Author: bodedude

Just a guy

“That’s it, just drape your head over the edge of the bed.  That will give me a straight shot down your throat, and with your hands tied, you can’t push me off, even if you wanted to. This is the perfect angle to stretch out your new mouth pussy with the thickness of my meat.”

“Oh yeah, that feels great”

“Arghhh…pleeez…aggrch…dooonntt…aaaahhh.”

“Amazing, I can see my dick pushing deeper.  Your neck shows the outline of my dick’s head moving up and down.  This feels so good. Seeing your throat convulse around my thick cock and feeling the hot breath from your nostrils on the underside of my balls, is getting me close.  If you open your eyes, you should be able to see my nut sack tighten up and start pumping my boys deep into your stomach.  The only problem with being this far down your throat, is that you won’t be able to taste my jizz.  Oh well, maybe one of my friends will shoot his wadd in your mouth, so you can fully appreciate the flavor of a warm load of creamy cum.”

Bitch, I am going to make sure you never question my orders on the field again. I am the captain and the only way we win is if you follow my orders without hesitation.  Therefore, from now on you will be taking my orders on and off the field.  I am going to fuck all the resistance out of you.  You will become very used to doing what I say, anyplace and anytime.  

Since you decided to question my orders in front of the team, I guess its only fair that your training, to learn to follow orders unquestionably, will occur in front of the team as well.  They should be coming off the field any moment now.  Seeing you bent over, taking my cock up the ass, like a bitch, will reinforce, in the rest of the guys how important it is to follow my direction.  

I bet when I order them to take a turn in your new cunt, they will do so without hesitation.

We were hanging out watching the game, when I asked Steve if his roommate was a good cocksucker.  He looked at me like I was crazy.  “Pete is straight, why would you ask something like that?” I laughed at my friend.  “Are you kidding me?  Pete is definitely a fag, I could tell the second I met him.  If he isn’t already servicing you, he should be.”

“I bet I can have his mouth on my cock within ten minutes of him entering the apartment.  You go hide in the bedroom and watch thru the crack in the door.   Once he is fully committed to becoming my personal cocksucker, and has no way to deny it, I will give you a thumbs up. Then you can come out and we can tag team him.”

“If I am wrong about Pete, and he does not start slurping on my meat as soon as I whip it out, I will apologize and buy all the drinks tonight.  But if I am right, you buy the drinks and I empty my balls into Pete.”

Finger banging my roommate into submission.  After an hour of me playing with his cunt, he will do anything I ask.  His mind shuts down and the repeated feeling of my digits penetration takes over his consciousness.  His hole is open and eager to accept something big and thick.  It needs to be filled with cock…hard, deep and pounding cock.

It had become part of his daily routine.  Every day on the way to class he would stop by the toilet in the basement of the engineering building and suck a couple of loads out of the anonymous cocks pushed thru the glory hole.  After all breakfast is the most important meal of the day.  

You are so focused on servicing your roommate, you don’t hear your friends entering the apartment behind you.  With a wicked grin on his face, he puts his hand on the back of your head to keep you properly in place, then greets your mates.

“Hey John, Phil, how’s it going?”  You start to struggle, realizing that your friends are now seeing, first hand, that you have become your roommate’s cocksucking bitch. He holds you tightly in place with his meat deep in your throat as he keeps conversing with your friends, like you are not even there. “You see the game last night?  I can’t believe he is still starting that quarterback, after throwing two interceptions in the first half. I think the coach has lost his mind.  It’s like he doesn’t want to get to the playoffs.”  He continues to pump his thick meat in and out of your face, while carrying on a conversation with your “friends”.  This goes on for ten to fifteen minutes, the conversation pausing only as his balls tighten up and start unloading into your stomach.  Your roommate then pulls his cock out of your mouth, zips up and pats you on the head like he would a good puppy. He invites your friends out to the pub for a drink, and they all leave.  You hear the door close behind you, realizing you never even saw your “friends” faces. You hear them laughing as they walk down the hall. You are left kneeling, facing the wall, with a mouthful of your roommate’s thick, creamy jizz. The tears running down your face, knowing your secret is out, and you will more than likely be sucking your “friend’s” cocks on a regular basis in the very near future. 

I keep catching you checking out my crotch.  You want to see what I’m packing? I got a nice long dick in here, dude.  I’m happy to pull it out for you. But you should be aware that once it’s out, it doesn’t get put away until it’s released a load or two.  Since I am bringing it out for you, it’s only fair you help me get off. Why don’t you get down here on your knees, so you can see it up close? I’ll even let you touch it if you want.