I was at work reading emails when an unexpected text popped up on my phone. It was from Jace, my Keyholder.
”Faggot, I need head. Be here after work”
I wondered if Jace’s fiancé was away on a business trip or if Jace just liked my deepthroating better, but I dared not ask.
”Sure, see you later.”
As you can imagine, it wasn’t easy for me to concentrate for the remainder of the work day. My mind kept bringing me back to Jace’s thick eight inch Black cock and how I’d be choking on it soon. My mouth was watering.
I made like Usain, and bolted out of the office at 5 sharp and walked briskly to Jace’s place.
When I walked in, he was naked on his recliner, hard cock in hand. The mega-large screen in his living room showing some porn vid of a white man in his 40’s (or so) on his knees worshipping a younger Black man’s cock. Jace really does seem to enjoy this power dynamic.
”Get your mouth on my dick, faggot.”
Jace wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries. I pulled off my dress shirt and exposed my wifebeater. Then I knelt before the man. He clasped his hands over his head and allowed me to engulf his brick hard cock in its entirety. I looked up into Jace’s eyes which stared back at me. A scowl grew. He placed his hands on each side on my head. I loosened the tension in my neck and he moved it up and down like a bobble head. Throat slime was flying in every and all directions as he ensured on every downstroke my chin hit against his balls, my nose in his dark pubes. I was almost becoming dizzy.
Jace stood now as the Black man in the video began to grunt louder. The poor white man in the video sounded like he’d die from choking on that fat cock, and the noises emanating from me were quite similar. Jace held my head in place as he slammed his meat into my skull, deep, hard, deliberate. I thought I’d fold over from his brute force.
I’ve blown Jace to completion hundreds of times in the past seven years. I know what he’s capable of, he’s not a gentle giant, quite the opposite. He dragged me over to the wall and had my back flush against it. He placed his hands on the wall over me and began to fuck my mouth. There was no escape. Tears dripped down my face. Despite the fact my throat was being pulverized, I loved it. I love that Jace just takes what he wants, goes for it, uses me for my purpose. Jace was fucking my throat very deep when he began to growl.
“Oh yeah, fuck yeah, that’s what I’m talking about faggot! Take my fucking dick! Fuuuccckkk, yeah! Oh fuck that’s so good. I’m gonna bust my nut. Ohhh fuck…yeah, take it you fucking faggot. Uuuuhhhhh, awwwwwww, fuuuuuccck. Swallow that nut! Oh fuck yes”
It was my honor to have Jace’s load inside me. When he pulled out he said, “I fucking needed that, man.”
”Thank you, Sir. That was great!”
I started to get up to grab my shirt and Jace stopped me.
”Hey, not so fast. Where you going?”
”No where, just getting my shirt.”
”I didn’t appreciate you texting me two weeks ago. You know that won’t get you anywhere with me.”
”I’m sorry. I guess I was desperate, but I’m ok now.”
”Well, today is your lucky day. Since you did something for me, I’m gonna do something for you.”
”Ummm, ok.”
Jace mocked me. “Ummmm ok? You sound like an idiot. Is that all?”
”I meant to say, thank you, Sir.”
”I’m sure that’s a lie, but I’m going to let it go since I’m feeling so generous. Get my phone from my bedroom. Hurry up before I change my mind.”
I zipped into Jace’s bedroom and grabbed his phone and ran back. I placed it in his hand and took to my knees.
At appeared Jace was texting someone maybe but that wasn’t the case. Through the remote app we have to control the cage, Jace unlocked me. I wanted desperately to pry the cage off completely but didn’t move.
”Look at me.”
I looked up at my Keyholder.
“Here’s what’s going to happen. It’s 6:00 now. In 24 hours, you better come back here and this thing is going back on your worthless clit. You understand me? I don’t give a fuck what you do in that time but you make it your fucking business to be back here at 6 or you’ll never get my cock again. No games. Don’t be late.”
”Thank you, Sir. Thank you!”
“You’re welcome. Now get lost. Bryan will be here any minute. I don’t want him to see you this time.”
I was proud that Jace actually wanted to use my throat and that Bryan was still in town. Maybe a little happy that Jace’s fiancé couldn’t suck his dick the way he liked and needed.
I ran home to clean my cock, and to shave any stray hairs, etc. I grew a boner pretty quickly. I hadn’t topped anyone in over a decade, but man, the idea of putting my hard dick in some velvety asshole sounded very appealing. I trolled the apps, and bingo, I found a willing hole!
A 28-year old white guy, blonde, green eyes, clean shaven, similar build to mine, lean, toned. His ass smooth and a beautiful little pink fuck hole. He said he’d already taken a couple of loads and wanted another one. The bonus was he was walking distance and ready now!
I hustled over there with my throbbing dick tenting my shorts and found him on all 4’s in his bedroom. I pulled down my shorts, spit into my palm and wet it just a bit before adjusting the height of his hips to line up with my cock and damn, fuck, when my cock head poked through his ring, I almost exploded.
I slowly pushed all seven of my inches inside and held it there. I needed to wait before I did anything because I was already on the edge. Once the urge subsided, I slowly rocked my hips back and forth. I’d forgotten what it was like to top. It felt wonderful. His tunnel was warm and inviting. He purred as I slow fucked him. Then he began to push back on my hard cock and began to bounce on it. I had to stop him because I was really really close and didn’t want to cum yet. I also noticed lots of white cream building up on my cock. So hot to use other anonymous loads to fuck this guy. Finally, I just couldn’t hold it anymore. I slapped his butt, dug into his hips and really let him have it. I almost cried when my dick exploded, adding yet another load to his collection.
My cock became ultra sensitive and I pulled out quickly. He craned his neck around and thanked me for my load as I pulled my shorts up and left.
I went home, had a late dinner, and wanked off twice more before midnight. I loved the feeling of hardness in my hand. It felt powerful. Then images of Jace and his hard dick came into my mind, and my dick began to soften. It was if that momentary “top” time I had faded away and the reality of my station reemerged. I felt silly and stupid that I fucked that young man. It wasn’t right.
I fell asleep ashamed of jerking off, of fucking that guy, and disappointing myself. In the morning, it was strange to have a morning woodie. These things happen to men. But for faggots who have been in chastity for over sex months, this shouldn’t happen. I slapped my balls and my erection subsided. As I showered and shaved, my cock got hard again. I decided to blow a last load to empty my balls, rationalizing that it was for health reasons, that my balls needed to release and my hard erection was just God’s way of communicating their needs.
When I finally got to work and finished my day, I went back to see Jace, as instructed. He pointed to the cage. I put some lotion on my dick and inside the cage, then I slipped it on and watched Jace relock it on his phone. I felt so much better, it felt exactly right.
