“No! No way! No, I’m not gay, I can’t do this!”
“Bullshit!” laughed Roy good-naturedly. “We’re all bisexual, whether we can admit it to ourselves or not.” He stepped over the chair, and began rubbing his hardening c**k against Dennis’s helpless face.
“Besides, s****l preference is irrelevant. This isn’t about s*x, it’s about power; who has it and who doesn’t. By forcing you to suck me, I demonstrate my unlimited power over you. I find that very arousing. And by sucking me off like an eager slut, you acknowledge the rightness of your submissive position beneath me. That’s what you will find arousing—not to mention the humiliation being forced to approve, observe and even service your wife’s true lover. Now say, ‘Yes, Big Black Master’, and open your wet little suck-hole!”
“Do it, c**k-bo
