Son for Hire: Chapter 51

Evelyn looks at me for a time.  Looking at me in that special adoring way that only she could which made me feel not only comfortable in my nudity, but proud of it.  I shimmy a little bit backwards just so I was framed better for her, so she could see all of me, and there I wait for my orders.  I really did feel like a camboy waiting for tips and requests before I performed for the unblinking lens of the camera.  It was so wonderfully naughty.  True to form though Evelyn throws me a curveball.

“Give yourself a nice big hug.”

“A nice big…really?”  I’d expected something much kinkier.

“Are you going to be good for Mommy?”

“Yes Ma’am.”

I set the dildo down then wrap my arms around myself as far as I could then pull them in tight to give myself a hug.

“Good boy.”  She beams.  “Tell me how beautiful you are.”

“Um…I’m beautiful?”

“Say it nicer.”

“I’m…I’m beautiful.”

“Good boy.”  She says.  “You are beautiful.”

“I’m beautiful.”  My hug loosens and I bring my hands to my chest in a most unmanly sort of way.  “I’m a beautiful man.”

“Yes baby, yes!”  She nods.  “Are you happy?”

“Yes!”  I reply without hesitation.  “I am so happy.”

“You deserve it.  You deserve to be happy.  Say it my pet.”

“I…deserve to be happy.”

“Now tell yourself how much you love yourself.”

“Um…I love you Donny?”

She chuckles.  “Say it better than that.”

“I love myself.”  I say again more seriously.  In her eyes I saw the love and through her eyes I find myself.  “I love me.”

“That makes two of us.”  She says softly.

“This isn’t what you’re supposed to do with a camboy.”  I quip even though I felt so damn good inside.

“Isn’t it?”  She says innocently.  “I’m new to all this.”

“You’re the best.”  I sigh.  “I love you so much.”

With a big grin and a wink she says.  “Alright, time to put you to work boy.”

“Yes Ma’am!”  I sit up tall and pick up my dildo excitedly.  “Want me to put it in my ass?”

This makes her laugh.  “The impatience of youth.  No baby, not yet.”

“Awww.”

“Such a needy boy.”  She brings her phone closer to see me better.  “I want to see that sexy body move first.  Show me what you got baby.”

“Move?  Um, right.  Move.”  I think a moment.  Scooping up the laptop I turn to place it on my mattress so that it sat a bit higher.  I tilt the screen so that the camera captured the entire wall behind me.  I then slink backwards and I rise to my feet in as smooth and sexy a manner as my awkward ass could manage.

Clumsy as it felt my audience loves it.  Evelyn’s face comes in close.

I was already nude, so a strip show was out, and I had no music to dance to so I just do what what feels sexy.  I sway my hips from side to side.  I run my hands down my naked body, bending at the waist right down before sliding them back up again to end with a quick double slap of my nipples.  I kiss toward the camera.  I preen and gyrate like I’d seen so many pop stars do, my hard cock swinging in front of me like a conductors wand.  I grab my dick and smack my butt with the other hand and thrust into the air with my best ‘fuck me’ face.

Honestly, alone in the quiet empty room, I felt like a fucking fool.  I felt absolutely fucking ridiculous.  If anybody else saw me right now I might actually die of embarrassment.  But Evelyn loves it.  Somehow she didn’t see how graceless my movements were.  Somehow she couldn’t notice how unsure I was of everything I was doing.  Somehow she didn’t seem to realize how imperfect my soft physique actually was.  Or maybe, somehow, she did see all those things…and it just didn’t matter.  In fact, it only made it better.  Every twirl, every thrust, every sensual motion, she devours like it was hottest porn on the internet.

Biting her bottom lip she shakes her head sighs.  “Damn baby, Mama likes!”  She swallows and licks her lips.  “Show me that hot little tushie baby.”

I spin in place and come down with a wide stanced stamp that makes my butt and balls jiggle.  I quickly shoot a sultry look back over my shoulder at my MILF lover and waggle my ass toward her.

