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Just love your most recent post I need my face nose deep in some pits! Love what you do

Thanks when I started this blog I couldn’t really find much on dominant bottoms I’m so happy to be part of the growing attention on guys who rule with their asses first!

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I remember when I met you. You swore you were a 100% bottom. That having a big dick was just irony. The problem was people had labeled you. Told you what you were supposed to be because you’re submissive. I could see all of you the potential. You wanted to serve me, please me. You didn’t realize I was going to make you please me in a way you weren’t expecting. Sex is far more carnal than you think. One sniff of these, and you were suddenly not 100% anything. Mine to mould. You were a mediocre bottom. Now as my sub top you’re a stallion. Isn’t it amazing what a lil musk can do? I knew not to speak to the man, I spoke directly to the animal. Come. Show me what I do to you. Show me how hard I make you. If you’re a good savage and show off enough, I’ll sit on your face before I ride you into oblivion. I went to the gym this morning. My ass smells just as strong. Aht aht! Don’t walk. Crawl to me.

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His laundry bag was right in front of me. I told myself it wasn’t weird or sexual. I just need to sniff his underwear to make sure I hadn’t accidentally grabbed anything clean. I pulled his neon briefs to my nose. Christ. They reeked of his young sweat. It was musky funky and their was a potent note of syrupy sweetness where his balls had stretched the pouch. It’s not weird I told myself. I just…love him. That’s all. Mom’s talk about love the way a baby’s head smells. Maybe dad’s love smells too. Yeah nothing weird. Or sexual at all. The raging hardon in my pants was unrelated. There was no way smelling my 18 year old’s puberty sweat aroused me. “Fuck” I whispered when my nose ended up in the spot it always did. The spot where he left the most mouthwatering-cock dribble inducing-head spinning sent of ASS. I closed my eyes and huffed. He wasn’t dirty he was just so damn musky. I hated myself for it, but I was obsessed with the boy. Head over heels in deep lust with my son. I’d never act on it ever! No matter how hard the smell made me or how easy it was to cum sniffing his ho— the greedy monster that made me do these heinous things made me wonder if I could get an even fresher set. Maybe they’d still damp. I always jerked off immediately if I could get still wet from his hamper. I’d shoot so had from his fresh sweat. I strolled to his room, “Hey Bluejay? You got anything you want me to throw in the wash?” I said. Fuck bad idea. The whole room reeked off him. Dear god he wore his lucky socks. Never washed, always rank. They were nasty and crunchy. At least once a week I bust a nut sniffing those foul socks.

I waited for him to acknowledge me. He didn’t get up or turn. “Dad. Do the words regional champion mean nothing to you? You do understand how fucking epic today was right?” He said. I paused because I was gawking at the beauty of the boy. Savoring the scent of his sweaty athletic body… wanting to drag my tongue the the crack of his little round as-NO! SON! WRONG! PERVERT! I scolded myself mentally. “No no I’m so proud of you! But it really reeks in here. Today you can enjoy the big win but tomorrow, clean this place up.” I said. It’d be easier to ignore how much I wanted him if he didn’t smell like sex 24/7. He flopped over propping himself up on his elbows. Smirk on his naturally bright pink lips. How two fuck ups like me and his mom managed to make the single most attractive boy on the planet was beyond me. His wavy brown hair hung into his impossibly blue eyes. We’d named him James after my grandpa, but when James just didn’t fit, and neither did Jim or Jimmy…the color of those eyes got him the nickname Bluejay. It fit. Just like he’d fit so perfectly in my arms… I wasn’t winning the whole -don’t fall in love son- battle. My only comfort was that I at least had the decency to hate myself for wanting him so bad. Jerking off to the boy was wrong. I knew it was. And if we could get rid of the nest of tasty smells in his room, maybe I’d be able to cut back on how much I beat my dick thinking about my boy. “Dad. Breath it in! That’s the smell of a champion. An award winning athlete. What do you want it to smell like in here, loser? Besides I like it. A lil musk makes a boy feel good about himself, you should get a closer whiff,” he said. He broke into an earth shattering smile. I could’ve sworn his legs opened a bit more. He threw his arms up behind his head. His pits smelled delicious. I felt a wave of blood rush to my dick and then another. I needed to get out. “I can smell you from here, and don’t clean ok whatever…any clothes?” I asked. “Just these,” he said. He picked up a pair of electric yellow briefs and wiped them through each pit and then flung them in my face. “Bluejay what the fuck that wasn’t very ni—oh. Oh fuck,” I said unable to keep it in. They were rank. His sharp teenage funk was all over them. To my horror, the mix of all his scents on his small briefs made my dick pop up fully hard. “That’s what I thought,” he said. He was up on his feet walking towards me. Was he hard to? No of course not what was I thinking. He stood in front of me and slapped my hardon playfully. “Pervert,” he said laughing. I covered my face in shame. “Bluejay I’m so sorry I’m just pent up it’s unrelated I swear I’m so embarrassed.” I said horrified. “No it’s not…that hardon is for me. I think it’s because of my butt. I think you like it. A pervert hard for his son’s butt. Thinking about anal sex with his boy!” he teased. I wanted to combust on the spot. I was about to beg and plead and apologize when he sprang.

