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(This is the fantasy experience I've been dreaming about lately, so I thought maybe I'd post it as a story. I was lucky enough to experience something somewhat similar to this, though not nearly as in-depth or with all the fetishes, 3-4 years ago with a wonderful escort long since retired. And I haven't found what I really needed since yet... So if you know any twinks that might be good at something like this *wink*...) ;o)

 

There's a knock at my hotel room door, and I open it up. There he is, a tan, blond twink boy [think a look like the porn star Dillon Samuels] with a bit of a surfer boy look, casual dress with tank top, running shorts, and tennis shoes. His blue eyes are striking and intelligent. He's smiles and greets me confidently and comes in. We sit down, chit chat a bit, maybe have a drink to break the ice, but I'm still awkward [27 y/o shy country boy here].

 

Suddenly he gets up and walks over me (still seated). To my surprise, he pulls down the front of his silky running shorts just enough to expose his perfect cock and large shaved balls. "Lick," he half whispers, half growls in a agrressively seductive tone.

 

Without hesitation, I begin to kiss, lick, and worship his perfect sex, from tip to balls to his inner thighs and up under his taint. It's obvious he's very clean, but he has that light, sexy smell of twink musk on him that's intoxicating. I think to myself I hope to do this again sometime right after he's freshly worked out and sweaty. He quickly gets fully erect from my tongue's attention to his beatiful cock and balls. I can hear him softly moan as he moves himself above me in such away I can just barely lick his tight rosebud too, which makes him shiver and let out little cries of pleasure. Suddenly I feel his hand on the back of my head gripping, tight enough, but with enough gentleness I'm not afraid. Somehow without being too rough he gets me from my seated position to on the floor on my knees.

 

"Fucking suck my big fat cock." This isn't a whisper. It's quite loud in fact...in a cocky way though, not angry, and I can feel the heat of myself blushing, wondering if anyone else could hear. I immediately take him into my mouth and begin to suck and swirl my tounge around his pulsing tool. I can taste his salty precum on the tip of his shaft every time my tounge grazes his sensitive cockhead, and I can hear him softly pant. Before long I can feel him tighten his grip on the back of my head and begin to fuck my face in slow, rhythmic motions. My eyes glance upwards and I see him smirking looking down on me like a god, a satisfied grin on his face as he's clearly enjoying the power he has over this submissive boy. His thrusts continue to become slowly stronger, and I gag once on his large cock. From his face, he seems to enjoy this a little, but at the same time I feel him backing off ever so slightly. The feeling of safety overwhelms me as I realize he's being kind, and I worship his cock ever more eagerly, wanting to please him... I can feel him pulsing more and more, getting close, and suddenly he pulls his cock from my lips. I feel him brush the hard dick across my face, cheeks and lips especially, soaking them in pre as he makes me kiss and lick his cock and balls a bit more.

 

He grins as he pulls my clothes off me, exposing me completely to him and making me blush and feel selfconscious. He makes sure when pulling off my jeans and briefs to play with my already hard cock a bit until I let out a few whimpers. Himself still partially dressed, he finally begins to pull off the rest of his own clothes, but only after I'm completely naked before him. His sunkissed chest is as beautiful as the rest of him. He's thin, but not too thin, and toned, but not at all overbuilt. To me, even if just tonight, he's a god...

 

He smirks and climbs onto the bed in the most provocative and seductive pose I imagine possible. "Did I tell you to stop fucking sucking me off??" he demands in his cocky tone, authority but also a sense of playfulness in his voice. I immediately climb over him, placing butterfly kisses up and down his chest and then continue to work on his hard cock and occasionally balls. Suddenly I feel his hand smack my ass while his other hand toys with my own sex teasingly. I moan and whimper as more spanks follow. They're firm and hard, and I know my ass is going to be red from them for some time, which just turns me on more as I work his sex while taking my discipline. I feel him getting close again, and suddenly the hand playing with me pulls my head off him.

 

He suddenly half tackles me, wrestling a bit and easily pinning me on my back and kissing me hard, his equally hard and wet cock pressing againt my own. While still holding my hands down, he moves his head down my body and lix up and down my cock and balls, then takes my cock into his mouth. It's some of the best head I've ever experienced. He sucks and swirls his tongue and it's not long before I'm so very close to cumming. He knows it. He stops and smiles, still keeping me pinned and moving back over me to kiss me hard again. Bundling both my hands so he can hold them down with one, he reaches down with his now free hand and begins to slowly stroke me, my cock all wet from his saliva. I pant and moan as his eyes stare into mine and he gets me close again...and then he whispers three little words.

 

"Don't you cum."

 

I gasp and pant even harder, those words turning me on even more as I struggle to obey...to not cum. He continues to work my dick with his strong hand while I writhe, moan, and try to hold back my orgasm. I try so hard not to cum... "Good boy," he taunts. "Just a few more minutes, and I won't have to punish you." It's an intentionally impossible goal, and I can hear the amusement dripping from his voice. He alternates between tickling my balls, lightly stroking my cock, and pumping me more forcefully, seeming to randomly cycle, spitting on his hand occasionally for lube and sensing from my panting, writhing, and my pulsating cock when I'm close. Then he backs off just enough to let me not cum, keeping me on that torturous edge for, what seems like to me, hours. He kisses me with tongue sensuously and powerfully once more as he expertly plays with me, and I feel myself almost lose it, but I have just enough will to hold it back one last time. But then he just continues to play with me mercilessly ever more. "Just two minutes and you'll be such a good boy! Just whatever you do...don't you cum." As if a trigger, I cry out loudly as the last words roll off his tongue and thick spurts of semen paint his hand and body over me. I cum like a guyser and there's so much it feels like it won't end as I whimper, knowing I'm in trouble, feeling so vulnerable to him.

