Serving His Country and Serving Me

 My Playroom—August, 2022

We had talked on one of the hookup sites for some time.  Our schedules had never meshed, but suddenly they did.  Declan wanted me to fuck him.  He had had a few experiences with men, but they had all had average to small cocks.  “I want you to show no mercy to me, tie me down if you have to, just make me take your big dick.”

I learned that Declan is serving his country.  Now he desperately wanted to serve me.  He is a good-looking young man, fast approaching 30.  He is likely around 5’10” and carries some extra weight and a lot of muscle.  I reminded him about clean out as I would be going deeper than the few men who had fucked him previously.  That made him nervous, but he quickly learned how to do it. (Thank you, YouTube!) 

He arrived on time and was incredibly nervous.  I showed him down to the playroom and told him to strip.  That I would be back.  For some reason, I did not change to my jock and boots like I always do.  I went back down fully dressed.  He was sitting on the bed, looking at the fuck vid on the television screen.  He was not remotely hard…

 

I stand by the fuck bench.  “Come here.”  I point to the floor between my spread legs.  He kneels there.  “Look at me.”  He looks up and a nervous smile flashes across his face.  I pull his head into the crotch of my faded 501’s.  He gasps and then relaxes.  He nuzzles my cock through the denim.  “Have you sucked cock before?”

“A couple of times,” he mumbles and all on his own adds, “Sir.”

“Open my jeans—and get me hard.”  The last part will be easy, I am already growing.  He unbuckles my belt and the three buttons of the fly.  He spreads them open.  My underwear is mounded.  He peals it down, his hands slightly shaky.  He goes for my balls first.  His tongue is thick and wet.  He licks them hungrily.  He works up the shaft and takes the head into his mouth.  He is a little toothy.

“Cover your teeth.”

He does and the blow job improves immeasurably.  He is eager one moment, and shy about showing that to me.  Which makes it both hot and endearing. 

“Lick my balls again.”

He buries his face there.  I notice his cock is now erect and dripping.

“Untie my boots.”  He does what he’s told.  I sit on the bed and he pulls them off. I stand up and he helps get the jeans and underwear off.  The shirt follows.   The boots go back on.  I sit on the bed and spread my legs wide.  “Lick under my balls.”

He’s not expecting this. But he does it.  He like the scent of me under my hairy testicles.  He licks my taint, but certainly makes no move to taste my ass.  I consider telling him to rim me, but decide to save that for another session. 

“Get on the bench.”  He does.  I have to show him how to move his knees forward to get his ass in the right position.  “Has anyone eaten your ass before?’

“Sort of…” he starts.  I kneel, pull apart his ample butt cheeks and my tongue pokes into his pucker.  “Fuck!  Not like that…” he moans.  I spit on his hole and drill it into him.  Over and over. 

He opens his poppers.  “May I take a hit, sir?”

I grunt out an affirmative sound, never stopping my oral assault of his ass.  He is loosening.  Slowly but surely.  I stand and poke my cockhead against him.  “I’m not fucking you yet, just wiping my precum on your hole.”

This makes him whimper.  I go back to my knees and push my juices into his ass.  His hole is responding.  I spit one last time and stand up, my dick lubed.

“You want this cock raw, right?”

“Yes, Sir.  On PrEP, Sir.”  

I slap his hole with my cock and begin the entry.  He is damned tight.  He fights a little, pulling away from me.  I hold his hips and work in.  The hole surrenders and takes my head.  He grunts.  And asks for more.  “I can take it, Sir.”

I inch into him.  One inch.  Two inches.  I fuck him like that, then pull out and eat his ass again.  I stand back up.  He takes four inches this time.  Again I do the shallow fuck before some more tongue.  I am not going to rape his hole as he thought I would have to do.  I want him to want it.  I stand up and insert.  “How does it feel?”

“Better, Sir.”

Making him talk and not concentrate on his ass let’s me get three quarters of my dick into him.  I fuck him, using just that much of me.  “Take another popper hit.”

He does.  I speed up—but don’t go deeper.

“You licked cock right out of your ass?”

“Once, Sir.”

I pull out and bring it to him.  He tentatively opens his mouth and takes me in.  He gives a low moan.  He goes from obeying to licking me ravenously.  He loves the taste of his hole or the depravity or both.  “Leave lots of saliva on it, for I’m going back in.”  As I pull out of his mouth, he drools more spit on my shaft.  I move around and fuck him again with three quarters of my length.

I make him clean me a second time before we move to the sling.  I get him in place, stirrups adjusted.  He is more comfortable here.  I eat his hole again.  He is starting to self-lube—as protection from the invasion of my cock.  I add more spit.

I stand and insert.  I am at the same depth, only three quarters inside him.  I hold.  “Take a hit.”  He does.  Instantly, I sink into him.  He gasps.  His eyes roll back.  I begin a slow fuck.

“That feels so good…” he mumbles.

I build the speed of the fuck.  Poppers open.  I am soon slamming into him and he is taking it.

“Yes!” he gasps.  “Fuck me with that big cock.”

I do.  For a long time.   I pull out and eat his ass again.  I re-lube and begin to enter him.  “Try it with no poppers this time.”

“Yes, Sir.”

His ass opens and takes me.  I give him a blistering, eyes-rolling-up into-his-head fuck.  I stop only when I need to catch my breath. 

“That was incredible,” he murmurs.  “I took it.”

“Without help.”

I give him a break.  “You ever sit on a rimseat?”

“No, Sir.”

I pull it out and spend a long time eating his dripping ass.  He is rock hard now and stroking.  I know I need to cum soon—and I don’t want to waste it jerking here as I swallow his ass juices.

“Sling time,” I tell him.  He gets up, eagerly.

“Fuck me hard again,” he begs as I get his legs in place.  “Please.”

I eat his hole a little more.  I piss on his ass crack which makes him gasp.  He’s mine now to use.  I lick up some piss and push some into his hole.  I fuck.  Hard.  Fast.

I slow down.  “Popper up, before I breed you.”

“Yes, Sir.”  He does both nostrils and inhales through his mouth.

I fuck harder the moment the cap is back on.  “You want my load?”

“Yes, Sir.”

I pick up more speed.  I can feel my balls tighten.

“Keep it in you,” I pant.  I am so damn close.

“All the way home,” he grunts out.

And I’m there.  I spurt into him again and again.

When I come down from my high, I grab his cock.  I jerk him, with me still filling his ass, rocking my softening dick in his cum filled hole.  He can hear my load squish.  He fires off an enormous amount of jizz—it covers his chest.  Splat after splat.  I mop some up with my hand and taste it.  I mop up more and make him clean my fingers…

Mission accomplished.