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 Jake Returns Part 6

   Three days later, Jake and I went to a baseball game.  On the way home,
he stopped on a dark back street and I sucked him off in the car.  As he
sat in the driver's seat, I unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and
bent over and got to work.  My body was at a contorted angle to get my head
by the steering wheel, but I felt like I was getting off easy.  I was so
grateful that our get together didn't involve him using my ass that I
really worked hard to do a good job.  When I finished, Jake commented that
"sometimes it was nice when we just did a quick blow job".  I immediately
picked up on the "we" word that he used to describe what I just did to him.
I was bull shit.  He was getting his cock sucked and I was his cocksucker.
My mind began racing.  Here I was, a married man doing whatever Jake
demanded to keep his cock happy.  I wasn't even his first choice.  I
basically got to take care of his needs, when his girlfriend, Shelly,
wasn't available.  I filled the roll of backup woman in his life.  I was a
submissive servant of his cock.  Whatever was going on in my mind there
was, however, no way that I was going to confront him.  On the ride home
after I sucked him off, I did discuss one worry that I was having.  I told
Jake that I was concerned that after my prostate was milked, I would be
unable to perform for Allie and she would figure out that something was
going on.  Jake told me not to worry.  He had already thought of it and had
a solution to my problem.  He didn't tell me any more and I didn't dare
ask.

   The next Friday, Allie was going to be out for the evening helping some
girlfriends work setting up for a baby shower for one of their friends. 
Jake called and when he heard about Allie's plans, He let me know that
Shelly was also busy with her kids that night and I should come over to his
place and watch a game.  Before he hung up he told me to have my ass ready.
I knew exactly what he meant.  I cleaned and generously lubed my ass before
I went to Jake's house.  We started watching the game and had a beer before
he had me strip and put my collar on.  As soon as he buckled the collar, I
knew what was expected and dropped to my knees and fished his cock out of
his pants and started sucking.  As soon as his cock started getting hard he
took me to the bathroom and just like the last time milked my prostate and
fucked me.  When I got done cleaning up my cum from the bathroom floor, I
rejoined Jake on the living room couch where he gave me a bottle of pills.
He told me that the pills were Viagra and that I should take two an hour
before I tried to fuck Allie.  He said that the pills would make my cock
hard enough to give Allie a good fucking.  He warned me that I probably
wouldn't be able to cum, but I should just fake it and pretend that I had
an orgasm.  I went home and waited for Allie.  I was worried because I knew
that she would expect sex when she got home.  When she came in the door I
popped two pills.  It was just over an hour by the time Allie was ready for
bed.  My cock was getting hard already.  When we started hugging and
kissing, my little cock got as hard as a rock.  When I mounted her, Allie
commented how stiff it was.  I pumped away for more than ten minutes, but
it quickly became obvious to me that I wasn't going to cum.  It felt pretty
good to slide my little hard on in and out of her so I continued pumping
for a few minutes before I made my usual moaning noises and pretended to
dump my load into her.  Allie didn't seem to notice and put me to work
eating her pussy until she came twice.  It was frustrating not being able
to cum but one good point was that I didn't have to taste my own cum from
her pussy.

   The next two times Jake milked my prostate, I used the same trick and
Allie seemed none the wiser.  Jake kept telling me that my ass was getting
broken in and it was making it more comfortable for him to fuck me.  I
notice that my ass was less sore after he got done using me.  Jake hadn't
used me for a couple of days when I got a call inviting me over to watch
football that Thursday night., When I said "yes", I was told to have my ass
ready.  Jake collard me and put me to work sucking his cock immediately.

   After a few minutes he said we would be trying something new tonight.  I
was immediately worried.  Jake picked up a shoe box off the coffee table
and took the lid off.  He told me to stop sucking while he showed me the
contents.  There were a bunch of wires and a small box with knobs and
switches that was a little bigger than a pack of cigarettes.  There was
also a t-shaped piece of hardware.  The base of the T had a gold egg shaped
chunk of metal on it.  The leg with the metal egg had a slight hooked shape
to it.  The crossbar of the T was perfectly straight.  I couldn't really
figure out what any of this stuff was for.  Jake told me that all the parts
made up a prostate stimulator.  It was modeled after the devices that were
used on animals like bulls to collect their semen.  He told me that the
first time we used it he was going to help and show me how to use it. 
After that, I would be expected to "set it up" myself.

