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Cockmaster , CockSlave

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by sevalsjb@hotmail.com Robert was lying in bed, and he couldn't sleep. He had just gotten through watching the soft core porn movie at the hotel, and it only made him think about how much better a real porn movie would have been. He was lying in bed, with his t-shirt on, and nothing else. The sheets were covering half of his body, and his hard dick head was just poking out from underneath them. The movie, like all soft porn movies, was just an exercise in dick teasing. Every time it would get close to showing fucking, or pussy, or dick, it would go to a face shot, or cut out. What a waste of time! He was lying there, thinking of scenes in movies that turned him on--doggie style fucking, ass fucking, etc. His mind, however, kept returning to the same thing. Blowjobs. Why? He didn't really know, and didn't like to dwell on it. When he had thought about it, he just rationalized that it was because he liked thinking that the hard, spit covered dicks that were being licked and sucked were his. That was true. He certainly liked the idea of the beautiful babes slobbering on his knob, two of them if possible, sucking his nuts and cock at the same time. But that wasn't all of it. There was something else... Something he couldn't bring himself to think about. Something that made the blowjob scenes turn him on more than ANYTHING. Something that made him enjoy some blowjob scenes more than others. Something that made his dick hard right now! Something that was so hard for this straight, women loving guy to think about, that he just put it out of his mind. He had been thinking of this very thing earlier today, by the pool. He'd been horny as a dog lately, as he'd been traveling, and not getting fucked. His jack off sessions had only served to make him more frustrated, and to make him think of his beloved favorite blow job porno movie scenes. They had been tormenting him lately, making it hard to sleep. When he had free time, as he had by the pool, his mind constantly wandered to large, red, wet, hard dicks, being engulfed by lips, or more often, being licked by long tongues. Yes, it seemed that he tended to prefer visions of completely exposed cocks being licked; either the shaft, or especially the head-- all around the rim, the pee slit, all over. "Well, it must be because that's what I like to have done to me, he thought." But something nagged at him. So all of these wicked little thoughts had been racing through his mind earlier by the pool. Then, he realized he had a huge hard on showing quite obviously through his wet bathing suit. He looked around to see who was around, and fortunately, not many people were. But then he noticed a guy on a chaise lounge, about 20 feet in front of him. It was strange, because this was an indoor pool, but the guy had a baseball cap pulled down low, and large sunglasses on. The only thing that could be seen was his mouth, and he had an obvious sneer. Robert felt funny, then looked at his hard dick. He tried to casually look at the stranger, as not to be noticed, but wasn't sure if he succeeded. The stranger's head tilted down, and Robert followed the stranger's gaze downward, into the stranger's lap. He had a hardon, too! It ran straight up, toward his belly button. Robert couldn't help but notice, that at the end, it looked like a round little ball was attached, or something. "That must be his..." Then Robert realized he was staring, and looked up. The stranger was DEFINITELY snearing now. Robert put his towel in his lap, got up, and left. Stupid faggot! Who was he to mess with him? Or maybe it had been his imagination. Who knows. But why was his dick so hard? And why, now that he was in bed, later, was it equally hard, as he remembered this little episode? So now he was in bed, with the light next to his bed on, as he had been reading. He needed to get to sleep, to shake these tormenting thoughts. Then he heard something. What was it? A creak? Could it be his door? How? They locked automatically, and he was pretty sure he even latched it. Or did he? Then he listened. Nothing. Must have been his imagination. Then he heard something else. It was the sound of a door opening! And some light came into his room! Someone was definitely coming in! The door shut, and there was silence. Robert had been lying on his back, with his arms at his sides, and his eyes barely squinted open. He couldn't see over by the door without tilting his head, and he didn't want to do that, and give away that he wasn't asleep. But he knew he wasn't alone! What the fuck was happening? Robert had always wondered what he would do if someone tried to rob him. He had debated the wisdom of struggling with the crook, as opposed to letting them take what they wanted, so he wouldn't get hurt. Now he was finding out through experience what he would do. He was