TAKING IT DEEP
TAKING IT DEEP PART EIGHT
© Van T Z Boi 2019
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FROM PART SEVEN
Mr Jerry stood up, he was ready to intervene but I shook my head, "I'm fine, I'll show him in ten minutes much more than he can imagine in twenty minutes!" I sneered.
Mr Ray launched himself at me.
PART EIGHT
I sidestepped Mr Ray, he charged past me, I could feel the heat of his anger, even his prick was a glowing crimson tempered hue as he flopped, scuttling by my side. He juddered to a stop, turned and I could see the furious anger and rage in his eyes. He did not scare me; Daddy had taught me how to handle frantic clients like him. He made another pouncing lunge but he really was so angry he was more than easy to read and ultimately fool. I twisted just enough for his reaching hands to plunge past me, impelled by his rage his hurtling body followed suit and it was easy to stick out a leg and make him crash lumpily to the ground.
"Fucking boycunt," he wheezed huffing and growling as he floundered on the grass and swore heavily as he attempted to get up but I was already astride him and had caught his dangling dong in my hand. Mr Ray looked angrily up at me but his ire was already being muted by the tight grip I had on his dick, he tensed, his face showing his worrying indecision mixed with his rage.
I grinned and skinned his foreskin hard and down, Mr Ray almost bent over double at the instant pain I had provoked but somewhere attached to that was some dissolute pleasure and he panted but my griping fingers felt his ravaged dick throb and pulse. He lay back and looked up at me, the anger was there in his eyes but I had his swollen cock in my hand and I squeezed the bulbous head, pressing hard at the spongy tip. Mr Rick grunted but his growl was under layered with a pleasured tone. I pressed on with my advantage.
"You going to be a good boi?" I flashed my eyes at him as I spoke and squashed my hand hard around his dick.
Puffing and grunting I sensed a momentarily urge towards a more violent response but I tightened my grip about his cock and grabbed his testicles with my left hand. At this Mr Ray twitched, I saw the tremors roll over him; a small glint of fear touched the rim of his eyes. I smirked.
"Gonna be a good boi?" I repeated as I squeezed hard at his manly sac, I could feel the heat from within, his lumpy sac was swollen and bloated but I could feel his two balls trembling and quaking as they wobbled away, making more of his much needed spunk.
"Uh-huh," Mr Ray lied but I had seen through that.
I twisted his sac. He yelped as the sharp pain hit him and I twisted even more, his yelp was a higher pitch now, I knew I had his complete attention as he curled over.
"Lie back," I commanded and reluctantly Mr Ray did achingly move to lie back but I felt his tensing, like a coiled overwound spring; I knew he was more than ready to make some sort of attempt to break my hold but at the moment I had him by the short and curlies.
Keeping a straight and stern face I dropped to my knees so I was positioned alongside his torso. Gently I eased my clamped grip around his dick and gently I stroked the fat prick. Mr Ray's mewl of pleasure was simply that, what boy fucking man can stay angry when a cute boy is stroking his dick for him. I slid my hand right up to his crown, teasing his foreskin up and around the plump tip, forcing his precum to spill out and down his dick. Mr Ray sighed, a deep pleased sound, I knew he was a man who understands cock worship, he himself must spend ages admiring his own dick and I slowly and carefully worshipped his jerking dick with my hand. From that moment I knew Mr Ray was completely under my control, the danger of him changing that was always imminent but with my controlling and fluting fingers I gave him intense pleasure, more than he was able to give himself. Tenderly I rubbed up and down, his slick skin moved easily as his precum helped lubricate his dick, I worked his foreskin high over his helmet, a good inch of the silky flesh pulled clear of his helmet and I grinned as I slowly twisted the wedge of skin. Mr Ray's eyes closed and his lips parted as he panted, the sliver of a smile appeared at the edge of his mouth. I worked his foreskin back and forth, scraping my fingers against the hard ridge of his helmet, he twitched and jerked when I did that but his eyes remained full of lust and I was attending to that and so I was allowed to continue. I wanked his dick and at the same time kneaded his bulgy scrotum, Mr Ray twisted and writhed, his legs stretching and relaxing as the waves of pleasure tingled and itched away inside him. His anger was still there but it was slowly being assuaged by my careful tugging and rubbing of his dick. How he must have dreamed of a willing boy being proficient in such dick pleasuring and here his fantasy was being played out but not perhaps as he had truly imagined it.
