Him- Do you trust me?
Me- Yes
Him- Be there at 6. Go to the door on the left and up the stairs. Wait for me there.
Within minutes of arriving, I’m on my knees, cock in my mouth. “Look at me”, he says. I lock eyes with him as he pushes deeper into my throat, choking me, limiting my air. We hit a rhythm. He fucks my throat and I close my eyes. He pushes deep and demands eye contact. I hear footsteps on the stairs and I try to turn toward the sound, but it earns me a slap on the cheek. “Did I tell you to stop? Look at me”. The footsteps are closer but I don’t dare check again.
He pushes me back and I whimper. I need his cock in my mouth. I crave it. “Now him”. I knew someone was there when I arrived. I said hello on my way in. I heard him on the stairs, I knew he was watching. The friend. The one he has been talking about sharing me with. I quickly and eagerly put the friend’s soft cock in my mouth and in moments I am licking and sucking a second hard cock.