TRANSCENDING LIMITS WITH G (VI)

-“I'm sorry, G… isn't there something I can do? I'm your slave, I should be able to serve for this.”

G looked at me with a mix of surprise and tenderness.

-“Heterito, we've talked about this a thousand times… no matter how much you're my favorite submissive and give me pleasures that no gay submissive can ever give me, you also have important limitations… And right now, what I want is to come… are you going to offer your ass up for me to come, by any chance?” - he asked mockingly.

-“G… you know that's impossible… it's not a matter of wanting to or not… we've talked about this many times: I'm a virgin, tight as can be, not even a pin should fit in my straight ass… (G always burst out laughing when I, all serious and convinced of my words, said this)… We would end up in the emergency room… do you want that?” - I looked at him, truly sad.

-“Damn!... but understand, will you! I'm your master and I need to come!- G seemed genuinely angry… -“If you're not going to be useful to me, we'll end the night here, go to your room, and I'll fuck any Grindr whore… at least give me the other hole, damn it!”

G had just suggested that I suck his dick.

Me. The straight guy. The most macho. Sucking a cock.

-“Ufff, G, don't ask me that… I don't think I can…”.

As much as I wanted to please G, I wasn't going to be able to suck a cock. Just thinking about it made me feel nauseous.

-“Then don't come at me with nonsense about wanting to please me. Go on, get dressed, and leave, I'll give you back your phone and ID” - he threw them at me and made a move to grab his own, probably to chat with some "ass", as G always refers disdainfully to the gay guys looking for a hookup, to breed them, and leave.

Crushed, I looked at him… I got up slowly and started picking up my clothes. He ignored me. For G, I had ceased to exist. He could be so cruel when he wanted to… I felt something indescribable tearing inside me.

A few seconds of silence passed, until something urged me to say:

-“H-hey… I'll d-do it…” - my almost imperceptible murmur.

G raised his head from the phone.

-“Are you still here, heterito? What are you saying?”.

-“I'll do it, don't meet with another guy, I'll do it for you”.

G's eyes widened. He approached, took my hand, put an arm around my shoulder, and made both of us sit on the bed. He took my chin and looked into my eyes with a smile that brought me back to life.

-“What will you do, heterito?”.

-“I'll make you come.” - I replied, intentionally vague.

-“No, you said you're at least going to suck it… with that straight boy mouth of yours… yes or no?” - and he delicately touched my lips.

My head was spinning.

-“I ask you one last time, yes or no?... really, heterito, don't make me waste any mor...