Grinning but keeping a very close eye on Mr Ray's face I leaned over to suck just the very tip of his helmet, my lips quickly sticky with his precum as a gloop drooled out when my lips made contact. Mr Ray tensed, he looked up at me and I caught the hint of fear in the corner of his eyes. Smirking I opened my mouth and bared my teeth. His face paled and then I protruded my tongue and licked the bulbous tip. He shivered and slightly relaxed but the look in his eyes told me all. His dissolute lust had disclosed his vulnerability, like all bullies he had weakness and his weakness was a vulnerable prepubertal boy but this prepubertal boy had him by the dick and he was very much of balance, out of control as I was dominant instead of being servile; and this scared him. No doubt despite his current state of angered arousement he was already recalling how I had dealt with him and despite his maddened state he was aware now as I held his dick in my mouth that he was at my mercy.
Ignoring his fragile state, I sucked his dick hard, the spongy bulge swelled and throbbed, more of his precum seeped into my mouth, this time I let his dew leak out of the side of my mouth; it was a rejection that he would understand. I was the one who made the decisions. Mr Ray moaned, a pitch of rage underlying his groan as he reluctantly accepted what I offered instead of his usual bullying taking. His legs twitched and stretched and trembled as I sucked deeper down his shaft, my palate now buffing his helmet, the wet moist ridges of my upper palate creating strong sensations that coursed through him. My hand squeezed his balls, tight enough to provide a stressing pleasure, and his arms flailed against the grass as the surges multiplied in volume, the wavelets of pleasure washing over and over his beached body. I relished seeing him squirm, totally under my control and I quickened my bobbing actions, lashing his helmet and shaft with my tongue, feeling his dick throb and jerk as my attentions produced more and more stimulating delight.
Mr Ray growled and wheezed as the pleasures inside him reached and apexed, knowingly I became totally still, he thrust upwards, his hips arching off the ground as he attempted to achieve orgasm himself but I know my dicks and I had halted with just enough time for his explosion to subside. His eyes flashed at me but I ignored his urge and rage. A few seconds later, sensing his spunk had retracted I repeated the intense sucking and rubbing, once more he flailed and quailed and once more I stopped, leaving him high and wanting and absolutely helpless to determine the course of his bliss. Three times more I brought him to the erupting edge, his frustration increasing each time as I quelled his desire.
Mr Ray gulped and he looked at me, the anger was still there but so was his overwhelming need and yearning. "Please," he whispered; his voice low and quiet so that it did not carry to the nearby watchers.
I held my position, his dickhead just inside my mouth, my lips tight around the hard ride, my tongue slowly rubbing along the underside where his sexual nerves screamed for satisfaction. I looked at him, my tongue stilled; I made my eyes ask the question.
Mr Ray twitched, his torso undergoing a small series of muscular sensual spasms, he knew his orgasm was close, so close but his dissolute desire wanted, demanded a particular assuaging. "Please, please, your pussy," he asked softly.
Gently rubbing his shaft but keeping my mouth and tongue totally still I made him wait and then with a swift movement I removed my mouth and straddled his dick. The look of anticipation on his face was more than gratifying for me. I made him wait, wait just the few more dominating seconds before I rubbed his dripping helmet over my pussy lips. Mr Ray groaned but this time he knew better than to thrust, he waited intensely impatient as new surges of pleasure sounded inside his mouth, his goal of boypussy was so close, so close and yet so distant. His dick was throbbing and jerking heavily; his balls were pulsing and were even more stretched and bloated as his spunk swelled his manly spheres. I watched his eyes looking for the blaze of passion as I allowed just the cockslit area inside my boypussylips, this was something my daddy also liked and smirking I worked my pussy muscles to compress themselves around Mr Ray's cockslit, the wrinkles of my lips caressing his sensual nerves and making him twitch. The agony seared across his eyes and it was then I sank down, sucking his dick fully inside me. Mr Ray let out a long drawn out mewling moan of ecstasy. I bucked my hips, my boypussy muscles contracting and relaxing around his entire lancing cock and then he shuddered, he did not even have enough tense energy to thrust upwards as his dick unloaded inside me. I watched the spasms of his ultimate pleasure roll across his eyes, felt the tremors of his erupting dick as his balls finally managed to jettison inside me, the strings of cum hitting my inner walls before they fell back.
"Ohhhhh God, Goooooood, Oooohhh God," Mr Ray mumbled as his entire body shook and rattled with the inner fierceness of his climax and he closed his eyes as the unique ecstasy dynamited inside him.
I continued to milk his dick using all the muscles under my disposal, Mr Ray grunted and panted as I took him beyond the cosmos, his head must have been spun from all along the Milky Way and back again. I twisted his nipples with my hands as my torso bucked and rode him. Mr Ray was drooling from each side of his mouth as he lay limp and lifeless, I fucked not only the cum out of him but all his anger and energy too. His eyes fluttered open and I could see his eyes were unfocussed as he strained to get his eyeballs to steady his vision.
