I love this view. It never gets old. I watch the top of his head. I see his tasseled brown hair as his mouth moves back and forth on cock. I see the curve of his perfectly rounded baby smooth cheeks, ever so slightly spread by way he arches his back, his butt perched up on top of his heels, his toes dug into the carpet as he kneels in front of me. I hear him slightly gag as I push to back of his mouth and to the edge of his throat. I reach down and take his hair in my hand, my other hand to the side of his face. I hold his head in place as I push deep into him. He stifles a choking sound as my cock moves into his throat. I hold him there like that and take him to the limit of his inability to breathe. I watch him struggle to maintain composure. Nothing feels like this. I start to fuck his throat. His eyes are long past filled with gagging tears. His saliva drips from his mouth as my cock moves in and out of him in long rhythmic strokes. He is the perfect boy.
I wanted him as soon as I walked into the room and saw nervously standing against the wall. Baby smooth and naked in only high heel shoes, a pink ribbon up under his tiny balls and little boy-like penis, pushing it all out in front, his sissy like status on total display, I wanted him as soon as I saw him. He's exactly what men like me want, me and his owner sitting on the couch.
He is seems barely eighteen years old. As I cum in his mouth, feel the first hard spurt of it flow into his throat, I can't help think about how long he has been doing this. This is not his first time. I can tell. He's too good at it for that to be the case. Someone has trained this boy. I wonder at what age he started being the good little cocksucker he is. I cum hard and lose myself to his mouth completely. I pull his hair so hard while holding him place that I hear him wince, whimper, slightly gag, his mouth full of me.
"Uhhhh, oooooo...fuck...good boy, good, good boy...'
I praise his sissy velvet like wet mouth more than him as I cum. This boy is incredible. And he's hungry too. I like that even more. I fill him with my cum. I feel my cock go slightly soft in his mouth as I continue to fuck. I see his limp hands at his sides. He is naked except for cute shoes and ribbon, and completely sissy-like vulnerable. He presented and gave his mouth the way he was told to do. His owner sits on the couch off to the side, another sissy boy kneeling at his feet. The boy keeps his eyes to the floor. I feel his tongue concentrate on the underside of my cock. He moves against the hole, teases.
"Did I tell you? Is he good or what?"
His owner speaks to me as I pull my wet cock from the boy's mouth and wipe it on the side of his face. The boy quickly closes his mouth and puts his eyes to the floor. He's afraid of the man on the couch, it's obvious.
"Better than good, this one is special."
As I reach down and pull up my underwear, my pants, zip up my fly and fasten my belt, I pat the boy's head. Run my hand down the side of his face and neck. He is baby soft. I pet him. He stays motionless, looks down at his knees. I can see some of my cum on the side of his face, see a strand of it drip slowly to his knees. He is motionless and beautiful.
"Well, he's yours anytime you want him. I want to sell him. I have two more coming next week and I don't like to keep more than four of five at a time. It's too much work."
He stands from the couch and moves to the boy in front of me. He puts on finger under the boys chin and lifts. With his other hand he snaps his fingers. The boy quickly stands, his hands go to his rear cheeks. He spreads them wide. He's been trained to do this. It's obvious.
He is as he was when I first saw him, tiny boy like penis with a pink bow around his balls, pushing all up and out front. His penis is soft and pink, his tiny thing bounces in front of him as he stands. His owner reaches down firmly and twists the boy by his arm almost knocking him over. He's presenting his girl-like bubble butt to me. He reaches down with both hands and spreads the boy's cheeks wider. The boy winces slightly. I can tell it hurts to be spread that wide.
"Look at that. You won't find a tighter ass than that anywhere. I dare you to."
I put my finger to the boy's hole. I feel him flex ever so gently and barely tighten on just the tip of my finger. Instantly he relaxes completely. His master sees it. He hits the boy so hard on the butt, slaps him, he almost lifts him up off the floor.
"Stay still, bitch! Nobody told you to move."
