Date: Sat, 9 Sep 2017 19:36:48 -0500 From: Sub Writter Subject: Being Mr.Bradley's Bitch (2) Here is Chapter two Category: Adult-Youth Chapter 2 "Fuck kid, that was pretty damn good." Mr. Bradley said as he pulled up his underwear and put back on his pants. "Haven't had a blow job like that in a long while." "Thank you sir" I said standing up with a huge smile on my face. "You should probably be getting home, the sun will be coming up soon and we wouldn't want your mom worrying about where you are now would we?" "No sir." I responded and started walking towards the door. When I got to the threshold I stopped and turned back, there was Mr.Bradley standing right behind me. "Can we do this again sometime?" "Of course," He said with a smile, he reached his arm around my waist and pulled me into a quick but strong kiss. "But from now on, I decide when you come over understand? I don't want anymore 2 am visits waking me up when on a work night." "Yes sir." He handed me a piece of paper and I wrote my phone number on it, he said that he would call me and with that I turned and opened the door. As I walked out I felt Mr.Bradley's strong hand as it came in contact with my ass. It was a firm slap and grab quick enough to make it casual yet strong enough to send shivers up my spine and goosebumps down my arms. It was the perfect goodbye. That night when I got home I dreamt of Mr. Bradley and when I woke up in the morning my underwear was soaking wet with cum from what was clearly more than one wet dream. I got up and took a shower. I had hoped that by sucking Mr. Bradley's cock I could be able to perhaps purge him from my mind, at least temporarily. Don't get me wrong I loved thinking about Mr.Bradley, his sharp jaw and piercing eyes, the dominance that I could see in his smile, the feeling of submission that came over me anytime I heard his voice or felt his slightest touch. All I could do was think about him, I would find myself getting lost so deeply in my thoughts of him that I would completely zone out from the task at hand. My mom had to tell me to take the dog on a walk three times before I actually did anything. All that day I did nothing but sit around and constantly check my phone. I was hoping beyond all hope that Mr. Bradley would want to use me again soon. It was the last week of summer before my Junior year of Highschool and instead of doing homework, Hanging out with friends or partying with people my own age, I was glued to my phone hoping to get a text from one person. Nothing came of my incessant waiting that day, however the next day was a different story. I woke up around 8 o'clock and had a relatively normal morning, as normal as a morning can be when you are obsessed with the idea of someone, like I was. My mom and dad had both gone to work and so it was my responsibility to take my little sister Meagan to soccer practice. When I dropped her off at the field I walked her over to her coach to check her in. This was normally my favorite part because coach Simmons was a sexy man and he was always sweating from working out before practice, but today I was too focused on Mr. Bradley to appreciate any other male beauty. When I got back to the car my phone was ringing, I answered it before I could even look at the caller ID. "Hello?" I said anxiously "Hey Jake" Mr. Bradley's deep voice was just as strong and sexy over the phone as it was in person. My heart immediately slowed, I felt so calm and safe in that moment hearing his mature voice. "My lunch break is in half an hour, I'm gonna text you the address of my work. I expect you to be there ready to suck me dry." and with that he hung up. I smiled to myself as I turned the key in my car. It took me about twenty minutes to get from my little sister's soccer practice field to Mr. Bradley's work. I parked across the street from his work, which seemed to be an IT company of some sort. I texted Mr. Bradley to let him know that I was there and then sat and waited. Sitting there felt like an eternity, my heart pounded excitedly at the prospects of not only seeing Mr. Bradley again but getting to suck his beautiful cock. I got a text from Mr. Bradley what felt like two hours later but what in reality was probably more like 15 minutes. "Meet me in the back seat of my car, its a red SUV." It didn't take me long to walk across the street and find Mr. Bradley's car. I walked up to it slowly, worried it could be the wrong car. When I opened the door there he was, sitting in the seat by the other side door leaning up against the door with his legs spread as if his entire body was a bunch of arrows pointing to his dick. He was wearing a maroon polo shirt that hugged his pecks perfectly showing of how full and muscular he was. His shorts were pulled tight up against his crotch revealing a large bulge that