The High School years.
Grammar to High School. Part 2...
It was a bit of a double life. On the outside, a straight High School athlete, getting girls and playing the part. On the inside, my heart and desires had started to belong to a boy. Because of those few amazing times we had spent alone and those few other quick hidden away, out of sight, moments, I think I had sort of fallen for him. My teenage brain and my relentless urges had me desiring nothing else more. I felt that the girls were only to keep up appearances. I only craved more moments alone with my beautiful Asian friend. Of course, it could of just been young lust, too. Being with him, I will say, making love to him, was technicolor. Everything else was black and white.
It really is difficult to put into words. Tasting his seed, swallowing it, was both mental and physical. It had it's deep effect on both. At the very least, it was incredibly addictive. Making love to him, in whatever form, was addictive. Also, it was around that time that preconceived notions began to disappear. Fears and ideas of what or how things should be began to change. Doing what we wanted, giving into them without guilt, feeling how we wanted to feel. Being open with our bodies and expressing those emotions openly, it was freeing.
Finally, finding a moment to be alone again, horny desires took over immediately. Just inside the door, just barely out of sight. There was no hiding our lusts, not from either of us. Oh, how I wanted to kiss his sweet mouth. Deep, tongue touched, lusty kisses as our hands explored and undressed each other. We were both already hard and I cupped his smooth tight balls before lovingly stroking him. He held my erection and rubbed my cock's head between his thumb and fingers. Fuck, it felt so good! I pulled him close, we kissed again. Our cock's pressed against and rubbing on each other, I held his perfect, little ass. I had been dreaming of something, fantasizing about something and I would not miss the opportunity. I turned him around and fell to my knees. Overcome with kinky desire, I pressed my lips to his ass cheeks. I kissed his cute, firm, yet so smooth and soft ass and squeezed it with my hands. Kissing all around it, perhaps preparing him, perhaps preparing myself for what I truly wanted. My cock throbbed, my mouth watered, holding his cheeks apart, I could see his beautiful, delicate little hole. I think I sighed, I think I might of even moaned before I licked and lapped at it. The wonderful, sweet taste of him, intoxicating, addictively delicious. It was so erotic and kinky and one of the biggest turn ons. I think for both of us, his moans and gasps at least equaled that of mine. Oh, how I dreamed of this! I pulled him down on top of me. Laying on my back, it was the perfect position. He staddled my chest and leaned over to kiss and suck my throbbing cock. Before me, his ass was spread open and beautiful. His smooth balls, so imviting. I could hold his ass, I could pull it open, all while licking and tongue fucking him. Such a turn on! I absolutely loved it!
We fell onto his bed and he pulled me on top of him. I loved seeing his desire. I loved him beginning to express his desires. I layed on top of him and we kissed again. He moaned tasting his ass on my lips. I moaned knowing that he had. As he held his legs back, my cock's tip instinctively found his wet opening. Pushing against it, pressing against it, then feeling it's tight grip. I was inside him, his eyes went wide, his mouth seductively opened, his breathing became short and labored. I ran my hands under him and scooped him up. Holding him in my arms as his asshole began to accept me. Deep and warm and wonderfully tight, I moved my cock back and forth. I could feel his asshole grip and release me, as if spasming, desperate for my cum. His sexy, gaped mouth, he moaned,"Yes!" Moving in and out of him slowly, deeply, I whispered in his ear, "I love fucking you." He ran his hands along my back and ass, moaning softly, "Fuck me!" Puting my hands down next to him on the bed, I braced myself. As hard as I could, I pounded my cock into him, slamming against him. We bounced up and down. The sounds of bodies meeting, our heavy breathing, filled the air. He grapped himself and furiously began to stroke his cock. He called out, "Yes, yes, yes!" "Fuck me, baby! Cum inside me. Please cum inside me!" Then he let out a loud, "Ohhh," sound and shook as I watched him stroke out stream after stream of wonderful, white cum. Rope after rope shot up and landed on his smooth chest. So sexy, it was just too much! I began to shake and cry out also, as I filled him with my own hot cum. Pounding i to him, deeply filling him. Exhausted and spent, I collapsed on top. His cum felt warm and slick between us, coating my belly and chest. I moved back and forth on him, enjoying the sensation of our cum covered bodies being together. We kissed like lovers. We expressed our affection for one another.