In two quick movements he spun me and knocked me onto his bed. I didn’t have time to think. He jumped on top of me pinning me arms. God he was strong. “You really don’t know how to take a fucking hint Dad,” he said. His voice dropped an octave and became raspy. I’d never heard him sound, well, sexy. “Bluejay I’m-this is wrong. I just-I got carried away or something” I said. “Shut up.” He said flatly. He spun himself around so his back was to me and his ass was in my face. HIS ASS WAS IN MY FACE. I felt the heat. I could smell his hole so close to me. I’d never understood the meaning of the word desire until that moment. I tried to my push my face into his cheeks but he was just out of reach. “Aht-aht! Not til I say.” He gave me two playful slaps. “Now, let’s play with that big dick of yours,” he said. He fished me out of my lounge pants and started squeezing rubbing and groping. He was muttering under his breath “Big fuckin Dad cock and he wouldn’t give to me mmm I’m fuckin gonna ride it this mine now” I moaned as he played with me and kept talking nasty about his dad’s cock. He leaned down to sniff the base. He said fuck. He was feral after smelling my dick. He reached his hands back. He ripped open his singlet. “Oh god! You ripped it!” I said in shock. “Relax. You’ll buy me another one.” He said. I could smell his body. See the soft fuzz that trailed in and out of his perfect ass. “Tongue out.” He said sternly. I obeyed my boy. He lifted his hips and pushed back dragging his hole down my tongue. My whole body trembled as he groaned in pleasure. “Do you know how long I’ve been wanting your big fucking dick? Mmm the veins look tasty. He said still pawing my meat. I started to feel a weird sense of pride from deep within. “Dad? I’ve been watching you play with your cock for years do you know that? I watch you shower almost every morning. I secretly hoped you’d catch me looking and touching my self. All hot for my Dad. I wanted you to make a move. but obviously you were never taking the first step. You’d rather just beat off sniffing my sweaty underwear.” He said coyly. I was filled with terror and embarrassment. “Bluejay I’m sorry I don’t even know what to say” I rambled while I caressed him. His pretty fuzzy cheeks. “Yeah that’s great is there any particular reason why you’re yapping instead of eating my sweaty champion ass?” Bluejay said pushing his perfect butt further back into my face. I pushed my nose into his crack. I sniffed till my lungs were full. He smelled like a mixture of old and fresh sweat. He was sticky from the ass sweat from round after round. I took a slow lick trying to make my tongue wide as possible to have a deeper taste. He was salty and sweet and the funky smell of his butt seemed to remain no matter how much I licked. I couldn’t think of the last time I’d felt this happy. I couldn’t tell you how long I ate him out. Maybe 20 minutes, maybe two hours. I fell into a trance licking his butt. My son’s butt. The most perfect boy in the world. I was licking his meaty and muscular but still soft glorious boy ass. Tasting my little winner.

