His head dropped down as the guests in the room all agreed that he was perfect. He didn’t like surprises. I could tell that he was going to be hesitant.

I leaned into his face, holding it in my hands, “Do you trust me baby?”

He lowered his head into my hands, “Yesssssss.”

I kissed him. He sucked my tongue out of my mouth- kissing me deeply and keeping me close to him. I knew he was nervous. Unsure if I would push him, to the edge, maybe past his limits. I reached down and grabbed his cock. “Baby,” I whispered. “This will be fun, it’s just me- they are just watching.”

He knew I was telling the truth. There was so much respect between us. So much trust as we both thoroughly enjoyed our times together and only wanted to explore as much as we could together. I had carefully picked out the evening guests and explained to them that he was just for show. They were welcome to fuck each other, masturbate, or watch- but not touch M.

Our guests, two guys- Mark and Jason, an a girl, Trish, sat on the chairs that were set up on the side of the room. The men were bi, and she was a girlfriend to one of them. All were very excited to see M get fucked as I had so wonderfully described him while I was out. They did not believe he would be at home waiting for me simply because I told him to be.

His cock surged at the thought of being watched. Some day he may ask to be fucked by a real cock, but I would not push him any farther than he wanted to go. He sat back on his heels while I stroked his cock slowly, showing it to our guests and talking about how beautifully shaped he was. “What do you think Mark? Do you want to suck it??”

“Oh yeah,” Mark agreed, “He is gorgeous. You weren’t kidding.”

“Put your hands behind your back M,” I told him while I scooted back on the bed so I was not touching him. I pulled my hair back and quickly tied it behind me. On all 4’s, I wrapped my mouth around M’s cock- pulling my lips over my teeth and pushing his cock between dry skin before closing my mouth around him hard, thrusting into him harder and tighter than usual. Deep down, he knew it was me- but the idea that perhaps it was Mark… he groaned and panted, not wanting to admit that it was good- that the sensation, without sight was overwhelming.

“Do you like that?” Mark said to him, now standing closer to him on the bed. “Do you like my mouth on your cock?”

He didn’t answer- his body jerked at the sound of a male voice in his ear. Speaking to him this way. His cock, however, betrayed his inhibitions. His cock was hard and dripping pre-cum while he fucked my mouth. He knew not to cum, but I could tell he was fighting it. Fighting to retain control, not give in to the fantasy that another man was sucking his cock. It was a fantasy, and sometimes that is enough.

He growled under his breath, “Bitch.”

I moaned as I released his shaft from my mouth. I grabbed him from around his neck and pushed him down so he was on all fours. I leaned in and whispered into his ear. “Don’t disrespect me in front of our guests, slut. Now get on your back. Now.

As he moved onto his back, I pulled on the latex gloves. I let him hear the snap- but I could tell he did not know what I was doing with them. I pulled them on tight and then reached for a bottle of lube from my night stand. Squirting a generous amount on my gloved hands, I reached for his cock and slid the warm slippery latex over his cock.

Trish let out a moan from her seat in the chair, as Jason was moving between her legs and pushing her legs open. She was watching me stroke M with the lubed latex gloves and watching him squirm as the new sensation stroked over his cock. He knew I loved the smell and feel of latex and that I loved to masturbate with the gloves on. This was new for him though. The feeling was liquid over his cock and where the lube did not cover evenly, the smooth friction of the latex tickled the sensitive throbbing nerves of his solid shaft.

“Jason is eating Trish’s pussy. Can you hear her?” through the silence was Trishs‘ soft moans, she whimpered like an injured puppy while he worked her clit with his tongue and was reaching for Mark- who was already pantless and jerking his cock. “Mark is jerking off watching you. He wants to fuck your ass so bad. I almost want to let him. Would you like that slut?”

He didn’t answer. I could tell he was lost in it. The sounds of Trish moaning and encouraging Jason, “that’s right baby. suck on that clit. Lick my puss good and clean,” and the dirty wet sounds of Mark pounding his cock over heavy breaths, moans and whispers to M, “You are so fucking hot M. I want to fuck that tight ass of yours.” Slick wet hands jerking his own cock and rubbing tight latex skin over his balls. The sensation and sounds put him in the middle of his own sex fantasy. He could smell the sex in the air- the heavy weighted scent of desire and deviance filled his nose and he was intoxicated by it. He wanted it to devour him. He wanted it all. He wanted to be fuck with his whole body, and to to have every sensation stroked. Thick sex crawled under his skin and sweat out of his pores. Each inhale in pulled in more sex, more energy, each exhale left him craving more.

“Get on your knees baby- so we can see that sweet pink ass-cunt of yours.” He rolled over and got back on all fours- showing his ass to the guests. Jason was still working Trish’s cunt, but she and Mark got a good look at him. “Isn’t he beautiful? He keeps everything shaved for me- dontcha baby?”

