My Thoughts and Return to Fred

After dinner Fred walked me to the "L". "You have my number. Its up to you, baby, but you know you want more of me." He patted my ass as I walked down to the platform.

My ass was sore the next morning and I was unsure of what I should do. True, I had an extraordinary sexual time. I sucked my first cock, I was dominated by a large hunky man and I begged him to fuck me. I came more times then I thought possible. But, did I really want to repeat this event. I decided to sleep on my decision.

I returned to my regular life as a freshman at DePaul. I went to my classes, and did my homework. Wednesday night I dreamed of Fred. I saw his huge belly, his hairy chest and his cock. He was standing in a bedroom and said "On your knees baby. Look up at me and worship. Obey me. This is where you want to be with your long hair and small cock. Call me, serve me and love my cum in your mouth and pussy."

I woke and had to wash my sheets, again. I could not resist calling and did so on Thursday night.

"Hello Fred its me. You remember from last weekend."

"Hello baby, I hoped you'd call your Fred. Would you like to see me Saturday night? Of course you would, why else would you call. I'll meet you at the Racine "L" stop at 5:00. Wear your tightest tee shirt, no underwear and be prepared to spend the night. I'll have something special prepared for you. Questions? No, then Saturday at 5:00."

Friday was a blur. I wondered if I could call off the date. I worried that I would feel different from the way I felt with Fred, would I be timid, scarred or disappointing. What if he didn't like me or if he was not excited by me. Saturday was even worse. I did all my homework, cleaned my room, did my laundry and it was still only 1:00. I checked the CTA schedule several times to make sure I'd be on time. I found a tight tee shirt, jeans and left off my underwear. I walked to the "L" and arrived at Racine stop at 4:45. I went downstairs and waited. Fred drove up in a Buick Riviera at 5:00.

"The door's unlocked. Get in. You look just as I asked. Let me check for underwear." He reached over and grabbed my crotch. "Slide over close to me. I could tell that you are aroused by my size, but is this just me or is my size your type?"

"I am just learning the answer to this question myself. But yes, it seems that I have a type and its middle aged men with large bellies. I dream of men built like you and these dreams always end with an intense sexual release by my dream man into my mouth or my ass."

"I'm glad to hear it. Would you be interested in a job that would put you close to big burly men?"

"Yes but what kind of job would that be?"

"I know Leo Hyman the owner of Big and Tall on Maxwell Street. I shop there and I know he is always looking for sales help built like you. It seems that some of his customers like little sweeties like you. We can stop there on the way to my place and get you hired."

"Hello Fred. Who is this boy-chick?"

"Leo, this is my young friend who I told you might like working here."

"I need the help now, what is your schedule boy-chick?"

"I can work Monday and Wednesday afternoon and all day Friday and Saturday."

"You can start on Monday at 1:00. The pay is $1.75 per hour. Only one rule; no sex with the customers in the store. If someone wants to date you, its your choice. They will want you and they will come back just to see a pretty boy. Understood?"

"Yes Mr. Hyman and thank you."

"Don't thank me, thank Fred. He got you this job. Be nice to him." Mr. Hyman pinched my cheek like he was my grandfather.

It was a short ride to his third floor apartment on S. LaFine St.. Fred climbed the stairs behind me and patted my ass as we walked. When we got inside Fred grabbed me hugged me and kissed me. His tongue in my mouth, his one hand on my tit (I remembered to think of my nib as a tit like he told me last week) and one on my ass.

"God damn but you are a hot little fag boy. I told you I'd have something special for us tonight and here it is. You will be naked until you leave after breakfast tomorrow. I will call you various names like faggot, homo, sweets and the like. You will address me as Sir, not Fred. If you do as I instruct then I believe you and I will have an extra hot evening. Any questions?"

"Sir thanks again for getting me the job. As Mr Hyman said I'll be nice to you just as you desire. Should I get naked before we eat?"

"Yes you little queer. Get naked and let's eat pizza, drink rum and Coke while we watch a short movie."

Fred told me undress in the bedroom and return once he called. When I returned his shirt was off and he ordered me to sit on his lap with my left arm around his neck. I put my right hand on his belly and stroked. Fred handed me a slice, then a drink. It was more rum then the last time and I felt dizzy.