It was amazing to have found a friend like that. It was also amazing to be able to be honest about our desires and our bodies. It made exploring our erotic journey all the more special and pleasurable. Some things just simply turned me on! I loved him for exploring them with me... I loved being naked with him, seeing him, feeling him against me. Hanging, beautiful and senual, soft, uncut cock. Seeing it always made my crave it so. The way it moved as he did, I thought it gorgeous. "Will you get on top of me?" Of course, he did not have to ask. I loved that he too, was able to be more open about his desires and craving and needs. He layed down on his bed and I took his hand, letting him guide me onto him. He ran his hands over his chest and nipples. "Mmmm, let me see you stroke yourself." I liked seeing this side of him, voicing and showing his lust. I sat lightly on his chest and as my cock throbbed, I lowered my balls to his mouth. My precum began to flow. I pushed down on myself and ran my cock'stip along his lips, letting him taste it, making him moan for it. The on his face, the pleasure. He looked to be in ecstasy. I stroked myself as he ran his hands over my ass than thighs. I knew what he wanted. Gosh, it was so sexy. As I neared orgasm, I pointed my cock at his face and he lifted his head, ready for it. Pulling on and rubbing his nipples, waiting, opened mouthed, he looked euphoric. I began to cum and he gasped and moaned as the first drops and spurts landed on and hit him in the face. He squirmed and moaned, this had to be a fantasy he had. I wanted to make it amazing for him. I pinned his arms down with my thighs, I slapped his face with my still leaking, cum dripping cock. I pointed my dick at his mouth and pushed it in, gagging him.
When I got off of him, his precum covered cock told me everything. What a turn on it must of been. I wanted to know that thrill as well. I layed down where he had been and quielty started to touch myself. Running my finger tips over my nipples, it was always the most amazing and sensual feeling. "Fuck," I remember thinking, "I would love for men to cum on me." Totally nude, I layed there, pulling on and pinching them, so sensitive and hard. It felt so good! My head turning from side to side, getting lost, getting so turned on. He stood close, running his hand along my leg. When he bent over to kiss my mouth, I took his hand as he had mine. I guided him onto me, as he had me. Rubbing on my nipples, pulling on then, pinching them. My tongue and mouth pressed between his legs, tasting his ass, sucking on his balls. I thought I might already cum again! I could feel him shake, I could hear him moan. I pressed my face into him harder, I rubbed my sensitive nipples, harder. I reached around him to my cock, grabbing it, stroking it, I came again just as I layed back to accept his cum shot. Warm, wonderful cum rained down and splashed on my face and open mouth. It truly was a fantasy, one I still craved and have never forgotten.
Still, I was young and those urges and desires were so powerful and hard to contain. My first job would bring pleasuring my first older man. The rumours were that he might be gay. Hearing it,I played it off but my thoughts raced. Although, I'd have to say, he didn't look like it. That irony was not lost on me. I told myself, "Look who's talking." Older, not married, no girlfriend, my head swam at the possiblity. Heavy set, a short beard, he just looked like an average guy to me. However, I could not help but find moments to be alone with him. Moments to catch his eye. My urges were almost unquenchable. As amazing as it was with my boyfriend, I craved more. I was desperate for it. Those powerful urges, they had me brushing against him when no one was looking. They had me staying late, hoping that something would happen. Soon, it did.
