Author: weluv2fuk

It’s Saturday morning and I have practice that I’m avoiding. “You made a commitment,” he says sternly. “You have to go.”

I protest, promising I’ll stay and suck his cock for as long as he wants, just don’t make me go. “You’re going. Now, do you want me to fuck you before you go or not?”

He smacks my ass. Hard. Then again, this time harder. I can feel my ass getting hot with pain.

He pulls out cock and brings himself over to me, grabs me by the hair and shoves himself into my mouth. His cock gets harder as he slams into the back of my throat. When I pull back for air he slaps me across the face and shoves his cock back into my mouth.

As he fucks my mouth, he reaches his hand between my legs. I’m dripping from being used. He takes his cock out of my mouth and replaces it with his fingers. “Taste yourself,” he orders. I do. I taste like a lemon drop. Read more »

Before we start the show he holds a freshly packed bowl to my lips. He knows that after 3 hits all I can think about is servicing him, so he makes sure to hold the bowl as I inhale deeply. He waits almost a little too long before he releases to clear the bowl. I think he thinks it might be too much for me, but the higher I get, the longer I want to nurse his cock.

I rest my head on his chest as the opening credits begin to roll. I like to watch the first few minutes, just to get a feel for what this episode will be like, not that I’m planning on paying attention too much.

I start to rub his cock through his sweats, very lightly at first, just so he knows that I’m getting ready to service him. After a minute or so he takes them off, readying himself to start using my mouth. Read more »