Your Face Must Be Buried In My Sweaty And Hairy Armpit In Ten Minutes. Dont Make Me Wait, Boy

Your face must be buried in my sweaty and hairy armpit in ten minutes. Don’t make me wait, boy

New Man of the House

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PART 2

I went to the kitchen and grabbed a few pieces of paper towel to wipe my face and body from Matt’s cum. Some cum that was around my lips I licked off with my tongue.

I thought about what I should prepare for dinner. I looked at the clock, it was almost six. Janet works until six and then she needs around twenty minutes to come back home and I was sure Matt wouldn’t be happy if she had to wait after the hard working day. There was some ham in the fridge and a pack of spaghetti in the cabinet. Janet liked my pasta with ham under cream sauce. And I had just enough time to cook it.

I spend the next twenty minutes making pasta and preparing a salad. During that time I heard Matt finishing his shower and going upstairs. I had no idea what he was doing there but I was relieved he wasn’t standing in the kitchen controlling me.

As the pasta was almost ready the front door opened and Janet came in. “Hi, honey, I’m home!” I heard footsteps from upstairs. “Oh, it smells good. Are you cooking for me?”

“I’m not. But you know who came earlier from his trip?” Matt ran down the stairs and they both entered the kitchen.

“Tim!?” Janet was shocked to see me standing in the kitchen cooking dinner shirtless. “What… What are you doing here?” he was looking at me and then back at Matt not understanding what was happening there.

“Timmy came back from his trip earlier and wanted to surprise you. As I see, he’s done that”, he laughed. “I’ve already had a talk with him and explained our situation. He doesn’t mind having you sleep with me. He was even relieved when he understood he shouldn’t play male role anymore. Right, Timmy?”, he moved his sight at me.

“Yes, Sir”, I mumbled while putting pasta on the plates. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t even look Janet into the eyes but I caught an expression on her face. She seemed to be excited by the new order in the house.

They both took their places at an already served table. I brought two plates for them and poured some red wine in their glasses. I was pretty sure I shouldn’t sit with them. Actually, I knew I wasn’t allowed to sit with them. So I took my plate and was about to leave when Matt stopped me. “What do you have?” I turned so he could see the plate in my hands. “Come here, boy!” I came to them when Matt took the plate from my hands and grabbed everything on his own plate. “I didn’t allow you to take this. Look at me. I need to eat a lot to grow bigger”, he flexed his arm and laughed. “You may take some leftovers from the fridge and finally leave us alone!” I found some pizza leftovers in the fridge and was about to microwave them when Matt yelled at me again “I told you to leave us alone, don’t you understand me?” he was getting mad.

“Sorry, Sir”, I left the kitchen quickly. I went to the guest bedroom to eat my cold yesterday’s pizza. Then I went to the master bedroom to pack all my stuff and move it to the guest room or better to say — to my new bedroom.

The guest bedroom was on the second floor and there was only a wardrobe room dividing my room from the master bedroom. I was unpacking my stuff as I heard Matt and Janet going to their room. Matt was whispering something and Janet was chuckling. I heard how the door at the end of the corridor slammed close.

Despite there were two closed doors between us I could still hear Janet moaning from pleasure. I was sitting in the guest room in the house that I bought for my hard earned money, while that guy was fucking my wife in the next room. I fell so low within the last few hours.

I got into bed. It was so good to finally get into a comfy bed after such a hard day. I was already tired from my flight and change of time zones but then there was that ‘welcome’ from Matt that completely broke me down. I instinctively touched my dick as I remembered that humiliation in the bathroom. I closed my eyes and started stroking my cock while bringing the memories back.

I was so focused on imagining Matt standing over me and flexing his bulging muscles, that I didn’t notice the sound of door slamming in the corridor and heavy footsteps approaching my room. I was about to cum when suddenly the door opened and Matt was standing there filling the whole threshold.

