefs. She replaced them all with boxers so I had no support and my dick and balls were clearly visible hanging down my thigh. I finally had to put my foot down and tell her to back off when she would kiss and fondle me in public. Hell, at 18 I was 6' 3" 210lbs with a 12inch dick on me already. The sex was great, but being possessed and sexually exploited, I no longer could handle. I quite fucking around with her, slept alone, and every time she came on to me, I put her over my knee and spanked her bare bottom until it was red, thinking this would curb her lust for me. This only turned her on more, so I quit doing that when I realized she like to be spanked. This stand off only lasted a few days as she caught me in one of my horny moods one night playing with myself in the shower. When she joined me, came on to me, I spanked he red again, knocked her around a bit. She turned into a wild whore, and was all over me in seconds under the hot spray and soap. My resistance quickly faded. I fucked her most of that night and through the weekend, giving her everything I had including black and blue marks, and multiple hickeys. I realized right there and then that rough sex absolutely turned me on. She loved it too! She told me straight away she liked it rough and encouraged me to do it rough from now on. This really got me excited and lusting for her antics that got me going. I could not keep my hands off her after that wild night. One night she started screaming Josh, Josh, Josh when I was spanking her because she wouldn't swallow my dick as I wanted as she gave me head. I flipped her off my lap and pushed my dick down her throat. She gagged and fought me, but soon realized I was in total control of her. She finally settled down and took me all the way until I filled her throat with my spunk. From that night forward, I became the sexual dominant in our relationships. I relished in giving her orders and punishing her for even the slightest infractions from delivering my demands.
I asked her later that same night. "Why did you keep calling me Josh when I was spanking you Liz?"
"Oh Duke darling, you are just like you dear dad, only better baby! He liked it wild and rough too, just all man and dominant like you! He eventually taught me to crave it too Duke! He not only liked rough sex, he controlled me, even would bring young stuff home from work and the two of them use to feast on me, sometimes men, sometimes other women. We would really have some good old times together doing three ways together Duke! Maybe someday you and I can go out and pick up some young stuff for us to have fun with together too now that you will be 21 in a few days and can get into the bars. Be a nice birthday present for you darling! Get you some new pussy honey, maybe even some cute hot ass boys too! Would you like that Duke?" I did not answer, but every time I thought about what she said, it made me tent with a big old boner! I'd never corn holed a boy before, but I thought about it often when I looked at nice bubble butts in the showers at school.
She had already planned my 21st birthday present. She knew I liked the blue eyed blond gals with big breasts with lots of pussy hair, just like her. Damn, she had the most beautiful blue eyed blond young woman she worked with to dinner the night I turned 21. The two of them obviously had it all planned well in advance. After dinner we smoked a few joints, got feeling real loose and comfortable. It was not long and they had me stripped of every bit of my clothing, one sucking on my nipples as the other sucked on my dick. When they finally escorted me to the bedroom and the two undressed, I was too stoned to care what they did with me. I just laid back and enjoyed all the kissing, fondling, sucking and antics. When her friend Toni straddled me and lowered her body over my manhood my eyes closed feeling her huge breasts with my palms. Suddenly I realized I was butt-fucking Toni. She was so tight I thought it would squeeze my dick off at the base. When I opened my eyes, mom was climbing over my chest facing Toni. She scooted up tight against her ramming their breasts together and they began rutting each other. I continued to enjoy the ride Toni was giving my member, just laying, enjoying with my eyes closed. I had never butt fucked anyone before and it was truly tight and awesome. This was my first time ever to experience this lustful pleasure. Never had a pussy felt this terrific. Her ass muscles seemed to clamp and release working my dick in a hot vice like a cavity spreading pleasure and warmth from her body into my dick.
I reached up, wrapped my arms around mom and played with both their boobs. Toni brought me to a raging climax at about the same time she stiffened and mom and she both climaxed together. We rolled over on our sides and disengaged. It was not until that moment that I suddenly realized that Toni had a dick on her. Toni had nice breasts, beautiful blue eyes and blond hair, but she still had this 8inch dick and balls hanging between her legs. I just pointed to what lay there speechless. Mom giggled and said, "Ain't he something darling - happy birthday!" Mom explained that Toni was a transvestite going through the treatment to be a transsexual. Come to find out, mom had been the one to talk Tony into becoming Toni, since he was such a beautiful but effeminate member of the salaried non-licensed employees at the office. Toni became a regular guest of our house for the next 6 months. He/she taught me all kinds of things that men do with men. It wasn't long and I was butt fucking my mom too I liked it so well. It was so tight and warm up their shit shoots. I just loved it so much better than pussy. Before long, pussy was for eating, ass was for pleasuring my hungry dick.