“Ha ha ha!  Yes baby!”  She sets down the phone on her lap and claps her hands to cheer me on.  It takes me a second but I realize by the angle that her phone was likely being propped up by the shaft of the thick cock.  It could have been blankets too but I chose to believe the former.  The reminder of her wonderful penis inspired me further.  I wanted to make her so hard and so wet.

I gyrate my hips.  I run my hands up and down my sides before bringing them in front of me to put on the wall.  I bend over, exposing my hole.

“Ohhhh!”

I couldn’t see her but the sound of her moan told me all I needed to know.  I rock my ass forward and back toward the computer.  Reaching back I grab my cheeks and spread them wide for her, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination.  Craning my head to peer back over my shoulder I let out pouting plea.  “I’m so horny.  I want youuuuu.”

“Oh my sweet prince.”  She huffs.  I note that her right hand now reached down past the phone.  She was playing with either her balls or her pussy.

I lower right down onto my knees, staying bent over as I do so.  I lay my chest on the floor, ass high, displaying total submission and readiness to be mounted.  “Mmmmmm.”  I whimper.  “I need youuuu.”

 “Ask me.”  She whispers.  “Ask me nicely.”  

“Please, please.  I wanna get fucked so bad.”  Reaching between my legs I play with my balls and gooch.  “Please.”

“Of course baby.  Anything for my boy.”  She hisses.  “You got your toy there?”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Go get it now.  Hurry.”

“Yes Ma’am.”  On my hands and knees I scamper over where I’d left the dildo.  I grab it along with the lube.  “Here it is.”  I show her, closer to the camera now.  “Here’s my toy.”

I could see a subtle blush across her cheeks and hear her breathing had picked up.  Lust was painted across her expressive beautiful face.  I did that.  I did that for her.  That made me feel so good.

“Good boy.”  She points.  “Is that a twinkle I see down there?”

I look down to see what she is talking about.  Indeed, a drop of precum had sprouted from my penis.  I look back up.  “Yes Ma’am.  I’m leaking.”

She smiles.  “That’s normal baby.  You’ll probably leak a lot tonight.”  She brings the finger she was pointing with to her lips.

Picking up on the unspoken command I swipe the precum from my tip and bring to lips.  I lick it off with a flick of my tongue then purse my lips around my fingertip to suckle on it.

“Sweet Jesus.”  She gasps.  She glances up toward where I knew the door into the bedroom was, worried about Alan walking in on her, but forges on.  With her free hand she pulls the shoulder straps of her nightie down to expose her big round heavy breasts.

“Mmmm!”  I coo as her aroused tawny nipples come into sight.  Without even realizing it I began to suckle harder on my finger.

Her left hand gropes and squeezes her tit, her right continues doing whatever it was doing outside the view of the camera.  “Suck your toy now.  Show me how good you can suck it.”

Too impatiently I bring the phallus to my mouth and slide it all the way in.  “CLLGHH!”  I heave as I nearly wretch from my gag reflex.  I pull the dick from my mouth, coughing and sputtering.

“No, no, no, no.”  She shakes her head.  “No baby.  Be nice with yourself.  Be gentle.  Go slow.  You’re my soft boy.  You’re not a hard boy.  Hard boys are boring.  I don’t want those boys.  You’re my soft precious baby boy.”

I bow my head and say demurely.  “Yes Ma’am.”

Her fingers rhythmically rub at her nipple as if milking it.  She wanted me on it suckling, and I wanted it too, but that would have to wait for another time.  “Are you my soft boy?”

“Yes Ma’am.  I’m your soft boy.”

“Yessss.  You are.”  She smiles.  “I love you.”

“Love you too.”

“Good boy.”  She says.  “Now, you just do exactly what I say.  Okay?  I’ll look after you right.”

I bat my eyes and shrink smaller, though on the inside I felt bigger than ever.  “Yes Ma’am.”

Chapter 52