I pulled his slippery cock between his legs and showed the whole package to Mark, “you want this Mark? This cock, and this ass? Come closer baby. I want you to cum right here- jerking your cock right over him. “

M squirmed and pushed against me as I handled his cock and balls. “You are going to get good and fucked while they watch you lose control. You won’t be able to hold back, will you slut?” He nodded, no longer caring about the watching eyes- he was stuck in the fantasy and wanted to revel in it. “Yes ma’am. Please.”

I pulled the latex gloves off of one hand while reaching to the nightstand for my newest toy. A new silicon dildo. It felt real- and I knew the first time I fucked my own pussy with it, that it would be perfect for M. I made him wait while I sucked on it to warm it up. Mark stood over him, “oh- he’s so fucking hot. God I just want to suck on that cock.”

I felt M puff up a bit, feeling a bit cocky, maybe proud that he was getting this response. He knew how much he was pleasing me, and he ached to cum. He felt safe, and I knew he was ready to perform for me now. I lubed up the cock and pushed it against his tight ass. He pushed back against it, slowly, groaning.

“Ah, that’s my baby,” I purred at him, “Let me hear it baby. Let me hear how you much you like it. Beg me, you little bitch.”

While Mark jerked his cock less than a foot from us, I pushed the dildo into M’s ass. He lowered his head and groaned hard while I fucked him letting the words flow from his lips like an obscene mantra. “Fuck yes, fuck me- oh that’s so good. Damn it- fill me. Fuck me. Yes. Yes, fuck- oh fuck.“

I pushed hard and fast into his cock- “You like that?”
“Fuck yes“

“Is that good baby? Are you my…”

“yes- fuuuuck yes” sweat dripped down his face while he groaned and begged.

“my fucking slut. My dirty whore. You like knowing that he wants you? Knowing that you make his cock hard. You want to suck…”

“no ma’am“

“his cock? I’ll bet you do. I’ll bet you want to prove to me that you’ll do what I ask? Would you do it if I asked you to?”

“yes ma’am“

“Ahh, that’s a good boy. Ah you fucking slut.” I pumped the cock into his ass deep and hard. Faster. His cock hung below him, dripping out precum as his balls pulled in close, “Oh you want to cum baby??”

“please oh fuck yes, please. I wanna cum so. I’ll cum so hard. All over.”

“Wanna grab your cock and jerk it till you cum? Do you wanna cum in my mouth? On my face? Is that what you want?”

“Fuck, please. Can I watch? please- oh fuck.”

He was shaking now. The thought of watching his cum shoot and drip into my face- the thought of putting me in my place and covering my face with his cum. Mark was pumping his cock hard- groaning loudly and fighting to hold back. Behind him Jason was fucking Trish on the floor, both of the, watching M. My beautiful fuck toy giving himself to me. I knew he would regret taking off the blindfold so I ignored his pleas to remove it. He could if he really wanted to.

His ass was arched in the air and he pushed back into the cock, taking it like a hungry whore. “M, sit back and sit on that cock.” He obeyed me, moving his legs under him to the edge of the bed until he was sitting on the cock- his feet on the ground, he thrust and grind his ass into it. His skin was flushed and his breath was short and labored. “Oh baby- Mark is gonna cum right here next to you baby. I should make him shove his cock into you mouth.”

“fuck” he whispered.

I reached down and grabbed his cock hard and jerked it fast, feeling the cum surge- hot and fast through his aching cock.

“Ohh fuck… ohh baby… I’m cumming. fuck baby. yes jerk my fat cock. fuck yes. Yes. Now, oh yes- now. I’m cumming. Yessssss.”

He grabbed his cock and milked it with this strong hands while I stood and watched. He came hard- his creamy white load shooting forward into the air and landing on Mark’s hand and cock. Jason behind us, groaned, “oh fuck” as he pumped his load into Trish.

“Ohh baby- you are cumming all over Mark.”

“Ahh fuck yes!!” he called. He continued to shoot, groaning with complete surrender, shot after shot of hot liquid sex while Mark caught it all and rubbed it into his cock until his body spasmed and convulsed and he came on the bed and floor. “oooohhhh fuck, M. fuck- you are so fucking hot. ah fuck, I’m cumming- yeah!”

M came back to me. Shaking and trembling. He leaned into my body, sweaty, and exhausted. I helped him lay down, removing the cock from his body. He lay still on his side, used and tired. I signaled to the guests as I left the room to get some cloths and a basin of warm water. As I re-entered the room, our guests were almost dressed and exiting. Kissing me goodbye and thanking me.

I sat next to him, and began cleaning him up. I wiped his face and chest. I cleaned off his sensitive sex and let him lay, catching his breath while I adored him verbally. “You really are perfect baby. You are so vulnerable and honest. I see you baby. You are amazing.”

“Thank you ma’am,” he whispered to me, “Thank you.”