The taste of cock

I was surprised and confused when his cock was roughly shoved into my mouth. I'd told him I was not very experienced. He said he didn't care. I was his little cock slut and I better act like it. For some reason I just took it and started sucking. Wanting to please him. But why? It doesn't make any sense. 

He was just a a friend from high school. We met again at our 20th reunion. We chatted. We were single. We were both divorced and living alone. "I've never been very good with women." He said. I nodded in agreement. The next thing I know we are in his car heading to his house for drinks. His hand is on my shoulder. Then he slips it behind my neck. My mind is racing, thinking he might try to shove my face into his lap. I was shaking. But I was hard. This was all new to me.

At his home he made us a couple of whiskey sours. He kept looking me over, wondering how to make his move on me. I was feeling like a sheep being led to slaughter. He could tell. "I'm glad you are nervous. I like it that way. I had kids sucking me off way back in junior year. All the little twinks. Like you."

I almost dropped my drink. I could feel my hands shaking. I felt like I should try to get out of this spot I put myself in.  This was getting really scary. "I'm not very experienced at all at any of this." 

"Don't worry. I've got plans for you. You just do whatever I tell you, and you'll like it. You'll do whatever I tell you, won't you?"

I took a long, deep gulp of the whiskey. I shyly nodded.

He walked to me, took me by the arm and led me back into the house. "I always thought you'd make a good little fuck toy for me."

The bedroom door closed with a thud. The realization this was actually going to happen sank in. "Take off all your clothes, twink." I slowly undressed. I was embarrassed that my cock was fully erect. He didn't seem to notice, or care. When I was naked, standing in the middle of the bedroom with my hands over my front, I realized he was naked too. Bur he was buckling on a leather harness of some sorts, making him look like an ancient gladiator. He was big, hairy, and very manly looking. He must go to the gym twice a day. I've never worked out except when I walk a golf course. When he had his chest harness tightened, he pulled on a black leather jock strap, tucking his massive cock and balls into it. "Sit on the bed, twink."

I was outfitted with a spiked dog collar and leather wrist cuffs. He handed me a pair of what looked like girl's panties. Pink and lacey. "Put those fucking on, twink." I felt like I was in some sort of crazy dream. He had a spell over me. I looked at the panties, wondering how this all made any sense. "I'm a little too old to be wearing girl's panties." I said. "I don't care about that, I'm still thinking about you in high school. How cute you would have been in something like those back then. So, you're going to wear them."

I obeyed.

"Good girl."

He took some pictures of me sitting there on the bed, half naked, collared, cuffed and wearing pink panties. He took a lot of them. I felt like I was going to pass out from embarrassment. He was rubbing the cock pouch as he walked around me. "I'm glad you decided to come home with me. I always liked you in school. You know, like a twink."

It was time. He had two paddle locks. One securing my hands together in front of me, and the other clipped to a ring on the front of the collar holding my hands up under my chin. He leaned in real close and kissed me on the cheek. "You're going to suck my cock like a good girl. Then I'm I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, like you deserve." I was frozen, but strangely excited. My cock was still hard. The cuffs were tight and made me feel so vulnerable, but safe. The panties felt nice. Smooth, silky and tightly wrapped around my rising cock. I'd never tried wearing girl's underwear before. I told myself I must try it sometime again after this was all over. He was nodding like he wanted me to nod back in agreement. I did. What the fuck?

"Good girl."

Before he put himself on me, making me his cock slut, he told me I needed to be prepared properly for being his girl. He had a rubbery cock cage with a little paddle lock. He forced my hard cock into it telling me I wasn't going to need it for a long while. I've never had another mans hands on me. And certainly not like this. I wasn't sure if I liked it or not. But I let it happen. Well, I was cuffed and naked. So, what was I really going to do now? I cried out when he snapped the ring around the bottom of my balls, holding everything tightly together. My cock was smaller now, tightly encased in the rubber cage. The ring around my balls was tight, holding everything securely. My skin was squeezing out of the narrow slots in the cage. It hurt. He said it would relax soon, and fit inside better. But I wasn't so sure. Next was a large black rubber butt plug. He said this was a must for a twink like me. And when I say large, I mean the fat part of the plug was as big as a golf ball. A long pointy end and a narrow sleeve with a wide flange to keep it from going all the way up inside. He lubed it up and shoved a slippery finger in my ass. "Get used to this, twink."

