Date: Thu, 2 Jan 2014 05:56:46 -0800 (PST)
From: donny mumford <thinat20@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 46 DYLAN'S SUMMER VACATION TWO

			DYLAN'S SUMMER VACATION TWO

				Chapter 46


			     by Donny Mumford


There
were a number of surprises for me during Sonny's visit for his haircut. A minor
surprise was the length of his hair, it was longer than I expected it to be and
then a big surprise when he asked me to let him fuck me, although he didn't say
the word 'fuck'. I sidestepped his question until he finally broke-down and
cried, explaining he's been secretly gay for the last three years, afraid to
admit it to anyone. Then Ray announced he was bisexual and that gave Sonny the
courage to say he was bi too, but no one believes him. Sonny's frustrated to
tears, yearning to experience gay sex. He basically begged me to help him and
even though it's a huge risk for me, I finally agreed. I mean, he was breaking
my heart so I said I'd do what I could for him. One of the  reasons I gave
in is because I know where he's coming from. I too needed to beg for sex from my
first sex partner, that pig Carl, when he lost interest in me and my interest
was spiking way up. Plus, I've helped others like the boys from Stop & Shop
around Merrimack, and Pedro in Key West, so why exclude Sonny. And another
factor in my decision to help Sonny is I feel bad about being a prick to Ray in
years gone by when he was trying to discover if he's bisexual. Instead of
helping Ray I treated it like a joke, basically mocking him and he threw that
fact back in my face just last night, so it's fresh in my mind. After I agreed
to help Sonny another surprise happened when I was cutting his hair. I got
sexually aroused as if I had Dodger's haircut fetish. It effected me mightily
and I couldn't stop cutting Sonny's hair until it was wicked short. If he had a
little more hair to cut I would have had a spontaneous orgasm in my pants. It's
the first time I've ever experienced anything like that and I'm mystified by it.
Then the biggest surprise of all happened... when the time came for Sonny to
fuck me, he chickened-out claiming he's too nervous. As a compromise I gave him
oral sex resulting in the biggest orgasm Sonny said he's ever had. It made him
so weak he had to lay down, so I laid with him. We both fell asleep and when
Sonny woke up he told me he'd like to try doing 'it' some time later today.
Guess he's wasn't as nervous now as he was earlier. He's afraid to try taking it
up his rear end, of course, but very much wants to put his dick up my rear end.
He's promised this will be a one time thing with me, so that's what we're going
to do later... maybe.


Chubby
texted me he won't be home for dinner so Sonny and I are going to have dinner
together. As we're sweeping up Sonny's orange hair clipping from the floor I
apologize again for giving him a ridiculously short haircut. Then I put away the
barber equipment and, in my kitchen, I check the refrigerator to see if there's
anything I can prepare for dinner. Not happy with what I find in the
refrigerator, I say, "Looks like we're eating out Sonny. I didn't find anything
that appeals to me. Shouldn't you call your mom and tell her you're not coming
home for dinner?" He says, "Mom and dad are eating out tonight, and Devon's
eating over Annie's house, so I was going to be alone as far as dinner
goes." I pat his shoulder, "Well you're not alone for dinner anymore, ya got me
for your dinner companion. We'll need to use your motorbike though, my brother
monopolizes our Jeep." He says, "The only problems with us going out to dinner
is I need gas, plus I only have three bucks on me," as he pulls it out of his
pocket to show me. He adds, "Can you lend me some money? I'll pay you back."
Patting his shoulder again, I tell him, "I'll do better than that, Sonny, I'll
treat. I owe you for the way I screwed-up your haircut." He feels his head,
blushing. Then mumbles, "That's alright, Dylan, but can I wear one of your
hats?" I give him my Red Sox cap, saying, "I'm really sorry about the haircut."
He puts the hat on, grinning, and then asks, "What haircut?" I go, "You're a
good guy, Sonny." He kisses my cheek, mumbling, "You're the good guy, Dylan."
Smiling at his youthful face, I say, "You like kissing, don't you?" He excitedly
says, "It's awesome, especially with you, but you're the only boy I've ever
made-out with so I only have you to go by," then he mutters, "I can't imagine
anyone will be better to make-out with than you." Jokingly, I ask, "You sure you
don't want to try a mutual admiration society between us two?" He grins, "Yeah,
I'm sure, but I think I'll start a fan club for you." I squeeze the back of his
neck this time, enjoying touching him, asking, "Where shall we eat?" We settle
on Bertucci's and go outside and down the steps to the curb where Sonny has
chained his motorbike to a fire hydrant. He unlocks the chain, muttering, "This
bike would get stolen in ten minutes if I didn't chain it to something." He puts
the chain in a compartment on the bike, one I didn't know existed. We get on the
motorbike then, with me wrapping my arms around his waist and smelling the back
of his neck. It's sure a lot of fun riding like this. It's still sunny and hot
outside at seven o'clock on this Thursday evening in July. The breeze feels good
as we ride the motorbike to the BP gas station a mile away.