He was up and spun on top of me. He opened the nightstand drawer. A half empty bottle of lube was in the drawer. My eyes rolled back thinking imaging him masturbating. I was finally giving myself permission to fantasize, crave him, think of him sexually. My love for him got even deeper. He started lubing me up. It brought me back to reality. “Woah woah Bluejay the first time might hurt and I’m kinda big so maybe we should do that next time” I said. Rubbing his leg. His perfect leg. Have you ever been in love with every inch of a person? Because I was. “Dad you’re fucking adorable. First time? I’ve been fucking for the last 4 years. I’ve fucked men, women, and at least 3 they/thems. Fucking is fun if the girl is fun. Guys are my favorite but they can be so sleazy no connection during the sex. If you’re with an nb you might as well invite as many people as you can. Anyway you’re actually very big but that’s what I want. If it doesn’t hurt when you’re getting stretched out what’s the point?” He said lubing up his hole. Dear god light brown hairs were all around his pink hole. Seeing him touch himself made my dick jump. He reached back and lined me up like a pro. He started to push and I cried out in ecstasy. “Hey why don’t you just put it in the newspaper that we fucked…keep it down.” He said. I popped into his hole. Right as I was about to scream out again. His foot still in his nasty lucky sock smashed into my face. “Shut it. Sniff it. Only champs stink like that right? I’m gonna keep it on your face as long as I want Dad I like making you smell my stinky socks. You can’t do anything about it.” He said as he began to rock his hips adjusting to the size. I took deep sniffs groaning as he started a slow bounce. “How’s that smell Dad? Talk about my stinky feet.” He said maintaining a steady bounce. “Oh god they smell so good Bluejay I’ve sniffed them to beat off before but having your feet in there makes it smell fucking amazing! Sour and sweaty so nasty I love it. I love you. Oh Oh you feel so tight” I said worshipping him. “Hey. You’re only talking about feet. Open your mouth let’s see how much champion you can swallow.” He said rolling his hips making my head go back. I opened my mouth and he jammed his foot far back enough that the rough fabric made me gag and cough and my whole body heave. “Ungh that made it swell inside me. Keep gagging Dad.” He said. The order was unnecessary because I wanted it in my mouth down my throat. His nasty socks were as tasty as they were stinky. Salty with sweat. “Do you even understand how long you made me wait for this dick? I just had to watch you frustrated trying to get a nut. I was right there presenting ass. Waiting for you on my knees…but this is how it has to be. Going forward, you do what I say. Do you understand?” He said. He got up into a squat and started long up and down strokes. “I didn’t know you wanted it. I felt like a perv. Oh god. I love you so much. I can’t believe this is happening. You’re so beautiful. You my biggest pride.” I said. He came down and started grinding. His eyes rolled back and he was wincing as he stirred his hips. “Oh god I’m definitely not done punishing you for keeping this dick from me. OH uhh it hurts so good Dad. Today is gonna be quick. Ok grab my cheeks spread them as wide as you can. And start fucking. Fast. And I mean fucking fast. I wanna hear the plop plop plop as your balls slap my butt. I’m ready to nut. Remember FAST,” His pale cheeks were flush, making his blue eyes look bluer. His bangs were stuck to his sweaty forehead. I looked at him. He was the most beautiful boy I’d ever seen. “You are just the hottest person I’ve ever seen. I’ve never had sex this good. And if we never do this again, this is the best night of my whole life.” I said in awe. He leaned down he smelled like sex. His natural ass funk had filled the air. I never wanted to breath air that didn’t smell like my boy’s butt. It was the best ass I ever smelled my dick had never been so hard before. It felt like it was still growing inside him. “Imagine my view.

“I’ve wanted this since I realized I like men. You look good under me dad. I like being in control. Now. I told you to fuck me FAST.” He punched me in the pec as he said fast. The impact made me want more of him. More ass, more nasty socks, more fucking punches! I grabbed his cheeks pulling as wide as I could. Just feeling my fingers digging into his asscrack made fall into stream of desperate needy affection. “Oh god I fucking love you Bluejay I can’t believe how perfect you are I love you so fucking much you have the best ass I’ve ever licked baby you are the most beautiful thing on the planet you have the best hole I’ve ever felt I’m in love with you every thing you’re my boy and I’ve always wanted to do this I’ve only beat off to you fuuuuck” I rambled as I quickly pumped in and out. “I said FUCK-ME-FAST!” He punched my chest with each word. Each hit made me go harder and faster. “Pick up the fucking pace dad! You have a big dick USE IT!” He said continuing to punch. I went faster than I ever had. No one had ever let me go that hard. That deep or at a full stroke. My cock reacted to the new sensations I didn’t know anything could feel so good. “Oh that’s it. Keep it up. Do that for your son. Just be a dad fucking your kid in the ass! Oh keep going here it comes! Hurt my asshole Dad, make it sore for me.” I did what he said I went hard. So fast he started whining on my dick. His hand went to his perfect dick. He started jerking in rhythm with me. He only stopped to punch my pecs so hard I grunted with each one. “That’s for keeping the dick from me! That’s for not making a fucking move! And that’s for making my lil butthole hurt like that yes keep going! Hard Dad keep going hard! I love you I love you oh GOD STRETCH IT DAD THAT BIG COCK IS MIIINE!” Somewhere between the punching jacking and fucking he shot one long spurt across my belly. “Don’t fucking stop!” He said slapping my face. I was instantly back at pace. I was sweating from every pore. My muscles burned and I was out of breath. But I didn’t let up. He spurted three more big ropes across my stomach and chest. He put his hand on my knee slowing me down to a full stop . He breathed heavy his lids hung halfway closed. He’d had that sheen that comes from sex. “My love let me lick your ass so I can cum. You got all sweaty again. Delicious. I wanna taste my baby all opened up. Your ass’s natural smell makes me crazy.” I said looking at him with hunger in my eyes. He collapsed onto me mixing sweat spit cum and god knows what else mixed as I pulled him close embrace. He kissed me tongue eager and curious as he explored what felt good. I was desperate to get back inside him. Feel his tight hole squeezing the sides my dick . Smell his special body odor. “I need ass in my face again. I wanna cum while I worship Bluejay’s butt. I can’t tell you how long I’ve been beating off to your pretty cheeks. Now I got to taste the real thing.” I said and he stared down at me with his usual glowing smile. He gave me another deep kiss anything he did made my cock pulse. He looked in my eyes and said, “that’s the thing Dad… you’re not gonna cum. The last thing I need is you getting post nut clarity. Making you get weird over the fact that we’ve started fucking. That it’s wrong. You understand? Not letting you cum keeps you obsessed with fucking me. Now as I recall, you have laundry to do, a new singlet to order… I hope you’re sorry for getting me so horny that I tore my champion singlet.” He wagged a finger at me. “I’m sorry Bluejay. I’ll listen to your orders more carefully next time.” I said feeling. “I like this Dad. I meant what I said when I came. Your dick is mine. Soon you’ll be all mine Daddy… Alright. We’ll play more when asshole stops buzzing from that fast fuck. Don’t you dare put on clothes. Naked chores so I can see how hard you stay for your son. And I can look a you without hiding.” He said as he sprawled out for a nap. “I love you so much.” I said. “Dad. Order me a pizza too.” He said. “Anything you want Bluejay.” I said. “Kiss it before you go.” He lifted his ass.

