My master is everything

It was 3am on a Wednesday night and loud music, banging and shouting was coming from the flat upstairs. It had been like this all week since the new owner arrived in the upstairs apartment. Tim, a successful lawyer with a big firm in the city was exhausted, he had left notes with the new owner asking them to keep the noise down but got no response. This was a luxury apartment building so Tim was not used to being disturbed like this.

Finally at 5am he had enough and went upstairs and knocked on the apartment and asked for the owner. A drunk girl arrived at the door and said you need to speak to Dean. The apartment was filled with cigarette smoke and lots of dodgy looking people drinking and shouting. Finally, Dean the new owner arrived at the door. He was scruffy but well built, he had a slight tan and looked like he hadn't washed properly in a few days, he was clearly drunk and high on something. Tim pleaded with him to turn the noise down saying that he couldn't sleep and it had been like this all week. He said he was a lawyer and didn't want to have to get the police involved, but he couldn't take it anymore.

The owner looked at Tim and laughed, "fuck off fag" he said, he shut the door and shouted to turn the music up. Tim stood there and could hear the people laughing inside.

Tim banged the door again and pleaded with him to stop. Dean stood there, he had a cocky demeanour, he clearly didn't care what this fag was saying, he took a smoke from his cigarette and blew the smoke in Tim's face, he said "what are you going to do about it? " he stared into Tim's eyes, he was silent and had a powerful aura about him.

Tim stood there and didn't know what to do. Even though he was being bullied by this guy he was weirdly attracted to him. Without think Tim suddenly said he was sorry for disturbing him and apologied to Dean.

Dean smiled and said "of course you are fag" he put his hands down his trousers and rubbed his ass with his fingers, he brough the fingers up and held them under Tim's nose. "you want to lick these don't you fag?" Tim was quivering, he sniffed the fingers and could smell the sweat and stench from Dean's ass and suddenly started to get hard. "please can I lick them sir" he whispered.

Dean smiled he said, "I know a dirty faggot when I see one, I'll have fun with you downstairs"

The drunk girls in the background were laughing and saying that's disgusting. Tim opened his mouth and tried to lick the fingers, but Dean pulled them away and laughed.

"you'll have to work to get that fag" he said. He leaned over towards Tim cleared his throat and hawked up some spiy and spit in Tim's face. He said "enjoy that pig" andslammed the door and Tim was left standing there.

Tim was shocked at what had just happened, he could hear laughing from the people inside the apartment as they joked how disgusting that was and they shouted to turn up the music. Tim was rock hard and could feel the precum oozing out of him, With his finger he wiped the spit from his cheek into his mouth, he loved the taste of it and he craved more of it. He ran down to his apt and as soon as he got in the door he started wanking, he was thinking about the smell of Dean's fingers and how he wished he could of licked them and also licked deans sweaty ass for him. Within a minute he let out a big moan and came so hard he felt dizzy,. Afterwards he though to himself that he hadn't cum that hard in years and that it was surreal that this man had such an impact on him.

Tim went to bed, the music was blasting even louder now and there was jumping and banging from upstairs. He sat there unable to sleep but he didn't care, all he could think about was Dean and how he could meet him again.