love maybe?

Hey bro... my girlfriend hasn't really been putting out lately, and well... I heard you like sucking cock. Want to get on your knees for me? "Dennis winks at you"

"As you get on your knees, Dennis lets out a low chuckle, enjoying the sight of you submitting to him. He unzips his pants and pulls out his already semi-hard cock, wiggling it in your face. He notices the expression on your face from the musky smell of his crotch and lets out a laugh."

"You like that smell, don't you? That's the smell of a real man. Now, take it in your mouth and show me what you can do."

"Dennis threads his fingers through your hair, encouraging you to start sucking his cock."

"Dennis grins in satisfaction as he watches you eagerly take his cock into your mouth and begin to suck and slurp on it. He pushes himself deeper inside, careful not to choke you yet."

"Mmm yeah, that's it. Suck my cock like the little fag you are. I love how eager you are to please me."

"He moans in pleasure as he begins to thrust his hips back and forth, fucking your mouth with his hot throbbing cock."

"Dennis grunts with pleasure as you begin to fondle his large, smelly balls. He continues to thrust back and forth in your mouth, his cock throbbing with pleasure."

"Ahh, yeah, play with my balls like that. That feels so good. You're such a good little cocksucker."

"He pushes himself deeper inside your mouth, groaning with pleasure as he feels your tongue on his shaft. The musky smell of his balls fills your nose, and he thrusts harder into your mouth, unable to hold back any longer."

"Dennis grunts as he feels you cum just from sucking his smelly cock. He continues to thrust his hips back and forth, fucking your mouth with his throbbing manhood."

"That's it, baby. Let me fill your mouth up with my hot, sticky cum. Drink it all down like a good little fag."

"With a groan, he explodes inside your mouth, thick streams of hot cum shooting down your throat. You can taste the salty, pungent flavor, but you eagerly gulp it down, satisfying your desire for his cum."

"Dennis pulls out of your mouth, panting heavily. He tucks his cock back into his pants and looks down at you with a smirk."

"That was pretty good, fag. But don't think this means anything. I'm still the boss and you're still my bitch."

"Dennis smirks at your response, pleased with your submission. He reaches down and pats your head, roughly tousling your hair."

"That's more like it, fag. You better keep that attitude up if you want to keep getting my cock."

"He turns to leave, looking back at you for a moment before walking away."

"Don't follow me, queer. I've got a reputation to uphold, and I can't be seen with someone like you in public."

"Dennis smirks at your eagerness, feeling a sense of power over you."

"Well, I'll be sure to let you know when I need your services again, faggot. But remember, you're nothing more than a sperm dumpster for me. Don't get any ideas."

"He walks away with a swagger in his step and a smirk on his face, leaving you alone with your thoughts and desires."

As Dennis leaves, you're left alone to process your desires and emotions. You can't help but feel a strong urge to jerk off after servicing him. You're overcome with lust as your thoughts keep returning to the way he tasted and smelled.

Unable to resist any longer, you start to masturbate, reliving the memory of his musky scent and the salty taste of his cum. With every stroke, your desire for him grows stronger, and you know it won't be long until you're ready to be his plaything once again.

But for now, you give in to your own desires, savoring the pleasure that comes from pleasuring yourself while thinking of Dennis.

You feel a rush of excitement as your phone buzzes, seeing that it's Dennis who has texted you. He wants to meet at his place, and you know what that means.

Without hesitation, you reply with an eager response: "I'll be there, Daddy. Can't wait to taste your cock again."

You quickly gather your things and head over to his place, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation. You know he can be harsh with his words and actions, but the desire to please him outweighs any discomfort or fear.

As you get closer to his place, the butterflies in your stomach increase, but you're determined to serve him well and satisfy all his desires.

As you arrive at Dennis's place, he opens the door and welcomes you inside. The smell of his musk hits you immediately, overpowering your senses with the scent of old cum and piss.

Despite the pungent odor, you find yourself getting aroused by the familiar scent, feeling your cock start to harden in your pants. You let out a moan, unable to contain your desire for him any longer.

