Homecoming
My horny Master gave me some mixed signals
I got back at my Master's place after a 12-day gay cruise without him and I guess he missed me. More about my cruise in my premium podcast on Apple Podcasts, or you can get it through my blog. Since my Master wasn't home and it was late after a long day of travels from Florida to California, I went to sleep.
House Slave Fag
I was woken up an hour later due to noise from my Master's neighbor who went up and down the stairs. That reminded me that the next day was trash pickup day, and I had to throw out all the trash and recyclables.
My Master got home just as I was concluding this chore and he was in a horny mood. He hugged me and kissed me and then sat on the sofa and ordered me to make him hard. He took his pants off and told me to take his underwear and socks off too. He didn't want foreplay. Instead, he told me to suck him off right away.
I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck. He moaned, especially when I took his whole shaft into my throat. He was really enjoying it and he was showing it to me, more than he usually did. What was more usual was that he instructed me to use my hands to chase my sucking with stroking. That's always a challenge. I want to suck him deep, but he wants my hand to stroke him too, so I can't go very deep with my hand in the way. He ordered me to suck faster and I also knew I should squeeze his cock a little harder with my hand, to give him more friction.
He wanted me to rub his hole too. He loves it when I rim him, but he was coming from his sports team's game, so he wasn't clean. So fingering would have to do. I wanted to wet my finger, but that was a mistake, because my finger wasn't clean anymore, and I think that was why I got a little sick the following day. So you guys be careful with your ass-to-mouth action. Every now and then I got a whiff of ass, which made it difficult to stay in the right headspace. But enough about that, let's get back to the sexy stuff.
He was having a great time bossing me around and taking pleasure however he wanted. He ordered me to lick his balls and I took that as permission to suck them too, both of them, one by one and together. All that spit trickled down so it was easier for my finger to slide around as it rubbed his hole. Just back and forth on his hole. He didn't want to get fingered inside.
Serving him at that late hour required so much coordination. Sucking his cock and stroking it with one hand, while rubbing his hole with the other hand. That required my full attention and I wasn't sleepy anymore. I was on a mission to please my Master.
After a good while of serving him as he sat on the sofa, he made me lie on my back on the living room rug. He fed me his cock, facefucking me, but not too hard.
Then he turned my attention to my own cock. He liked a hard cock and unlike when I was with other guys, I wasn't required to be locked in chastity when I was with him. To my surprise, he sat up and rubbed his hole against my cock, but I couldn't tell if I was getting any of it into his hole. Sometimes it felt like it, but I knew I wasn't hard enough. Topping didn't really excite me, although I wanted to please him.
I was wondering if he wanted me to top him and I said I could take Viagra next time, but he said he didn't want that. He was really confusing me with those mixed signals. It sure seemed like he was trying to get me harder, as he scooted back a few more inches and started stroking my cock, together with his own cock.
This went on for some time with repetition — stroking my cock and then rubbing it against his hole, again and again. He asked me to remind him when I last came. It was three or four days ago. That seemed like a signal that I should try cumming, so I tried to jerk myself off too, but I needed more time. I eventually got harder and I thought I might be able to cum, and maybe that got him more excited. His moans showed me he was getting close. My attention shifted back to him and soon enough he came.
He got off my chest and went to take a shower. I wasn't jerking off anymore. When he came out of the shower and I asked him if I could cum, he said he'd think about it. In the end, it was all about his pleasure.