lying there, motionless, not making a sound. It wasn't because it was the smart thing to do, although it probably was. It was because he was scared shitless! One or two minutes went by, but it seemed like an eternity. Then, Robert heard a faint shuffling. Then he saw the intruder!! He slowly moved into Robert's line of sight, in front of the bed. He was standing to the side. He was dressed in dark colors, it looked like sweatpants and a sweatshirt. He was turned a bit to the side. He placed something on the dresser. Oh god, was that a bulge in front, below his waste? Robert's dick, which had shrunken a bit, now twitched. Then Robert realized in horror that his dickhead was sticking out from under the sheets, in the open!! Why was it getting hard now? Robert saw the man reach in front of him, and it looked like he was rubbing his bulge! The intruder slowly moved over to the left side of the bed, where Robert was lying. Robert was lying right by the edge of the bed, and he tilted his head a bit to the left, and back, so he could see what was going on. The intruder came up, right next to Robert! "Oh God," Robert thought, "Take what you want, but just don't hurt me!". Robert looked through his squinted eyes. The intruder was indeed dressed in black and grey, and had a black mask on, which covered his entire face. And Robert had not been mistaken about another thing. He DID have a big bulge in his pants! it was sticking straight up and out. It looked like a big stick...with...a big BALL on the end. Just like...no, it couldn't be! The stranger stood motionless, for another seeming eternity. Then he reached around with his left hand, and started rubbing the bulge. Up and down his flat hand went, and then he grabbed the protrusion, and squeezed it several times. Then, he squeezed and pulled up and down with his left hand, and reached around with his right hand, and grabbed underneath, in a cupping motion. He pulled his right hand out, and Robert could see another round, large, protrusion. The intruder's...balls...? Then the stranger started to take his shirt off! "Oh no!" Robert thought, "Is he going to take his clothes off?" But the stranger stopped with just his sweatshirt. Beneath that, he had a t-shirt on. He pulled it out, until it hung down below his crotch. Then he started kneading and pulling his bulge again. Then the intruder put his hands by his sides. "Maybe he's gotten his sick thrills, and now he'll leave." Robert thought. He was wrong, as he saw the intruder pinch the material of his sweats...and slowly...lower them DOWN!! "Oh no!", thought Robert. Lower they inched, until they seemed to resist. At that point, Robert noticed the bulge pull down. The pants were hung up on the intruder's...well...thing. Then the stranger reached under his shirt, and fumbled a bit. Then the pants slowly snaked down, down. Robert could begin to see the man's hairy exposed thighs, then his knees, then the intruder dropped the sweats to his ankles. Then the intruder moved forward. The t-shirt still covered the bulge, and he continued to rub it, now only 8 inches from Robert's face! Only a bit of thin, white material separated what was inside from Robert's panting face! The intruder then backed up, and bent over as he turned to the side. Was that his ass Robert could see? He took off the pants, and even his socks. He then turned back towards Robert, and stroked his meat through the shirt again, and slowly moved forward. As he did so, he gyrated from side to side, as if he was dancing! "This bastard is having fun!", Robert thought. Then he was once again right in front of Robert's face. He kept stroking his bulge, and reached around, underneath his shirt, with his right hand. He slowly, pulled the shirt up, then lowered it, several times. He moved, until his crotch was hanging over the bed, by Robert's waist, and pulled the shirt up. Had he been by Robert's face, Robert could have seen underneath the shirt. He couldn't from this angle, however. Then the intruder moved up close to Robert's face, and stood there. If Robert could have moved his head a bit, he could have seen under the shirt from that position, too. But he was afraid to move. "The bastard is teasing me!" Robert thought. But wait--teasing? That's not right...Robert wasn't enjoying this! This was frightening, not fun! This was some sick stranger, in his room. He didn't want this! He was playing asleep, only so he wouldn't get hurt, right? Robert thought all of these things, and tried to forget about his hard, quivering cock, which didn't quite go along with all of the other thoughts he was running through his mind at the moment. Now the stranger moved away, and slowly moved the shirt up. Robert thought he was going to expose his nuts, but, no, he moved the shirt back down. This went on for what seemed like forever, but finally Robert could see the nice, fat nutsack, and then, slowly, a bit of shaft. Then the only thing keeping his