Trespassing Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Trespassing Ch. 05

The next couple of weeks were complicated. Randy got a job and started classes at the community college. Fortunately, the store he worked at was close to the one Clark worked at, which meant he would sometimes find himself returning from lunch with a belly full of cum after blowing Clark in his car. He started carrying gum on him just in case.

Still, their schedules didn't really overlap and it had been a while since they fucked. It made Randy feel antsy and he was coming on a bit strong. Make no mistake, he was still submissive and obedient, but he had no problem begging Clark for sex via text. When Clark did answer, he would make fun of Randy, calling him a slut and convince Randy to make embarrassing videos of himself. One recent one had Randy fucking himself with a dildo while repeating Clark's name, his face looking right at the camera. This, of course, just made Randy hornier and needier. They finally fucked at the end of two weeks, but it was bittersweet.

Cum oozed out of Randy's ass as he remained bent over Clark's car while Clark zipped up. The sexual satisfaction gave way to a feeling of sadness as Clark was leaving for two weeks on a trip with his family. Randy had grown used to a certain level of physical intimacy with Clark and he didn't know what he would do.

"You are one pathetic slut, man" Clark said with a laugh. "Can't believe how much you hounded me for this goodbye fuck."

Randy moaned in agony as the words stung.

"Get on Grindr. Get some ...

... dick to keep you filled until I come back. Grow a pair, already."

Randy was still scared of going that route. Still scared of getting exposed. He said as much.

"Gotta grow up sometime, man, shit" he said as he slapped Randy's ass.

He was slightly annoyed at Randy's neediness, but also impressed with how fucking sprung this dude was with his cock. He hadn't had time to get him passed around like Alan or Jeremy. Maybe that was the problem. Those bitches would drop everything to service him, but they weren't constantly nagging him.

A plan was forming in his head as he drove Randy home. It was a test for Randy, and he knew Randy would rise to the occasion. He pulled over a few blocks from Randy's house, whipped his dick out, and roughly shoved Randy's face down there. Randy knew it was coming. He had undid his seat belt as soon as the car stopped.

Clark waited until Randy stopped gagging and sputtering before beginning to talk.

"Listen. There's a guy at your job, his name is Eddie. He's a good dude, works in the warehouse. I don't know if you've met him already and I don't care. This week, you're going to strike up a conversation with him. Tell him you know me."

He started forcing Randy's head up and down his shaft, really relishing the abuse this bitch would take and still love it.

"Tell him you're like Alan. Whatever he tells you to do after that, you do. If I find out you didn't talk to him..."

He pulled Randy's head off his cock to drive the point ...