He was shaking. Actually shaking. He sat on the edge of my bed with his hands in his lap, and he would not look at me. He had been telling me for weeks that he was curious, that he thought about it all the time, that he could not stop fantasizing. But now that the moment was here, the nerves had him by the throat.
That is my favorite part, you know. Not the act itself. The moment before. When a man is terrified and desperate at the same time, and he needs a strong woman to make the decision for him. So I made it. I told him to get on his knees. I told him this was happening whether he was ready or not, because we both knew he wanted it. And he obeyed. They always obey.
My husband was watching from the doorway. He loves this. He gets harder watching me take control of another man than anything I do to him directly. I caught his eye over the shaking boy head between us, and I smiled, because we both knew what was about to happen and the boy on his knees had no idea how good it was going to feel once he stopped fighting it.
I was gentle at first. I guided him. I told him exactly what to do, slow and simple, and I praised him when he got it right. You should have seen his face when it clicked, when the fear melted off and turned into hunger. He stopped shaking. He started moaning. By the end he was begging me not to stop, begging me to let him finish what he started. I let him. I am generous like that.
Afterward he just sat there, dazed, and my husband came over and put a hand on his shoulder like a coach congratulating a player. Welcome to the other side, he said. And the boy laughed, this shaky relieved laugh, because a door had just opened in his life and he knew he was never closing it again. If this story made your heart race, read more about forced bi phone sex. And if you have been curious like he was, if you need a firm hand to guide you through your first time, find me on the live girls page and text the dispatcher. Tell them Ares, how many minutes, whether you are new. They will call you right back, and I will take it from there.
Signed, Ares