Worship

I was walking along the street towards my home one day a couple of years ago, when a young guy came up to me and introduced himself as Will, who I had met at a bar through some mutual friends some months before. To tell the truth I didn't remember him, but not for anything lacking on his part. He was a handsome young man, a little bit shorter than I was,and of a slighter build with light brown hair combed back over his head. He had a spare frame, but carried himself well. We made small talk for a while, our mutual friend providing all the subject matter needed to keep the conversation going for that time.

At length however, our conversation began to flag, and it looked like a promising start was to end in vague mention of getting together some time. I looked off into the distance, weighing the possibilities of where we could go from here when out of the blue he invited me up to his apartment. He lived pretty much right in front of where we were standing, as it turned out, on the top floor of a fourteen story building.

We sat down and drank a few glasses of a noxious white wine he had at hand, which was on the young and sharp side, and more in the way of thirst quenching than refreshing. By the time another couple of hours had gone by, we were feeling pretty comfortable, both in our spirits and in each others' company.

His eyes, I had noticed, kept ranging down to the outline of my cock in my worn demin jeans, and this was starting to get me a little hot under the collar. With a smile I yawned and stretched, raising my arms and then letting one come to rest across his shoulders. He smiled back at me, and then I leaned over and kissed him on the lips. My hand slowly made its way down his back to the top of his ass, and then my fingers made their way under the top of his pants. I could feel the curve of his ass, and this made my cock get harder still.

He reached down and stroked my penis, and I gently pushed my hips up against his hand as he did so. I leaned back against the couch and pushed his head down to my crotch. There was some slight resistance, and I exerted slightly more force to get the point across, and at this he acquiesed, licking the length of my swollen member as he came in range of it.

I reached down to undo my pants, and in an unexpected move he slid off the couch and onto his knees in front of me. We looked each other in the eye for a minute, and then he said -

' have something to tell you.' My eyebrows raised slightly, and I wondered what was to come next.

'Go ahead.' I replied softly.

'I've liked you for a long time..',his voice trailed off and then he began again, 'I've liked you for a long time, and I just want to ....worship you.' With this he lowered his head and rested his lips on my cock, still trapped in my pants. I wasn't sure how to react to this, or how serious he was, or even just exactly what he wanted to do would involve, but I did know that here was a man ready to do my bidding, and it must be admitted that this was a great temptation.

I stood up, and as he made to do the same I put my hand on his shoulder, keeping him kneeling there in front of me. This may have been a grave responsibility he was ready to give me over him, but if he meant what he said then the boundaries must either be established here and now or not at all.

'How far are you prepared to go with that?', I asked. He looked up into my eyes, and said nothing at first, then,

'I'll do whatever you want me to do, you know that.' I stared back at him for a moment or two, considering.

'Take off all your clothes', I said, 'and get back on your knees in front of me.' He did so , and when he stood up I gently turned him around so that I would be able to see his ass.

As he dropped his pants and then removed his underwear, I ran my hand over his soft, round ass. He shuddered slightly, and I put my other arm around the front of his neck and pulled him up to me, so that he stood with his back up against my chest, his chin raised just enough to be conscious of a slight awkwardness of posture.

'I like your ass', I said to him, softly in his ear.

'It's yours,'he said,'you can do whatever you want to it.' With this he got back down on his knees in front of me, and as he did so I took off my own clothes. I had been a truck driver for a number of years to this point, and was used to lifting heavy boxes on my deliveries, so had a pretty muscular body. He licked my penis when it was near his face, and we stood in that posture for awhile.

I wanted him to suck my cock to get some time to consider the situation. He wanted me to dominate him, and I really liked his ass. The thought of being inside him made my breath come in short gasps, and my heart pound. I also knew it was important to control him as utterly as possible, in order to introduce to him more fully the reality of what he said to me earlier. I put my hand on his cheek and he stopped sucking my cock and looked up at me, trusting and wide-eyed.

