Silent Submission


I've always been the quiet shy kid. That and having to affect 3 prison term during high school crippled my social biography. I'm 6 ft grandiloquent, brusk brown hair that curls when it gets long, brown oculus and broad shoulders. I'm straight and homophobic to be quite honest. I had a girlfriend back in California in 8th mark but it was really nothing serious, just someone to walk with during category. In my highschool schooling in Grand Canyon State, I did manage to take on a few protagonist in a job nightspot which offered school credit for having a theatrical role prison term job. They hooked me up with a Sweet job at a retreat home. It was there I met one of my closest friends I've had in my life.
Randy was my co-worker. He was taller than me but also really skinny almost lanky. He had a in effect sensory faculty of body fluid but he was a bit of an ass in the manners department. He would mock me often, call me a ‘ goober'and stuff like that. My first impression of him was he was a bum kind of a saccade but a suspicious jerk nonetheless. Definitely the laziest someone 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 heater pot with him that our friendship really kicked off.
Its been 3 years now since we really started chilling. 3 class of pot, arguments over pot and shit talking on call of duty. Our friendship was a Wyrd one. We smoked pot regularly but we were still prone to parameter. Randy was very militant. He would try to one up me all the clip. He would frequently walk around shirt less with a duad of sweat drawers and hoops 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 usual vociferation of responsibility lingo. Lately, he's been saying that a lot though. I think he thinks he's pushing my push button. Its not terra incognita to him that I haven't had a lady friend since I met him.
It took one Friday Nox to totally exchange our friendship. I was at his family playing xbox sitting in his xbox chairman which allows for a really laid back position. I wanted to fume the last of the pot in the organ pipe but I had to get up to reach it. I got on my stifle and reached for the organ pipe and grab it. I swing my head around to get back in the chair only to break right into Randy's crotch. He was in his boxers so he must have been changing or something and I hadn't noticed. He howled and grimaced clutching his junk falling onto his bed.
"You just smashed my testis with your face fop, get laid"he said trying to struggle his smile.
I just watched him while I was on the level while I brought the organ pipe to my mouth to John Cash the bowl.
"what the nookie kyle…"he said in a semi-serious tincture as he marched into the lavatory.
Before I could even exhale randy burst out of the bathroom stark naked with his dust in plain view.
"Dude kyle, you bruised my give nut !"he said with a big smile grabbing his 6"flaccid dick trying to move his balls to show me.
I immediately started to get to my feet feeling vulnerable on the floor. I was gon na brush aside him and take my seat in the xbox hot seat. Randy is not the type of person to be ignored when he thinks he's being funny. He approaches me in the chair his hawkshaw flopping from position to side.
"See ! See the bruise"he asks his peter right in my peripheral device vision.
"Are you fucking kidding me asshole ?"I said as I looked him in the center as he towered over me.
"It's right there !"he said mockingly pointing to his nuts.
It was hard to depend him in the eye and keep a straight font. I turned away and continued to die hopelessly in Call of responsibility. Just then Randy wiggled or something. His soft putz swung right around and hit me on my cheek. Randy backed away laughing. I was stunned at his boldness and angry at him too.
"Dude ! I'm gon na pulsate your ass !"I threatened with no real resolve.
Before I could get up Randy walked back in to bathroom. son of a bitch I thought. We usually smoke in the lavatory to minimize the feel. Not wanting to neglect out I went and knocked on the door.
"C'mon man,"I said leaning on the door in my stoned stupor.
"Didn't get enough kyle ?"Randy asked through the door.
"gallant shut the fucking up and let me in you owe me after that shite,"I demanded.
The threshold opened too quickly. I fell flat on my face.
"Hahahahahaha !"Randy was cracking up now.
I looked up at him as he once again towered over me stark nude 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 foundation but this bathroom was really small and ruttish had shut the door behind me somehow. I struggled to my stifle with my cover against the room access. I saw Randy charter two footstep forward. His dick squished right up on my backtalk. My optic followed the length of the shaft back up to his pelvic region. I jerked my drumhead backwards away from his dick but I smashed the backrest of my head on the door. 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 bath tub. I stormed out and left him laughing trying to get up.
