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stretched out on the bed and began rubbing my cock. After
several minutes, I heard the bathroom door ease open. I knew
he was watching, but I pretended not to notice. If I
understood my role correctly, for all practical purposes, I
was alone, or at least was expected to pretend to be alone.
Slowly I pulled down the front of my
boxer's and ran my
fingers lightly
over the sparse hair that covered my tingling
nuts. The purplish tip of my dickhead had burst
through its
snug foreskin sheath and
glistened wet with pre-cum. The
internal reservoir of semen behind my swollen balls ached
in
its attempt to contain my ever
growing lust. A tense
passionate
sweat matted the hair in my armpits, it dotted my
upper lip, and streamed down the crack of my
ass.
The instant I locked my fingers around the shaft
of my
steely eight-inch cock, Gilbert
stepped out into the room.
He had
stripped down to his underwear. His huge cock looked
like it was about to rip through the strained
fabric. The
salt and pepper hew of
his coarse, dense body hair beamed
with the unmistakable sheen of authority.
"What the
hell are you doing," he growled in an almost
frantic voice. He was so good at this game it was
difficult
to know whether he was
being serious, or just role playing.
I let the front of my shorts spring back
up to cover my
tumult manhood. "I
didn't here you come in," I gasped.
Gilbert charged
up to the side of the bed, his eyes
focusing on the huge wet spot my weeping pisshole had made
on
the front of my boxer's. "What
were you doing?" He shouted
angrily.
"Nothing. Just taking a nap's all."
"Then what the hell is this?" He yelled,
pointing to
the circle of cock slime
staining my underwear. "Don't lie
to
me. I know exactly what you were doing. What have I told
you about playing with yourself?"
"That I shouldn't," I answered sheepishly.
"And what did I say was going to happen the next time
I
caught you?"
"Please. You don't understand. I try to resist
playing
with my cock, but sometimes I
get so horny I just can't help
myself."
Gilbert grabbed me by the arm, yanked me
from the bed
and shook me like a rag
doll. His strength was nothing
short
of phenomenal as he ripped off my underwear and stared
wantonly at my stiff, waging cock.
Looking into his stern eyes made me feel weak and
vulnerable. He had succeeded in making me feel
like a
helpless adolescent; a
frightened boy at the mercy of a
brutally strict father.
He sat down on the edge of
the bed and pulled me down
across his
knees, pinning my hard cock between his strong,
muscular thigh. I had not realized how large his hands
were
until one of them came down
across my naked buttocks. The
sting
was so keen it nearly took my breath away.
I felt
the cheeks of my ass being spread apart. My
punishment was momentarily suspended while he gazed into
my
fur lined crack to marvel at the
splendid sight of my crimson
pucker.
Again his hand came down across my tender ass, and
again I winced with pain. Tears were actually welling
up in
my eyes.
The fire burning in my ass penetrated the surface of my
flesh, descending to engulf my pent up semen, my unreleased
jism immediately went from a slow simmer to a raging boil. I
pushed my cock into the meat of his rock hard thigh. The
graininess of his wiry hair felt abrasive against the
sensitive underbelly of my elongated cock. I found myself
humping, eagerly looking forward to the next strike of his
hand.
I
whimpered softly when I felt a single finger invade
the steamy depths of my rectum. While banging my
tight
hole with one hand he again
cracked against my reddened
buttocks
with the other. This time I cried out, not
only because of the pain, but because of the pleasure
as
well.
Gilbert's
thigh grew tense as he raised his hand to swat
me again. The enormous wad of cum that had been
welling up
in the base of my
twitching cock was now on the verge of
erupting. I thrust my groin against his thighs as his
hand
stung my ass one last time. It
was more than I could stand.
I
trembled with manly ecstasy as the ultimate point of no
return consumed me.
Gilbert
hoisted me out of his lap and made me face
him, standing between his gaping knees. My legs were
like
rubber as I reached for my
spurting cock, but he slapped it
away, leaving my veiny fuck muscle to flop and flex like
an
out of control fire hose. My body
jerked spastically as
whipping
ribbons of thick, creamy cock juice splattered
across Gilbert's hairy chest.
The last
of my wad was still oozing from my pisshole
when he pulled me back down on the bed. "You're not
getting
off that easy," Gilbert
sneered. "I'm not finished with you
yet." I shuddered to think what he had in store for me
next.
Forcing my knees up into my chest, and pulling
my now
semi-flexible cock back
between my gaping thighs, Gilbert
filled the crack of my ass with my slimy cylinder. I held
tightly to the backs of my knees as he
manipulated the
spongy apex of my
organ into my juicy anal pucker. The
blend of pain and pleasure was so intense it quickly had
my
swollen pods on the brink of
popping a second time.
"I'm gonna cum!" I hissed.
"My fucking nuts feel like
they're
going to explode."
Gilbert released my flexing cock,
allowing it to pop out
of my ass and
recoil like a triggered catapult against my
belly. Wiggling and squirming, frantic to touch myself,
but
lot allowed to, my manhood
launched the contents of it hot,
frothy burden across my heaving chest.
Gilbert
reached down and scooped up the creamy strands
of spent cum. "Eat it!" he demanded, cramming his
tangy
fingers into my mouth. "Eat
every fucking drop."
I had not yet caught my
breath when he pushed me
off the bed
and forced me to sit on the floor between his
gaping knees. Pulling down the front of his shorts he
set
loose his agonizing organ.
Suddenly, nine inches of
throbbing
dick was staring me in the face.
His huge, hairy
nuts were already drawn up tight against
his body as he started stroking his rigid slab of
meat.
"Suck it," he shouted, grabbing
a fist full of my hair,
forcing my
face into his steamy crotch. "Suck my big, juicy
cock."
As he continued to
masturbate, I hesitantly took the
bloated knob of his spicy organ into my mouth and savored
the
taste of male flesh.
"That's it, you pretty little cocksucker" Gilbert
panted. "Eat my big, fuck rod."
The arousing, musky scent of Gilbert's manhood seemed
to
surrounded me. Pre-cum and spit
slithered down his pulsating
shaft,
saturating his stroking fist, causing it to make a
sticky, sloshing sound as he steadily worked his meat
toward
an orgasm. He was almost
there, Teetering on the brink of
ecstasy, I could see the passion mounting in his handsome
face. I spit out the head of his dick and shook
with
anticipation.
Swollen tight with the lust surging though his
veins,
the mushroom shaped crest of
his magnificent cock heaved,
squirting a devastating volley of gooey jism across my
face.
Cum ran down my cheeks and
dripped from my chin. It oozed
across
the bridge of my nose, and stung the corners of my
eyes. My God, it was absolutely wonderful! Hot, sticky
and
wonderful.
I
soon realized that my relationship with Mr. Gilbert
was something special. I had obviously been
lacking
discipline, and I now had a
mentor to guide me down the
straight
and narrow. I now know how really important it is
for a young man to have a strong authority figure in
his
life. He needs someone whom he
can rely on for guidance and
understanding. I couldn't ask for a better role model than
Mr. Gilbert. He's truly my kind of
man.
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