He smiled looking at me saying “are you going to suck it for uncle Steve?” there was no hesitation, or thinking twice about it from my end, I got ...p, got on my knees in front of him, held his dick in my hand, wrapping my fingers around it, my hand barely closed on it, I rubbed and massaged its length softly, I guess all shame acts had disappeared by then, I was looking him straight in the eyes with the biggest smile ever.I knew that kind of an act would only be done by an experienced whore or. Hmm? Not THIS time, though."This sent that strange thrill surging through the young man as he heard Marvin say that; and he even started getting a hard on."Whatever you think is right," he replied; and that brought yet another smile (or smirk) to the older man's face."I'm very glad to hear you say that," he replied. "I like obedience in a young man. That is very gratifying, I assure you."The young man liked seeing Marvin's reaction. Even though he did not regard himself as gay (he had a. She was pretty, no one could deny that; but to me, Wendywas more than just pretty, more than just beautiful. Even where shedeparted from the conventional standards of beauty (which wasn't often),especially when she departed from them, she was without question the mostdesirable woman I'd ever known. She was, if one existed, the only womanwho could conceivably made a "man" of me. Our relationship had never been equal; Wendy never had anything like thesame attraction towards me. I was always left. I accepted this for a while letting her think I was being appeased. But what I was really doing was softening her defenses for my true attack. I knew she would never give in willingly, but I also knew she would be willing to concede to me in small steps at a time, as long as she felt it would mollify me.I let this go, and bided my time for weeks, softening her up, getting her used to it, till I thought it had gone on long enough, then when we were alone, and I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed, I.