A Sick Suck

Feverish with Master in Napa

A Sick Suck
In their hotel room, House Slave Fag (left) is blowing his nose and looking at his Master.

I was looking forward to this weekend in Napa with my Master. Our trips are the times I get to enjoy more intimacy with him. We spend more time talking and exchanging opinions about wine and other things, and we also get more physical. It’s been over a month since I’ve been with him, and during that time I haven’t hooked up with anyone else, so I was definitely hungry for cock. I just hoped I’d be up for it, because I’d spent all week with a cold at his place.

Unfortunately, it turned out I wasn’t fully recovered just yet. I managed through our wine tastings and the other activities of the first day, but I was tired and distracted. That doesn't mean I wasn't horny, just like my Master. He was just more assertive and decisive about it. He dry-humped me as soon as we arrived in our hotel room. So I pushed my ass against his dick — with our clothes still on, mind you — and I grabbed his biceps and then his hands. I love feeling his muscles.

I really wished he could have fucked me right then but I hadn't douched and we don’t play dirty. So I just stayed in that moment — in that position — taking his dry-humping and showing him how much I wanted him.

Frankly though, I was a little surprised that he thought it was a good idea to fuck me for real later, considering my condition. If I had any such illusion that I’d have the energy to douche and fuck, it got clearer as the evening progressed that I didn’t. And as he dozed off in the late afternoon, being quite drunk from our two wine tastings, I doubted he'd be up for sex either. But I was wrong. I could be forgiven for not expecting that though, as he really was wasted. For clarification, it was as if he had had four wine tastings, since I only took small sips of my wine flights and he drank most of them.

It was getting well past the time we were going to go out for dinner, and with the way I felt, I didn't really want to seek alternative restaurants that would be open for a late dinner. So I made an executive decision and ordered Thai food to be delivered to our hotel.

What do you know, minutes after I approved the order, my Master woke up. I'm glad he wasn't too upset. Maybe he was happy to stay in too. However, he was still horny when he woke up.

He called me over to his bed (when possible, I always order separate beds). I was surprised because I was still coughing and wearing a mask around him. But he wanted to get off.

"Make me cum," he ordered.

"How?" I asked, incredulously. I started jerking him off, but I told him — not that he needed the reminder — that he had never cum from just being jerked off by me. He encouraged me to do my best, even though I definitely felt I was not at my best.

He scolded me for being sick. "I gave you a whole week to get better," he said, as if it were up to me.

It was odd to have to look at my phone to check on the food delivery's arrival while we were having sex. I'd never do it any other time I'm with him. It was such a conflict. A good boi needs to be ready to go pick up the delivery from the lobby in time, but a good boi also needs to work harder to make his Master cum quickly, before the delivery arrived. But my Master believed in me. He told me that as the delivery guy was about to arrive. Ten minutes, the clock was ticking, and I needed to go faster.

I was in a spooning position from behind my Master, as ordered, and I reached with my hand forward to stroke his dick. "Faster," he ordered, and I tried, but I knew that it wouldn't do the trick. He knew it too, and he revealed his nipple, for me to suck. It felt so daring to take my mask off. But orders are orders.

I sucked his nipple with passion, while continuing to jerk him off. His dick was already hard. I knew he liked hard nipple sucking, and I did everything I could to give him maximum sensation using what I had to work with — sucking his nipple and stroking his dick. We both got excited and I couldn’t get enough of him.

He soon pushed me down and then he told me to lick his balls, and then — to suck him off. I was already so horny and dry-humping his big calves, so swallowing his cock whole, all the way, felt right. I didn’t dwell on the possibility of infecting him. After all, this couldn't be more contagious than licking his nipple, right? My Master moaned and I kept at it, sucking his cock deep, letting it fill my throat, being so eager to please him. I reached up with both hands to grab his nipples and I pulled on them hard, the way he likes it.

He moaned some more, caressed my head and called me a "good boi." He ordered me to stroke his cock while I was sucking it, so I chased my lips with my right hand, while continuing to pull on his right nipple with my left hand.

Soon though, he directed me to lick his balls again, and after a few licks, I went even lower, to lick his ass. I knew that was what he would enjoy most. I tried to give him maximum tongue, pressing hard against his hole. He loved it. I alternated between licking and pushing my tongue in, as well as sucking his hole. When he told me to eat it, I realized he wanted more of that hole sucking. Not biting on it, but almost — using my lips to somehow grab a part of the flesh around his hole, making him feel a little more intensity than even hard licking could achieve.

I admired more than his hole. He has such an amazing round ass. Over the weekend I’d find myself kissing and dry-humping his perfect ass. And I’m a total bottom! It’s just that good. But I'm digressing. I was now on a mission to make him cum, so I focused on his cock and hole.

I sucked his cock some more and used my hand. I sucked with passion, being so horny, and a couple of times I took it deeper, and then needed to pause, but I continued to jerk him off with my hand for a moment. Then I sucked him off again, and as before, chasing my sucking with my hand, doing my best to grip his cock tightly with both my hand and lips. He encouraged me to go faster, but I couldn't suck any faster. I could only stroke faster, so I took my mouth off his cock and stroked fast and hard for a couple of seconds, and then as he moaned and growled, I realized creamy white cum was flowing all over my hand and his groin. What a joy!