I just laid on the floor not moving. Looking up at this man that had just abused my throat and mouth. I was still stunned from what had just happened. He was taking off his shirt and kicking off his shoes, and it just dawned on me what great shape he was in for a man his age.
As an Army retiree he had remained in top shape.
Gary and I had seen his Dad workout in the garage on his weight set and punching bag many times before. It was a ritual for him. His daily workout was routine, but he always wore heavy sweat pants and a t-shirt, so I had never seen his naked body before.
I knew he had well muscled arms but I had no idea his body looked as fit as it did. His stomach was chiseled and lean, no fat or flab at all. His legs were hard and developed with well muscled thighs. His waist started out small but developed into a wide set of shoulders and a massive masculine hairy chest. He had the body of a young man. He looked like a pro athlete.
"Move it boy, move it. Shuck those clothes now! I got a hard cock that needs some attention," he growled at me while I still laid on the floor.
My cock was still hard while I looked at his perfect body. Was I ever going to get anything out of this or was it just about pleasing him?
As he undressed his big cock just bobbed and swayed depending on his movements, but the entire time it just jutted straight out from his groin. I couldn't believe this perfect thick 12 inch circumcised whopper had just been in my throat. It didn't seem possible that he had just fucked my gullet with it.
As hard and as straight as a steel pipe, he would occasionally stroke his cock and squeeze it with his right hand. Sometimes, he would tug on his nuts with his other hand between strokes. I wasn't sure what he expected now and still laid frozen on the floor.
Looking frustrated and impatient he walked over to me and picked me up off the floor by placing his hands under my armpits. I was like a little rag doll in his grip. I had never stood this close to him before and now realized how big and strong he was. As he released me and I stood to my feet, he backed off a step and just stared at me.
"Come on son. Hurry up and drop those drawers. It's time to give up the pussy! Hurry up you little faggot. I'm ready to turn that pussy out and make you my little bitch," he scolded me.
I unbuttoned my shirt feeling embarrassed about my slight physique. Peeling off my pants and underwear I really felt inadequate physically next to this powerful man but he didn't seem to mind. In fact, he looked pleased as he lustfully stared at my small stature. I wished I at least had some hair on my chest to match his thick furry chest, but I was as smooth as a girl.
When I was completely undressed I just stood there and awaited his next command, knowing full well he was in charge and I would do whatever he needed to be pleased.
"Get on the bed my little faggot cock sucker. Bun's up kneeling and face down. Push that trophy I deserve up in the air and stretch your arms out over your head. I'm ready to pop that pretty pink pussy hole good for you," he told me.
I crawled up onto the bed and assumed the position, bun's up kneeling with my ass high in the air, as he had directed me. I felt so exposed and embarrassed in this position waiting for him while he went to his night stand and pulled out a jar of petroleum jelly.
As he crawled up onto the bed behind me I felt him jostle his body into position. He grabbed my hips roughly and readied himself, pulling my body back and forth while making his final adjustments. He took both of his hands and pushed my knees farther apart exposing my ass even more. I just let him mold me into any position that he wanted so he could do what he needed.
I heard the jar of lubricant open and sensed him smoothing the petroleum jelly onto his cock. His thumb touched my sphincter hole and started to grease my opening. I had no idea how good that could feel. It seemed like millions of nerve endings were alive and awake while I just tingled at his touch.
He was very gentle, just smearing jelly on my hole and tickling my butt. Occasionally he would insert a little of his thumb gently into my ass pushing the lubricant deeper, and this made me groan hard. The teasing was getting to me and I started to meet his thumb thrusts and moan a little.
"You like that huh? That's just what your little pussy needs huh? You can't hide your lust bitch, I feel your pussy moving on that thumb. I hear you moaning on it. Soon those moans will turn to grunts and I will own that pussy. Just let it go sissy, give it up. Daddy knows what he is doing. Don't worry, you are gonna love this," he laughed.
He ground his thumb in deeper, past the first knuckle, twisting it around real gently. He would slide and twist it back and forth til it was all the way in and then pull it out and start all over again. I just wished it was longer and thicker. I was so relaxed and so horny. I just knelt there and openly moaned like a slave as he manipulated by ass.
I hated it when he removed his thumb and left me empty. On one occasion while his thumb was out I pushed my hips back looking for that thumb. I guess my movements were too obvious to him.
"Oh yea, that's my sissy boy. Work that pussy back. That little cunt is getting hungry huh? You like that huh? Just relax son, be patient. The trick to fucking a virgin pussy is to be slow and make them want it. I know what I'm doing. All in good time bitch, all in good time. I'm gonna train this pussy real good for you. You'll dump that little whore of a girlfriend and come running to me when I call," he laughed again.
He took his index finger and his middle finger, and slowly inserted them into my tight ass. I felt a little bit of pressure at first but that went away in seconds. I got used to those fingers very quickly. While he fingered my ass slowly and gently, being careful not to make me lose my lust and desire, I secretly begged for three fingers or even more.
After a couple of minutes, sensing I was comfortable, I felt him insert yet a third finger and I was so ready for it. My ass gobbled it up and thrust back signaling I wanted more. He read my will and movements perfectly, removing the three digits and prying my ass open now with four fingers. I just grunted and moaned while he slid all four fingers in and out my ass. So relaxed from any pain but so hungry to be full.
He would move those fingers around tickling the insides of my guts. Twisting, probing and grinding those fingers in my ass got me so hot. I could feel those knuckles opening my ass up and stretching me out. All the way down those four fingers would go, touching me so deep and making me so full.
I started to perspire and grunt, feeling an enormous amount of pressure like I was going to pee or something. Not really to urinate, maybe, but some other strange feeling. I was starting to lose control of my body.
Withdrawing all his fingers, he said, "Shit bitch, that is one ravenous pussy you got. You are a fist fucking whore if I ever saw one. Not yet though, maybe later if you're good. I want that pussy relaxed for my cock, but I want a tight fit too. If you do a good job with this cock, maybe I'll fist fuck you later."
He moved his body in closer and I felt contact again. That beer bottle thick cock was now touching the tip of my ass.
All I could think of was, "Please hurry up. Put it in!"
He just teased my ass hole opening with his cock. That steel muscle poked in just an inch or so and he pulled it right back out again. Leaving me empty and wanting, I just waited, going crazy with anticipation. Again and again he would just poke the tip in, pulling it out all the way and then just waiting. I groaned every time he popped it in my ass again, hoping my reaction would get him to give me more.
I knew he was training my ass to need his cock. Training my ass to miss it when it's gone. I knew exactly what he was doing and it was working. This man was a master, my master, and he knew just how to exploit my ass for a lifetime.
"You miss that dick when I pull it out bitch? You miss it when it's not in you? You be a good slut and give me all that pussy," he teased.
All I could do was groan out a meek submissive, "Yes sir, please give it to me."
"Don't tease me boy! Don't say it if you don't mean it. I got a solid foot of hot hard dick that needs to be buried in a hot hole. This cock needs some attention. Let me bury every single inch in your pussy now. All the way son, every inch of it," he groaned.
I could only answer by begging, "I'll try sir."
He swatted my ass hard with his hand now, still restraining from entering my ass again with his cock.
"That's not good enough son. Tell me you want it all. Tell me you want me to pound that pussy all the way to my root! Say the words son," he demanded.