He asked if I had a girlfriend. I told him kind of, whitch was true. When he asked if she took care of me, my pulse and cock stirred. It seemed like a leading question. Would he soon ask he could take care of me? I felt such raging desire. Drving me to be so forward. I gave him the chance to come onto me. "No," I said, "Sometimes I wish someone, anyone would give me a blowjob." I tried a little laugh, trying to play it off a little in case it was too obvious. When he turned and walked back to his office, I followed him. When he sat down in his desk chair, I stood close. The air felt different, there was a hint of lust in his eyes. I could feel his gaze at my crotch and it made my blood boil with need and lust of my own. He pulled my closer and I could feel myself start to get hard. His hands raced over my fit frame, squeezing and slapping my ass as he took my sensitive cock between his bearded lips. Oh, his big, wet mouth felt so incredible. The scratchy and rough facial hair added to it all, so manly, so sexy. My own cock lust became unbearable, though. I pulled away and dropped to my knees in front of him. Hands shaking, equal parts nerves and excitement, I felt his considerable cock through his pants as I undid his fly. He felt huge, my breathing instantly became heavy with anticipation. He lifted his ass and I wiggled down his pants, freeing the object of my desire. Thick and veiny, it was gorgeous! The sexiest thing I had ever seen! I siged at the sight, I gasped. I stuffed his heavy, girth manhood into my mouth. I moaned, kt felt amazing! His manly grunts only added to it all and made me want him more. I felt him stiffen and get even bigger. Another moan escaped out around my cock strecthed lips. He put his hand on the top of my head and pushed down. I almost came! Out of breath, I pulled away but continued to lick and kiss his shaft and big, salty, hairy balls. I kisseed them, I licked and sucked them before moaning and sucking on his thick erection again. For maybe the first time ever, I actually thought about being his "bottom." I actually came to want to bend over that desk and have him take me with the giant cock.
The thought made me moan more. I sucked him and ran my hands along his thighs in appreciation. He was getting the blowjob, but I probably appreciated it even more. Fuck, that thick cock felt so good. It tasted so good! More manly than my friend, the scent of salty musk filled my senses. My out strecthed jaw began to hurt, but I was not stopping. I wanted to taste his cum. I craved that magical feeling as it slides down my throat. He put his hand back on my head and held it close as he began to stroke himself. I thought he might be close to orgasm and I moaned softly for it, licking his cock's tip. He started to grunt and moan and breath heavy. I rubbed his thighs hard, willing his cum out. When the first of his cum oozed then shot out, it took my breath away! Thick, white, beautiful cum running down his fingers and shaft. A thick drop forming at his tip, I could not resist. I sucked on his cock's head and tasted his thick cum. Instantly intoxicating, I sucked and swallowed. When he stopped stroking himself, I licked his cum off of his fingers. My brain and body tingled. In case he had any doubt, I leaned forward and kissed him as I stood. I was so edged that I came quickly after he took my leaking, precum dripping, cock back into his mouth. In case I had any doubts, he held my ass and rubbed my opening with his fingers, gently pushing one inside me. My whole body shook as he drained my cum.
I remember sitting in class the next day. Even the smallest thought, just the slightest "drift off" about the night before made my cock ache. Thinking about his girthy manhood, the way it looked, the way it felt, they way it tasted and made me feel almost submissive, made me instantly rock hard. My friend would not be free today after school. I quickly made a plan to show up at my work that night, even though I was not scheduled. My mind raced as I made my way there. Seeing me, a slight smile came across his face. Was it happiness or was it more of the cat that got the canary? I waited, trying to stay out of sight as the last employee left. I felt as if I should be ashamed of how obvious I was being. At how uncontrolled my lust was, but I just wanted more so badly. He know why I was there, he didn't have to make me, but he wanted to hear me say the words. "Can I suck your cock." As he leaned against his desk and he gripped his huge thick dick through his pants, he said, "Come here." The anticipation and excitement pulsed through me, his hand on my ass pulling me closer. I was already breathing hard when he whispered in my ear, "Say it." I could feel myself simply melt. I whispered back, "Can I suck your cock." A grunt and a "Hmmm," sound was all he said as he undid his belt and I moved to my knees. "Take your cock out, Let me see you stroke yourself." I did as he wanted. I probably would of done anything, at that point. I craved the taste of him. I craved the feeling of having my young mouth stuffed with fat, thick cock and swallowing warm, amazing cum.
My face just inches from him, I could feel my orgasm build. The sight of his manhood made my legs weak. Pressing my mouth to his enormous balls, his musky scent was overpowering. His taste mesmerizing. Heavy, huge, hairy balls rested on my face as his hand guided my mouth deeper between his legs. I felt intoxicated, the scent, the flavor, the sensation. When he guided my mouth to his thick, hanging, cock's head, I moaned in delight. I simply loved the sight of him. I simply loved stuffing my mouth full of him. Oh, his grunts and moans, I could not wait for him to cum. Pulling away just long enough to beg for it, to say the words. His sounds and breathing told me he was close. I remember being so excited. Holding my head in his hands, he fucked my mouth and I came immediately. Shaking, moaning around his thick dick, I stroked myself and covered muself in cum. That sent him over the edge, too. He fed me what I craved and I swallowed it all up. Oh, the mind warping pleasure of it! The erotic thrill of it!
