At Tyler's Whim

Bennett looked at the penis in front of him; a large, intimidating member of roughly 9 inches in length, with a substantial thickness, but that wasn't the thing that made Tyler's cock so captivating. It was perfectly shaped, no lean, no curve, no odd shaped head, just a perfectly proportionate member hanging low over his large balls. Slightly darker than the rest of Tyler's body, it provided a pleasant contrast to Bennett, and he couldn't help but enjoy the sight in front of him. He looked up at his friend, almost asking permission with his eyes.

Bennett looked up at Tyler; his eyes were filled with astonishment that he'd even let him see it, let alone service it and give it the attention it commanded from him. His eyes shifted from Tyler's eyes to his dick, over and over. He couldn't believe he was given the chance to do this with Tyler, and while yes he already had tasted Tyler yesterday, Bennett still found it unbelievably arousing when Tyler took control of him like that. He knew it was messed up, and that nobody should ever force themselves on someone else, but this was Tyler White, the man that filled every fantasy he's ever had about another person, the person he trusted more than his own parents, and that is why when Tyler gave him the choice to become his, he took it. He looked back up at Tyler, and Tyler seemed to notice Bennett's eyes sort of saying: "I can? I really can?!"

Tyler simply nodded at his new fag, and Bennett uncontrollably lurched forward toward it, he inhaled Tyler's musk, he whimpered lightly at the scent emanating from Tyler's crotch, He relished in it. He couldn't help himself, he inhaled more as he kissed the head of his new object of fascination.

"This is who you truly are, Benny..." Tyler said as he rubbed the side of Bennett's head with his left hand. He liked how soft Bennett's hair was, just like a girl's. He rubbed his thumb on his temple, enticing a mewl from the boy on his knees in the dirty bathroom. Bennett shuttered at Tyler's words. Looking back, he knew Tyler was right, He always looked up to him, and he struggled every day they were fighting or not speaking with each other. He knew deep down that this was where he wanted to be. Serving his friend like this; making him happy. All he ever wanted was to make Tyler pleased with him, and today he learned how to do that. He was learning his new place in their relationship, almost like he was meeting Tyler for the first time ever because in a way he was. he'd never seen Tyler's dick, unbeknownst to him, Tyler made sure of that on purpose.

Tyler never would've guessed that he would be so submissive; guess that's what happens when the only man in your life doesn't pay attention to you that much. He noticed how Benny didn't really look at girls like he did, or how his eyes wouldn't light up when he would show him nudes he was sent from girls around the school. Yesterday he learned who Bennett really was: a cocksucker. When he learned this about him, he knew Bennett had to be his cocksucker and nobody else's. At the end of the day he did care for Bennett. He's been friends with him ever since he was little, he couldn't not be there for him, so by making him his cocksucker, in a way he's protecting Benny from people who would just use him. He was protecting him from the guys that would hurt him and take advantage of his truly loyal and sweet demeanor.

Tyler looked down at his boy and saw his eyes were closed. He could tell Benny loved this, he loved being at Tyler's mercy. As the boy gave his stiff member more and more kisses, more mewls and whimpers escaped his lips. Tyler observed that Benny's cock was absurdly stiff, jutting out from his sweat pants begging for attention, but Bennett knew better, he was here for Tyler's pleasure; and by giving Tyler his pleasure, he got his own.

Nothing made Bennett more excited than being on his knees in the smelly, dirty bathroom with Tyler's cock on his lips and his scent in his nose. Nothing put him more at ease than Tyler gently caressing his head as he performed his new duty, nothing made him feel more safe than the wall on his back and Tyler's legs in front of him. He wasn't going anywhere, and as he took the head of Tyler's cock into his drooling wet and eager mouth, he had no intention of going anywhere either.

"That's it, Benny, nice and slow. Enjoy it." Tyler praised sending more shivers down Bennett's spine. He smiled inside and stopped sucking, looked up and saw Tyler's beautiful green eyes.

"Am I doing a good jo--"

Tyler interrupted Bennett by pressing his large penis back into Bennett's mouth with more force, tightening his grip on his head. Bennett realized what he had done, and resumed pleasuring duties as Tyler watched from above.

"I didn't tell you to stop sucking, Bennett..." He said sternly. Bennett knew he had fucked up, he cursed himself for putting his question ahead of Tyler's obvious need to get off. He swore he'd never do that again. The look in Tyler's eyes was one of disappointment. He was disappointed in Bennett for not continuing with his duty to him. He conveyed in his eyes that he was sorry, and that he will never do that again. He apologized again by tightening his lips and adding more suction as he licked the head of Tyler's tasty cock as it leaked precum over his tongue, causing Tyler to hump lightly at his mouth and a moan escaped his lips. That was all the encouragement Bennett needed to continue, he knew now he was doing a good job.

