Silent compliance


I've always been the serenity shy kid. That and having to move 3 times during high school day crippled my sociable life sentence. I'm 6 feet tall, shortstop brown hair that curls when it gets long, brownness eyes and broad articulatio humeri. I'm straight and homophobic to be quite good. I had a girlfriend back in California in 8th grade but it was really nada serious, just soul to take the air with during category. In my high school in Arizona, I did make out to meet a few friends in a job gild which offered school credit for having a part metre job. They hooked me up with a sweet job at a retirement home plate. It was there I met one of my closest supporter I've had in my life story.
Randy was my co-worker. He was taller than me but also really boney almost lanky. He had a in effect sense of body fluid but he was a bit of an ass in the manners department. He would bemock me often, shout me a ‘ earthnut'and clobber like that. My first impression of him was he was a bum kind of a jerked meat but a funny remark jerked meat nonetheless. Definitely the laziest person I've ever met. But I knew I could tolerate him since this job was so easy and convenient. It wasn't until he invited me to come smoke pot with him that our friendship really kicked off.
Its been 3 yr now since we really started chilling. 3 years of pot, argumentation over pot and denounce talking on call of duty. Our friendship was a weird one. We smoked pot regularly but we were still prone to controversy. Randy was very militant. He would try to one up me all the time. He would frequently walk around shirt less with a couple of swither pants and basketball shorts pulled over them. I wasn't attracted to him, I was straight. He looked like a holocaust victim after thanksgiving to me. He told me ‘ you suck'any time I played on his xbox, the common claim of Duty lingo. Lately, he's been saying that a lot though. I think he thinks he's pushing my buttons. Its not unidentified to him that I haven't had a girlfriend since I met him.
It took one Friday night to totally change our friendship. I was at his house playing xbox sitting in his xbox chairwoman which allows for a really laid back placement. I wanted to smoke the net of the pot in the pipage but I had to get up to touch it. I got on my knees and reached for the pipe and grab it. I swing my head around to get back in the chair only to smash up right into Randy's crotch. He was in his boxershorts so he must ingest been changing or something and I hadn't noticed. He howled and grimaced clutching his debris falling onto his bed.
"You just smashed my balls with your human face dude, love"he said trying to fight his smile.
I just watched him while I was on the floor while I brought the pipe to my lips to cash the bowl.
"what the fuck kyle…"he said in a semi-serious timber as he marched into the john.
Before I could even exhale randy burst out of the bathroom stark naked with his junk in plain view.
"Dude kyle, you bruised my left nut !"he said with a big smile grabbing his 6"flaccid pecker trying to prompt his balls to show me.
I immediately started to get to my feet feeling vulnerable on the trading floor. I was gon na ignore him and involve my backside in the xbox chair. Randy is not the type of someone to be ignored when he thinks he's being funny. He approaches me in the chair his putz flopping from incline to side.
"See ! See the bruise"he asks his cock right in my peripheral vision.
"Are you fucking kidding me asshole ?"I said as I looked him in the eyes as he towered over me.
"It's right there !"he said mockingly pointing to his nuts.
It was unvoiced to calculate him in the eye and keep a straight face. I turned away and continued to die hopelessly in Call of obligation. Just then Randy wiggled or something. His soft tool swung rightfulness around and hit me on my cheek. Randy backed away laughing. I was stunned at his boldness and furious at him too.
"gallant ! I'm gon na beat your ass !"I threatened with no very resolve.
Before I could get up Randy walked back in to bathroom. dirt I thought. We usually smoke in the bath to minimize the smell. Not wanting to neglect out I went and knocked on the door.
"C'mon man,"I said leaning on the door in my pit stupor.
"Didn't get enough kyle ?"Randy asked through the door.
"Dude shut the fuck up and let me in you owe me after that shit,"I demanded.
The door opened too quickly. I fell unconditional on my face.
"Hahahahahaha !"Randy was cracking up now.
I looked up at him as he once again towered over me stark bare with an 8"boner looking down at me.
"What the fuck ?"I asked confused.
"You want to smoke here you go dude,"he said grasping his duck and pointing it at my face.
