Chapter 3: No Longer A Virgin

‘My heart dropped. I knew then that I would have to keep doing whatever he wanted. I was still under the impression back then that being in care was something terrible. If only I’d known what I know now, it would have ended there and then.’

‘I felt really down. Whilst I hadn’t taken to Clive at the start, he had been very good to me, and I was warming towards him. His threats wiped all that out. And his comments about no one else wanting me really did cut me to the quick.’

‘I went up to my room and cried for ages. Then everything continued as before for over a week. I decided his cock must still be working. It wasn’t until the middle of the next week, my door just flew open, and he walked in, this time he was already stark naked.’

‘He sat on the side of the bed and told me his cock was starting to fade again so he needed another hold. ‘Your touch seems to revive me for just over a week,’ he said. ‘So, here’s the deal. I’ll come into see you once a week for a booster. Do as your told on each occasion and I’ll leave you alone for the rest of the time.’

‘But as you want to choose for yourself, you can decide if you accept or not. If you don’t, I’ll move out within a month. If you do, I’ll stay, but it’s your choice.’ he said smirking at me. ‘I don’t have much choice, do I?’ I told him, ‘So are we agreed?’ he asked. ‘Yes.’ I conceded.’

‘Ok, take your shorts off and lie on top of the bed.’ he ordered. I assumed I was going to hold his cock whilst he held mine. When we were settled, I reached out and held his cock. He took hold of mine and as I played with his, he played with mine.’

‘He was soon standing up hard and throbbing in my hand. And despite the loss of all friendly feelings between us, him holding my cock had made it go hard and throb too. Previously at this point he had broken away and headed back to his own room to fire himself.’

‘But it seemed to go on a long time. Then instead of just feeling all over my cock and my balls, he started stoking my cock. ‘What are you doing?’ I asked. ‘I’m going to return some of the pleasure you have given to me.’ he said.’

‘He was still stroking away. I called out, ‘But I want you to stop. I don’t want you to do that.’ ‘You no longer have a choice,’ he said. ‘This is my time, and I’ll do what I want. You know the alternative.’ I knew I was stuck with it, so I gave up and relaxed.’

‘He was stroking gently and very soon my feeling kicked in. I didn’t say anything, but it grew and kept growing. Then I couldn’t hold it back any longer. ‘I’m coming any moment.’ I called out. He went a bit faster and then my cock shot four jets of cum.’

‘Wow, that’s got some power.’ Clive called out as he watched it soaring up in the air, still stroking. Then as I finished shooting, he slowed to a stop and just held it as it shrank. I was still holding his cock, but I was holding it still. Even so, it was throbbing happily in my grip.’

‘As he looked at the pool of cum on my chest, he said, ‘Go on, you can’t deny you enjoyed that.’ ‘The feeling of firing was lovely,’ I said. ‘The feeling of someone else firing me was exciting.’ ‘But it was all spoilt, because it was forced on me.’

‘Well, think of this,’ he said, ‘The pleasure of firing you should stay in my dreams for ages, so it could well be a fortnight before I need another visit. Then something occurred to him. ‘Perhaps we should have a plan,’ he said. ‘I know, if I come once a week, we play with each other.’

‘If I fire you like today, I don’t come back for two weeks,’ and if you fire me, I don’t come back for three weeks. And if we fire each other on the same night, I don’t come back for four weeks. Yes, that will work well for both of us and then we’ll both know where we’re working.’

‘You even get some choice in what you do, so you should be happy. ‘I’m going to demand that I fire you when I feel like it, but I’ll leave it to you to decide if and when you want to fire me.’ He passed me some tissues from the box of paper hankies and left.’