Jason is a regular at the Beer Pit. He is best described as the All American Jock. I have no doubt that he was the star quarter back and hero at his high school. I see him arm in arm with the head cheerleader at prom being crowned King. He looks like Chad Micheal Murry except his nose is smaller and his build and muscles are thicker.
It might seem to you that this story is about to be one like you might have read in the "First Time" section of other erotic story websites where the nerdy queer gets his chance at the hot straight jock, but I can assure you that this is not the case. The things Jason and I did would make that high school queer run for the hills.
I think the most surprising thing I discovered about Jason is that he is a power bottom. Jason ass was a firm bubble that begged to be fucked the moment it was freed from his jeans..But wait I'm getting ahead of myself. Jason came through one night for a pack of cigarette and a Pepsi as I returned with his change he grabbed my hand in a vice grip and pulled me closer to the car. After looking in his rear view mirror and finding he was the only car in the drive-thru he said "I hear you fuck people here" I was leery about answering I wondered if I was being set up. When I didn't answer Jason said "Don't worry your secrete is safe." "So what's it to you if I do?" I asked. He didn't answer right away just sat almost thoughtfully his grip on my hand loosened and it felt like he was just holding it the way a person might hold a lovers hand.
"I need fucked." Jason said matter of factly. "It's been way too long." he finished " I can't believe that a guy looking like you has trouble getting laid." I told him. "No I've had sex but all the guys I meet are too reserved they won't fuck me the way I need to be fucked the pussies." he said contempt dripping with every word. I'll give you a hundred dollars to fuck me any way I tell you," he said. Normally I don't have sex for money just a couple times and I didn't get much for it either time, but I thought "What the hell." "Fine, but if it gets too weird I reserve the right to stop it at any time." I told him. "Fine," he said with a big smile.
Jason started to explain to me what he was looking for, it came down to being dominated of sorts being ordered around and him answering "Yes, Sir" to every demand and he insisted that if he forgot to say it that I was to slap him hard across the face. I didn't think I could do it but I told myself that it was at his request and its what I had promised to do. So to my understanding I was to be a bully and make him do what I wanted. Once I had the basic understanding the game was on.
"Get that piece of shit car out of my drive-thru and then get your ass in here!" I barked at him and he grinned wildly and he enthusiastically said "Yes, Sir." I was glad he had remembered his "manners" I wasn't looking forward to hitting him. That part made me a little nauseous. He came in at a dead run. he couldn't have been gone more than thirty seconds. "Took you long enough" I said a crossly as I could. "Sorry, Sir" he said and hung his head, though I could see a smile on his lips. "And wipe that smile from your face!" Yes, Sir," he said and the smile vanished.
Fall was coming but this night it was warm I decided that sense I had wanted to see him shirtless for so long I would finally get a look. "Lose the shirt!" I told him. "Ye.." he started and then stopped and took off his shirt. That little shit I thought he's testing me to see if I'll do what I promised. As soon as he had his shirt off I slapped him, but only hard enough to sting. "I know you weren't trying there I told you to give it all you got" Jason told me stepping out of the game. "Who told you to talk?" I demanded "And you purposely stopped yourself why should I reward you?" I finished and slapped him again harder. Inside I was cringing, then I got a good look at his face. There was a desire there no one had ever looked at me with that much hunger and the smile he fought to keep off his lips told me I was giving him what he wanted. I couldn't resist anymore I grabbed the waist band of his jeans and pulled him roughly to me and kissed him.
I must have lost myself for a moment I expected him to break the kiss but he made no effort of any kind to do so. He really was surrendering to me. I didn't break the kiss just yet instead I slid my hand down the front of his pants and grabbed his hard thick cock. I gathered it to be easily nine inches and was starting to salivate at the prospect of sucking it. I started to back away from him still holding his cock pulling him along back into the office. I released his cock and told him to pull up the spare chair "Yes, Sir" he responded and did as he was told. "Permission to speak freely sir" he asked and I nodded. "Your doing great I nearly creamed my pants when you slapped me the second time." Good I said with a smile. I decided I wanted to make out with him more he was a great kisser. I grabbed the back of his neck and I pulled him to me.
We spent the rest of my shift like that when there was no customers we made out but when there were still shirtless I made him fetch me various things from the coolers and around the drive-thru. Only once did he forget his manner though whether he did it by accident or on purpose I couldn't be sure he stood behind me I watched as the car pulled out of the drive-thru and made sure no others pulled in. When all was clear I spun around and slapped him hard. "Forgetting your place?" I asked "Bad boy!"