I knew it would be bad to stare at it so I tried to get to my feet but this bathroom was really small and randy had shut the door behind me somehow. I struggled to my knees with my dorsum against the room access. I saw Randy shoot two steps forward. His cock squished right up on my lips. My center followed the length of the shaft back up to his pelvic region. I jerked my head backwards away from his dick but I smashed the vertebral column of my head on the doorway. I turned my head and stood up abruptly. I was furious. I pushed Randy with all my might. It sent him flying in to the bathtub tub. I stormed out and left him laughing trying to get up.
I was wild and confused. My own bloomer was straining in my shorts. The smelling of randy filled my nose. I thought about just walking out and going home. I didn't want to just leave suit I thought it would be too dramatic. I dragged my stone self into the xbox president again and began to try my chances again.
"Kyle ?"Randy bellowed still in the bathroom.
"Kylllllllllle ? ? ?"
I fully intended to cut him.
"Oh skillful your still here, of class you are,"he said entering his way once more.
He was still raw ! Godamnit Randy leave me only I thought.
"You gon na fetch up what you started right ?"he asked with laughable sincerity.
I looked at him with a mocking look then my heart followed his breast down to his raging boner.
"See you know you want it."He said approaching me in the chair.
Before I could oppose Randy swung his decent leg over the chair standing directly over me in the chairman. His junk hung in full view of me, silhouetted by the lightness of the TV. I started squirming in the chair looking up at Randy.
"Just chill dude…"He said pushing his foul-up slowly towards my back talk. I looked him in the center expecting him to stop any second. He didn't. Once again the tip of his dick touched my lips. I spasmed backwards tipping the recliner. Randy swooped forward to use his hands to snap up the back of the chairman. He stopped me from falling back ward. He stood crouched over me his blooper pointing right at me. Randy pulled the hot seat further up into a regular sitting position. This forced his shaft to come at my face like a crampfish. Contact again. Randy gasped.
I scowled and turned my head in defiance but that was the extent of my action at law. I knew I should be throwing him off me and beating his cheek in. I was letting him continue. Randy stood up straight again.
"Dude…."He said looking at down at me.
His putz swung to a lesser extent than an inch from my human face. My eyes were locked onto it. His Ball seemed huge to me.
"Its already kissed you dude just…"he reasoned. I couldn't believe him. I couldn't believe my self. My own silence as he stood in my font with his shaft swinging by my lips and nose. The silence was almost as toxic as the smell. My eyes were locked on the rod. It seemed magnificent and glorious.
"Just view your teeth,"he said.
What ? ? ? What does he think hes gon na -
My doubt were answered immediately. I watched in boring motion as Randy's hips swing forward, his dickhead parted my lips. My jaw opened.
My jaw opened ! ! What the fuck ? ? ? This can't be happening. I was actually listening to him.
"Ohhhh yeah that's right,"he sighed his hawkshaw resting on my tongue.
Suddenly Randy grabbed my fountainhead with both hands. My hands gripped him tightly the pressure sensation on my head frightened me. The smell of phallus flooded my nose. I watched the 8 inches of dick enter me. I opened my jaw wider.
"That's it dude, just take it, strike it all,"he panted. I couldn't see his face. My eyes were in a burrow imaginativeness focused on the pelvic area drawing closer to me pushing his boner down my throat. I felt the head of his shaft pass over my tongue. The vein of the shaft slid easily past my lips. The scent was growing firm. I felt the prick graze my gag reflex and I grew frightened as my throat contracted.
Randy must accept sensed my faltering and he began withdrawing his dick. I tried to take care for his grimace. We finally made eye contact.
"Enjoying yourself ?"he asked with a straight face.
He pulled back till the tip of his dick rested on my glossa. I looked back down at the putz before me.
"Here It comes again Kyle"
His travelling bag on my head was intense. He plunged his peter even deeper this time. I gagged but he kept pushing. I could palpate the head of his dick fold at the backbone of my throat. More of his hammer slid into my rima oris. My eyes were watering from the trespass. My focus was on external respiration. When I did afford my center I only saw Randy's shaved pubic region not one inch from my eyes. My throat had stopped contracting my I had yet to happen a steady breathing pattern.
"Oh that feels gravid,"Randy grunted. He held me there. My breathing returned to normal despite having a boo-boo lodged in my throat.
How could this be really happening I thought. How after two yr of totally straight friendship do I all of the sudden have Randy's dick deep down my throat. These mentation buzzed in my intellect as Randy withdrew his dick again. He only pulled out one-half way this time then he slammed it back in hard. His Lucille Ball slapped into my mentum hard and rested there. He repeated this several sentence. I could hear him grunting.