Toni eventually took me to the gay bars where I met some other beauties to bring home for our pleasure. Those gay boys seemed to flock around me. I had something special that they all wanted. Of course - my 13inch dick was more than happy to search their depths. Getting male pussy was all I could think about at college each day. Toni and mom both were putting such demands on me to finish college, but I was only a junior, my grades were failing, and I still did not know what I wanted to major in or ultimately become. I finally talked mom into paying for my admission to bartender's school in San Francisco, just across the Bay Bridge from Oakland. Each day I rode the bus to school; once in awhile I stayed with Kyle, a gay guy I met at school. He lived with Master Max, a Top older guy that owned a leather bar in the Mission District of San Francisco. Max also ran a school for training both Top and Bottom guys to be Masters or Slaves. Many a night we spent in that bar meeting guys, drinking and having ourselves a blast. Sure, I went home with quite a few younger guys that wanted a good taste of my 13incher. The word got around about my size and I was on demand with all the bottom leather queens. I had no idea there were as many very macho masculine men that liked their asses penetrated until I started going out with some of them. Some were so masculine, until I got them in bed; then their legs would go right up in the air over my shoulders without a whimper or ounce of self-control. Most wanted topped; however, once in awhile one of these macho guys would try to stick the meat to me. When they did, I did a rough and tumble domination number on them. I turned a few guys that thought they were going to fuck me into my pussy boy. I would let these macho guys lick and suck on my anus, but the minute the fingers started to poke, I would roll them over on their backs. I had to fight a few of them, but I would eventually fuck them silly watching their eyes full of pain until they got a good taste of my big dick up their shit chute. When I got through with them, they knew their cherry was broken. I made them jack off and cum with me as I massaged and raped their prostrates to organism. Most came back for more once they got a good taste of that pleasure and my dominance over their bodies. Max, being the accomplished Master and trainer he was gave me free Master training. I learned more tricks of control and domination from that man than I ever knew existed. He said I was a natural dominant.
When I graduated from bartender school, Max gave me a weekend job instantly at 'The Tool Box,' his leather bar in the Mission. The place was a leather biker and construction worker bar. I worked Friday, Saturday nights and Sunday afternoons. The place always packed with real hot numbers on those nights. Damn near every weeknight the place was busy from 5:30pm until around 10:30pm. I went home to Oakland most nights until mom got herself a macho man of her own. As for Toni, he completed his surgery and became a woman. I still met her once in awhile and butt fucked her, her favorite pleasure. Her new pussy was not large enough to accommodate my monster dick. Eventually, she found herself a SF policeman, a real hunk of a man. They set up house together and my escapades with Toni stopped. Toni was my first, and the firsts are always the ones we compare all others to after them. She was a real fuck machine with the looks to go with her fantastic anal abilities.
Kyle and Max liked me around, let me live with them free, but they didn't have enough business during the week to put me on full time. Guys were offering me money to go home with them on the nights I worked. I discussed these offers with Kyle and Max. They suggested I run a side business out of the bar and they would set up and schedule my tricks for a 20% cut of the service fees they figured I could charge. I started slowly working only M-TTH evenings. I soon found out that Kyle and Max had my evenings filled with appointments. These rich guys were actually willing to pay me big bucks to have me fuck them. I could not believe how some of these leather queens were stockbrokers, bankers and guys with big expensive homes and incomes. It was not long and I had a clientele of rich male bitches willing to pay big bucks for my services. I had to buy expensive clothing to meet clients at the expensive places around the city so they could show me off to their friends. I got paid by the hour, so I didn't care if I was being paraded or fucking the male bitches, most so fucking old I wanted to gag when I saw them with their clothing off. My reward was a nice fat wad of money always in my wallet. Not only was I making terrific money, but I was getting expensive gifts from my clients as well.
