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For some reason i just can't seem to make friends. Maybe its because im closeted, maybe its because im not all too pretty, but i am social so its not that. Because of this i have always tried to compensate for this fact by trying to please others. Laughing at their jokes, always being nice and saying yes, etc. It never became obvious for others though.
This habit let to me taking a very submissive role in any sexual fantasies/rp that i have ever done, maybe you could even call it an inferiority complex. At a young age I discovered porn, and soon after i found kik and other chatrooms where over the years by sending pics and information other men have made me their digital sub. I have had the most extreme fantasies of men doing stuff to me, some which are even to much for a site like nifty.
I never let any part of this shine through in normal day to day life, but whenever i see a hot fit boy i just have this consistent urge and fantasy of sucking his dick, offering him my ass, whatever would please him. When Connor joined my class in 10th grade, my feelings followed exactly that pattern. Connor is the typical popular boy. He is kind, hot, fit, good at whatever he does, and unlike the `untouchable' cool kids he tried to include people. Blonde hair, blue eyes, medium height and just the best physique.
For whatever reason his friendgroup didnt really take me in though, just like many before. A couple months into the year i was already sidelined although I did develop a massive crush on him. He was constantly in my fantasies, making me suck his dick, slapping me, whatever you can think of. I even started stalking him online and taking sneaky pictures of him while he was changing for pe. He put this weird blur in my mind.
Last Friday we had a school event, a party to celebrate some national holiday. Damn did he look good in a suit. In the crowd we bumped into each other from time to time, and at one moment I pointed out to him that his shoelaces were untied. He looked at his shoe, back up at me, put a hand on my shoulder and said: you can fix that for me', as he applied gentle yet firm pressure on my shoulder pushing me down. Right there in the crowd I sunk to my knees, and tied his shoelace. When i was done i looked up ar him to see if I hadn't tied anything too tight and when I did he took a step forward, forcing me to look straight up to him with his crotch almost touching my chin. We held eye contact for a few seconds, and then he petted my head, almost like a little boy and said: good, i know enough.' And walked away. I stood up, regained my composure and went home that night unable to stop thinking about the special encounter.
It wasn't until the next morning when i started to think about what he said. What did he mean that he knew enough. He said good, so he must be happy about how i acted. Or it just could have been a comment on how I tied his shoe. My wondering grew when i got a text from him: come over this afternoon, make up an excuse if u have to.
Those were the events of the past 12 hours. Right now im standing in front of his door. I press the doorbell with mixed feelings of fear, anticipation and excitement. When Connor opens the door he is wearing white sneakers, jeans and a half buttoned up shirt. He welcomes me, and takes me into the room. He goes to take a seat in the middle of the two person sofa leaving my awkwardly standing there wondering what he is expecting of me. He is sitting with his legs spread, and arms as well making this nonchalant pose. After looking at me and making me suffer for a short period of time he points at his shoe; oh. It appears that my shoelace is untied. You can fix it.
He looks at me with an awaiting look on his face. This little power play takes me by surprise. In an instinct i drop to my knees, and start tying his shoe. `You like that dont you?, sitting on your knees in front of boys. I noticed it last night, I know types like you. I want you to kiss my shoe.' I loved the tone he used, composed, calm but the authority was clearly present. To not seem too eager is half surprised mumbled something like Wait, what?. He didn't answer. He just looked at me until i bent down even more so i could kiss his shoe.
As soon as my lips touched the leather we both knew who was in control now. He said to take his shoes off, sniff his socks and pull them off too. He made me suck all of his ties for a short while before standing up, placing us in a similar position as we were in at the party. He rising far above me with his crotch unavoidably right in my face. It was finally about to happen. After all this time of crushing on him i would get acces to his dick. All Connor said was go for it, and so I did
I undid his belt, pulled his pants down and let him step out of them. I traced the outline of his dick with my hands before slowly pulling his CK boxer briefs down. He was standing so close to me that as soon as his dick was freed of its confinement it slapped right into my face. 8" of thick dick with a set of substantial balls hanging under it that i had been dreaming of for months. When I let my tongue touch the very tip of his dick I felt shivers going trough his body. I wanted to take it slow and give him a little show but i just couldn't help myself anymore and I took his dick into my mouth.
I closed my lips around his shaft and went to work stimulating his head with my tongue. After a while it was not what Connor wanted though, and he placed his hands on the back of my head and started pushing. His dick slid further and further into my throat until he triggered my gag reflex. He triggered it just barely several times before he just rammed his dick past my throat. My nose was pressed against his skin and i could smell the mixture of dick, sweat, his amazing natural odour and perfume.
As he pulled out i started to suck him again but he immediately pushed in again. This repeat itself several times while my hands were exploring his entire body. From my position, I had acces to his toned legs, firm round ass, sexy back and sixpack. After a while i could feel his dick starting to pulse and i knew what was coming. He waited till the last second to pull out all the way and shoot his load all over my face with a generous amount still going into my mouth. He shot 7 loads over my face, some of which entering my mouth, meaning I got to taste his sweet cum. When he was finished he charmingly got me a water and a towel and helped me to clean myself up. `Thanks for this. Im glad I know about ur very useful nature now.'
We talked a bit about school before I left and went home. I JUST SUCKED CONNOR AND HE KNOWS IM SUBMISSIVE FOR HIM. I felt like i was in heaven.
I have many more ideas and fantasies so with enough positive feedback I will make this a series. Let me know on kik: mees219