“What are you doing, fag?!” a bright light blinded me as Matt turned the light switch. I lost control and instead of neatly cumming on my torso, I burst out all over myself and on the sheet. “Haven’t I told you, not to cum until I tell you so?” Matt was angry. He rushed back to the master bedroom, while I was lying silently on the bed covered in my own cum. I didn't know what I had to expect. Why did he run back into the bedroom? Would he come back? I was just waiting.

In a few seconds he was already back in my room holding a belt in his hand. With his other hand Matt pulled the blanket away from the bed. He turned me over so my white ass was facing him.

With my peripheral vision I could see how he swung the belt up and then… smack. I instinctively cupped my burning ass with my hands just at the moment as the second smack came. This time not only slapping my ass but also my hands. I squeaked and a few tears dropped down from my eyes.

A few next smacks came consequently making me burst out in tears. “No! Please, stop!”, I cried in pain.

“Now, you will know how to disobey your master!”, he laughed. And then my ass met the next five slaps. I felt so helpless. Then without letting me recover from spanking, Matt grabbed my head and thrusted his big sticky cock into my mouth. He had just finished with my wife and needed me to lick it clean.

“Here it is, boy! Remember, from now on that’s the closest you’re gonna get to her pussy”. His cum shot down my throat and I had no other way than to swallow it.

Matt released me and when I thought it was all over. The next set of spanking came on my ass. I was not able to count how much. But probably around a dozen. My butts were burning and I was sobbing, unable to do or even say anything.

“That’s better. Maybe now you’ll learn that my every word is an order for you. And next time, you better obey” He then turned around and left turning the lights off on his way. I immediately fell asleep with a face full of tears.

I bumped into that handsome 6’8” tall hunk in the gym locker room. He was flexing his huge arms and taking selfies in front of the big wall mirror, when he noticed me staring at him from the corner.

There was nobody else in the room, so he approached me, picked me up and pinned against the lockers. In a moment my shorts and briefs were lying down on the floor and a thick 9” long cock was thrusting into my tight ass.

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“What are you staring at, boy?, a hunky Hercules caught me looking at him on the street.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to disturb you… sir”, I didn’t know why I added that ‘sir’ but it just popped out involuntarily.

“Come here”, at that moment all I wanted was to run away and never see him again but my body didn’t listen to it. Instead I made a few steps to him and remained standing in front of him. With his pumped and hairy chest at my eyeline I realized how small and pathetic I looked next to him.

“You like it, don’t you?”, he looked down at me and bounced his pecs while still holding his arms crossed in front of them. After that he put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me to him. He pressed my face into his chest and flexed it while putting his arms around my head and giving me a nice muscular hug.

At first I got scared but having my face buried into a hairy chest and my head being held in a strong grip wasn’t that bad. I liked it. Alpha male scent hit my nostrils and made me relax, enjoying such a warm hug.

As the next I felt a hot load shooting into my pants and I melted completely in the strong hands of that guy.

Then he released me, reached down into my front pocket and fished out my phone. He saved his number and gave it back to me.

“Write me your address and wait for me tonight, fag”, he just turned around and left. He knew I would write him back and he was right.

“Good boy! Now, down on your knees!”, I handed Alex a can of beer and kneeled in front of him. He was only a freshman at college and I was a senior but that didn’t stop him from taking charge of me.

He gulped the beer and squeezed the can before throwing it down on the earth. “Don’t forget to pick it up afterwards”, he commanded while spreading his legs wide to reveal a bulge in his shorts. “Get closer, boy!”

I crawled inbetween his massive thighs without taking my look away from his smooth six-pack. I already knew what to do, so I kissed the inner side of his thigh without hesitation.

“Hahaha! Good little bitch!”, Alex slid his hand over the side of my face and then made me look up into his eyes by pointing my chin up by the side of his index finger. “What should you say now?”

“You’re so much better than me, sir. Would you, please, let me worship your marvellous body?”

“Haha, go on, fag!” I raised my hands and laid them over Alex’ meaty pecs, while he bounced them. I caressed his chest and then went up to his broad shoulders. He hit a double biceps pose for me and I continued worshipping his hard guns.

