Somehow, I'm now his bitch!

In public and with our other friends he treats me normally. I used to be a normal guy until we met. But when were alone It's a different story! It started When he got me shit -faced on, weed and booze and coke and more booze and coke and some different booze too. I got too fucked up to travel home so he offered to let me sleep on the couch. The night was over. He told me to wait and he would get me a blanket then went in the bathroom and I heard the shower. The lights were out, the t v off and the stereo low but I was wide awake. Cocaine will do that to you. The shower stopped and I heard my buddy rustling around in the bathroom for a few minutes. The lights blinded me as he opened the door but he quickly turned them off. As my eyes readjusted to the dark he had time to step out into the living room to stand directly over me where I lay on the couch. He was naked and his cock was completely hard, sticking up, no hands! Be quiet, he said. Sit up. Open your mouth. What!?! No! I went to stand but he put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me back into my seat. He grabbed his cock with the other. I tried to object but he cut me off. Don't say anything, just give me a blowjob. He reminded me that I owed him for the night of getting wasted. (And many other times.) It was almost totally dark in the room and no one would ever know. He sure wasn't going to tell! Come on, buddy! Please...? I guess that's what did it for me. He didn't often say please or thank you, he just did things. Roght then I was very stoned and drunk and my inhibitions were low. I gave in. I just sort of shook my head, laughed at how absurd the idea was and shrugged...whatever. I leaned forward, opened my mouth and let him stick his cock right in! Thanks buddy, he said as I began to suck. Wow! A please and a thank you! I felt that he appreciated it at least. There was some embarassed giggling and snide comments from each of us. Fag, he said jokingly. I looked up. You're the one with your cock in another guy's mouth, homo. We laughed at how crazy the whole thing was. But by then I was committed to sucking his cock. It was too late to go back so I decided to keep going! He was right in that I owed him a lot and no one was ever going to find out because both of us were involved. In that state of mind if I decided I was gonna do it I was gonna go all the way. I knew he had a big dick. I had never seen it but in my mouth, it was bigger than expected. But I did my best to suck him off. I slurped and bobbed my wet lips up-and-down trying to get his cock-head down my throat like a porn star! Like I said, in that state of mind I was committed, determined now to make him cum in my mouth. I'm the kind of guy that likes to do a good job at anything. At this point I wanted to make him cum just for the satisfaction of knowing that I could do a good job sucking cock properly. Right then he said, I want to cum in your mouth. I just shrugged as if it were nothing and mumbled something around his cock. Go ahead. Whatever. But inside I was thinking you're in luck, buddy! I was already planning to swallow your cumshots! Ha ha! The blowjob only took 10 minutes or so but it felt like I had his cock in my mouth for an hour. He looked down at me as he blew his nuts in my mouth and let out quiet "wow" when he saw me swallowing his cum. Awesome, he said. This is awesome. I just shrugged again. Whatever. I thought it was awesome too but I couldn't let him know that. I kept sucking for a couple of minutes until he started to lose his hardon. The blow job was over. I got another thank you! The first thing I said as he withdrew his cock from my lips was, don't tell anyone. Never. He wouldn't tell about the other things he had planned for me either. Once he had gotten me to suck his cock, he took charge over me. We slept naked together that night. At one point he got up and went to the dresser drawer. He tossed me some panties! Put these on. The weirdest had already progressed to the point where wearing panties was nothing. I laid face-down next to him and he rubbed his hand over my lace-covered cheeks with one hand and stroked his cock with the other. That only lasted a few minutes before he instructed me to suck his cock for the second time that night. Whatever. There was no going back now. I sucked him off and I liked it! He knew that when I swallowed his second load. He asked me if I liked it and I admitted that I did. Wearing panties and sucking cock was exciting! I just accepted it. Yes, it was fun! From that point on he has owned me. He has provided me with everything needed to satisfy his fantasies. Sexy lingerie, lace hose, skirts, bras and panties... and a dildo! And another, bigger dildo! And a third, even bigger dildo! All this happened in a short period of time. He just sort of forced it on me. But for some reason, I did everything he asked. I wore the sexy clothes and sucked his cock daily while practicing with the dildos for the day that he would eventually fuck me in the ass. I can't figure out why I let him do this to me. But as I said, he treats me normally in public. Respectfully. No one has any idea of the sick things we do in private! They think we're just best friends, a couple of buds that hang out alot. What's secretly? I am his personal cockeating cumswallowing sissyboy cock slave! Somehow he has made me his bitch.

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