Hidden Intentions

I found it rather unusual when Carlinhos, an old friend called me asking to meet him at the dental clinic on his property late in the afternoon of the following day which was a Friday; however much I insisted that he know what the subject matter was, he proved reticent stating that it had to be personally; I have known Carlinho since before college or better from high school and he has always shown himself as a good friend although I never used him as my confidant; after all, I had many unspeakable secrets that remain veiled from everyone until today. Because of my confidence in him, I agreed to meet the next day which was a Friday.
The clinic was a little far from both my work and home, but even with heavy traffic I got there just after seventeen o'clock; the clinic occupied an entire floor of a well-located commercial building endowed with some sophistication to serve above average refinement clientele; when I entered reception Junia, the receptionist opened up a huge warm smile. "Good afternoon! I shook my head and found an armchair where I cozyed up waiting for the meeting with my friend. Time went by including the patient's departure and some time later Júnia herself who took her bag and hurriedly said goodbye, making me believe that from then on it was just Carlinhos and myself.
Suddenly he appeared coming down the corridor; Carlinhos was a fellow of rustic beauty accentuated by his thick beard and moustache, and always well-groomed with a steady look and a bright smile. He wore a social shirt with folded sleeves and blue cotton trousers; we greeted each other and he made me accompany him down the hall to the office that stood in the room next to his study.
-I called you here for an interesting reason <unk> he started as soon as we sat down opposite each other showing that it was not to go around <unk> The other day I met a guy named Venancio who claimed to know you ..., do you know who I'm talking about?
Immediately I felt a chill go through my spine and throat become deserted; of course, I knew this Venancio, an outstanding subject who deserves a separate story because at that moment what worried me was to know the reason for Carlinhos's question; while thinking about something to answer he took his smartphone and put it on the table pointing to the image appearing on the screen; I picked up the phone in hand and was even more shocked by what I saw. It was a photo ..., naked and four-legged on a bed with its butt steep.
"Where did you get that?" I asked, stuttering.
"That doesn't matter at all! What really matters is whether it was you!" he retorted emphatically.
- What if it's me, what is the problem?
-No problem! It's just that I was interested ... after all, you have a juicy bundle.
"Po Carlinhos, we are friends! I can't accept that!"
"The deal is this: from now on you are mine!" he answered roughly, leaning over the table.
Carlinhos leaned back in his chair, staring at my frightened face. He was silent for a few minutes before revealing his intentions.
-You don't need to have a why! I always suspected you, but never was sure! <unk> he said breaking the silence <unk> and to tell the truth ..., I always felt an unfathomable desire imagining fucking this your rabbi ... now, enough talk !..., go there for office and take off my clothes that I will soon be going!
I had no choice: either submit to the orders of Carlinhos, or let my secret be revealed ..., although if this happened at that moment in my life I imagined that the damage would not be so devastating ... My marriage was a boring routine and my wife settled for lack of sex, reasons why revelation wasn't received with such stardom. In front of my friend's sharp gaze I got up and went into the office where I stood by waiting to serve his desire as soon as he emerged exhibiting his nakedness fruit of good malice.
Carlin walked around me running his hand all over my body and without warning unbuttoned two sonic plugs on my buttocks that even a little sore caused an enormous excitement; he made me climb in the dental chair with back up which he groped many times; sitting on the mat, he separated my butt and began to finger brilliant simulating penetration that left me all creepy. Some time later he stood in front of me rubbing his thimble into my mouth.
"Lick my rosary, you little whore!" he babbled while still rubbing that good-sized chalice into my mouth.
I was so out of it that I gave the brute a mouthful and delivered an eloquent, well-sucked blowjob which soon made him grow horny as he groped my buttocks. We remained in that situation until the subject showed himself eager for new experiences; he made me stand up and pressed me against the wall by brushing my groin with his pistol just before giving the first thrusts until I managed to break through with the brute invading my hole which laced it with some pain; Carlinhos did not waste time with unnecessary caresses as he passed and fucked me with enormous vigour inserting and taking out his gun from my hole with quick, deep movements.