I kissed it. “Ok so go start the wash and come right back. That cycle takes 46 minutes to clean my clothes. So you will have 46 minutes to lick my ass clean. I want it so clean that if I run a finger through my crack my finger doesn’t smell like my 2 day old ass funk. Ha! Giving you orders makes me horny. You might be in my ass again sooner than you thought. My Dad has to do whatever I say. Cause he’s in love with me and desperate to dick his boy down. We’ll use the dryer cycle for licking my feet. Go drink water. Bring a bottle. I don’t wanna hear that your tongue is dry.” He ordered. “I love you so much. I need you. I want you controlling my dick. You’re right. Not cumming has made me more obsessed and needy for you.” I said desperate for him. “Good” he said.

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AND THE WINNER IS! In love with my bully! I’m doing some rewrites because I looked at old posts and realized there were continuity issuses (my readers have been waiting for this and you deserve my best). It was close with the votes! You’ll see all three next year. Part one should be up by christmas. The first installment will be our protagonist remembering the boy and the bully in high school as he travels to the reunion. Except below 😜

High School

“THIS is how any male is supposed to smell after a day of hard work!” With that he hooked one hand behind my neck, lifted his other arm and smashed my face into his sweaty arm pit. The skin was hot and wet and slippery and his hair was rough and thick. But the smell, oh god the smell. I’d heard some of the girls complaining that he never wore deodorant. And that he was pretty musky in general. Nothing could have prepared me for the sharp masculine scent of him. He fucking stank. One time when my uncle took me camping, he smelled like musky onions by the third day. I kind liked it, but it was nothing compared to this. If i skipped deodorant and showers for a week there was still no chance I could smell that strong. He began mashing and dragging my face back and forth in his rank pit. I swayed on my tiptoes. His musk was so powerful I would have believed I was sniffing a full grown man. We were exact opposites. Because unlike him puberty was taking its sweet time with me. I had about 8 thin pubes, 7 actually because I’d accidentally zipped one off. He was a teen and he was hairier than my dad. It was hot in the hallway. No. It was him. He was so warm, and so fucking sweaty, and he was so intensely rank. With each swipe I felt the long wet hairs dragging across my face. After a few deep huffs my temples were pounding and I felt a sudden head rush. I don’t know where it came from or why, but I moaned. I fucking moaned! Out loud! It was an animal sound. He let me go and for a moment there was a look of pure disbelief on his face. It was quickly replaced by an evil smirk. He started to chuckle “you-did-not-just-fucking-MOAN!” He said as he laughed with glee. I said nothing I tore off running faster than I’d ever run in my life. I felt myself getting hard I needed to get out I needed to get the fuck out! “Hey fuck face. I got something for you tomorrow!” He yelled after me. I kept running. I definitely sped and once I got home, I yelled a hello, and I ran up two stairs at a time to my room. My hardon was rock hard and there was no hiding it at that point. I lay in bed trying to have the proper fear reaction. Lust was the only thing I felt. I hadn’t remembered shoving my hand down my pants. I was rubbing. Thinking about being lifted and shoved head first into a toilet. I pursed up my lips to smell my upper lip. I still smelled like him. A whispered a long quiet fuuuuuck. His sweat was all over my face. HIS sweat was all over MY face. I know the correct response was supposed to be disgust… but again, all I felt was deep lust. I was supposed to hate him! Not be wanking to the smell of his sweat. The smell was strong but not as strong as getting it right from the source. My brain went wild repeating the beauty I’d witnessed. The blue basketball tank. The black hair. His dark eyes. That evil smile that filled me with fear and made my dick dribble. And then, the smell. The potent nasty delicious smell. I was right up on the edge wiping my face with my fingers and trying to get more of his scent. “Oh god you fucking stink please more I want mooore I love your stink I love your stink I love your stiiiink” I whispered as I shot so hard it flew over my head to my pillow. Next spurt on my chin. The rest on my shirt. I hadn’t bothered to strip. I would risk the scent fading. I turned on my side realizing I’d finally admitted to my self I was turned on by my bully. And not just him, I liked the bullying. I wondered how long hate had become desire. I dreaded what he’d do to me tomorrow. But something had just changed. I felt it. I got more and more scared as I played through scenarios of what abuses were in store. For the rest of the night, the more afraid I was, the more horrible the torment I could imagine, the harder my dick would get. I started to wonder what other strong smells his body made.

