I have been missing Bill a lot lately. I never thought it would happen that way, but now that he is gone, I am aching for attention.
Bill was a guy who worked in the same department as me, but on a different shift. He was tall, about 6"5", had long red hair, and a goatee before they were in style. He also had great arms from lifting. I was in my questioning period, but was not acting on my feelings. Being overweight and out of shape, I always was envious of a good pair of biceps. But to me, he was one of those loud obnoxious types that I never liked.
Lori was a girl who occasionally worked both shifts. I didn't know her well, but that changed when we found ourselves in the same night class. She invited me out several times, until one time I gave in and went with her, ending up at Bill's house. Turns out that Bill loved beer as much as me, and could twist a mean dube to boot. I also found out that Bill and another guy from work jammed together in a band a few nights a week. Their bass player quit, and I played bass. I wasn't very good though, and it took some persuation by Lori to bring my gear to the basement amd jam. Bill and Andy were freindly, but I still didn't feel that welcome. But after a few jams showing that we all weren't that good, I felt comfortable around them. Bill was the drummer, and we locked in on a few cool grooves. He suggested that we get together and work on some stuff.
Bill and I jammed a couple of times in his basement, usually followed by a good smoke session. He had an excellent home entertainment system, and we often just watched shit until his wife got home around midnight. Bill also had a nice weight set-up in his basement, which he invited me to start using. We had a couple of workouts, and started to tape them to watch and change techniques. One night as I sat back in his couch, he turned on the VCR which had a straight porno tape playing. He commented that him and the wife watched it the night before and he forgot to take it out. He left it on for a bit, but sensing how uncomfortable I was, turned it off. I thought it was strange, but still went back for my next workout.
After lifting for a bit, Bill told me to lay flat on the bench. I was trying to catch my breath, waiting to be handed more weights, when he suddenly stood over me, straddling the bench. He had slipped his shorts off, and I was staring up at his cock. It was at least 8 inches, and thick. I freaked and tried to get up, but he sat on me and held me down. He slapped my face hard, and told me to get this over with. HE then placed his cockhead on my lips, telling me to open or get hit again. I reluctantly opened, and he slowly slid inch after inch in my mouth. I started to gag, with the taste of his cock and smell of his sweat, but he just stopped and told me to start sucking. I lay there not moving and he repeated it again, saying if I didn't start sucking, he would piss in my mouth. I closed my eyes and started to suck on his cock. I tried not to think about it, but Bill started talking in a low voice, urging me on, telling me how much he wanted it. He took his shirt off a repositioned himself to thrust more in and out. He moaned and told me he always knew I would be his cock-sucking bitch. He moved my shirt up, and started playing with my nipples. This started to drive me crazy, and I began sucking in ernest, beyond my control. I didn't want to suck this cock, but hid hands, his voice, the smells were all making me crazy. Bill shifted around, and started ramming his cock in my mouth, with his balls slapping my nose. He let out a loud moan, and started pumping cum in my throat. He pulled out a bit getting cum on my tongue and lips. He jerked off for a few minutes, and came again, this time spraying my face, before entering my mouth again. He squeezed out the last drops then rubbed his dick on the jizz on my face, deposting that in my mouth. He pinched my tits again, and said "I knew you'd do a good job" He tossed me a towel and headed upstairs. I sat on the bench in shock. Not only did I suck Bill's dick, but for a while, I liked it. I could taste the salty sperm still in my mouth. The more I thought about it, the more pissed I became. But he was still a lot bigger and stronger, and it wasn't like i was going to call a cop and tell them I was forced to suck a cock.
I gathered my shit and walked upstairs, to another shock. On the tv screen was a paused frame of tape, showing my face, sprayed with jizz, and a large rope of cum hanging from Bill's cock into my mouth. "Man look at how you loved that', Bill said with a smile. "You'll be getting as much as you can take from now on" I was in shock still, but told him to fuck off. Bill smiled again, and said "Tomorrow night you are coming back here to suck my cock. And the next night". "If you don't show up, then I'll start leaving tapes around work. My face isn't on them, but your's is, and it has a dick in it". I walked out without a word, tasting Bill's cum all the way home. I fell asleep thinking about what happened; Bill's cock, the taste, his arms, the video.....
