When ‘Uncle’ Leon left, I used the time to freshen up – showered, shampooed, and, though I shouldn’t have been surprised, found a razor and shaving cream. So… I decided to shave my legs and underarms. I do not have thick hair, but even so, shaving did make a difference and, without any hair, my legs felt, well, sexy. I also found nylons and a garter belt and decided to try them on. It was exciting I actually got hard when I slipped the nylons on my now totally smooth legs. I also trimmed the hair in my crotch, but I didn’t take it all off for the bald look, like you see so often in porn movies, I just cropped it real close, my hair isn’t very heavy anyway, but I just wanted to have less.
I spent the rest of the time until Dannell and Donnell arrived checking out the restraints I was going to need for my payback to LaMar. In addition to the collar and chain LaMar had used on me there were wrist and ankle restraints and straps that would fit around the waist, chest, and the legs too. There was sufficient hardware that it seemed as if the legs could be restrained either spread or together. I thought about it and decided I wanted LaMar restrained with his legs spread, so I could have access to his balls, not to hurt them, that wasn’t part of my plan, I was going to stimulate them. Hopefully in a way that he would never forget.
About two hours later, Uncle Leon returned with the tooth guards I wanted and he took me up to the kitchen in the house to boil them in water and fit them. He told me that the twins would be another hour or so, since they needed to do some family business.
That gave me an idea.
“Uncle Leon, since Dannell and Donnell won’t be here for an hour or so, would you be willing to help me test this tooth guard, please?” I tried to sound a little girly when I spoke. Leon just looked at me and smiled, just a grin at first, but gradually spreading to a smile that made me weak in the knees. This sexy brown man actually seemed to like me, I started to get a little excited.
“What do you have in mind, little boi?” he asked In that basso that seemed like chocolate and honey together.
I popped the tooth guards into my mouth, and just stuck my tongue out…
He gently grasped the sides of my head in his two big hands and drew it to his erection. I kissed up and down the length of his stiffening boner, then down to his magnificent ball sack, gently lipping and licking his balls, together and individually. Then tonguing my way back up his now erect sissy pleaser to the tip, when I poked my tongue into his pee hole, probing for some precum, I was rewarded with a light moan and a deep-voiced chuckle. That actually made me start to leak, I was surprised when I caught a glimpse of my little peepee leaking, but it made me feel warm and proud because I was being so sissy in front of this masculine brown god.
And, the mouth guards helped, I was able to, for lack of a better word, attack his penis with my mouth without fear of scraping him. As a test, I stopped for a moment, and slurping my spittle back into my mouth, asked, “Uncle, I want to close my mouth a little and I need you to tell me if you feel teeth scraping or if it feels smooth. “ “Ok, my sweet little pussy boi,” he answered in a voice that sounded like a lion purring.
I forced my mouth down onto his shaft, getting him in almost the whole way – so far that I had a chance to practice suppressing my gag reflex. His deep growling moans were a big encouragement for me. I stopped, slid back off of his sissy-pleaser and looked at him with what I hoped was, if not worship, then deep affection in my eyes. I actually felt almost a little like weeping for joy.
“Uncle Leon, does the guard work?”
“Yeah, it does, actually, it sorta feels good to feel them on my shaft, its almost as if there were fingers in there gripping me. You actually might be the best sissy I have ever had.”
With that kind of encouragement, I went right back to work with determined enthusiasm. And desire – the desire to feel his spurt deep in my mouth and taste his man goo before gulping it down my throat. I moved his hands to the back of my head and he immediately got the idea, gripping me firmly, then actually grasping me and using my head and mouth like a jack-off sleeve sex toy. after just a few moments, I was rewarded with the splashes of three spurts deep into my throat, then two more slightly less forceful ones. The feel and taste were deliciously satisfying. But it was a bizarre kind of satisfaction, as it left me wanting more, if that made sense…
“Mmmmm” I couldn’t help myself, his cum tasted so good in my mouth, and I was so proud of myself. When LaMar had throated and face-fucked and ass-fucked me, he had been driven by his own desire to use me to satisfy himself and dominate me, but Leon had treated me like a lover – as if I were a sweet little girl and I had pleased him enough that he became excited enough to orgasm.
I was pleased and satisfied, but like an athlete who does well in an event, I was already looking forward to the next game.
Even so, I had to try to make him understand how special it was to me to be able to lure his spunk out of his balls and into my mouth, spread it over my tongue using the roof of my mouth, then swallow every drop. I had to thank him and tell him how much it meant to me, that I would never forget the first time I had ever been able to love a cock of a sexy man who liked me. I never have forgotten – there are times when I can’t recall parts of LaMar’s assaults on my ass and throat, but I remember everything about Leon: the shade of dark brown of his shaft, the sort of pinkish tint of the head, how the inside of his slit tasted, when I first licked it, when the first pre-cum graced the tip of my tongue, and while it was squirting jizz into my eager oral love appliance. I don’t know if it was love as much as it was worship, not religious worship, but the deep personal admiration of someone who seems to care for you and is a person you think well of.
“Uncle, it was so good, your penis and your jizz both tasted so good and you were so hard. I will never forget this. Thank you. I hope you will let me suck you a lot more in the future.”
He just chuckled that basso that melted me inside again, looked me in the eye and said, “you can count on that, Timmy, you can count on that.” With that, he took my face in those big strong hands, drew me close and moved to kiss me. I shied away because of the loads he had blessed my mouth with. Then he did laugh, it was a sincere and reassuring laugh. “You been watching too much porn, baby boy?” I looked at him puzzled – because I was. “I’m not some dick in a porn movie who won’t kiss the mouth that just pleased him so sweetly. You pleased me, I think you are a pretty little boy, and from what my nephews tell me, you are a good kid, a nice guy, now come here and kiss your uncle Leon, baby.”
Then I did cry. And he, my handsome, manly, strong and gentle ‘Uncle’ Leon held me.