I was getting ready to close everything down and leave for work.
I was in chat with Sally, telling her I was taken her mobile, when the drive way cam motion detector buzzed my watch.
I lifted up on my phone and I could see it was a delivery truck. When I blew up the image on my phone, I could see Graham stepping out of the truck.
"Well fuck!" I posted Sally on Skype. "There's a delivery truck in my driveway and it looks like Graham is getting out of it."
Just as I sent her the post, I received a text from an unknown caller.
"Grant, it's Graham. Let me in."
I posted Sally. "It is Graham. Be right back."
I had slipped into my button fly jeans and a black Golf shirt after taking my shower.
I walked up the stairs to the main door, my cock starting to strain against my jeans.
I opened the door.
"Well hello there Grant." Graham walked past me and into the house.
"Close the door and lock it Grant. We don't want to be interrupted."
I turned the latch and it clicked and then I turned back to him.
"I had so much fun with your mouth and ass yesterday Grant." He said.
"I thought I would pay you a return visit.
Why don't you show me the bedrooms you have in this big house of yours."
We walked up the stairs. Graham carried a lap top under his arm.
He was dressed in a pair of black dress pants. White button up shirt. The sleeves were rolled up. He had that smell about him. Musky and strong.
"Such a great fucking ass you have Grant." He reached out grabbing it.
My cock twitched in my jeans.
I showed him the guest room. He leaned in.
"Hmmm not enough room in there." He said.
Then I showed him the Master bedroom.
"Now this will work for us. Look at the size of the bed."
"Why don't you strip down for me while I fire up my laptop. What's the password for the wifi?"
"Why?" I replied as I pulled the shirt over my head and tossed it on the floor.
He walked towards me, getting up real close. So close that I could feel his breath on my lips.
"Because I asked you Grant." He said.
I gave him the password. He walked back towards the laptop. He placed it on the dresser underneath the television set and fired it up.
He turned and watched with his arms crossed. I was unbuttoning my jeans when he told me to stop.
"You have very nice nipples Grant."
He approached me. His fingers slid over both nipples. Squeezing them. I let out a moan. "I bet you are a clamp boy aren't you Grant?" He said.
I nodded slowly.
"We will find your bag of toys another time. I'm sure you have a bag around here somewhere. I can just imagine the selection you have." He grinned.
He moved back to his lap top as I watched. I started to push my jeans down until he said.
"No. Not yet. I'll tell you when to remove those."
He turned on his laptop, I could see his camera light come on. It looked like he had launched a chat room. He came back over to me.
"Give me your phone." He said.
I handed it to him. He swiped up, it was looking for my face to unlock, he turned it towards me.
"Smile Grant." He grinned as it unlocked.
"Oh Skype huh?"
He typed in a link and left it in the chat window with Sally's name on it.
"Sally is going to enjoy this." He said.
He went back to his computer and adjusted it so anyone watching could see the bed and the front of the bed.
"Grant, come stand over here in front of the bed." He said.
I moved in front of the bed and saw myself on the screen.
Scrolling up the right side of the video feed was a chat conversations
"Oh they like you Grant.
Just so you know, this is a live feed. It's mainly for Dom's. We post live feeds for men and woman to get off while watching us Dom our male sluts."
My cock was now straining to get out.
"Strip for them Grant. Nice and slowly. Like you would if you were encouraging a guy to fuck you."
I gripped both sides of my jeans and slowly tugged. The buttons started popping until they were done. I started to push them down.
"Oh no Grant." He said. "You can't be giving them the money shot with out a tease. Turn around. Show them that tight ass of yours."
My face reddened as I turned. I slowly pushed the jeans and boxers down. Revealing my ass to whoever was watching.
"Nice ass eh guys?" He said.
Sally could see the comments scrolling by while she watched. Seeing all these horny guys lusting over my ass.
"Kick the jeans off Grant. To the corner."
As I kicked them, my legs spread and you could see my balls hanging down.
"What do you think guys?" Graham reached out, grabbed my cheeks and spread them.
"Is that a tight man cunt or what?"
Graham said.
"I fucked that tight hole yesterday." He grinned at the camera. He started reading the chat posts.
"Oh you want to see his cock?"
I felt a slap on my ass.
"Turn around Grant. Show them that nice pretty cock of yours." He said.
I turned slowly so they could see my cock standing straight up. Beads of precum were running down my shaft.
"Nice cock eh?" He grinned. "Jack it for them Grant."
My hand moved to my shaft, curling my fingers around it I started jacking it.
You could hear my moans as I edged closer.
"Remember Grant. No cumming. Just edge for us." He said.
When I came close to cumming I took my hand off my cock.
They could see it twitching. My thighs tightening as I tried to control the cum from exploding out of my cock.
Graham looked back at the screen.
"I know right? A very nice cock.
So what do you think we should do with Grant next?
Press 1 if you want him to suck me off. 2 if you want me to fuck him." He said.
Sally pressed 1 with the rest of them.
They all wanted to see my mouth around his cock.
"Suck it is." Graham said.
He pushed his pants down. He was wearing no underwear.
"Kneel Grant. In front of me. You know the drill. Hands behind your back." He said.
As I dropped to my knees, he grabbed the back of the laptop and pulled it forward so everyone had a full view of my head.
He stepped into frame. His huge hard cock sticking out.
"Just the tip in your mouth Grant. I don't want these horny fuckers cumming to early."
I took the tip in my mouth. Waiting for direction.
"Now Grant, lean forward and take my cock inch by inch into your mouth."
Slowly I slid my lips down his shaft, his cock head reaching my throat.
"Stop." Graham said as he looked at the camera.
"My cock is at the entrance to his throat right now."
Graham said.
"Now when I start forcing it down his throat. He's going to struggle to not gag."
He started pushing. They could see my body twitching.
"Take it deeper Grant. Show them how good a cock sucker you are."
I took him deeper. Spit started to drip from my lips onto my chin and chest. I felt his hand on the back of my head.