The next morning I received an e-mail, with a picture of me swallowing his cock.
The message said "7pm or I send more to others"
I miss being Bill's chick Pt 2
The rest of the day was kind of a daze. I thought about Bill, and sucking his cock the night before. I also thought about the fact that I would be sucking it tonight. I had noticed my feeling towards guys, especially muscular ones, but never tried to act on them. I couldn't figure out if I was pissed, or wanted it again. I thought of the embarassment of other people seeing the tape or those pictures. I decided that I had no choice but to visit Bill again. But this time I was going to threaten to tell his wife about it, figuring he wouldn't want that to happen.
As I was driving to the house, I actually had to try to supress my hard-on. I was excited to taste his cock again. I was totally confused as I pulled into the driveway.
Bill met me at the door with mock suprise at me showing up. "Couldn't resist some more cock-sucking, could you?' he asked, smiling. As I entered the living room. the tape was playing on the tv. I could see my head between his muscular thighs, his cock in my mouth. and hear the moans I was making as he worked my tits. I hadn't realized I was doing that at the time. "Man, I knew by the way you looked at me, you would be into this shit". Bill was wearing only cut off sweat shorts, with a very prominent bulge. I tried not to stare as I told him my threat about his wife. He laughed,and told me that she appreciated when someone else sucked him off, cause then she didn't have to do it every night. He put his huge arm around my shoulders and said "Look, you are sucking my cock tonight. We'll take out time, have some fun, and you'll swallow a coupe loads. If you do that, I'll hand you the tape and you don't come back. Unless you want to". He handed me a beer and walked over to the couch. He sat down and sparked one. motioning me to sit next to him on the couch.
We sat drinking a smoking, and he turned off the video and put on some tunes. After a couple of beers and some small talk, he started rubbing my thigh with his hand. I just sat there waiting for it to happen. His hand wandered up under my shirt to my nipple, as he leaned in close to me, saying "you like this, don't you". I said "yes' and he kept working my nipples. I had done the same thing to a couple of girls before, and it felt strange being on the receiving end. I reached out to touch his biceps, running my hand over the hard muscle. Bill grabbed my shirt and pulled it off, tossing it aside. He pushed me back and got on top off me, sucking my tits hard. Meanwhile his hands were grabbing my ass, and I was squirming and hard from the attention. I could feel his cock rubbing against my legs. He continued this for a few minutes, until he stood up and grabed my shorts, pulling them and my briefs off in one motion. I layed on the couch naked, and looked at his muscular body, as he slowly pulled down his shorts, revealing his big dick. I didn't have time to appreciate it the day before, but it was nice. About 8" long and fairly thick. It had a big head on it, and looked huge compared to my normal dick. He also had low hanging balls, swinging with his movements. He was almost totally hairless. "Get on your knees" he said, and I did it quickly. Bill held his cock a my face, and I opened my mouth and took it in. I worked about 6 inches in, sucking and licking his cock. Bill placed his hands on my head and slowly started pumping. I had problems gaging, but I finally adjusted and was taking his thrusts harder. I managed to take it all a few times, which he loved. He paused every time, burying my nose against his faint pubes, before withdrawing and thrusting again. I ran my hands over his thighs, and he started on my tits again with his fingers. He grabbed my head and started pumping quickly, and let out a yell as he filled my mouth again with his cum. It kept shooting, but this time I got every drop. I milked his cock, and he slid it out slowly. He settled down on the couch, and pulled me up next to him, craddling me with his arm. He kissed me on the cheek, and said "you are a good cocksucker, but i'm gonna train you to be the best." he sparked another one, saying ' we are gonna have some fun". I smiled at him, realizing that I loved the taste of his cock. I couldn't beleive that his wife didn't want this every night. He got up to get more beer, yelling in from the kitchen to get ready to suck some more.