Sean and Me

*** Introduction

Hi. My name is Steve. My boyfriend’s name is Sean. I’m 25; he’s 23 but looks younger. I’m a big guy: 6’2” and 210 lbs. of mostly muscle. I work out a lot. Sean is about 5’7”, 140 lbs., slim but with little muscular definition. I act straight. Sean isn’t effeminate, but no one who meets him would be surprised to learn that he’s gay. To see us together, anyone would assume that I am the dominant one, and outside of bed, that’s pretty much true. But sexually, he is the top and I am absolutely the bottom. Most submissives fantasize about being topped by a bigger guy, but I find it more exciting to submit willingly to someone who’s smaller and weaker, the way some straight men like to be dominated by women.

Sean has ordered me to write this narrative. He wants me to tell the world all about how he dominates me. (Actually, it’s the story of a passionate but fairly vanilla d/s relationship. If you’re looking for heavy-duty kink, you won’t find it here.)

*** Chapter 1

One Friday night, Sean called on his way home from work.

“Can you come over and spend the night?” he asked. Sean and I are lovers, but we don’t live together. We both prefer it that way, at least for now.

“Sure,” I said.

“Great. I thought maybe tomorrow we could go to the park, if you like. I want to see the Japanese Garden.”

“That sounds good.”

“Great. But tonight I’m not going to be so nice.”

“That sounds really good.”

He chuckled, then his tone of voice changed. He wasn’t perky anymore. “OK, here’s what you’re gonna do. Go to my house. Park in the garage and leave your clothes in the car. When I come home, I want to find you on your knees, naked, in my living room.”

“Yes sir.”

He hung up without saying goodbye.

I drove immediately to his house, pulled into the garage and took off my clothes in the car. The garage is separated from the house by a short breezeway, which I had to cross, naked, to get into the house. Anybody across the street or on the sidewalk could see me. I waited until it looked like the coast was clear, and then dashed across. I fumbled with the key, but managed to get in without being seen, as far as I know. Sean’s house is on the side of a hill, with a view from the living room of another hill a short distance away. As ordered, I got down on my knees in the living room, in front of a big picture window. Anybody in the houses on the other hill could clearly see me kneeling there. I’m not an exhibitionist; in fact, I’m rather shy. Being naked in front of the window was embarrassing.

After about a half hour in that uncomfortable position, I heard Sean’s car pull into the garage, and I started to get hard. He came in, walked past me without a glance, and went into the bedroom. He came out naked, walked over to me and put his balls in my face. He hadn’t taken a shower so they smelled rich and musky.

“Lick,” he ordered.

I obeyed. I licked first one, then the other, then took both into my mouth at the same time. With my mouth full of scrotum, I could only breathe through my nose, which was mashed into his damp, sweaty pubic hair. I loved the aroma. Eventually he pulled back, and started slapping my face with his dick. Like a lot of small guys, he has a surprisingly big cock. Then he eased it into my mouth and started slowly fucking my face. At times he shoved it all the way in, which made me gag slightly. He didn’t care. After a while he pulled out, turned around and bent over.

“Sniff,” he ordered.

I obeyed. I breathed in deeply. It wasn’t dirty, but smelled strongly of ass sweat. He started rubbing his asshole up and down on my face, and then grabbed the back of my head and shoved my nose into his hole. He squirmed his ass around to make sure my nose was in as far as it could possibly go. After a while, he stood up and, with his hand still buried in my hair, walked over to a chair, dragging me along behind on my knees. He turned around and sat back with his knees hooked over the arms of the chair and his asshole spread wide.

“Lick,“ he ordered.

I obeyed. I licked all around his asshole. I blew gently on it, then licked it up and down. I clamped my mouth on it and plunged my tongue in and out of it. I backed up and licked all around it. Then he took my hand and placed it on his dick. I stroked his dick while I continued to service his asshole with my tongue. I could tell he was getting close.

I moved my head up to his cock and took it in my mouth while I jerked him. Soon he shoved my head further down on his dick and I could feel his warm come flow into my mouth. I swallowed it down.

After he relaxed for a moment in the afterglow, he stood up and withdrew his softening cock from my mouth. He dried it off on my hair, and then went to take a shower. As he walked away, I begged, “May I please jerk off?” When we’re together I have to get his permission to masturbate.

He said “No” without looking back. I would have to wait until later, probably until morning. I knelt there, in front of the window, with the taste of come in my mouth and the smell of ass on my face, until he finished his shower and got ready for bed. Then I was permitted to clean myself up. I joined him in bed and we snuggled like puppies. The dominance and submission were over for the night, although he wore underwear to bed and I had to remain naked since all my clothes were in the car.

