I awoke from a deep sleep the next morning. Turning over I realized James was no longer beside me. The last thing I remembered was falling asleep in his arms with his naked body pressed against mine. My mind replayed the absolute insanity of the night before and my cock started to respond. But I kept it at bay long enough to use the bathroom. I noticed a large walk-in shower in the bathroom connected to James' room. It even had two shower heads on either side and a small bench in the middle that you could sit on. All the townhomes here were the same, layout-wise, so this must have been his own addition.
I walked over to the mirror to fix my hair. I gazed at my naked body with dried cum splattered all over it. I desperately wanted to shower but didn't want to use James' without asking first.
Deciding to go in search of him, I walked over to the chair by the window. The jockstrap James had bought me lay on the floor in front of it. I picked it up and slid it over my lower body. As I slid it up my legs over my package, I remembered the gentle touch of James' hand. Once it was on I quickly walked out of the room to prevent another raging erection. The room smelled of sex and lust.
Making my way down the stairs the smell of fresh coffee filled my nose. I walked into the kitchen to see James standing at his sink rinsing dishes. He was wearing tight, white boxer briefs and a sleeveless T-shirt. He must have heard me walk in because he instantly turned around and had a wide smile on his face. I instantly melted seeing this hunk bathed in the morning light just coming in from the window behind him. After appreciating his muscular upper body, my eyes traveled downwards to a bulge that was obscene. The form-fitting underwear left little to the imagination which of course was not needed as I had finally seen it in the flesh last night.
"Oh good, you're up," he said as he set his coffee mug to the side of the sink. "I need to leave soon to run some errands and didn't want to wake you up. You deserved to rest after last night," he said with a wink. He looked sexy hell.
"Although I do need your help with one thing before I go," he continued.
"Anything, sir," I said. My dick twitched slightly when I said the word 'sir.'
"Follow me," he said. As he walked past me into the living room he slipped his shirt up over his head. I caught a whiff of fresh manly body wash as I followed him. He grabbed his phone off the table then stopped in the middle of the room and said, "This will take some timing and aiming on your part but I think you're up for the task."
I was confused but intrigued. His nearly naked body in my line of sight caused my dick to grow completely erect, stretching the jock's pouch.
"You will suck me off until I give you the signal that I'm close. Then, you will quickly release me from your mouth and get me off with your hand. You will aim my cock so that my cum paints your face. I will be documenting this but as always, nothing will be shared without your consent," he said with a soft smile while holding up his phone.
My mouth was watering and my dick was leaking as I simply said, "Yes, sir."
"Good," he said. "Now get on your knees."
I instantly sank to my knees where I was. Still about four or so feet away from James. He smiled at my eagerness. He moved his hand to his ample package and adjusted it slightly. My eyes followed and I licked my lips. I looked up to see his phone was pointed at me. I wasn't sure if he was taking photos or a video but I didn't care.
He slowly slid his underwear down his toned legs. Stepping out of them as he stood up and walked towards me. I was once again able to feast my eyes on his beautiful penis and balls. He stopped inches in front of my face. The body wash scent was mixed with manly musk and I nearly fainted in anticipation. I was desperate to prove I could be obedient. The last time I blew him he had to punish me for being too eager.
"You may not use any part of your body other than your mouth until I give you the signal. Which will be a tap on the shoulder," he said while lightly placing two fingers on my left shoulder. The skin-to-skin contact, even as brief as it was, felt electric. "You may begin," he said.
I leaned forward on my knees and went directly for his uncut head. I licked the underside of it lightly. James moaned softly above me. I then sank a little lower and took one of his full balls into my mouth. I rolled it around carefully in my mouth while bathing it with my tongue. I continued like I was polishing it off until finally letting it fall out of my mouth and moving over to the other. While on the second his impressive tool began to show signs of life. First, it lengthened slightly then began to raise off of his sac. I watched as it slowly lifted itself into the air ceremoniously.
After it reached a nearly 45-degree angle, I released his wet scrotum and slid my tongue up the underside of his large dick. James sighed as I reached the glistening tip. I slowly and lightly wrapped my lips around the wide, flaring head. I used my tongue to lightly trace along the ridge inside his foreskin. At this point, James was becoming more audible. I was proud of my ability to please him.
