Date: Mon, 2 Aug 2010 12:52:25 -0500
From: Mikey Dallas <novnlla@hotmail.com>
Subject: Master Jason and Slave Pt.2

This is part two of Master Jason and Slave. Thanks to all who wrote and
liked the first part. I will try to take suggestions under advisement, but
can't promise the story will go just the way you hope. Take what you can
out of it and use your twisted imaginations to fill in the rest. :)

This is a work of fiction intended for adults only. All the usual
restrictions apply.


On my knees with my face buried in Master Jason's filthy jock using his wad
of spit to moisten and extract his essence had my cock harder than I could
ever have imagined. I have never had a thing for raunch, but knew that I
liked being told what to do, and that seems to have been more than enough
to have me really going. As I worked that jock with my tongue I could feel
some real stirrings going on in that jock and hoped I would soon get my
first real look at his cock.

"You like my old piss and cum, shit head?"

"Yes sir, I mumbled through the fabric."

"Good, that was your only choice of an answer anyway." he said with a
smirk.  "Now, get ready for your next treat."

With that he stepped back and pulled the jock off revealing a cock that
could have been described as both beautiful and nasty at the same
time. Growing rapidly, it was a good 7" and thick with a slight bend to the
left and a thick vein running down the side. But what really had my
attention was that he was uncut! His head was just starting to poke through
the foreskin and was totally slicked up with pre-cum.

"If you liked the taste of my jock, your really going to like what I have
saved for you here." he said as he grabbed the skin on his dickhead and
pulled it forward hiding his dick inside.  "I find that my slave type boys
like it best when I am not too careful about keeping things really
pristine." he smirked once again.  "That means I have a good weeks worth of
sweat, piss, and pre residue built up just for you."

With that he took a step forward.

"Now, don't move a muscle, shit-head." he growled.

He took his hands and spread the foreskin as wide as he could and then
clamped it right over my nose!

"Take a deep breath through your nose," he said.

I did as I was told, (since that what turns me on most) and was rewarded
with a pungent mix of sex and old stinking toilet smell that caused my
already hard prick to jump involuntarily several times.

"Good, I see you like that as well, your showing real promise for a first
meeting." "Now, keep your head still and stick your tongue out."

I put my tongue out as far as I could and he took the inside of the
foreskin and wiped it all over my tongue.

"Now, put your tongue back in your mouth and swirl that around a little."
"Don't swallow!" he commanded.

By now I was in a mental frenzy. This is more than I had ever done before
in a situation that I was being controlled and I knew already that it was
what I was really meant for. I would never willingly do any of these
things, but somehow with this super-hot god standing there ordering me to
do them made all the difference in the world.  He took his fingers and
wiped the residue from my nose, told me to open my mouth and shoved his
fingers in.

"Clean that shit off my fingers, pig!" "I think it's time you got a taste
of the rest."

By now his cock was at full mast. The weight of it had it just above
parallel, and the pre-cum was hanging off the end a good six inches. He
grabbed the back of my head and told me to stick my tongue out again. When
I did he immediately started to rub the head all over my tongue. When that
was clean he wiped the sides of his dick on my tongue, and then his ball
sack followed.

"I hope you appreciate how long it took to build up that flavor for you,
shit-head." "It will be at least a week before it gets that good again."

He didn't wait for a response and instead took aim right at my mouth,
grabbed the back of my head, and shoved that spit slicked cock right to the
back of my throat. His skin was like silk on my tongue and I moaned a bit
as he started to pump that monster back and forth, never taking it all the
way out.

"Oh yeah, that's a good cocksucker." he moaned.

With that he just tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and used my mouth
as the fuck-hole it was meant to be. My eyes were watering from the
assault, and my dick was hurting from being so hard for so long, and I was
loving every second of it. I could tell by the way his body was tensing
that this was not going to last much longer.

"Oh yeah, take my cum you worthless, little pig, shit-head mother fucker!"
he yelled.

He pulled his cock back so just the head was inside my mouth and started
blasting away. I could distinctly feel six jets of cum filling my mouth as
his body shuddered above me. I drank it down like the good slut I was and
held his dick in my mouth while he recovered from his orgasm.

"Good job, shit-head." he said as he pulled his cock out, wiped it on my
face and lips and looked down at me.

"Now, that was a really good start, but I want you to know that when we get
together a week from today, were going to take this a step or two farther,
you got that?"

I just looked up at him with adoring eyes and nodded. I didn't know what he
had in mind, I just knew that all those pathetic little limits I had always
insisted upon were going to be going out the window soon, and at least for
now, I just did not care.

"Alright then", he said as he grabbed my clothes, walked to the door,
opened it and threw them on the front stoop.

"Don't fucken be late." "Oh, and by the way," he said as he grabbed his
nasty jock and threw it at me. "When you get here next week, I expect you
will have sucked out every bit of left over piss and cum from this jock."
"I'll have a new one for you ready to go and we will just rotate them week
to week so you always have something to work on before our next meeting."

"Yes sir!" I said as I got up and hurried after my stuff. He slammed the
door leaving me to quickly get dressed before any one could see me naked
with my still rock hard cock standing straight up against my stomach. I
knew it was going to be a lost week for me as I would be dreading, and
looking forward to our next meeting a week from now both at the same time.


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