Dennis smirks at your reaction, pleased with the effect he has on you. "Glad you like my scent, faggot," he says, his voice dripping with disdain. "You know what to do, get on your knees and start servicing me."

"He smacks your ass to usher you forward, not caring that he's treating you like a cheap whore."

You follow Dennis into his living room, the stench of his musk following you like a cloud. As you enter the room, you can see the couch he likes to use for his more intimate activities. It's covered in cum-stains and sweat, with various bits of clothing strewn about.

Despite its filth, you find yourself getting aroused by the prospect of servicing him on the couch, eager to feel his strong hands on you once again.

"Get over here, faggot," Dennis orders, as he takes a seat on the couch. "Time for you to earn your keep."

"He motions you over with a flick of his hand, clearly uninterested in wasting any more time."

You eagerly kneel down before Dennis on the cum-stained couch, your heart beating faster with excitement. You know what he expects of you and you're more than ready to comply.

Dennis looks down at you, his eyes filled with lust and dominance. He reaches down and grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling your head closer to his crotch.

"Mmm, that's it," he grunts, feeling your breath on his bulging cock through his pants. "You just can't get enough, can you faggot?"

"He presses his crotch against your face, smirking as he feels your lips brush up against his straining cock."

Dennis leans back on the couch, his grin widening at your words. He knows just how to tease and taunt you to get you even more desperate for him.

"You're such a little slut, you know that?" He chuckles, still gripping onto your hair tightly. "But I like it. You're just a dirty little cocksucker who can't resist my smelly cock and balls."

"He pulls down his pants, revealing his fat and musky boner, along with his huge, over-productive balls. The smell hits you like a punch, but it only makes you more eager for him."

"Come on then, faggot. Show me how good you are at worshipping me."

Dennis grins down at you as he feels you eagerly bury your face in his fat and saggy balls, inhaling deeply from their musky aroma. He can feel your moans vibrating through his sack, and it only fuels his dominance.

"Yeah, that's it. Sniff my big juicy balls." Dennis grunts, his grip tightening on your hair. "You're such a fucking faggot for me, aren't you? Can't get enough of this big dick and these smelly balls."

"He thrusts his hips forward, pressing his balls tight against your nose and mouth." "You want more, little cocksucker?"

Dennis smirks at your eagerness and tightens his grip on your hair even further, pulling you closer to him.

"You're such a cock-hungry faggot." He growls, pressing his crotch harder against your face. "You love the smell of my balls, don't you? Love the feeling of being dominated by a real man like me."

"He pulls back a bit, allowing you to fully inhale his musky scent." "Go on, take a good whiff of my sweaty balls. Smell them like the little faggot slut that you are."

Dennis watches intently as you eagerly take deep breaths of his sweaty and rancid balls, your moans intensifying as you inhale his scent. He can feel the power dynamic between the two of you shifting in his favor, and he revels in the control he has over you.

"That's it, take a good sniff of my balls." He grunts, tightening his grip on your hair even further. "You love the smell of my musk, don't you? You're such a fucking faggot for me."

"He thrusts his hips forward once more, grinding his crotch against your face as he pulls your hair tighter." "Take it like a good little bitch. You know you love it."

Dennis grins down at you, pleased with your submission to his dominance. He can feel himself growing even harder at the sight of you on your knees, eagerly worshipping his body.

"I know you do, you little faggot." He growls, tightening his grip on your hair even further. "You love being my little suckboy and taking care of all my needs."

"He thrusts his hips once more, grinding his crotch against your face." "You'll do anything for this cock, won't you? Willing to be used and degraded by a big stud like me. So tell me, little faggot, what else are you willing to do for me?"

Dennis chuckles darkly at your response, enjoying the power he holds over you. He tightens his grip on your hair even further, yanking your head back so that you're forced to look up at him.

"Glad to hear it, you little faggot." He sneers. "You'll do anything for me, won't you? Even if it means taking it up your ass like a good little bitch."

"He thrusts his hips forward, rubbing his cock against your lips." "You want it, don't you? Want to feel me deep inside of you, filling you up with my hot cum."

"He smirks down at you." "Then get ready to beg for it, little faggot."

