Rickie Mucks [ College Student ]

When the knock on the door comes and Mom opens it, I vaguely recognise the young man at the door. Twenty, twenty-one. I don't know him, but I know of him. Rickie Mucks, geology nerd, I doubt we've ever said two words to each other.

“Whoa! What the ... ?!” he exclaims as he freezes, balancing the boxes on one hand and staring down at me. He quickly snaps his other hand down to clutch his pants, which are already tightening rapidly. He forces his eyes from me to Mom.

“My son's a faggot, we recently learned it and have adopted a permissive attitude toward his more appropriate usage,” Mom replies, “If you're willing to pay for the pizza and the breadsticks for me, you're welcome to use him as you like.”

Rickie's wide eyes get even larger as he stares at her, then down at me, his cock straining against his pants. It looks big, not as big as Mom or Dad, but still a reasonable and respectable slab of meat. He swallows hard, but then swiftly nods.

“Done!” he says quickly, handing over the boxes, “What do I do? I mean, how do I use him?” Mom looks down at me and points at his bulge, jerking her head at it when I look up and make eye contact with her, before she vocalises her orders.

“Get it out, faggot,” Mom commands. I quickly scoot forward and lift my hands, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants and drawing them down. His cock springs out, slapping the side of my face with a soft smack, as I pull until his balls are freed.

“Give the faggot commands, it'll obey,” Mom says simply before turning and walking away to the kitchen to set the boxes down. Rickie looks down at me awkwardly for a moment, as if steeling himself to actually use me the way he would like to.

“Well, faggot,” he tastes the word in his mouth and settles, liking it, as he watches me turn my head and submissively kiss his crown. I kiss my way down his cock and then lick from hilt to crown, grinding the tip of my tongue into his frenulum.

“Fuck, yes,” he groans in pleasure, “Fuck, fucking faggot!” He hisses with pleasure as he watches me worshipping his cock. I remain kneeling before him, licking his cock right in the doorway, as Amy's programming requires of me, eyes up on his.

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