Tony

Rodney

Rodney clearly deserves his own chapter. At least one.

Rodney often used a locker next to mine at the gym. He was a quiet guy, my age, and seemed to be quite the loner. He was always friendly enough. Nice smile. Seemed fairly happy. He just didn’t seem to develop relationships all that well or something, with either guys or girls.

And then there was his body. Generally, fairly slim. Pretty hairless. Fairly non-descript. Except for his dick, which was so long that guys would openly give him grief about it. I assumed that was mostly just because they were jealous, to be honest. Easily 9” long, soft.

I was far from jealous. It was long, fairly thick. Nice cut head. Nice low hanging balls.

So once I told Tony, Tony sent me on my first active mission.

I had always been a happily submissive bottom. Eager to please, whenever asked. Just not all that adventurous.

But Tony was on a mission. For me to get recruits. Disciples. Who knew what.

I’d be lying to say I hadn’t lusted after Rodney before. So it wasn’t really such a hard mission.

Tony got me thinking. I would propose things to him. He would approve. Push me a bit harder.

I moved my locker a bit closer to Rodney’s. And kept my things under his, so I would need to at least bend over to get at them. Sometimes I would conveniently drop things, so I would be close to the ground looking up at opportune times. Like when Rodney was taking his jock off. Or when he came back from the shower and was drying off. And I increasingly did my best to make sure he would catch me looking at his beautiful nakedness. Doing my best not to go hard thinking about how nice he would feel inside me.

Plus I started talking to him. He responded way better than I thought. Just little things. Maybe he really was lonely.

Rodney was a nice guy. I complimented him. Genuinely. He had such a nice smile. He gradually seemed to be letting me look longer. I licked my lips a time or two. He almost seemed to be getting hard. Sometimes I apologized. He told me not to worry. And even stretched his dick while I watched.

Tony was pleased. But always pushing me. Even James was pushing me. It was like I had become their recruiter.

It took a week until I asked Rodney if he would like to go to a movie with me. He seemed flattered. And of course I did it while he was naked. And it did look like his dick responded, at least a bit.

I would update Tony while he fucked me. While I worshipped him. It made both him and James more horny, if that were possible.

Rodney almost seemed excited when I picked him up to go to the movies. It was almost like a date.

I liked him. On top of lusting after him. Most of my contacts had become sex contacts. Tony was my master. James was his right hand. With Rodney it just seemed cool.

We had a great time at the movies. I asked him if I could get him some popcorn and a drink. He smiled and said yet. I loved his smile. I thought of Tony long enough to make sure I bought Rodney a big drink. I knew it would make him need to pee.

Being with Rodney was cool. He did need to go to the restroom. Of course I went with. He smiled. I watched him. He was cool with it.

I apologized again. He smiled. “No worries.”

“It is gorgeous.”

He flipped it a couple of times. I looked at him. He smiled again.

He was going a bit hard. He flipped it again, and pulled back the skin, even though he was cut.

“Wow. It’s almost as nice as your smile.”

He went harder. Damn. I thought of Tony. “Would you mind if I touch it?”

He smiled. I was breathing hard. I reached out and touched it.

So close. I had to. Even if it was a public restroom.

I knelt down. I put my mouth over it. Rodney really went hard. It tasted wonderful. He was leaking precum already.

I went all the way down on it. I thought of Tony. Of Tony’s cock. Of James.

I sucked gently, enjoying every inch of it as I helped it all the way down my throat. And Rodney started shooting. Almost immediately. I sucked harder the more he shot. And the harder and more determinedly I sucked the more he shot. I swallowed and swallowed. I was committed to draining him entirely. I felt his hand on the back of my hand.

I got up. Rodney was spent. I was so happy. I smiled. He smiled back. I thanked him.

I kissed his cheek.

“Wow.” And then Rodney almost nonchalantly smiled again and said we should get back in to see the rest of the movie.

I knew Tony would be proud of me. I knew his cock would be pleased.

This may be a whole new chapter.