Black Sonata's Playtime

[Black Sonata]

Black Sonata's Playtime(Closed)

From a night filled sky fell drops of translucent liquid, which soaked the body of Black Sonata who’d just exited his limo. Luckily the ebony trench coat hanging loosely from his lithe from, shielded him from the trickles of water that fell from the sky. So, he thought anyway as his lithe frame scurried from the limo to the front porch of the mansion. “Finally, I can get out of this accursed rain” Came the words from betwixt the supple lips of the man who wanted to get out of his soaked attire. Though he knew that soon he would be free of the rain as each step brought him closer to the door. Though in those fleeting moments it took to reach the manor it seemed more like a sanctuary and rightly so as it was the nearest escape for him.

“At last, some shelter”

His words while as sweet as ever seemed somewhat annoyed obviously a bi-product of the relentless beating of the rain. Though for now such things mattered not as he’d reached his abode. Before, he could even reach the door a figure garbed in the trappings of a chauffer or one of similar stature. Slid a key into the keyhole of the wooden door; opening it with ease before holding it open for Sonata. Not even a thank you or simple nod was given to the elderly servant. Rude, perhaps, but Black Sonata was the type who lived for him and cared not for the feelings of others.

“White Requiem, to me”

These were the final words to fall from betwixt his lips before Black Sonata entered the lush manor. Not once, however, did he turn back to see if his sex slave follow him inside. After all, there was no need to for White Requiem was his good little boy and would do whatever his master wished of him. Today, he had something in mind for his little boy, something that involved a little S&M to be blunt. Though this would have to wait until Black Sonata could remove his soaked clothes.

 

[White Requiem]

Following my master...

The white male followed after his master whom had exited the limousine. Knowing that of course he didn’t wish to fall behind his master. Small soft frame making its way out of the limo. He was indeed a beauty... Standing at a ful height of 5'8' with beautiful soft blue eyes. They had such a gentle yet so very alluring look to them. The black eye liner on his lashes making them seem thicker and longer only added to the look.

His eyes watching the sauntering off form of his master. Stepping forward, he quickly began to follow after him. Body moving elegantly, seeming to sway a bit with each step. Long white hair cascading down his body from his head running into the coat, he wore. The dark blue coat covering his entire body, hanging down his legs to protect him from the rain. His body was so small... Though obviously male he looked very soft and feminine.

Curves moving along gracefully as he stepped through the entrance. Silently bowing to his master a bit while he moved in. A bit of water dripping off of hi form. Though what had gotten into his hair had already gotten in his hair making it slightly damp. He would follow his master for he was to be a good little boy after all...

The eighteen-year-old male closing his eyes then opening them while stepping to the side near his master to see what was ordered of him. A soft smile playing across his beautiful features while he stood there looking at Black Sonata.

 

[Black Sonata]

Come to me my little slave

There stood he who was known as Black Sonata tall, yet frail and womanly. Similar to the delicate features of White Requiem who obediently followed in tow, or as Black Sonata called him his little boy. An affectionate title given to him by his master and creator Black Sonata, a creature that himself was, but a construct of a mankind. How Black Sonata loved to refer to himself as a tribute to humanities desire for godhood. Even as White Requiem, stood before him all he could think of was how wonderful the human race had been. If not for them he would not be here with his little boy, his little slave.

“Oh, my beautiful little baby boy, how I’ve wanted to ravage your delicious frame all day. I can no longer wait, but I’m sure you have also been waiting for our bodies to intertwine once more, yes?”

Short, Sweet, and to the point were the words that exited from betwixt the slightly parted lips of Vermillion. Before, his soaked form traversed the well-polished wooden floorboards of his abode as he swaggered to White Requiem. The gentlemen licking his lips with each step he took as his little slave boy waited for it’s next set of commands. The jacket soaked by rain no longer upon the man’s lithe visage as it was now on the spot where he once stood. Leaving behind a white vest embodied by roses and a rather lengthy black dress that left much to the imagination. An odd combination of clothing by societies views, but he cared not what they thought for he had money and power.

These thoughts, however, were secondary for now all that mattered was feeding his sexual appetite. Starting with his thin dark chocolate arms, which coiled about the frame of White Requiem. Followed by a tongue coated in saliva that perused his slender neck, almost as if to violate the boy. All very sexually stimulating for Black Sonata, but he wanted more and he would have it. By unbuttoning the boy’s shorts allowing them to fall from his slender waist.

"How do you feel my little baby boy?"

