BJs for My Master
House Slave Fag services his Master twice.
By the time I arrived at my Master’s place in California, after not seeing him for a number of months and over a week without cumming, I was horny as hell. However, other than a little fondling and groping, we didn't have sex right away. We only really played on the morning of the second day of our trip to wine country. It was less than 48 hours after I arrived, but it wasn’t right away.
We went to Sonoma. In the morning at the hotel, I woke up way earlier than he did, as usual. I went out to get some groceries and, much more importantly, some lube, which I had managed to forget to pack.
When I got back a little over an hour later, he was awake in his bed (I had gotten us two separate queen-size beds). He seemed to be in a horny mood. He was sitting on his bed, leaning against the headboard, and he called me over. You could call what I did cuddling, but he quickly guided my head down to his crotch.
We didn't have much time before our first scheduled wine tasting, and he was ready for business anyway, so he told me to get him hard. I quickly pulled down his shorts and started sucking. That's right. I didn't waste any time jerking him off. I've been wanting some cock for a long time now, and we were both ready for me to take it into my mouth right away.
Sure, he wasn't immediately hard, but he wasn't completely flaccid either. It felt good to take my Master’s cock into my mouth. Of course it didn't take more than a couple of minutes to get his cock very hard, especially as I was truly making love to it.
While I was sucking his cock, I groped his body, feeling his muscles, and generally really enjoying myself. It seemed as though he'd been working out and watching what he was eating, so he looked fit and he had muscles I could grope. I loved how he caressed my head and called me a good boi. It made me even more eager to please him.
As he got closer to cumming, I knew I'd be ready to swallow his load. I was eager to show him how eager I was to please him. You might be surprised to learn that he doesn't usually demand that I swallow his load, and this time was no different. However, I kept his cock in my mouth, and finally, he came. I swallowed a good part of his load, but he did pull out and continued jerking off on his own, squeezing out as much cum as he could onto his abs.
Let’s have a sidebar conversation about abs. You might be imagining a six-pack. Well, just like me, my Master doesn't have a six-pack, although he is fit. I still find a six-pack so hard to get. He doesn't really expect me to develop a six-pack, but he would like me to have a flatter stomach. As hard as I try, I never seem to satisfy this requirement. Although I think you've seen in my photos on Twitter that I am fit.
This is probably as much as I should entertain in a sidebar on a short blog post that is supposed to be focused on sex as much as possible. But if you want to hear more about how eager I am to please him and my plans for doing so, just sign up to my premium musings podcast episodes, and I'll tell you all about it after we finish our trip in wine country.
House Slave Fag
Uncharacteristically for my Master, he was ready for more sex by nighttime, after a busy day. But this time he didn’t call me over to his bed. He was in a more playful mood.
We were exhausted from the day and were fast asleep by 11pm. I woke up after midnight to take a piss. I went to the bathroom in pitch dark as quietly as I could, wanting to avoid waking him.
When I got back into my bed, and after turning my head to the other side, I suddenly saw there was a large dark silhouette right next to me, as if seated on the other side of my bed, by the headboard. Of course, the first thought in my sleepy mind was that this was a demon, followed by a second thought that it was an intruder. Thankfully this roused me enough to regain my senses and process a third thought, that this was my silly Master playing games. I was slightly annoyed that he scared me like that, but it was only a moment before I accepted his embrace.
There was a tiny bit more cuddling than during our morning play, but very soon he guided my head down to his crotch. Every time I attempted to go up to hug a little more, he pushed me down again. He was still wearing his underwear, but soon he gave the order to suck him off.
This time, it took even less time to get him hard. And it seemed like he got harder than he did in the morning. His dick filled my mouth, and I was eager to show him how much I wanted it. I sucked down all the way, taking his cock deep into my throat, and he loved it. He moaned every time I deep-throated it. He grabbed the top of my head with his hands, pushing it down on his cock, showing me how much he wanted it, how much he liked it. Nothing could make me happier than pleasing him.
As usual, he wanted to feel maximum friction. Not just from me sucking harder, but adding my hand to jerk him off while I continued sucking. I wished I could just keep my mouth on his cock and take it as deep as I could. But that wasn't enough for him, and what mattered was what he wanted. So, I stroke his cock fast, gripping it tightly, while sucking it.
I also licked his cock and he encouraged me to suck his balls. I was glad to suck any part of his body to please him. I also kissed his feet a little bit, but he wanted me focused on his cock. Nevertheless he entertained some of my horniness, pressing his smooth large foot against my cock. I enjoyed the feeling of having my cock under his foot, taking it as a very real and physical expression of my place beneath him, literally under his feet.
Yet another expression of my place was being close to his asshole. His use of my tongue progressed from his cock, to his balls, and finally, to his hole. I was wondering if it would be clean, as he hadn’t showered since we got back, so I didn’t rush to it, though I knew how he loved rimming. But when he finally gave the order, I complied, and was grateful to find that his hole was as clean as always. He’s made me rim him many times and it has always been clean.
I licked his hole as hard as I could, offering the entire width on my tongue and pressing it hard against his hole, then pushing the tip of my tongue into his hole as deep as I could, again and again. He reacted with moans and he pressed my head into his hole, while he stroked his cock. We alternated back and forth, between me and him stroking his cock.
As I went faster and made sure to keep the grip of both my hand and my mouth tighter on his cock, he got closer to cumming. He pushed me down to rim him some more with increased vigor, getting my tongue into his hole again and again, as he continued to stroke his cock, until he finally came.