Mike slowly continued pumping his cock into my mouth, getting harder with each passing second. Slowly his cock grew to its full huge glory, filling my mouth with it.
No words had still really been spoken yet, aside from his instruction to suck his cock. He was here simply using my mouth as his fuck toy. Using me to suck his dick.
I liked it. No, I loved it.
I had rolled onto my side so I could better align myself. I felt his hand on my head, holding me in place as he started to fuck my mouth. I had one hand wrapped tightly around his shaft, stroking him while I sucked, and the other cupping his balls in my hand.
I worked his head hard with my mouth, and stroked his shaft harder and faster. I could taste his pre cum already. I know he wouldn't last long. His balls tightening in my hand, I know he was going to cum. He wrapped his hand around his cock and I let go, he started jacking himself off while I held the tip between my lips.
I felt his first shot of hot cum hit the back of my throat, but before I had a chance to even swallow he pulled his cock out of my mouth and started to cum on my face. I could feel his hot cum hitting my face, ropes spraying across it. He grunted and groaned loudly as he jacked his dick hard, and as he stopped cumming he pushed it back into my mouth, using my lips to clean himself off.
I laid back, covered in his cum, all over my face and in my mouth still. I looked over at him, and watched him pull up his shorts.
He nodded his head at me, turned around, and he left.
He left without literally saying one single word?! I just sucked his cock without one singular word being spoken.
But.. fuck was I ever happy about it. That, was so incredibly hot. I got out of bed and cleaned my face up and got in the shower. I got out and noticed Mike had finally sent me a message.
"That was fucking good. You'll be doing that more, and whatever else I tell you. You'll be my bitch whenever I want. Away for work for a few days, talk soon."
I didn't know what to say... my cock was rock hard reading that message. I must have read it over and over before I just replied with "Ok!" like an idiot.
Almost 2 weeks went by hadn't heard anything. I didn't have any expectations, but it was on my mind constantly. I didn't want to admit it, but I really wanted his cock again. I found my mind wandering regularly, but didn't want to push my luck.
Friday night rolled around and I didn't have any plans, was raining badly on an epic scale out and a hot summer storm was rolling through, so I figured I'd stay in and relax for the night. My phone lit up beside me, and my heart skipped a beat. Finally, he sent me a message.
"Hey! Me and a buddy are going to the bar across the street. We're just getting here, come out for some beers."
With a buddy of his? Fuck. That's too bad. My heart actually sank a little bit, I wanted more but I guess that would have to wait, but that's alright though, at least I'm not ghosted. Agreed to meet them there in a bit.
Ran over in the torrential rain, nearly soaked in the process, ran inside and found them sitting at the same table we were at last time. Mike introduced his buddy Steve, who looked surprisingly very much like me. Almost had to double take, we got a good laugh out of it. The similarities were striking.
We were there for a good hour or so, and we were all definitely drunk by then and all having a good time. Even the tables around us were getting in our partying, it was a blast.
Then BAM. Pitch black. The fucking power went out. Within a few seconds the emergency lights came on, but the party was over and everyone had to get out quickly. I knew the waitress by name, so I gave her a bunch of cash to settle up our bill and told her to let me know next time I'm in if it's enough or not and she knew I was good for it. I didn't want to get stuck in the chaos trying to get our.
We slammed what we had left for drinks and headed out. It was still absolutely pouring and everyone was huddled outside under a small overhang trying to keep dry. No cell service, no Ubers, everyone was stranded. Seemed like a pretty big blackout. Even the roads were dark, not a lot of people out on a miserable night like this.
"Well, shit. This sucks." Mike said, "hey why don't we do back to your place for a bit and have a few more? I ain't driving and can't get a ride. We're stuck for now."
"Yeah let's do it!" I said. "Fuckin run though, gonna be soaked!"
We all bolted. Ran through the parking lot, across the road to the front door of my condo. And of course, it's still locked, nobody had to prop it open. Magnetic lock has to be released from the inside.
"Fuck! Ok. Let's go around back, hope it's open."
We all ran again to the back, getting absolutely soaked in the process. But thankfully, someone was outside smoking and had the emergency door propped. We ran in and up the stairs to my condo. We all stumbled through the door laughing and drenched.
"That is fucking intense!" I laughed kicking off my wet shoes.
"Dude, you've gotta lend us some clothes at least. This is insane."
"Yeah yeah I got you. Just a sec." I grabbed the couple candles I had and lit them to at least get some light. I went and grabbed towels and shorts for them. They might have intentionally been the lightest and most borderline see through shorts I own, but they worked. Mike went to the bathroom to change, and Steve went to the master bathroom to change. I went into my room, toweled myself off really quick, and was in the middle of getting changed when the bathroom door swung open and Steve stood there, staring at me naked.
"Ah shit, sorry man." I laughed.
