Thank you again for the responses, the last submission is this series was not as well received. This will finish this series if it is not pleasing to the readers. Thank you all so much for the support, it is truly appreciated.
Chapter 7
I drove home in a complete daze, my dick straining against my pre cum soaked panties. I did everything asked of me, I embarrassed myself while shopping, I have been looking at every man's cock that I walk near, I have worshipped David's cock. Absolutely everything he has asked, I so desperately wanted his cock, it's all I even think about.
When I got back to my dorm room, I put my new panties away and threw out 4 pair of underwear as I was told to do. I have changed so much recently, but what was happening now simply didn't seem fair to me, I felt so frustrated. But I was determined to please him, to do as he asked. Why did I try and kiss him, what came over me, I am acting like a faggot. I needed him, I needed his cock, I was so hungry for his cum, why was he doing this to me.
I needed to do as he said or I would not be getting his cock anytime soon, in my heart I knew this to be true. I am to wear my panties and new jeans, stare at other men's cocks. That is his expectations, and I will follow them, I must follow them to get what I needed. I should think focus completely on doing so, I threw the 4 pair of underwear away as he instructed. Why not throw almost all of them away, only keep a few and buy more panties. I like how they feel, and they show off my dick so well.
If I do so I can text him and let him know what I've done, he will see and recognize my efforts to please him. I went to my dresser and removed all but 3 pair, putting them in a trash bag I was determined. I walked straight out to the dumpster to discard them immediately, no second thoughts. As I walked, I could feel my dick rubbing against my jeans, I was so hard and so sure it was very noticeable. I walked past several men and noticed every crotch, every cock.
Knowing every single cock, I looked at had balls full of cum, the feeling of pride in pleasuring a man and receiving the reward of warm cum was exhilarating. I absolutely loved it. I went back to my room and text David, letting him know what I had done with my underwear.
I waited patiently, anxious for his response. Here I sit, my dick throbbing in my panties, horny as I have ever been waiting on another man to text me. Life is so strange, how things unfold. My phone vibrated, like a lovestruck teen I grabbed it.
He responded, "I am so proud of you, you are doing so very well, I really appreciate you taking the initiative. To show my appreciation here is a picture for you, I want you to set it as the background on your phone."
It was a picture of his hard cock, the cock I was craving. But he was proud of me and appreciated what I had done. It feels so amazing pleasing him in anyway. The picture was beautiful in every way, how could I set it as my background. What if someone were to see it? I can't worry about that I need to do as he says, show him my devotion.
I set it on my phone and text him back, "Thank you, I love the pic, it is set on my phone."
I did love it, I was just staring at it, thinking of how much I loved it when he text back.
"Good boy, you are becoming a truly wonderful faggot. Have a great few days."
He loves when I do as he says, I loved it also, I felt a sense of pride in pleasing him, wanting to make him happy. It was late and I had an early class I need to try and sleep. I got ready for bed and it felt different wearing my panties to bed, very comfortable.
I woke up and realized I had tossed and turned all night, I got in the shower and it felt wonderful to actually touch my throbbing dick. I can't touch myself sexually, David was clear about that, but any touch was pleasant as horny as I was. I quickly got dressed and made sure my dick was very visible, I felt good in my new jeans and panties and was looking forward to looking at cocks.
As I walked, I realized it was becoming much easier and more comfortable to notice the men as I walked past them. I could easily tell the ones that were hard, which made me tingle. I was feeling such desperation, I needed to suck cock, I was so hungry for cum. I was enjoying looking at these men, staring at their cocks, wondering what they looked like, felt like, tasted like.
When I sat down in my first class I was so turned on, I kept looking at the picture of David's cock. I was in love, I adored this cock, I desperately wanted to please David, to do as he said. It was becoming more of a natural feeling to me. The class ended and I was excited to look at more cocks. As I was leaving, I bumped into the guy that helped me pick out my jeans. I apologized and he replied, "No problem, hey, how are the jeans working for you?"
"Very well, thank you I'm wearing a pair today."
"I noticed, they do look a little feminine, but it did give you what you wanted."
He noticed my dick, I looked at his crotch, he wasn't hard, but it looked nice.
"Thank you and thank you so much for helping me, I do appreciate it."
"Anytime, we have a huge selection of feminine attire to choose from."