Date: Mon, 8 Mar 2004 19:05:31 -0800 (PST)
From: Sean-y Boy <seanyboyboy2013@gmail.com>
Subject: Constant Service - Part 6 - Sunday Service - 2am till the Gym

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Constant Service

Part 6: Sunday Service - 2am till the Gym


I felt two hands pressing firmly into my hips, as I was quickly pulled off
the tiny bed so my feet fell to the floor and my waist was bent.  My ass
was exposed in the air, and I was facing the blank wall the bed was
against.  His hands were persistent, forcefully grabbing at my hips so I
was in position.  They felt warm and calloused against my smooth skin as
one of them felt its way up my back to the back of my head.  He grabbed me
by the hair, and I felt the enormous head of his prick begin to slide into
my ass cheeks.  It was already well lubricated, and I could feel it slide
into me easily.  My ass was still sore from my night with Jimmy, but it
didn't matter.  I was going to get fucked hard, and I knew it.

Part of me thought this was a dream, but then his cock slammed into my
asshole with no hesitation, and I was shook to consciousness.  I screamed
out as his hard dick forced its way into me without stopping, and I felt
obscenely full.  One hand was holding the back of my head by the hair so my
neck was pulled up, and the other was clutching my hip to pull my ass onto
his cock.  He buried his huge dick into my tender asshole, and I felt his
wiry pubes against my ass.

He pulled out slowly, scraping every inch of my asshole with his dick to
make sure I felt it. His hands were very rough, continuously pulling my
hair so my neck was jerked up.  He paused at the end of my asshole so only
his dickhead was in me.  It felt like forever that he stayed in this
position, and then he suddenly slammed into me so his cock was crammed all
the way up me, and I screamed again.  I could feel his cock press against
my insides, and I felt completely full and invaded.  He held his cock all
the way inside of me for a while, making slow circles with his hips and
quick jabs so my asshole stretched to accommodate him.

It was completely dark in my little bedroom as the shades were closed.  I
had no clue what time it was, but it must have been around 2 or 3 in the
morning.  My room consisted of a very small single bed that was pushed
against the wall, a window, and a small bathroom off to the side.  It was
sparse and unimaginative, as I rarely spent time in here.  I only used it
to sleep and shower on occasion when I was in trouble, and we rarely had
sex in here.  In fact, the only other time I can remember him being in here
was when I was in serious trouble before.  That time I was restricted to
this room, all my meals were sent up, and I had only seen him when he
needed to get off.

I was very aware of him in my room, as his presence was large and the room
was tiny.  I felt him pull out of me again slowly, his hand still grasping
my hair tightly, and then he slammed into me again so that the room echoed
with the sounds of skin against skin.  I screamed out again, completely
unprepared for this assault, his cock filling me completely.

He continued this pace for a while, each time making me scream, each thrust
timed differently.  He was intent on keeping me awake and making me feel
every movement of his cock in my asshole.

I had done what he said earlier, showered and thoroughly cleaned myself in
and out.  I had applied lotion to my ass and body to help sooth it from
getting abused by Jimmy.  I had drifted off to sleep soon after, exhausted
after the day I had had.

I could smell his sex in the room.  The July heat still clung to
everything, and my tiny room wasn't ventilated well.  I was starting to
sweat from being used, and each thrust into me made a lewd "Slap" sound
that filled the room.

He began to thrust into me quicker, working up a steady rhythm so his cock
was repeatedly shoving in and out of my asshole.  I was in an uncomfortable
position, and his cock angled into me, touching my most sensitive areas.  I
heard his breathing from behind me as his motions continued to get faster
and more persistent.  He never let go of my head, so his fucking motion
kept pulling my neck back over and over.

His cock was really doing a number on my ass.  He would push all the way
in, grind his crotch into my ass, moving his hips around so that every inch
of his huge cock found every corner inside of me.  I was in pain and
pleasure, and I kept moaning underneath him.  He never said a word, just
continued to use my ass.

