Date: Wed, 13 Jan 2016 23:35:26 +0000
From: Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
Subject: Ranch's Bitch part 16

Ranch's Bitch
By Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
M/m/M+, rural, college, cock sucking, ass play, masturbation, cum eating,
reluctance, non-reciprocation, mild domination. 
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Part 16

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Mark used three fingers inside my ass for more than two minutes and I
didn't cum. I have had my chance to cum and feel better, but I still didn't
know if I'd be able to cum without jerking off. It was a big challenge and,
despite horny, I've never done that before. I was trying to learn how to
feel pleasure by being finger fucked but it wasn't easy. There was a spot
in my ass that made me moan every time Mark touched it, but I still didn't
know how that feeling could make me cum. What should I do? Mark suggested
that it would be easier to cum if I had more fingers inside me, but even
after three fingers, I still didn't cum. Now it was my turn to make Mark
feel good, and I had to lick his balls while my hand stroked his cock. Mark
was already on the bed and he opened his legs for me to kneel between
them. I knew what I had to do, so I went to the floor without saying a
word. I noticed that after everything that happened so far, Mark's cock was
drenched with precum. When I touched it, I felt my hand becoming sticky
with precum. It should have disgusted me, but it rather made me salivate. I
loved the taste of precum and his dick had lots of this delicious cream.

This time, Mark didn't lay down, he just rested on his elbows. I thought he
just wanted to be closer to me and watch me from a better
perspective. However, I was surprised when I felt his hand on the back of
my head. That wasn't his style, and I thought of Brian on the previous day
when I sucked his dick. I was a bit scared and Mark noticed it when he
looked me in the eyes.

`Don't worry, dude. I'm just trying to help you to make me cum, otherwise
this will never end. Relax and let me help you, ok?'

I really wanted to finish this so I accepted to have his hand on my
head. He pulled me closer to him and I felt the taste of his sac as I
touched it with my tongue again. At first, his hand was just lying there,
caressing my hair and slowly moving around it. But soon, the soft touch of
his hand was changed by a tougher grip and he held me by the hair. I looked
at him again and he looked back.

`Don't worry. I'm just trying to get off. You want me to cum, don't you? I
know you do. So I need this to get better or it will never happen' Mark was
speaking softly, maybe he didn't want to scare me more than I already
was. `If you want me to cum, I'd feel better if you put my whole sac in
your mouth. Can you do that for me?'

I didn't want to do that, but apparently Mark wasn't in the mood to wait
for my good will. He knew he could push me into doing things I didn't want
to if he applied some energy and some force to it.

`Open your mouth, c'mon. Open it wide or it won't fit. Try to put one ball
inside. Let it in' I could feel Mark's biceps contracting while he pulled
me even closer to his sac. His other hand came closer to my mouth and
touched my lips and my tongue. He moved his fingers, trying to make me open
my mouth. His fingers got inside my mouth and I couldn't keep it closed
anymore. As soon as he managed to open my mouth, I felt one ball getting
inside it.

`Yeah, Andy. That feels awesome. Now suck this ball gently but with
passion. I know you want it, so go for it. I promise I won't tell anyone'
Mark insisted.

It was weird to have my friend's ball in my mouth. I didn't think it was as
bad as sucking a cock, but it still worried me. My biggest concern was to
imagine he wouldn't talk to me once I was done. I thought he would cum and
never look at me again.

I knew I could have problems after that, but what could I do? Mark had his
hand on my head and I couldn't go anywhere. Plus, I had one of his balls in
my mouth and I was supposed to suck it. Well, at least, that's what he
wanted. I sucked it gently, because I knew it was a very sensible part of a
man's body, but I didn't know how to please a man only by sucking his
balls. Mark knew he needed to instruct me, his virgin friend.

`Use your tongue and move it around my ball in your mouth. I need you to
get used to this coz I want you to have both my balls inside your
mouth. Can you do that for me?' Mark asked but he didn't want to have an
answer. I could say no, but it wouldn't change anything. He wanted me to
please him, and I had no choice on the matter.

