A Changed Man - Chapter 21

It was Hank that moaned in pleasure this time, and his cock wasn’t even back in Tom’s now very willing mouth yet. He had done it. Oh there were still other acts to come and making the arrangement permanent, but Tom was effectively his sexual submissive now. Tom was not only willing to suck him off, but wanted to, and whenever Hank wanted. And Hank thought he would probably want it pretty often. Hank could hear that Maria fully agreed with this new arrangement and he was glad that she was enjoying the show so much.

Hank caressed Tom’s hair for a moment, looking down to his eager eyes and he slowly pushed his cock back into Tom’s open mouth. Tom immediately moaned, feeling the hardness slide in again and though there was a corner of his mind screaming in protest about this, not to mention the arrangement, he only felt the strong desire to do it, to feel Hank’s tangible pleasure, to know that he had pleased him. That macho suppressed corner of his brain begged him to not swallow another man’s cum, that is was wrong, it would make him gay, it would taste awful, and that he should remember who and what he was. But in this moment, he ruthlessly suppressed that little voice, because he wanted it badly. He couldn’t orgasm himself, but Hank could. And Tom very much wanted him to. Tom closed his eyes as Hank’s cock went in deeply again and just as he started to gag, Hank pulled back and then back in again. Starting that slow thrusting motion he had promised.

Tom moaned again and opened his eyes to look up at Hank, eager, letting him know he was happy to do it with the look in his eyes.

Hank couldn’t believe that look from Tom already. It was almost a look of worship, if he had to place any single word descriptor on it. Looking up at Hank so obviously accepting of his cock and showing his willingness and desire for Hank to cum. Hank moaned at that and in time with Tom’s moan. His grip on Tom’s head got a little tighter and he started to thrust a little faster and a little deeper, watching Tom carefully for signs of distress or that he wanted Hank to slow or stop.

But there were none. Tom gagged more as he went deeper but if anything, the look of desire to please seemed to increase. He didn’t struggle and at times seemed to even try to move his head onto Hank’s cock quicker as he thrust in. Such a good boy.

WIth this willingness and with how long Hank had desired this and how patient he had forced himself to be, it wasn’t going to take long. His grip on Tom’s head got tighter still and Tom moaned in response as Hank increased his pace. He was now full on fucking Tom’s face, though not violently and not going in as far as he could if he really forced it. But it was certainly enough to get all the stimulation he needed. Through it all, Tom’s look never turned negative or uncertain.

Yes, the orgasm built quickly, and there was no need to give Tom a warning. The look in his eyes showed that he knew and that he wanted it. It even surprised him how much he wanted it.

Hank’s moans got louder and more frequent and Maria watched on in almost ecstasy herself as she was working towards another orgasm. She wanted to time it with Hank’s and see his large cock actually pumping Tom’s mouth full of his seed for the first time. She could tell that it would be soon based on the pace of the thrusting and the incredibly hot sounds both of them were making. Finally, Hank cried out and thrust about half way in, holding Tom’s head tightly and still, then she could actually see it pulsing in orgasm, flooding Tom’s waiting mouth. She could see the look of shock, surprise, and desire in Tom’s eyes as that hot viscous semen started to fill his mouth. Maria squealed in another orgasm.

Hank was blissful as he had one of the best orgasms from oral that he had ever had. How much he wanted Tom combined with it being Tom’s first time, and his eagerness, made it feel pretty special. And this was going to be the first of many that he would receive from Tom’s mouth.

Tom had known it was coming based on Hank’s pace and his incredibly arousing moans. When Hank held his head still and thrust only half way in, Tom felt his large cock swell in his mouth. He knew it was coming and yet was not completely prepared for what it would be like. The first spurt hit the roof of his mouth and the second quickly followed flowing over his tongue. It was so hot, and not just in an arousing way. The temperature of it surprised him. Hot and thick and the next surprise, as Hank kept spurting, was how much there was? Tom awkwardly and almost defensively swallowed. And just like that, a part of him knew that he would be changed forever. There was no turning back from this. Even if he never did it again, he would always live with the knowledge that he had sucked and swallowed another man’s cum. And had been eager for it. He still was. The taste was a little bitter, but it wasn’t awful.

Tom moaned loudly, feeling Hank’s pleasure and happy that he could be the cause of it. He didn’t pull away, even when Hank’s grip loosened and had to swallow several more times. Even then, he licked around Hank’s cock, eagerly trying to get every drop.

Hank finally pulled out and said softly, “Such a good boy. You did so well and that felt absolutely wonderful. Are you ok?”

Tom nodded immediately and said, “Yes Hank. I…I was and am happy to do it. Thank you. If I can’t cum, making you cum somehow helps. I don’t really understand it.”

Hank bent down impulsively and kissed Tom gently on the lips. It wasn’t fleeting, but he didn’t linger. Kissing was an intimate thing, but he couldn’t resist it in that moment, though he didn’t want to freak Tom out. “Thank you Tom,” he said and got back up. “Do you want back in the cage now, or stay free for a while longer?”

The kiss had taken Tom completely by surprise and he felt very confused by it. It felt….nice. And that immediately made him start to wonder who he was. He hadn’t resisted and the kiss was done before he had even had much time to get used to it. What did it mean? Was he gay and he just hadn’t known it?  It would take thinking about, or not. Did any of it really matter? All he wanted was to make Hank happy.

“It’s up to you Hank. I am content either way as long as it makes you happy,” Tom said simply.

“Well then, let’s leave your cock free for a while while we relax before bed. And Tom, you do make me happy and I trust that you will continue to do so…” Hank said, caressing Tom’s face before putting his cock away and going to sit with Maria on the couch once again…