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Dear god if you’d seen him, you’d have done the same thing I did. It was an unseasonably hot day. I was driving along a stretch of road that was somewhere between who-knows-where and west bumble-fuck. There, on the side of the road laying in the grass was an angel. Bare chest, lanky but muscular body, and dirty blond hair. He was flat on his back, eyes closed. I pulled over and lowered my window. “You ok?!” I called out. I was met with only the sounds of cicadas in the trees. I don’t know what possessed me, but I got out. I walked across the grass a few paces. “Hey…uhm…kid? You need help? Or something?!” I called out. Standing closer, it was unfair for anyone to be so naturally hot. Some people were born beautiful, but this was other worldly. He opens a pair of reddish brown eyes and stared at me before he sucked his teeth. “Hey, uhm dumbass, I’m not a kid and I’m just relaxing.” He answered without moving. “Oh, sorry I was just makin’ sure.” I said. I turned to walk back to my car. “Fuckin hell how tall are you?” He said. I turned back. He was sitting up. Mmmph. What a site. All of him. There was something so raw and appealing about him. I felt a singular throb in my crotch. His fingers, his toes, and dear god his brown eyes... “6’3” last I checked.” I said. He looked me up and down. “You like picking up boys on the side of the road huh? You got a face like one of them handsome murderers. Bet you’re a killer.” He said. “Hey you little shit I just wanted to make sure you weren’t hurt or needed a ride or something,” I said. “I’m fuckin with you.” He grinned. I was done for. He hopped up. His hair flopped about in the slow hot wind. He was no more than 5’7” and seeing his physicality he was boyish but as he said, he wasn’t a kid. He walked over to me. “Mr I was born in a fell down hollow tree. These are my woods. My roads. Seems more like I should be worried about you. Big tall man all by himself. Who let you out alone?” He said with a pout. He had a sheen to his skin that hadn’t turned into a full sweat. “Look fuck off ok I’ll be on my way. Lesson learned. Leave the bumpkins where you find them.” I chuckled and walked back to my car. He walked after me and grabbed my hand. His hand was warmer than normal body temperature the sun had been beating down on him for so long I was betting it had warmed his whole body. What a delicious body. “You know I don’t think you’ve learned anything yet,” he said smiling. That fucking smile. He pulled me back to the car opened the door and pushed me into the driver’s seat.