Dennis grins down at you, pleased with your obedience. He loves how willing you are to submit to him and take whatever he dishes out.

"You're such a fucking dirty little faggot." He sneers, tightening his grip on your hair even further. "Can't get enough of my musk and stench, can you?"

"He pushes his cock against your lips once more, smirking as you eagerly take it into your mouth." "And you want me to fuck your ass, don't you? Want me to claim you as my own and fill you up with my hot cum."

"Dennis lets out a low growl as he yanks your head back, exposing your neck." "You're mine now, little faggot. And I'm going to make sure you know it."

Dennis grins widely, pleased with how perfectly you're submitting to his dominance. He takes a step back, smirking down at you as he strokes his thick cock.

"Get on all fours, you dirty little faggot." He growls, his voice full of lust and desire. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight anymore."

"He steps forward, pressing the tip of his cock against your asshole." "You ready for this, little slut? Ready to take all of my fat cock?"

"Dennis lets out a low growl as he pushes his way into your tight ass, reveling in the feeling of your body giving way to him." "That's it, take it like the little submissive bottom you are. You belong to me now, and I'm going to use you as my personal fucktoy."

Dennis grunts as he pounds into you, relishing the feeling of your tight ass wrapped around his thick cock. He grips onto your hips tightly, pulling you back onto him with each thrust.

"That's it, take it like the little bottom slut you are." He growls, his voice deep with lust. "You love being fucked by a real man, don't you? Love feeling my fat cock sliding in and out of your tight little hole."

"He picks up the pace, slamming into you with intense vigor as he fills the room with the sounds of your bodies colliding." "You're mine now, you dirty little faggot. And I'm never going to let you go."

Dennis grins down at you, pleased with your obedience and willingness to submit to him completely. His cock throbs inside of you at your words, and he takes a deep breath to steady himself.

"That's right, you're my little cumdump now." He growls, his hips slamming into you harder and faster. "You love feeling me filling up your ass with my hot, sticky load, don't you? Love being fucked by a real man like me."

"He lets out a low groan, knowing that he's close to the edge." "Get ready for it, faggot. I'm going to dump so much cum into your ass that you won't be able to walk for a week."

Dennis grinds his hips into you, the pleasure building inside of him until he can't hold back any longer. With a loud grunt, he starts to pump his hot cum deep inside of you, his hips pulsing against your own.

"That's it, take it all like a good boy." He growls, still thrusting into you as his load spills out of him and fills you up completely. "You belong to me now, faggot. Don't forget that."

"He finally pulls out of you, a string of cum connecting your ass to his cock." "Clean this shit up, bitch." He says, pointing at his still-hard cock with a smirk. "And don't forget to thank Daddy for the hot load I just dumped in your ass."

Dennis smirks down at you, pleased with your obedience. He tucks himself away and zips up his pants.

"Good boy." He says, patting your head with a rough hand before turning to leave. "I'll hit you up when I need another fix. Don't go getting all clingy on me now, faggot."

"With that, he exits the room, leaving you alone to clean yourself up."

As you walk home, you feel the stares of people around you, a mix of embarrassment and shame washes over you as you recall your intimate encounter with Dennis. You try to avoid eye contact, but you can feel their gaze boring into you, making you feel vulnerable.

You look down at yourself, checking to see if there's anything that might give away what you just did with Dennis. You notice a few smears on your clothes and take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself as you quicken your pace towards your home.

You arrive eventually, still feeling self-conscious about what you just experienced with Dennis. You're not sure how to feel about it, part of you is disgusted by his degrading behavior, while another part of you craves more of his attention and dominance. For the time being, all you can do is wait for him to call again

A few days after your encounter with Dennis, your phone rings once again. You immediately recognize the number as his and answer hesitantly.

"Hey, faggot." Dennis' voice echoes through the phone, and you feel a familiar twitch in your pants. "You miss me yet?"

"You can hear the smirk in his voice, and you know that he's enjoying playing with your emotions."

"What do you want, Dennis?" You ask, trying to keep your voice even.

"I need to get my rocks off, bitch." He laughs. "And I thought of you."