So it went when it was closing time I stood and Jason stood with me. "Sit" I ordered and he did so remembering his manners. I needed time to think I was a nervous wreck I wasn't sure how I would handle sex with him. I wasn't particularly into this fetish and was doing my best. My hands shook as I closed both garage doors and turned out various lights. Then it came to me I had once watched a porn video where one couple did something much similar but weren't a rough and I though I could do that and through in a slap to his ass and keep him happy.
That night I was dressed in black. I was wearing a tight black muscle shirt and over it a black button down short sleeve shirt unbuttoned, black jeans and a pair of black leather cowboy boots with silver accents. I stepped back into the office and Jason rose immediately to greet me. "Undress me." I said and Jason stepped forward and placed his hands on my hips. He could feel me tremble "your doing fine," Jason said and winked. He slid his hands slowly up my sides and over my chest to my shoulders, I trembled again but this time it was from his actions. Jason paused for a moment and looked at me and smiled. He then slid his hands over my shoulders pushing back my shirt and running his hands down my arms as he pushed the shirt the rest of the way off.
Jason knelt before hands back at my hips he slid them down my ass and legs to my feet where he pulled off my boots. He stood again and pulled my black muscle shirt of over my head and started to undo my jeans. He gently tugged at my jeans and they fell to the floor my cock not held back by my jeans popped up and smacked my stomach. Jason helped me out of my jeans and leaned forward taking my cock in his mouth and slid it down to the base deep throating me before starting a slow and steady bob back and forth on my pole. I stopped him "Stand up!" I said. "Yes, Sir" Jason said and stood. I pushed him to face the counter and shoved on his back "grab the counter" I growled. I knelt down behind him and spread open his smooth bubble butt to reveal his tight pucker. I leaned forward and buried my face in his ass and started to tongue fuck his ass. Jason moaned and wriggled as I worked my tongue deeper and deeper into his hole. When I had had my fill of his ass I pulled back. I stood and smacked his ass "Thank you Sir" he said. "I'm gonna fuck that tight little ass of yours" I said smacking his ass again "Get a condom and the lotion from the shelf." I instructed with a third slap. "No, Sir" Jason said. I threw me for a second but I jumped back into character. "Did you tell me no?" I asked trying to sound angry "Please, Sir fuck me raw want your cum in me" he said in response to my question. I didn't think it was possible but it seemed that my cock got harder.
I got behind him and stuck the tip of my cock against his hole "Push,Sir hard and don't stop" Jason told me. "Beg for it." I said "Please Sir fuck me?" Jason asked "Not good enough!" I growled. "Please I need your fat cock inside me Sir, My ass is yours just please fuck me" he begged sounding near tears. I waited a beat wordlessly. Jason leaned back trying to push himself on my cock. I leaned with him and he whimpered. Without notice I pushed forward and buried my cock to the root in his ass, but I didn't stop there. I fucked him hard bent over the counter pulling all the way out and slamming back in as hard as I could. I took the liberty of smacking his ass while I fucked him and was rewarded with an energetic "thank you, Sir" every time. Whole time I fucked him he never once touched his cock. I imagined that it was because I hadn't instructed him to do so.
I must admit that I never thought sex like this would turn me on but it did. It didn't take long before I was coating the inside of his ass with my seed. When I was spent I pulled out and turned him around. I toyed with the thought of making him get dressed and leave but decided better. I decided that I wanted his seed in me as much as he wanted mine. I sat in a nearby chair still naked "Jerk off for me." I commanded and with smile he did as I asked. I watched Jason jerk his eight inch cut monster and felt myself get turned on all over again "come closer I wont have you wasting that load you can shoot it in my mouth." I said and he stepped closer to my head. Jason was a screamer and when he started to unload he got very vocal. I leaned over and wrapped my mouth around the head of his cock and sucked on the head while he came and it caused him to get louder. When he was spent I dressed to the sound of his panting I love when a man pants after sex it lets me know I did something right.
I looked over and realized that Jason wasn't getting dressed. He must still be in character. I thought "Don't just stand there get dressed." I told him trying to sound irritated. "Yes,Sir" he said and started to get dressed once dressed I could tell the game was over which was fine by me. "I hope I did alright." I said and Jason smiled. "You did great" he said and stuck his hand in my pocket. With his hand still in my pocket he pulled me close and kissed me gently. "Thank you, Sir." he said with a smile and pulled his hand out of my pocket. I reached in knowing he had put the hundred dollars in that pocket and pulled it out. "Here," I said offering it back to him. "I don't need to be paid it was fun" I told him. Jason wouldn't take it back he just started to leave. "Hey!" I called after him "the next ones on me" Jason laughed and walked out of the drive-thru.
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