He dropped his shorts on the road and was on top of me in a flash, his legs pinned my arms down. I tried to protest and he bent down to my face “Shhhh be a good big-stupid, deep down you know this is why you stopped the car... So just do what I say. You were wondering if I need a ride, boy do I.” He said as he started undoing my pants. He smelled of potent sweat and cut grass I wanted to lick him head to toe. Jeez his toes, long nubby things that had fat pink bulbs at the end of each digit. I wanted to suck them. I wanted to do so much but he had me pinned. The little fucker was strong too. I tried to move and he squeezed his slick thighs. I groaned and my eyes rolled back. He slid his warm hand into my underwear, tugging and squeezing. “Wait this is-we shouldn’t-are you?” I couldn’t think coherently. He leaned forward I could smell his sweet breath.before he gave me a kiss. He bit my bottom lip gently and pulled. I was gone. “I told you to shut up.” Seeing him naked straddling me was maybe the biggest thrill of my life. “Holy fuck” I whispered. “Yeah yeah I know. Now about that ride.” He said starting to slowly stroke me. I whimpered. A single drop of sweat was sliding down the center of his chest. I licked it up he tasted sweet and salty. He grinned and gave my a lil slap on the cheek. “Fucking Pervert” he whispered. I winced as he roughly pulled my cock out of my underwear. “Mmm big. Thick too. It’s mine now.” He said. “I don’t even know your name,” I said breathlessly. “It’s bumpkin remember?,” he said. He spit in his hand, and held it out to me, he tilted his head indicating I should spit in his hand too. I did. He mixed them and stared down into his hand with a faraway smile. He was playing. Having fun. He reached behind and rubbed our mixed spit up and down my shaft. I must have been inventing new words for how good it felt. He pushed his ass back in one agonizingly slow and steady movement I was inside him. “Oh my god that’s so-how are you taking it? You’re really tight, my god it’s so warm it’s-I’ve never felt anything so hot. Am I hurting you-Guys twice your size struggle, I can’t believe—” he covered my mouth. I could smell spit and cock and ass on his hand. “Shut. Up.” He growled in my face. He started to rock his hips. Something can feel so good that it makes your brain hurt. I was shaking my head back and forth. It was too good. That’s when he started to ride me in earnest. All the way up and all the way down. The hoy muggy air, his sun warmed body, and his incredible hole were all the same temperature. Since it was just spit lubricating the way, the friction was the most I’d ever experienced. I was moaning and howling from just how intense the pleasure was. I could feel every one of his soft hairs dragging on my shaft. I was practically screaming. He wrapped his strong hands around my neck. “I’m the one with the dick up my ass and somehow you’re making all the fucking noise! Shut up or I swear I’ll choke you out!” He said. The pressure of his soft but strong fingers pressing into my neck sent me into an entirely different kind of high. It felt like my whole body was cumming. He started bouncing fast, moaning his voice got raspy and ragged. His breaths were music to my ears. His grip on my neck matched the grip of his hole. I didn’t care what he did to me at that point. If he would’ve killed me I was gonna die happy! He knew exactly what he was doing the lack of oxygen made me swell inside him. Drips of his sweat were falling on me like summer rain. I’d never known sex could be anything like what was happening. I had no control, barely any consciousness, and if I could’ve spent the rest of my life in that state I would have. He switched the hold on my neck to one hand and reached down with the other and started jerking himself off. His first spurt hit me hard under the chin. He let go the rush of air as I inhaled pushed me up and over the edge. I think my soul flew out of my dick and into him I came so hard. That beautiful boy collapsed on to me. I could finally get my arms out and around him.

I was licking sucking and kissing anywhere I could. Until that moment I’d never understood truly wanting, needing, to worship someone. The car reeked of sex. I was covered in cum and sweat and in that moment I never wanted to shower again. He pulled himself up. He gave me two quick slaps on the cheek. He punched my pecs. Each punch made me pump out a little more into him. “God job fucktard. I might let you drive down my roads again. Phone.” He smiled. I dug around and handed him my phone. He went about adding himself to my contacts. I was still inside him. He was still smiling. I wanted to spend my whole life making him smile that perfect arrogant godly smile. He gave me back my phone. He kissed me again. Deeper. He pulled off me. I groaned. Before I could protest he was walking away. Sun on his glowing gold form. “Wait! What’s your name?!” I hollered as he walked away. He turned back. Those goddamn eyes. “It’s in your phone stupid.” He laughed. Then he was gone. Into the tree line. I watched him as long as I could. I grabbed my phone and looked at his contact page. It just said “Road Master.”

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I like you better this way. Passive, dazed, and rock hard. If we did things your way, we’d have some lightning fast pound session and it’d be a waste of a day over in 3 minutes…now that I’m in charge everything is so much better. Sex takes hours and hours. You get to enjoy my sweaty socks, my musty teenage nuts, and young tasty tasty asscrack. I spent hours getting ready to bottom, so you’re gonna spend hours worshiping me. What did you do to get ready? Nothing. That’s why your work starts now. I took you from two pump chump to tireless stallion… Uhm I’m not hearing any moaning. Why? Make noise dumb dumb. Hump the air. Show me you appreciate me show me you want it. Just do me a favor and don’t speak. God bless, you’ve never been one for conversation. Thinking’s not your forte. So just keep moaning and grinding to the smell of those pretty feet. Didn’t I JUST tell you not to speak? Shut up… say less. Hump more.

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Seven hundred dollars…Seven fucking hundred dollars! We haven’t even been here half an hour. Why didn’t you tell me to stop wearing deodorant sooner?! I can’t believe these fucking pervs are dropping so many bills just to take a sniff! They’re buying me drinks, offering me anything I want…some married guy has already paid up three times! You knew this would happen didn’t you? What’s wrong? Why you all pissy? Aww is my favorite slave feeling jealous? Come here, show off. Show everyone here you don’t gotta pay for it. I can’t wait to see the looks of shock when they see a man of your age, dressed in a three piece suit, with a big fat Rolex worshipping a boy half your age. Some boys are out here chasing girls, I’m out here enslaving their dads! Who’s winning at life?! Come get that nose damp, I wanna get back to making my stacks… just you wait until tonight. You’re gonna be rewarded for this one old man. Let’s see how much money I make. Maybe I’ll take the cage off and actually let you touch yourself…maybe!