It
costs $13.00 to fill the motorbike's small gas tank, and Sonny claims he won't
need to refill the tank for a month. We get back on the bike and Sonny takes us
to Bertucci's restaurant where he chains his bike to a 'handicap parking' sign
in the parking lot. Inside it's noisy with a lot of younger kids eating diner
with they're parents, along with a lot of loud chatter in between bites of
pizza. After getting seated we wait ten minutes before a waiter shows up. That's
the only problem with Bertucci's, the foods good and fairly priced, but the
service has been slow every time I've been here. The waiter's almost worth the
wait though. He's a year or two older than me, slim and cute with a sharp short
haircut. His cheeks are almost chubby, although nothing else about him is. Very
pale skin, like Sonny's, but the waiter has dark hair and eyes... the contrast
with his pale complexion is striking. He has a million dollar smile too, and
cute dimples. His name tag reads 'Brian' so he's probably what sometimes is
referred to as Black Irish, although sometimes a darker complexion is also part
of the description. I keep Brian at the table talking to him and gawking at him,
referring to him often by his name, like we're buddies. I'm asking him to
describe random things on the menu, things I have no intention of ordering. He
doesn't appear to be in any kind of a hurry at all, calmly explaining everything
I ask him, so maybe that's a clue why the service is slow. He points at things
on the menu in front of me as I'm clumsily, on purpose, bump into his hand with
mine pointing out other items I fake interest in. Finally we settle on iced
teas, Tuscan chicken wings, that Sonny and I will share for starters, and my
entrée which will be grilled chicken Marsala. Sonny orders sautéed chicken
piccata and we'll share each other's order when they get here. We both get
spaghetti on the side. At Bertucci's, with it wood fire brick oven, the wait
staff always automatically bring a salad for the table, and rolls too, along
with a little plate containing olive oil and some spices including hot pepper
flakes... this mixture is used as a substitute for butter on the rolls. It's
surprisingly good. We munch on salad and rolls complimenting each other for
various things. It takes a long time for our starter of 'chicken wings' to
arrive, buts the wings are spicy good, and we expected to wait for them. While
waiting for our entrée, eating the wings, Sonny and I talk about being gay and
find we've experienced many of the same emotions while closeted. Even though
Sonny's partially come out of the closet no one believes he's gay, which is an
odd twists on that situation. What we don't have in common is gay sexual
experiences since Sonny's had exactly one, and that one happened just two hours
ago. Also I never had a period in my life were I was conscious of my gayness,
but wasn't experiencing gay sex. Carl outed me to myself and I was off and
running being quite sexually active right from the start. I decide not to
enlighten Sonny the extent of my sexual activities the past two and a half years
for fear it'll sound like I'm boasting. I offer my opinion on some things
though, like how simply coming out as gay is no guarantee you'll find a sex
partner you're happy with. I use my friend Seth as an example of that. Seth's
very attractive and a really sweet guy, but he's been openly gay for over two
years without hooking up with even one acceptable sex partner... until he ran
into me, that is. You need to be lucky like I was. No need to mention to Sonny
that currently I'm sexually active with Seth and Robby and Ray, or that in
addition to those three I also had sex with Jerry a couple of days ago, and I'm
waited with bated breath for Ryan's return at Merrimack in the fall, at the
latest. All that detail might be too much to make sense of, especially since
Sonny and I are likely to have sex together this evening as well.


The
entrées arrive and when we dig in, the food is very good. We share our plates,
passing them back and forth which I feel is somehow sexy. As we eat we're
chatting about the posse boys and especially Ray, who Sonny is very fond of, but
not sexually. He looks up to Ray telling me a couple of examples of Ray being
generous with both his time and money when Sonny was having problems, one time
with a bully at school and another time when he needed to repair something on
his motorbike. He assures me that these aren't rare instances of Ray being a
good friend to his friends. I ask, "Don't you find Ray to be, um, a little bit
in his own world sometimes?" Sonny's like, "Whaddaya mean?" I go, "You know, the
things he comes out with at times. Kinda convoluted logic to suits his view of
things." Sonny shrugs, "I've known him most of my life, I guess I'm used to
whatever idiosyncrasies he has. You're just getting to know him so it's
noticeable to you I guess. I think he's cool." I ask, "Do you think he's sexy?"
Sonny goes, "Oh yes, very, but I've known him too long to all of a sudden be
sexually attracted to him." I mutter, "It could happen." I ask more questions
about Ray, without getting answers I expected. Ray's golden as far as the posse
boys are concerned. I try another question, "Don't you guys mind being bossed
around by Ray?" Sonny says, "He doesn't boss anybody around. Does he boss you?"
I go, "Well, yeah, he's my boyfriend, so ya know." Sonny asks, "So you do what
you're told, right?" I mutter, "We workout stuff together, but I guess you could
say he has the last word. He's pretty confident." Sonny says, "I think it kinda
cute you're talking about Ray so much. You're obviously really stuck on him,
aren't you?" I shrug, "Yeah, I guess you could say that. I agree with you that
he's sexy too." Sonny stares at me, then asks, "Would you say you're kind
submissive to Ray?" I look up wondering where that question came from, but what
the fuck, it's only Sonny. I go, "Yes, I can be submissive in sex at times, with
the right boy." He asks, "What's the right boy like?" I shrug, "Confident, cute
and sexy, you know." He finishes his spaghetti, saying, "Well, you're gay like
me, but you're doing basically the female role during sex, which  Ray would
insist on, so it's understandably Ray's the one to have the last say in anything
between you two boyfriends. You being submissive fits you too, and that's not a
put down. You're very nice and from what little you've told me, and what I know
about Ray, you'd have to be submissive in sexual relationship with him. It
doesn't surprise me. I'm going to be like Ray and be the man in my gay
relationships too. If I ever have any. Well, it's just like it was with you and
me earlier. You perform the oral sex on me, but I'd never do that on your, you
know, penis. Same with anal sex. No offense, but you'll have the same role with
me tonight that you have with Ray. That's if you're kind enough to still do it
with me and help me out." Man, he's either brainwashed by Ray or I'm the one who
has convoluted thinking, and I don't think choice number two is the correct
answer. I say, "Seriously, Sonny, if you never try being a bottom you'll never
know what you're missing." He says, "You're awesome, Dylan, but you've talked
yourself into liking the female part, or bottom, if you prefer, whenever you're
doing gay sex. I don't think less of you for that, it's in your submissive
nature, but I'm more the macho gay type and you're more the, um, other type." I
ask, "Do you mean feminine?" He says, "Well, yeah, but I don't think it makes
you less of a person. It's just your choice." I ask, "Do you see anything
feminine about me, Sonny?" He shrugs, "Um, well you're the bottom during sex,
and you give oral sex to your man, but other than that, no, you seem all guy to
me. I wouldn't be attracted to a boy who acted feminine; I'm attracted to boys,
not girls." I ask, "How do you know the term 'submissive' anyway?" He says, "The
Internet, how do you think I learned about it? I'm into gay porn. It's my only
sexual outlet." This conversation isn't going anywhere so I ask him what he
thinks is wrong with the Red Sox this year." He says, "They suck, for starters,"
and we eat our dessert talking sports. Something about Sonny's attitude
definitely changed when I admitted being submissive in sex at times. I don't
know, I might be projecting but he seemed to get a sorta of condescending way
about him, like he and Ray are macho boys and I'm the girl with sensitive
feelings.


