Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2012 05:25:25 -0800 (PST) From: T G <mastert44@ymail.com> Subject: Gay / Authoritarian: What You Thought You Wanted Disclaimer: This is Nifty. You know the rules, policies and disclaimers. Respect them! This story is about two adult men engaged in consentual sexual activity. As I've read on here so many times too, even though these guys don't use a rubber doesn't mean you shouldn't! Wrap it up! This is my first stab at writing adult fantasy. I never expected my first one would be authoritarian! I'd like to know what you think of the story. Please send any praise or CONSTRUCTIVE criticism to me at... WHAT YOU THOUGHT YOU WANTED By MasterT44@ymail.com, 2012 You've been on my mind a lot lately. I'm tired of it. You need to service my cock and get out of my life until I call for you again. If I call for you again, you'll be there. We both know you will. You can't help yourself and it is wrong of you to think it's possible to deny me. As punishment, I'm ordering you now not to touch your body until you're done reading this. It's your fault you've been on my mind: posting that pretty picture to your profile of your fuckhole smiling wide and waiting to be filled. If you didn't want me thinking about you, you should have been more discreet. Done is done. You told me what you want in your profile. That was cute. But you knew--even acknowledged as you wrote it--that I am in charge of your body... not you! So now I'm going to use it and you're going along for the ride. I'm overweight for my average height, very hairy and my cock wouldn't be impressive even if I was the "correct" weight, but if you wanted- No, if you were a man you'd have known what you want from me. You're just a cock whore and any cock will do for you, so you'll be used by mine. I am a man and I know what I want: I want to use your holes; I want to get this burning for that smiling hole out of my body; and I want to show you why I am a man and why you are not. In the next few minutes I'll email your profile (coming from "Master T") with an order that you text my phone number (included) immediately. Every 15 minutes I have to wait for that message to arrive will be punished. You'll give me your address. Then I'll tell you what time to expect my car to arrive at your house. You'll be prompt. You'll be naked with a bath towel over your shoulder and your house keys in one hand; you will walk out to the street where my car is waiting for you. My window will be open and I'll decide if your mouth hole is pretty enough for my cock. If it is, you'll toss your house keys into my glove box and then be allowed to open the door and enter my car. Don't sit on the seat! That's for people. If you're a good cock whore maybe I'll let you sit there on your towel. We'll see. For now you'll kneel in the leg space with your body upright and your cock and balls propped up on the edge of the seat. I'll take a few photos to remind you (and anyone else I need/want to) later of how you submitted yourself to me completely in the first few seconds. If you're lucky it will rekindle the burning in my blood and I will call for you again. I've only worn my thin t-shirt and baggy cotton workout shorts. You won't have any trouble finding my cock with your hand in the tented fabric. Stroke it softly while I drive. No, I don't care if other cars can see you! Shut the fuck up and do as you're told! For that interruption I'll tweak your nipple hard and you'll thank me for it twice: once because I corrected you instead of throwing you out of the car and once because I touched your body in a way that brought me no pleasure. When the first drop of precum is visible in the fabric, you may expose it to your bare skin. Pull my shorts down a little and let my cock and balls feel the wind coming from our open windows. Stroke my cock some more with your whole hand now and brush my hairy balls with your fingertips. They like that feeling... Pull on them gently by stroking my balls from above and below intermittently. That's nice! I've been waiting for this for too long now. Bend over the seat and lick my cock. I don't have to worry about teeth with you... No decent cock whore would ever let teeth be an issue. When I put my hand on the back of your head, you'll know it's time to start a nice smooth blowjob. We're in no hurry. The car is fueled and I've got time to enjoy it. But too much of a good thing is a waste... After a while I start to urge you with my hand on your head and you pickup the pace. I'll pull over to the curb and you'll know it's time to get the cum out of that cock. If you've been a good cock whore up to now, I'll let you work that cock the best you can... This is your time to impress me. I'll fold the seat back and let you get right down to the root. Don't waste this chance! This load isn't for tasting. You've done your job well enough for now. I grab the back of your neck with one hand and the top of your head with the other and crush you down on my cock while it fires into your mouth and throat. You'll get some on your tongue and have time to enjoy a job well done. After the climax of this first cum, I'll