It felt like he was in me for well over an hour, always going in and out,
fucking my ass raw, never stopping to reapply lube, just repeatedly shoving
his dick into me over and over.  I was screaming out by this point, his
cock completely abusing every inch of my asshole.  My ass was so sensitive
and it was spasming around his dick.  I shuddered as he kept up his pace,
fucking into me in and out, never releasing his grip on me.  I felt so
violated by his dick, but I knew better than to say anything.  The only
thing I could do was moan underneath his powerful bulk.

I felt his thrusts into me become faster, and he pushed his cock into me
all the way.  He jabbed into there a few times, pushing his pelvis against
my ass.  His breathing had quickened, his grip on my hair and hip even more
tight and forceful, and he unloaded his cum up my asshole.  I felt his dick
throb inside of me, sending sharp pains up my body as my ass was so sore.
His cum coated my insides, and I felt him repeatedly jabbing his dick into
me the furthest it would go.  He shot a load for what felt like minutes,
and all I could do was cry out as his cock exploded in my ass.

He held his cock into me for another moment or two, milking the feeling of
his orgasm.  He finally pulled out of me quickly, making a popping sound.
I felt him grab his dick and wipe it all over my ass a few times.  I felt
his cum and lube all over my ass as he did his best to clean his prick off.
He pulled me up off the bed by the hair a little bit, and then just threw
me back onto the bed and left.  I was alone now, still bent over on the
bed, and I felt his cum slowly dribbling out of my still spasming asshole.

He had come in, used my asshole roughly and however he wanted, didn't say a
word, and then just left.  I stayed in that same position for a moment just
thinking about what had happened.  I reached around behind me and felt his
cum leaking out of my ass, and brought it back to my face smelling it.  I
licked my hand clean tasting his salty semen, and I realized I had just
been used like a bitch.  I didn't even see him as he was fucking me, I only
felt him invading my ass from behind.  I felt so used and humiliated, and I
was pretty upset.  He had never really treated me like a bitch before.
Even when he would just use me to get off, he would at least say something
to me, a few words here and there.  I didn't know what to think, and I
slowly leaned up off the bed, dizzy in my thoughts.

I slowly limped into the bathroom, my asshole still twitching and hurting,
his cum swishing around inside of me, and I turned on the lights.  I
squinted into the brightness of the bathroom, and sat down on the toilet,
extracting his cum from my asshole.  I sat there in silence, my ass still
hurting on the hard toilet seat.  I heard his cum hit the water lewdly, and
I knew I had to straighten up.  I hated being treated this way, and this
was his way of saying I had majorly fucked up.  Another wad of his cum fell
out of my asshole, the water splashing back against my ass.  I buried my
head in my hands, hoping tomorrow would be a better day.

I don't know how many more times he came and used me that night.  I
remember being fucked again relentlessly in different positions, his cock
never going soft.  I remember being buried in his crotch, licking his
sweaty nutsack, throating his cock, swallowing his load.  I remember him
slapping his cock across my face for a long time, never saying a word, just
smacking his wet stinking prick over and over on my face.  I remember
licking out his rank armpits, him grabbing my head and forcing me into
them.  I remember shoving my tongue up his stinking asshole as he sat on my
face grinding himself to me.  I remember him fucking on top of me with me
on my back, as he pressed himself into me on the tiny bed.  I was flung
every which way as he drilled his dick into me, pinching and pulling on my
nipples.  I remember him dumping his final load of cum all over my face,
into my hair, having some of it go into my nostrils so I was coughing up
his cum.  The entire night was a blur, and I just remember being used over
and over again by him, his smell and rough touch never leaving my mind.