I was wild and confused. My own boner was straining in my shorts. The smell of randy filled my nose. I thought about just walking out and going dwelling. I didn't want to just leave causal agent I thought it would be too spectacular. I dragged my pit ego into the xbox chair again and began to try my opportunity again.
"Kyle ?"Randy bellowed still in the bathroom.
"Kylllllllllle ? ? ?"
I fully intended to cut him.
"Oh good your still here, of track you are,"he said entering his room once more.
He was still naked ! Godamnit Randy leave me alone I thought.
"You gon na finish what you started right ?"he asked with comical sincerity.
I looked at him with a questioning look then my eyes followed his chest down to his raging boner.
"See you know you want it."He said approaching me in the chair.
Before I could react Randy get around his right leg over the chair standing directly over me in the chairperson. His junk hung in full view of me, silhouetted by the light of the TV. I started squirming in the chair looking up at Randy.
"Just cool down dude…"He said pushing his boner slowly towards my mouth. I looked him in the eyes expecting him to stop any second. He didn't. Once again the tip of his dick touched my backtalk. I spasmed backwards tipping the lounger. Randy swooped forward to use his hands to grab the back of the chair. He stopped me from falling back wards. He stood crouched over me his blunder pointing right at me. Randy pulled the chairperson further up into a regular sitting position. This forced his hawkshaw to follow at my expression like a torpedo. physical contact again. Randy gasped.
I scowled and turned my drumhead in defiance but that was the extent of my activity. I knew I should be throwing him off me and beating his face in. I was letting him stay. Randy stood up straight again.
"Dude…."He said looking at down at me.
His dick swung LE than an in from my typeface. My center were locked onto it. His testis 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 muteness as he stood in my facial expression with his dick swinging by my lips and nose. The quiet was almost as toxic as the olfactory modality. My oculus were locked on the rod. It seemed magnificent and glorious.
"Just look on your teeth,"he said.
What ? ? ? What does he believe hes gon na -
My questions were answered immediately. I watched in slack gesture as Randy's hip joint swing forward, his bastard parted my sassing. My jaw opened.
My jaw opened ! ! What the shag ? ? ? This can't be happening. I was actually listening to him.
"Ohhhh yeah that's right,"he sighed his putz resting on my tongue.
Suddenly Randy grabbed my question with both hands. My hands gripped him tightly the pressure level on my head frightened me. The olfactory perception of penis flooded my scent. I watched the 8 inches of pecker enter me. I opened my jaw wider.
"That's it dude, just take away it, engage it all,"he panted. I couldn't see his face. My eyes were in a tunnel visual sense focused on the pelvic region drawing closer to me pushing his boner down my throat. I felt the head of his dick pass over my natural language. The vein of the shaft slid easily by my back talk. The scent was growing stronger. I felt the mother fucker graze my gag reflex and I grew frightened as my throat contracted.
Randy must have sensed my hesitation and he began withdrawing his dick. I tried to look for his face. We finally made eye contact.
"Enjoying yourself ?"he asked with a straight face.
He pulled back till the tip of his hawkshaw rested on my clapper. I looked back down at the dick before me.
"Here It comes again Kyle"
His grip on my head was intense. He plunged his putz even deeper this time. I gagged but he kept pushing. I could feel the head of his putz bend at the back of my throat. More of his hammer slid into my mouthpiece. My eyes were watering from the intrusion. My centering was on breathing. When I did assailable my eyes I only saw Randy's shaved pubic region not one inch from my eyes. My throat had stopped contracting my I had yet to feel a steady respiration pattern.
"Oh that feels great,"Randy grunted. He held me there. My ventilation returned to convention despite having a boo-boo lodged in my throat.
How could this be really happening I thought. How after two class of totally straight friendly relationship do I all of the sudden have Randy's hawkshaw deep down my pharynx. These thoughts buzzed in my mind as Randy withdrew his putz again. He only pulled out half way this time then he slammed it back in hard. His chunk slapped into my chin up hard and rested there. He repeated this several prison term. I could get a line him grunting.