relax my grips and pet your head. Yes, I'll give you this second reward for doing that one simple task... I can be a generous man when I've just cum. Finish cleaning off my cock and suckling out the drips of cum... My cock should be completely flaccid before I see your face come up. Look at that precum on my car seat! You shithead! Lick it up now! Polish the vinyl with your towel so there's no mark. I had just been rewarding you and then that! I'm tweaking both nipples this time and don't you fucking complain! I'm driving back towards your home now. If you want to cum so badly, start kissing my cock and begging me for forgiveness. The feel of your kisses and the pleading in your cock whore voice is getting me hard again. I know a place in this part of town where we can do this right. The place has been closed for a couple years and the cops don't bother to patrol the darkened lot. A cock whore should know how to perform... Not just sexual acts on a cock but how to entice a cock into action. This lot is your stage tonight. You get out of the car with your towel, step in front of the car lights several feet away and layout the towel to stand on. If you want to cum... If you want me to use you... If you want a ride home you'd better make this hot! I put the camera in video mode and start recording. Being careful not to touch your body with your hands, you gyrate, bend and flex showing off every inch of skin. The gentle thrusts of your rhythm and the slight look of fear on your face call out my need to rut inside you and show you how nurturing a man's body can be to a willing receptacle. I turn off the lights and you scoop up your towel and lay it on the broad trunk lid of the car. I retrieve the lube from the glove box and shed my shorts as I walk around to the back of the car. While I coat one hand and fingers with lube, you drop to one knee and suck my cock completely to the root, getting it dripping wet. It's a beautiful angle and I get a few more still shots. I prod you up with my hands and you lay face-up on the towel with your legs held by your hands... That damn smiling hole is winking at me now, exposed and expecting. Getting a man to fill that hole is the point of your existence and you know it. I won't be the first and I won't be the last and you know that, too! I push hard on your legs and get you bent double, the effort showing on your face in the little ambient light. My greased hands spread your ass cheeks roughly until you whimper. One finger gently grazes your hole and your cock starts to rise. Another Kodak moment as your cock shows how desperate your need is. I have no expectation that you're tight... I brush all of my fingers across your hole each way coating the ring. My hands go back and forth harder and faster each time until I'm slapping your swollen ass lips on each pass and your cock deflates. Video camera running, I focus two fingers and plunge right into that overused cavity as far as my fingers will go. You yelp and squirm to get free and that's fine by me. If you wanted to run away from me you could have by now and you could anytime. You won't. I know you won't because you want this too badly... A real man taking enough interest in you to give you his seed. Beg me to continue, on camera. You don't hesitate. I withdraw the fingers and relube for one last stretching... Three fingers this time and the sharp cry of pain switches almost instantly to pleasurable moans. Enough foreplay. I cup your balls with one hand and use the other to slide my cock into place along your trench. I'm harder now than you got me earlier. With barely a shove, I'm sliding all the way in. Your balls strain as they squeeze between my fingers and my soft pubes. I pull my hand free and lean forward onto your abdomen, your growing cock squeezed between our two bellies. My warm hands lock together behind your neck and I turn your face to look right into mine. Your eyes are moist from the initial pain... More proof you're not man enough to be ready to get what you should want. You'll get what you really want now. My warm body is holding you tight as I start to gyrate within your hole, stretching it slightly in each direction. A sudden wet warmth within tells me I've hit the right spot and I start to pump slowly, focusing on that one point. Your arms and legs wrap around me automatically now and I allow it. Your cock is poking painfully into my belly but I know the rubbing is just as satisfying as the deep feeling of pleasure within you. My stroke has gotten longer and I'm now pulling out to just the tip and pushing back in to that spot. Drool runs from the corner of your mouth unnoticed by you. You have no reality but how I'm merged with your body... And that's how it should be. This is my work to do. The warm wetness inside slowly wears away the lube and I can't slide easily through you. We break apart and you reach for your cock by instinct. I slap your hand away. Don't ruin this time! Your apology comes automatically now. I squeeze one nipple hard and you gasp in slight pain but also in an equal amount of pleasure. You roll over at my command, knees on the bumper. You've gotten all the