When I opened my eyes to warm sunlight creeping in through blinds, I felt
the weight of him sleeping over me.  I was lying under him, my legs wrapped
his legs, his morning wood pressing into my crotch as he laid on top of me.
His left arm was over me, spread over and hanging off the single bed so his
armpit was right in my face.  I was crumpled up on my back underneath him,
his head was to my side, and I felt his stubbled chin on my shoulder.  His
entire weight was on me so his hairy chest was pressed to my chest.  I
breathed him in, his musky masculine scent filling the entire room.  I
tilted my head up and stared down his muscular back down to his ass.  His
legs were hanging off the edge of the bed, and I was trapped underneath
him.  I felt him breathing deeply on me, still lost in his sleep.  I had to
piss really badly, but I just waited for him to wake.

I laid there, eyes open, taking him in.  He was such a handsome man that I
couldn't harbor any ill feelings to how he used me during the night.  I
felt warm underneath him, and though I was a bit uncomfortable, I didn't
want to get up.

When he finally stirred, he reached around completely unaware of me and
scratched his own ass.  I just stayed still, letting him wake from his
sleep.  He rubbed his unshaven chin against my shoulder, finally
acknowledging me.  He nuzzled into the side of my head, pressing his erect
cock into my crotch, and took my earlobe in between his teeth, chewing on
it.  I let out a little gasp, and lifted my ass up to meet my crotch with
his cock so that my piss hard was pressing against his huge dick.  I moved
my hands down his back, and grabbed his ass holding onto it, loving the
muscular toned feel of it.

"Fuck, I can't believe I stayed here all night," he said in between chewing
on my ear, "what time is it?" he asked.

"uuuuuhh, I dunno..." I said moaning a bit at his attention.

His hand traced up my stomach and found my nipple squeezing it.  "Mmmmm,
you're so soft..." he mumbled into my ear, "The boys'll be here tonight at
9 in the guest house...I want you dressed and ready to go by 8, got it?" he
said pulling on my nipple a little harder.

"Yes, Sir, ooooooooh," I replied reeling from his tongue in my ear, and his
hand on my nipple.

"Good.  Now I want a blowjob...," he said, twisting my nipple between his
fingers.

He got up off of me, and leaned against the wall so his legs were spread on
the bed, his feet just the floor.  His cock was pointing straight-out, and
it was hard as a rock, pulsing up and down a bit.  There was a big drop of
pre-cum coming out of the head.

I got down on the floor on my knees, and leaned into his crotch.  The smell
was intense, pure masculine crotch smell, and it overwhelmed me.  I took in
his huge prick, the shaft completely straight, the head contoured just
right, the thick bush surrounding it, the low hanging hairy balls.  This
was the same cock that had abused my asshole just a few hours ago, and here
I was about to service it with all I had.  I didn't mind much.

I leaned in and licked the drop of pre-cum off his cockhead, savoring the
salty taste in my mouth.  Out of all the loads of semen I've swallowed, his
was the best tasting right down to his pre-cum.

"That's it, Seany-boy, kiss it...kiss it nice and good, you dick-licking
faggot," he said.  He loved talking dirty to me and he knew how humiliating
it was to me.

I took his dick in my palm, feeling the weight of it, and holding it up so
I could kiss the end a few times.  I smacked my lips on his cockhead,
trying to get it wet, sticking my tongue just into his pisshole.  It tasted
so good, his pre-cum was free flowing now, and the musky smell of his
crotch was intoxicating.

"How many cocks have you sucked, Sean?  Do you even know...I bet you can't
even remember but it must be hundreds...how many nasty old dicks did you
suck before I found you, huh...Nothing compares to my Big Dick, does it
boy?" he asked as I kept kissing his dickhead, "Answer me dickbreath..."

I looked up at him, "I dunno, Sir, I've blown a lot of men...you're right,
probably hundreds, and you're right Sir, nothing compares to your cock, I
love sucking it so much, Sir," I replied and gave his cock another kiss.

"Of course you do, Sean.  Put the head in your mouth and suck...just the
head," He said looking down at me with a lewd smirk on his face, "You see,
Sean, you are a cocksucker...its the only thing you know how to do...you
service men and if you're lucky you get to blow a man like me.  How many
times did I use you last night?  You liked it, didn't you, you pussy?  You
liked being used like a bitch..."