He opened his desk drawer and took out a black, plastic bag. "Here," he said and handed it to me. I opened it and my eyes went wide. It was a package of three plugs, each progressivley bigger. "Their trainers," he told me. "Open them up, take out the small one." I did as he said. "We need to open you up," he told me. "I want you to keep this one in, until you can take the next size. Turn around." My pants already down, I did as he asked and put my hamds on the desk. He reached i to that same drawer and took out a small bottle of lube. I wondered if he had brought it for me or if I was only one in a long line to be there alone with him. He lubed the smallest plug and with one hand holding, pulling my ass cheeks apart, the other pushed it inside my virgin asshole. I gasped and whinced in pain, it felt huge! Yet, even though I had just came, it made a clear drop of precum form at my flaccid tip. As my opening struggled to accept the trainer, my mind raced at the thought of soon feeling his massive, fat dick penetrate me.
It was an amazing feeling to be walking around, secretly gaping and preparing my asshole to be fucked. No one knew my secret, sissy intentions. I felt so sexy and submissive. I was learning how the two went together wonderfully. When I got home, I could not wait to try the next size. I whinced as I pulled out the smallest trainer, I felt empty without it, but wonderfully gaped. I could imagine him grunting and putting his hands on my waist from behind. I put some lube on the next plug, moving it along my opening, teasing it. Precum formed at my tip, I could not resist it. I coated my finger with it and brought it to my lips. Slick and sweet, I tasted it and whispered my boss's name as I pushed the trainer inside myself. Fuck, I imagined it was him. I wanted it to be him. My asshole streched and held open, I stroked myself and shot cum all over the bathroom mirror. My hole gripped and beared down on the plug, it made me so hard!
By my next work night, I had the largest trainer inside me. I secretly had it in all night. I wanted desperately to be ready for him. He could tell as soon as he saw me and smiled. I felt so sexy, so wonderfully sissy and submissive. It was thrilling. I so wanted to be taken, all I could think about was his massive dick. All I could think avout was him pushing it inside me. How would he have me? Bent over the desk? On all fours? I hope the desk! Like a slut, bent over. His fingers clawing at my waist. At last, closing time and I was the last to leave. I think I got looks from another employee, but I was too desperate for it now to truly care.
I felt a little sheepish, standing in his office, waiting for him. Waiting to be taken and fucked by him. I made sure everyone was for sure gone, then I got undressed for him. My flaccid cock dripped pre cum and he had not even touched me yet. As soon as he came in, I moved to him. He stopped me and told me to get on my knees. I quickly did. "Suck me," he demanded and I quickly took out his huge cock. I licked his musky balls, I sucked his fat, thick cock, until he was nice and hard. "You been training that ass for me?" He asked, under his breath and with a grunt. "Yes," I said and stood putting my hands on the desk, as if waiting for inspection. My legs were shaking. The anticipation was too much. I felt him grab the edges of the plug and twist it, easing it back and forth. Then, the pressure of it getting pulled out and it made me gasp. My hole felt huge and gaped. So ready for what I hoped would happen next. "Mmm," I felt the thick head of his dick. Like a total sissy slut, without even thinking, I moaned out, "Yes!" I felt light headed, it was euphoric. A grunt and a moan and he was inside me. I couldn't breathe, my body trembled as my opening struggled to accept him. Filled with thick, hard dick, his hands held my hips, his hot breath on my neck. It was better than I dreamed, I knew I could never be the same
My friend and my boss, they could not be more different. One beautiful, slim, fit, smooth and young. The other much older, heavy set, hairy and not what most would say was very handsome. Yet, I quickly had feelings for them. Something drew me to them both, deeply, emotional, physically. I had urges, overpowering urges, but could swallowing semen, could having it inside me, make me feel something more, something deeper? Could it be more than just mental, more than just physical?
My role with both of them was so very different from each other. But, that was ok. I was discovering that it was ok to want to be both dominate at times and submissive at others. They both could be so wonderful.
