Marty's Lessons

Episode 2

John caressed my already aching cock through the fabric of my boxers. It was the first time that a man had touched me like that and it was the most condensed feeling of lust that I had felt so far in my life. I wasn't yet aware that this feeling would be surpassed several times tonight.

"Marty, your member feels incredible. Will you let me see it for myself?" John asked.

I was in a state where he could have asked me absolutely anything and I would have nodded in agreement. And I did just that. He smiled when he did it. He grabbed the band of my boxers from both sides, pulled the front loose from my body and started to reveal my cock inch by inch until the full six inches popped out from behind the elastic.

"It's beautiful Marty, I see you also like to keep yourself smooth and clean. That's good." John was admiring it for a good while and I almost started to feel embarrassed standing there in front of him completely exposed. He asked me to stroke myself and give "Daddy" a show. I guess he was my daddy now and there was nothing I could do to escape that fact. It made me feel like he was in total control and I would do whatever he deemed appropriate. I jerked my dick gently and without hurry. I felt lucky that I had shaved myself clean just that morning being clueless that something like this might be happening. He told me I should be proud of myself and that he was so lucky that he had met such a willing boy. Then he asked me to go take a shower and clean myself up really well. In the shower I followed his instructions to the letter. My dick was constantly dripping pre-cum and I wondered how much of that can one person produce. It was almost a little embarrassing to be wet like a girl all the time.

I got back from the shower and dried myself off. I found John sitting naked in the chair in front of the bed. I got a good look at his body that was a little loose from his age but not disturbingly so. I found it really hot being exposed to this experienced, confident male. His balls were hanging significantly lower than mine and his cock was hard and by total surprise, also very large. I estimated eight to nine inches. It was much larger than mine and looked at least as hard.

I swallowed when he put his hand on his cock. He smiled to me and said: "Why don't you give me a show on the bed. Climb on all fours and face away from me and start touching yourself. You can find lube on the nightstand. I take great pleasure in watching a young man enjoy his own body."

I did as I was told, arching my back and resting my face on a pillow. I stuck my ass out and started to touch my dick, squeeze my balls and massage my virgin hole. I could hear John breathe a little deeper when I reached it and I guessed that he enjoyed this view the most. I got plenty of lube and continued to massage the now slippery orifice of pleasure. After a minute or two I started to moan a little with the sensations and thought that my now lover would expect it as a part of the show.

John asked me if I would be ready for us to give physical pleasure to one another. He reminded me that I could stop at any time and he would understand completely.

"You got me so horny and wanting that I couldn't stop now even if you asked me to" I told him while getting up from my compromised position. I got off the bed and approached the chair that he was still sitting on and stroking his big cock. I was mesmerized by it and got on my knees in front of him without being told to. I had gotten blowjobs before, how hard could it be I thought to myself and approached the waiting thick, veiny shaft. I looked John in the eyes and kissed the head gently. It was already slick with his juices. It tasted salty but I liked it. He let out a soft moan. Then I slowly engulfed the head of it in my mouth. John let out a more deep breath, and clearly relaxed from some tension that he had been holding on his body until this moment.

"Oh Marty, I hope we will do this a thousand times more. You are such a talented young man. You make this old man feel like half his age again. Please don't stop. Go all the way down and then back again. It's ok to gag, it's completely natural. You will get used to it later I promise you." John encouraged.

I did my best to give John the good treatment he wanted. Of course to my inexperienced throat it was quite a hard swallow since I couldn't get much more than half his length into my mouth before I was forced to get up for air. It seemed that he was still enjoying every bit. Suddenly he stiffened and pulled himself out of my mouth and started stroking his cock in front of my face. I guessed what was coming next, opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and closed my eyes. That's how I always wanted to come on a chick's face so I wanted to give him the same satisfaction.

"Oh yes Marty, I'm about to come. You're such a good boy, I cant hold it anymore, I'm cumming on your pretty face." John gasped as he started to let loose his strands of thick off-white cum. I got some on my tongue and in my mouth, most of it landed on my cheeks and neck. I squeezed the excess out of my mouth through the sides of my lips because I couldn't bring myself to swallow the load. I felt like he had made me now his own. His lover. His boy toy. Whatever he had made me, I was his and I loved the sensation. He could do to me whatever he wanted and I would oblige this man.

"Marty get on the bed, lay on your back and lift your legs." John told me. "Good, now start stroking your cock for me. I want to see." He continued to instruct me.

I did as I was told, because it's what good boys do. I exposed my asshole as well as I could while stroking at the edge of the bed. I must have looked like quite a slut while still being covered with cum slowly flowing along my face and neck and jerking my dick while an old man with his cock still dripping cum is looking on. While I was doing it John touched my butthole with his finger and started to massage it. He applied some more lube on it and started slowly pushing his finger inside from time to time while still massaging it rhythmically. This continued for some minutes and amazingly I didn't feel any discomfort while John had discreetly inserted the tip of his finger through the first layer of muscles in my anus.

He continued to apply lube and massage the second entrance with the same experience and skill that he applied for the first. In no time at all he had half of his finger inside me and I was moaning in pleasure. I couldn't help it anymore and from the combined arousal of what had just happened some minutes earlier, John's magical finger and my stroking I came on my belly with the built pressure of recent moments and for the second time that night my face, neck and belly received a coating of creamy, clumpy white. John carefully removed his finger from inside me and commended how it seemed like our combined cum looked like it came from five men, not just two. I laughed at that and asked if we should clean up from our ordeal. John agreed that a shower was a good idea.

In the shower John's large penis didn't show any signs of being tired. I nestled in his embrace for a while time and fondled his cock gently before again falling on my knees and starting to give it another blowjob. This time he lasted quite a bit longer but I loved every minute of sucking off my new sex ed teacher. Eventually his body stiffened again, I opened my mouth to be in the same position as before under the shower so water as well as cum was flowing into it. John came a little less than before but I could still feel a good amount entering my mouth despite the flowing water. This time I swallowed it together with the water since the sensation was less powerful. This seemed to please the man, who smiled and said that he was amazed at my learning speed. He always wanted a guy like me to take care of his needs and in reciprocation he would teach me how to give the most intense pleasure to men. He told me that I could be amazed at how often that skill could come in handy and promised to talk more of that later.

After our shower together we were feeling tired with the effects of sex and alcohol and said our goodbyes after changing numbers. I left his flat with a smile, and fully intended to return to continue my studies into being a slut for my new master. What surprised me that I didn't feel even a little bit regretful. Instead I was... Proud of myself?

End of part 2.