It's What You Deserve - Sex Stories

It's What You Deserve

... fucking good. And his pre-cum is just elevating the flavor.

I should’ve done this the first time. I could’ve had this wonderful cock to myself for months. Fuck what that fucking skank had to say about it. I could’ve savored his alluring tangy taste, basked in his glorious musk, and melted in the hymn-like sounds of his pleasured moans as he pets me for being his good boy. But I have the opportunity now. And I’m gonna enjoy every nanosecond of this.

I wrap my hands around the remaining half of his cock, jerking it as I continue sucking it. He moans louder, tightening his grip on my hair.

“Fuck, your mouth feels so fucking good,” he moans, “I can’t believe we’re waiting until now to do this. Yeah, that’s it. Use your tongue. Yeah, good boy.”

Those two words...Those two goddamn words...Oh, God, I need him to say them again. But not like this. No. I want to show him exactly how much of a good boy I am. I gradually stop my stroking and bobbing before pulling his cock out of my mouth, already longing for its taste the millisecond it leaves my taste buds. But with what I have planned, the taste just might pale in comparison. I reach into my pocket, reaching for the true star of tonight’s show before I hear him say in a coy tone,

“Whatcha got there?”

I giggle in response before saying,

“Oh, just something that’ll really cement me as being a good boy for you.”

And with that, I present to him, the handy dandy bottle of anal lube I definitely purchased from the ...

... store I currently work at with actual real money that was used as the totally real transaction that took place. After one glance at the bottle of heaven in my hands, his smirk grows as I open it.

“And how long have you been planning on this, you naughty boy?” he questions,

“Ever since I saw the sexiest man ever sculpted head into my place of work and bless my eyes with his presence again,” I reply, pouring a generous amount of lube on his dick and coating it by slowly stroking it, “You know me. I’m not much of a planner. I’m more of a here and now kinda guy. So with our little...reunion, I figured you’d be open to a bit of fun.”

“Woah, you’re quite the risk taker, huh? What if I refused.”

“Well, I’d never let this go to waste. And I have my ways when it comes to persuasion. So if you didn’t come to your senses, you’d have quite the video being sent to you to show you what you’d be missing out on.”

He’s completely speechless. Is he really that turned on from the thought of what a naughty boy I’d be willing to be for him? He then answers my internal question as I feel his dick twitching in my hand as I stroke it.

“Oh, what’s wrong, Mr. Klef?” I taunt in a patronizing tone, bringing my hand to his tip and rubbing it, “Cat got your tongue? You thinking about that naughty, naughty video that would’ve been in your possession if this went any other way? It would’ve been something, huh? Watching this little cat boy bouncing up...and down...and up...and down on his ...