Date: Tue, 21 Aug 2018 14:08:58 +0000 (UTC)
From: Simon Wright <simonalone48@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: SUNBATHING - PART4

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SUNBATHING PART 4

He had told me to wait there, naked and kneeling, for my next abuser and
that really pissed me off.  My Mr DPD, yes I thought of him as mine, had
pimped me out and now a total stranger had commanded me to wait naked on my
knees for him to arrive.  `No, I won't,' I thought.  I resented how I had
been used and taken for granted as a submissive exhibitionist whore.  So I
locked the door and went to get dressed – I still had my housework to
finish.

And yet, my thoughts kept returning to the promise (threat?) that Jack
would be arriving soon.  Even though I had cum just a few minutes earlier,
my cock started to swell in my pants and the more I tried to concentrate on
cleaning the house (which you must admit is not very interesting!), the
more excited I became.  Soon my cock was fully erect and there was an
indecent bulge at the front of my jeans.

Suddenly I heard a sharp knocking at the door.  Thanking my lucky stars
that this time at least I was dressed, I went to open it.  Through the
glass I saw a DPD uniform.  Who was it?  It could be `my' Jack...or
possibly his anonymous colleague returning to see if I had obeyed his
instructions to wait naked on my knees by the front door.  There was only
one way to find out, so I unlocked the door and opened it.

Relief spread through me at seeing Jack standing there.  He looked amazing
with his physique filling out his uniform.  I think he must have uniforms
of different sizes.  This one definitely seemed smaller.  The shirt was
tight across his chest, displaying well-defined pecs.  It was tucked into
his belt so I knew he had a slim waist.  My eyes worked their way down his
trousers.  Tight across the hips, so I could feast my eyes on an enticing
bulge in front and muscular thighs.  I thought that he could not possibly
wear these trousers for work.  The physical nature of his job and his
muscular thighs would mean that within minutes of starting his deliveries,
the seams would surely give out – and what a sight that would be!

`Hasn't Andy been?' he asked.

`Yes.  He's not long left.'

`Didn't he tell you to wait for me naked?'

`Yes.'

`Then, why are you dressed?'

`I – I – I don't know,' I stammered.

`Well, get naked now.'

My resentment from earlier on just evaporated.  I pulled my t-shirt over my
head, quickly unbuttoned my jeans and as I pulled my pants down, my cock
slapped up against my stomach.  It was clear that I was totally turned on
by his masterful commands.

`That's better,' he said as he grabbed my balls and squeezed them.  `Next
time I come to see you, I expect you to be naked with a full erection.

`Yes, sir,' I replied.  Where did that `sir' come from?

`What's this?' he asked looking at the precum which was leaking from my
slit.

`Sir, it shows how excited I am to see you again and how willing I am to be
used by you.  But I must admit that I felt very uncomfortable that you had
pimped me out to your colleague for him to abuse me.  I have to admit that
I was full of resentment at how you had treated me.  I really don't want to
meet that man again.'

`You won't be seeing him again.  Andy has been transferred to a depot in
Scotland.  Today was his last day here and I thought he deserved a farewell
present from me.  He has been a good friend.  I knew you would show him a
good time.  I am proud of you – he rang me to let me know how he used
you.  Now you are mine and mine alone.'

You can have no idea how happy I felt at hearing those words.  It sounded
that Jack wanted me for his exclusive use and I was happy to accept that
new position.

He went on: `You've been abused enough for today.  So, let's get upstairs
to bed.'

I nearly ran up the stairs into my bedroom while Jack followed slowly
behind.  I turned round and melted at his smile.  `You'd better start by
undressing me,' he said, still smiling.  Just the thought of feasting my
eyes on his naked body stirred my balls.  I seem to have a never-ending
supply of precum and I was still leaking at the prospect.  I gently pulled
his shirt over his head.  Dropping it to the floor, I explored his upper
body – it was perfect, a flat stomach, not a six-pack, but the sort of
definition you get with continuous physical activity.  His pecs displayed a
pair of beautiful brown nipples standing erect.  His upper arms were strong
and I watched with delight as his muscles moved smoothly beneath his tanned
skin while he reached out to embrace me.