"I have a short movie for us. Come sit next to me." The movie was an 8mm black and white with no title. A big man was showering with a small man washing him. He soaped the big guy's chest and got on his knees to soap the cock. There was a close-up of soapy cock and the cocksucking. Big guy grabbed the small guy's head as his cock disappeared into the mouth. The last shot was the small guy's open mouth filled with cum and then he swallowed.

Fred stood up, finished undressing and said "You are my bath attendant. Get the tub ready." I raced ahead to the bathroom. This old apartment had an over sized claw-foot tub. I got the water hot and filled half the tub. "Sir, your bath is ready let me help you in." I take the wash cloth and soap and use it to clean Fred's hairy chest and belly.

"You will need to use your hands to clean my cock and ass." I soaped up my hands and had to stand next to the tub to reach his cock. Not surprisingly I was hard as I washed his cock, his balls and reached down lower to his asshole.

"That's a good boy. Clean me up real good. Are you a good boy for me?"

"Yes Sir. I want to be a good boy for you tonight. I'll get the towel."

Fred got out of the tub and I dried him. He walked into the bedroom. "On your knees faggot like the guy in the movie. I'm going to fill your mouth. Don't worry we have all night and I'll be able to fill your pussy too. Tell me what you see."

"I see the most beautiful cock of my dreams. I see round hairy balls that I hope are filled with warm cum. Please let me kiss your cock head. I beg you to let me lick your balls. Get hard and strong so you can fill mouth with your delicious cock milk."

"Go ahead fag boy. Do what homos do. Lick my balls. Wash them clean with your mouth and tongue. Lick my cock up and down the shaft. Look up at me. You are my little cocksucker. Look into my eyes and tell be who you are."

"I am yours. I want to be your pleasure. I am your fag, your homo, your little cocksucker. I beg you to let me suck you in my mouth. Feed me your cum."

"Go ahead and be mine." Fred's cock entered my mouth and he held me in place. He slowly slid deeper and pulled back. His belly hit my forehead as he started to fuck my mouth. Each stroke was harder then the last. Each thrust more insistent. My hands grabbed his thighs pulling him into me. His pace increased, his grunting louder.

"Here it comes you fag. Suck me you queer. Cumming. Don't lose a drop."

I swallowed fast. I held onto Fred's legs to keep his cock in my mouth until he finished emptying his balls. As I swallowed my cock shot out strings of my own pleasure. Gasping for breath as Fred pulled his cock from my mouth. I moaned "Let me kiss your cock again. I love it on my lips. Please Sir just one more kiss."

"Sure, baby go ahead and love my cock. I'm going to lay back on the bed and you can come up next to me you sweet little cocksucker."

Fred was on his left side and I got into bed facing him. He pulled me close and kissed me. "You know, guys built like me don't get many dates. Gay guys like fit partners and I'm just fat. Fucking your fag mouth and tight pussy is the hottest thing I've ever done. I want you to know that I appreciate your soft submissive side. I love your tits and your little clit of a penis. Roll over so your back is against me. How does this feel sweetheart?"

"I don't know why I'm attracted to you but feeling your belly in my back arouses me. Your hands on my tits makes me soft, open and wanting you. This feels right for me Sir, like I don't want it to end. Your breath in my ear, your cock getting hard again pushing into my back makes me dizzy with desire."

"Get the lube and get yourself ready for me, pussy cat. Get my cock lubed up too. Now I'm going to roll on my back and put even more lube on your pussy. Get on top and slide yourself down on my cock. Slow and steady slide down till my balls are against your ass. Stay there and open for me. Open up deep in your ass. Slide up and down, up and down and fuck yourself on my cock. Tighten your ring on my cock. Fuck yourself faggot. Open like a flower to me you homo queer. Make me believe you want my cum inside you slut. You want me to breed you. You need to serve me. Here it is. Take all of me. Cum together with me. I feel your cum on my belly you sweet slut."

My ass filled with Fred's cum and my heart was his. I want to serve him, please him and satisfy him. As I snuggled next to him I felt him fall asleep. I was safe at home and knew I'd return again.