It had been a nearly two weeks since we met at his office. The thoughts of that rendezvous still swirling in my head, and so many questions unanswered. Did I really enjoy being used, being violated by that thick cock, did I enjoy feeling his cum fill my stomach, did i do a good job, is he going to want to see me again? I spent those 14 days staring at my phone, checking for messages and almost praying that he would call me. I felt like I had been waiting for what felt like ages, debating if I should call him.
Then Saturday morning my phone rang, I was so excited and anxious I dropped my phone trying to answer it. I answered saying hello sir, and there was nothing just silence. I was worried he changed his mind until he answered me a few moments later with "good boy". He asked me how I have been these past two weeks, and if I had been thinking about him? I told him I had been thinking of him every moment of the day, how he tastes and how well he filled my mouth and throat. He told he he was happy to hear that, and he really enjoyed our time together, but if I wanted to take things further i would have to make that choice myself. I assured him I wanted nothing more and I couldn't wait to feel his big fat cock again. With a chuckle he responded my place, tomorrow morning 8 am and just hung up.
I felt a little sad, he didn't even say goodbye or anything. But nevertheless I decided to tell my family I was going to go for a motorcycle ride in the morning so I'd be gone most of the day. With that everything was set, and then a panic set in. The last thing he said to me when I left last time was that he was going to fuck my virgin ass next time. A new fear began to rise inside me and my cock responded accordingly. If he's going to fuck me with that monster it's going to kill me. My jaw hurt for three days after it fucked my face, how was my ass going to take that inside my virgin hole?
I spent the rest of the day and night a nervous wreck, my boxers were stained with pre cum from my cocks uncontrollable hard ons, I couldn't eat anything. That turned out to be a good thing as I would find out in the morning. I layed in bed tossing and turning staring at the clock just waiting for the time to pass. Finally it was after six and I couldn't take it anymore, I got out of bed and jumped in the shower. I didn't know what to do to prepare for this kind of thing, so I just washed all my bits and areas really well. After finishing up I dried myself off and got my gear on, and headed out the door.
As I let my bike warm up i pull out my phone to check the time, 7:30 and a new message.
It read " if you haven't had any second thoughts then follow my instructions exactly.
First... Pull into the garage on the left side, the door will be open. Shut off your vehicle and wait for the door to close.
Second... exit your vehicle once the door has closed completely, undress and leave you clothes in you vehicle.
Third... come into the house and straight to the left, down the hallway and last door on the right. You will find me in my office, I have a work call I'll be on so don't speak. I'll direct you from there... I hope to see you soon.
Unless you've changed you mind, then delete this and block my number. The choice is yours..."
This was my chance to back out, I could walk away right here and put it behind me. But could I really forget about it, it was such an experience and left me feeling almost accomplished. But if I went, what would happen to me? Would I be able to take the near 10 inches that violated my throat in my virgin ass? Would he be gentle and understanding, or just use me for his pleasure? So many questions ran through my mind, my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump straight from my chest.
I responded... "no sir I haven't changed my my mind. I understand you're instructions clearly and will be there shortly. Is it okay if I ride my motorcycle, it was the only way I could get away for the day?" He responded saying that was fine and I can arrive early but wait until 8, no earlier or later to enter. I could only respond yes sir, and set off.
The ride there felt like it was just a blink of an eye. I'm not sure if I was speeding or so enthralled in everything that was about to happen that I don't remember anything else. I pulled into his driveway and killed my bike coasting in the open garage door. I came to a stop and the door started closing, and patiently waited to get off and undressed. I folded my clothes and set everything on my bikes seat and went to the door to his home. I hadn't been inside but it was a fairly large place, I watched my phones screen anxiously waiting for the seconds to pass, 57, 58, 59, and finally 8 am....
I opened the door and stepped inside to find my in his kitchen, i turned left and went to the last door as ordered. Entering the room i found myself in a very nice office, lots of books and nice artworks on all the walls. It was warm and inviting, soft carpet and spotless everywhere I could see. I closed the door behind me and looked at him behind his desk, sitting in a black robe talking to someone on phone. I started to step towards him when he threw his hand up and waved me back, I hung my head and went back to the door thinking I was in trouble.
After an eternity he was finally done with his call, he looked at me standing there naked at his office door and motioned me to come over. I stood next to him, and all he had to do was look at the floor and look at me and I knew what he wanted. I lowered myself to my knees as he opened his robe revealing his muscular chest and stomach. His cock was already hard and a drop of pre cum was glistening from his slit begging to be licked. I leaned in and licked his head and ran my tongue up and down his shaft, working my way to his full sack. Slowly taking one ball in my mouth at a time and sucking it working my tongue around it, i could feel him twitching as they jumped around in my mouth. I ran my way back to his plump head and took him into my mouth until I gagged as he hit the entrance to my throat. As I started to pull back he grabbed my head and shoved it down my throat to the base. I gagged and gasped around his thick shaft as he held me down, growling in a deep primal roar.
As he let my head go I fell back with the force of trying to free myself from his clutches. Coughing I hit the floor, heaving trying to get air back in my lungs. He stood up and helped me to my feet, walking me to the couch on one of the walls. As I sat he scolded me asking what I thought I was doing, I stood back up and immediately was met with his strong hand against my bare ass. In shock from the sudden pain I yelped and stumbled a bit, trying to remain upright. I instantly apologized to him and promised I would be a good boy for him. With a sadistic grin he told me to lay with my head over the side and I knew what was to come. As I got into the position he stood over me stroking his mighty cock, his balls swinging around waiting to be attended to again.