   First Jake attached a loop of material with a wire on it around my
scrotum, above my balls, and fastened it with its Velcro tabs.  Then he
attached a wire to the T device and put some KY onto it.  He walked behind
me and told me to lower my head to the floor.  This gave him easy access to
my backside and he slipped the knob shaped end of the T up my asshole.  I
was instantly aware that the little egg shaped knob was resting right on my
prostate.  Jake walked in front of me.  He pulled a condom out of the box
and told me to put in on so that I wouldn't make a mess on his rug.  I
easily slipped it on over my little and half hard cock.  Jake told me to
start sucking as he hooked the wires to the little box.  I took his cock
into my mouth and a moment later he flipped a switch on the box.  Instantly
I stated feeling little jolts of electricity between my prostate and my
balls.  Jake handed me the ice bag and told me to ice my balls.  As I
worked on his cock, Jake occasionally adjusted the controls on the box. 
The electricity didn't hurt.  It just caused my muscles to twitch.  In no
time at all, I could feel the cum dripping out of my cock and into the
condom.  Jake continued until he was sure that I was drained.  I could tell
that the electrical stimulator was a lot more affective that the manual
method.  Jake turned off the box and pulled my sucking mouth off of his
cock.  He got up, walked around behind me and pulled out the t shaped
stimulator and inserted his hard cock.

   I felt like a bowl of Jello as he worked his cock all the way in.  As
soon as he started fucking me, he got unhappy about my response.  He wanted
me to move my ass to fuck back, but the milking had left me drained.  Jake
slapped my ass hard and told me to hump back.  He hit hard and it really
stung, so I started moving with the rhythm.  Every time that I wasn't
moving as much as Jake thought I should, it would earn me another ass slap.
He gave me a good long fucking and shot his load up my ass.

   Jake was right.  The milking made me much very docile.  I didn't really
mind the discomfort of him fucking me or his slapping my ass to make me
perform.  Jake settled back down on the couch and told me to disassemble
and clean up the equipment.  I disconnected the wires and undid the scrotum
loop.  On wobbly legs, I took the t-shaped stimulator to the bathroom and
cleaned it in the sink.  While I was there, I took off the condom.  It
contained at least twice the amount of cum that I usually ejaculate when I
jerk off.

   This became our new routine.  As soon as Jake put my collar on, I would
help him take his pants and underwear off.  While he relaxed on the couch
watching sports or something, I would go to the kitchen and get the ice bag
ready.  Then I would connect up the stimulator, attach the scrotum loop and
insert the t-shaped device.  I would slip on the condom, get on my knees
between his legs and hand him the control box.  After licking his balls, I
would take his cock into my mouth and start the process of making him cum.

   Sometimes Jake would be in a hurry to get it over with.  Other times he
would take it really slow.  He would switch off the stimulator for a while,
while I continued to work on his cock.  When he turned it back on, it was
like starting the process all over again.  Sometimes Jake would keep me
working for more than an hour before he would let me dribble my load into
the condom.  After a while, I started to crave the effects of the
stimulator and even though I didn't ejaculate.  I enjoyed the feeling of
the direct stimulation of my prostate and the relaxed feeling the release
of my load left me with.  Most times, after I dribbled out my load, Jake
would mount me from behind and fuck my ass.  But every fifth or sixth time
after I dribbled, he would hook a leg over each of my shoulders and rest
his legs on my back.  He would take hold of each side of my head with his
hands.  He was in complete control in this position and he would take his
time until he felt ready to dump his load into my mouth.  This usually
involved a lot of deep throating, choking and gagging on my part.  While he
was "stretching" my throat, Jake would move his hands so that one was on
the back of my head and the other was below my chin on my throat.  He said
that he liked to feel his cock sliding in and out of my throat.  Jake also
said that he wanted to cum in my mouth once in a while so that I wouldn't
forget the taste.  The occasional quick blow jobs in the car and elsewhere
continued.



   Continued in Part 7

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