We
go back to my place after our long dinner and while brushing my teeth in my
bathroom, I ask Sonny, "What's your feelings about some sex now that we've
eaten?" He says, "Oh, now I'm a little nervous again, but more excited to do it
then ever, plus I can't pass up on this chance. Where should we do it?" I shrug,
"Well, my bedrooms right there, how 'bout my bedroom?" He take a deep breath,
and says, "Yeah, that sounds right. Um, do you have any instructions?" I say,
"It will come naturally to you Sonny, the only thing I suggest is we use
lubricant." He asks, "Aren't the condoms lubricated already?" I tell him, "I
don't have a condom," and he mutters, "I don't either. I was too self conscious
to buy them, not that I've ever had a chance to use one," then he adds, "Until
now, that is." I say, "Ray doesn't use a condom when he fucks me, so
maybe..." He goes, "Really?" I say, "He uses them
for his  girlfriends, but not with me. We didn't have a condom when we had
sex the first time so that's the way we do it, and Ray likes it much better this
way." He says, "Oh, doesn't he get, you know, excrement on his penis?" I say, "I
guess a little, but he cleans his cock afterwards." Sonny says, "Being his
submissive sex partner shouldn't you clean your man's cock for him?" I laugh at
the 'my man' reference, "I would clean it for him if he thought of it I'm sure,
but he hasn't asked me to do that yet. I often suck my first boyfriend's cock
after he fucks me, so cleaning a cock regularly would be no big deal." He goes,
"Jesus! You're really something. You're like the perfect girl, er, boyfriend.
Ray's lucky, but then so are you being his boyfriend." Then, perhaps to stall,
he asks, "What's your other boyfriend like?" I say, "He's Robby, the boy who was
our ringer for last Sunday's softball game." Sonny goes, "Oh man, he's really
cute, but you're cuter. Does he make you be the female, or bottom, too?" I'm
like, "Nobody makes me be the bottom, it's my decision. I've topped guys before
too, I just prefer the bottom, like many gay guys do." He goes, "Oh, that's a
lucky thing for guys like Ray and me." We're in my bedroom where Sonny tells me
in an off hand way, "I want you to get undressed now. Everything off. I already
showed you my privates so I'm over being self-conscious with you about being
naked, although I hate when the gym teacher insists we take showers in school."
I pull off my t-shirt saying, "I enjoy being naked."


Sonny watches me get undressed, then says,
"You have a hot body, Dylan. No wonder you don't mind being naked." I say, "Your
body's nothing to be ashamed of, Sonny. You're just as hot as me, if I'm even
hot." He says, "I don't have bicep like yours." I shrug, and he asks, "Aren't
you gonna give me a hand?" I'm like, "You want me to help you get undressed?" He
mumbles, "Yes, of course," so I say, "Put your arms up," and when he does I pull
his shirt over his head. He says, "My shirt has buttons, ya know" and I'm like,
"It's quicker this way," and then I unsnap his shorts and pull them down. He
steps out of them as I'm pulling his underwear off, and he's naked. That's
another good thing about summer, you don't need to wear a lot of clothes. Sonny
plays with himself as I get the KY jelly from the bathroom hiding place. We
hardly ever use lubricant anymore, but I'm not going to just throw it out. There
are occasions when it comes in handy, like this one. Standing in front of Sonny,
I kiss him and he goes, "Oh yeah, we should make out first. Feel my heart beat,"
as he takes my hand and holds it on his chest like he did earlier. I smile and
kiss him again, quietly saying , "You'll be fine." He says, "This time my
heart's beating fast because I'm excited about doing this with you, being
dominant and watching you be submissive to me, like you are with Ray, is
exciting. Like a live porn flick."  Looking at him, I'm realizing that now
I want him to fuck me, I mumble, "Yeah, sure, Sonny." I mean, he's very
attractive, he smells sexy, and he's got a great cock on him. Plus, I'm
jazzed-up from the oral sex earlier, and I didn't have an orgasm so that's part
of my horniness now. Plus I'm still thinking about how aroused I got cutting
Sonny's hair. I'm a little jacked-up for sex and since this is it for today, my
only fuck of the day... even if it's amateurish, I'll take it. And on top of
everything else, Sonny asked me to help him with this so, yeah, let's get it on.
We make out for a few minutes and I must say Sonny is really into kissing and
he's pretty good at it too. After a few minutes though, Sonny pulls his head
back, muttering, "I'm not getting a boner from kissing like I did before.
Probably because I'm nervous about doing this properly. So, you'll suck my cock
again and when I'm good and hard I'll improvise some stuff before trying to give
you a good fucking. I've seen it done plenty of times in the porn that's online.
Anyway, I kinda think you ought to suck my cock to earn your fuck. That's what
they say on the porn, with the slave and master type porn anyway. Do you do that
stuff with Ray?" I go, "No! We do conventional gay sex together. What do you
need to improvise?" He says, "Just a few things that you'll really like." He's
so sincere about everything and obviously naive and inexperienced. He goes, "I
get a boner watching some of that porn. It's fucking hot! You should try
watching it, Dylan. I'll tell you something else too, by watching a lot of porn
I've become an inexperienced expert on submissive/dominant sex and the hot
master/slave sex. I only watch the gay stuff, but men and woman do it too. My
part during gay sex will be either the dominant sex partner or the master."
Hmmm, I ask, "Have you ever talked to Ray about any of this shit?" He goes,
"Hell no! He'd tell Devon. I did mention something to Ray and a couple of the
guys about sub/dom behavior where a woman had a whip, but in the video it was a
guy, I changed it to a woman because Ray hadn't told us he was bi at the time.
Anyway, I could tell it was way over their heads. They didn't know what I was
talking about so I dropped the subject. You're the first person I've mentioned
it to who knows what I'm talking about, right?" I shrug, "Some of it, Sonny, but
I'm not an expert like you are." He corrects me, "An inexperienced expert." I
laugh, "I believe the term, 'inexperienced expert', is an oxymoron, Sonny." He
says, "Or a paradox, but that's what I am, an inexperienced expert." I mutter,
"If you say so."


"It's time for you to get down on your
knees now, Dylan." Hmmm, this is interesting. I'll play along, "Okay, Sonny,
right away," he nods he head, probably thinking this is how it should work. It's
funny actually, but fun too. On my knees my face is six inches from his crotch
and what isn't funny is the  serious sexy scent coming from Sonny's cock,
balls, and pubic area. Without picking-up his cock I lean in and lick from the
foreskin-covered helmet head up the shaft and into his bright shiny orange pubic
hair, inhaling all the way. My cock takes notice immediately and begins firming
up. I do the lick a few more times, and another surprise. Sonny says, "I want
you to do my rear end first," and he turns around bending at the waist, with his
hands on his knee. He's looking back at me, saying, "I might as well experience
as much as I can since you said we might only do this once." His ass is
hairless, the same creamy skin that covers the rest of him. I put a hand on each
plump firm butt cheek and spread them. There's dried shit around his asshole, so
I say, "You need to wash your anus first, Sonny." He says, "Anus? Is that my bum
hole?" I chuckle, "Yeah, it's your bum hole." He wants to do all these sexy
things without saying the words for them. He says, "I believe you mean, you need to wash your man's bum hole. You're
the, um, not female, but submissive... yeah, you're the submissive because I'm
fucking you, right?" I go, 'That doesn't make me submissive necessarily, Sonny,
but come in the bathroom and I'll submissively wash your bum hole for ya." He
says, "No, you go and get a warm washcloth and do it here," and he said it with
conviction. Damn, a tingle of submissiveness zigzags through my balls. That's
enticing. I get up, saying, "Yes, Sonny, I'll get it." I look at him and see a
blank look on his face, like he doesn't think anything is unusual about how he's
acting. Lets see where this goes, as I suck on my lips to keep from grinning. In
the bathroom I run the water getting it to run hot, then wet a washcloth and
bring it, plus a hand towel to Sonny, who bends over again, saying, "I almost
ordered you to clean it with your tongue, but I'm not sure that's the right
thing to do since this is our first time together, and there's a chance we might
not do it again."  From a promise he'd only ask once, to 'a chance we might
not do it again', is quite a leap. Spreading one butt cheek I clean his anus
real good, and then dry it and toss the washcloth and towel back into the
bathroom landing them on the floor.