 

[White Requiem]

He watched his master gently, White Requiem seemingly as tame as ever. Quit a surprise how he could be... But truly he was however his master wished. An obedient little slave. A lover yet at the same time a toy for his master Black Sonata. At least whenever Black Sonata wished of this of course. The softest of a smile playing across his pretty features.

Shifting his weight a bit he was quiet as he stood there looking at the other. The younger male making sure to keep his head bowed at least a bit. Hearing the words spoken they made him smile the slightest bit to himself.

Other then this he did little though for the moment. Head nodding gently in response. He looked up more at his master. Lips parting to speak very softly femininely like words almost, almost.

"Yes, of course master. I’ve been desiring nothing but your body all day."

These words were true too as he gazed over the beautiful form of his master. Dark chocolate like skin being nothing short of a perfect beauty to the young boy. Eyes looking at the well covered form of his master in his own interesting taste which Requiem came to love.

Sliding the wet coat, he wore off. He set it aside, body full and ready for the other. The arms which coiled around him sent a chill down his spine. Neck tilting a bit a soft purr then almost moan of sorts came from his lips. Body shivering then relaxing while his master slowly undid his shorts then dropped them.

Feeling the slightest of a blush come to his face he gave his master a most alluring smile while pressing to him. Lips parting as he spoke so seductively.

"I feel like I want you to take me and break me like your good little toy master. I love being such a good boy for you."

Each word purred out softly, truthfully, like the good boy he was. The slave that would do anything for his beloved beautiful master.

 

[4degrees]

Curtis

The rain was coming down hard on me as I made my way from the car to the large doorway at the front of my friend's home. My thick hair was drenched and dripping, and as I rang the bell I regretted not having an umbrella. I hated the thought of me dripping onto his floor.

The door opened quickly, and as the elderly butler came into my view, so did the towel he had draped over his arm. He recognised me at once and ushered me inside, holding the towel out. I took it from him, thanking him for his thoughtfulness, and dried my head as best I could. He then took the wet towel from me and spoke, saying, "I do not know if Black Sonata remembered your appointment with him. Please wait here while I inform him of your arrival."

"Of course", I said. Before the butler walked away he motioned to the lounge right off the entryway and told me to make myself comfortable there as I waited. I nodded, and stepped over to the half dozen barstools that sat in front of a dark mahogany bar, fully stocked including bartender.

The bartender had a very good memory, because as soon as I sat myself down, he asked, "Will it be Chivas on ice tonight, Mr. Curtis?"

I nodded and hid my surprise. Black Sonata could most assuredly afford the best help, and would not have it any other way. Despite the fact that it had been several months since I'd visited my friend in his home, the bartender was on the ball and knew just what I wanted.

I sat with my drink, awaiting the butler's return. I gazed at the elaborate carvings on the wooden bar, and at the artwork that adorned the walls. The ceilings were quite high, twelve foot I'd estimate, and I was reminded of the grandness of my friend's home. Black Sonata was practically royalty..and yet was aquainted with the likes of me!

 

[Black Sonata]

Before the arrival of the gentleman, Sonata perused the slender frame of White letting no contour of the males body go unchecked. How he longed to taste the boyish males supple body to caress his soft flesh, however, his fun would be put on hold for the moment. The arrival of a guest long forgotten by desires of the flesh; a sigh escaped his lips as that forgotten memory railroaded it’s way back into his mind. How he wanted not to suffer through a boring meeting while his penis hardened every time he laid eyes upon White.

He would’ve rather undressed his little slave and had his way with him, but such was the way of his life. Pleasure was always the second-runner up in his life; however, he’d learned to work through such minor disappointments. After all, he wouldn’t have his little slave and this lavish life if he hadn’t followed such a busy lifestyle.

“I must do what I must he said”

Sonata said before zipping his little boy’s shorts up with an air of disappointment that grew thicker with each passing second. However, he tried his best to not show his frustration, which was the basic’s of any situation or so he thought anyway.


(OOC: My PC has a virus, which was deleting a lot of my documents including my orgional post so I had to write something up. White, my AIM and Browser are down at the moment so I may not be online for awhile, my freind is letting me use his PC so I can post though.. >_< Grahh, I'm going to miss you, White)

 

[White Requiem]

Yes master

Requiem shivered at the touch of his master. The slightest chills being sent up then down his spine. He could feel the hands work over every soft contour of his body. Eventually working further down as his skin was felt up. He loved the way his master touched him. Something he oh so much desired and craved from the other male. So much he just wished for his master to use his obedient slave however he wished.