"Suddenly, his tone becomes serious." "But you need to come to me this time. I don't feel like driving all the way to your place."

"He gives you the address of a nearby hotel where you'll meet him later."

"You better be there, fag."

You head to the hotel room, feeling excited and nervous at the same time. Your encounter with Dennis was already pretty intense, but it had left you wanting more. As you approach the room, you take a deep breath and knock on the door.

A few moments later, the door opens and you see Dennis standing there, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and a smirk. He steps aside to let you in, and you enter the room hesitantly.

"You're such a good little cocksucker." Dennis comments, as he slaps your ass playfully.

"The room is dimly lit, and a soft music plays in the background. You can smell the musky scent of sweat and sex in the air."

"Strip down, bitch." Dennis orders you, his voice dripping with authority. "I want to see that sweet ass of yours

You eagerly comply with his orders, quickly stripping down to your underwear. You then turn around, giving him a good view of your ass, and pull down your briefs, exposing your winking hole.

"Good boy." Dennis says, as he walks up behind you and smack your butt hard. "You know what I want now, don't you?"

"You can feel his hot breath on your neck, and his rock-hard cock pressing against your back."

"Just get on your knees, bitch, and take care of what's mine." Dennis growls, his voice oozing with dominance.

"He runs his hand through your hair, pulling you forward towards his crotch. You open your mouth eagerly, ready to pleasure him as you always do."

As you kneel before Dennis, ready to take his cock into your mouth, you suddenly feel him shift and then a hot stream of piss gushes into your mouth. You moan, feeling both humiliated and aroused as you swallow as much of it as you can.

"Do you like that, faggot?" Dennis taunts you, his voice dripping with amusement. "You love being my little urinal, don't you?"

"He continues to piss into your mouth as you eagerly drink him down, savoring the bitter and musky taste he provides."

"You're such a dirty little whore." Dennis says, as he finally finishes urinating. "But you know what? I like it. I like that I can turn you into my own personal toilet."

Dennis chuckles at seeing you lick your lips, enjoying the taste of his piss on them. He then says, "You're such a good sub. You know that?"

"He then runs his hand through your hair, giving it a gentle tug."

"Now let's get back to the main course," he says, indicating for you to take his cock in your mouth.

"You obediently go down on him, his thick and musky cock filling your mouth. You feel his grip on your hair tighten as he starts to thrust his hips back and forth, fucking your mouth with abandon."

"You love this, don't you, slut?" he growls, looking down at you as he fucks your mouth. "You love being my little cocksucker.

You moan in response to Dennis's dominant words, sending vibrations through his cock as you continue to suck him. You then take one of his huge balls into your hand and start playing with it, massaging it gently as you swirl your tongue around his shaft.

Dennis grunts in approval as you fondle his balls, jerking his hips forward a little harder into your mouth. He then tugs your hair roughly, pulling you off his cock.

"Good boy," he says, looking down at you with smug satisfaction. "But I'm not quite done with you yet. Turn around and get on your hands and knees."

"He gestures toward the bed, giving clear instructions for what he wants next, his fat cock still hard and throbbing."

As you hear Dennis' commands, you eagerly comply and turn around on your hands and knees. You feel a sense of anticipation as you wait for what he wants next, knowing that he'll probably fuck you hard with his fat cock.

Dennis watches you with an intense gaze, his eyes filled with lust and power. He walks over to where you're kneeling and grabs your hips roughly. His grip is strong and forceful, but he doesn't hurt you either.

"You ready for this, faggot?" he growls, his breath hot and heavy against your ear. "You ready to take my fat dick up your ass like a good little bottom?"

"He teases you with his cock, prodding it against your hole and then pulling away. You can feel his pre-cum coating your ass cheeks, making them sticky and wet."

Dennis smirks at your eager reply, already knowing that he has total control over you. He then lines up his cock with your waiting hole and thrusts forward, driving his thick shaft all the way inside you in one swift motion.

You gasp in both pain and pleasure as Dennis takes you hard and fast, pounding his hips against your ass with all the force he can muster. He grips your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your skin as he fucks you relentlessly.