"Oh fuck I feel so fucked," Mr Ray wheezed and attempted to raise an arm in the air, it moved upwards about two inches and then flopped back on the grass, Mr Ray rasping with the effort.
I gave his slimy and shrinking dick inside me a final crunching compression with my boypussy, Mr Ray coughed and his fingers scratched at the grass either side of him as the pain inside his numbing cockhead flared, I knew a shooting pain had arched inside him. Carefully I eased myself up on my knees, his flaccid meatymess fell out of my boycunt. I held myself there, positioned above his groin and with a final squeeze of my muscles managed to eject his spunk over his manworm and bobbling balls, it was the final rejection.
"Again," I heard the soft whisper and stared down at Mr Ray's slack face.
"What?" I asked, loud enough for Mr Jerry and the others to hear.
"Again, please," Mr Ray begged.
I reached down and grasped the slimy lump of his cock, it was almost liquid to hold, the spongy inner unable to hold any form.
"With this?" I giggled and let his plump meat fall back on his body, the splatter as it landed made a low smacking and squelching sound as his spongy bloated prick landed in the pool of drying cum.
Mr Ray mewled and groaned. I got up off him, my own boycocklet was still hard and throbbing, servicing Mr Ray had given me a lusting desire which fucking him had failed to satisfy and I felt the itch inside my boyhole make its lusting want known.
"Your done," I walked away, a little unsteady and winked at Mr Jerry and pointed to my wrist. He grinned and nodded.
"Nine minutes, fifty seconds," Mr Jerry chuckled and the rest of the group had similar smiles on their faces.
I looked behind me, Mr Ray was curled up in a foetal position and from where I was standing it appeared he was sucking his thumb. I knew I fucked him well but now I wanted fucking and fucking right.
"Mr Bob," as I spoke Mr Bob stepped forward, his long dick was hard and drooling.
"Ready," Mr Bob smirked and took my hand as I led him away. I heard Mr Jerry telling the others to `leave Mr Ray alone whilst he recovered,' as I herded Mr Bob out of sight behind one of the clumps of bushes.
In the arbour Mr Bob knelt down so we were face to face.
"You sure your okay?" he was being his usual caring self.
"Uh-huh, but I want a good dicking," I replied and kissed him, my hands reaching for his body and finding his dick I rubbed and squeezed it, feeling it get even stiffer.
Mr Bob knew exactly what I needed, he was a true boylover and I needed desperately love; especially boylove after dealing with the pressure of the selfish Mr Ray. Daddy taught me well about fucking and pleasing clients but it was people like Mr Bob who provide the emotion that a boy whore like me needs at times. Mr Bob kissed me, properly not selfishly, his lips pressed gently and we smooched enjoying the simple pleasure of lip on lip contact. As I calmed down inside, Mr Bob nudged his tongue at my lips. Slowly I opened my mouth, I wanted to enjoy the subtle joy that Mr Bob's expert tongue would provide. I shivered as his tongue rubbed against my teeth, the moist wetness as his tongue rasped against the enamel sent a thrilling rush of goosebumps flush along my spine.
I threw my hands around his neck and pulled his lips tighter against mine, this time we squelchingly kissed, our lips munching away at each other as his smooth tongue invaded my mouth. I could feel the itching tingle inside my boypussy twitch and enlarge. Mr Bob unwound my arms and lifting me up placed me down on the grass. I trembled as the slick grass stalks tickled my bare back. Mr Bob smiled, a real loving smile that promised more; his lips gently kissed the tip of my nose, turning it into an erogenous zone and I shimmied as the pleasure swept over me. Mr Bob continued down, kissing my chin, kissing my little bulge, my Adam's apple and then down to my teats. I writhed as he sucked each nub in turn, using his fingers to gently twist and squeeze the other, his mouth moving from the right to the left as he sucked my teats into stiff peaks. The tingling itch inside was agitated even more as his mouth kissed down my body to my bellybutton where he slavered away, sucking the bumpy node and making me giggle happily. As he repeated the sucking, taking my teats and my belly button one by one inside his mouth, his fingers rubbed along my boy dicklet. The combined sensations of having my teats sucked and my cocklet stroked was just so good and just so nice and I closed my eyes as the warming ecstasy swept over me. I could feel my boycock stiffen and harden, becoming a steely spongyhard crayon. My bright pink cockhead bulged through my foreskin which became taut around the glowing bud. Mr Bob' slips kissed slowly, agonisingly pleasingly slowly down towards my dicklet. I felt his warm breath before I felt his hot moistness, I twitched in anticipation. Mr Bob first of all kissed the tip, his lips so spongy and so, so hot as they touched my pulsing bud. I moaned gently, my legs spreading wide as inside I unravelled in joyful expectation.