I moved my tongue and he moaned. It should feel good, I thought. No one has
ever sucked my balls and I couldn't even imagine what it felt like. I was
trying to imagine what Mark was feeling when I felt his finger touching my
lips again.

`C'mon, let's open this mouth a bit wider? Let my other ball inside, will
ya? C'mon, Andy. Be a good friend and make me happy. Just help me out a
little bit here'

Mark always had me doing anything he wanted. I remember that whenever we
played soccer, no one would want to be the goalkeeper and that included
me. I liked to score goals but it never happened when I played with Mark
because he would insist for me to be in the goal, and I never disagreed. He
used to say I was the best goalkeeper he knew and I should be the one
defending our team. That was a big lie and I knew it. Actually, everyone
knew it. He was tricking me into doing things I didn't like, and he knew I
wouldn't say no to him. The whole team expected me to be the keeper even if
I said I wouldn't do that. All they had to do was to wait for Mark to
arrive and convince me to go to the goal. Now, I was being his goalkeeper,
but instead of holding an actual ball with my hands, I was holding his
balls in my mouth.

I opened it wider, just like he wanted, and soon I had his two balls in my
mouth. I didn't know how they got inside because they were huge. With my
mouth full, I didn't know what I could do to please Mark but he told me.

`I know this will be harder now, but I need you to keep using your tongue
to play with my balls in your mouth. You know you can do it. You know you
want to make me happy, don't you?'

Mark kept his hand on my head, caressing my hair. His other hand touched my
chin and inferior lip. All this intimacy made me feel closer to Mark and I
did want to please him. I can't deny that I was glad to know my mouth was
making him happy, I could make him feel good. His hands touching me, his
words of support, my mouth and tongue on his balls were driving me
crazy. That's when I looked at him with the most genuine slut face because,
for the first time, I really wanted to satisfy my bud.

I think I was drooling after a while, but I didn't care. I could feel his
cock throbbing in my hand and it made me happy. His smell was so good, it
was the smell of dick, precum and sex. I was so horny, I thought I could
cum but it didn't happen, increasing my horniness and frustration.

Mark put his finger in my mouth again and touched his balls inside of it. I
can't imagine how my mouth accommodated his balls and his finger, but there
he was filling my mouth as never before. His finger played with my tongue,
while my tongue played with his balls. I didn't know what Mark wanted,
mainly when he withdrew one ball from my mouth and then the other one. I
felt his wet balls touching my chin, while my tongue was free to lick his
sac again. His hand on my head was holding me gently but tightly. He didn't
have to hold me there because I didn't want to get away, but he was not
only trying to keep me close to him. When I least expected, he moved my
head a little bit and I knew I wasn't licking his balls anymore, but the
part where the sac and shaft meet. It had a different texture and I knew
things were getting out of control. Suddenly, my slut face was gone and I
looked worried. Mark still had one hand touching my lips and cheeks, he
made me feel well because I felt like he cared about me.

`Don't worry. Just lick this part between my cock and my balls. It feels so
fucking good'

He should be thinking I'd withdraw my tongue. I should have done that but I
didn't. However, I managed to lie: `I'm not a cocksucker'

`I know that. But this isn't like you're sucking my cock. You're licking
the base of my shaft. And it feels really good, Andy. You're making me so
hot. Do you feel how hot my cock is?'

I definitely did. Not only my right hand surrounding it, but my tongue
touching it was equally aware of his temperature. Mark was sweating, and so
was I. His heat was being passed from his body to mine and he dragged my
hand another inch toward the top. I was looking at him and I thought he
didn't notice he had done that. My tongue was visibly not near his balls
anymore and then my head moved another inch or two. I knew I had other six
or seven inches to go before reaching his dick head, so I wasn't worried. I
couldn't say anything and disturb Mark who looked so pleased. At the same
time, I was enjoying the taste of his shaft. All the precum around the
shaft was so tasty, I couldn't have enough.

However, after a while I noticed my tongue touching my finger, which was
stroking his cock.

`Hey, Mark' I had to wake him up from his trance. He heard me and then he
used his hand on my head to bring it closer to his balls again.