Well I'm gonna give my new friend here the
whole treatment, so I begin by kissing his ass cheeks, which smell just like the
rest of him. Them I lick from the back of his thigh up and over his rounded left
buttocks. He taste good, even his ass. I do it again and Sonny says, "That
tickles, lick between my bum cheeks." Well, of all the ungrateful... hee hee,
I'm chuckling to myself because Sonny's too much. Spreading his buttocks, my
tongue begins at the back of his balls and licks up his crack right over his
asshole as he goes, "Oooh, god, that's awesome." I do it three more times
without coming across a single hair on his ass. He didn't have any on his
scrotum either. I'm getting used to Ray's hairy ass though and it would look
cool if Sonny had some orange hairs in his ass crack at least, but there's none.
Putting my tongue right on his anus and rubbing it back and forth he reaches
behind him with both hands and spreads his ass cheeks wider than I had them. He
says, "More licking on my hole, just there, it's giving me awesome sensations
and my dick's getting hard." He's a bossy little fellow all of a sudden, and
getting more comfortable giving me orders by the minute, and why wouldn't he, I
do what he says which just encourages him to do more of it. I do that with
almost everyone, and I saw where that led with Willie. No problem with Sonny
though. Actually I'm a little shocked his doing as well as he is. Now I suck on
the lips of his anus and hear Sonny gasp, then say in a strained voice, "Get
your tongue inside." He put some decent authority behind that. I'm impressed,
'cause I didn't think Sonny had it in him. He's shy getting naked, but by
mimicking what he's seen on his porn shows he's doing okay for himself. My
tongue is inside his ass with all kinds of acrid shit taste. He's like Dodger,
neither of them know how to wipe properly. My tongues going into his ass easily
as he's amazingly relaxed, and now I realize I have a roaring boner. Damn it
feels good! Sonny takes his hands away from his butt cheeks and they close with
my nose captured between them, I do a big inhale as Sonny says, "Stop, I feel
like I'm going to cum.


Straightening up, Sonny turns around
saying, "You did that awesomely. Half the posse guys don't even believe there's
such a thing as rimming. That's what it officially called." I stand up going,
"Oh, is that right." He asks, "Do you have dildos?" I shake my head 'no' and he
bites his lip thinking, then says, "Look at my boner, I got it from you rimming
me. That was hot. I'm still going to let you suck my cock, but we need something
dominant for me to do first, but the rimming has my mind all mixed up and I
don't know what to do next. Do you have any sex toys at all?" I go, "Nope,
sorry," as I stroke my boner a few times, that always feels good. He looks at my
desk, then walks over with his boner bobbing around in front of him. He picks up
a quarter inch wide rubber band from the desk top, saying, "I know, at least I
can tie something around your dick and scrotum sac so you don't cum too quickly.
That's the least I need to do. That's dominant right there." He looks at my
boner, saying, "Yours will be the first penis other than my own I've ever
touched, here goes," and he tentatively takes my boner in his thumb and
forefinger, looks at me and says, "What do you know, it feels just like mine."
Doubling the rubber, he's saying, "You'll need to help me get this on, Dylan,"
without a thought that I might not want it on. I suppose there are no objections
in the porn videos since they're scripted. I stretch the rubber band as much as
I can, but doubled like this it's hard to stretch. He guide my dick in through
the opening, and says, "Dammit, lean forward." I frown at him, then lean forward
and when the rubber band it at the root of my cock, he says, "Let her go." I do
and immediately bend over it pain. It's way too tight. He rubs my shoulders
parroting something he's heard in his porn, "Deal with it." The second I let the
rubber band contract the pain prevents me from speaking, as my face gets hot and
red, and I hold my breath against the pain. That fucking rubber band is cutting
into the base of my cock. I finally mutter, "Fuck," as I'm staggering around the
room, but the pain's getting to the dull throbbing stage already. My cock's
probably numb. Sonny's over at my desk going though the drawers, I manage to
ask, "What are you looking for Sonny?" He says, "Um, something to tie around
your scrotum. Another rubber band would be perfect." My cock's throbbing, but
extremely tight, sticking straight out. He goes, "Okay, here's some string," and
he cuts off a length with my extra pair of barber scissors. He says, "Come over
here," as he sits in my desk chair. I liked the way he said that, so I embrace
my submissive role, hoping for something hot to come from this unexpected turn
of events. My cock is sticking out hard as a steel rod, while Sonny's has
completely gone to it's natural flaccid state again. Guess he's over the danger
of climaxing prematurely.