One day, I was having dinner at the Top of the Mark Hopkins Hotel with a client, Mr. Grant. He was one of my regulars when this good-looking Arabic guy about my age walked up, started talking to my trick. Mr. Grant introduced us and the guy shook my hand and held on as he made small talk with me. He made my dick harden in my trousers as I spread my legs to let him see the bulge. He checked me out real well before he finished his conversation with Mr. Grant as I kept readjusting myself to see if he was watching. He definitely was watching my antics. The guy was going to law school and the son of some Saudi-Arabian king. He handed me his card before he returned to his table of five. He kept watching and smiling at me all through dinner. The next day I called the number on his card and asked for Yashati Ali and a secretary said he was out but she would tell him I called if I would leave my name and phone number. Three hours later Max's phone rang and the lady asked for me saying she had a call holding from Yashati. I winked at Max and Kyle and gave them the quiet signal as I took the call. The lady said, "Mr. Duke Miladnovich?" I answered, "Yes this is Duke! She continued, "Please hold Sir and Prince Yashati will be right with you sir." Less than thirty seconds later, Yashati in broken English came on the line and said. "Hello Duke, I be looking for a male companion for the evening and Mr. Grant suggested I might give you a call. Looks like you beat me to that call Duke when my sister gave me word that you had called. Would you be available for an 8:00pm dinner tonight, I seem to be having thoughts of you all day since I enjoy looking at you last night? I answered, "Yes, I'll be able to have dinner with you Yashati." He continued, "Mark Hopkins Hotel, 8:00pm, dinner in the room, dress casually, no underclothing please!" I answered, "Yes, 8:00pm then!" I heard a click on the other end as he obviously had hung up the telephone.
He had obviously left my name at the hotel desk. When I asked what room number he occupied, the desk clerk asked, "Are you Mr. Duke sir?" When I answered yes, he had the bellhop take me right up to the room. The bellhop gave me a good look over, especially my crotch, which I had squeezed into a pair of tight designer light gray wool slacks. I wore a white shirt, darker gray sports jacket and brown leather loafers - essence of Mr. Casual male prostitute. As instructed, I wore no underwear, so my dick hung down my thigh, a big, fat salami. The bellhop could not keep his eyes off it. He kept licking his lips as we walked the hallway to the double doors of room 828. He knocked twice and Yashati answered the door wearing only a loincloth, nothing more. I noticed immediately that he had no body hair, even his armpits were clean - a sure turn on to me. He obviously worked out enough to keep himself in top form, not overly muscular, but tight and firm all over. He handed the bellhop a greenback and he left, closing the door as he exited. He stepped right up to me and said, "Let's get that coat and shirt off you Duke so I can get a good look at you as we have a couple of glasses of wine. Dinner should be arriving shortly! Just hang your coat and shirt in the closet there while I pour us a glass of bubbly." I noticed that he was already sporting a nice boner in his brief loincloth as he kept looking at my salami floating with each of my movements under the tight wool cloth. When he handed me the glass of wine he gave it a little squeeze with his other hand and said, "My Duke you are a big boy indeed! Good thing I like the big boys especially!
As we were drinking our second glass of wine, the food arrived. The minute the boy finished setting up the glass table with the food and left he said, "Let's get nude for dinner Duke so I can admire my dessert while we eat!" He was already loosening his loincloth. It dropped to the floor. Not cut, he had about 8inches and already hard as it stuck straight out and led his way to assist me in removing my loafers, socks and most importantly my trousers. My dick sprung to attention and started to drool as usual almost instantly as I gazed at this handsome bronze beauty. There was just a light trimmed fluff of pure silky black hair over his groin. His balls shaved clean of any trace of hair. He just stood with the bottle of bubbly in his hand and filled my glass with more wine as he ran his hands over and fondled my well developed six pack. He let his hand fall and fondle my 1inch long foreskin that always stayed covering my dick even when it was hard. He squeezed it off and my pre-cum covered his fingertips. He put it to his nose and smelled it first, then put it to his lips and said, "Just as I expected, nice and sweet of course - obviously you are a non smoker. Let's get some food in us, I been starved all day, even missed lunch!" We sat and ate, drinking more wine and talking about everything, mostly sports and current events. He kept an eye through the glass table on my dick, once in awhile pushing his foot up and playing with it while he ate. It made it difficult for me to eat. It definitely kept me hard and dripping for sure! He shoveled down his food, then before I was even close to done; he was on his feet going for a cigarette. He returned to the table, moved his chair around right up next to me and smoked his cigarette as I finished eating my dinner. He kept rubbing my inner thigh, which kept me dripping on the carpet between my feet. The minute I sat my fork down, he told me to pull back away from the table. He said, "I'll have my dessert now!"
