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You might just be a queer if...Part 3 Written by Duchbo
We left off Part 2 with.....
Troy said "I'm going to get dressed and go out. Don't rinse your mouth. I want you to lay on your bed and jack off with the taste of my cum in your mouth. Wait till I leave though, as I don't want to see your queer dick. When I get back I want a report on how your jack off session went. I expect that with what you just went through you will have the best orgasm of your life."
Part 3
I waited till Troy left then stripped down to my briefs and laid on my bed. I discovered that the front of my briefs was wet with pre-cum. I didn't realize I was so aroused by what had happened. My mind was so full of the realization that I might be queer that I failed to notice that my cock was as hard as it had ever been. I stripped off my briefs and began jacking off. I just closed my eyes and replayed what had happened with Troy. As I reached the point where he came in my mouth, I had a gut wrenching orgasm. I never had cum so hard in my life. My cum shot up over my head and some landed on my face. I used my fingers to scoop it up and licked my fingers off, eating my own cum. It tasted just like Troy's.
I got up and took a shower and went back to bed. I laid there reading my orientation booklet for a while when the door opened and Troy came in.
"So, did you jack off like I told you to?" I nodded yes. "Did you have a big cum?" I nodded again. "Tell me what you were thinking about when you jacked off."
"I just closed my eyes and replayed the scene of my queer test. When I got to the place where you started shooting in my mouth, I just let go with the biggest orgasm of my life. It was awesome!"
"I thought that might happen. You might just be a queer if you cum while reliving a queer act. I think that proves you have mostly queer genes. That being the case, I guess I'll have to decide if I want to room with a queer. In a way, it might be good. I can get my rocks off when there are no bitches around to fuck. Like having my own private bitch to service me whenever I want. What do you say to that?"
"I'm not sure, Troy. I kind of liked what we did tonight and I think I would like to stay your roommate. I'll try to take care of your sex needs but you'll have to show me what I have to do."
Troy explained, "Tonight was just a sample of what's in store for you if you stay as my roommate. You'll have to be available to suck my cock whenever and wherever I tell you. It means being a submissive boy and serving your master. We'll start with blow jobs and work up to other duties, as I see fit." I wondered what other duties might entail but I figured Troy would tell me in due time.
He went on, "For now this will be just in this room. I don't want you fawning on me so people might suspect something going on with us. You keep your briefs on when I'm in the room. I don't want to see your queer cock. Are you in agreement with this?" I nodded my head. "I want to hear you say it. Repeat these words. I accept you as my master and will do whatever is required to serve you."
I repeated the words. Troy looked pleased and said, "Now we'll seal the deal. As soon as I'm in bed you come over here and crawl between my legs and get ready to give me my nightly blow job." Troy went in the bathroom and prepared for bed. As soon as he came out he laid on top of the covers and beckoned me over.
I crawled between his legs and looked at the outline of his cock in his briefs. It looked half hard already. He told me to kiss it through his briefs until it got hard. As soon as it was hard he had me pull his briefs down and off his legs. His cock flopped against his belly, reaching almost to his navel. This was the first time I had a chance to really size it up and it looked to be between seven and eight inches. Certainly a lot longer than my puny five inches. Much bigger around, too.
Troy then explained how he wanted me to proceed. "Start at my balls and give them a good tongue bath. Then work your way up my cock licking and kissing it until you get to the top. Then open wide and swallow my cock, being sure not to scrape with your teeth. Use plenty of tongue, I really like that."
I did as he said and from the sounds he was making I think I was doing it right. I finally got his cock in my mouth and started down on it. Remembering the first time, I used my tongue on the bottom and slowly moved my mouth up and down taking a couple inches in my mouth. Troy grabbed the back of my head and started directing my strokes. He began to push my head down farther, forcing more of his cock in my mouth. The head of his dick reached the entrance to my throat and I started to gag.
Troy pulled my head up a little, then said "If you're going to be my personal cocksucker you're going to have to learn to deep throat my cock. Just relax your throat and I will help you swallow it." With that said he gabbed my head harder and pushed down, forcing his cock head into my throat. I started gagging again but he just held my head until my gag reflex gave up and his cock was as deep in my throat as it would go and my nose was buried in his pubes. My air was cut off momentarily and I thought I might pass out when Troy relaxed his hold and allowed me to back his cock out of my throat.
He then started to thrust his hips, driving his cock in and out of my mouth like a piston. His cock got real hard and the head started to swell. I sensed Troy was about to come and just waited for my reward. He held me so the head of his cock was just inside my mouth and fired off six or seven hard shots of cum. I held as much of his cum in my mouth as I could while he withdrew his cock. I made a point of showing Troy that I was swallowing his cum.
"That was a good job, Queer. Now go to bed with the taste of my cum in your mouth. That should make for some good dreams." I knew then that, although my name was Paul, I would be known only as Queer in that room.
End of Part 3 More to cum...