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Cock DetouredLIXX – His Cock DetouredBeing a sensualist, Sir preferred playing among bisexual couples, especially those with submisive and fetishist kinks. However, rarely there would be a single man who appealed to Sir’s tastes and by whom Sir permited himself to be pleasured.And Sir naturally appealed to a lowly dogg like Bendix. If the younger Bendix – upon seeing the look in Sir’s eyes – had had a tail it would have been stiff and wagging. As it was, his ballsack tightened and he felt his cock thickening inside his tight jeans. Bendix dropped his eyes shyly and shuffled his feet, really wanting to do nothing less than drop to his knees right there and start worshipping Sir’s cock. If permitted.Raising his gaze again, Bendix watched Sir seat himself at a small bistro table. He flashed two fingers at the server and pointed at Bendix, then at the empty chair opposite.“Sit,” he said quietly.Bendix walked on rubbery legs closer and slowly sat down. He took a deep breath and sighed. “Thank you, Sir,” he managed to whisper.Bendix lowered his eyes again, unable to meet Sir’s strong gaze for more than a few seconds at a time. He felt embarassed that his cock was already fully erect and he hadn’t even…The server set two drinks down at their table and Sir smiled. His hand snaked under the table and slid up the rough denim thigh of Bendix’s jeans. Until his little finger touched Bendix’s cock. “Hmmm. Now you.” Bendix wanted to so very much, but… Suddenly Sir grabbed Bendix’s left hand and pushed it hard against his own stiff and thick cock. Sir smiled again when Bendix shuddered and whispered softly.“Oh, Sir!”Sir pulld a small canlı bahis card from his pocket and laid it on the tabletop in front of Bendix. “Seven tonight. Don’t be late. And…commando only, understand?”“Yes, Sir!” Bendix said in a rush of breath. His fingers rubbed at the address on the card and it felt like he was stroking himself.It was a dream come true, really. So many of his fantasies and wetdreams fulfilled by a creative erotic sensual Sir, guiding, teasing, tormenting, but…fuck, what orgasms. Beyond orgasms if there was such things.Cleanly shaved and scrubbed, Bendix inspected his balls and cock in the mirror. It was already half erect and hecouldn’t help skimming his licked thumb around and around the rim of the head. Highly imaginative, Bendix mentally pictured himself wearing a leather hood, his tongue peeking from a slit, licking the rim around Sir’s cut cock. His thumb and fingers squeezed his own cockhead and gasped softly as a drop of clear precum oozed out. “Please, Sir, “ he practiced, making his eyes look horny and hungry. “Let me suck…no, worship your cock. Please, Sir.” Bendix felt a tremble rise up his spine. He shook his body. “Oh, yeah. Please, Sir!”“You’re prompt. Good.” Sir opened the front door to his house at exactly six fifty eight. He pointed through the doorway and closed the door behind Bendix as they entered.Sir strode to the living room and sat in a large wooden chair, dr****g his arms to either side.Bendix slowly and carefully walked to the center of the room. “There,” Sir commanded. His fingers flicked. “Take it off. Everything.”Bendix swallowed hard and loudly. “Yes, Sir.”When he bahis siteleri was totally nude, Sir stood and walked around Bendix. He swatted Bendix’s hands away where they had covered his genitals. “Don’t cover them.” Sir fingers closed around Bendix’s shaft and slid up and down. “They’re mine now, aren’t they?”“Yes, Sir,” Bendix murmured, shifting his legs wider.“Good,” Sir laughed and grabbing Bendix’s taut balls gave a strong hard pull downward.Bendix groaned. “Yes. I thought so,” Sir grinned.He was gone for a moment and returned with a small wooden box. He began removing thick black cockrings which he stretched and tightened around Bendix’s cock and balls. Now they were pushed out from his body. Bendix squirmed as Sir’s fingers manipulated his genitals to fit them through the cockrings. It felt like his shft and balls were in the slowly tightening embrace of a python. It felt incredible.“Thank you, Sir.”“Not yet. We’re just beginning to….dress you up. Properly.”A hard plastic rigid ring was next crammed tightly over Bendix’s cockhead at the rim and a chain and leather leash attached. Sir tugged hard at the leash and Bendix’s hips thrust forward.“Feel good, boy?” Sir growled at his ear. Sir gripped Bendix’s shaft and felt it throb. “Hmmm, “ he mused. “How long do you think you an last? Twenty minutes? An hour? Days?”Bendix already felt like he was going to cum at any moment. Sir knew and practiced the most agonizing teases and pleasuring. He was willingly surrendering all his senses, all his desires.“As long as I can, Sir,” he finally answered. His cock and balls felt like they were pumped to the maximum he could bahis şirketleri stand. He quivered at Sir’s every strke, every touch. “If you think so,” Sir chuckled.Sir yanked at the leash, pulling Bendix to his knees. Sir stroked Bendix’s pale face.“If you perform properly and are a quick learner of my pleasures, you may actually be rewarded with a good collar. Something with buckles and padlocks, hmmm? But for now…”It was a playtime collar – black leather with snap closures and a small D-ring in front, but…to Bendix, it was Sir’s collar. He felt weak-kneed as Sir put the strap around his neck and clicked it shut. Sir sat back and then fed the long leash through the collar’s ring. When Sir pulld the leash taut, it pulled his cockhead up as well. A double leash from cock to collar.When Bendix saw Sir take the hood from the box, his heart pounded. It was his fantasy come to life. Reduced to nothing of himself but a kissing, licking, sucking, tasing mouth for Sir’s cock. The hood blacked and dampened everything. Sir’s fingers teased Bendix’s mouth. Although he couldn’t watch, Bendix knew Sir was squeezing precu from his cock and smearing it across his bared lips.The head of Sir’s cock taunted Bendix’s slightly open lips. Bendix slid the tip of his tongue out and felt it slide across Sir’s slit. He licked at it hoping for the slick liquid taste of Sir’s precum. He breathed deeply, taking in the faint musk and woodsy scent of Sir’s cock and balls. He felt drunk with his overwhelmed senses, filled with Sir. Everything reduced to simplicity. One thing: Sir’s cock.. One responsibility: Pleasure Sir’s cock. He’d longed for this for…forever, he thought. And then he was gagging on Sir’s cock as it was thrust all the way in his mouth.Wanting to gag more as Sir’s hot creamy cum shot down his throat. “Please, Sir,” he repeated, his mouth full of cock.

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