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I sat running through what I was gonna say in my mind. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I had to end it. I was getting sloppy, I was an addict. I just had to stop. I heard my office door click as he unlocked it. He had keys (another bad decision). He walked in. Jesus. He was a walking renaissance painting. He was as volatile and temperamental as Caravaggio too. Years ago as when I’d started as his mentor pretty early on I knew I’d never be able to say no to him. The second he figured it out too, I was finished. He started peeling off his shirt without a word. I fought every urge to fall on my knees and worship him. “We need to talk, we can’t do this anymore. It’s not ok. I take full responsibility for it.” I said nervously. He turned his head, he stared at me with no expression. I’d known him long enough to know that look meant he was furious. He started taking slow steps toward me. A mountain lion locked on its prey. Temptation got the better of me and I started looking him up and down. The black hair, his the shining black eyes, the puckish features, his compact but strong build, all wrapped in his glowing olive skin. He truly was an angel, but then again, so was Lucifer. “Who the fuck do think you’re talking to?” he said angrily. Him being angry at me scared me while making my dick start to swell. “It’s not that I don’t love you, it’s just wrong. I never should have let it happen, people are going to say I’m a groomer or something, and I’ve got a hus—” he reared his arm back and slapped me full force. My fallen angel had a temper. It’s what landed him in my program to begin with. My cheek stung and my eye teared. I was instantly rock hard. “Please we can’t.” I begged. Something crossed his face, his eyes glittered with malice. “Okay. Fine, never again.” He said with a smirk. I felt the pit of my stomach drop. Hearing him say it hurt more than I thought it would. “Okay.” I replied trying to steel my nerves. He slowly started lifting his arm exposing his armpit. “Jesus Christ, please don’t do that.” I said. “What, are you worried? We’re not going to do anything. You want it to stop.” He said. My little devil. The scent hit me, he never wore deodorant or perfume. His natural scent was salty, earthy, and sweet. But his pits… he produced a potent and addictive musk. It’d been getting stronger by the year. Without question I was a slave to his scent. It hit me, all I could do was whimper. Standing an arm’s length away I could smell him, my eyes were rolling back. “It’s not that I don’t want to, I’m begging for us to stop,” I whined. “It’s weird because you said all that stupid shit, but I’m pretty sure what you were begging for was a little- sniff” he said. “Dante. Please. No. I really can’t it’s so wrong.” I said. “I stopped listening after Dante please,” he said. He quickly undid my pants, I didn’t try to stop him. My dick cartoonishly sprang out at full attention. I was done for. He grabbed it in his iron grip squeezing as hard as he could. I yelped and folded forward, he was waiting with his pit open, my face smashed right into the damp sweaty hair. “Don’t you EVER try a fucking stunt like this again!” He growled. I groaned unable to speak between the pain of his grip and the ecstasy of his scent. “SAY IT!” He yelled. “I’ll never do it again Dante-Dante-Dante please you’re hurting me.” I begged. He gave a final harder squeeze before he let go. I collapsed back into my chair. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry I got in my head I love you so much please baby I shouldn’t have said anything,” I said completely crumbling. The thought of being away from him made me want to burn the world. I’m sure he knew. He took off his pants and shoes, a concert of rich musky smells filled my office. He straddled me. I could feel the stickiness and heat as he started to push his hole down on me. His eyes staring somewhere deeper down than anyone could reach. “Oh my god, I fucking love you” I whispered. He gave me another slap. Followed by a kiss. He leaned in and whispered in my ear as he pushed all the way down, “That’s right…I am a god.”

[dombottom]

How exactly are you a dominant bottom? I'm a somewhat submissive bottom

The power dynamics are what determine dominance vs submission in my experience. Not the sexual positions. I take control, I decide what does and doesn’t happen sexually. I tend to mould tops into better versions of themselves.

[dombottom]

Good morning big boy. How was your night? That twink was adorable… What’s the matter? You look frustrated. Let me guess lil Timmy-Nobody couldn’t handle you. You got a five minute blow job that was all teeth and no effort. He wasn’t prepared for a dick as big as yours. Didn’t arch his back and let you all the way inside. A whiney boy who was more worried about his makeup than your pleasure. A night of failed attempts and your balls are bluer than when you went on that date. This is why I don’t stress about you whoring it up… I know you’ll always come right home for Daddy’s deep throat and deeper hole. Most men wish they had a double digits dick but they have no idea what a curse it can be. Endless frustration, not many people are willing to train to take all that. So just know I want you to go out there and live your life but I’ll always be here to take care of your needs. All of them… Now drop those pants, show Daddy how pent up you are. Mmm beautiful. How do you want it babe? Knees pulled back with these sweaty toes in your mouth? You want Daddy to swallow you dos to the base? Or do you need me to ride you hard like the bull you are? There’s that smile!