dick from popping out was the fact that the shirt was hung up on the dick head, like a tent. Finally, the man snapped the shirt back, and the mystery meat was bouncing up and down in full view! Then the stranger turned and walked toward Robert! The man wearing little but a hard on came silently, but with exaggerated steps, bending his knees, and dropping quickly with each step. This caused his cock to bounce up and down every time he shifted feet. Robert wondered if that was the purpose of it all--to make his cock jerk as it was. Hmmmm. The dick, which was bent to the left a bit, kept bouncing. And moving nearer. The man approached, closer, closer. He got to the side of the bed, and stood, with his dick about level with Robert's belly button. The hard dicked intruder was standing a little to the side, a little facing front. Robert could see his cock and balls, but not in great detail, as the light was a bit dim. Then the man slowly side stepped, and the cock and balls drew nearer to Robert's face! It was like the man could read Robert's mind, and new he needed to get closer. Or maybe it wasn't the man. Maybe it was the dick itself. Maybe it had a mind of own...But no, this was silly! What the hell was he thinking! Then the quivering cock was at Robert's elbow, but enough above Robert's body so that he could see it from his "sleeping" position. And how he could see it! Now, finally, the dick and balls he had been straining to see, the cock that had been teasing him, the full swollen nutsack that had taunted him, here they were! Except for the involuntary twitching that is customary for a very swollen hard on, it was still. The intruder kept his hands at his sides. He just stood there. Robert thought, " Is he showing me his equipment?". Robert still wanted the man to think he was asleep, and hoped he did. He tried to keep his eyes almost shut, especially when he thought the man could be looking at him. But increasingly, it was hard to even think of the man, or at least his face. Actually, Robert had spent almost no time looking at the man's face, and it wasn't really because he was afraid to. It was, well, because he just couldn't take his eyes off of the FUCKMEAT. The DICK. The COCKSTICK. More and more, Robert focused on it. It was beginning to seem like there was nothing else in the room. What was happening? And why? It was like this little red dick devil was even beginning to talk, to whisper to Robert. What was it saying? As Robert scanned every bit of cock and balls, he became more mesmerized. He started slowly, with the nuts. They were covered with long, kinky, light brown hair, but not so thick that he couldn't see the map of veins covering the taut, goose bumped ball sack. And the balls themselves, large, oblong spheres on either side that made the nutbag look like a miniature brain. The seam of his nuts ran right down the middle of the sack, from the base of the dick, to underneath the balls. They were a flushed color. They weren't perfectly round, and bulged underneath, in back. Robert thought they had an exciting, almost unnatural shape. Then the dick, the DICK!! Starting from the base, Robert noticed first, how many fucking bulging veins there were! It was incredible, and looked like a bunch of small blue snakes racing up the intruder's man meat. The cock was maybe 6 or 7 inches. It wasn't particularly huge, but not small, either. It had a nice shaft of even thickness from top to bottom, which, as Robert noticed earlier, was a bit bent to the left. What made it hard to look away from was the, the, the head. That big, fat head! It was just the kind that...Robert liked to watch the most in movies, liked to see tongues flick over, mouths cover, teeth nibble, lips tracing the fat rim, all the fucking way around. This dickhead was FAT. It looked like a soft, rubbery mushroom. To explain it, you'd have to start with the pee slit. It was the largest Robert had ever seen! "Why, you could put your fingertip in that, or, your.....tongue tip...." , Robert thought. "Not me, of course, but someone else". The pee slit was so big, it split the front of the man's dickhead. The split went up, over the back of the head, creating a big indention, which made the top of the dickhead look like the top of a heart, when looking at it from above. The split, as it ran underneath, caused the dickhead to form two lobes, one on the left, one on the right. These bulbous lobes hung down, and formed the beginning of the big, pronounced rim that ran around his head, where it was connected to the shaft. There was no way this guy's hand could slip off his cock while jacking it off, for sure! The dickhead, when looked at from the front, if the dick was pointing straight at you, looked like a little ass bent over, and the pee slit could have been a huge, gaping pussy. It was just a huge, rubbery, round tipped, fat, rubbery dickhead. Unbelievable! It was just so, so, so....what? What was Robert