was clearly already hardening. I slipped into the car and sat next to him looking him straight in the eyes, I had been scared of looking at him for too long not to stare into his enticing eyes as he smiled at me. "I'm glad you came." he said using his strong hands to place my arms around his neck. "I didn't think I had a choice" I replied laughing while he grabbed my hips and pulled me ontop of him so that I was now straddling his lap with my arms over his large sturdy shoulders. "Thats right." he said, pulling me into a kiss. "You didn't" His tender lips uniting with mine. I felt so incredibly comfortable under his control as he kissed me. "I've been waiting for this all day" he said pulling back. "I can tell" I pointed out grabbing his crotch and rubbing my hand up and down his hard cock through his shorts. We continued to kiss for the next minute or so, playing with each others tongue as we made out. After a moment he pulled back and pushed me back into the other seat. "We don't have much time" he said unzipping his shorts and pulling down his blue boxer briefs to reveal his glorious cock. "Now suck this dick." he said holding the base of his shaft with his hand. I leaned over, kissed the head of his cock and licked up the bottom of the top half of the shaft before wrapping my lips around the head of his dick and pulling him into my mouth. His hands immediately found the back of my head and started applying pressure. It was clear that he meant business, we didn't have much time and I wanted to give him everything he could possibly wish for. He pulled my head all the way down on his cock and I almost immediately gagged. He pulled back for a moment so that I could catch my breath. I felt like shit for gagging, I had hoped that I could swallow his dick perfectly this time since I had gagged so much my first time. "You got this kid." he said pulling me back onto his dick. My mouth wrapped around his shaft once again and his hands firm grip on my head became quite apparent as he began to forcefully bring my head up and down on his delicious dick. I felt the head of his dick as it slammed into the back of my throat "Oh yeah" he let out with a groan. He slowed down for a moment and I started to use my tongue to lick his shaft while bobbing my head up and down on his large cock. "FUCK... just like that... you got this you slut" he said between deep groans. It was hard to not smile while sucking his dick, every time he groaned I felt so proud of myself and wanted to smile with pride, but instead I put that energy into focusing on worshiping his cock. "Oh god baby, slobber all over that dick... you're gonna make me cum soon." at the promise of his cum I immediately sped up working my hardest to please him and claim my sweet reward. Mr. Bradley suddenly grabbed the back of my head and slammed it down on his cock, till his dick was all the way down my throat. He lifted his hips and pressed into my face. I could feel my gag reflex wanting kick in but I suppressed it and worked my throat muscles around Mr. Bradley's thick cock. With a loud groan Mr. Bradley arched his back and let go. Holding my head down on his dick he unloaded shot after shot of warm cum right into my hungry throat. Eventually he stopped shooting and pulled me up off of his dick. I was breathing heavily and smiling the biggest smile of my life. "You really are a little cock hungry cum slut aren't you?" Mr. Bradley said laughing a little. "Mmhm" I replied while swallowing the last bits of cum that he had left in my mouth. "You're a good little bitch boy." he said patting me on the back. "Thank you sir." "Who's little bitch boy are you?" he asked starting me directly in the eye. "Yours sir, all yours." "Good." he said with a smiling his sexy dominant smile. "I've got to get back to work but I'll text you later." he stepped out of the car and closed the door behind him. I fell back and laid across his back seat still breathing heavily from working so hard to please Mr. Bradley. I don't know how long exactly I laid there but it was probably close to 45 minutes. The rest of that afternoon was a hazy blur, I picked up my little sister and did some summer homework but mostly I just thought about how happy I was to have pleasured Mr. Bradley and how much I deeply wanted to do it again, as soon as he would let me. That night I received a text from Mr. Bradley with two words. "Friday night." I smiled and responded within seconds. "May I spend the night?" I sat there staring at my phone watching him write back, it felt like for ever as I watched him type. "Sure" he responded simply. But the text that came after that sent my senses into a frenzy. My heart was pounding out of my chest as I read the words on that screen. "Get ready to be fucked." 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