He went instantly on to his knees between my legs and inhaled my scent, nose buried in my groin, nuzzling his nose and lips in my pubes. He was moaning like a little kid in Toyland. I just slid down in my chair to give him better access and watched him lick and swirl his tongue in my black pubic hair. He moved down, played with my danglers and tried to suck them both into his mouth which he finally realized were to big so he took them on one at a time. He was driving me crazy as I took his head in between my hands and guided him up to the head of my dick and said, "Suck on here now baby doll! I hope you like headcheese. I saved it just for you!" He moaned, looked up at me and smiled! At that moment, I knew he was a cock slut for sure. Just the lustful expression on his face said it all. I continued, "I'm waiting slut, pull the skin back and get your treat Yashati baby - the master's waiting to be cleaned!" I took him by the ears and forced his head immediately to my foreskin. He slowly pulled the umbrella back, inhaled the Smegma and moaned again as his tongue fed on the little white specks of cheese. When he saw the larger build up around the glands at the base of my dick head he let out a huge groan and darted his tongue through it trying to coat his entire tongue with the substance. He spread it all over his lips and looked up into my eyes and blinked his huge eyes as he kept pulling a little at a time back into his mouth to savor the flavor. He kept going back for more until he had me nice and clean.
"OK cock sucker, now get busy and work the big salami for the Master! Down the hatch, show me what you do with a nice big dick like I'm offering you tonight cock slut!" To confirm that he was into domination, even possibly pain, I grabbed his nipples, squeezed and twisted them between my fingernails. He just let out a moan and fell into my hands. He wanted everything I could give them and more. I grabbed his cock between my big toes, pushed it down to the floor and put the weight of my foot down grinding it into the carpet. Again, he moaned and said, "Oh Yes Master Duke," and his cock pulsated against my foot. At first, I though he had cum, but realized he was just responding to the pain in a positive way. I got a better grip on his cock and really ground it and his balls into the carpet as he slowly lowered his mouth over my dick trying to get it down his throat. I gave him a bit of help by grabbing his ears again and shoving my dick past the uvula, down his voice box and into his esophagus. He was a master cock sucker, never even gagged, just took all of my 13inches right down his tube. I felt his throat muscles contract and it sent shivers through me as I pulled back to let him have some oxygen. Then I buried in his throat again, building up a rhythm so he would be able to catch a breath on each revolution.
"Suck that big dick, cock slut and I'll give you your dessert like you wanted very soon! Yea! Suck it baby! Make the Master proud of his little cock sucker!" He just moaned and continued to devour everything I had to give him. Two more hard thrusts and I held his head tightly into my pubes and unloaded the first three of eight shots of spunk down his throat. I pulled back and delivered three more over his tongue, the last two I sprayed over his face. I spread it around with my cock head and slapped my dick back and forth across his face. I lifted his head up out of my groin, gathered my skeet off his face with my fingers and fed it to him as though he was a little baby taking the bottle. I remained semi-hard as he gathered himself and went for another smoke. He returned this time with a reefer, a big fat one, lit it and took a long hard drag and passed it to me and smiled.
He muttered, "Columbia Gold," the best - very powerful, as you will see shortly Master Duke. We only took two good long hits each from the reefer and almost immediately, my head was floating as he moved me into the bedroom and we lay together on the big king size bed. He was totally fascinated with my big dick. He played with it for awhile as I nestled into his nipples and sucked on them, biting and chewing. Then he lit up the joint again, we took two more nice hits on it and he pinched it out and sat it and the lighter in an ashtray on the nightstand. I laid him on his back, got on my knees at the foot of the bed and pulled him down so I could lick and suck on his balls all the way to his rosebud. I sucked around the little pink pucker and sucked it into my mouth and rammed my tongue until he began to loosen and open-up for me. Before long, he was thrusting his ass back against my tongue like a whore in heat. He handed me a tube of gel and I coated his ass and worked a finger up into him. He flinched for a second then seemed to open right up to accept two, then three, then four fingers. He was moaning, "I'm ready now Master Duke!" I slapped him on the ass and told him he was going to have to beg better than that before he would get any dick tonight. He looked up into my eyes and gave me a sad and pitiful look and said, "Please Master Duke, I have to have that monster in me! Oh please fuck me Sir - I lust now for you to take me Sir!"
