Please! I'll Suck Your Cock! Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Please! I'll Suck Your Cock! Ch. 02

... bitch!"

His cock twitched again and again. After about six large spurts, the blasts of semen tapered off and I could feel the last drops oozing out of the tip.

I kept his now softening dick in my mouth to catch the entire load.

Once I got all of his man cream drained out of his balls, Mr. Carver smiled down at me and let his cock slip from my lips. I looked up into his eyes and swallowed his big load of semen.

"Thank you Mr. Carver for feeding me another load," I said, this time with more enthusiasm.

"You are learning fast boy. We've almost got you broken in. Just keep that cell phone by your side for my next text or call. As you probably already guessed, I need to have my cock sucked every day and as long as you're unable to pay your rent I'll be using your mouth quite frequently."

I was still on my knees looking up at him. "Yes Sir. I will be on call for you. I should be able to pay you soon though, I promise."

"Well until you do give me the money, you're going to be a busy cocksucker. Anyway, you can go back home now. I've got to get some sleep. I have a big day tomorrow." He gave me a wink.

Mr. Carver got up from his easy chair and walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

He filled the glass, looked over at me and said, "Good night cocksucker."

I got up off the floor and put my clothes back on. I closed the door behind me and walked back to my apartment with that now familiar 'belly full of cum' feeling. I knew I was being used, but ...

... I reasoned that at least I could stay in my apartment.

I said to myself:Maybe I can get used to this. Mr. Carver wasn't abusing me in any way. Sure, he was using me as his whore, but he never slapped me or caused any pain.This isn't so bad, I told myself.I can be a cocksucker for a few days, make him happy, then I'll find another job and everything will fall into place again.

I got back to my place, brushed my teeth, stripped and fell into bed, exhausted by the day's cocksucking but thankful I was not out on the street. That night I had vivid dreams of large black cocks pointing towards me, entering my holes from every side, filling me, choking me, my orifices stuffed with hard cock. Then I was covered in jizz. Semen was dripping down my chin, my forehead, my chest. It was frightening but glorious.

I guess my new role as a cocksucker had now entered my subconscious.

Semen: The Breakfast of Champions

The sun was creeping through the outsides of the venetian blinds in the large window in my bedroom when I heard a familiar buzzing in my phone. Half-asleep, I reached over to my nightstand to pick up the cell phone. I glanced at the digital clock by my bed and saw it was 6:45 am.Shit, who's calling me at this hour?

It was Mr. Carver.

"Good morning cocksucker. Do you have the rent for me?" There was a pause. "I'm guessing probably not. Come on up to my place. I have some 'breakfast' for you."

"Um...yes Mr. Carver. Right now? I haven't gotten up yet."

I ...