When
I'm standing before him at the desk, Sonny doesn't enquire how I'm doing with my
cock getting strangled by the rubber band, instead he says, "I want you to hold
out your scrotum." Well, it not like I've never had the equivalent of this done
to me before; both Willie and Ryan did similar things. I do what Sonny wants
because this could be very hot and sexy if he doesn't fuck it up, he says,
"Stretch it out! Stretch your scrotum out tight," so I do that and he ties a
string tightly around my scrotum, up against my body, and then loops the string
again and again and again, ten twist of string each one a little further down my
scrotum until the string forms a collar and my scrotum sticks out like my cock,
with my balls are hanging down at a ninety degree angle where the string stops.
Sonny looks at his handiwork, mumbling, "I think this is right. It looks cool  anyway" I say, "It's too tight, Sonny, and it hurts." He looks at me with a
surprised expression on his face. "Sure it hurts now," he says, "But it'll fade
after awhile. Now, what do you have that I can tie your wrists together with?" I
feel the string around my scrotum with my fingers, gawking down at it. Sonny's
formed like a collar that extends at least an inch and a half away from where my
scrotum meets my crotch. Cupping my balls in the palm of my hand, they're
tightly at the bottom of my scrotum feeling heavy. My cock is ridiculously hard
and the head is larger than I can ever remember seeing it. Sonny goes, "Ta da! A
bungee cord." I turn around and see Sonny holding up a short bungee cord he
found in the box of junk in my closet. I don't even remember where it came from.
He says, "Get over here, Dylan!" I can feel myself getting submissive, and I
don't even want to this time. How the hell did this evolve into actual dominant
sex? This is suppose to be a quick fuck where Sonny cum's in thirty seconds like
Connor did his first time. It's just that this is the last thing I expected, and
all of a sudden instead of me helping Sonny out, I'm helpless. If I could just
somehow say, "NO!" and get my balls unwrapped and this fucking rubber band off.
Sonny says, "Hold your hands out," and then my wrists are bound tightly with
three wraps of the bungee cord and I whine, "It's too tight, Sonny," realizing
I'm a goner. Sonny's taken over and I'm getting more and more submissive with
each minute that passes. Sonny smiles at me, "You're whining to make the
experience better for me, aren't you? God, you are so nice. Thank you, Dylan,
but I need to stay mean like a dominant master. I wish I looked tougher." He's
innocently following a fantasy he's made-up from watching sub/dom videos. I feel
dreamy as I look at him, thinking he's so exotic looking with those big green
eyes and his pale complexion. He's hot even with his quarter inch orange burr
haircut. He stares back at me, then says, "Man, you are the cutest boy I've ever
seen in real life, or online. I swear to God you are. Okay, enough of that. I
need to be tough and take charge. In case you don't know, the ties around your
scrotum and penis are for your benefit so your orgasm sensation last longer." I
just look at him with my hands tied and my cock and balls feeling like they're
made of stone. Sonny's back rummaging through my junk box in my closet and he
comes up with another bungee cord that he uses to secure my elbow together which
makes my hands stick out in front of me, just like my cock and balls.


Sonny
asks, "Where's that lubricant you got from the bathroom?" I look at him
stupidly, and he grins at me looking cute, asking, "Are you putting me on or are
you really into the submissive role; you're acting, aren't you?" I shake my head
'no' realizing I'm basically at the mercy of Sonny who's never had sex in his
life. That is, before I sucked his cock. He asks, "Really, you're not acting?" I
do Ryan's fast head nod up and down real fast indicating I'm not acting, and
Sonny laughs, "This is so awesome!! Isn't it fun?" I bite my lip, then manage to
say, "Yeah, it is. The jelly's on the bed stand." He looks over to the little
table, muttering, "Oh yeah, there it is. Go get it and bring it to me." I walk
over to my bed and lean over so I can pick up the jelly and take it to Sonny who
has just about emptied my junk box on the floor. My cock buzzes now and I go to
stroke it, forgetting my hands are tied. He glances up, saying, "Just hold that
lube until I need it." Then he comes up with what used to be a peg that stuck
out the side of my closet, about ten inches long, from which I hung clothes on
coat hangers or just hooked my bathrobe on the end. It came loose a couple of
years ago. Sonny does his, "Ta da!" again as he holds up the wood peg. I do
that, 'Ta da', thing sometimes too. He goes, "This will have to do. It's rounded
at the end, but not as fat as I hoped for." I stare at him and he looks up,
saying, "Dildo. This will be our dildo to excite you with before I do the rear
end thing myself. It'll lube your tunnel too. Okay, what else?" He looks at my
desk top, going, "Ta da. Paper clips. Come over to your desk, Dylan." The way he
assumes all this is normal procedure, that I'll obviously go along with, has me
in a trance. It feels good so I walk over where Sonny painfully clips each of my
nipples with a paper clip, muttering, "We're really improvising here, aren't we.
Okay, how's that feel?" I grunt, "It hurts," but he's not paying attention as he
takes the container of KY jelly from my fingers. Then in pulls a Kleenex from
the square box on my desk and gets a gob of lube on it to grease the dildo,
saying, "Lean forward, Dylan, we're finally ready to start. I only have a half
hour before I'll need to get home." He looks at me as he holds the greased peg,
saying again, "Lean forward, you're suppose to do what I tell you like you said
you do for Ray. Pretend I'm Ray, okay?" I lean over, and he says, "You have a
great ass, very sexy!" He puts his hand on my back, muttering, "Oh man, this is
so cool. My first real gay sex ever! well, if you don't count the oral sex
earlier." He pushes the peg three inches up my ass as pain spreads out from my
anus. "How's that feel? It's narrower than my penis, but the best I could come
up with." I start to say it hurts, but what's the use, he pays no
attention.


Sonny
plays with the improvised dildo for a minute or so, twisting it further and
further up my rectum, poking my rectum wall at times, with me grunting as sweat
breaks out on my forehead. I mutter, "Be careful doing that, please, Sonny."
Giving it a final push, he says, "It's up your ass about nine inches so it
should be feeling really good by now." He twists it a couple of more times, then
withdraws it a few inches and pokes it back in as I groan, "Uuum, aaaaah, oooh
God, stop." He snickers, then stops, saying, "Ooops, I forgot. You need a
spanking... you know, for being naughty to your man." Leaving the stick nine
inches up my ass he's back moving things around in my closet of horrors. My
nipples throb, but I don't notices any discomfort from my cock and balls now,
they feel really good actually, especially my cock now that I'm used to the
strangling rubber band. The circulation's been cut off to my hands so they're
numb, but that's temporary. Because of the wood peg so far up my ass, it hurts
my rectum when I go to standup, so I stay bent forward feeling the blood rushing
to my head. "We'll use this slipper as a paddle. It's got a leather sole." I
look back as Sonny's swinging the slipper and "SMACK!" on my ass, right next to
the peg. Jesus! That stings. Sonny spanks my ass with the slipper until now
sweat breaks out on his forehead. I've got tears in my eyes and I've been
shouting "OW! Stop! Please!" for the last fifteen whacks. He finally stops and
smacks my ass with his hand, saying, "Look at that. I can see my hand print on
your ass in white. Huh, just like the video. God, I'm turned on!" I look back
and see he's sprung a boner during my spanking. His cock's so hard and long the
foreskin is completely off the helmet head, that's now shining with precum. He
says, "I masturbate sometimes watching spankings, but whippings are the hottest.
Oh my God, this is so sexy. Turn around and suck my hard penis, ya pussy," and
he smacks my ass again, muttering, "Another hand print." For the first time in
awhile my cock feels sexily good as a tiny drop of precum shines at the pee
slit. Seeing Sonny's boner and knowing he got it from spanking me resonates in
the sexually arousal section of my brain. With the peg still up my ass, I turn
around and get my mouth on his cock feeling very submissive now. Slurping
noisily on his boner, Sonny's rubbing the palms of both hands on my back,
mumbling, "This is so much better in real life then on video. Suck my
hard cock, bitch," repeating things he's heard on those videos. I wonder how
much porn this kid watches anyway. Suddenly Sonny cups under my chin, pulling my
head up roughly and my mouth comes off his boner. Saliva drools off my chin, as
Sonny says, "You know what? I'm a natural at this, I truly am an inexperienced
expert at dominating you, and now I'm gaining experience too. You know what
else? We're gonna be doing this again. You like it and so do I. Neither of us is
telling anybody about it so we'll just enjoy ourselves secretly." He squeezes my
chin hard, saying, "You're to get a real dildo for next time. Do you hear me?" I
squeak, "Yes, Sonny." Squeezing my chin even harder, he actually smirks at me,
"I bet Ray doesn't turn you on like I'm doing, and it's my first time too." With
the tight grip on my chin he shakes my head roughly, saying, "Get your pathetic
ass around behind me and lick my asshole again." The age regression trance
spikes for a second as my cock throbs and another drop of precum works it way
past my tied nuts up past the tight rubber band at the root of my cock. For the
first time since Sonny put the rubber band on I moan, "Mmmm," in submissive
pleasure.