Mr Bob captured my boycrayon with his lips; the warm wetness surrounded my helmet as it was suckled slowly inside his mouth. Mr nerves were screaming at me but I submitted to his slow seduction, it was what I needed, how I wanted to be made to feel, loved and worshipped; not just used as a cumdump. Mr Bob's mouth travelled the few short inches down to my groin. I relished every millimetre of that succulent journey, my cocklet throbbing in response to the stimulation and my body writhing in expectation. He nosed into my tummy and he extended his tongue underneath my boycock to lick at the squidgy empty loose sac that hung there. I panted as the tingling reached an apex, I could feel all across my body as my bits and pieces trembled and quivered, reacting to the sensual massaging.
Mr Bob sucked quick and hard as he sensed my jerking movement. I mewled as the pleasure rocked and rode though me, the perfect joy of a lovingly created drycum. Mr Bob sucked and mouthed my boyprong all through my orgasm, helping to extend its effect as I writhed and wriggled under his administrations. The sparkling lights flashed and glittered across my eyes and eyelids as I closed my eyes, the better to enjoy the pleasure of my boy climax. I had been here before, this was a place I knew very well but after my efforts during the day I wanted my reward, it was my due. Mr Bob held my pricklet inside his mouth as his fingers moved to stroke across my boypussy; the tickling insistent as his fingertips stroked softly over my puckered skin was exquisite and I moaned, quivering as the tingling strengthened inside. His fingers rotated around my boyhole, rubbing the gaping lips in a circular motion before sliding his forefinger inside. Mr Bob rested his forefinger just inside, his digit moving slowly up and down, the sensation of his touch against my inner nerves was explosive. I could feel the ripples of delight surge and gush, the pleasure flowing quicker and quicker as my anticipation strengthened. I sighed as a minor drycum rocked me, the hot flush dissipating quickly as the next tingling wave started out.
Mr Bob moved and his fingers left my body, I opened my eyes to see him kneeling between my spread-eagled legs, his long slim cock pulsing and jerking, the tip drooling with his precum, a long string of which slowly dropped onto the grass. I watched the small bubble at the end expand as more of his lubing juice was added to the silvery string. I did not see or hear it plop against the grass, I just knew it had happened. Mr Bob smiled as his hand slid up and down his shaft, he eased back his foreskin, the purple mauve cockhead grinning at me, the cockslit opening and closing in rapid rhythm. He leaned forward and I took hold of his dick, it was so hot and steely hard to the touch. Gently I moved it downwards, Mr Bob adjusting his position as his dick was lowered towards my boypussy lips. I mewled and purred as I rubbed the wet head against my boypussy, delighting in the ticking tingling sensations I created. Mr Bob leaned forward to simply suckle the tips of my nipples, his head moving from the right o the left as I played with his cock, rubbing the shaft, stretching the foreskin and continually rubbing all around my boypussy. I could feel his dick swell and twitch, the drips coming from his slit became a stream as his juices flowed in anticipation. The pleasures continued to increase and strengthen as I inhaled Mr Bob's scent, the heady mixture of rutting man mixed with the sweaty sex aroma that arose from my well fucked pussy and I breathed in the rank but stimulating odour with relish.
I grasped Mr Bob's cock and aimed it at the place where I knew my gape was, a slight slide upwards and he was there; I purred as those ticking delight surged and then I eased his dickhead inside me. As I let go Mr Bob gave me a smiley smile, both his mouth and his eyes told me how happy he was and then he slid his cock all the way in. I writhed as the shaft slid in slowly, so slowly and sensually gently giving me long tingles of joy as his shaft rubbed up against my membrane. Instinctively my legs spread even wider allowing Mr Bob to drop so that most of his body was between my outspread legs. I took his weight, mewling as his cock pulsed inside me and then the weight lessened as Mr Bob managed to place his arms down alongside me and his weight was transferred accordingly.
We held this position for several minutes, hardly moving apart from the throbbing of his dick inside me. I leaned up to lick and suck his nipples, his head was too far above me and I could smell the heat of his desire emanating from his pores. His man nubs were hard and pointed and I felt his trembles as I sucked them, his dick also jerked hard inside me, the tingling bliss radiating around my boynub.
Mr Bob kissed the top of my head and I bent me head back to catch his face.
"Ready now?" he smiled and I grinned and nodded my head.