He showed his appreciation for the man in front of him by sucking a bit harder on the lovely cock in his mouth. His eyes closed and his nose began inhaling deeply, absorbing more of Tyler's scent. Tyler picked up speed a bit, truly impressed at Benny's eagerness. Benny's mouth felt fucking great, he congratulated himself for deciding to do this with Benny, he was gonna be using this mouth often that's for sure.

"O-Oh yeah... That's it, Benny. You're learning..." He bucked his hips as Bennett struggled not to choke on him, he tried to keep his gag reflex under control and he succeeded--for the most part. Tyler latched onto Bennett's head as he fucked his face in earnest, closing his eyes and relishing in the pleasure the eager mouth was providing him.

Bennett reeled in pleasure from Tyler's praise. Tyler was really fucking his mouth pretty strongly and he struggled to keep his gagging under control as he didn't want to make Tyler unhappy. He only wanted him to feel pleasure, and that is what he intends to do. He focused on keeping his gag in check, and providing the softest possible mouth he could for Tyler's cock.

Tyler responded in earnest, keeping Bennett's head firmly in place as he continued to use his friends mouth. He's glad he locked the door, not that he cared if anyone walked in on him getting blown, it was more for Bennett's peace of mind. He didn't want his friend outed -- just yet.

Bennett looked up from the floor and saw Tyler's eyes closed and his mouth hanging slightly open as he received his pleasure from Bennett. His thrusts were short but rhythmic and he was lost in the feelings of Bennett's soft mouth. 

Bennett's eyes wandered up the man's body, past his abs to his chest that was bulging at his sweatshirt. They traveled across his shoulders to those magnificent arms holding him in place as Tyler humped. God, he loved those arms.

Bennett felt wonderful. He couldn't believe how amazing his body felt, and he wasn't even stroking himself! Being so close to Tyler and being used this way was sending him through so many feelings. He loved it.

"Fuck I should have done this sooner..." He thought as his orgasm began to build stronger and stronger.

"Almost there, Benny...." He exhaled as Bennett gagged once again, setting Tyler back again away from the brink of cumming.

"Damn it Bennett, fucking suck!" He urged as Bennett tried to adjust, tears rolled down his cheeks as Tyler's orgasm neared. He got it back under control, and sucked a bit more, creating more contact on Tyler's cock. He was using his whole mouth; his full lips, his inner cheek, and his tongue all in tandem to keep Tyler pumping in and out.

"Oh fuck... FUCK!! Good boy, Benny... Good boy..." He praised as his grip tightened even more on Benny's head as cum rocketed up his shaft, and spewed roughly into Bennett's mouth. Taken by surprise, Bennett spurted as his mouth was suddenly filled with his man's cum, but he couldn't help but cum himself. His own 8 inches throbbed in his underwear as they filled up with his cum purely by sucking off Tyler. It was so exciting for him. Cum seeped out the sides of his mouth as Tyler bucked his hips a bit more as his orgasm subsided, and he slowly removed himself from Bennett's soft mouth.

Tyler sighed and opened his eyes. He looked down at Bennett and saw his face a mess with tears on his cheeks, his lips red and puffy, and cum dribbling down the sides of his chin. Benny's eyes were closed, and he was breathing heavily but with his mouth open, and Tyler could see his large load was still in his mouth.

"Swallow, Benny." and Benny did just that, feeling the warm cum slide downward into his stomach. He opened his eyes and saw Tyler still standing there, his cock still angrily hard and red, a little bit of cum was dribbling from the head and Tyler ordered Benny to begin cleaning him. Benny licked at the cock, savoring its flavor and texture along with the remaining cum that was just in his mouth not even a moment before. Tyler noticed a big wet spot in Benny's sweats as well and he chuckled to himself.

"looks like Benny got a little excited, didn't he?"

To his horror, Benny finished cleaning Tyler, and looked down at his crotch. Fuck! He had cum without even touching his cock. His grey sweats were absolutely soaked. There was no way people wouldn't know that he had jizzed himself. His face was red with embarrassment. Tyler felt sorry for him. "I got an extra pair of sweats in there, Benny, they're dirty but you won't care, right?"

No, Bennett did not, not one bit.

"Of course not..." He said shyly. Tyler stuffed his penis back into his blue chinos and zipped back up. Tyler turned around and walked to the door. unlocking it as he turned back to his still kneeling best friend. His eyes connected with Bennett's.