Chapter 2

In the morning I got up before Sean, as I usually do. I made coffee, naked of course, and turned on the TV. Some time later he called from the bedroom, “Hey!’

I could tell from his voice, and from the fact that he didn’t use my name, that we were back to our dominant/submissive roles. I got excited and hoped this time he would let me come after he was through with me.

“Yes, sir?” I replied.

“Crawl in here and eat my ass.”

I got down on my knees and crawled through the living room, past the big window, and into his bedroom. I crawled over to the bed. He was on his stomach with his legs over the side, his cheeks spread and his asshole ready for my attention. I should mention that, for someone who does a lot of ass licking, it’s not really my favorite thing to do. I’m not one of those guys who just love to eat ass. I think it’s kind of gross, actually. But what really turns me on is being forced to do it. I love it when Sean acts like ass eating is the most humiliating, degrading, disgusting thing anyone could possibly do, and then makes me do it.

I dove in. I licked up, down and sideways. When my jaw got tired, I licked his thighs, then his balls, then I traced his tan line. I went back to his asshole, and tried to get my tongue in far enough for it to come out his mouth. After a while, he said, “OK, get on the bed, on your back.”

I did and he sat down on my face and started to jerk himself off. He moved my hand to my own cock, indicating that I had permission to jerk off too. I was so horny from the night before that I came before him. As soon as I shot, I moved my face out of his ass. After I come, I don’t even want to look at it. Sean knows this but he doesn’t care. He moved his balls over my mouth, so I had to suck them while breathing through my nose again. This time my nose was right against his asshole. He kept jerking himself while I had to sniff his ass. When he was ready to come, he backed up, positioned his dick over my mouth, and squirted his sperm into my mouth and on my face.

Again, I waited for him to get cleaned up, while the come on my face became runny and then started to dry, contorting my skin. I’m not allowed to wipe his come off my face without permission.

After he got showered and dressed, and I got showered, we had breakfast. He was fully dressed and I was still naked. Finally, we were ready to start our day. I made the naked dash across the breezeway to the garage and got dressed in the car. He was nice again, then, and we spent a wonderful day together.

Chapter 3

Sean called from his car while I was getting ready for bed one weeknight.

“Do you want to come over tonight?” he asked.

“Wish I could. I have to get up early for a stupid meeting in the morning.”

“No problem. We’ll do it another night.”

“You could stop by here for a quickie on your way home if you like,” I suggested hopefully.

“OK.” His tone changed from nice to nasty. “Be on your knees in your living room wearing your blindfold, and leave the door unlocked.” He hung up without saying goodbye. He didn’t have to tell me that the blindfold was the only thing I should be wearing. I was puzzled by his order to leave the door unlocked. He has a key, but perhaps he forgot it.

My house is on a hill, too. It’s set up from the street so passersby can’t see in, but there is an apartment building across the street and down the block a bit. The people in that building can see everything that happens in my living room. Being on display in front of Sean’s window is bad enough. I don’t know any of his neighbors. But I see the people from that building all the time on the street. I recognize them when I see them at the grocery store and I assume they recognize me. Also, my next-door neighbors can see in. They’re friends of mine, a nice married couple. I didn’t want them to see me naked.

But what could I do?

So I took off my clothes, put on the blindfold and knelt in front of the sliding glass door that leads to my balcony, in plain view of anyone who happened to look. I waited there, with my head slightly bowed, for what seemed like hours, but was probably only about 15 minutes. When I heard the door open, I realized in a flash why he had told me to leave it unlocked. Being blindfolded, I didn’t know who was coming in. It could be anybody. Maybe somebody from the apartment building. The momentary panic passed when I heard his familiar footsteps. He walked slowly to me, and I heard him unzip his pants and pull them partway down. Without any preliminaries, he grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth roughly. He kept pounding, treating me like an inanimate come dump. Finally, he pulled my hair, shoved his cock deep in my mouth, and let out a groan. I felt his come spurt to the back of my throat. Then another spurt, and another. He paused for a moment, then withdrew. He wiped his cock off on my cheek. I then heard him pull up his pants, zip up, and walk to the door. I heard the door open and close. He was gone, without having said a word. I felt totally used. I was so turned on, I ripped off the blindfold, jumped up, locked the door, and ran to the privacy of my bedroom. I jerked off, shooting huge gobs of come, which I lapped up greedily.