"On your feet dick breath! Get up here and get me nice and hard again with that mouth of yours' first!" He knew how to follow my commands. "Lube up my dick now pussy boy, put the rubber on me and then lube it up good too!" I watched as he pulled back my foreskin and lubed me well, sliding the skin back and forth to spread the gel well. He rolled the rubber down and lubed it up again. "OK, sit on the edge of the bed and lay back now and give me your heals." I held his heals up and lined up for a quick penetration and ordered, "Is this big salami what you want baby?" He muttered, "Oh YES SIR - OH YES PLEASE!" I lowered his knees down to my elbows, grabbed his arms, put them up over my neck and told him. "Hold on tightly baby." I lifted him up into my arms and carried him so his back was wedged against the wall and slowly lowered him until my salami was lined up with his buns. Using one hand I guided my dick head to his rosebud and gently pushed as it broke the circle. The minute the head was in I stopped and asked, "How you doing baby doll?" He let out a whimper and whispered, "Oh you're so big Duke, just take it easy for awhile!" When I felt him relax, I let him slip down my shaft until I saw a smile start to form on his face. I knew I must have reached, putting pressure on his little walnut. Sure enough, as I rotated his ass on that spot he began to moan and lift himself in my arms until he was feeling what he needed. He went limp and just slid down over my dick right to my pubes. I slowly pulled until just the head remained in him, then let him slip down over me again. When I had done this about three times, he braced himself against the wall with his shoulders and began to pump using his arms, back and legs to plunge and rotate over my mighty warrior. The little guy went wild in my arms, forcing me to hold him tightly for the pressure he was putting on each thrust. "Fuck baby, you are one hot little pussy slut! You like the master's big dick in you big time baby. Talk to me honey, tell me how much you like this big dick!"
"Oh Master Duke, I'm on fire inside Sir! This is awesome! I am so full with your big cock I feel like this is my best ever Sir! I'm going to cum Sir if you don't slow a bit! Can I cum Sir?" I quickly answered, "Not on you life, you know the rule - Never cum until the Master gives you the OK cum butt! You shoot and I will have to discipline you harshly little guy." He knew to take one hand from my neck, push it down between us and choke his dick off to keep from shooting his load. I was sweating profusely, his hand and dick became saturated with my pungent body fluid, causing him to almost loose his spunk with each thrust. He was trying his best to keep from shooting, but I was trying my best to get him to loose control so I could give him some rough stuff in retaliation for the blunder. I won out as he shot his load all over his hand, my stomach and chest. His pounding internal muscle undulations took me over the top and I unloaded with a final hard plunge slapping my balls and lodging them against his inner thighs. He was whimpering and tears were flowing from his eyes, partially from pleasure, or possibly from messing up by spreading his skeet all over me without permission. He knew he blundered. I had to control myself from laughing or smiling so he would not know I had intentionally caused him to skeet when I plowed his walnut.
I pulled from him, let his legs drop to the floor, held him flat against the wall with one hand on his neck, glared directly into his tear filled eyes and said in a firm authoritative voice. "You messed up ass fuck! Just look at the mess you made all over me. Now get your ass to work cleaning it all up with you tongue, make you my cum-pig too baby! " He went right to work licking up his residue mixed with my salty sweat. When he got down to my short hairs, he was humming to himself. "He obviously liked doing this. Now scoop it off yourself with your fingers before you smell like a cum factory." When he finished cleaning himself, I pulled the used rubber off my salami, stuck the working end in between his lips and squeezed the contents into his mouth. He had no problem as he sucked, licked and tried to get his tongue in to grab it all. He worked it around in his mouth swallowing a bit at a time, obviously savoring the flavor like most little cum suckers do with a full load of their warm Master's spunk.
"Now, since you did such a fine job of cleaning up your mess, I am going to be lenient with your punishment this time and only give you 10 lashes with my belt across your hot little ass. Get my belt off my pants, hand it to me and let us get this over with before I change my mind and decide to give you the usual 20. Make it snappy. He was back in an instant with the belt. I just happened to see one of those white terrycloth bathrobes hanging in the bathroom from where I was standing. I told him to bring me the soft cotton belt from it also. I tied a double knot on each end of the cloth belt, wrapped an end around his wrist, looped the double knot back through the loop and pulled it securely to cling to his wrist. I did the other wrist the same way with the other end. I led him to the bathroom door, lifted him so I could drop the slack belt material up over two sturdy dowels drilled through the door. I took up the slack by wrapping the material around each dowel until he hung from the door so just the balls of each foot supported him. I was able to swing the door up against the wall and know he could not get loose without a lift from me. I left him virtually immobilized hanging there from the door with his back and ass cheeks exposed for his punishment. To keep him from screaming out, I stuffed one of my socks in his mouth securely. I turned his head so he could see me with his peripheral vision. Once I had the buckle end of the belt secured around my hand, I stood to one side and gave his left bun a swift hard swat. He tried to cry out, which turned out to be a muffled sound as the door swung and banged against the doorstop and started to swing back slightly. Strike two I placed similarly to the right ass cheek. He let out another muffled squeal barely audible as the door traversed as before. Three, four and five, I placed strategically up and down his back, each leaving nice red marks that had to sting, as I gave those three blows quite a wallop. Two more I placed on the back of each thigh and the last a very hard one a full throttle right across both ass cheeks, making the 10 total. Tears were flowing from his eyes, but he had messed up again and shot a load that was now dripping down the side of the door between his legs. I reached up between his legs and found that his cock was still rock hard and dripping with cum. "Well, if Mr. Cum-Shooter hasn't done it again without permission. This time you get the other ten for being so disrespectful to your Master."
