What is the saying, patience is a virtue; all comes to those that wait? Well I can attest to those cliche's. I have met my FWB, my golf buddy, someone I can introduce to my family as a friend, no one suspecting that hiding in plain site is my Bi DOM!!
This story takes place after a few months after we met on Squirt and have enjoyed both rounds of golf and many cock sucking sessions. What I have described below is now what I will call my dissertation of sorts. What my Dom has patiently trained me on the finer elements of cock sucking and worship. He calls them the Covenants of a Cock Sucker. In staying with tradition I refer to him as Master, for purposes of demonstrating the fullness of the Covenants I have learned. It heightens our passion during this ritual
I honour my Dom with this story......
M, sitting in his overstuffed, leather bedroom chair, was pleased. He loved ritual. Ritual provides order. And he knew that I enjoyed and respected ritual as well. It was so formal, predictable, inevitable. As long as it was obeyed, it served tradition, heightened the pleasure, anticipation and was a sign of discipline.
And submission.
When the final knock came, he waited the expected 5 seconds, counting them off in his head, then said “Enter’.
I slowly opened the door, entered and closed it behind me, throwing the large bolt into place. That was essential to tradition. It demonstrated the sub's willing acceptance of what was about to happen.
I walked across his bedroom and present myself to him. “Master,” I said, my voice calm, but with a clear undercurrent of acquiescence, “I beg thee, may I present orally, the Oral Ritual?”
He waited for a moment, showing respect for the tradition. The request was not to be taken likely. After a time, I spoke again, with the appropriate desire in my voice,. “Please, my Lord, my Master. I beg to Present orally.
“Of course, boy. It has, indeed, been too long.” Because I was operating in Master/Slave relationship, he addressed me in a manner he knew drew out my submissive hunger . M leaned back, assuming a more relaxed pose. “And I sooooo need this”, he said with a groan.
I knelt before him. He reached for a collar and affixed it around my neck, the lead attached should it be needed.
“I thank you, my Master.”
He spread his legs apart and I positioned myself so I was ready. I untied his robe sash, but left his robe closed. Then, asked, “Master, may I ?”
He nodded. “All is proper. Continue,” he responded.
I opened the folds of his robe, one side and then the other, doing so with respect and honour. I knew that he would expect me to follow the tradition perfectly, and punish me if I didn’t. There were times when I had purposely messed it up, knowing punishment would ensue but today his mood called for compliance.
M was relaxing, settling in for what he knew would be a wonderful experience. He knew my talents, after all, he had trained me. Each time honing my skills to please him better.
His cock was fully exposed, laying there flaccid on the bed of his scrotum and his balls. I simply stared at it, expressing respect. This was proper cock worship
Bowing my head, I then continued. “I present my tongue to you, for your pleasure.” He nodded his approval.
I lowered my face and licked the head. Slowly, with great deliberation, I licked him, up and down, sideways, and in a circular motion. I licked from base to head and back again. My hands remained behind my back as I licked with the fullness of my tongue and teased with only is tip. I moved downwards, licking his balls, his hand on my head ensuring I complete this first task fully. My tongue continued to his tight bud. As always, he was polite and had cleaned himself thoroughly. I appreciated his respect for my duties. With surprise, I noted that he had put a dab of cherry flavor gel, on his anus as a gift. My stay was prolonged achieving its desired motive. "Thank you, my Master,’ I thought to myself.. I looked up into his eyes as he smiled. ‘perverse and respectful,’ I thought, a perfect Dom."
M enjoyed the feeling, the teasing touch and the wetness as well as the warmth on his skin. This went on for a long while, both of us relishing in the process. M started to get firmer. ‘Good boy’, he praised.
When he was completely wet, I sat up, looking at him and saying, “I present my lips to you, for your pleasure.” Again, he nodded his permission. My lips now went to the head of his cock and kissed it, as the ritual demanded. I then sucked the head but did not taking it fully into my mouth. My lips now tracing down the underside of his rigid cock my tongue tracing my path. Slowly moved up and down the length of him, to his sack, sucking his balls but, again, not taking them into my mouth. I felt him grow even harder.
M closed his eyes enjoying my efforts. Beyond whatever skills he has taught me, the one talent that I bring naturally to this ritual is my desire to please.
I then rise from my task and ask to move to the next step in our ritual, I offer my mouth to you, for your pleasure.” Again, he agreed. I lean forward again no hands and capture the head of his cock in my mouth. Using my tongue, lips and mouth to massage the head of his cock sending sensations of pleasure throughout his whole body. licking sucking rubbing, slurping down his cock and balls. My hands now join the effort as they work in unison for his pleasure. I like to study my Master facial expression, as well as the twitching of his cock and the movement of his body, reacting to those that give me the queues I am maximizing his pleasure
As he grew bigger and longer, I shifted to a more aggessive methodology, sensing his growing urgency and aggressive moves, I gripped his balls, wrapping my thumbs and forefingers around them and squeezing, very tightly., M’s thrusts became more urgent. He is trying to force himself deeper into my mouth. He was now huge, fully engorged. a sign that I must take the next step in the ritual. He is ready.
I reach for the lead attached to my collar and place it in his hand, He smiles acknowledging my intent. This last step has been my Master greatest achievement as it has taken him time and patience to develop this skill in his willing submissive, Please, my Master,” I present my throat for your pleasure.” It is both exciting and fearful for me as Im still somewhat untested with my new found skill.
Taking a deep breath, “I present my throat to you, for your pleasure. Take me deeply and fuck my face Master..” opening my mouth, extending my tongue all the way out, I moved forward and take him balls deep nad as taught I pause when his head met the back of my mouth.
Following tradition, M replied . “I gladly accept your gift. I know what it means to you and I am grateful. I will fill you.” He reaches out, one hand on the back of my head the other held firmly on the lead, He waited a moment, then easing up so I can catch my breath, Relax your throat he reminds me as he pushes my head back down. Finally, he thrust himself, slowly, inexorably, deep, into my throat. He coordinates his hip movements with his hold on my head in order to maximize the depth and his pleasure. I feel his cock go deep in my throat, past my tonsils and the curve of my neck. I gag, tears welling up in my eyes as I fight to accept his cock.
He continues his assault on my throat, relsihing in the fact that I will soon be rewarded.
I feel his cock head pulsing, I know our ritual will soon meet its conclusion. I fight off my natural need to gag, desperately focusing on his pleasure.
The time was here and he could hold back no longer, the sensation was so all encompassing, tight, slippery, moist, warm, smooth. It was the best sensation of all. He came, hard, feeling his essence flowing down my throat, the ribbons of cum deep inside my throat. Then as ritual dictates, Master pulls back, filling my mouth with his cum, coating my tongue, ensuring that I taste my Master. Then in a final act of dominance pulls out of my mouth completely, blasting more hot cum on my face, marking me as his territory so I never lose sight of my purpose for being.