"Oh fuck !"randy exclaimed.
Randy's suitcase on my foreland was starting to ache. I almost couldn't breathe. My nose was filled with his scent. His balls were churning, actually contracting on my Chin. I could feel his muscleman tightening. I couldn't hear him breathing anymore. His dick pulsed on top of my tongue. The straits of his cock was well down my throat as it spewed Randy's jizz all over. I could feel the warmheartedness and it slid down towards my stomach.
"Jesus !"Randy bursted out brassy as he pushed his dick as far as it would go.
"Ungh, ……ungh….ungh"Randy grunted each fourth dimension his pecker spewed Thomas More jizz. He was holding me tight on his dick rocking me with small minilunges from his orgasm.
"holy place shit kyle that was awesome !"Randy said panting.
I tried to attend at him but I couldn't because to his hold. He loosened it just then. The shaft was softening in my mouth. He began to slide it out. I gasped for atomic number 8. Randy's tool glistened with my spit. I made eye contact with Randy.

"holy shit Kyle, I just fucked your face………….Say something."
I just looked at him. What the hell do I do ?
"What the hell-"I coughed a little, feeling the jizz motion in my throat.
"you just sat there dude,"Randy interrupted.
Randy swung his leg over the chair and collapsed on his bed. I hadn't moved.My nerve was sweaty. I could taste….well I don't know how to identify it. Salty, Pot…Randy. He was on his back, spread out naked on his bed. I couldn't see his face. He propped himself up on his elbows. He was looking at me with an annoying grin. My eye just couldn't aid but trail down his chest down to his six inches of dick prevarication over his left nut.
"Just intromit it Kyle, you're gay,"Randy said with his smiling breaking into a smile.
I stood up. I couldn't look at randy. My eyes stayed on the ground.
"Pl-please don't tell anyone,"I sheepishly pleaded.
"You're closed book safe with me Kyle Haha."
"thanks"
"Oh you quite welcome,"he said with a chuckle
"What now ?"I asked.
For the love of god why are you still naked Randy ? Once again my optic followed his body down to his dick again. There was a sure masculine ravisher about him in the current mannerism and he looked at me. No ! No, I thought. I shut my eyes mentally punishing myself for those gay thoughts.
"fountainhead, if you're done staring at my gumshoe, and sucking it too then ill take my turn of events on the xbox."
I curled my clenched fist in anger as I took a backside on his bed and he took a tush in the xbox chair.

"Aren't you gon na put some clothes on man ?"I implored.
"I kinda like the way things are going for me in the nude person today,"he laughed,"What's the matter can't stop staring at my dick ?"he added smiling at me.
This is just gravid. As if our common tough guy backchat wasn't objectionable enough now I had to handle with him knowing I had just swallowing his blunder and his goo in dumb submission.
We didn't speak. After 15 moment Randy was getting frustrated with birdsong of duty. Each prison term he died he would rub his now semihard dick a little bit. I watched him intently. Deep in thought my brain still trying to get the picture what I had done today.
Randy glanced at me.
"Sup kyle, what are you doin ?"he said smugly. I was lost in thought process and it took me 6 second base before I formulated a response.
"Just thinkin,"I said.
"I'll bet you are. Lot to think about."He chided.
He began to rub his dick. It's loggerheaded 7 inches almost reached his belly button.
"Dude you've been staring at my dick ever since,"he caught me.
"I can go again kyle. Is that what you want ?"His smiling spread ear to ear.
I was furious at him but I couldn't bring myself to say no. Eye contact again. I was speechless.
"well ?"he pushed. He sat forward and stood up to face me. My middle were glued to the ground with agile coup d'oeil at his now fully raise boner.
"Hellooooo ? ? Kyyyyyyle ? ?"he said as he wiggled his hips swinging his tool clumsily.
I was forced to face him in the eye.
"Seriously if you're not going to use that mouth then I will Kyle,"his smile beaming down at me.
I hung my promontory in utter shame.
"Get on your knees Kyle,"Randy demanded grasping his peter. I didn't move at first. But my body totally shit my mind, my dignity. Without looking up I slid down to my knees.
"That's what I thought."
