My ass was clenching around Paul's pulsing cock. He was pumping a hot load deep in my ass. Paul had found out who I really was and planned to use that against me. To use me for what ever he wanted. If I didn't comply he would tell everyone I knew, my family, my friends that I was gay. He even took a picture of me with his massive cock in my mouth so there was no denying it. I was his blackmail bitch, and I can't say that I minded.
When Paul finished pumping every drop of his man juice into my asshole he pulled his deflating cock out and walked right out of the room without a word. I was still there on his bed with my newly un-virgin ass sticking up in the air. I felt cum start to dribble out and roll down to my hanging balls. I felt so used, I felt like a slut. I heard the water running in the bathroom. I stayed in my vulnerable position until Paul returned. I didn't want to make him mad by moving. I also loved the feeling of being exposed.
"Go get cleaned up slut." Paul barked as he reentered the room.
I turned over and look at him. His hanging cock and balls hypnotized my for a moment. They were glistening from being just washed. I did as I was told and went to the bathroom to clean up. When I closed the door I heard Paul shout from the next room.
"Keep my cum in your ass, clean up everything else boy!"
I wasn't sure why he wanted me to keep his cum in but I did as I was told. As I was washing up I heard Paul speaking in the next room. I could tell he was on the phone. I didn't know who the other person was but it sounded like he was talking about me.
"Yeah, I got him here now.....yeah he's fresh, I just took his cherry.....yeah man first time I seen him..... so you'll be over soon?..... yeah ..... good..... see you soon"
I had no idea what that meant but I assumed we'd be having a visitor soon. I pretended to keep washing for another minute before reemerging to the bedroom. Paul had put on some loose shorts and a tank top.
"All cleaned up boy?" Paul asked as he was setting up a video camera.
"Yes sir." I looked scared and confused at the video camera being set up.
"You're going to be fucking a friend of mine when he gets here. And I want to have a souvenir." Paul said as he loaded the camera with a tape.
I silently nodded and sad on the bed. Paul left the room and I stayed and waited for about 15 minutes before I heard a knock at the door. Paul answered and I could hear him greet our new guest. They talked for a few moments and I could tell the guest was eager to see me.
"There he is." Paul pointed in my direction as he and the new guest entered the door way to the bedroom.
"Mm he's a fine looking one, how old is he looks really young man" The guest brushed his hand over his budge as he looked me over.