I then went down to his abs. I started kissing and licking it, while getting lower. I reached his shorts and stopped waiting for his approval to go on.

Alex just laid his hand at my shoulder allowing me to continue, so I slowly slipped his shorts down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear under the shorts, so I could enjoy his nice uncut 7 inches long cock. It wasn’t even completely hard yet, but it was already bigger than mine small dicklet, and it was as thick as a beer can.

Alex put his hands behind his head and leaned back, leatting me handle his manhood alone. I started with kissing the nice purple head of it. I stick out my tongue and went on with licking the head of his cock and then slowly taking it into my mouth. By that time his cock had already grew up to 9 inches and got a little thicker.

I started blowing on it and taking it deeper into my mouth but I was barely able to take a half of. That’s when Alex grabbed my head with both his hands and started thrusting his cock deep down my throat making me gag on it.

After around ten minutes of facefucking me, he pulled his cock out and aimed at my face. I felt around a dozen of hot shots hitting my face. He then wiped the rest of cum from his cock with my t-shirt and patted me on the cheek.

“Good fag! Now get up and bring me another beer”

“You’ve been staring at me since I got on the train. Do you have any problems?”

“No, sorry”, my voice sounded quiet and insecure. “I didn’t want to bother you”, my heart started beating faster and I blushed from awkwardness. He must’ve noticed that, because he raised the edge of his mouth in a smirk and casually flexed his arm.

“Max”, he held out his hand. “Jimmy”, I answered and shook his hand. Jimmy? I haven’t introduced myself as Jimmy since primary school. And now I say that to some stranger I see for the first time. Max had a firm grip — he squeezed my hand and held it for a moment looking at my reaction. I struggled not to show him my pain but then he finally let my hand go.

Suddenly, he stood up and took a seat next to me. “So, Jimmy”, he placed his palm on my thigh and patted it. “You’re a little fag, don’t you?” I felt goosebumps down my spine.

He leaned closer to me and whispered into my ear “You’re so pathetic and so weak”. He laughed and squeezed my leg.

Then Max slid his hand up my thigh and grabbed my crotch. My little dicklet was already semi-hard and pretty sensitive.

“Somebody seems to be aroused” he encased my penis and balls in his hand and clutched them together, making me squeak.

Then Max raised his left arm, that was closer to me, and put it behind his head revealing his flexed bicep and a wet spot under the armpit. “Sniff it! Taste the odor of the real man” he ordered in his deep charmant voice. I would like to say that he grabbed my head and pushed me in his sweaty armpit, but no — I did that voluntarily, I felt the need to obey.

I quickly looked around the car — it was almost empty and there were three free rows in front of us and two behind us. So I put my face into his warm and sweaty armpit, and took a deep breath. His masculine arome acted like an aphrodisiac for me. I enjoyed it.

At the same time Max used his other hand to unbuckle my jeans and open the zipper on them. He laid his hand on my already hard cock and started jerking it through the fabric of my briefs. “Tell me, you enjoy it, boy”

“Yeahhs, I love it. It feels so good… Sir”, I whispered in satisfaction. I didn’t know why but it felt right to address him as ‘sir’, although he was clearly around my own age.

Max continued caressing my dicklet while I was licking and kissing his armpit and solid bicep. But it didn’t take long until I felt that I was about to burst. That’s when Max lowered his left arm and cupped my head from behind. He leaned closer to my face and started kissing me. At that moment, when his tongue was deep in my mouth and his stubble was scratching my soft face, I felt the warmth filling my briefs.

Max stopped kissing me, took his hand away from my crotch and patted me on the cheek. His hand was sticky with my cum that leaked through the fabric — some of it left on my red cheek and the rest he just wiped on my t-shirt leaving a big white stain there.

He stood up, looked around the car — nobody seemed to notice our play — and leaned over me, “You had your fun and now it’s my time. Waiting for you in the toilet in five minutes. And don’t even think about wiping your face or changing a t-shirt”, he winked and went along the aisle.