Michael sucks his first cock

Michael had gone straight upstairs after dinner, and was finding it very difficult to sleep after what had happened. His cock was still rock hard from the encounter, but he refused to do anything about it. He finally managed to fall asleep after a few hours of tossing and turning in his bed.

He was woken up the next morning by the sound of his phone buzzing. Rubbing his eyes, he unlocked his phone to check his messages, and saw he had received a message from an unknown number.

“Follow my instructions carefully if you don’t want me to expose you to everyone you know.”, the message read. “ Send me a picture of yourself, fully naked, with “I am a faggot bitch” written just above your cock.”

Below the message, the man had attached the picture he had taken of Michael holding the man’s balls in his mouth.

Michael knew that by submitting to the man’s demands he would only be giving the man more material with which to blackmail him, but what choice did he have?

His cheeks burning, he grabbed a Sharpie he kept in a drawer by his bed. After taking off his clothes, he wrote the message in the area just above his dick. This was easy to do, since Michael had almost no pubic hair, something he was quite insecure about.

After he had finished writing down the message, he turned to face the mirror, and took a picture. Not wanting to think about it anymore, he sent the picture to his blackmailer and threw his phone on the bed.

After a few minutes spent lying naked on his bed, thinking about his predicament, Michael heard another buzzing sound come from his phone.

“Good boy”, the message read, “now meet me at this address”. The address was attached in a text sent shortly afterwards.

Michael’s heart sank. “What’s going to happen to me now?”, he wondered.

The address was half an hour’s walk from Michael’s house, and he soon found himself in front of a large expensive looking home.

After hesitating for some time, he rang the doorbell. He waited for a few seconds, before receiving another text.

“Come in, slut”, it read, “the door’s open”.

Trembling with fear, Michael pushed open the door. On the other side of it was a very expensive looking foyer.

Suddenly, a door opened, and the man from yesterday walked into the room.

"Hello slave", he said. "Are you happy to see me?"

Michael new better than to disagree.

"Yes Daddy", he said softly.

The man was 6 foot 5, and well-built. Michael could feel the man towering over him as he stood in the foyer, staring at the floor.

All of a sudden, Michael felt something tighten around his neck. He looked up, surprised.

"This is your collar, slave", the man explained, "you will keep it with you at all times and wear it whenever I tell you to".

Michael continued to stare at the ground.

"Forgetting something?", the man asked. "I am giving you a gift, you should be grateful".

"Thank you", Michael mumbled.

Suddenly he felt the man's hand grab his neck and begin to tighten.

"Thank you, who?", the man growled.

"Thank you Daddy", Michael whimpered, tearing up.

"Good boy", said the man, and Michael felt the man's grip loosen a little.

"Now take off your clothes", the man ordered.

Knowing better than to put up a fight, Michael began to remove his clothing. Finally, as he found himself in his underwear, he stopped and looked at the ground.

"Take that off as well", said the man, "a slut like you should always be naked in the presence of its master, understood?"

"Yes Daddy", Michael said, as he took off his underwear.

"Good boy!", said the man approvingly, "you are beginning to learn".

Then, the man attached the collar on Michael's neck to a leash, and lead Michael deeper into the house.

Michael was very frightened. As he felt himself being dragged by the neck, completely naked, he couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen to him next.

Suddenly, the man stopped. They were now in what looked like the man's bedroom.

"On your knees, bitch", the man ordered.

"Yes Daddy", Michael said, knowing all too well what would come next.

Once again, the man removed his pants and whipped out his cock. Without warning, he brought Michael's face closer to his crotch. Michael knew what he had to do. He began to lick and suck the man's cock, gasping and sputtering when the man would push his cock further down Michael's throat. At one point, the man's cock went so deep down Michael's throat, Michael found himself with his nose in the man's pubes. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the man's cock began to pulse. Michael felt the warm, salty, sticky cum fill up his mouth, and he pulled himself away. He had never felt so ashamed in his life.

"Good boy, now swallow", the man said.

Looking up tearfully, Michael gulped down the sticky cum, feeling it descend into his throat.

"Look, you spilled some", the man remarked, "lick it up".

His cheeks burning, Michael lowered his head to the floor and began to lap up the spilt cum.

"You've been a good boy", the man said, looking down at Michael, "now clean yourself up". He pointed towards the bathroom. "Take this", he said, and gave Michael a razor. "I don't want to see a single hair on your body when you leave the shower", he instructed, "good slaves should always be smooth".

His face covered in the man's cum and Michael's own saliva, Michael retreated to the shower, and did as he was told. When Michael was smooth and hairless, he left the shower. All of a sudden, the man burst through the door and grabbed Michael by the collar.

"No please, let me go!", Michael begged.

The man threw Michael's smooth naked body on the bed, and began to take off his clothes.

In a matter of seconds, the man was naked, revealing a shredded, athletic physique. Without warning, he pounced on Michael, grabbing him by the throat and immobilising his arms. Michael could only beg as the man turned him over and spread his legs out. Suddenly, Michael felt his tight virgin ass being ripped apart by the man's 8 inch cock.

"No pleaseee, don't do this!", Michael moaned, but the man only laughed.

The man began to go in and out, and Michael felt his whole body quiver with each thrust. Michael now had his arms immobilised above him, and could do nothing to stop the man's relentless fucking of his tight ass.

After 10 minutes of rough fucking, Michael felt the man cum deep inside his ass.

"Good slut", said the man, as he pulled out of Michael's ass, "you're mine now".

To Be Continued...