“Ask Hank how much he wants to watch.” Ralph commanded.
You repeated his question.
“I really want to.” I choked out. I had been waiting for this, wanting this, but somehow it still felt like a dream – like the world was far away somehow.
Ralph said something low in your ear, and then you repeated, “Shut the door, and come closer.”
I did as Ralph had you tell me, my heart racing, feeling a sudden swell of anticipation.
I moved slowly down the room, feeling my cock straining to break free. About halfway down, Ralph held up a hand and I stopped.
“Do you like riding my dick?” Ralph asked you.
You nodded, shutting your eyes, still red in the face.
“Tell Hank how it feels to have my dick in your ass.”
“It feels so good,” you said, eyes still closed.
“So good, what?”
“It feels so good to have your dick in my ass, sir.”
“You like getting fucked.”
You nodded.
“Look at Hank and tell him you like getting fucked.”
Your shudder was subtle but still visible. You tilted your head forward, your body rebelling as much as it could, but you were unable to resist Ralph’s commands. You raised your eyes to meet mine and said, with a note of defiance – maybe to overcome your shame, “I love getting fucked.”
Ralph smirked. “Tell him you love being watched when you’re getting fucked”
“I love being watched when I’m getting fucked.”
“Now tell Hank you want to suck his cock.”
Just what I’ve been waiting for!
“I want to suck your cock.”
I had already started to unzip my coveralls, but Ralph held up a finger and whispered something else in your ear.
Your look of surprise – fear almost – was like a jolt of electricity shot through the room.
“Tell him,” Hank commanded.
You said nothing for a second, fighting with yourself. For a second you looked as if you might free yourself from Ralph’s mental clutches, then a flash of excitement – or was it panic? – lit up your features, and then you sunk back down, moaned as Ralph’s dick twitched inside you, hung your head, and said, “Open the blinds.”
It was my turn to freeze. Here I was ready to feed you my dick, something I’d been dreaming about for weeks, and now Ralph had us both caught off guard. It was a test – the price of getting what I wanted was to let the eyes of the outside world in to watch. Ralph smirked wickedly as he thrust deep into your supple body.
I took a deep breath, and walked over to the windows – the windows Ralph had just made me clean, and twisted open the blinds. The lights of the city shown bright in the darkness – the cars and shops at street level, and the other offices higher up, on our level, all stood out like little televisions with crystal clear pictures, people working late in sterile offies, just like this one – little pictures framed by the darkness outside, clear as day for anyone watching to see exactly what was going on onside.
I turned back to you.
“Tell Hank how hungry you are for his cock.”
“I’m so hungry.”
“Look at him and tell him.”
You raised your head with what seemed to be the weight of the whole world, showing your face for the first time to anyone outside who might be watching. A single tear fell down your face. It made me hold my breath – so much shame… and yet so much pleasure at the same time. You were powerless, and mortified and transfixed by every moment of your ecstatic humiliation.
You licked the tear up with your tongue when it reached the corner of your mouth. “I need to suck your cock.”
I had already made my decision when I opened the blinds, and with a wild thrill, I finished unzipping myself, and let my dick free through the slit in my boxers. I walked the last few feet to you, and Ralph pushed your head forward until those warm salty lips met the tip of my aching cock, and parted to let me in.
You felt so good. Ralph pushed your head up and down for a minute, not granting you even the smallest amount of control, and then asked, “Do you want Hank to facefuck you.”
A choked gurgle came from your throat as Ralph pushed you all the way down, the tip of my cock hitting the back of your throat, and you nodded as much as you could.
“Your head belongs to Hank now,” and feeling some sense of the spell of Ralph’s commands, even though he hadn’t said a word directly to me all night, I took both my hands and took control of your head, using your mouth as a fleshlight.
In and out I pumped your skull up and down on my cock, your tongue sliding along the underside of my shaft, and your throat opening to receive the tip of my cock with every thrust in. This was the best I had felt in years.
Your chokes melded with the slapping of your ass cheeks against Ralph’s thighs, spitroasted and invaded from both ends. Ralph commanded your ass and had given your head over to me. You existed only for our pleasure – a length of flesh between lips and sphincter – nothing more than a living fucktoy, meant to satisfy our cravings.
And then I felt my load rising, the swell of ecstasy taking over my whole body, the concentrated jet of bliss shooting through my shaft – deep into your throat – jet after jet of spunk lining your insides, claiming even more of you as my own.
And then I was spent, releasing you, leaving you gasping for air and choking on cum, looking dazed but fulfilled. And then your eyes rolled up and you let out a deep involuntary moan as Ralph thrust up into you, poking your prostate.
I was breathing hard, riding my high, zipping myself up, when Ralph spoke to me directly for the first time that night.
“Raise the blinds Hank.”
You let out a whimper and we both knew what Ralph had in mind. I pulled the blinds up so people didn’t even have the thin lines to obstruct their view anymore, and stepped back to the side.
Ralph stood, still inside you, and walked you over to the window, hands bracing yourself on the glass.
“Fuck yourself on my dick.”
You pressed back into him, and then out again, back and forth, eyes closed and head hung again… and as you fucked yourself on Ralph’s massive tool, he raised your chin again, and leaned in close, “open your eyes.”
You did, seeing the world looking back at you, letting another man control you – fucking you, make you fuck yourself on him – for everyone to see.
“Everyone can see you,” Ralph said.
Your cock twitched.
“They can all see what a cock-hungry slut you are.”
You lowered your hand to jerk yourself, and Ralph caught it, placing it back on the window.
“You don’t get to cum unless you can fuck it out of yourself.”
You whimpered again, and pressed into Ralph harder, aching to cum.
“You want the people outside to see you cum. You want them to see how much you need a dick in your ass to cum… say it?”
“I need a dick in my ass to cum.”
“Do you want to cum?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good boy.”
“Show the world how my dick makes you come.”
You picked up the pace now, moving faster, thrusting Ralph into you deeper, panting now, spending yourself…
Ralph let you control the pace for a few moments, and then grabbed your hips and furiously started fucking you. With one hand he grabbed your throat, and with the other he pressed on your lower back, arching you so his cock would hit your prostate which each thrust.