thinking, or WANTING to think. What was the word he wanted to say, that had his mouth watering, and his heart beating, and his own cock HARD!? And then Robert noticed something. Was there something tight, around the base of the man's cock? And did it go underneath the balls as well? Robert was curious...was that what was making the balls so fat, and the dick's veins bulge? After all, his nuts usually got real tight when he had a hard cock, sometimes pulling into his damn body! Anyway, that was the man's cock and balls. And he was giving Robert ample time to see them. Then the man started swaying his hips, left to right. His cock began to go to the left and right as well. At first, it was gentle, then the motion became wider and faster. His dick swung in a bigger arch, then his balls began to swing as well. Soon they were both whacking against his thighs. It was like a porno red dick grandfather clock! The meaty slap made it all the more carnal. Robert had a hard time keeping his hands by his sides. His dick was begging for attention. But why, damn it, WHY? He knew for fucking SURE that he wasn't attracted to men. The thought of kissing a man made him sick, really sick. He wasn't turned on by men's physiques AT ALL. He wasn't fooling himself about these things, he really felt them. So what was happening now? Then the man stopped gyrating suddenly. His cock stopped and came to rigid attention almost immediately. Then, the cock moved closer to Robert's face! Here it came! He was afraid this would happen! Or was he? The dick stopped. It was right in front of Robert's face. Any closer, and Robert would be able to smell it. Is that why he was breathing heavily now? To catch a whiff? Then, the cock slowly raised up. Then down. Then up. Then down again. The cock was using it's own muscle to go up and down! Nothing else on the man was moving! Of course, what was happening was, the man was using the muscles in his cock, and the one that ran from his balls to his asshole, to lower and raise his cock. But Robert no longer saw the man as the one he was dealing with. He only saw the cock. And now it was starting to raise higher and dip lower, and at a faster pace! How amazing to see! It also moved to where it was now almost above Robert's chin! And it was swinging down closer, closer. Soon it would hit! In fact, Robert thought he could feel air created by the swinging cockmeat! (here's where I stopped for two bj dudes) Then, just as it had when it was swinging from side to side, the dick stopped going up and down. It remained poised, maybe a foot above Robert's face. Then it dropped down, and was only a few inches above. Then, it turned, and started to move, to hover over Robert's face, all around. Robert felt like a small, angry wild animal was sniffing him out, ready to attack if he moved. He could see it passing over his left cheek, then up, until the dickhead was right in front of his eye! Then over, until the balls were at eye level. Then over and down, moving down over the right eye. When the cock got to nose level on the way down, it moved right below Robert's nostrils. It moved so close Robert thought for sure it would touch, so close, he could feel the heat, and for a moment, smell the musky dick skin. Did he smell pre-cum? Robert knew the taste of that, as he had licked his own off of his fingers. But that had just been out of curiosity. But the dick didn't touch, as Robert thought it would, and in fact it moved away from his face, and back. The man's body turned, and slowly moved away. What was that feeling Robert felt. NO, damn it, it wasn't disappointment! Goddamn it, it wasn't! He just wasn't sure what the hell it was he was feeling right now. Not yet... As Robert had been hypnotized by the man's cock, he of course continued to stare in that direction. For the first time practically since the horny stranger came in Robert's room, Robert couldn't see the dick, as the intruder was turned around. Now Robert was looking at the man's ass. Another thing Robert knew beyond a shadow of a doubt was that men's asses had never turned him on in the past. And they still didn't, really. He did have to admit, that the ass in front of him was, well, not offensive, at least. It was fairly small, round, and tight looking. Once again, as if the hard cocked intruder could read his mind, the ass began to gyrate, moving around. The man was moving it as if he was fucking something. Or was it as if he was himself being fucked? He was sticking it out, pulling his ass cheeks apart, bending over, and pushing his dick down, so it pointed straight down, and Robert could see it, and his balls, and he could even make out an asshole, he believed. What a view--asshole, balls, and dick! Another of the porno movie shots that Robert loved, although he never liked to admit it to himself. The man backed a bit closer to Robert. Then he turned to the side a bit, and started moving his hips in a humping motion. As he