1. Inadequate Ch. 01


    Date: 8/16/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: byyfnsp, Source: Literotica

    ... releasing the portion I had succeeded in mouthing. "Please, can we go someplace else?" I whined. "I can't, here. I need more... Please?"
    
    Rex reached down and slapped my face. My eyes teared up, more from shock than pain. "God, you're pathetic!" he said, putting his cock away. "Okay, I'll give you another chance." He moved aside. "Follow me," he commanded. He stood and walked toward the back of the restaurant.
    
    I scrambled stiffly out from under the table and, quickly dusting off my knees, I hurried to follow him into the men's bathroom. There was one urinal and one toilet stall. Rex was standing next to the stall, holding the door open. I stepped inside and he followed, latching the door behind him.
    
    He stood silent, staring into my eyes, expressionless. We were very close; with my back to the toilet, I couldn't move away. I could feel his body heat in the air-conditioned space. He seemed to be waiting for me to take the initiative. Trembling slightly and blushing furiously, I dropped to my knees and reached for his fly with my heart in my throat. I fumbled with his pants for a couple of seconds - it felt like hours. But i got his pants open and reached in for his hot, stiffening cock. It felt amazing in my hand, soft but substantial, smooth and pulsing; it was alive and dynamic. It was beautiful! I bowed my head and kissed its rosy head, my soul astir with reverence and lust.
    
    Then Rex took over. Grabbing my head with both hands, he shoved his mighty cock, all ...
    ... ten inches, into my mouth and down my throat in one fierce thrust. My throat opened to accept him and I moaned like a cheap whore.
    
    He pounded my throat while I gasped and cried, my tears flowing, my spit and snot dripping from my chin. It was brutal and I loved it. The fullness in my throat and the friction in my mouth made my cock twitch and leak. I wanted to be one with his cock, to be absorbed by his fucking and to become nothing, nothing but his fuckhole, a pussy, a receptacle for his searing seed.
    
    I had almost passed out from the sheer pleasure of my sissy surrender when he suddenly froze and pressed my face deep into his groin, I felt the tremors and then the eruption of his immense orgasm, pulsing down my throat and filling my stomach with a torrent of cum.
    
    When the pumping sperm injection stopped pulsing and his cock began to relax, I backed my head just enough to pull his cockhead out of my throat. I squeezed it with my tongue, milking it of his last cum, savoring it for the first time in reality after pretending for so long that my dribs were his.
    
    I looked up into his eyes with profound joy and thankfulness. I released his exquisitely softening mouthful of meat and said, "Thank you for coming," grinning like a fool, I'm sure.
    
    Grasping his long, loose cock at the root, he began swinging it and slapping me on either cheek with it, making lewd, wet smacking sounds. "You fucking well aught to thank me, faggot!" He grinned menacingly. "What makes you think ...