Sonny bends over and reaches back to
spread his butt checks and I lick at his asshole quickly. My asshole's feeling
awesome with that peg nine inches inside me. The anus lips of Sonny's rosebud
shaped asshole quiver under my tongue while the lips of my anus quiver around
the wood peg. Now everything is feeling really good and my sexual arousal
heightens noticeably. I'm over the concept of Sonny being an amateur at this
because what difference does that make. He's dominated me into age regression
and everything from my mind to my cock and asshole feels fantastic with pleasure
sensation building and building. Things are coming together beautifully, my
nipples are hard and buzzing, my balls hum tightly at the bottom of my scrotum
as they produce spunk that they'll somehow force out my cock, my cock's alive
again and almost too hard to believe. As soon as Sonny took his dominance up a
few levels everything came together and I'm feeling dreamily turned-on, not
thinking about anything except pleasing Sonny and myself. My buttocks still
stings from the spanking, but my hogtied condition feels just right and my body
is tingling with sexy sensation and they're all of the pleasure variety. Sonny
can take the rimming for only two minutes before stepping away, "I almost had an
orgasm again." He's rubbing his nipples and licking his lips, then with sleepy
eyes, he goes, "I've never felt like this before. This is a deliriously sexy
feeling and seeing you submissively doing what you're told is so much hotter
than watching it online, there's no comparison. Ooooh, Jeez, all around my belly
feels so good." He strokes his long boner gasping, then moans, "Oooh, man,
dominating you has my cock pulsating, actually pulsating and I've felt like I
was going to cum for the last five minutes. You taking that spanking while
begging me to stop just put me into orbit and I'm feeling better than I've ever
felt before. I can't even believe it, but ooh, it's almost painful how hard my
cock is." Huh, in my foggy brain I think, 'Sonny said 'cock' instead of penis'.
I need to moan again seeing how sexually aroused Sonny is and how aroused I
feel. A long moan comes from my throat, Mmmmm, oooh." I want Sonny to fuck me so
badly, I whine, "Fuck me, Sonny, fuck me hard." He says, "Hold your horses, I'll
fuck you soon enough. God, I almost spunked again just looking at how docile and
submissive you are to me. Oh God, this is way better than I ever dreamed and
it's so overwhelming I don't know how much I can handle." I'm looking at him, as
I continue to bend over because of the wood in my ass. He glances at me and gets
a sudden look of determination on his face. He comes over and cups my chin again
hard, pulling my head up roughly, "You listen to me, Dylan! I'm now you're other
boyfriend. Your secret boyfriend. You got that?" It's so preposterous, how the
fuck did this happen?" I gulp and the ten year old Dylan says, "Yes, Sonny." He
goes, "You sound funny. You're not making fun of me, are you? I'm doing my best
here. Do you need more spanking?" I say, "No, Sonny, please. I'm not making fun
of you, I swear." Sonny looks at me, then says, "This is beyond my wildest
dream. Turn around now and I'll fuck you as hard as I can, but it's my first
time, ya know." I scuffle around and he pulls the peg out of my ass so fast my
anus buzzes and quivers with the lips gripping at air. Sonny smacks my ass hard,
and mutters, "Well, this is finally it, my first time ever and it's your ass I'm
using," and he pushes his cock against my anus spreading the lips wide, "Oh," he
says, "This is way tighter than I thought it'd be." He humps really hard and the
head forces it's way past my sphincter muscle. His boner and especially the
helmet head is much wider than the wood peg. It hurts, but the hurt barely
registers.