It was a bit of a double life. On the outside, a straight High School athlete, getting girls and playing the part. On the inside, my heart and desires had started to belong to a boy. Because of those few amazing times we had spent alone and those few other quick hidden away, out of sight, moments, I think I had sort of fallen for him. My teenage brain and my relentless urges had me desiring nothing else more. I felt that the girls were only to keep up appearances. I only craved more moments alone with my beautiful Asian friend. Of course, it could of just been young lust, too. Being with him, I will say, making love to him, was technicolor. Everything else was black and white.
It really is difficult to put into words. Tasting his seed, swallowing it, was both mental and physical. It had it's deep effect on both. At the very least, it was incredibly addictive. Making love to him, in whatever form, was addictive. Also, it was around that time that preconceived notions began to disappear. Fears and ideas of what or how things should be began to change. Doing what we wanted, giving into them without guilt, feeling how we wanted to feel. Being open with our bodies and expressing those emotions openly, it was freeing.
Finally, finding a moment to be alone again, horny desires took over immediately. Just inside the door, just barely out of sight. There was no hiding our lusts, not from either of us. Oh, how I wanted to kiss his sweet mouth. Deep, tongue touched, lusty kisses as our hands explored and undressed each other. We were both already hard and I cupped his smooth tight balls before lovingly stroking him. He held my erection and rubbed my cock's head between his thumb and fingers. Fuck, it felt so good! I pulled him close, we kissed again. Our cock's pressed against and rubbing on each other, I held his perfect, little ass. I had been dreaming of something, fantasizing about something and I would not miss the opportunity. I turned him around and fell to my knees. Overcome with kinky desire, I pressed my lips to his ass cheeks. I kissed his cute, firm, yet so smooth and soft ass and squeezed it with my hands. Kissing all around it, perhaps preparing him, perhaps preparing myself for what I truly wanted. My cock throbbed, my mouth watered, holding his cheeks apart, I could see his beautiful, delicate little hole. I think I sighed, I think I might of even moaned before I licked and lapped at it. The wonderful, sweet taste of him, intoxicating, addictively delicious. It was so erotic and kinky and one of the biggest turn ons. I think for both of us, his moans and gasps at least equaled that of mine. Oh, how I dreamed of this! I pulled him down on top of me. Laying on my back, it was the perfect position. He staddled my chest and leaned over to kiss and suck my throbbing cock. Before me, his ass was spread open and beautiful. His smooth balls, so imviting. I could hold his ass, I could pull it open, all while licking and tongue fucking him. Such a turn on! I absolutely loved it!
We fell onto his bed and he pulled me on top of him. I loved seeing his desire. I loved him beginning to express his desires. I layed on top of him and we kissed again. He moaned tasting his ass on my lips. I moaned knowing that he had. As he held his legs back, my cock's tip instinctively found his wet opening. Pushing against it, pressing against it, then feeling it's tight grip. I was inside him, his eyes went wide, his mouth seductively opened, his breathing became short and labored. I ran my hands under him and scooped him up. Holding him in my arms as his asshole began to accept me. Deep and warm and wonderfully tight, I moved my cock back and forth. I could feel his asshole grip and release me, as if spasming, desperate for my cum. His sexy, gaped mouth, he moaned,"Yes!" Moving in and out of him slowly, deeply, I whispered in his ear, "I love fucking you." He ran his hands along my back and ass, moaning softly, "Fuck me!" Puting my hands down next to him on the bed, I braced myself. As hard as I could, I pounded my cock into him, slamming against him. We bounced up and down. The sounds of bodies meeting, our heavy breathing, filled the air. He grapped himself and furiously began to stroke his cock. He called out, "Yes, yes, yes!" "Fuck me, baby! Cum inside me. Please cum inside me!" Then he let out a loud, "Ohhh," sound and shook as I watched him stroke out stream after stream of wonderful, white cum. Rope after rope shot up and landed on his smooth chest. So sexy, it was just too much! I began to shake and cry out also, as I filled him with my own hot cum. Pounding i to him, deeply filling him. Exhausted and spent, I collapsed on top. His cum felt warm and slick between us, coating my belly and chest. I moved back and forth on him, enjoying the sensation of our cum covered bodies being together. We kissed like lovers. We expressed our affection for one another.