My cock and balls were wrapped up tight in the cock cage. The tight little pink panties were back in place, holding everything in nicely. But the butt plug! Fuck!. I didn't realize how much I felt it up inside me when he first shoved it in. But now every time I would even blink, I could feel it. It was moving stuff around up inside me like I'd never felt before.

My cock was struggling to escape the cage. His hands were on my face as he continued kissing me. I was his twink, his bitch, his little slut. I felt like it too. How was I to feel any different? There I was. Fuck!

Now was the time. I was surprised when he placed my face in his lap. He was sitting up at the head of the bed. I was on my hands and knees in front of him. The pouch popped open and out came his cock. It had been waiting impatiently for this moment. I guess I was too. It looked angry. His hand was on the top of my head, and the other holding his long hairy cock in my face. "Go ahead. make my day, twink."

I almost laughed. But instead my lips parted and in it went. I wasn't sure what to do, but I figured it out rather quickly of course. I did my best to suck as hard as possible. The butt plug was a distraction. So was my tightly bound cock and balls. But the butt plug was too much. It wiggled and pushed and touched places I've never felt before. It was crazy. Back to work, though. He was moaning and ordering me to suck even harder. His warm, sweaty cock was salty at first. Then only the taste of his manly hairy skin and my own saliva. Wet and slippery. I bobbed my head up and down as he pulled my hair and told me I was a shitty cock sucker. I worked harder. The butt plug distracted me again. It felt like it was getting shoved in deeper every time I moved. How did this huge thing fit in there? I went back to work. He had me right where he wanted me. "I'd like this to last all night long, my little slut." I wanted to last too. 

But it didn't take long. A thrust, a gasp, and a load in my mouth. Just like that! His grasp on my head tightened. Pulling my hair and holding my head in place so I couldn't pull away. I swallowed some. It was ok. I was surprised. I finished. More swallowing. More sucking. I wanted it all. I suppose I always wanted it all. A man to dominate me. A cock to suck. A load to swallow. Who knew? 

"That was pretty good for a twink." I was gasping for air, trying to catch my breath. "Thank you, Sir."

After a shower and another drink he put me in a pink nighty and a bra matching the panties. The cuffs were gone but the collar remained. So did the cage and naughty butt plug. He had pushed it, playing with it in my ass when we showered. He kissed me a lot, grabbing my tits and calling me his little slut. 

There was a chain coming from under the pillows at the head of the bed with a paddle lock on it. He attached the lock to my collar, chaining me to the bed. Otherwise I was free to be rolled around and positioned in most every kinky, gay sort of sex, way. He began by tit fucking me with the bra cups wrapped around his again, very hard fuck tool.

"This bra once belonged to my sister, Beth. Remember her?" I nodded. "I'll bet you do. She was cute, and a slut. All the boys fucked her. All except you. Because you're a twink." Suddenly I felt worthless and ashamed.

He continued to move forward and back, stroking himself with the pink bra wrapped tightly around his cock. The tip was sliding in and out closer to my face, then back. If he came now, I'd get a good juicy load in my face. "put your hands on it, slut."

My fingers wrapped around his cock wrapped up in the bra. "It's almost like having her here to play with isn't it, slut? Having my sister here in her pretty pink clothes? Fucking her?"

Just then he blew load number two. And as I feared, all over my chest and in my face. But as I was jerking him off in my face, all I could think about was his sister wearing the bra I had in my hands. I licked the cum from my lips. He gave my cheek a gentle slap. "Good girl."

part 2

Getting fucked like a pig

Coming soon