Gripping my hips, he goes, "I've seen this
enough times, so here goes," and he pushes his hard boner up, up, up my rectum
with lightning bolts of pain going off in my head. I groan, "Oooh, God, that
hurt." Sonny smacks my ass cheek again, saying, "Shhhh, let me enjoy this, but
it's so damn tight! It's like my boner's too big for your hole." One last hump
and his orange pubic hair surround my buttocks. He groans, "Fuck, nothing could
feel this good, it's impossible." He pulls all the way out of my rectum leaving
the lips of my anus and seven inches of my rectum quivering. "Where'd I put that
lubricant?" Sonny says to himself. Then, "Ah, there it is," as he rips another
tissue from the box and puts jelly on it to rub on his boner with a gob on the
head. Then more jelly and he pushes the tissue up my ass, yelling, "Oh no! My
finger poked through the Kleenex and touched inside your ass. Dammit!" Pulling
out the tissue and dropping it on the floor, he lines up his boner and pushes
against my anus hard and his cock goes about four inches up my ass with Sonny,
going, "Aaaaaah, um, um, oooh fuccck, that's so awesome. Oh my God I'm gonna
cum." He holds his breath for awhile, then, "I'm okay now. Wow, that felt
fantastic!" Then to me, "I think I shot precum up you ass, Dylan," and he pushes
his cock all the way in and leans on my back picking his feet off the floor,
going, "Aaaaah, oooooh, shit, oh fuck, mmmm, oh boy, nothing has ever felt this
good." With his feet back on the floor he grips my hips and withdraws his cock
with my shoulders shuddering and then Sonny begins fucking me ramming into my
buttocks with his crotch hard with every thrust up my ass and I'm delirious with
pleasure. I begin ramming back into his thrust with both of us doing uninhibited
moaning and groaning and cursing at the awesome sensations of anal fucking.
Every half dozen hard fast drives up my ass he lays on my back with his feet off
the floor again and does little humps pushing himself up a little with his hands
at the top of my hips. The third time he does it I fall forward but my bound
hands and arms can't support me so I'm a triangle, my forehead on the floor plus
my knees. Sonny's frantic and out of control as his climax builds. With a leg on
either side of me he's driving his big long boner down, scraping the walls of my
rectum and tantalizing my anus with friction. Sonny fucks me as hard and as fast
as I've ever been fucked. He pulls completely out of my ass every once in a
while in his exuberance, but plugs it right back in and gets it going again. If
he hadn't cum a couple hours ago he would have blown his load already, and I
would have blown mine long ago if my cock and balls weren't tied so tightly.
There's a constant trickle  of a watery solution making it's way up my
boner and out my pee slit as the sensations from my ass to my submissive mind
have me dizzy with sexual stimulation. Sonny's and my chorus of pleasure moans
fill the room and the only other thing I hear is the wet, "Slap, slap, slap,"
sound of our sweaty bodies coming together. When he screeches, and cum's hard
into my rectum it sets me off and I try squealing but nothing except a wheezy
sound comes from my mouth as my whole body shakes with a hard, very thin stream
of spunk firing from my cock, and it keeps coming for the longest time with my
head moving on the floor and my shoulder shuddering out of control. A great
sense of relief and pleasure swarms over me and blinds me for thirty seconds.
There are goose bumps all over me and I can't stop shaking. Sonny screamed when
he climaxed, but now he's just laying limply on me, his cock still in me as more
thin streams of cum, now more weakly, drool from my boner. Again my shoulders
shudder, and it's such hard and violent shudder that Sonny slides off me to
the floor, pulling his cock out of my ass as he falls. The after effects of my
climax buzz around my balls with my anus lips grasping at air again and my cock
still drooling cum.


I look at Sonny and he gazes back at me
looking like he's drunk. He mutters, "This never happens to masters in the
videos." I chuckle because he's so serious and he looks so young and so
surprised he's laying on the floor. Now I notice there's lots of Sonny's cum
dripping out of my ass. He must have had a massive orgasm. Cum is drooling down
both buttocks and down the insides of both my thighs. I close my eyes and try
recalling how it felt the instant I climaxed and can't, but my shoulders shudder
again anyway. It all came on me so fast in the end, a lot of the sensations were
lost in space because I couldn't take them all in at once. That was a memorable
climax though, right up there with the best of them and there's a number of
reasons for that, but right now I just want to get untied.  So, after a
couple of minutes I stagger to my feet with cum still drooling out of my
unbelievable tight boner. I'm totally out of my submissiveness now. That
submissive state of mind left along with my cum during that orgasm. I say, "That
was pretty good, Sonny, but get this shit off me now." He groans, "Pretty good?
That was a trip around the world." He gets up, "I'll never be able to thank you
enough, Dylan. You're such a good sport to humor me like you did, but it pisses
me off I couldn't think of more dominant things to say and names to humiliate
you with. You know, the kind of nasty dominant stuff they say in the porn
videos. Oh well, I'll never forget my first time, that's for sure." He undoes
the bungee cords and my arms hang useless until blood circulation revives them.
Sonny unties my scrotum, but can't get the tight rubber band off around the base
of my cock. "This damn thing won't cooperate, it' embedded in your dick," he
says. Going over to his shorts on the floor Sonny gets something from one of the
pockets and comes back opening a small blade on his miniature version of a Swiss
Army knife. I ask, "What are you doing with that, Sonny?" I can't move my arms
although I try. He grabs my still hard cock and I try to pull away, but he holds
on. He looks scared, but very serious, saying, "I've got to do this, Dylan,
I can't get the rubber band off. It's embedded, so for your sake I need to do a
penectomy right away to save your penis. I'll drive you to the emergency room
and they'll attempt sewing it back on. I'm really sorry about this, but I need
to act quickly. It won't hurt much, this blade is sharp as a razor." I struggle
as his steady hand brings the blade down with me yelling, "No, please, Sonny,
don't!" He slices through the top strand of the doubled-over rubber band and
then peels it from my cock, giggling. My cock goes flaccid immediately. I
mutter, "Very fucking funny. Am I right that penectomy mean cutting off
someone's penis?" He's laughing now, "Yeah, it does. The look on your face when
you screamed for mercy was priceless." I say, "How'd I know what crazy shit you
might pull after you dominated my ass for twenty minutes." He goes, "Oh, don't
be a baby. What pisses me off is I panicked while dominating you and couldn't
remember a lot of the stuff they do and say on the videos. I'll tell ya the
truth though, Dylan, it's hard to believe I'll ever have another orgasm to equal
my first one dominantly fucking you. You were unbelievable, but believable too.
I thought you really were submissive half the time. I mean, I know you did some
of the submissive stuff for me in the beginning, but it became very real for you
after a while. This is the most fun I've ever had, and I learned a hellava lot
too. I even managed to say 'fuck' and 'cock'... hee hee. This night is one I'll
never forget." I say, "That's nice, but help me clean your cum off me. Man,
there's is a lot of cum that's leaked out of my ass."


