I was alone in our bedroom. I was sitting on my side reading a book: fifty shades of grey. The bed was a big, king-sized bed covered with silk sheets and a warm, thick, soft duvet cover with white bed covers, soft fluffy white pillows: two ported behind me against the headboard so that I can sit comfortably up while reading. I was enjoying the silence. The only thing you could really hear was the fire crackling away, heating the room. The sleepy silence of the room was suddenly punctuated when Mr. Stark enter the room. "Hey, kid." greeted Mr. Stark. I hated it when he called me kid, I'm his boyfriend, his lover, not some kid. "Hey baby." I replied "How was your day? Anything interesting happened?" "No nothing otherwise than just mundane business things. What are you reading?" "Fifty shades of grey." I answered "Oh. That is why you're so horny all the time? Is it then." continued Mr. Stark "Yes." I replied with a little bit of a blush. "Are you horny now?" he asked. "Yes." I replied again, blushing even more. Mr. Stark started to unbuckle. He pulled his black dress pants along with his black Versace underwear down to his ankles, making his huge 8 inch dick pop out. "C'mon now, boy. You know what to do." Mr. Stark said in the voice he only used in the bedroom: dark and sexy. I instantly got over to his side of the bed to where he was standing and laid down, horizontally across the bed, on my back, my head hanging upside-down over the edge of the bed. Mr. Stark started lower himself into my mouth - I could feel the familiar feeling of him sliding down the back of my throat. When he was completely inside he pushed down deeper making me chock and then started to thrust. His dick was sliding against my tongue as his thrusted into my mouth. I love it when he face-fucked me, it was almost as enjoyable as having him inside me. Little low moans left his mouth while he thrusted. His abs flexed as he moved in and out of my upside-down head. With every thrust he hit the back of my throat. "Aaaa Peter. Your mouth feels so good. I love yo-" said Mr. Stark but he stop talking before he could finish the last sentence. I though he was finally going to say he loves me. But with these words almost slipping his mouth he picked up his pace. Enter and exiting my mouth a lot quicker than he did a min ago. It was hard not to choke but I didn't. He kept at this quick pace until he came inside my mouth. But before saying a word, before making me sallow the cum(as he always did) he pulled out: zipped up his pants and left the room. Leaving me on our bed speechless, a mouth full of cum(which I spat out), a sore throat and tears in my eyes from the choking.
