Abdel and Tony Ch. 12 - Sex Stories

Abdel and Tony Ch. 12

... bell end but nothing happened. I felt bad but he told me it did not matter. He told me to lie on the bed and asked me if I was ok with him entering me.

I gave my consent. He began fingering me, working open my tight hole until he felt I was ready. He lubed me up more and rubbed some on his cock. He pressed his tip against my hole, slowly pushing it open and penetrating me. It hurt and I shouted. He did not correct or slap me, but encouraged me to take it easy and just breathe. He started moving in and out, kissing my neck, rubbing my body. It felt nice but it did not turn me on that much.

John seemed to enjoy himself a lot. I heard him moan and he murmured into my ear telling me I was beautiful. John took his time, asking me if I was ok and he was really sweet about it. I could tell he was close as he started pounding me faster with his rock-hard dick. Suddenly, I felt his dick twitch and a warm fluid spurt inside me. He spurted six or seven times and then fell on top of me, turning me around and kissing me.

I offered to clean his cock but he told me I didn't have to. He used some wet wipes from the nightstand to take care of himself. Then he invited me to shower with him and I agreed. We washed each other, which was really nice, I loved that. I liked the intimacy, the kissing, and the washing. The "lovemaking" really didn't do anything for me. I think he understood that, since he tried to make me cum but I couldn't.

He thanked me. We went to the bar and he gave ...

... me a drink. People came by to chat and asked how it went but he just smiled and told them they had to find out for themselves. Master had just one more client and I was allowed to watch him with another master, taking turns whipping a slave with a long whip.

The swish sound and the slapping sound were hard to listen to. This was so much cueler than what master ever did to me. My cock grew hard at the sound of the whip, hearing Master talking with the other master, degrading the slave with words, spitting at him, and kicking him. Master looked so good, so powerful and I was jealous of the man hanging there getting all his attention.

When they both climbed onto a chair to piss on the slave's head, I smiled. Master always drank a lot on Saturday so he would be able to do a golden shower. Sometimes he'd eat asparagus on purpose so his urine would smell terrible. The masters released the slave and started kicking him whilst he wanked himself. Master winked at me to join them and he ordered me to watch. The slave looked at me with so much lust in his eyes, asking for permission to speak.

He offered Master £100 if I kicked his balls. I prayed master would turn him down but he did not. He tied him to an Andreas cross and told me to kick him in the nuts. I was hesitating too long, causing Master to slap me and told me he would punish me if I did not comply. I cried as I kicked him, hitting him full in his nuts. He yelled but looked me straight in the eyes saying, "thank you, ...