When I was finished delivering the additional ten, careful not to put any welts over welts, he just hung there silent as I rummaged through his toiletries looking for some alcohol, salve, moisturizer or cream. I took a soft washrag and saturated it with alcohol and gently patted the reddened areas with the liquid then rubbed in some moisturizer cream he had over the areas that were red and tender, massaging and kneading gently. I ended by rubbing the cream up and down over the area between his shit chute and his balls, then up between his ass cheeks. He was moaning with pleasure as I left him hang there while I flipped him to face me and pulled the gag from his mouth. His eyes were rolled back staring into space as I lit the joint we were smoking earlier, took a couple of good hits and fed three good ones to him. I nibbled on his cute little nipples and sucked on his balls for awhile until his little 8incher popped up to say hello again. I whispered to him, "I think my little boy whore likes the rough stuff alright, the way he reacts to the Master's hand." He filled with lust again; cock rigid and nipples erect as he gave me a little smile of recognition. "Can't fool a stud like me you cute little fuck toy. The Master likes it rough too baby, nice and rough! Is that what my baby slut boy wants?" He looked at me with saddened eyes and answered, "YES Master Duke, I love to be taken harshly Sir!" I said, "Good, we have the perfect match then don't we little guy!" I squeezed his balls until he moaned in agony, released them and watched his cock soften. I jacked him up, then did it again, so he knew I was in total control of his body and he was mine.
I put my nose to his chest, inhaled his scent, fed him my hairy armpits and rubbed our cocks together for awhile. I flipped him again facing the wall, rubbed more cream in to the worse welts and left him hanging there while I rolled a new rubber on my hard dick. I greased him well, as my dick again, shoved my meat into him in one long lunge until my balls slapped against his buns. I fucked him violently, pulling his hips back over me, then pounding him into the door, the door against the wall with a bang. I placed my arms around him at times pinching and digging at his nipples with my fingernails and fingertips. I bit, chewed and gnawed on his neck and shoulders leaving big hickeys randomly along his shoulders and back. When I stiffened and dropped another load into him I shouted, "Cum baby, CUM FOR YOUR MASTER!" That he did, as it ran down the door and became a visible specimen of his pleasure.
I lifted him off the door and helped him settle into my arms to support him until he got his legs back. He had his nose to me sniffing on me, as though I was his big hero macho man. He had bonded with me totally. I could see it in his eyes, as he smiled up at me when I laid him in bed on his back. I crawling in next to him, rolling him over on his side and nestling in behind him with my entire torso against his back, my arm over his side stroking his nipples gently. We both fell to sleep in that position with me licking his hickeys with my warm tongue. When I awoke he had worked my dick back into him and was gently kneading me with his sphincter muscle. He reached under the pillow and pulled a bottle of amyl, popped the lid and put it my nose, then to his. I screwed him again and whispered into his ear when I was about to come, "Cum with me again baby cunt boy, make those ass muscles go wild for me." One bigger hit of amyl for us both and that did the trick. I convulsed as his cum flowed into my palm setting my dick into another orbiting climax. I fed his skeet to him and he licked and sucked my fingers clean. He said, "We must stop now Master Duke; it is nearly 6:00am and I have a 8:00am appointment today. You may take a shower first Master. Your fee is on the dresser Sir. I will be calling Max soon for another appointment please! I enjoy your company very much Master Duke! I hope you like me too!" I showered, dressed and he was working on his laptop as I walked up to him, gave him a peck on the back of his neck and said, "Bye little man!" I grabbed the money on the dresser and was quite surprised he had $2,500 laying open face in $100 bills for my one night of male services. I thought to myself. "Business is certainly improving - so is the clientele!"
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