Being the good boy he was Requiem knew to love any and all of it. That was his job as a good sex pet and slave. Truly he did know his place as well as understand it. Nothing making him happier then to be pleasing his master. Gently a soft pink tongue ran over his lips a little bit. The feminine like body moving slightly while his long beautiful hair cascaded down his back. Movement stopping a bit when his master ceased his moment then spoke. Remembering that his master had a friend visiting soon he only nodded.

The softest of a little almost disappointed whimper escaping his soft feminine lips. He leaned forward, licking the other male’s cheek so very softly, and then nodding. Quickly pulling back then looking down a bit as he did something without being told. Though he was disappointed at his master having to stop... Quickly he let the feeling slide though. Knowing he should just wait to see what he was told.

“Yes master. Please forgive me for that.”

With this, he bowed down on his knees a little more in front of the other male while staying there.

A few moments later White Requiem could be seen silently moving down the hall. Feet carrying him along seemingly noiselessly. He swung a small a beautiful blue leather leash around in his right hand. A tight blue choke collar could be seen around his neck. Spikes around it as well adding to his look. While on his wrists and legs down around, his calves were blue metal rings. More to add to his slave like look.

Around his waist he was wearing a very cute short blue skirt. It actually went with his clothing along with his many feminine curves. Sonata having made him wear the attire. Maybe for fun, Requiem was guessing maybe slightly out of punishment for acting out of turn, either way he wasn’t sure.

Slowing near the door he saw Black Sonata’s friend at the bar getting a drink. Currently admiring the room in a slow manner. Pausing, he motioned with his hand for the bartender to leave. The slender frame of his body moving as his skirt clad hips swayed a bit. Moving closer to Curtis in a silent cat like manner. Sliding onto the barstool next to him he, then moved a hand to brush over the other males shoulder. Chain still held in his right hand cutely.

“Mr. Curtis?” His lips moved, voice purred out in a very gentle manner. “I’m White Requiem. My master sent me to attend to you while he takes care of a few things then comes to see you himself.”

 

[4degrees]

I had known my friend, Black Sonata to be quite...shall we say..extravagant in some respects, but when his little slave-boy, dressed in blue, collard and leashed floated up next to me, I was taken by surprise. Pleasent surprise, mind you. The Bartender exited without a word, leaving me and this sweet looking boy alone at the bar. He held onto his own leash obediently, and wore decorative and delicate looking wrist and leg irons. His long white hair flowed down his back gracefully, and as he sat next to me I noticed the very short skirt he wore, completing this look. As he sat I couldn't help attempting to get a glimpse of what he wore, or didn't wear under that skirt..

He made light conversation and excused his Master's presence for the moment, but assured me he'd be with me shortly. As the attractive slave spoke softly to me of various topics, I couldn't ignore the fact that as I watched him speak, my cock was beginning to grow in my slacks. At that point, I only halfway heard what the sweet-looking boy was saying, but more thinking of what sort of things Black Sonata used him for. I think then the boy noticed how I was looking at him, and a rosy blush came over his cheeks.

"Forgive me if I'm looking like a hungry wolf, White Requiem..I have obviously forgotten my manners."

I hoped my words were enough to put him at ease, until his Master arrived to greet me.

 

[White Requiem]

Legs shifting a bit, Requiem moved them, and crossed them lightly one over the other as he sat down. In doing so giving off a brief glimpse of what little bare creamy thighs on his body were still hidden. Along with whatever else there may be... As there was a noticeable lack of color mostly in between his legs.

He was wearing something under the skirt, just a small article of clothing that was very revealing. As he continued to talk to the other male the lightest of a smile was on his lips. The entire time he couldn’t help but notice how Curtis was looking at him. It kind of reminded him of how his master would look at him. Not nearly as intense of course.

Shifting a bit, he moved his legs, and shifted one leg over to the other. Again revealing more soft while resting his hand on a soft thigh. Head turning a bit his hair could be seen falling all the way down his back. A chuckle coming from his lips as his cheek become a slight cute tint of red. Watching the other male Requiem wondered on what to do.

Soft blue iris’ still watched the other male while he continued to sit there. Long white hair running down his back only to end at his butt while he shifted his weight a bit. Figuring he might risk punishment by doing or not doing anything. So finally he moved a hand down near the other males thigh letting his fingers brush over it then stop. After all he didn’t want to do to much without this friend of his master permission.

“There’s no need to apologize sir. I apologize if I’ve gotten you a bit mmm... aroused... I was sent to attend to you and could help if you’d like...”

