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.. again I mirrored every move unconsciously... like he was programming my every move. I felt his warm wet tongue against mine... I felt a large amount of saliva drool over my tongue and into my my mouth. We both had so much saliva from the build up that it was like a warm frothy drink was poured into our mouths. I tasted him... again the realization of what was taking place shot through my body... I was having a passionate erotic gay kiss... tasting another mans lust after me... him tasting his innocent boy being turned... knowing he has made it real, feeling so good and powerful from the fact that he was irresistible and too desirable for me.
I wanted this to last as long as possible... wanted this moment to extend... I knew this was the best sensation I ever had... beyond anything I could even imagine. I knew he was feeling the same. Nothing could stop us now, nothing could take this away from us. After a lot of tongue play, he moved his head so his cheek was against mine and his mouth was beside my ear, and mine to his. I could hear his breathing and he could hear mine. Then to secure, solidify and insure the future of this experience, he began to whisper to me... getting me to admit how much I wanted this... how much I needed this... how deep down I was completely and totally gay... that only he could release this urge for me and I'd do anything for him now... I could no longer resist or deny him total control and access... that I would be his toy boy and want this even more... come back over and over.... that this was a drug, an addiction stronger than any and I would need cock on a regular basis. I really did let go. I agreed every single word and repeated it back to him with passion... "oh yes.. oh fuck yeah... oh god... I'm totally gay.... I love cock.... I need it now and will need it again and again... I swear I'll come back over and over.... I'm your toy boy.... I need you to use me for your pleasure and dominate me..." The words flowed out over and over with a life of their own, like water breaking through a dam... as I said each thing it would cause my mind to accept it completely. It was like being swept away in a massive current, completely surrendered to it with no way to fight it.
"You want me to fuck you, don't you?" When I thought nothing could possibly heighten the experience, I felt yet another wave rush through me... without hesitation I replied by begging him to. I really would have done anything for him... I didn't think he was going to do this as it wasn't something that he showed much interest in. He got so turned on, so horny he just wanted to do anything and everything - I could see that he was just so pumped and was going to experience it all. "I'm going to video you getting fucked for your first time you queer slut". He was so sleazy... and it felt so good. He took out the cam again... then told me to rub the lube all over my ass as he videod me. He got me to put loads on... then rub it on my balls and his cock. Then he got me to finger myself as he made sure my face was in view on the cam too. Then as directed, I held and guided his cock to my opening, holding it in place as he allowed his body weight to push it forward. It felt amazing as it slid inside me.... He made sure to have a good close up on cam of the experience, then put the cam right up close to my face to capture my expression. My face melted with a deep warm pleasure and pure satisfaction. He pushed in deeper and deeper to what it felt like filling my whole body with his cock. I moved my hand away when he almost fully in to allow him to the complete access and depth to my hole. He liked it. He liked the warm insides stimulating his cock. He liked the look of utter bliss and defenselessness on my face.
He put the cam down again, leaned forward and kissed me again. Then he moved back up a to get a good view of my face, looking directly into my eyes - I looked right back into his eyes so he wouldn't have to ask. "I'm going to fill you up with my cum... plant my seed inside you... that seed will take root and make you even more gay and cause you to come back for more". It was perfect. He was thrusting deep and hard at this stage, shaking my whole body with each move. "And as I do, I'm going to watch you as you cum when I tell you to". 2 hours had passed since we began, our balls were swollen with the production of cum... we needed to release our loads soon. He began increasing his thrust... I held my knees back further to allow him an extra inch further inside me. Each thrust I moaned louder and he grunted stronger. My eyes were locked to his, like my focus was caught in a tractor beam - caught in a forcefield. "Oh yeah... oh FUCK... FUCK ME.... MMMMM.... YES.... YES... I WANT YOU.... I NEED YOU... I'M SO GAY... YES DADDY... YES... I'M YOUR BOY..." I held nothing back, loud and clear... each phrase making him moan harder, louder and more powerful. "CUM FOR ME NOW YOU GAY SLUT" he demanded... I grabbed my cock and stroked furiously... He stopped thrusting and just pushed hard... I could feel it coming... this made me wank faster... my mouth open... moaning... tongue out... just as I felt him shoot inside me my ass clenched around his cock to allow my cum to shoot out my shaft. The first load squirted so hard it hit me under the chin, as it released he could see my complete passive expression on my face. Then my body went into spasm... shooting again... and again... and again. It was more cum than I had ever seen come out, all over my chest and tummy, slowly dripping down the side of my body. He thrusted numerous times filling my body with his cum - I could feel the first few pumps hit my insides, then the liquid running back down towards my opening. Both our bodies shuddered, over and over... must have been dozens of times... even after there was no more cum being expelled.
I was always apprehensive about how I'd feel after I'd cum, wondering how ashamed or guilty I might feel... I immediately checked in my mind to see how I'd react, panicked at first. At first I realized it wasn't as bad as I thought. I was finished and did want to leave as soon as possible. He was very understanding, he withdrew his cock and just said that it was amazing. I agreed with him but still wanted to find my exit strategy as soon as possible. He handed me a towel and left the room saying that we can catch up online. He was very understanding and I really appreciated it, it made me feel much more relaxed about it and more at ease. I was surprised how at ease I felt and just went through the motions of getting dressed and going. I did feel a bit ashamed, but funnily enough no more than having a cyber session. When I got back to the hotel I sent him a quick email to thank him for being understanding and that I'd be in touch soon. Then next morning again I felt ashamed, a bit of 'what have i done!' but it wasn't too overwhelming... again it wasn't too much more than cyber. Over then next couple of days I went about my daily tasks and came to terms of what had happened. About 5 days later, I allowed myself to think about it again and got horny... I emailed him again and we got chatting - he was so understanding and supportive... I was so appreciative as I was very nervous and sensitive to the whole experience. Putting me so at ease, it made it easy for me to get horny again... he emailed me some of the video clips and I got so horny...
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