It was amazing to have found a friend like that. It was also amazing to be able to be honest about our desires and our bodies. It made exploring our erotic journey all the more special and pleasurable. Some things just simply turned me on! I loved him for exploring them with me... I loved being naked with him, seeing him, feeling him against me. Hanging, beautiful and senual, soft, uncut cock. Seeing it always made my crave it so. The way it moved as he did, I thought it gorgeous. "Will you get on top of me?" Of course, he did not have to ask. I loved that he too, was able to be more open about his desires and craving and needs. He layed down on his bed and I took his hand, letting him guide me onto him. He ran his hands over his chest and nipples. "Mmmm, let me see you stroke yourself." I liked seeing this side of him, voicing and showing his lust. I sat lightly on his chest and as my cock throbbed, I lowered my balls to his mouth. My precum began to flow. I pushed down on myself and ran my cock'stip along his lips, letting him taste it, making him moan for it. The on his face, the pleasure. He looked to be in ecstasy. I stroked myself as he ran his hands over my ass than thighs. I knew what he wanted. Gosh, it was so sexy. As I neared orgasm, I pointed my cock at his face and he lifted his head, ready for it. Pulling on and rubbing his nipples, waiting, opened mouthed, he looked euphoric. I began to cum and he gasped and moaned as the first drops and spurts landed on and hit him in the face. He squirmed and moaned, this had to be a fantasy he had. I wanted to make it amazing for him. I pinned his arms down with my thighs, I slapped his face with my still leaking, cum dripping cock. I pointed my dick at his mouth and pushed it in, gagging him.
When I got off of him, his precum covered cock told me everything. What a turn on it must of been. I wanted to know that thrill as well. I layed down where he had been and quielty started to touch myself. Running my finger tips over my nipples, it was always the most amazing and sensual feeling. "Fuck," I remember thinking, "I would love for men to cum on me." Totally nude, I layed there, pulling on and pinching them, so sensitive and hard. It felt so good! My head turning from side to side, getting lost, getting so turned on. He stood close, running his hand along my leg. When he bent over to kiss my mouth, I took his hand as he had mine. I guided him onto me, as he had me. Rubbing on my nipples, pulling on then, pinching them. My tongue and mouth pressed between his legs, tasting his ass, sucking on his balls. I thought I might already cum again! I could feel him shake, I could hear him moan. I pressed my face into him harder, I rubbed my sensitive nipples, harder. I reached around him to my cock, grabbing it, stroking it, I came again just as I layed back to accept his cum shot. Warm, wonderful cum rained down and splashed on my face and open mouth. It truly was a fantasy, one I still craved and have never forgotten.
Still, I was young and those urges and desires were so powerful and hard to contain. My first job would bring pleasuring my first older man. The rumours were that he might be gay. Hearing it,I played it off but my thoughts raced. Although, I'd have to say, he didn't look like it. That irony was not lost on me. I told myself, "Look who's talking." Older, not married, no girlfriend, my head swam at the possiblity. Heavy set, a short beard, he just looked like an average guy to me. However, I could not help but find moments to be alone with him. Moments to catch his eye. My urges were almost unquenchable. As amazing as it was with my boyfriend, I craved more. I was desperate for it. Those powerful urges, they had me brushing against him when no one was looking. They had me staying late, hoping that something would happen. Soon, it did.
