Are You Lonely? Ch. 02

Oh my hell -- what a great fantasy!

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On my way home from work I remember David telling me he would be on a business trip for at least a week. I should get dinner on my way.

My heart aches sitting in my lonely apartment. I am reading on the computer. I keep looking at the time for some reason.

Every night when I see the time is 9:59 a voice in my head asks me "Are you lonely?" and even though I am alone, I say out loud "I'm never lonely when I'm with you" and my brain becomes lost in the fog and haze. I begin to dream about TJ.

My fantasy becomes me stripping off my shorts and assuming the 'proper position': on my knees, back held high, my hands clasped together behind my back, my head lowered with my eyes staring at the floor.

I can see my hard and pulsating prick proudly jutting straight out from my belly.

TJ comes thru the door and flips a special switch and the room is awash in bright light.

I fantasize he stands before me. I hear his strangely gruff-sounding voice say to me, "Get my cock nice and hard for your mouth!"

I lower his gym shorts exposing his beautiful, soft penis. I kiss and lick and caress his balls and cock until I coax him into a full erection.

He then says, "Suck my cock!" and I draw his erection into my mouth.

He uses my mouth for his pleasure. No words are spoken. He simply thrusts his hard cock in-and-out of my mouth.

Just before he discharges, he pulls out of my mouth and I masturbate him while he climaxes on my face. Each night I am amazed at the amount of sperm and semen his manly balls produce. My face is always coated with his jizz.

My tongue licks his now-soft penis clean of all his juices. I then pull up his shorts and he leaves me alone in my boy-cave.

It is now my turn. I lay on the bed and ram the dildo in and out of my pussy while my other hand rapidly strokes my throbbing prick.

When my balls finally explode, my orgasm is so powerful my body shakes and gyrates on the bed while my prick ejaculates straight in the air. Thru my shouts of joy and ecstasy, I can hear the cum splashing on my belly and thighs.

I wait until I catch my breath then walk to the special switch and flip it off. The blinding, bright light is thankfully gone.

I climb into bed with the sweet, pulsing ache of satisfaction in my groin and pussy. I wear TJ's cum on my face with pride.

My sensual fantasy comes to an end as I surrender myself to blissful sleep and a smile on my wet and sticky lips.

**

On David's first night home from his business trip, we were on his sofa, hugging and kissing, my hand inside his shorts caressing his wonderful cock and massaging his swollen, heavy balls.

Moments earlier, at 4:00 to be precise, I had knocked twice on his door and let myself in his apartment. The chill in the air had caused my nipples to stiffen. His air conditioner had obviously been fixed.

He came to me fully dressed in bermuda shorts and a floral print shirt. I suddenly felt conspicuously under-dressed. He took me in his arms and we kissed.

"I missed you, Joanie," he said.

"I missed you, too," I said almost out of breath from the kiss. "I see your a/c has been fixed...should I go home and put on shorts and a shirt?"

"Don't be silly, I love seeing you this way...this is how all the boys in the building dress when they're with their men," he said with a wink and a smile.

His comment confused me but he gave me no time to think about it.

"If it makes you more comfortable, sweetie, why don't you undress me," he said.

I have grown to love his terms of endearment for me.

I began by unbuttoning his shirt revealing his beautiful chest and abs. He really is in great shape for an older guy. I kissed and licked his breasts and nipples before removing his shirt.

When my hands went to open his shorts he stopped me.

"Sweetie, you are my boy..." he said smiling down into my eyes, "...and a boy should always be on his knees when he takes down his man's pants."

Oh my goodness -- did he just say that I am his boy? His declaration made me so happy tears of joy filled my eyes.

I immediately dropped to my knees and worked open the belt and unhooked the clasp. I couldn't help but give his bulging crotch a squeeze and a kiss before I slowly lowered the zipper; my hands playfully rubbed against his tented-out crotch.

When I had stripped him to his boxers, I was going to stand and give him a kiss, but something in the back of my head said to remain on my knees until he told me what he wanted from me.

I clasped my hands behind myself, straightened my back, and kept my eyes focused on the bulge in his shorts.

"Oh sweetie," he sighed, "...you look positively angelic in that pose."

He pushed his shorts to his knees exposing his beautiful erection to my eyes.

"I can't wait, sweetie, I watched you every night with TJ dreaming that was my cock you were sucking...go ahead, sweetie, and take it in your mouth -- suck my cock, Joanie!"

I was confused again. What did he mean he 'watched me every night sucking TJ's cock?' How did he know what I fantasized about?

No matter. Staring at his long and slender erection made me hungry for it. I leaned in, inhaled his manly fragrance which made me swoon with lust, then used my hands and mouth on his manly cock and balls.

I was bobbing my head back and forth over his hot cock-flesh when it occurred to me I hadn't had anything to drink. Here I was stone-cold sober, on my knees with a man's hard-on in my mouth...and I was loving it.

I remembered David explaining to me what kind of boy I am: pleasant and respectful; hard-working; and totally submissive -- willing to make people happy by doing whatever they asked of me.

I now whole-heartedly understood my role in life: I received pleasure and happiness from other peoples pleasure and happiness. How much more simple can it be?

