A quick glance at the clock was difficult with the lady laying on his arm and his watch. He managed to extract his arm without waking her as the pound...ing continued. It was not even eight o’clock yet.“Alex, open the door.” Pound. Pound. Pound. He was wondering what he had done to invoke this particular level of pain and suffering. Nothing came immediately to his mind as he made his way to the bedroom door. The pounding on the door only served to highlight his current fatigue.“Alexander! Open. He asks me to do it quicker? I did and as I got quicker he then started to moan and get excited, all of a sudden he released a huge load of cum all over my hand and his cock. He then reaches over to the back seat and grabbed a box of tissues, we both cleaned up, He then sat back and asked me what I thought of wanking a guy off? I said it really turned me which it did, he then asked me to undo my pants so he could repay me, after I lowered my pants he reached over and took hold of my cock and. Once in the bedroom I have him lye on his back and remove his shorts, his cock is just a mere 4 or 5 inches, he's completely shaved and it is a wonderful sight. I lick up and down his shaft and hear him moaning and then I take all of his cock in my mouth and move my head up and down. Gosh what am I doing? Is this really happening. Me making love to a boy. From his cock I move down to his sexy feet, I lick the soles of his feet slowly which causes him to giggle and then I slowly suck on each toe. He fantasized about what it would be like to be the plaything of a strong, Black man who towered over his diminutive size. He didn't do as he was instructed of course. That would have been anti-climactic. He wasn't going to go through with it after everything he had written, he just wanted to get off on the idea of being a white fuck slut with no limits being tortured and used by a strong, Black Daddy. So he placated himself by pulling and stroking his tiny penis, imagining unspeakable,.