did, his cock began to swing up and down in an arc. He sped up, and exaggerated his humping, until his dick was hitting his stomach on the upstroke, and colliding with his balls on the downstroke. Then he really went at it, and Robert could hear the meaty THWACK of his cock slamming into his belly. Robert could only imagine how that fat dickhead must have felt on each whack against the man's belly. Then the man stopped, and his dick, as if on command, stopped and stood rigid. Then he thrust a couple of more times, and stopped. Then two or three more, and stopped. He continued this, each time, his dick stopping almost instantaneously. Robert was fascinated by the cock show. Then the man came closer again! Now he was only a couple of feet from Robert. He stood, in what Robert was beginning to see was the man's chosen favorite position, halfway to the side, halfway to the front, so Robert could see his cock from the side, and underneath, and from the front, all at once. The man ran his left hand around the dick lightly. He traced all around the balls, shaft, and dickhead with his index finger, paying special attention to the rim of the head. It was like he was a model, showcasing an appliance on a TV game show! Then the man started rubbing all over the dick with both hands, starting gently, then getting rougher. He began to slap his balls, from the front, and from the side. He put both hands around his cock, and jacked up and down, linking his fingers. He grabbed his balls at the base with one hand, and pulled them up, so his dick stroking had smashed into them on each downstroke. He put both hands around his dick again, reaching under his balls with the pinky of his lower hand, so he jerked them up and down with every stroke. Robert realized that the man was giving him a jack off exhibition! Robert had used most of the techniques, but was impressed by the pinky under the balls trick. Then, as if to give Robert another angle, the man lifted his right leg over, and put his foot on the bed, to the right of Robert's head!! Robert could now see his dick and balls from underneath. He could also see why the man's balls bulged so, and why the veins on his dick bulged. There was something looking like an elastic band that was stretched around the base of both dick and balls, giving them their bulging appearance. The man jacked off in this position for awhile, then put his leg back on the ground. He took the elastic band off his nuts and cock. Robert couldn't help but feel disappointment, but he shouldn't have. The man reached down into the bag he had set by the bed, and pulled out some objects. He then put a leather band around his balls, and a ring around his dick. Now his balls bulged even further, and his dick veins stood out more! Robert felt something drastic would happen soon, and he was right! The man hiked his left leg up on the bed, and lowered his body, until his cock was hovering right above Robert's face! He moved forward, until his nuts were in front of Robert's eyes, then stood back on the floor. Then, he hiked his right leg over, so he was over Robert in a 69 position! He gyrated his ass, and moved his cock up and down over Robert's face. Then he moved forward, so his balls were in front of Robert's nose. Robert felt the hair of the man's balls brush against his nose! He also felt the sheets being pulled down, exposing his achingly hard dick, and something else. The man was blowing on his cock! Then the man moved further down, and his asshole was right in front of Robert's eyes! Then it was right in front of his nose! He could smell it! Why was this all turning him on so?!?! Then the man turned around again, and now had his left leg on the bed. His red, meaty, hard fuckstick was now once again quivering right above Robert's face. He took a hand and pointed the stiff dick down, almost like he was using a stick, and looking for water. Now it was SOOOO close to Robert's face! Oh, did it touch his cheek? Yes, it did! Robert felt an incredible surge of feelings, which he couldn't even bring himself to identify yet. Then again, a slight brush, then a DEFINITE brush, and then the tip of the dick was tracing all over Robert's face, his cheeks, eyelids, forehead, nose. Then it came to Robert's mouth. The dick brushed his lips! Robert was going crazy! He was trying to act as if he was still asleep, but it was so hard! And why was it so hard to keep his mouth shut? Why was he dying to open it? What was fucking happening? Why was this man doing this to him? The cock rubbed along Robert's lower lip, then his upper one. Then it paused. Then it slowly tried to push in between the lips!! Robert, with all his will, kept his mouth shut. He was supposed to be asleep! Could he hear someone or something saying, "Come on, come on?" If it was, it wasn't coming from a person, but from the cock that was hypnotyzing Robert. Robert somehow managed to keep his mouth shut. Then he was suprised by