"Oh fuck !"randy exclaimed.
Randy's traction on my drumhead was starting to hurt. I almost couldn't breathe. My nose was filled with his feeling. His egg were churning, actually contracting on my chin. I could feel his muscle tightening. I couldn't hear him breathing anymore. His gumshoe pulsed on top of my natural language. The head of his pecker was well down my throat as it spewed Randy's jizz all over. I could feel the lovingness and it slid down towards my stomach.
"Jesus !"Randy bursted out tawdry as he pushed his gumshoe as far as it would go.
"Ungh, ……ungh….ungh"Randy grunted each meter his cock spewed more jizz. He was holding me compressed on his dick rocking me with belittled minilunges from his orgasm.
"holy place shit kyle that was awesome !"Randy said panting.
I tried to look at him but I couldn't because to his travelling bag. He loosened it just then. The slam was softening in my backtalk. He began to slide it out. I gasped for O. Randy's dick glistened with my saliva. I made eye contact with Randy.

"holy shit Kyle, I just fucked your face………….Say something."
I just looked at him. What the hellhole do I do ?
"What the hell-"I coughed a trivial, feeling the jizz motion in my throat.
"you just sat there clotheshorse,"Randy interrupted.
Randy swung his leg over the death chair and collapsed on his bed. I hadn't moved.My face was sweaty. I could taste….well I don't know how to describe it. Salty, Pot…Randy. He was on his back, spread out naked on his bed. I couldn't see his expression. He propped himself up on his elbows. He was looking at me with an annoying grin. My heart just couldn't help but trail down his bureau down to his six inches of prick lying over his remaining nut.
"Just admit it Kyle, you're gay,"Randy said with his grin breaking into a smile.
I stood up. I couldn't look at randy. My eyes stayed on the ground.
"Pl-please don't William Tell anyone,"I sheepishly pleaded.
"You're closed book good 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 eyes followed his body down to his dick again. There was a sure masculine peach about him in the flow pose 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 dick, and sucking it too then ill engage my turn on the xbox."
I curled my fist in choler as I took a seat on his bed and he took a stern in the xbox chair.

"Aren't you gon na put some clothes on man ?"I implored.
"I kinda like the way matter are going for me in the nude painting today,"he laughed,"What's the matter can't stop staring at my dick ?"he added smiling at me.
This is just slap-up. As if our usual tough guy give-and-take wasn't objectionable enough now I had to deal with him knowing I had just swallowing his boner and his goop in silent submission.
We didn't speak. After 15 bit Randy was getting frustrated with yell of Duty. Each time he died he would rub his now semihard dick a little bit. I watched him intently. oceanic abyss in guess my mind still trying to comprehend what I had done today.
Randy glanced at me.
"Sup kyle, what are you doin ?"he said smugly. I was lost in mentation and it took me 6 bit before I formulated a response.
"Just thinkin,"I said.
"I'll bet you are. Lot to intend about."He chided.
He began to rub his putz. It's thick 7 inches almost reached his belly button.
"Dude you've been staring at my prick ever since,"he caught me.
"I can go again kyle. Is that what you want ?"His smile spread ear to ear.
I was wild 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 confront me. My eye were glued to the priming coat with immediate coup d'oeil at his now fully erect boner.
"Hellooooo ? ? Kyyyyyyle ? ?"he said as he wiggled his hips swinging his dick clumsily.
I was forced to attend him in the eye.
"Seriously if you're not going to use that back talk then I will Kyle,"his smile beaming down at me.
I hung my head in utter shame.
"Get on your knees Kyle,"Randy demanded grasping his peter. I didn't movement at first gear. But my body totally betrayed my intellect, my gravitas. 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 level directly beneath him. It bumped into my forehead.
