Mouth of Coercion - Sex Stories

Mouth of Coercion

... bedroom. “We're going to find out if you're as good as that video.” While Oscar stripped bare, Brynn found himself in a small bedroom with a high dresser to the left of the bed and a lamp on top, and a framed 5-by-8 picture. On the right side of the bed was a small table, also with a lamp. He lay on his back while Oscar stroked his cock and then straddled Brynn's face in a reverse (68) position, with his saggy balls nearly grazing Brynn's nose and he pushed his thick penis into Brynn's mouth and then pushed it repeatedly to Brynn's throat and commanded Brynn to take it and his throat opened and the older man's cock penetrated him balls-deep. Then, he just laid on top and moaned how good it felt and how much he loved deep-throat cocksuckers and how being on top for the first time was the best of two worlds—like being on top of a girl yet knowing he would be ejaculating in a queer's mouth (throat). “Doesn't get any hotter than that!” he added as he began to slowly fuck. His cock was a little over seven inches. It felt different than others to Brynn probably because it was the first grown man's erection that had ever been inside of him. Oscar's shaft was darker in color than most and his hairy balls that slowly bounced on Brynn's nose were big and nasty-looking. There was no question in Brynn's mind that it was a fully grown man who was on top of him. Oscar got into more of a fucking motion but not like the younger guys. It was more like a man making love and it was foreign to ...

... Brynn but not altogether unpleasant. Eventually, Oscar went faster and harder, until . . . Brynn heard what sounded like a cell phone. “Shit!” Oscar exclaimed as he stopped fucking and his body moved and Brynn realized the older man had picked his cell phone up from the bedside table. “It's my wife, dammit. Gotta take this. You be quiet. Hey sweetie, what's up?” the man said while his cock began to move again in ultra slow strokes, deep in Brynn's throat. Brynn was immediately seized with the question: What kind of man was this? He's talking to his wife on the phone while he's on top of a faggot and slowly fucking the queer's mouth? Who would do that? Was he kidding? “Yeah, just had to work a little late. I'll be home in about an hour. Just have something here I have to get done,” he said while pushing his erection deeper into Brynn as if to tell the cocksucker that he was that “something”. “Yeah. Uhuh. I know sweetie but that problem won't go away soon so we can talk about it later, can't we? (pause) “Okay, well . . . all right“. The big man slowly pulled his hips up and his erection slid from the queer's throat and then popped out of his mouth. Oscar stood and looked down at Brynn and waved a slow finger at him in a warning too vague for the Brynn to decipher. Oscar was totally naked as he left the bedroom and closed the bedroom door halfway as if to get a measure of privacy. Brynn sat up and soothed his lips. He peered to the outer room and saw the naked, older man standing ...