"Yes, Sir..." I said.

"Did I tell you to take your mouth of my dick?" He said grabbing the back
of my head and pulling it towards his cock.  I put his dickhead back in my
mouth and sucked.

"Start sucking boy, you're gonna have a sore jaw today," he said, pushing
my head down further on his dick.

I bobbed my head up and down, getting his cock nice and wet, loving the
feeling of it my mouth.  I could taste and smell him so strongly, and I was
making sucking noises with my mouth.  I'd reach the head and swirl my
tongue around trying to get a taste of his pre-cum, then go back down and
slide his dick into my mouth, each time taking more and more.  I loved
staring into his crotch, his thick dark bush was the only thing I could
see.

"Yeeeeah, blow me, faggot," he said pressing his hand at the back of my
head, "show me how much you love it."

I increased my pace bobbing my head up and down, milking his big dick the
best I could.  I felt the head of his cock slip into my throat, and I
contracted my throat to accomodate him.  I finally swallowed all ten inches
of his thick cock so my lips were brushing against his pubes.  He held my
head there for a few moments.

"That's it dickbreath, take it all, take my fucking cock...come on
cocksucker, blow me..." he said loudly, getting more into it, thrusting his
hips off the bed a bit to meet my mouth.

We worked up a steady rhythm as I would suck up and down, taking different
amounts of his cock in my mouth, then pulling all the way back until only
the head was in my mouth.  I'd run my tongue all over the head feeling the
smooth hardness of it, his pre-cum so strong tasting in my mouth.  Then I'd
slide my mouth down the length of his dick, feeling the thickness of it in
my mouth, and he'd meet my mouth by thrusting his crotch into my face when
I was all the way down.  He'd hold my head all the way onto his dick so
that my whole face was pressed up against his bush.  I could feel his balls
press up against my chin, and my whole face stank of his crotch.

"Suck me baby...mmmhmmmmm, feels good, huh?  you like my big fuckin cock,
doncha?  suck it slower for me, daddy likes it slow...your jaw is gonna be
sore today, suck it you cock slut..." he said to me as I mouthed his dick.

My jaw was indeed getting sore as I kept up the pace of blowing him for a
while.  His cock was so big it filled my mouth to the brim.  I had to
stretch open my mouth just to get it in there, and my saliva was dripping
down all around his cock.

He took his cock out of my mouth and said, "Keep your mouth open,
faggot...stick your tongue out."  He grabbed his cock by the shaft, and
started slapping my tongue with it.  He was getting aggressive and playful.
He took his cock, and held it up to his stomach, then he'd let go so his
cock would smack face.  He did this over and over, laughing above me, "You
really do love my stinkin' dick, doncha pussyboy? Get down and lick my
nuts..."

I leaned into his crotch further to get access to his hairy balls.  I had
to bend in further onto the bed, so my knees were off the floor, and I was
in an awkward position.  He was like a king on a throne, and I was like
some twisted puppy licking at his nutsack.  I stuck my tongue out lapped up
his right nut, feeling the hairs coarse my tongue.  He was very sweaty and
ripe, and his balls tasted strong.  He continuously smacked his hard dick
on my face, and I could tell it was leaving red marks.  His cock was slick
with saliva and pre-cum, and I felt both cling to my face.

"Lick em, baby...lick my fucking nuts.  I'm gonna floss your mouth out with
my ball hair you ball eating cunt...look at you tonguing my sweaty
nuts...you really are a fucking cocksucker," he said.  He continued to
verbally abuse me, and his cock kept smacking my face, making loud wet
sounds in the room.

"Take em in your mouth," he said.

I opened my mouth and his right nut slipped in between my lips, and I
licked it all over.  He was moaning a bit above, as I tried to get his
other nut into my mouth.  His balls were so big, it was pretty much
impossible, but I knew he liked me trying.  I felt the hair on them inside
my mouth, and the salty taste permeated my senses.  His cock was leaving
wet marks all over my face as he continued slapping my face with it.