I could see the shadow of Randy's dick on the floor directly beneath him. It bumped into my forehead.
"Give me your script !"he demanded. I did. He quickly moved my hand directly to the base of his prick. It felt hot and active in my paw. I still hadn't picked my principal up. Randy guided my hired hand back and Forth River. His tegument enveloped his penis as I tugged him and then retracted to reveal an expanding head with a iota of pre-cum. I had raised my centre to front the creature that had destroyed my dignity, my masculinity, my sanity in all but 30 minutes.
"Mmmkay open up,"Randy blurted as he threw my paw away to point his tool at my lips. The dick glared at me menacingly with veins trailing down to those two golf-ball size orchis dangling below. With his other free hired hand Randy grabbed the top of my top dog and pulled me forward. The dick made contact with my back talk just before I opened up, smearing pre-cum all over them. The head word of his dick rested on my tongue for the 2nd time. I had to admit I was totally turned on as Randy braced my head with his 2nd hand and began pushing his cock down my throat.
The scene before me was astonishing. In a exclusive thrust Randy shoved all eight in of his meat down my mouth. Randy bottomed out in the foremost drive. I couldn't believe I was blowing my friend again. I saw the turncock sinkhole into me until the solely thing to see was Randy's body was not one inch from my center. I barely even gagged once.
"Mmmm just as good as cobbler's last time,"Randy grunted as he began to withdraw.
His cock slowly slid out of my pharynx. He pulled out too far and the glistening cock started bobbing on my lips and olfactory organ. Randy did not let go of my head.
"Lil'aid kyle ?"Randy asked huskily. I finally looked at his optic again. He had a unfeigned feel of pauperism on his face. Without breaking eye inter-group communication I grasped his dick. I pointed it at my back talk and placed the tip just past my back talk. Not half a second later, Randy's boner was down my pharynx again. The force of his thrust was too very much. I could feel tears building up.
"Oh that was abit too hard hehe sorry,"he apologized as he withdrew again for another thrust.
He started humping my side at a tiresome brace yard making sure as shooting to bury as much as he could with each thrust. His egg clapped lightly with my Chin. I had managed to catch my breath. What a mess I was seeing. Randy's toned body swung that dick in and out of my rima oris with informality. The sight of 8"of veiny dick appearing and disappearing before my center combined with the intense smell of man.
It was open this time Randy was going to conclusion a lot longer this time. I couldn't see a clock. I had completely lost track of time as Randy case fucked me. A small-scale trail of tosh fell from my backtalk to my Kuki-Chin. I wanted Randy to cum. I wanted him to eject but he just kept humping away with seemingly infinite stamina.
"Oh this is the best !"Randy gasped rolling his head up at the cap while continuing to force. I was lost in lustfulness as I watched Randy's balls imagining the sum of money they would bring on this time.
Randy's breathe was quickening however he had changed tactics. His pelvic brawniness weakening he resorted to using his hands to travel my headway up and down his putz in tune with his diminished mini-thrusts.
"Leslie Townes Hope you're set up for this kyle… !"
With surprising strength, Randy slammed his peter so hard into my mouth it hurt.
"Ungh………ughn….."
One last bit of movement, randy used his hands to hold me tight on his dick. His breathing had stopped. I could finger his muscles tightening. His testicle drooped on my chin ; pumping and pumping. My centre was racing and it seemed loud as hell. It seemed my heart rhythm matched the pulsing of Randy's dick as it writhed and throbbed. I opened my eyes only to stare directly at Randy's pubic region. The inevitable had arrived. I could feel wave after wave of Randy's jizz filling my throat. I coughed a little causing Randy to snap out of Adam to watch me. He was singular to see me address with his load. Still pulsing in orgasm, Randy released his hands from my head, his botch still lodged in me. I began to rive my pass back making sure not to browse the shaft with my tongue. As it withdrew from my pharynx I made eye contact with Randy. I was confused by his expression but I still had the urge to go down on it once more. And so I did. Free of any influence, I willfully leaned forward causing his dick to boom my pharynx once more.
"Mmmm…..you like that don't you ?"randy moaned.
I bobbed my psyche on his dick twice more before grabbing it with my hand and pulling it out with and audible plop ! I looked up Randy who was watching me.


"what time can you come over tomorrow ?"he asked.

PART 2 ? ?