I was no longer aware of anything else when I felt his hand wrapped around my thumb, applying an almost furious fist. "Are you enjoying it, little bitch? Argh! Afff! I know that you are enjoying yourself!" he whispered without losing the rhythm of the punches and also of the fist with which he chastised me in delirium.
-Argh! Ahnnn! Uhhh! Yes ..., yes <unk> I whispered feeling my whole body swaying with the voracious strokes of my partner <unk> It's very..., ahnnn, tasty! Ahhh!... you are my male! My master!
Upon hearing those words, Carlinhos was seized by an animalistic ecstasy intensifying his blows against me and pressing my body even more against the wall; that fuck took on a pace increasingly voracious and insane and both he and I no longer had control over our reactions leaving us surrendered to the voluptuousness of this incredible fucking. And suddenly we felt the mutual climax approaching inexorably; Carlinhos let out a hoarse grunt as he struck with all his might keeping his tool sunken into my flesh allowing me to feel the vibrating pulse preceding the joy that flowed in hot jets of semen overwhelming me at the same instant I was also experiencing an abundant and vertiginous ejaculation. Before releasing me he even made a point of biting my neck by pulling out his cock at once causing such an enormous impact on my body that it shook with its limp legs almost making me lose the ground beneath me.
The brazen one even made a point of keeping my buttocks apart so that he could enjoy the spectacle of his semen fillet flowing from the holed hole along the gutter until it spat on the floor below us. When we lost our balance I had to struggle to stand with my legs still trembling and my body exhausted and sweaty. "If you want there's a shower in the office bathroom which you can use", he said as he sat breathlessly on the bog, breathe out loudly. I took a shower and dried myself with one of the towels on my stand, then went back into his office intending to collect some clothes.
"Don't get dressed yet!" he warned, grabbing me by the waist and licking my nipples.
That mouth licking and sucking my lips caused a succession of shivers that left me at the mercy of Carlinhos whose impetuosity seemed to know no bounds; after some time he again freed me allowing me to dress. <unk>If you want, you can go! But don't forget it belongs to me! If I find out that you are giving blowjobs to other males I will punish you well!<unk> , He warned with a tone of veiled threat.
Two weeks passed until he called me demanding more fun; I confess that I could not resist, because Carlinhos was a good fuck worth taking all the risks; we arranged to meet in a motel far away where he already waited for me full of surprises by removing my clothes and tying my arms behind my body with a thin nylon rope which almost cut off circulation; he threw me on the bed and with the help of a palmatory started a punishment session till it left my buttocks hot and red. He then pulled me up on all fours onto the bed and spit in my brioche, leaving for an unceremonious penetration burying his cock deep inside of me; once again he gave me a crazy fuck and when announcing his pleasure's arrival went into it ejaculating profusely.
After a well-deserved rest Carlinhos returned to the charge, sealing my pistol with a cap that was so tight it caused more pain than pleasure. Then he placed me on his lap belly rubbing some metallic thing into my groin; I soon discovered it was an anal plug which he had carefully inserted in my still aching crotch.
-The goat you can take off when you get home ..., but will stay with the plug until I say that it can be taken off..., understand? <unk> he said while slapping my butt <unk> I want to hear you answer, bitch!
I'll stay with the plug until you want <unk> responded in a tone of disguised defeat but you are being very rude to me ...
"Shut up, bitch!" he shouted interrupting me and slapping my ass more loudly and vigorously.
-Oh, yes! I almost forgot ..., your wife loved to be enraptured by me, did you see? <unk> he warned with a mocking tone and a naughty laugh on his lips <unk> Last week I gave her what she deserved and needed since you haven't shown up for some time!
I feigned an expression of revolt, even though I knew that my wife really needed some physical and mental relief and that I was no longer up to her standards. When I got home I ran to get rid of the goat so much pain it caused me and took a bath feeling the plug dancing in my bowels. It took great effort for her not to realize that her husband had an accessory shoved into his ass by my best friend who now owns my body and my will. I didn't have any idea how long this adventure would last but it did little matter!