a SLAP on his cheek! The dick slapped him! "I know you're not asleep, you little slut!" Robert was suprised back into the real world. The man was talking to him! "You've been awake all this time, haven't you, you cocksucker! Just suck my dick now, and let's get this over with. Do it now, and I'll go easy on you!" Robert was speechless! Of course he couldn't suck this cock! He was straight! He couldn't seem to muster whatever it took to push it away from his face, but he couldn't suck it! Could he? Then the intruder said, "Fuck you, I'm leaving then." Robert, who had said nothing up to this point, gave a hoarse "Wait", even before he knew what he was saying. The stranger turned, his cock swaying. "Wait for what? Wait for you to suck my cock? Of course, I know you want to. But since you're playing games, now sucking it isn't enough. You have to beg me to suck it. Go on, say you want to suck my dick. Beg me." Robert was stammering. He couldn't seem to put his words together. He was so confused. All he had to do was to keep his mouth shut, and this sick fucker would leave! Isn't that what he wanted? Why was he trying to speak? And WHY was he still looking at the nasty cock? The stranger spoke again. " You little motherfucker. That's it, I'm leaving. But before I step out of this room, I'm going to give you one last chance. If you get your naked, faggot ass out of that bed, and get on your knees over here, and beg to suck my cock, beg to worship it, beg to do whatever I say, and convince me that you want to be my dickslave more than anything else in this whole fucking world, I MIGHT stay. If not, no more chances, assfuck. I'm giving you three seconds. One...two..." And then it snapped. All the denial, all the bullshit. Now Robert had two stark choices. He could keep silent, and let this man go, and get his life back to "normal". He could keep wondering about his strange desires. Or he could quit FOOLING himself, and get on his knees. Of course he wanted to suck cock!! It all came to him now--why he liked the kinds of porno he liked, even why he liked big headed dicks. He wanted to suck them! He had been confused, because he wasn't attracted to men. But he WAS attracted to cocks. And balls. And maybe even assholes, a bit, just because they were so close to the balls. Why else had he layed there so excitedly while this bastard had put on the cock and balls show? Why had his dick been so hard? Why had his mouth watered? Because he wanted to suck it! Knowing the cock was going to leave if he didn't take action caused Robert to finally admit it, to quit lying to himself. And before Robert knew it, before the man could say "three", Robert had scooted out of bed, and was on his knees before the man, muttering, "Please let me suck your cock, please let me suck your cock, please let me suck your cock", over and over. He couldn't resist, and reached for the dick that had tempted him so. "Wait a minute, asshole, not so fast", the man said, and slapped Robert's hand away. "First, a few rules, and you had better follow every fucking one, or I won't even let you sniff my dick meat. Understand?" Robert nodded frantically. "First, you will call me cockmaster, or Cock. You will look at my dick when you speak, unless I say otherwise. My cock is in control. Your name is Cockslave, although I may of course call you Assfuck, or Cumslut, whatever. You will speak only when told to. Most of your conversation will be limited to begging to suck my cock, or other "things". (Robert wondered what that meant) If you do as I say, and you get to suck me, you will be asked to talk as you have my cock in your mouth, or to moan loudly while my dick is in your throat. You had better do a good job. You will follow my orders, and promptly, or you'll be punished. Maybe I'll leave! You'd better do as I say! Do you understand, Cockslave? Robert said, "Yes". He was slapped with cock! "You stupid Cockslave! I told you to not speak unless told to! You spoke!" "I'm sorry", Robert said. "You stupid fuck!" said Cockmaster, " You spoke without permission again!" He slapped Robert again with his dick. " Now, say, "I'm sorry, Cockmaster." Robert did so. Cockmaster told Robert to put his hands by his sides. He came up and rubbed his dick on Robert's face. Robert tried to grab it with his mouth. Cockmaster dickwhipped him, and told him he couldn't lick or suck it until he was given permission. Then Cockmaster teased Robert some more. He told Robert to stick his tongue out. He said Robert had to leave his tongue out, and not to move. Then he set his balls on Robert's tongue. How Robert wanted to suck them, but he knew he couldn't disobey Cockmaster! Then Cockmaster slapped Robert's tongue with his cockshaft. Then he rubbed his delicious dickhead on it. Robert was being tortured! Drool was running down his cheeks! He could see Cock master smiling through his mask. Then cockmaster said Robert could suck his cock, if he could catch