'Do you like to get fucked up the ass?', I asked him in a soft tone of voice.

'I haven't done it a lot, but I would for you.', was his reply. This was getting me even hotter, and so taking him by the shoulder and making him rise up I turned him around so that he was standing facing away from me. I looked at his hot ass for a moment, and then sat back down on the couch. I put both my hands on his hips, and pulled his sweet ass towards me. The warmth of it briefly registered against my face, and then I couldn't resist it anymore. I gently licked it with my tongue, and slowly ran up and down, ever closer to his sweet asshole. My hands were on each of his ass cheeks, and I spread them wide and buried my face in the beautiful ass. My feet pushed his farther apart, and I was lost in a deep and lusty interlude as my tongue ran itself up and down in his ass. I could feel his ass cheeks pressing softly against my face, and this just turned me on that much more.

I don't really know how long I sat there, pulling him down so that part of his body weight was resting with his ass against my face. My cock was rock hard, and from time to time he would reach down and stroke it, bending over more and pushing his ass harder against me. I had a burning desire to be inside him, and at length managed to disengage my tongue and probe him with one of my fingers. He jerked away at first when I entered him, but with my hand firmly pulling him back against me in reminder to the promise he had made me earlier, his resistance was overcome. I made him take two fingers up his ass, and gloried in the warmth and softness of it. I was obsessed with being inside him. He was a little unsure about all this, but continued to submit to me.

I made him lay down face first on the couch, and then continued to probe him. His cock wasn't hard by this point, and I think he was a little uncomfortable being penetrated, so I stroked his cock for awhile, and found it to respond to my touch quite readily. He was just a little unsure of how this was all going to turn out.

'Look at me', I said to him. He turned his head and looked back and up at me as I knelt beside the couch. 'I own your fucking ass.' I felt his cock surge to hardness at this. No more needed to be said, and removing my fingers I reached for my jacket, which was laying on the floor next to us. I always keep a condom in there just in case, and I was glad to have done so in this case, since I was aflame with desire.

I slipped the condom on and then pushed my throbbing cock up against his hole. He moaned something about not being used to this, and so I gently put my hand over his mouth and sank my teeth into his soft ear lobe. He started to resist me, but then I felt him try to relax, and my hard cock made its way inside him. It was very warm and slippery in there, and I started to fuck him in earnest, keeping my hand over his mouth all the while. I stared at his face as I did so, looking for something in his eyes to admit to the hotness of what was happening to him. His eyes were wide and staring, and he made noises from time to time from behind my hand, which I continued to supress ruthlessly.

My other hand, which had been sitting on the roundness of his ass, slid down and felt his now hard cock underneath him, and this pleased me very much indeed. With this involuntary reaction his fate was sealed, and I began to fuck him harder now. He moaned, and my grip on his mouth tightened. I would have his ass, for the rest of the night, just as I pleased, and there was nothing he could do to stop it from happening. I came, feeling his ass tight around my cock, and then stayed inside him for awhile, but removed my hand from over his mouth.

'You liked that, didn't you?', I said to him. He was silent for a moment, and then,

'Some of it.' I smiled at him, and he looked at me with those wide eyes.

'We'll have to spend some time breaking you in then.' He opened his mouth and then closed it again, having thought better of whatever he was about to say.

I fucked him about three more times that night, and each time he got a hard on. I could tell he was beginning to understand what it was all about by the end of the evening, and then I let him come. He did so on his knees in front of me, looking up into my face and resting his face against my warm and come drenched cock. I rubbed it on his face and he came, a low moan accompanying it. I could feel the drops of his hot come land on the instep of my bare feet.

He asked if I would like to stay the night, and I agreed, more from wanting to fuck him again the next morning I must admit. We went to sleep side by side, with the palm of my hand on the sweet curve of his ass, and my fingers inside him. He pushed himself back against me and I knew I had succeeded in turning him onto sodomy. I closed my eyes, and let my mind drift off with thoughts of how I would be deep inside his sweet ass the next morning.