 

His hand doesn't stop. He keeps stroking. Keeps pumping. Keeps teasing. It intensifies the orgasm to an almost unbearable level, and once the orgasm ends, starts to drive me completely mad with pleasure and overstimulation to the point where I'm writhing wildly and feeling I'll surely pass out. I know this is the punishment he warned me of. I struggles and whimper. "I told you not to cum," he chastises. "and now...you're going to cum again, when I want you to, and I'm going to milk you until you do." The grin on his face priceless if I wasn't too busy writhing around to look. His thumb rubs up and down the glans of my now oversensitive cock and I feel like screaming.

 

And then, he straddles my face, his cock still hard and dripping with arousal, and he begins facefucking me in earnest. His hand is still reached back, playing with me, torturing me, trying to work more cum out of me, and after a few minutes, the torture dies down and I'm hard again and it's feeling amazing again. I feel him close in my mouth as he facefucks me faster. "Mmm...yeah...swallow my fuckin' load." Suddenly I feel a spurt of hot, salty jizz fill my mouth and I swallow as fast as I can. Midway through orgasm, he pulls out of my mouth and deposits the rest of his creamy load all over my face, nose, cheeks, and lips, masturbating himself to get every last drop. Without even being told to, I kiss and lick over his cock and balls to clean off all the cum and milk out the last drop, and when he's completely clean he rewards me by aggressively pinning my hands, moving down me once more, and taking my sex into his mouth. He works me hard and fast until I yelp and my second orgasm hits, another hot load being coaxed from my overworked balls as he swallows and drains every last drop, just teasing my now completely spent cock a little after before pulling off.

 

He grins and lays beside me again, kissing my cum-covered lips gently and wrapping his arms around me to hold me and gently stroke my back and bum. I kiss his soft yet firm tummy in thanks then hug him close and lay my head on his soft tummy near his crotch, feeling exhausted in the afterglow of such amazing sex, and softly fall asleep to the sweet smell of sex and warmth of his body.

 

The end.

 

(PS. While I did write this myself, I do want to give credit where credit is due and say part of the inspiration is a story on the Nifty Archive called "Revisiting Cum Denial", and it's an awesome story if you care to check it out - you can search at asstr.org.)

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Great story.

 

This could be my fantasy too but I'd change just one thing.

 

Instead of the blond twink showing up in shorts and a tank top, I'd have him the room service waiter, delivering the dinner I ordered. He would be wearing a short white mess jacket over a white shirt with bow tie and tight fitting navy blue pants with a colored strip down the side.

 

The rest is pretty much on track :-)

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Mmm...I like it. I like uniforms too, just not as much as the surfer-boy look (soccer boy look is hot too). Waiter does sound really hot - I kinda like suit and tie on the right boy too. Glad you enjoyed the story, and thanks for the comments!

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>Mmm...I like it. I like uniforms too, just not as much as

>the surfer-boy look (soccer boy look is hot too). Waiter does

>sound really hot - I kinda like suit and tie on the right boy

>too. Glad you enjoyed the story, and thanks for the

>comments!

 

I really enjoyed the story too...:-)

 

The surferboy image worked for me, though it would have been hot for me with any kind of athletic twink, actually. The ultimate for me would probably be a football player type - big and "tuff" but still with a cute twink "all-American" kind of look.

 

:-)

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Glad you liked it also! Hehe - well I do like football uniforms - just most football players are a bit overbuilt for me (believe it or not I prefer a little extra tummy to too much muscle). But yeah, I can definitely see that as being very hot. ;o)

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>Glad you liked it also! Hehe - well I do like football

>uniforms - just most football players are a bit overbuilt for

>me (believe it or not I prefer a little extra tummy to too

>much muscle). But yeah, I can definitely see that as being

>very hot. ;o)

 

Some tummy is cute too...I also love big arms, whether it's muscle or bulk. A big lug of a young guy with bulky arms and a big torso would be heaven to me...If he looks hot in a football uniform or even just a football jersey and shorts (and chances are he'll look VERY hot that way) that would be even better! ;-)

 

When he first shows me his cock, I'd probably want him to say "suck it..." - in that "aggressively seductive" tone you suggested (so perfectly) - part dare, part invitation, part command. "Aw, yeah, suck it," he'd continue, still as much of a seductive plea as it was an order, even as the hand on my head pushing up and down was causing more of the bj than I actually was, lol...meanwhile, I'd reach up and massage those big arms while he comandeered my head...:-)

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  • 2 weeks later...

I can keep you hard and dripping and on the edge of cumming for hours... saliva running out of your hungry mouth running down the length of my hard thick cock... You should write to me!

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LOL! Love the uniform idea. I have soccer, surfing, football gear, wrestling gear, boxing gear, mountaineering gear... all things I do in real life. Nice suit and tux as well in case you like some good solid room service!

Tyger!

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503.317.8055

http://www.tygerscent.biz/Galleries.html

http://www.tygerscent.biz

http://www.daddysreviews.com/area.php?loc=63150&who=tyger_portland

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