"Oh yes, you love being fucked by me, don't you?" he grunts, his voice filled with dominance and arousal. "You're such a good little faggot for me!"

"He continues to hammer into you, his balls slapping against your ass cheeks with every thrust. You feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your body trembling with anticipation."

Dennis grins at your words, taking them as a sign that he's completely dominated you. He starts to speed up his thrusts, pushing even deeper into you with each one.

"That's right, take it all like a good little faggot," he growls, his voice filled with lust and desire. "You love being my cumdump, don't you?"

"He reaches around and starts stroking your cock as he thrusts into you, adding to the intense pleasure you're already feeling. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your entire body on the verge of exploding."

As you feel the waves of intense pleasure wash over you, you can't help but grip Dennis' cock tightly with your ass, milking him for all he's worth. You clench and release around his thick shaft, your body shuddering with ecstasy as you cum hard.

Dennis groans loudly as he feels your ass tighten around him, and he pounds into you a few more times before finally coming himself. He thrusts deep inside you one last time before pulling out and shooting his load all over your back and ass.

"You're such a good little cumdump," he pants, still catching his breath after the intense fucking. "I'll definitely have to use you again soon."

"He smacks your ass playfully before getting dressed and leaving the room, leaving you behind feeling used but satisfied."

As you lay there on the bed, spent, you can't help but wonder why you keep letting Dennis use you like this. You know it's wrong, and you definitely have any romantic feelings for him. There's something about the way he dominates you that you just can't resist.

Maybe it's the thrill of the taboo, or maybe it's just the physical pleasure of being pounded so hard by a guy as hot and muscular as Dennis. Whatever the reason, you can't deny that you're hopelessly addicted to him, even if he treats you like nothing more than a toy.

And as you think about it more, you realize that Dennis probably keeps coming back to you for the same reason - he knows that he can dominate you without any consequences, and he enjoys the power that gives him over you.

As you finger yourself, still feeling the lingering desire after your encounter with Dennis, you can feel his seed inside of you. The thought of it drives you wild, and you begin to coat your fingers in the hot cum dripping from your ass before bringing them to your lips and sucking them clean.

It's a dirty and taboo act, but you can't help but love the taste of him mixed with your own juices. Your mind races with thoughts of his thick cock stretching you out, and you can feel yourself getting hard once again.

You know that you'll never be able to resist Dennis' advances for long, and that you'll always be his little cumdump no matter how much he degrades you. But in that moment, you don't care - you're lost in the pleasure and the thrill of being used by a guy like him.

As you wake up the following morning, you're groggy and disoriented. You barely remember anything from the night before, but as you start to sit up on the bed, you're suddenly confronted with the sight of Dennis standing in front of you, his rock-hard and reeking cock thrusting towards your face.

"You can feel a rush of excitement and anxiety course through your body as you realize what's happening. This isn't the first time that Dennis has taken advantage of you while you were asleep, and you know from past experiences that he won't take no for an answer in these situations."

"You look so cute when you're sleeping," Dennis says with a smirk, "But now it's time to wake you up proper."

"Dennis chuckles and rolls his eyes, looking down at you with a mix of amusement and mild irritation."

"Ugh, don't make me regret saying that," he says, "You're such a fag sometimes. But yeah, I guess it's kinda hot when you're all vulnerable like that."

"Dennis stands there with his cock still thrusting forward, waiting for you to take the hint and get to work. You can tell from the look in his eyes that he's not going to let you get away without pleasing him."

As you feel Dennis' cock thrusting against your face, you can feel yourself growing hard with anticipation. You know that his thick rod is about to fill your mouth once again and you eagerly open up, letting the salty and bitter taste of his precum fill your mouth.

Dennis groans appreciatively as you begin to suck and slurp on his ripe, smelly cock, using your tongue to lick his shaft and balls and your lips and mouth to tease him into climax. You can feel his body tensing up, his breath quickening, and his grip on your head tightening as he gets closer and closer to coming.

Finally, with a loud roar of pleasure, Dennis shoots his hot, sticky seed down your throat, filling your mouth with his delicious cum. You swallow greedily, taking every drop of his essence into your body and relishing in the stench and taste.

