I Sucked His Cock To Cheer Him Up

It’s sweet – so sweet that I don’t swallow it all, but instead let some of his seed linger in my mouth so I can savor the delicious nectar.
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Jim Carmody was on his way to a slaughter. His own. As he walked down the street to meet his master, he knew what was waiting for him when he entered the house at the end of Merritt Road, and for most people, even imagining what was going to happen would have sent them running in the opposite direction.
Jim Carmody was not most people, and as he made his way up the empty driveway his heart was already beating fast. There was no car in the driveway, because the couple that shared the house with their only son were not home, and they would not return until late that night, or early the next morning. Their son was old enough to take care of himself.
That fact would be proven shortly, and Jimmy Carmody knew that better than anyone. He would be walking back down this same driveway a few hours later, and would be moving with a lot less bounce in his step.
Jimmy’s body would be aching from head to toe, bruised and abused in every way after being dominated by a man whose physical attributes made the end result obviously from the start, but both the abused and the abuser would be completely satisfied with the result by evening’s end.
Perhaps both Jim Carmody and his friend and wrestling teammate, Kevin Tracey were destined to find each other, and once they realized that, they were using each other at every opportunity, and loving every minute of it.
We can only guess at what Kevin Tracey’s innermost feelings were regarding these meetings with Jimmy, although there was little question about how much he enjoyed...