"Stay here, Benny, I'll be right back." He said smirking at the boy. Bennett's mind raced. Before he could speak up in protest, Tyler was gone. Fuck.

"What if someone comes in?! How would I explain me kneeling on the floor of the bathroom covered in cum? What will people think? oh god!" Bennett thought for what felt like forever. His knees were aching, begging to relieve some of the pressure on them, but Bennett didn't move. Tyler ordered him to stay here, and he wasn't going to disappoint him. Just then, the door creaked open.

Bennett froze.

"Ahh right where I left you." Tyler said coming back into the bathroom with a pair of blue sweat pants in his hand. Bennett sighed in relief quietly. His eyes cast themselves on his well built friend. Bennett took the opportunity to enjoy the image of him; to notice his form. The first thing he noticed was his chest. It bulged slightly underneath his sweatshirt, not overly muscular but definitely bigger than Bennett's meager frame. 

Traveling across his chest to his shoulders, Bennett dreamed of giving them a worshipful massage, all of Tyler's baseball took its toll both in good ways and bad -Tyler's shoulders were constantly sore. Attached to them were Tyler's pride and joy. His arms. Two lovely well muscled arms with just the right amount of hair on them, just the right amount of definition on them too. His biceps were taught and strong. Oh how Bennett wanted to be wrapped in those arms, to lay his head on that chest and inhale that scent directly from Tyler's pits.

"Clean up, Benny, you look like a fucking slut with all my cum still on your face..." He said tossing some paper towels and his dirty sweats at his friend. Bennett giggled. "B-But I'm your slut..." he said hopefully. "...right?" he said picking up the sweats first. Feeling the soft texture of the Sweats in his hands. He looked down at them as he rubbed his fingers through the fabric. Tyler grimaced.

"Dude, clean up my fucking cum first. I don't want you pressing your nose into them while you're still covered in my jizz..." He said throwing more paper towels at the boy  and snatching back his sweats from him while Bennett was still on his knees.

Tyler chuckled to himself, flashing that signature smile at Bennett.

"But yeah, sure Benny, you're my slut."

Bennett's chest swelled with pride as he looked back up at his friend. he couldn't help it. Sure anyone else in his situation would have a different mindset, would call Tyler a monster for What he made Bennett do yesterday. To Bennett however, one simple fact remained:

He was finally -after years of wanting to- serving his best friend.

Bennett cleaned up his face and neck. It felt sticky as he removed the cooled and now hardening cum from his face. All under the watchful eye of Tyler which to him was incredibly arousing. He stood up and grabbed the sweats back from Tyler and observed them again. A thought passed through his mind.

"Tyler... um..." He stammered as he thought about Tyler's possible reaction to his question. He looked back at Tyler hoping to read his reaction early. "Can I... Can I?--"

"Smell them?" Tyler teased flashing another one of his cocky ass grins.
Bennett smiled nervously, nodding his head as he looked away from his friend. The texture felt so soft in his hands, and he was dying to know what Tyler's musk smelled like again without being distracted by his penis.

"Man you are a kinky fuck aren't you? fine go ahead..." He teased as Bennett pressed the crotch area of his sweats to his face. He inhaled deeply, his eyes rolled back as his man's scent flooded his senses. He let out another whimper.

"Tyler?"

"What, Benny?"

"I uh... I--" He started but the words wouldn't come out.

"What is it? you upset that I keep calling you 'Benny' again?" Tyler questioned. He secretly knew Bennett didn't like being called 'Benny.' It made him feel like a child, and he wasn't a child anymore. Not that Tyler particularly cared, but he had a feeling Bennett would ask him not to call him that.

"No! no... that's not it... I uh... I liked it when you call me 'Benny'... and... I was gonna say to keep calling me that. I like it." He revealed. He wasn't lying either. In some way, it helped him learn his place. To Tyler, Bennett was subservient to him, therefore he wasn't on the same level as he was. Being called Benny reminded him of that in a small way, plus Tyler said in such a sexy way. Tyler smirked.

"Get dressed cocksucker, we got places to be." He commanded.

Bennett could only oblige as he stripped off his own sweats. He slipped on Tyler's pants and marveled at how soft they were around him, it was like being even closer to Tyler, and his cock began to spring up again. Tyler couldn't help but notice Bennett's sizeable penis chub up.

"Calm the fuck down boy, I don't need you cumming again in my sweats!" Tyler barked loudly as he chuckled at the situation.

"Benny could be a stud with his cute looks and big dick, but no, he's a fag for my dick instead. go figure!" He thought as the two boys exited the Bathroom. Bennett's brain was still spinning at the new developments over the last two days, but if one thing he did know more than anything else as he followed closely behind his friend, he was happy.

For once.