"Come on faggot, on your knees, I wanna fuck your throat," he said slapping
his dick on my face pretty hard.

I moved away from his crotch and stayed on my knees as he climbed off the
bed.  He looked gorgeous in the morning light, the sun capturing his
magnificent body perfectly.  He had that dirty smirk on his face as he
stepped toward me, his huge cock jutting out from his crotch, hanging
slightly downward from the weight of it.  It glistened from my saliva and
his pre-cum, the head red and swollen.  It looked like a deadly weapon.  He
towered over me as I looked up into his face, past his well developed hairy
chest, to the stubble on his face.  He looked down on me, giving me a dirty
smile.

"You ready for my meat, pussyboy?" he asked as he grabbed the back of my
head with both hands and jerked his hips left and right as his cock slapped
my cheeks.  I felt the wetness of it, and it hurt somewhat as he wasn't
being too gentle. "Get those lips and throat ready, cocksucker."

He held the back of my head in place, pushing it back so that my lips were
at the tip of his massive throbbing dick.  I parted my lips and held out my
tongue as he moved his hips forward so his dick pushed its way into my
mouth.  I had to stretch open my mouth to accommodate the thickness of it.
He slowly slid his cock all the way into my mouth, and I gagged a bit when
it met my throat.

"Yeah, take it," he said, pushing his cockhead into my throat.  I did my
best to swallow his thick prick as he kept pushing it into my throat, and I
tried my best not to gag.

Finally, his tool was all the way down.  He held the back of my head into
his crotch so all I could see was the hair on his stomach leading down to
his crotch, and my nose was buried in his rank bush.  I felt his nutsack
hanging below my chin.  I coughed and gagged a bit on his dick, and I had
to breathe through my nose.

"Yeah, Sean-y boy, swallow my cock, it feels good down your throat," he
said above me.

He began to pull his dick back slowly, his hands never leaving the back of
my head.  I felt his cock slide out of my throat, and he paused when just
the head of his cock was in my mouth.

"You ready to get your face fucked, cocksucker?  Look up at me with those
pretty eyes..." he said.

I looked up at his face while swirling my tongue around his dickhead.  He
was looking down at me like an lion ready to pounce.  He had that wicked
smile on his face when he was about to use me hard.

We stayed like that for a brief moment, I was looking at him, he was
staring back at me, both of us knew what was to come.  He finally ended the
wait and pushed his cock all the way down my mouth into my throat.  I
gagged from the quickness of his thrust, but he didn't seem to notice.  He
pushed his dick all the way into my mouth until I was again buried in his
pubes, and he quickly pulled out again, and pushed it in again.  He began
fucking my face as hard he could, holding the back of my head with both
hands, and shoving his dick into my mouth.  He would push all the way into
my mouth, hold for a few seconds, circle his hips, and pull out again.  He
held my head firmly in place as he fucked in and out of my mouth.

"Yeah, cocksucker, take it, take it all down your mouth...you like my dick,
doncha you faggot?  Take it, boy, take it," he said to me, fucking in and
out of my mouth constantly.

My mouth was so sore from being wrapped around his dick for the last hour
or so.  The room was filled with his voice and slurping sounds as he
continued to pound his cock into my mouth.  I kept looking up at him,
getting brief looks at his face, and he just kept using my mouth.

"Suck it, baby, you look good down on your knees...you like it, come on,
take it...I'm gonna cum down your cocksucking throat...mmmmmm...yeah, take
it..." he said, moaning above me.

He pushed his dick all the way down my throat and grabbed my hair, holding
his cock there.  My jaw was hurting so much, and he just held his cock
there, making quick little jabs.  My throat contracted around his dick as I
tried my best to swallow.  I tried to look up at him, but all I could see
was his tight firm stomach up to his well developed chest.  His head was
thrown back, and I felt his dick throb in my mouth.