David moaned above me and began thrusting his cock into my mouth with more force.

"Ohhh..." he groaned. "Ohhh, I sure missed your wonderful mouth, sweetie."

His words of praise overwhelmed me and I worked feverishly to make him cum and feel his slippery, hot cream sliding down my throat into my hungry belly.

"Ohh, sweetie...yes, that's it...I'm almost there...oh God, yes...suck it, sweetie—suck it, sweetie...yes, oh yes -- here it comes -- YES-YES-SWALLOW IT SWEETIE -- YES-YES-YES-YESSSSSSS..."

I heard him gasping for air and held his deflated penis between my lips until he himself stepped back and pulled it from my mouth.

**

Two glasses of 'the green fairy' had the desired effect of sending my brain into what I like to call, 'my happy place'. So peaceful, giving me such a euphoric feeling with all inhibitions cast aside I blurted out something I would never in a million years have imagined I would say to a man.

"Darling, I want to feel your cock inside me..." I whispered softly while nibbling on his earlobe.

It sounded so serious I immediately wanted to lighten the mood.

"I mean, since you turned me gay, we might as well go all the way, right? I want to feel something inside me besides that little dildo."

An odd expression crossed his handsome face. My words appeared to hurt him.

"Joanie..." he began then paused.

I stared into his worried, brown eyes waiting to hear his next words.

"...no one can turn another human being into something they do not want to be...I merely recognized your true desires and helped you overcome your embarrassment of who you really are..."

"I know, and I'm grateful you did..." I replied.

"The way you have taken to cock is quite remarkable...you seem to want to make up for lost time," he said.

I gave him a warm and sincere smile.

"Darling, I have seen the light -- literally -- and in that light I see nothing but handsome men with gorgeous, hard cocks pointing straight at me," I said then added with a chuckle, "...and I love it...and I love you for showing me my true self."

"Joanie, you are a submissive boy by nature...your first instinct is to please people...that makes you open for suggestion...yes, I planted suggestions in your mind, but you acted on those suggestions through your own fee will," he explained.

"You know, darling," I said, "...all I think about now are men's bodies and their hard cocks...if I could, I would become the biggest cum-slut in the world."

He chuckled and replied, "That sometimes happens to a boy who has lived so long in denial...once he figures out what he likes, and who he is, oftentimes he will go on a sex binge seeking out as many partners he can find...I think that's where you are right now...I want to help you through that phase."

He gave my lips a quick peck then said, "Joanie, I have several personal requests involving you...there a lot of men who want to see you lose your virginity...yes, I want to stretch your sweet little pussy until you beg me to cum...but first, I think TJ should 'open you up' so you'll be able to take my cock easier..."

It stung me that he wanted someone else to break my cherry.

He took me in his arms and held me close. He stroked my face and hair.

"Joanie, take off your shorts and sit on my lap," he said.

"Oooo, yes darling," I squeal with delight.

He held me firmly to him and wrapped the nylon shorts around my throbbing erection and slowly began to masturbate me.

"Sweetie, I have many requests from clients all wanting the same thing -- they want to watch TJ fucking you in the ass...yes, I would love to be your first but it would be better for you to get broken in slowly...a boy always feels some pain and discomfort when he bends over his first time...you'll take DJ's small cock much easier than mine...after that I will be fucking you every day!"

I couldn't help but moan hearing those words.

"We'll do it Friday night so I can get out advertising...it will be a special pay-per-view event...you will not only feel a nice cock inside you, your 'modeling fee' will be quite substantial."

"OH, okay," I said agreeably.

I moaned again as his hand moved faster and faster on my expanding prick.

"I do have a special request for tonight though," he said.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked him.

"A lot of clients want to see you with a black man...a dominant black man...he will order you to suck his cock -- lick his balls -- and tongue-fuck his asshole..."

"Oh my," I gasped.

"Do you have any objections to being with a black man?" he asked.

"No, no of course not," I replied.

"Good boy...personally, I think you're going to love it...he's a linebacker on the university football team...he's six-four and 240 pounds -- he's built like a brick shithouse and his cock is HUGE -- it might be the biggest cock you'll ever see in your life!"

"Oh my goodness," I sighed.

I immediately thought of the big black cocks I'd seen online. Ohhhhhh, yes...I suddenly felt all weak and girly-like...ooooo, YES I want to do this!

David had fueled my imagination to a fever-pitch. I began thrusting my hips upward into his hand. He squeezed my prick harder. I grunted and groaned until my balls exploded into the nylon shorts then cried out and shouted as my semen and sperm shot my prick so forcefully I almost passed-out from the overpowering orgasm.

Once my balls were empty, I fell against him gasping for air. He tilted my face to his and kissed me hard and long. I couldn't get enough of his lips on mine.

When he broke the kiss he said, "Sweetie, go home and clean up...I want you to wear your lime-green shorts tonight...I already have the perfect title for the video."

"What is it?" I asked breathlessly.

He smiled at me and said, "'A Green Fairy Submits to His Black Master'!"

I groaned and my mind was instantly enveloped in a delightfully euphoric haze.

With a wistful smile on my lips, and a pounding heart, I hurried home to blissfully obey his commands.