 

[4degrees]

Oh, really.. I raised my eyebrows as the attractive effeminate slave revealed this information. I smile at him and say, "Why, that is so kind, and so kind of your Master for granting me such a lovely opporitunity."

But I was a bit concerned. Black Sonota and I were friends, true. But I was unsure of using his slave for my pleasure, what was acceptable and what was off limits. But then I realized that I'm sure the slave himself would know. Not used to letting another man lead, I try to sound reasonable normal when I say, "You've most assuredly sparked my intrest, sweet slave. You lead the way, to a more suitable location, and I'd be most pleased to enjoy your talents."

 

[White Requiem]

Smiling at the other, he moved a bit in his seat. Lightly switching one leg over the other again as his soft smooth thighs rubbed up against one another. Requiems’ skin looked to be very fair. Which it actually as he bruised rather easily or his skin got red from less pressure then one would expect. A soft smile playing across his lips while he watched the other male. Hands still resting on his leg then moving more so into his own lap for the moment.

Wriggling a little in the seat, he breathed out lightly. Hearing his word’s Requiem only moved his head in a slight nod. Body turning a bit as he slide down off of the seat then stood up. Sitting there had made his skirt ride up a bit as his hand moved down.

He smoothed the cute blue skirt at the front a bit though left how it was at the bare showing off more of his bare flesh on his thighs along with some of the smooth rounded beautiful skin of his rear. Which he had nothing on besides a light blue thong. Lightly he licked his lips as he handed his leash to the other male.

“Mmm... Follow me please then sir.”

The words came out of his lips in a soft gentle manner. A smile formed across his lips while he stepped back then turned and began to walk forward. Making sure his pace wasn’t too quickly while he continued to lead the other male along. His hair would brush up against his rear as they walked. Also kind of covering it up while he moved to a large flight of stairs. Heading up the stairs he let his hand run over the rather well crafted ebony colored stair rail.

Feet taking him to the top of the stairs before he turned making his way down the hall. Finally he slowed, coming to a stop near a door, and then leading Curtis inside. Having led Curtis to one of the guest rooms in the home. Stepping he turned smiling while closing the door gently. Eyes watching the other he then turned and let them travel to the large bed nearby which he gently began walking toward. Hips swaying just the slightest bit along with the rest of his body seemingly.

 

[4degrees]

I was led by the slender white form up the stairway and to the door of one of the many rooms. He opened the door and gave me a polite nod, as if to proceed into the room. A guest bedroom obviously, we both entered and, still letting the other male take the lead, followed him to the large bed where he seated himself.

I stood close to the pale form dressed in blue, facing him, and begun to loosen my tie and unbutton my shirt. He did not speak, but just smiled slightly as he watched me slowly disrobe. My member was now quite hard, and strained against my fly, wanting freedom.

After removing my shirt I began unbuckling my belt, and opening my fly. White Requiem said nothing, and made no moves to undress as of yet. Only continuing to wear that shy smile and watch me. I pushed my pants down past my hips and let them fall to the floor, showing the sweet feminine man the huge growth pushing to get past the fabric of my boxers. I was now smiling as well, and said to him, "Why don't you get out of those clothes now, dear?"

 

[White Requiem]

Licking his lips, the small gentle frame of Requiem leaned back a bit. Hands lightly resting on the bed while he sat there watching the other. The cutest of a soft little smile on his lips. His soft blue gently eyes watched Curtis. Waiting, while the other male took his tie and shirt off. Quickly working at getting his pants off as well.

Shifting a bit where he sat his hair moved a bit along with the movement of his body. One hand moving up to rest softly in his lap. He only continued to smile while hearing the others words. Gently sliding back a bit while he pushed up on his knees slightly.

“Mmm... of course sir.”

He said nodding lightly while pushing up onto his feet now standing up on the bed. Taking a hold of his shirt he then slide it up over his head. Soft garment moving up as it revealed much more of the smooth skin which was hidden underneath. His stomach was felt, well curved and soft, much like the rest of his body. Skin very lightly in color as he dropped the shirt aside.

Slowly, he then bent over and took a hold of his skirt. Sliding it back down along his legs as the soft curves of his rear were revealed along with the rest of his smooth creamy thighs. Sliding the skirt down his legs before he set it aside then stood up. Now in nothing but his small blue thong which had the noticeable imprint of his own member pressing against it.

 

[4degrees]

Smiling as the thin figure disrobes, I admire his beauty and softness. He appears much too fragile a man for me to treat in the common manner in which I'd treat other sexual partner. But I knew how deceiving looks could be..

