I didn't want to smile too wide, otherwise who knows what kind of treatment I might receive? I simply nodded my head, cracked a tiny grin, and replied "If you would like, sir. I'm now yours, remember?"
"That's my boy... Come, lay across the corner of this bed. Now."
I promptly obeyed, laying my body across the bed. I could feel you get into position behind me. Your cock split my ass cheeks, but you didn't penetrate me. I could tell something else was going on when it finally clicked. You held your cock between my cheeks and began sliding up and down my crack. Oh God it felt so good. It was the perfect amount of lust and the perfect amount of tease. I wanted nothing more than for you to fuck me, but at the same time I wanted nothing more than for you to keep teasing my ass.
My head was spinning with conflict. This feeling was unlike anything I had known before. My eyes were shut tight as I grabbed a handful of the sheets. I couldn't take it anymore! I let out a muffled moan into the bed sheets as I continued to let your cock fuck my ass cheeks like a hotdog. Maybe I had a degradation kink that was just beginning to be discovered? Or maybe you found a particularly stimulating part of me that managed to hit me in all the right places. None of that mattered to the stranger, however, all that mattered was that my face was buried in the mattress.
"Boy, I can't feel your lips with my cock if I can't see them... you know that, right?" He suggested.
"Oh, I'm sorry sir!" I replied, my hair falling in front of my face as I turned towards him.
"Mmm, it's okay sweet thing," He stroked his cock as he brushed the few hairs out of my face. "Just relax a little. I want to feel everything..."
I closed my eyes and did as I was told. He slowly rubbed his cock around my lips. Mmm! He didn't taste bad at all! I was worried that with the airport, the bathroom, not knowing his take on personal hygiene, that I would be unpleasantly surprised with his cock. Not at ALL the case! The texture was warm and velvety, and the precum gathered at the tip of his cut cock was almost sweet. I could get used to this... He could tell, too, because a quiet moan of ecstasy slipped from my lips.
"I think he likes it, huh?" You said, daddy. The stranger nodded in agreement. "Wider boy, suck his cock good. The man's had a rough day, his flight was cancelled. Treat him right!"
Before I could get out the words 'yes sir' his cock was deep in my mouth. Not too far, but too far to talk. He wrapped his fingers around my head and held me in place against the bed while he worked his cock around every surface of my mouth. Nothing went untouched, he wanted it all. He especially loved the back of my mouth (go figure) and kept pressing deeper. I wasn't sure if I could keep from gagging, so I put a hand on his thigh, pushing back slightly.
"Whatever you have to say, boy, it can wait." He informed.
All I could do was gargle and push back harder.
"It can WAIT, boy! Whatever it is."
My mistake was trying to be obedient and let go at once, but since he was pulling my head down over his cock... well, I think you get the idea. His cock went in as far deep as it could possibly go. I knew because I felt his sack slap my chin and his recently shaved pube stubble poked at my jaw. I don't know how long I coughed or how long he laughed, but I'll admit it was *slightly* humorous. If it wasn't happening to me I'd be rolling laughing, probably! The reality was, however, that it *was* happening to me and I couldn't stop gagging on his cock. Oh, but it felt so good to know he was enjoying himself. I honestly couldn't tell if I was getting off more to the blowjob I was giving or to the fact that he was using me to get off.
"Hold him still, will you?" You asked as you stopped fucking my cheeks. I could feel you realign your cock at my asshole. I knew what was coming and I was so excited and ready. Before I could think about much more - OH! There it was... well, there *you* were, slipping inside of me for the second time. I can't believe I had already forgotten what you felt like. Your cock had a unique shape to it, the upper half of the shaft expanded ever so slightly more than the base, and I could feel every inch of it fighting to get inside me. Don't get me wrong, I wanted nothing more than for you to be inside of me, but I wasn't used to it. I had only been fucked once before, by you! Maybe in the past hour or so. I was still a little tender but I couldn't care less. I was getting what I needed and, as weird as it sounds, not even comfort could persuade me to ask you to stop!
[To be continued...]