"Uh uh uh, oh yeah...ahhhhhhhhh, take it, boy..." he said as he finally let
loose his load.  I felt his dick spasm in my mouth, and his cum hit my
throat.  It felt warm, and he just held his dick all the way down there, I
felt his hairy sweaty nuts pressed up against my chin.  He must have shot 8
or 9 times into my throat, and pulled out a bit so the final two shots
landed in my mouth.

"Mmmmhhhmmmmmm, yeah, baby..." he moaned above me.

He pressed his crotch into my face one final time, then slipped his dick
out of my mouth, still holding on the back of my head.

"You liked that, baby?" he asked with laugh, titling my head up to meet
his.

"Yes, Sir," I replied his cum still in mouth.

"Thought you might...give it a kiss" he said pulling my face to his crotch
and his now semi-hard dick.  I kissed his cock a few times as he rubbed his
crotch into my face.  I felt his dick move around my face, and I finally
swallowed the remains of his orgasm, the taste so strong in my mouth.  He
was laughing lightly above as he rubbed his crotch into my face.

"Mmm, that felt good.  I need to piss, come here," he said, motioning me
towards the little bathroom.

I got up and followed him into the bathroom.  My mouth was so sore, my
whole body ached from the pounding I received last night from both Jimmy
and him.  Could Jimmy really have been last night?  I knew I had to rest up
today if I got the chance cause the men at the poker game were gonna be
brutal.  My whole body was sore, and a limped my way into the bathroom,
still tasting his cum.

He was at the toilet, holding his dick, getting ready to piss.

"Get down here and lick my asshole," he said to me.

I dropped to my knees behind him, and pressed my face into his crack.  I
reached up and parted his strong ass cheeks, and the smell of his ass was
intense.  I heard him relax, and his loud stream of piss hit the toilet.  I
leaned in and stuck my tongue into his hairy ass, finding his hole and
licking it all around in and out.  His piss grew louder as fucked my tongue
in and out of his asshole, and I felt him clench it a few times.  The smell
and taste were so powerful I almost wanted to pull away, but I persisted.
He must have pissed for a good two minutes, and hearing him pissing made me
realize how badly I still needed to go.  My dick was hard, and I felt the
pressure building in my bladder.  He let out a loud fart into my mouth, my
whole face was buried in his ass and my tongue was inside his asshole.  It
tasted and smelled awful, but I knew better than to pull away.

"The breakfast of champions, huh?" he said, laughing at his own joke.  He
reached around back and scratched his ass, letting out another fart.  He
grabbed the back of my head, and pushed my face into his hairy ass.

"I'm gonna go workout, you get yourself cleaned...and I mean squeaky clean,
Sean...then come down and join me in the gym, got it?" he said, punctuating
his command by pushing the back of my head further into his furry ass.

I flicked my tongue into his hole a couple more times, then mumbled into
his ass loudly, "Yes, Sir."

"Good," he said, and let go of my head and walked out of the bathroom
without even looking back at me.  He disappeared from the bedroom as I
watched him leave taking in his gorgeous body again.  I stared at his ass
and powerful back loving every inch of him.

I finally stood up to piss, and his yellow piss was still in the toilet, he
never bothered to flush it.  I relaxed, feeling every muscle on my body
ache, and let out my piss.  I stank so bad, my whole body smelled like his
sex, and I was still tasting his cum and ass in my mouth - and I was really
horny.  I thought about jacking off, but I knew better than to risk it with
him home.  I had to go spot him in the gym, and he basically told me to do
an enema, so I really didn't have time.  I finished pissing, turned the
shower on, and started brushing my teeth, my cock never going soft.  I kept
reliving the sex from the night before, getting banged over and over in the
dark.  I wanted to cum so badly.

I opened a new enema package, hopped into the shower and rinsed myself of
well.  The warm water felt so good on my aching body, and I wish I could
have taken my time but I knew I couldn't.  I quickly showered, did the
enema, and found a clean pair of baggy track pants to wear.  I didn't
bother combing my hair or finding a shirt, and made my way to the gym
barefoot, knowing that it was going to be one long Sunday...


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