As he seated himself back onto the bed, his tiny blue thong still hugging his basket, I sat next to him, very close.

"You are a man of few words, White Requiem. But I have the idea that your actions will speak much louder." I reached out and touched the fair slave's neck, and pulled his face to mine initiating a soft kiss. My lips touched his, and my mouth opened reflexively, wanting to comsume him. My tongue darted out and began to lick his silky lips, wanting to taste his tongue. His mouth opened to me in an obediant manner, and his tongue then met with mine and began to slither and intertwine as our kissing grew deeper.

I lay back onto the bed, and pulled his lithe white form on top of me, still not breaking the kiss. As he continued to follow my lead, and kept exploring my mouth with his probing tongue, I held his body tightly to mine and felt as our still-clothed shafts began to swell as the rubbed against one another. For just a moment, I broke the kiss and asked the slave, "I know you must have many talents..And I'd be most pleased if you'd begin to display them. And most pleased, if you'd also display to me your cock..."

 

[White Requiem]

He could only smile while sliding his clothing off. Feeling the eyes of the other male on him as well as seeing them. It sent the slightest of a shiver down Requiem’s back. Generally he of course wasn’t used to being around another in this way beside his master. But he couldn’t help but admit that it was at least the slightest bit exciting. A soft almost cute smile playing across his lips while he sat there. Hearing the other male he only nodded, lightly letting a soft chuckle, or maybe more like a giggle escape his lips.

Requiem did say little. A slave generally wasn’t expected to talk much. At least not most of the time. Feeling the others hand on the soft smooth pale flesh of his neck. Feeling the other turn him, he didn’t resist at all. Moving with the hand movements as he pressed more to the other male. Shivering a bit at the smooth feel of Curtis lips. He opened his mouth more like a well-trained slave. Breathing out gently as he felt the other kissing him more deeply. Licking at the tongue then playing with it as his lips sucked at it gently.

Feeling the other lie back he only smiled, gentle form curing a bit to lie down on top of him, still holding their heated kiss. Gently he nibbled on the male’s lip. Sucking it a bit before kissing him a bit more. A soft breath escaping his lips. It was easily to feel how rather aroused both of them were. Feeling the other male finally pull back from the kiss then speak Requiem blushed a little. Though a smile still played across his lips while he nodded gently.

“Of course sir.”

He said in a very soft alluring tone while sliding down a bit. Slowly he slide off of the male. Leaning over him so that Requiem’s body was half off of the bed giving the other male a good view of his lower body. The small lilith almost female form pressing his head to the other neck. Nuzzling the chin then nibbling on it as he began to lick at it softly. Moving up a bit he gently slide one of Curtis’ ear lobes into his mouth. Sucking it the slightest bit before tracing his tongue down along the sides of the others neck and along his shoulder.

Purring gently at the taste of the soft flesh under his mouth, he continued to move his head down. Requiems’ own hands resting on his smooth creamy chest as he pinched his own nipples causing him to groan slightly. Gently he engulfed Curtis’ right nipple in his mouth. Sucking it softly while his own hands slide down along his smooth soft white waist.

Moving his head he then nibbled on the other nipple. Feeling it harden before he moved his head down. Tongue sliding out as he slide it down the center of the other male’s chest then stomach. Finally stopping at the thin piece of clothing hiding his prize. Smiling lightly Requiem gently began to nuzzle in between his legs. Lips pressing to the soft material of the underwear before he took some of it into his mouth.

More precisely the area around where Curtis’ cock head was as he began to suck on the material softly. His own hands slide his tight blue thong down his smooth creamy legs. Shivering a bit while he kicked it aside letting his own erection free. It was cute and hairless like the rest of him save for his head. Smiling he sucked on the material harder, hands sliding up to rub around the other’s groin very gently in an almost teasing like manner. As his fingers moved with feather soft touches.

 

[4degrees]

Feeling his hot mouth tease at my cock through the fabric of my underwear was making my excitement grow, and making me feel more aggressive as well. Although I knew it was probably best to remain somewhat controlled, for this was another man's slave, White Requeum was driving me crazy with his slow teasing. And when his thong slid down his body and hit the floor, exposing a beautiful hairless package, I couldn't take any more teasing.

As he continued to nussle and suck me through the fabric, I reached down and pulled him back up to me by his hairless armpit. "You're driving me crazy, slave. Enough with the teasing now!" I shucked off my underwear hurriedly and moved over onto the middle of the large bed, making plenty of room for my playmate. I looked into his shy eyes and instruced him that I wanted to feel his mouth on the flesh of my stiff organ..and that I wanted to be tasting his as well.