tenderness you'll get tonight. It's time for the main event. I lube my cock one last time and put the lube bottle into your ass and squeeze. Your shiver tells me it's hitting the right spots. Once again I slide all the way in at once and my dangling balls smack yours with a pleasurable pain. I start long-dicking you at once. After a few minutes, my back starts to wear out and I lay my upper body on you, crushing air from you. My chin rests on your shoulder and I can hear the constrained breathing. This fucking isn't for your pleasure or your needs now. It's my turn. I adjust my angle to rub my cum vein harder into your tube along your balls. Unintentionally, I hit your hot spot and the sound of surprise from you stops me in my tracks. I focus just on that spot again and feel your hole flex. I start long-dicking you again, hitting that spot almost every time. Your moans encourage me and I can feel the cum churning in my balls. They no longer slap against yours, reducing my focus and slowing the boil. With a second wind and renewed vigor, I lift myself torso up again and work my body to slam against you. This time I won't stop until the cum is flowing. Your hole is so loose now it barely grips my cock and I'm pumping myself on pure adrenaline. With no real warning, I'm ready. I rip my cock from your hole. You haven't earned the right to carry my seed there! I yank you down from the car and you stumble to your knees in front of me. Wordlessly I grip your mouth and open it to face fuck you the last couple strokes. If you had disappointed me, I'd have just cum on your back, denying you access to it; if you had fought me, I'd have just cum on the ground between us. But you did acceptably well this first time. With the first shot of cum I pull my cock out enough so just the head is on your tongue tip. Your glazed eyes slowly focus and I can feel you move your tongue to swallow the first few shots. I withdraw my cock completely and lift it up to smear the dregs on your face, writing a T with my cum above your eyebrows and down your nose, smoothly sliding my cock back into your mouth to be cleaned. I stand back, winded. Your cock stands strained at attention between your thighs. I signal for you to stand and lay you back again over the trunk. I place one hand to cup your drawn-up balls and the other hand to one of your extended nipples. You've done well learning this: your hands are at your sides, twitching with the effort not to touch yourself. Your eyes are boring into mine. I consider denying you this or dragging it out until you break and move your hands or your cock softens. I decide to pity you, a poor hopeless cock whore who will likely never be a real man. With a slight nod of my head, one of your hands rushes to your cock and the other rushes to your other nipple. You stroke your cock quickly and rub your nipple in wide circles. I squeeze your balls gently in my fingers and tug at them lightly while putting a gentle, firm pressure on your nipple in my other hand. After a blur of just a few strokes, your cock gushes three tall streams of cum that land on your chin, chest and on the back of my hand. Numerous smaller squirts coat your stroking hand. Exhausted but obviously not fully emptied, your hand falls away from your cock. I consider being kind and squeezing out the last few drops, but that would be crossing the line. You are here to provide cock service, not me. I take a few last photos of your body covered in cum and of the glistening T on your face. I return it to the car, return the lube to the glove box and put on my shorts. Not surprisingly, I find you still in the same spot as when I left. Your eyes are closed and your breathing is slow. I regret for a moment not having the camera ready for this, but I'll remember it. I move to cradle your head in one of my hands. Your eyes open and look at me and you smile shyly. I lift you into a sitting position. I raise the cum-covered back of my hand to your lips and you softly lick your own melting cum. I help you slide off the trunk one last time onto your feet. You towel away the cum from your body and get in the front seat again. Without being told, you kneel again in the leg space, upright, drained cock and balls resting peacefully on the edge of the seat. I drive you home and you get out of the car, calm and relaxed and in seemingly no hurry at all. You turn and lean through the window of the closed car door. Despite the look of complete satiation on your face, your voice is pleading as you ask if you pleased me. I consider for a moment and you swallow in fear. Yes, you have pleased me enough for tonight. With a smile you walk carefree toward the door and I move very slowly down the street. I want to enjoy this last moment with you. Haggered breath announces you've caught up with me and your head intrudes through the window as I slow to a stop. I open the glovebox and give you your keys. You disappear from the window again and I watch in the mirror as you move more quickly and furtively back to your house. The cum stained towel can wait in the car until either I decide to throw it and your contact out or I decide to call for you again.