He asked if I had a girlfriend. I told him kind of, whitch was true. When he asked if she took care of me, my pulse and cock stirred. It seemed like a leading question. Would he soon ask he could take care of me? I felt such raging desire. Drving me to be so forward. I gave him the chance to come onto me. "No," I said, "Sometimes I wish someone, anyone would give me a blowjob." I tried a little laugh, trying to play it off a little in case it was too obvious. When he turned and walked back to his office, I followed him. When he sat down in his desk chair, I stood close. The air felt different, there was a hint of lust in his eyes. I could feel his gaze at my crotch and it made my blood boil with need and lust of my own. He pulled my closer and I could feel myself start to get hard. His hands raced over my fit frame, squeezing and slapping my ass as he took my sensitive cock between his bearded lips. Oh, his big, wet mouth felt so incredible. The scratchy and rough facial hair added to it all, so manly, so sexy. My own cock lust became unbearable, though. I pulled away and dropped to my knees in front of him. Hands shaking, equal parts nerves and excitement, I felt his considerable cock through his pants as I undid his fly. He felt huge, my breathing instantly became heavy with anticipation. He lifted his ass and I wiggled down his pants, freeing the object of my desire. Thick and veiny, it was gorgeous! The sexiest thing I had ever seen! I siged at the sight, I gasped. I stuffed his heavy, girth manhood into my mouth. I moaned, kt felt amazing! His manly grunts only added to it all and made me want him more. I felt him stiffen and get even bigger. Another moan escaped out around my cock strecthed lips. He put his hand on the top of my head and pushed down. I almost came! Out of breath, I pulled away but continued to lick and kiss his shaft and big, salty, hairy balls. I kisseed them, I licked and sucked them before moaning and sucking on his thick erection again. For maybe the first time ever, I actually thought about being his "bottom." I actually came to want to bend over that desk and have him take me with the giant cock.
The thought made me moan more. I sucked him and ran my hands along his thighs in appreciation. He was getting the blowjob, but I probably appreciated it even more. Fuck, that thick cock felt so good. It tasted so good! More manly than my friend, the scent of salty musk filled my senses. My out strecthed jaw began to hurt, but I was not stopping. I wanted to taste his cum. I craved that magical feeling as it slides down my throat. He put his hand back on my head and held it close as he began to stroke himself. I thought he might be close to orgasm and I moaned softly for it, licking his cock's tip. He started to grunt and moan and breath heavy. I rubbed his thighs hard, willing his cum out. When the first of his cum oozed then shot out, it took my breath away! Thick, white, beautiful cum running down his fingers and shaft. A thick drop forming at his tip, I could not resist. I sucked on his cock's head and tasted his thick cum. Instantly intoxicating, I sucked and swallowed. When he stopped stroking himself, I licked his cum off of his fingers. My brain and body tingled. In case he had any doubt, I leaned forward and kissed him as I stood. I was so edged that I came quickly after he took my leaking, precum dripping, cock back into his mouth. In case I had any doubts, he held my ass and rubbed my opening with his fingers, gently pushing one inside me. My whole body shook as he drained my cum.
I remember sitting in class the next day. Even the smallest thought, just the slightest "drift off" about the night before made my cock ache. Thinking about his girthy manhood, the way it looked, the way it felt, they way it tasted and made me feel almost submissive, made me instantly rock hard. My friend would not be free today after school. I quickly made a plan to show up at my work that night, even though I was not scheduled. My mind raced as I made my way there. Seeing me, a slight smile came across his face. Was it happiness or was it more of the cat that got the canary? I waited, trying to stay out of sight as the last employee left. I felt as if I should be ashamed of how obvious I was being. At how uncontrolled my lust was, but I just wanted more so badly. He know why I was there, he didn't have to make me, but he wanted to hear me say the words. "Can I suck your cock." As he leaned against his desk and he gripped his huge thick dick through his pants, he said, "Come here." The anticipation and excitement pulsed through me, his hand on my ass pulling me closer. I was already breathing hard when he whispered in my ear, "Say it." I could feel myself simply melt. I whispered back, "Can I suck your cock." A grunt and a "Hmmm," sound was all he said as he undid his belt and I moved to my knees. "Take your cock out, Let me see you stroke yourself." I did as he wanted. I probably would of done anything, at that point. I craved the taste of him. I craved the feeling of having my young mouth stuffed with fat, thick cock and swallowing warm, amazing cum.
My face just inches from him, I could feel my orgasm build. The sight of his manhood made my legs weak. Pressing my mouth to his enormous balls, his musky scent was overpowering. His taste mesmerizing. Heavy, huge, hairy balls rested on my face as his hand guided my mouth deeper between his legs. I felt intoxicated, the scent, the flavor, the sensation. When he guided my mouth to his thick, hanging, cock's head, I moaned in delight. I simply loved the sight of him. I simply loved stuffing my mouth full of him. Oh, his grunts and moans, I could not wait for him to cum. Pulling away just long enough to beg for it, to say the words. His sounds and breathing told me he was close. I remember being so excited. Holding my head in his hands, he fucked my mouth and I came immediately. Shaking, moaning around his thick dick, I stroked myself and covered muself in cum. That sent him over the edge, too. He fed me what I craved and I swallowed it all up. Oh, the mind warping pleasure of it! The erotic thrill of it!