I lay on my back with my erection sticking straight out, and told the slave to straddle my chest, with his face towards my groin. He did so, and in a second I found myself inches away from his smooth milky ass. His sac was not large, but hung low between his spead legs. I felt his hardness against my chest as I pulled him tightly to me, proceeding to let my tongue begin to explore his pink hole.

With my lips and tongue I kissed and sucked his tiny hole, until he was squirming in my arms. lightly grinding his ass into my hungry mouth. I broke away long enough to say, "Suck me, slave", and right away felt his hot mouth take my cock inside it, to his throat. I went back to work on his sweet ass, thrusting my tongue in and out of him, probing as deeply as was possible. With one hand I reached under him and felt the silky skin covering his erection, and I squeezed lightly, moving my hand back and forth along his member. I wanted to suck his cock into my mouth...very much so. But at the moment, I was so consumed with soul-kissing his fuckhole deeply.

I enjoyed his hot wet mouth wrapped around my manhood, moving up and down on me so expertly. Feeling as he went all the way down, my cockhead touching his throat and his nose buried in my pubic hair. His mouth was so silky slick, it felt like a tight vagina engulfing me. I couldn't help but to thrust upwards into his mouth as he sucked...

 

[White Requiem]

He continued to suck at the fabric hiding the others’ cock. Teeth teasingly nibbling on it, rubbing over it while he sucked more. Sucking softly as he knew the other male seemed to be enjoyed his attention. Nuzzling at the hidden backed he purred out. Feeling the other finally pick him up. Telling him to cease with the teasing. Blushing slightly, he gave Curtis an almost coy smile. Eyes watching him while the other male ordered him on what to do. Nodding obediently he waited while the other climbed back.

Lightly moving his tongue out Requiem could be seen tracing his tongue along his top lip then bottom lip in a slow sensual fashion while waiting. Climbing onto the other male, when told to he relaxed on him. Tight little pink hole nice and exposed while his hard cock hung in between his legs. Rubbing to Curtis’ chest, his small sac could be seen hanging down along with it. Not a spot of hair anywhere on him it seemed. At least not down there...

Leaning over a bit more, his hair could be seen spilling over his back, and around the other male’s body. Feeling his tight hole begin to be played with he groaned out a bit. Body shivering while he remained still. His hole tightening on instinct before he kept it nice and relaxed. Enjoying the attention, the other male gave him greatly. Doing as told when told to begin sucking Curtis cock. Feeling the cock in his mouth, he couldn’t help but groan out. The licking at his tight hole causing pleasure to course through his body.

Being such a good boy he was trained well in enjoying anal play. Moving his hips just a little he rubbed his own cock into the other male’s hand. In the meantime quickly getting to work like he was told to. Hands resting on his hips he kept the cock in his very tight mouth. The other males cock feeling like it barely fit inside of his warm orphic though Requiem had managed to get the entire organ into his mouth. Nose pressed into the others pubic hairs, he then began to move his head up and down.

Lips tightly wrapped around the thick cock shaft as his tongue ran up and down it. Sliding back up to the head he wiggled the tip in his mouth. Tongue running over the slit before he moaned roughly from the teasing to his anus causing him to moan vibrating the head. Still moaning, he slide his head back down, moving up and down the cock as he rocked his body just a little. Sliding back down he engulfed the entire cock. Gulping on it as the head along with part of the shaft, he swallowed hard. Lips sucking on the soft while his hands massaged the other’s pubic area. Tantalizing all of the nerve endings while a hand moved to roll his balls gently.

He continued to roll the other male’s balls in his hand. Hand rubbing around the shaft he continued to gulp on the cock. Moaning while it was thrusted up into his tight mouth.

 

[4degrees]

The slender white slave was driving me crazy as his tongue teased my stiff cock, taking me into his mouth momentarily only to release me again, licking and teasing. My hips involuntarily thrust upwards, rutting like an animal, wanting to feel the hot wetness of his mouth on me constantly. My tongue burrowed deeply into him, fucking his tiny asshole with my probing tongue, making him squirm atop me.

I took my mouth away from him for a moment and "Fuck...you're driving me crazy. Turn around and sit on my cock, obediant slave. Sit on me and let me fuck you...I must have release!"

I then thought about my friend, Black Sonata, who was the true Master of this servant. My lust had taken over and I was not thinking if I had any business whatsoever making such a demand upon this slave...