I increased the strength of the grip my lips had over his thick cock and began to slowly bob up and down. I only took the first few inches but my mouth was being almost painfully pried open. I tasted his sweet yet salty precum on my tongue as I continued my assault on his dick head.
James moved one of his hands to the back of my head and applied gentle pressure. I took the hint and began sliding down his cock with each suck downwards. As I held my arms behind my back, my core and neck flexed to slide my wet mouth along his impressive shaft. I was feeling more confident and tried to push past the back of my throat but I ended up gagging and spitting saliva and precum around the base of his shaft. I pulled back up to the head but never released his cock entirely.
"Easy, boy," he said as he gently rubbed my head seductively. "Take what you can handle right now. You'll get there eventually."
I did as he said and sucked up and down on the part of his cock that I could tolerate without gagging. This went on for quite a while but time seemed to stand still for me. I was so enraptured by this hunk and focused solely on pleasing him. His breathing sped up and he shifted his feet slightly. I knew he was getting close. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed that I wasn't going to be able to taste his load. But having him bust all over my face sounded really hot too.
Eventually, James gave me the signal. I quickly pulled off his cock and began stroking the wet shaft up and down. I alternated between a hard and light grip and he moaned loudly in response to the variation.
I watched as his massive balls pulled up towards his body. "Get ready, Parker," he said. I looked up as I continued stroking him. His face was a mix of ecstasy, lust, and pure hunger. His phone was pointed right at me as he yelled loudly, "Fuckkkkkkkk!!"
I closed my eyes as the first rope of cum splattered my forehead. It was tiny in volume compared with the next several. By the time his orgasm subsided my face was absolutely covered. Luckily, more than a little of it made its way into my mouth. The manly taste lit a fire in me and I craved more. I sat there still for what felt like several minutes before he spoke again.
"You may wipe it away from your eyes but nothing more," he commanded. I did as he told me to and was finally able to open my eyes. James was sitting on the couch on the other side of the table from me. His hairy chest rose and fell with each breath as he recovered from his climax. His softening yet still thick cock lay across his hip.
He looked at me with a sexy smile on his face. "You may now go home, shower, and rest if you need to. You are free until this evening but you are not permitted to get off. Is that understood?" he said.
"Yes, sir," I said. I stood up from my knees, realizing how sore they were. I also couldn't help but noticed my rock-hard cock in the jockstrap. I could feel it actively leaking. As I made my way towards his front door I realized my state of undress and looked outside at the mid-morning sunlight. I hesitated slightly before reaching for the door. I knew that I was not to ask for clothes. James would have instructed me to wear something if that is what he wished. I took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped outside.
The warmth felt good on my bare skin. The light breeze felt cool on my face as I remembered that I had a massive load covering it. I quickly crossed the space between mine and James' units and slipped inside hoping no one was witness to my 'walk of shame.'
After walking into my room I could see James' truck backing out of his driveway. I sat down on my bed to process the last 24 hours and felt a crusty, hard spot. I looked down and saw the enormous load James had shot onto my bed the night before. I couldn't believe that a man was capable of producing that much semen. I had no idea how voluminous the load he shot into my ass was but this morning's load was quite impressive as well.
Just then my phone pinged. I looked at it and read a text from James that said, "Mind if I send a few of those photos/videos to Cameron? He's been begging me for more ever since you two shared a shower."
My dick, which I had painstakingly willed down, immediately sprang back to life. My mind went to Cameron's tall, jacked body showering across from me. Water cascaded down his tight body and long cock before falling to the floor between his large feet. Obviously, I had no objections to James sharing any photos or videos of me with Cameron. In fact, I had no objections to him sharing my body with Cameron. I just didn't know when or how to say it.
"Not at all, sir," I replied.
I didn't get a response and figured that I wouldn't until the evening. I ran for several miles that day in an attempt to keep my lustful body under control. After that, I was at least able to be productive for a few hours until I found myself laying on my bed. My curtains were open and the bedside lamp was on as the sun started to set. I was shirtless, dressed in boxer briefs and athletic shorts. I was absentmindedly scrolling through social media and the news on my laptop when my phone began to ring. It was James.
My heart sped up as I picked up the phone and said hello. "Good evening, Parker," James said in a huskier voice than usual. "How was your day today?"
"It was long, sir," I said. "I'm so happy to hear your voice."