He opened his desk drawer and took out a black, plastic bag. "Here," he said and handed it to me. I opened it and my eyes went wide. It was a package of three plugs, each progressivley bigger. "Their trainers," he told me. "Open them up, take out the small one." I did as he said. "We need to open you up," he told me. "I want you to keep this one in, until you can take the next size. Turn around." My pants already down, I did as he asked and put my hamds on the desk. He reached i to that same drawer and took out a small bottle of lube. I wondered if he had brought it for me or if I was only one in a long line to be there alone with him. He lubed the smallest plug and with one hand holding, pulling my ass cheeks apart, the other pushed it inside my virgin asshole. I gasped and whinced in pain, it felt huge! Yet, even though I had just came, it made a clear drop of precum form at my flaccid tip. As my opening struggled to accept the trainer, my mind raced at the thought of soon feeling his massive, fat dick penetrate me.
It was an amazing feeling to be walking around, secretly gaping and preparing my asshole to be fucked. No one knew my secret, sissy intentions. I felt so sexy and submissive. I was learning how the two went together wonderfully. When I got home, I could not wait to try the next size. I whinced as I pulled out the smallest trainer, I felt empty without it, but wonderfully gaped. I could imagine him grunting and putting his hands on my waist from behind. I put some lube on the next plug, moving it along my opening, teasing it. Precum formed at my tip, I could not resist it. I coated my finger with it and brought it to my lips. Slick and sweet, I tasted it and whispered my boss's name as I pushed the trainer inside myself. Fuck, I imagined it was him. I wanted it to be him. My asshole streched and held open, I stroked myself and shot cum all over the bathroom mirror. My hole gripped and beared down on the plug, it made me so hard!
By my next work night, I had the largest trainer inside me. I secretly had it in all night. I wanted desperately to be ready for him. He could tell as soon as he saw me and smiled. I felt so sexy, so wonderfully sissy and submissive. It was thrilling. I so wanted to be taken, all I could think about was his massive dick. All I could think avout was him pushing it inside me. How would he have me? Bent over the desk? On all fours? I hope the desk! Like a slut, bent over. His fingers clawing at my waist. At last, closing time and I was the last to leave. I think I got looks from another employee, but I was too desperate for it now to truly care.
I felt a little sheepish, standing in his office, waiting for him. Waiting to be taken and fucked by him. I made sure everyone was for sure gone, then I got undressed for him. My flaccid cock dripped pre cum and he had not even touched me yet. As soon as he came in, I moved to him. He stopped me and told me to get on my knees. I quickly did. "Suck me," he demanded and I quickly took out his huge cock. I licked his musky balls, I sucked his fat, thick cock, until he was nice and hard. "You been training that ass for me?" He asked, under his breath and with a grunt. "Yes," I said and stood putting my hands on the desk, as if waiting for inspection. My legs were shaking. The anticipation was too much. I felt him grab the edges of the plug and twist it, easing it back and forth. Then, the pressure of it getting pulled out and it made me gasp. My hole felt huge and gaped. So ready for what I hoped would happen next. "Mmm," I felt the thick head of his dick. Like a total sissy slut, without even thinking, I moaned out, "Yes!" I felt light headed, it was euphoric. A grunt and a moan and he was inside me. I couldn't breathe, my body trembled as my opening struggled to accept him. Filled with thick, hard dick, his hands held my hips, his hot breath on my neck. It was better than I dreamed, I knew I could never be the same
My friend and my boss, they could not be more different. One beautiful, slim, fit, smooth and young. The other much older, heavy set, hairy and not what most would say was very handsome. Yet, I quickly had feelings for them. Something drew me to them both, deeply, emotional, physically. I had urges, overpowering urges, but could swallowing semen, could having it inside me, make me feel something more, something deeper? Could it be more than just mental, more than just physical?
My role with both of them was so very different from each other. But, that was ok. I was discovering that it was ok to want to be both dominate at times and submissive at others. They both could be so wonderful.
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