In the bathroom Sonny does a really nice
job of cleaning my ass and the back of my thighs, then the inside of my thighs
doing it all with a wet washcloth, and then drying me. I mutter, "Thanks,
Sonny." He sits on the toilet seat lid with a grin, saying, "Now you clean me up
like you do for Rob. We're boyfriends too, aren't we?" I was hoping he'd forget
that craziness. He seems so earnest though, saying, "You said you'd be my
boyfriend not ten minutes ago." I say, "What happen to your promise it would be
just this one time?" He goes, "But I asked you if you'd do it all again during
our, um, foreplay, and you said, "Yes, Sonny'." I mumble, "I was just going
along for your benefit during my pretend submissive state of mind." He says,
"It's wasn't all playacting, don't give me that shit, boyfriend. You told me
during dinner you're submissive to Ray by doing what he tells you to do, and
what could be more submissive that sucking your first boyfriend's dick after
it's been up your ass? You're submissive with both of them, and you were for me
too." What the hell, is this kid on the debating team? I shrug, "Well, I haven't
said I won't do it again, have I? I just asked about your promise to be
satisfied if I did you a one time favor." He goes, "Okay, lets get this clear:
we're doing it again and I am your third boyfriend now, and you are going to buy
that dildo because I'm telling you to. Now please get on your knees between my
legs and clean your man's cock." I stare at him feeling squirmy and funny all
over. I swear I never expected this, but it's not bad, it's just unexpected.
Then I do what Sonny said, pick up his cock when I'm on my knees between his
legs, as he's muttering, "Suck that cock clean, boy." I give him a look, then
into my mouth it goes with all that damn jelly on it, but within a minute I'm
enjoying myself again because I like sucking a cute boy's cock, plus Sonny
smells so freakin' sexy and good it's crazy. He rubs my hair saying, "And
another thing, make sure your boyfriend cuts your hair as short as mine or the
next time I tie you up I'll cut it myself and I don't have any idea how to cut
hair." My eyes go up to his and I nod my head in the affirmative that I'll get
Robby to cut it like Sonny's. I do the nod not wanting to take his cock put of
my mouth because I love sucking the pretty thing. When it's hard enough, I take
his long snake in my throat again loving that my nose is plastered to his belly
with his orange pubic hairs surrounding my face, and between my lips, and up my
nose. I'm sucking his long clean cock from the root of the shaft to the
helmet head slowly, pulling it up from my throat. Sonny's moving and grunting on
the seat now rubbing my shoulders and moaning. Taking the now rock hard cock out
of my mouth, I lick up the shaft and then lick his balls with Sonny sliding his
ass forward on the seat until his asshole is over the edge. He mutters, "Rim me
some more, bitch. Take care of your master like the submissive boy that you
are." We both have boners again as I lap at his ass and then get my tongue into
his asshole, way up this time. Sonny yells, "Stop!" so I look up. He says,
"Standup, bend over and grab the sink." I blink my eyes with my cock throbbing,
and then hurry to do what I'm told, as another submissive net drifts over me. He
quickly has his cock at my hole and with one grunt and a big hip thrust it's
inside me again moving all the way up my rectum in the remains of his cum and
what's left of the jelly. He fucks me in a rapid rabbit fuck grunting with the
effort and I'm soon moaning in intense sexual pleasure again. Sonny gets his
arms around my belly with the side of his face on my back near my shoulder and
he's firing his cock inside me moving his hips very fast. This goes on for maybe
five minutes reducing me to whines of pleasure as I'm humping my hips forward
trying to climax from the sensations reverberating in my ass. My cock feels so
good and the inside of my thighs near my hard nuts ache for a second, then I
squeal with my head back and a spurt of cum plops out of my boner feeling like
it's five ounces of spunk. My shoulders shudder as I moan and Sonny squeals
climaxing, but jerks his cock completely out of my ass and shoots a little
stream of cum on my butt left cheek before getting his cock back in my ass. I
don't know if he shot anymore up my ass, and he only pumps my ass for about
fifteen seconds more and then sits back on the toilet seat lid, going,
"Oh my God, that came on me
fast. Holy shit, that was awesome." I look back still leaning on the sink while
savoring the wonderful sensations or orgasm. It's doesn't detract much that only
a spurt of cum was involved. Not for me anyway.


Sonny motions with his hand, pointing at
his cock with his forefinger, so I get between his legs again and re-clean his
cock with my throat, mouth, lips, and very active tongue. Sonny's taking deep
breaths trying to catch his breath. Finally he says, "That takes a lot of
energy, let me tell ya. You submissive boys just need to make your pussies
available to your man and he does all the work after that." Jesus, Sonny's way
worse than Ray with the 'my man' stuff. He takes a deep breaths as I continue
sucking on his cock," then he says, "Whoa, I didn't expect to fuck you again so
soon. Not bad for my first time. Two fucks and three or four oral sex episodes.
Okay, okay, that's enough, my cock's getting a little sensitive." I reluctantly
slide his cock out of my mouth on my tongue, then look up at Sonny. He says,
"Get me my clothes now, I'm beat." I go into the bedroom and pick up his few
pieces of clothing and hand them to him. He says, "Thanks, you can get dressed
now." I'll be damn, he reminds me of Ryan a little bit. That's cool. It's funny
how guys start out slow being dominant, and when they see I'll put up with them
ordering me around, they up the ante, like Sonny's, 'Get my clothes,' order, and
he fully expects I'll do it because I've done earlier things he told me to do.
I'm actually encouraging them unconsciously. Yeah, but it's fun and so very sexy
to me. That whole deal with Sonny tonight was fun and I like sucking cock, so
what's my complaint? I don't have a realistic one. No foul, no
harm. Okay, I'm up to three boyfriends now where
I used to have just two, and of course that doesn't count the side sex in
addition to my three boyfriends. Yes indeed, I'm back in the alley-cat saddle
again alright. What the hell, a boys gotta have some fun when he's young. That
was damn good dominant sex for the sole purpose of having dominant sex, like
Ryan and I used to have sometimes. No agenda other than a sexy time together.
Since Ryan moved I was down to no fucks per day occasionally, although usually I
had one and then sometimes I had two, which is what I had today, but that can go
up. It's good to see boyfriend number three is good for more than one fuck per
date, unlike Ray. It looks like Sonny is a better replacement for Ryan than Ray
as far as dominant sex goes, not that I'm giving up Ray. The trick will be to
not get caught doing all this alley-catting the rest of the summer, which is a
big part of the game, and of course most importantly never disappoint any of my
boyfriends, but especially my number one boyfriend, Robby. My guilty conscience
will serve Robby well I should think. I'm really going to please and pleasure my
true love, fer sure. Sonny's dressed and back in the bedroom
with me. He puts his arm across my shoulders, saying, "You've been perfect,
Dylan. I've already thanked you a couple dozen times, but I'm thanking you
again. Um, did I do the dominant sex okay? Did you get a little submissive like
you get with Ray?" I look at his eager face, and say, "Yeah, you did it good and
I did feel submissive, a lot actually. You should be proud of yourself, Sonny."
He confidently says, "I am 'cause I know I did a hell of a good job dominating
you. I told you I'm an inexperienced expert because of my porn viewing. Don't
fuck up, Dylan, get that dildo like I told you for me to use getting you hot
next time. Get it tomorrow." I roll my eyes and mutter, "Okay, Sonny, I will."
He goes, "Well, um, you know, I thanked you all those times, don't you want to
thank me?" I go, "Thank you, Sonny." He says, "That was weak, work on it. Okay,
call me, I gotta go. It was more than wonderful though, it was the best time
I've ever had," and he gives my lips a quick kiss and then does the posse
'goodbye' routine making me chuckle. After all we went though he does the posse
'goodbye' when leaving. He says, "Call me tomorrow when you've bought the dildo.
Get a fat one, I'll see ya, boyfriend," and he's gone.


to be continued...    Donny Mumford    thinat20@yahoo.com


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