"Can I pick you up at the gas station, as usual?"
The SMS startled me, but it also made me rock hard in an instant. It was Thomas, my boss' boss. He had found out some months back that I was bisexual, submissive and quite regularly visited one of the gay-oriented adult entertainment places in town. When he saw me there, he smiled, caressed my butt and said he'd call on me one of these days.
That was some two month ago. About a week after that first encounter, he sent me a message and asked me out for a drink after work. We had a good evening, and ended up kissing and fondling one another, but nothing more.
In the week thereafter though, he again sent me an SMS and asked if he could pick me up after work, at the local petrol station, which I agreed to. Once in his car, he drove s to the adult entertainment center, he paid and we got into one of the small video booths. He put on a gay movie, and said that he wanted me to suck him off. It all seemed so natural. He is a handsome dark haired man, 15 years older than me, but in great shape. So, I knelt before him and sucked him off, as he watched. Then he drove me home and thanked me for a great evening.
He sent me another thank you SMS, and then started sending me almost daily erotic messages, and sometimes a picture. He'd say things like "I'd love to feel that mouth of yours now, on my ..." or "Would you like to kneel for me in the bathroom this afternoon ...?" It became an erotic game, and turned me on more and more.
On the third occasion we met, and he picked me up at the petrol station, he drove us to a parking lot at a closed shopping mall. There was no one about, and he asked me to step out and strip for him, in the light of the headlights of his car. He had parked it in the middle of the large parking area, which were dimly lit. I was incredibly turned on, and my erect cock showed it. He remained in the car, and when I was completely naked, he backed the car away a little bit, and then stepped out and leaned back against the hood of the car.
"Come her, and kneel before me - Slut!"
It was the first time he called me that, but it somehow made me wanting to submit to him. I left my clothes where they were, and walked towards him. The night was warm, and I felt sensual as I approached him, my hard cock in my hand, and in the light of the headlights. I knelt before him and gave him a passionate blowjob.
He came massively, and I swallowed it all. It seemed so natural, there in the middle of the night, lit up by the car ...
He held me firmly in place until he was done, and then told me to get my clothes but not to dress.
I did as he bid me, picked up my clothes, whilst he stepped into the car and drove up next to me. He lowered the window on the passenger side.
"If you want a ride home, I want you to come naked with me, and ...," he paused for effect, "tell me whose cock whore you are."
I nodded.
"So, tell me ..."
"I am your cock whore Thomas."
He smiled, nodded and opened the door for me, and I got in naked. We drove off in silence.
"I want you to call me Master, when we meet next time, OK?"
"Yes, Master Thomas," I replied.
"Good Whore."
His words hit home, and made me instantly hard.
"I see you liked me calling you that," he laughed as he drove off.
"Masturbate! But don't you dare cum in my car!"
I gently caressed myself, and felt I was close to cumming so had to stop.
We stopped at a traffic light, and two women stood waiting to cross. They turned and looked at us, or rather straight at me. They could not see all of me, but my bare chest made them stare.
"Haha, look at those beautiful women. If they only knew you had been sucking my cock just minutes ago!"
They crossed, whilst looking at me and clearly giggling. I felt a little afraid, and humiliated, but also very turned on.
Shortly thereafter we stopped in front of my apartment house.
"I want you to enter without putting your clothes back on, and not to masturbate and cum until I say you can - understood?"
"Yes," I answered meekly.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, Master."
"Right you are. Now get out, cuck!"
I stepped out with my clothes in my arms, and ran in and took the elevator up to my apartment. Fortunately no one saw me. I went straight to bed, but struggled to fall asleep. I was still so horny, but I had promised ...
After a bad night, I awoke late, and rushed to work. It had all gone so quickly, Thomas finding out about my sexual inclinations and how quickly I had given in to his lusts. Or, wasn't it just as much my lusts?
When I got into the office, I realized I was late for a morning town hall meeting with our CEO. As I sneaked in at the back, into the filled conference room, Thomas caught my eye. He winked at me, and I felt a rush of excitement run through my body.
I tried to concentrate on what was said, but it wasn't very exciting. Our half year results, and plans, etc. So, when I suddenly got a message on my mobile I was happily surprised at the diversion. When I looked at it, I felt both dread and arousal. It was from Thomas.
"Thank you for the session yesterday my slut. Did you keep your promise not to cum? //Your Master"
I looked around to see if anyone could see what I had just read, but fortunately no one seemed to have noticed. I quickly answered.
"No Master, I haven't cum yet, but I wold very much like to. i also enjoyed yesterday."
I added the last bit, but almost regretted it as I pushed for send. I was admitting that I was enjoying the situation.
Thomas immediately answered.
"Good. Then you can, but on the condition that I get to watch. Directly after this meeting, we see each other in the men´s toilet on the first floor."
"OK," I responded, and sat with a swiftly beating heart and huge hard on, longing for the meeting to end.
When the meeting finally ended, and everyone made their way back to their desks, I headed downstairs to the men's bathroom. As I enter, Jason, a tall black guy in Marketing, greets me. He has just done what he came for, and leaves. I stand waiting for Thomas, gently caressing myself.
Soon the door opens, and Thomas enters. He comes close to me, and we stand still for a while.