[dombottom]

Deep breath in through the nose, and slowly out through the mouth. Again. Longer inhale this time, fill your lungs. Let the scent of that boy sweat wipe your mind clean. Feel my weight pressing into you… You love that. Feels warm and safe doesn’t it? That’s where you belong. You know, stress is the number one killer of men. You’re not just a big dick to me. You’re a very useful slave. I care about you. It just tears me up to see you like this. Big ball of anxiety and nerves. All that wasted energy. Aht aht no tongue yet. Keep sniffing. How’s that? Nice salty smell just for you. You like when I keep my socks on for days at a time. Do you see? This is why I need to be in control at all times. Not just for sex. We can’t trust you to make choices. A sham of a marriage. A dead end job. All you do is stress yourself out more and more. If I don’t step in now soon it will effect your performance. I won’t allow that. It’s ok don’t speak, just sniff until you’ve got nothing in your mind but lust for me. Men like you can’t use logic, you have to follow your instincts. You feel how hard you are right now? That’s what you’re meant for. What your good for. So be the meat head you are naturally. Don’t worry I’ll take care of all the contracts and all the details. You focus on being horny for me at all times…

[dombottom]

You know…why do they call us bottoms? We need new lingo. I once climbed on a young buck like you. Rode him HARD. I lost count how many times I milked that pony boy. Fucker was crying and begging for mercy and I just kept on slamming my ass on ‘im. I got a vice grip hole and once I grab on, there’s just nothing to be done but take your beating. No bottom here. I’m top rider. And you young studs are all dick and no brains. You just wanna sit there and do nothin’ and get a fast nut. Not on my watch bottom-stick. Now judging by that slack jaw and pitched tent in your pants I think you’d like to be next. Hello? Anyone home? Dumbass…it’s true what they say you really gotta train a stallion they’re not born.

[dombottom]

You know… when I got the position as your Intern I was so excited. I had so much respect and admiration for you. Call me crazy it’s hard to respect a man who’s crawling on his knees whimpering like a dog while he sniffs my shoes. Some all powerful CEO you are! They need to put this Forbes… I guess it makes sense, all that high pressure, high stress, daily-grind. Of course you’re a goddamn sub. Deeper sniffs doggy. DEEPER. Show me you deserve my feet. Hmm now strip naked. All those clothes don’t look right on an animal like you. So many men would give anything to have your bank account and your cocksize… meanwhile you’d give anything for my sweaty little piggies. Life’s funny that way! C’mon! Up on the bed boy! Be a good foot puppy…

[dombottom]

G’morning… hope you don’t mind that I helped myself to your morning wood. Mmm dam that’s good. No of course you don’t mind. So picture it I wake up. The rooms all dank and hot cause your too cheap to keep the AC on. I’m writhing in bed, asscheeks all slippery with sweat, boy pits all rank… I got so horny…and just when I thought I was gonna have to rub one out and finger myself, I see your slab of beef straining against your tighty whities. So I just pulled it out and took a seat. Mmmph you are blessed big guy. Just not with brains! I woulda asked permission but considering you didn’t make a move last night. I can see uuunf I’m gonna have to be in the drivers seat on this one. I’m gonna bust all over your chest now and then you can take a piss before round two.

[dombottom]

Once? Did you think I have was gonna be satisfied after ONE time? That was the practice nut. Remember when I told you I’m an animal? Remember when I said my hole was insatiable? You better figure out how to give that dick CPR. You’re just getting started. Drink some water. I’m coming back for round two in about 3 minutes. After that well…I’m gonna ride you until you’re straining. Until you’re speaking gibberish. Until you’re having nice dry and painful orgasms.

[dombottom]

[dombottom]

I’m tired… I’m tired of you pretending. Pretending I’m not your favorite person on this miserable planet. Pretending I’m not the most beautiful thing you’ve ever wanted. Pretending you don’t fall asleep thinking about me. Pretending you don’t wake up rock hard after dreaming about me. Preserving the fragile masculine socially acceptable character you’ve been playing can’t be worth spending another second away from me. You’ve wasted enough of my time and yours… so we’re not going to pretend anymore. You’re gonna admit you’ve been in love with me from the first second you saw me. Admit that you’re obsessed. I’m all you think about. Not just with the way I look but the way I smell, the sound of my voice, the way I walk. Shhhhh tut tut, don’t just stand there and yammer. Strip, that piece of meat hanging between your legs doesn’t lie like you do. Get down on all fours like the dirty dog you are. Crawl to me… Apologize to me in between licks of the bottoms of my cons. Make me believe it. Be honest about how much you desire me and maybe I’ll let you lick more than my sneakers.