His first thrust was a long deep delving one, nice and slow so as to excite my boypussy. At the end his dick made contact with my passion nub and I squirmed as the hot flash shot along my boypussy nerves. I grabbed Mr Bob's sides with my hands as he repeated the slow long dive several times more, each time my little passion point was enflamed by the spongy stroking of his helmet. I writhed and twisted underneath him as he continued to ride my boyhole, his dickhead and shaft now working through and past my nub, making me squirm and tremble with increased excitement
"Quick!" my urging cry was muffled as my mouth was muted by his chest but I was swiftly rewarded.
Mr Bob rotated his hips and at the same time slid his dick quickly against my nub. I saw the flashing sparkling lights dance across my eyes as my boydick swelled and thrust against Mr Bob's taut body, the flaring flaming boyjoy pulsed intensely, the ripple of pleasure washing all over me as I had my beautiful drycum. Mr Bob tensed as I peaked, holding his body and his dick steady as I bucked my way to a heavenly delightful climax.
"Good boy, well done," Mr Bob said in his schoolmaster way, `he must be thinking about one of the boys in his class,' I told myself as he kissed the top of my head again.
My fingers clutching his sides told him what to do and he started to slow dick me again. I closed my eyes. just enjoying the smells and the tingling joys that surged and heaved inside me as I sailed the lagoon of bliss. His dick was rubbing away as my boypussy automatically compressed and relaxed, milking him the only way a boypussy can do. Mr Bob was grunting a bit, I knew he was struggling to contain himself, he did not want to cum to quick and he wanted to love me properly.
I gapped tight at his waist and held him; Mr Bob understood and slowed his pace. I also made my boypussy muscles relax; taking the tempo from Mr Bob's reducing drumming. Together we attained a state of combined and mutual pleasure, our bodies moving inexorably towards the final goal but steady and stately as well. Another hot flush coursed away inside me, Mr Bob held himself taut as I rocked away underneath him, a hot nice little dry cum that warmed me from head to toe and then we restarted his engine.
Pleased and pleasured I knew it was time to let Mr Bob have his wicked way, "Please teacher fuck me," I whispered and Mr Bob groaned loudly and lewdly before his thrusting became more determined and much more fierce. He still managed to take his bouncing weight on his arms, if not I would have been close to suffocation as I was completely overwhelmed by his fucking form as he fucked good and hard.
Mr Bob's breaths were coming faster and faster, I could see and feel his chest moving as he panted and grunted, his thrusts were almost painful as he lanced his dick inside me. My boynub swollen and bloated took the brunt of his mansword as it stabbed and fenced away inside my squirming tunnel. His pounding weight became more oppressive, despite the barrier of his arms his shoving thrusts were punching me into the grassy ground and I felt a couple of sharp pricks where hidden stones caught at my exposed flesh.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," Mr Bob repeated his mantra over and over as he delved deep inside me, still pressing me hard against the ground. I sensed his dick expanding, the final swelling bloat before cumming and I braced myself.
"Oh fuck do I love you," Mr Bob's scream of joy was loud and full of emotion, whether it was love I don't know but I took it as that as his dick spewed and spurted heavily inside me.
Mr Bob quivered and rattled as he spunked up, his man cream adding another coating to the mixed pastes of sperm that were clinging to the sides of my boypussy funnel. I twitched as his dick pulsed and throbbed, the tip still creaming his juices rubbed against my swollen boynub and sent me more pleasurable tingles. I moaned as the tingles rose and strengthened before falling back, no drycum but the sensations were happily pleasurable. Mr Bob gave a final grunt and thrust inside me, his dick squirming past my boybud and then he sighed and raised himself upwards. I looked up at his face; his pleasure gleamed in his eyes.
"Look after my babies little one," he smiled and he bent so he could kiss me.
The kiss was gently and as loving as it can be for a teacher who had just fucked an underage boy, his boylove glowed in his eyes and he tickled the tip of my nose with the tip of his tongue.
"You're the best," he sighed and I nodded, my daddy had taught me well and Mr Bob loved me, in a different way than daddy but after my rough fuck with Mr Ray this boyfucking was what I needed and I wriggled happily, feeling Mr Bob's dick slowly deflate.
We lay there just enjoying the afterglow of a nice fuck, my dicklet was still hard and pushing upwards into Mr Bob's stomach, he was back lying on me, his heavy weight once again borne by his arms and I inhaled his rich afterfuck scent. The heavy rank odour filled my nostrils and I felt another flush begin to rise. Mr Bob sniggered and looked down at me, I bent my head up.
"Someone isn't finished," he chuckled; I twitched, feeling his body upon me and his dick move within as he laughed.
End of Part Eight
To Be Continued...?????????????????????
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