trading my ass p2

He closed the connection. “Well?” The moment had been broken, some light had been let into the fantasy world I had just been living in, but the scenario hadn’t changed.
I nodded. He laughed, “Good!” He came to me. “Look, I will call you dad right now, tell him to come in tomorrow, but first I have to be sure you are serious.”
He opened his pants and levered out his half hard cock. “Suck it, get on your knees and suck, just for a minute.”
And I did. I grasped it and as my fingers wrapped around the throbbing prick, it began to harden. Then I did what I had seen in magazines and porno films. I took the head into my mouth and sucked, moving my head up and down on his meaty shaft, the bulbous head hitting the back of my throat.
Suddenly, he pulled out. “Good, you’re serious.” He went to the phone, his prick bobbing as he walked. He called my house, talked to my father, “that’s right, tomorrow morning. Okay, you’re welcome.” He hung up, smiling at me. “Why not get out of those clothes.
I nodded, I was his to use, to command. And as I stripped, he did too. His body was big, and very hairy. He had a thick, dark mat of hair on his chest and down to his stomach. Even his back had hair on it. He had big tits, or at least I thought of them as tits, and what I had seen sticking through the shirt was not half the story. His nipples were huge, as thick as my thumb and easily over an inch long. He grasped them, “I like em bitten my little bitch.”
He came to me. My little cock looked pathetic next to this man’s body, his purple engorged prick. For my father, was all I could think of as he pushed me to my knees again and I began to suck. But as I sucked, I realized that was bullshit. I was doing this because I wanted to do it. He was a man, and I was not and he had the power to do what he wanted.
And he did. He sucked me, got me hard. Licked my ass, and then made me lick his hairy, dark hole. He smelled a bit funky, but not really bad. Then he fingered my ass, and finally, with some difficulty, penetrated me. I know I squealed when he entered me, and each time he hit bottom, but it was a squeal actually of pleasure, not pain.
And as he fucked me, he touched my own little cock. He told me he would suck me too, and that I could fit my penis into him, into his hairy ass.
And that was when I started to shoot. My orgasm was, well, incredible, better than any I had ever had before. But he wasn’t ready, and he kept at me and at me. I was starting to dry out, and it hurt some but he didn’t stop. “Close, close,” he kept saying.
And then he came. He thrust all the way in, deeper than before and then covered my back with his chest and stomach. I could feel his hard nipples, and hairy body on me and I knew he was shooting up inside of me. I suddenly wished I could see his cock squirt, taste his seed.
Finally, he kissed the back of my neck. “Good, very, very good,” he said. I felt him move, and then his still hard prick slid out of me. And for a moment I thought I was going to lose it. It felt like there was a quart of liquid up me. I clenched as hard as I could. “Through there,” he pointed to a door. And I ran.
When I came back, he was dressed, smiling. He motioned me over, had me sit on his lap. He reached into my pants, played with my prick. “So, kid, now you’re mine?” I nodded. “Like it?” I couldn’t help myself, I nodded. He stood me up. I could feel my cock hardening.
And then he sucked me off. Even though I had come before, he was so good at it, made me feel so sexy, that it took me only a bit over five minutes to cum. I warned him, but he swallowed all of my semen. Then he released my cock. I quickly zipped up.
“Don’t worry Kid, you come once a week and I guarantee your Father’s job security.” He laughed again, and I nodded, then hurried out of the office to his laughter.