His arms enfolded me in a warm and tender hug.  My mouth opened to receive
his tongue.  For I don't know how long we kissed, wrapped in each other's
arms.  I felt any willpower that I had possessed disappearing as he took
gentle, but masterful control of my body.

Disappointment flooded me when he broke the embrace, but it was only to
kick off his shoes and remove his socks.  At Jack's bidding, I undid his
tight trousers, slowly unbuttoning the flies and lowering them to the
floor.  There he stood, my Mr DPD, now wearing only very brief underwear
which was revealing the outline of his swollen dick.  I didn't immediately
strip him naked.  My mind was taken with his firm thighs, his rounded
calves and feet that I just wanted to lick.

I ran my hands over his thighs, enjoying the feeling of his smooth skin.  I
nuzzled into his groin, becoming intoxicated with the smell of of him –
there were aromas of freshly showered skin mixed with the slight musk of a
man's groin.  A heady cocktail for me!  My hand rose to explore his chest,
brushing over his erect nipples and that caused him to moan quietly.  I was
obviously touching at least some of the right buttons.

Overcome with his sensual presence, I moved my mouth to his swollen cock.
I licked across the outline of his shaft, caressing cock and balls with my
mouth and tongue.  I was rewarded by a spreading wet area in the front of
his pants as precum oozed into the taut material.  Grasping his buttocks to
pull him nearer, I licked and sucked at his cock head bringing a groan of
pleasure from his lips.

He told me to lie on my back on the bed and I was only to happy to comply.
Shuffling off his underwear, he lay down beside me and enfolded me in a
warm embrace.  I was in heaven as he gently fondled my chest, teasing my
erect nipples and moving his hands slowly towards my throbbing cock.  There
was already a pool of precum on my belly.  He ran his fingers through it,
moistening them.  Using my precum as a lube, he began to stroke my shaft.
His warm hand grasped my cock and soon it was slick with the precum from
his hands and more that I seemed to be producing by the gallon.  I was so
excited that I was soon moaning and writhing right on the edge of orgasm.
He sensed how close I was and stopped.

 I shouted in my frustration: `Please go on.  Don't stop now.  MAKE ME
CUM.'

But he smiled that killer smile of his and decided to tease my nipples
until they were standing out further than I had ever seen them before.  His
touch sent shivers throughout my body.  I was writhing and squirming in
helpless ecstasy.  He could have done anything to me.

Using my last ounce of willpower, I reached for his own throbbing dick.  I
so wanted to give him some pleasure too.  I feared that if I just accepted
what he was giving me and made no attempt to reciprocate, he would see me
as just a selfish whore and wouldn't want to return.  For a while I wanked
him, slowly and then gradually increasing the speed of my strokes until he,
too, was squirming just as I was.

He broke away, turned round and we began sixtynining.  I drew his cock into
my thirsty mouth, while he massaged mine with his tongue and lips.

The electricity in our bodies could not be held back.  He broke away again,
quickly turned round again and kissed me full on the lips while we both
erupted, our sperm mixing together between our sweating bodies.

The urgency, almost brutality of our kiss gradually lessened and became
more intimate and, maybe, loving.

Exhausted with the intensity of our orgasms, we lay there for I don't know
how long, calming down, just cuddling each other.  Eventually, Jack stood
up and said, `i need to go now.'

`Please stay,' I almost begged.  `Stay all weekend.  I cook a very good
breakfast.'  I was gibbering, trying to find reasons that would persuade
him to stay.

`No,' he said gently.  `I have things to do tonight, but if you were
serious about staying the weekend, I could come back tomorrow morning and
not leave until Sunday evening.'

Reluctantly, I acquiesced.  `What time can you get here tomorrow?'

`About ten to ten thirty, if that's all right.'

`Of course,' I replied.

With that, he quickly dressed.  All the while I lay there staring at his
muscular body, admiring the smooth and powerful movements of his muscles
and sinews under his smooth and tasty skin.

All too soon he was gone.  I dressed slowly, feeling that there was now a
hole in my life.  This was, of course, ridiculous.  Apart from his first
name, I knew nothing about this guy.  Did he have a partner?  Where did he
live?  Was he honest and trustworthy?

The only thought I could hold on to was that he had said he would be back
tomorrow morning.  It was now only Friday night.  I had a three-day weekend
before me and two of those days would be spent with Jack.  That was
definitely the formula for a great weekend!

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