Note: This story is based on an old story that was going around years ago. Unfortunately, I can't find it anywhere and have no idea who the author was.
I wrote an ad on craigslist, it read as follows: "Submissive bicurious male, 28, seeking dominant male interested in regular discreet encounters". Short and to-the-point. I made a throwaway email address for it. I was going to be as cautious as possible.
Within a week I had received over 50 responses from all sorts of guys. Several of them sounded okay but one stood out.
In his email he sounded very dominant and wanted a guy to perform oral sex without reciprocation. He included his phone number so I called him up and we chatted in more detail about what we were each looking for. His name was Dean and seemed like a cool guy. We clicked on the phone and decided to meet for a beer that very night.
I got to the bar a few minutes early and sat down in a booth. He arrived a few minutes later, I waved to him and he came over. He was 40 but looked younger, tall and fit. We both ordered a beer and settled back into our private booth. We talked more about how we wanted things to work and it seemed that we were a perfect match. It appeared I would be his personal cocksucker on a regular basis.
He started telling me things he would do to me and make me do.
"You and my cock are gonna become very good friends. Your mouth is gonna be my personal pussy - I plan on pumping hundreds of loads down your throat and painting your face. You'll always know who the boss is", he said.
I could tell this was going to be a very pleasurable situation for both of us. He moved closer to me and told me to reach under the table and rub his crotch. I hesitated a moment, then reached over and tentatively rubbed my hand across his hard-on through his jeans. He was really hard and really big. He had told me he was 8 inches cut with big, heavy balls and from what I could tell so far, he was telling the truth.
He told me to undo the zipper and free his meat. I was a little nervous to do this in public but where we were sitting no one would be able to see a thing. When I didn't do it right away he looked me in the eyes and said "Do as I say, take out my cock".
I admittedly liked how he was already bossing me around and proceeded to open his zipper and reach in for his large piece of meat. He wasn't wearing underwear and I wrapped my hand around his fat dick. I couldn't believe I was playing with another man's dick in public, and that I would soon be on my knees with it sliding down my throat. Once I freed his cock from his pants I began to slowly stroke it.
"You like that big dick? Just imagine how good it's going to feel when it's pounding your face. You should know, once it enters your mouth for the first time you belong to my big dick. You'll become the property of my cock. Lets finish our beers and head to my car," he said.
We drank the rest of our beers and I reluctantly let go of his cock. He stuffed it back in his pants and we got up and went out to the parking lot. I hadn't planned on sucking him tonight, basically I thought we'd talk and see if we got along and then set up a time to get together if we both still wanted to.
I told him I needed time to think about it but he just kept walking and said "This is your only chance, cocksucker. Submit to my cock tonight, or lose it forever." It appeared things had already begun.
He had a nice truck and we both climbed in.
"Lots of room" he said and he unzipped his pants and pulled them down to just above his knees. "Stroke my cock and play with my balls while I drive" he ordered and I did as I was told.
We were so high up no one could see me playing with him as he drove. It was kind of a turn-on to be in this guy's truck playing with his balls and stroking his cock and then see other people in traffic. His cock was getting hard and he told me to stroke slowly. I slowly pumped his big dick and only a few more minutes passed before we pulled into his driveway.
He owned a townhouse and lived alone. He did up his pants and we went into his place. Once inside he began to take off his clothes. He ordered me to do the same and we were both naked in seconds.
He handed me a collar and leash and told me to put it on. I did and handed him the leash, handing him total control.
"It's time I showed you your place", he said. He pulled on the leash and I fell to my knees before his fat cock. "Sniff my cock, faggot. Take in the scent that's going to own you", he ordered.
I began to lean in when his large hand grasped the back of my head and pulled it forward into his junk.
My nose was crammed between his muscular thigh and heavy nutsack and I began to sniff right beneath his thick cock.
"That's it. Take in that cockscent. Your face is my cock's territory now", he gloated.
I buried my face in his bush and took in his manly, musky scent.
"Sniff under my balls", he commanded.
I nestled my nose beneath his sack and took deep, long sniffs and found the musk was even stronger. I didn't know why, but every time I inhaled my knees felt even weaker and I lost control a little bit more.
"Now kiss it, prove to it how much you want it to fuck your face. You're gonna earn it", he said.
I planted a kiss on his swollen cockhead. By now his dick was totally erect and would slap me in the face as I maneuvered around it, making out with his hairy crotch. I couldn't help myself and began licking it. His shaft glistened with my saliva as I swirled my tongue all around his swollen head.
