“How does it feel to be spit roasted, faggot?,” he asked.
While continuing to fuck me, and before I could answer he laughed.
“You sure look straight to me.”
He continued to fuck me, and I continued practicing my deep throating for a few minutes, before he pulled out of my ass.
“Now turn around and suck my cock while you fuck your ass with your new toy,” he ordered.
I quickly did as I was told.
I impaled myself with the black dildo that was way too big, and loved how it stretched me. But I was disgusted with myself as I then leaned forward and took his cock, fresh out of my ass, into my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and forced he cock all the way into my throat. Having just been stretched by the much larger dildo, I didn’t have any problem deep throating him. Then he pulled out and thrust back in a few times before pulling out.
“Slowly lick my entire cock and balls, faggot,” he ordered.
I licked as ordered, taking my time and tasting myself on his cock. Then I lowered my mouth and took each ball into my mouth in turn.
“Good boy. Now switch again. Give me that ass.”
I flipped around and was now getting ass-to-mouth from the dildo as he once again started fucking my ass.
A minute later, “Switch!” and I turned around again.
He must have had me switch five or six beforeI heard him let out a groan just before feeling his cum coating the inside of my ass. He stopped fucking me and rested for a minute before slapping my ass and saying, “Switch!”
I turned and impaled myself the dildo, felling it slip into my cum filled ass a little easier. Then I leaned in and gently sucked my cum off his slowly softening cock.
“Good slut. Now turn and clean the dildo with your mouth,” he said.
I lifted my ass off the dildo and felt his cum plop out of my ass and cover the dildo and floor as I moved.
“Get that all cleaned up, my faggot slut.”
I deep throated the dildo once again, making sure I was sucking in everything I could. Then I licked it all over and cleaned the floor around it with my tongue.
“Good faggot. That will be all for today. I took a few more pictures while we were playing. Before you get dressed, text all the pictures we took today to me and Michael with a message of appreciation.”
I opened the text app on my phone and then went to select the pictures to send. There were a lot of pictures, including many taken during our just concluded ATM session. I selected each picture and then wrote the following message:
“Thank you Sirs for making me your bitch today and using my holes. I can’t wait to do it again.”
Walter then walked away and I heard the shower start. I quickly got dressed and left. When the elevator reached the ground floor I walked with my head down toward the front door. I was hoping I wouldn’t run into Michael as I scurried towards the door, but he was still manning his station.
“Hey, faggot. Get over here,” he shouted as I tried to get to the front door without being noticed.
I walked over to him.
“You got me all hot and bothered before faggot, and now you sent me all these hot pictures. I’m going to need to dump a load in you after work before I head home,” he said.
“Where do you work?” he asked?
I told him the name of the building where I work and he recognized it right away.
“Good. That’s only a couple blocks away. Which unit are you in?” he asked.
“Suite 700, Sir.”
“O.K. faggot, I’ll be there at 6:00 this evening,” he said.
“Yes, Sir,” I responded as I walked out the door.