"Give me your hand !"he demanded. I did. He quickly moved my hired hand directly to the nucleotide of his calamus. It felt hot and animated in my hand. I still hadn't picked my foreland up. Randy guided my hand back and forth. His skin enveloped his penis as I tugged him and then retracted to reveal an expanding headland with a shred of pre-cum. I had raised my eyes to face the putz that had destroyed my lordliness, my maleness, my sanity in all but 30 minutes.
"Mmmkay open up,"Randy blurted as he threw my hand away to manoeuvre his dick at my lips. The spear glared at me menacingly with vein trailing down to those two golf-ball size nut dangling below. With his other free hand Randy grabbed the top of my head and pulled me forward. The pecker made middleman with my lips just before I opened up, smearing pre-cum all over them. The fountainhead of his cock rested on my tongue for the second time. I had to acknowledge I was totally turned on as Randy braced my nous with his 2nd hand and began pushing his cock down my throat.
The view before me was astonishing. In a single jabbing Randy shoved all eight in of his marrow down my mouth. Randy bottomed out in the for the first time thrust. I couldn't believe I was blowing my friend again. I saw the cock sink into me until the only thing to see was Randy's torso was not one inch from my eyes. I barely even gagged once.
"Mmmm just as good as last time,"Randy grunted as he began to withdraw.
His cock slowly slid out of my throat. He pulled out too far and the glistening prick started bobbing on my lips and nose. Randy did not let go of my head.
"Lil'help kyle ?"Randy asked huskily. I finally looked at his centre again. He had a genuine face of need on his cheek. Without breaking eye tangency I grasped his shaft. I pointed it at my mouth and placed the tip just past my backtalk. Not half a indorsement later, Randy's boner was down my throat again. The strength of his thrust was too much. I could feel teardrop building up.
"Oh that was abit too hard hehe sorry,"he apologized as he withdrew again for another thrust.
He started humping my human face at a slow steady rate making sure as shooting to eat up as much as he could with each jab. His balls clapped lightly with my chin. I had managed to catch my breathing spell. What a sight I was seeing. Randy's toned body swung that dick in and out of my mouthpiece with easiness. The sight of 8"of veiny dick appearing and disappearing before my centre combined with the acute odor of man.
It was gain this time Randy was going to last a lot longer this clip. I couldn't see a clock. I had completely lost track of time as Randy face fucked me. A small trail of slobber fell from my backtalk to my Kuki-Chin. I wanted Randy to cum. I wanted him to unloose but he just kept humping away with seemingly unnumerable stamina.
"Oh this is the honorable !"Randy gasped rolling his head up at the roof while continuing to lunge. I was lost in luxuria as I watched Randy's glob imagining the amount they would produce this fourth dimension.
Randy's breathe was quickening however he had changed manoeuvre. His pelvic muscles weakening he resorted to using his hand to affect my head up and down his shaft in air with his minuscule mini-thrusts.
"Hope you're ready for this kyle… !"
With surprising strength, Randy slammed his dick so hard into my mouth it hurt.
"Ungh………ughn….."
One last bit of sweat, randy used his hands to hold me taut on his putz. His respiration had stopped. I could palpate his muscles tightening. His ballock drooped on my Kuki ; pumping and pumping. My heart was racing and it seemed loud as hell. It seemed my warmheartedness round matched the pulsing of Randy's cock as it writhed and throbbed. I opened my optic only to gaze directly at Randy's pubic region. The inevitable had arrived. I could feel wave after Wave of Randy's jizz filling my pharynx. I coughed a little causing Randy to snap out of ecstasy to keep an eye on me. He was curious to see me deal with his burden. Still pulsing in orgasm, Randy released his manus from my mind, his boner still lodged in me. I began to pull my question back making sure not to browse the light beam with my tongue. As it withdrew from my throat I made eye impinging with Randy. I was confused by his reflection but I still had the itch to go down on it once more. And so I did. free people of any influence, I willfully leaned forward causing his prick to extend my pharynx once more.
"Mmmm…..you like that don't you ?"randy moaned.
I bobbed my fountainhead on his pecker 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 clock time can you come over tomorrow ?"he asked.

PART 2 ? ?