Cock Cravings Ch. 02

I lead him back to the bedroom and closed the door. It was a little dark as the only light was filtering through the blinds and the lights was off. We faced each other and I reached for his crotch again and was rewarded by feeling a handful of growing cock. He began to strip, pulling off his shirt to expose his nice chest and abs and then kicking off his shoes and socks before moving to his pants.

"Get your clothes off." he said.

I didn't need to be told twice! I quickly pulled my shirt over my head as my eyes remained fixed on him as he undressed. I was staring at his waist as we both unzipped our pants and dropped them to the floor. My growing cock stood straight out as my pants dropped away, I usually go commando and don't wear underwear. I was transfixed on his black briefs and the bulge within his pants as they came off and he paused. Naked, I dropped to my knees in front of him and slowly reached up and pulled at the waistband of his briefs. I peeled his briefs down, slowly exposing his growing cock until the moment it sprang free in all it's glory.

He stepped out of his briefs as I stared at his cock, it was as perfect as I had remembered, so thick and strong all the way to the base where his balls hung. I moved my face forward and breathed in the scent of his manhood as my smooth upper lip and nose teased the underside of his shaft. I took a deep breath with my nose in his balls and crotch and became intoxicated with the musky scent. instinctively my lips parted and I began to gently lick his balls, kissing them and sucking each one into my mouth. I worked my tongue and lips up the shaft and traced the rim around the fat head of his cock before parting my lips and taking him into my mouth.

As I stretched my lips over the head and around his thick shaft he moaned,

"That's it bitch, suck my cock."

"Mmmmm, yes sir." I said as my lips slid off the tip, "I love sucking your cock."

I stretched my lips around his shaft and sucked him into my mouth, feeling his fat cock head pressing past my tonsils again and opening my mouth to take his shaft and not drag my teeth, I was making my mouth and throat into a perfect, wet, fuck hole for his cock. I gagged a little as I became reacquainted with deep throating him, his cock moving deeper into my throat and his hands now on the back of my head as he pushed me down further. With each thrust, I tried to relax and take him deeper without gagging and took pleasure in hearing his encouragement.

"That's it slut, take my fucking cock." "All the way down bitch!"

I was consumed with desire. Every nasty word he spoke made me more hungry for his cock and pushed me deeper into submissive ecstasy. Soon, nothing else mattered to me in that moment except pleasing him, pleasuring his cock. Every time he called me bitch or slut, I became more and more turned on as my cock throbbed and leaked between my legs. Obviously he noticed this and became more verbal as he used my mouth and throat for his pleasure.

"You love this cock don't you faggot?" he asked.

My cock twitched as the word "faggot" rolled off his tongue. It was like a switch went on and the gravity of the situation hit home. Here I was, on my knees with a big cock pumping in and out of my face, thinking that I was just playing around with being bisexual. Thinking that I loved women and fucking pussy as much as playing around with men. But when he called me faggot, while his cock pumped my face, I realized my place. I realized how much I loved being on my knees serving cock. All the times I had sucked other men flashed through my head and it was clear that I enjoyed it more than fucking women. I saw that I loved the power that sucking cock gave me, the instant feedback of pleasing a powerful man and his cock. I knew that it was true, I was a cock loving faggot.

He pulled his spit covered cock from my mouth and slapped my face with it, his meaty shaft smacking into my cheek and forehead over and over while I looked up in submission. It must have been obvious that he had turned me, made me into his true cock sucking faggot bitch as he smiled down at me.

"You are such a little bitch, such a faggot cocksucker and I haven't even fucked your pussy yet!"

"Get up here on your knees and let me see your pussy bitch." He said as he pointed to the bed.

Oh course I did as instructed and got up onto the bed and spread my knees and arched my back, accepting my new role as his slut, his fuck toy.

"You have a great ass." he said as his hand smacked it lightly.

My cheeks tightened as I felt his thumb push against my hole as he slapped my ass again.

"Harder please I moaned." His hand came down hard and stung my ass as I jumped.

"Like that faggot?" "Get used to feeling my hand on your ass."

I moaned "I love you spanking my ass sir."

With that he smacked my ass hard a few times before spreading my cheeks and rubbing his thumb over my hole. Pushing and prodding at it, teasing me and making me squirm with desire. He moved up behind me and I felt his cock grinding over my ass as he leaned forward and whispered into my ear.

"Next time I'm gonna fuck your pussy." "I'm going to make you my bitch and your going to take it all, every inch, right faggot."

"Yes sir." I gasped as I pushed back against his cock, feeling his throbbing shaft sliding over my hole. I wished he would fuck me now, but knew it would hopefully come later.

All of this talk had made him rock hard and without a word, he pulled me back to the floor, onto my knees and pushed his cock back into my mouth and used it to please himself. I could taste his sweet pre-cum as his cock stiffened while I sucked with all the pent up desire I had within me. Submitting to him, hungrily sucking his cock, I tightened my lips around his shaft and sucked him as hard, my cheeks caving in as i did. His cock was pumping my mouth as I felt his legs tighten just before he came.

He pushed me down lower and aimed his cock at my mouth, I didn't need direction and knew what was coming as I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue to catch my reward, his thick load.

With a guttural moan, his rock hard, angry cock, shot a huge wad of cum right into the back of my open mouth. I winced as he shot another and another... blasting my open mouth with his cum. The thick strings glancing off my front teeth and upper lip, under my nose, until it subsided. I sucked the last few drop from his now overly sensitive cock and swirled it around my mouth, savoring the thick saltiness and texture of it before swallowing it all. He collapsed onto the bed feeling relieved as I laid next to him, my cock still rock hard. He reached down and pushed his fingers into my crotch and said into my ear...

"Next time we meet, I'm going to fuck you, make you my bitch."

He said as his fingers pushed at my ass. I moved my legs up and spread them to give him better access as he teased my hole while I stroked my cock.

"I'm going to open you up and go balls deep in your faggot ass."

Again, the mention of the word faggot, pushed me over the edge and my cock erupted, shooting load after load of cum all over my chest and stomach. he had tied my pleasure to his words, dominating me with his cock and his vocabulary. It was clear in that moment that he was in total control and I would do his bidding in all future meetings. Further cementing this domination he scooped up the cum covering my chest and stomach and began smearing it on my face and putting it into my mouth. I licked his fingers clean in submission and we lay there for a few minuets as the cum began to dry on my face. I got up and got a wash cloth wet with hot water and handed it to him to clean up. He wiped his cock and balls clean and began to get dressed as I went to the bathroom to wash my face.

"Leave it on, leave that cum on your face until just before she comes home."

"Ok." I said, I love that I can still smell and taste it anyway, might as well make it last."

He pulled me close and whispered into my ear...

"Get used to that, there will be more."

We finished dressing and then I walked him to the door, his and my cum still drying on my face. We exchanged goodbyes and talked about the next time we would meet, hopefully it wouldn't be too long. With a knowing look, he walked off to his car, got in, and drove off as I stood there already thinking about the next time, as the cum on my face continued to dry.