
 I showed up, early, the next day. Bill showed up at about two thirty and got 
undressed and laid out in the hot afternoon sun. We engaged in a little “small 
talk” but for the most part, he was pretty quiet.  At about three fifteen, Bill 
got up and went into the water. After paddling around for about ten minutes, 
he got out and walked back to the blanket. He looked and me and said 
“ready?” Before I could say anything, he scooped up his blanket and headed 
for the same woods we had visited the day before. Bill spread his blanket on 
an area covered with soft pine needles. Then, he lay down on his back, 
spread his legs and motioned for me to get to work on his cock. I got on my 
knees between his legs and started sucking his cock. His cock was really soft 
and shriveled from the heat, but it did not take long for it to get rock hard. I 
could tell by his moaning and the bucking of his hips that he was getting 
turned on. Suddenly, he grabbed an ear with each hand and hooked one of 
his legs over each of my shoulders. I was in his complete control in this 
position. After I sucked his cock for about five minutes, he pulled my mouth 
off and directed it to his balls. I licked and sucked on his hairy sack. He 
seemed to really like this and he kept talking to me and telling me exactly 
what to do. Then, Bill pulled my mouth off his balls, rolled back on his hips 
and forced my mouth to his asshole. He could tell that I didn’t want to go 
there, but he had me firmly by the ears. Every time I tried to move away, he 
would groan “oh no, bitch” and force my mouth back onto his hole. I 
obediently licked around the hole for a while. Then, Bill grunted “Tongue it, 
suck boy”. I worked my tongue up his hole as far as I could. I could feel Bill 
bucking his hips to work my tongue in deeper. Over the next forty-five 
minutes, Bill moved me back and forth between his cock and asshole nine or 
ten times. Each time, he had me stop to worship his balls. My back hurt and 
my knees were aching. Then, Bill unhooked his legs from over my 
shoulders. He ordered me to stay where I was. He got up and stood behind 
me. He spit on his fingers, bent over, and rubbed them on my asshole. I 
suspected what was going to happen next, so I turned my head over my 
shoulder and used my mouth to get his cock as wet and slippery as possible. 
Bill then knelt behind me and slowly worked his cock into my ass. This was 
the “first time” for me and his cock hurt like hell going in. After he got it in 
and started fucking me, it hurt even more. He was holding me firmly by the 
hips so there was no pulling away. He used my ass just the way he wanted 
and that was just like a pussy. At times, he ordered me to move my ass and 
fuck him back. After what seemed like an hour, but was really about ten 
minutes, he shot his load.  The cum lubed things up inside of me and it hurt a 
lot less. After a minute or so, Bill pulled out. He looked very satisfied. He 
asked me if I enjoyed it and I said that I did. My ass hurt but it felt good to 
be totally dominated by such a stud of a man. We walked back to the beach, 
had a swim, and lay out in the late afternoon sun. I was exhausted and I 
dozed off for an hour or more. I awoke to Bill shaking me gently by the 
shoulder. The sun was dropping below the tree line and most of the people 
had already left for home. Bill looked at me and said “one for the road”. 
After my nap, I was eager to service his cock again. He grabbed his blanket 
and we headed for the woods again. I wondered if we were wearing a path to 
our “secret” spot. The area had been logged for the larger trees a few years 
earlier and there were large tree stumps scattered throughout the woods. Bill 
threw his blanket over a stump that was a convenient height, sat down, and 
spread his legs. He didn’t have to say a word. I knew what was expected. I 
dropped to my knees and got to work. I started by licking and gently sucking 
on his balls. I paid particular attention to the sensitive underside of his hairy 
sack. Then, I slid his hardening cock into my mouth and started working the 
underside of the head with my tongue while stroking his shaft and gently 
sucking. I felt Bill place a firm hand on each side of my head. He proceeded 
to set the rhythm and depth. His cock grew rock hard. I could taste his 
precum.  Apparently, this time, Bill was not interested in extended my cock 
worship.  After just a few minutes, I heard him say the now familiar “Here it 
comes, cocksucker” and he proceeded to shoot his first shot of cum into my 
mouth. Then he held my head still and fucked my mouth ten or fifteen 
strokes while he finished cumming. When I looked up, I could see a slightly 
sinister smile on his face. He didn’t have to say anything. I knew what was 
next. With his still moderately hard cock in my mouth and my head locked 
in the firm grip of his powerful hands, I proceeded to swallow his load. I 
could tell that he enjoyed watching me struggle getting it down. His load 
was surprising large considering how much cum he had pumped into me the 
last two days. It also seemed extra thick and sticky. Perhaps, this was 
because he was dehydrated from being in the hot summer sun so long. After 
a lot of slurping and a little gagging, I got most of it down. I knew the 
routine, and without an order from Bill, I got to work licking his cock and 
balls. I paid special attention to the area behind his hairy balls. When all the 
“juice”, cum and spit was cleaned up, Bill moved one hand to the back of 
my head and he put the other beneath my chin and lifted my head until I was 
looking him in the eyes.  I took the shaft of his half hard cock in my hand 
and slid the head into my mouth. I slowly pumped his cock a dozen or so 
times. I could taste the last drop or two of cum oozing into my mouth. I 
could see the satisfied look on Bill’s face. We returned to the beach, where 
he quickly got dressed. Before leaving, Bill said “see you Tuesday 
afternoon”. This day was Wednesday.  I was there, waiting, the next 
Tuesday afternoon. 