`Sorry about that. I just got carried away by your tongue on my cock' Mark
apologized but soon continued: `But don't stop licking it, please'

He sounded honest and I could see he was really enjoying my tongue on
him. I couldn't blame him. I've never had anyone licking my dick, but it
should be good indeed. I also knew I couldn't stop what I was doing, I
didn't want to stop him from achieving an unforgettable orgasm, I'd feel
guilty if I did that.

I started licking the base of his dick again but it didn't take too long
before I felt his hand guiding me upwards, toward his dick head. It was
faster this time and soon I felt my tongue touching my finger on his shaft
again. I thought I should warn him, but he had closed his eyes. I was
afraid to say something and wake him up. `Well, there's no problem to lick
his shaft a little bit' I thought. However, he didn't stop there and my
tongue moved even more, leaving my finger behind. Other two or three inches
and I'd be licking the head of his cock, and that would be too much.

`Mark' I interrupted him once again.

This time, he looked at me for a few seconds and drove my head downwards
again, but not too much. He stopped my head around the middle of the shaft
and closed his eyes one more time.

`This feels so good, Andy' he whispered.

He didn't finish his sentence and I felt my tongue licking my fingers
again. I couldn't say anything anymore. I didn't want to wake him up. But
when I felt my tongue reaching his dick head I uttered a sound to make him
aware of where I was. I expected him to open his eyes and remove my head
from where it was, but he didn't. He did open his eyes, but only said:

`It's just the head, Andy. It feels so good when someone touches it with
the tongue. You have no idea. Lick it just a little bit, will ya?'

Mark behaved like someone who gets into a room and only then asks if he can
come in. He asked if I could lick his dick head but my tongue was already
there. I felt the different texture of his dick head, and the intoxicating
taste of his precum that was driving me crazy. The taste was way stronger
in that part where the shaft and the head meet. I wanted to say I couldn't
do that, but I would do anything to have his cum in my mouth. When he saw I
wouldn't withdraw, he closed his eyes again, because he knew I wouldn't
stop.

I was getting used to the taste and to the feeling of his dick head on my
tongue and I didn't notice I was licking his dick slit. It was amazing to
know I was tasting his precum straight from his dick. Even better,
differently from my experience with Brian, I wasn't feeling bad or guilty
about it.

Mark was moaning and his fingers were still touching my lips. He was
opening my mouth with them and I knew he wanted me to put his dick in my
mouth.

`I'm not a cocksucker, Mark' I managed to say, repeating myself.

`Just the head, Andy. Just for a minute and I'll let you go. You are
already licking the head, not much difference. Please? Just a little bit?'

As I said, I'd do anything for him, so I opened my mouth and accepted his
dick head inside it. When I felt it touching and filling my mouth, I
thought about Brian. That was the second dick I had in my mouth in two
days. I wanted to feel bad, to say once again I wasn't a cocksucker, but I
was enjoying it. I was just helping a friend in need. Mark pressed my head
and I moved down. I had probably two or three inches of his dick in my
mouth. He opened his eyes and said:

`Ooops, sorry. That's too much' then he pulled my head upwards, leaving
only the head inside. Five seconds later, he was pressing my head downwards
just to withdraw it again after apologizing. On the third time, he didn't
apologize and soon I was bobbing up and down his cock. I was sucking
another cock. Mark touched the hand I had around his cock, and removed it
from there. I wasn't stroking his cock anymore, but sucking it. That was a
bit scary, but I decided to enjoy the experience. Mark was a friend of mine
and could trust him. With him, I could enjoy the experience and be sure no
one else would know. I could do that forever. It tasted so good, and I felt
so powerful for having such a strong man inside me. For a while, I thought
I was enjoying it more than him. However, it didn't last too
long. Suddenly, I heard a voice coming from the door.

`Dude, seriously. I think this place is older than my aunt Jennie. Do you
remember her? That stupid bitch... Wow...!' That was Brian coming closer to
us. `The bitch is sucking you!'

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End of part 16

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