it with his mouth! He swung it back and forth, and Robert finally caught it. But Cockmaster told him to let it go! Robert couldn't do it , but Cockmaster threatened to leave, so he did. These sort of cocksuck games went on for awhile, Cockmaster setting the rules, then teasing Robert with his dick in different ways, never letting him suck it for too long. He had Robert get on his knees, because he said Robert was being a fairly good little cockslave, and deserved a treat. He reached into his bag, and then into the dresser drawer by Robert. Robert had KY and a dildo in the drawer! Cockmaster said he knew he'd find something like that, as Robert was a closet fag. The dildo was for Robert's jackoff fun. He had always rationalized it as being something ok for heteros to do. Cockmaster said he would save the dildo for later, but had a treat for Robert. He told Robert to bend over on all fours like the dog fucker he was. Then he had Robert KY his asshole! He put something in it! God, it felt good. At first Robert thought Cockmaster was going to fuck his asshole! That scared him, but he didn't protest! Then cockmaster let Robert REALLY start to suck his cock. He gave Cockslave good instructions, telling him how to lick his balls, tongue and bite his dickhead, etc. He even had Robert lie down, and got over him in 69, and told Robert to lick him just the way he licked Robert. He let Robert use his hands. He told Robert to lay back on the bed, with his head tilted back over the edge, while he fucked his throat. He sat on edge of the bed, and had Robert get on his knees, and tongue his fuck equipment, giving long, powerful, wet laps, that started below Cockmaster's balls, and went slowly all the way up to the tip of his fat dickhead. Cockmaster enjoyed this, and had Robert cover his balls and the whole underside of his cock like this, using his tongue like a paintbrush. He even lay back, and told Robert to lick further under his balls, until he was licking asshole!! Robert was turned on by this. Cockmaster told Cockslave that he could stroke his dick from time to time while sucking Cockmaster. He only let him do it for a few minutes at a time, though. Then Cockmaster said it was time to cum. He had Cockslave beg to swallow his cum, and then got on his back. He had Cockslave get on top in a 69 position, so Cockslave was in a position to swallow all of Cockmaster's cock. Then he directed Cockslave to suck his dick and balls, and rub his balls while being sucked. Cockmaster liked a lot of attention payed to his nuts!! He had Cockslave grease up Cockmaster's asshole, and stick the vibrator up it. The stroking of the vibrator, dick sucking, and ball playing combined to make Cockmaster shoot a huge, powerful wad into Cockslaves' throat. It was tough, but he swallowed it all. Cockslave had been warned that if he didn't keep sucking after Cockmaster's orgasm, Cockmaster might leave. He didn't want that, so of course he gently, then not so gently kept sucking cock, until it was hard again. Cockmaster got up, then went to his bag. He put on a bigger ball strap, and this one REALLY made his balls stick out! He said something about this was so he could really feel them slapping against ass. Cockslave wondered what the hell that was all about. Cockmaster had cockslave lick his newly bound balls, and then told Cockslave to get on his knees. Remember, for all of this time, cockslave had had a butt plug in his ass! Cockmaster said he wanted to put a new one in, but that Cockslave couldn't look. After Cockslave buried his head in the pillow, Cockmaster put something around Cockslave's nuts, then slowly inserted something in his ass. It was longer than the other plug! Then Cockmaster started pushing the object in and out. Then Cockmaster said, "Hey Cockslave, watch yourself get assfucked!" Cockslave looked in the mirror across from the bed, the same mirror Cockmaster had been watching himself get blown in from so many angles, as he took pictures of Cockslave sucking his cock. He saw the nastiest, lewdest sight possible! He saw an ass, his, sticking up in the air. This ass in the mirror was getting FUCKED by another man, with a real cock! Doggy style, by the Cockmaster. The Cockmaster was straddling Cockslave, with his legs spread wide, humping wildly, slamming his meat into Cockslave's quivering, hot asshole. He had a rubber cord with loops at both ends attached to his and Cockslave's nuts. Every time he would pull out, it would pull on both men's nuts. He still had the leather around his balls, too, and his elongated nut sack would whack into Cockslave's ass, sometimes even hitting Cockslaves own nutsack. All together, all of this asshole and nut stimulation was delicious! Cockslave couldn't believe how good it felt! Now he was a cocksucking, cum slurping, ass fucking slut, and he loved it!! He also noticed for the first time a video camera on the dresser that was recording this whole nasty affair!!