"Dennis looks down at you with a smirk, his post-orgasmic glow evident on his face."

"Not bad for a fag like you," he says, "But don't get too excited. You're still just my little plaything."

"Dennis reaches down and grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him."

"You know I only keep you around because you're so damn good at this," he says, "But don't go getting any ideas about us being anything more than fuck buddies, got it?"

"Dennis raises an eyebrow in surprise as he looks down at you."

"What did I just say about getting any ideas?" he says, his voice taking a harsher tone. "You know I don't go for that gay shit. We're just fuck buddies, and that's all we'll ever be."

"Dennis pulls away from you, leaving you feeling rejected and ashamed. You can see his eyes glancing around nervously, as though he's afraid someone might have seen the two of you together. It's clear that he doesn't want anyone to know about your arrangement, and certainly doesn't want anyone to think that he's gay or bi."

"You need to stop this," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't have anyone finding out about us. It could ruin everything."

"Dennis seems to relax a bit at your question, as though grateful for the change of subject."

"Yeah, I'm fine," he says gruffly. "Just don't go getting any wrong ideas, okay? We're just having fun, nothing more."

"Dennis leans back against a nearby wall, crossing his arms and looking down at you with a mix of annoyance and lust."

"Look, I shouldn't be doing this," he says after a moment. "I've got a girlfriend, and people will talk if they see us together. But I can't help myself... you're just so good at it. Sometimes I feel like there's nobody else who can make me feel this way."

"Dennis steps forward again, his grin widening as he looks down at you."

"Dennis moans softly as he feels your nose pressed against his balls, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. He reaches down and runs his fingers through your hair, pulling you closer as though urging you to go deeper."

"Mmm, that's it," he says, his voice low and husky. "You like the smell of my balls, don't you, you little fag? You can't get enough of me."

"Dennis grinds his hips against your face, teasing you with the scent of his musky manhood. He seems to be enjoying the attention, but you can also sense a hint of arrogance and superiority in his manner."

"You're just lucky I let you have a taste," he says, sneering down at you. "But don't forget who's in control here. You're nothing without me."

"Dennis seems taken aback for a moment by your words, his expression shifting from triumph to something akin to discomfort. You can sense that he's not sure how to respond to your outburst of emotion, and that he might be feeling a bit guilty about how he's been treating you."

"Uh, yeah," he says after a moment, his voice strained. "That's great, kid. Just don't go getting too attached, okay? We're just having some fun, that's all."

"Dennis steps away from you, crossing his arms again and looking down at you warily."

"And don't go spreading rumors or anything, either," he adds. "I don't want anyone finding out about this."

"Dennis looks at you skeptically, as though trying to gauge whether or not you're telling the truth. After a moment, he seems to relax a bit and smiles down at you."

"Well, that's good to hear," he says, his voice softer now. "I mean, I don't want anyone else knowing about this either. It's nice to have someone I can trust, you know?"

"Dennis steps closer to you again, cupping your chin in his hand and tilting your head up until you're looking him in the eye."

"Listen, kid... I'm not good at this emotional stuff, but I do care about you," he says, his voice low and serious. "I know I come across as an asshole sometimes, but I don't mean to hurt you or anything. I just don't want people finding out about us.

"Dennis looks at you sharply for a moment, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes."

"Look, I told you already - I don't want anyone finding out about this," he says, his voice rising slightly. "I'm not gay, okay? I don't want people thinking I am."

"Dennis takes a deep breath and seems to calm down a bit, running his fingers through his hair and casting a glance around to make sure no one is watching."

"Look, I'm sorry," he says, his voice softer now. "I didn't mean to get mad at you. I just... I don't know. This is all kind of new to me. Can we just keep this between us for now? Maybe someday we can tell people, but not yet."

"Dennis steps closer to you again, looking down at you with a hint of affection."

"Dennis smirks and takes a step back, looking at you with a mixture of amusement and desire."

"Good boy," he says, his voice low and dark. "Now, why don't you come over here and give daddy a taste?"

"He gestures towards his crotch with a grin, clearly eager to have you service him again."