Free Fifty Shades of Gay Spice (Fifty Shades of Spice Erotica) by Ramsay Sweetman Page B

were repulsive or edible. My mind was in a spin. His right hand was pulling the hair on the back of my head painfully. It was the first time I had seen another guy’s cock erect and I was shocked by how long and thick it was. He pulled the foreskin back and the purple tip was shaped like a big mushroom. Farrah was fully developed and I was like a rabbit stunned by the headlights of an oncoming truck. He pulled my head towards him; part of me wanted to protest and struggle but the other part of me wanted it in my mouth. I didn’t think that I was gay but the urge to suck that hard cock was irresistible.
    “Suck it or I’ll make your life here a misery, Sweetman,” he warned me as his cock reached my lips. Instinctively I pulled back and kept my lips tightly closed together. I could see the sticky trace of precum on the head. I was horrified and yet hypnotised as he pushed it against my mouth. “Suck it!”
    I’m not sure if it was fear or desire that made me open my lips but I did. I didn’t have a lot of choice but having Farrah’s cock in my mouth felt amazing from the first moment and he must have thought all his birthdays had come at once as I sucked greedily on it. His eyes bulged with pleasure and surprise. He smiled and nodded, running his fingers through my hair as my eager nibbling and inexperienced licking pleasured his cock. It was leaking cum already but it didn’t put me off. Pleasing him was more important. I wasn’t sure why I was so desperate to make him feel good but it was all that bothered me at the time.
    “That’s nice, Sweetman,” he groaned. “I hope you like it because you’re going to be sucking me every day.” I couldn’t help but smile as I gobbled on the end of it gently, scared to take too much of it in to my mouth in case I choked. His eyes widened in surprise and pleasure as I licked and sucked his purple head. The more he moaned, the harder I sucked it. I wanted to take it deeper but didn’t want to make a fool of myself by gagging. I could taste the oily secretion coming from his slit and the taste drove me crazy. I pulled away which made him gasp in disappointment but his disappointment turned into delight when I stuck my tongue into the sticky pink eye. I couldn’t believe how much cum there was. Gooey strands stretched from his cock to my chin. Being innocent, I thought he had already cum.
    “Have you cum?”
    “No,” he gasped, “don’t stop it’s just precum.”
    “Am I doing it right?” I really wanted to please him. I wanted him to like me but there was something else there too. I was infatuated with him but I hadn’t really known it.
    “Shut up and suck!”
    I watched his eyes roll towards the ceiling as I licked the sticky cum from his bell, sliding the swollen head past my teeth and sucking the juice from it, I tried to get it all into my mouth without gagging. As I pulled back a few inches, he pushed me onto it, pumping his hips gently, as his cock slid in and out of my mouth. I soon got to grips with rocking my head as he thrust forward, taking the shaft as deep as I could before pushing his hips back just before I gagged. I was enjoying making him moan and the urge to wank myself was overwhelming but I wanted him to have all my attention. One of my hands was cradling his balls while the other encircled the base of his shaft, squeezing each time he pushed his cock into my mouth. I wanted to try and suck his balls to see what it felt like but he held me tightly onto his shaft. I fondled them gently as he entered my mouth rhythmically over and over. The look on his face told me he was enjoying it. I was anxious what would happen when he climaxed but couldn’t wait to hear him moan as his spunk spurted all over my tongue. 
    “Oh, Sweetman, that’s amazing,” he whispered. He was beginning to get more urgent with each thrust and his praise just made me want to suck him even harder. Saliva and cum dribbled down my face, dripping off my chin onto my