Okay, for those of you who read my last storyβI've gotten some positive feedback and decided to write a follow-up to detail how great our sexual relationship has become since I moved in here two years ago.
Dan and I have worked into a very comfortable situation of regular sex. To give examples of our typical sessions:
We often watch sports at night in our living room. Several times per week, Dan will sit back in a chair or on the couch and lower his shorts. That is my signal to come over and kneel between his legsβwhich I readily do. Dan often refers to me as "boy" or "slave" and I must call him "Sir" or "Master" whenever we are having sex.
I begin by kissing and licking his balls while he wipes his semi hard cock across my face. As Dan's cock hardens against my face, he makes me beg to suck it.
He'll call me a whore and let me go down on his cock. And go down on it I do! I literally feast upon his mean like a starving man. It feels SO good to suck him.
Just like our first time, Dan takes it to the next level when he gives me the signal by placing his hands on my head. I know to relax my throat because within a minute, his strong hands will be pushing me down onto his cock until the fat head slides into my open gullet. (He was right...I would be having his cock in my throat a lot!!)
After a while of pushing his cock deep in my mouth, Dan will start pulling his cock out and slapping it wetly all over my face. When he jams it back in my mouth, he's calling me names like cocksucker and asking me how much I like his dick in my mouth, knowing I can't answer me because he's got my mouth full of him.
We get into a rhythm of him fucking my throat for a while. Then...one of several things will happen.
Most often: