My master is in the far north.

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I have a secret I can't tell anyone. This secret started when I was assigned to a financial research institution in Beijing right after graduating with my master's degree, and it's been almost 10 years now. I've always been a good student and a good kid, consistently excelling academically. But I know that handsome, athletic male classmates always attract my attention. I enjoy being with them, even watching their clothes and bags while they exercise. But I've always suppressed these feelings. I can't believe I'm a psychopath.
I live in a rented apartment in Haidian District, Beijing. It's a simple place I live in because I'm not well-off. There's practically no privacy. My neighbors are a couple from Shandong and their son, Lin Daye, who is about 16 years old. It's such a strange name; I called him "Uncle Lin" the first time I saw him, which made me feel very awkward. This guy, though eight years younger than me, was like a towering sculpture standing before me—a short, frail scholar from the South (170cm). At only 16, he was already 185cm, making me feel incredibly inferior and timid every time I met him. He was incredibly charming, incredibly sunny, and incredibly mischievous—well, that's my own definition of mischievous.
For some reason, from the first time I saw him, he constantly attracted me, making me want to be close to him all the time. He also often joked with me. One day, I became his tutor in math, physics, and English. To be honest, he wasn't a very good student, but I was happy to tutor him. One day, he started drawing hard, erect penises on paper for me to see. I think I might be too polite. Seeing these pictures made me very uneasy. Every time "Da Ye" (his nickname) slipped me these notes, I would blush, and he would always laugh out loud, making me extremely embarrassed.
I don't know why I didn't tear up or throw away the notes. Instead, I immediately stuffed them into my pocket each time, and later I kept them under my pillow. I often took them out before going to sleep, imagining whether this big boy's penis was as thick and erect as he had drawn. A little over a week later, after another tutoring session, this despicable "old man" became even more audacious. In my small room, he suddenly asked me, "Teacher Li, do you want to see the real thing?" I blushed furiously and quickly pushed him out of my room.
About 20 minutes later, I received his call. I felt so weak. When I heard his voice, I actually knelt down on the floor with a thud. "Li Shikun, you haven't answered my question yet! Why don't you answer me? What's wrong with seeing it? I won't tell anyone. I think you'll definitely like to see it." I could have hung up immediately, but I couldn't. His deep, masculine voice captivated me. I tried my best to explain, trying to tell him I didn't want to see it. But he didn't give me any chance to back down.
He said, "I just took a shower, I look great now. You really don't want to see, you'll like it. I'll show you how I ejaculate, how about that?" I hung up the phone, I couldn't take it anymore.
That night I couldn't help but masturbate, thinking about his wicked smile, his charming and seductive eyes. I imagined myself stroking his thick penis, imagining the pleasurable moans he made when I gave him oral sex. I imagined myself desperately sucking on "Daye's" big penis, licking it desperately, trying to swallow it down my throat, as if I wanted to devour it. He let out a pleasurable moan of "Oh... ah..." His hand pressed against the back of my head, encouraging my swallowing. I felt a responsibility and obligation to make this handsome young man feel good, a responsibility and obligation to swallow more. He pushed hard against the back of my head, pressing my head towards his erect penis, pushing that beautiful penis deeper into my lowly throat. I knew I was suffocating, but I was even more excited. I wanted to swallow more; I wanted to make him happy. In this fantasy, I ejaculated.
I knew I had to control myself and stop thinking like this. I'm not gay, I'm not a pervert. I can't suck a man's penis. I swore I would never let him continue like this.
The next morning, when I saw him, I deliberately ignored him. It seemed like he didn't bother me or bother me anymore. When I got home from work, I went to his house because I had English tutoring that day. As soon as I entered his room, he was sitting on the bed. He looked at me and winked. He was holding the few pictures of his masterpieces that I had put under my pillow, grinning mischievously at me. Then he took off his t-shirt and threw it on the floor. Then he spread his legs wide and said to me, "Come here and open them for me, take a look. I know you like them!" "
I knew I wanted to kneel down, kneel between his legs. I knew I could barely resist the temptation and excitement; my little cock was already tented in my pants, and that didn't escape his eyes. I could see the contemptuous smile in his eyes. I was still thinking of escaping, of hiding it. I said, 'Why are you doing this?' He just smiled, a classic, wicked smile, and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. I could clearly see the outline of his cock inside his white underwear.
At that moment, a strong voice inside me was still telling me to leave immediately. If I hesitated any longer, I would become his prisoner. I hesitated, thinking about what to do. But he interrupted my thoughts, pointing at his erect cock, looking at me seductively, as if saying, 'Come on, this is what you like, touch it, grab it. You'll like it.'" He rubbed his penis a few times, and I could see it slowly swell and even tremble.
I rushed out and ran home. As I closed the door and ran out, I heard him laugh. Back home, I regretted it. Da Ye was right; I really wanted to see it, I really wanted to have his penis. I wanted to swallow it whole. I regretted it; I should have knelt down and used my mouth to feel that wonderful moment. I couldn't calm down until after dinner, and he didn't come to see me. Everything seemed to have passed.
But around 8 o'clock, he called again. "Hey, Li Shikun, my parents went to Tianjin today. You should come with me. My penis needs your mouth to hold it. I know you want that too; the way you were so hard just now betrayed your feelings. My two big balls are also delicious; you can lick them properly. I'm going to prepare some late-night snacks for you. Do you like them?" Sigh, I should have refused outright, but I didn't. I didn't say anything.
"Daye" continued, "You like it, right?" I couldn't answer. He went on, "Imagine the feeling of me ejaculating in your mouth. You know I'm not wearing anything right now, so come over and look, touch, and you can leave anytime if you don't want to. How about it? I won't tell anyone, come on, I'm home alone, no one will know."
I heard my own voice say, "Daye, I don't know, um... I'm not gay." Daye laughed and said, "I won't force you to do anything, and besides, just looking won't make you 'gay'! No one will know you're looking at my dick. Come on? How about it?" I hung up the phone without saying anything. I hesitated for a long time and looked back several times, but a few minutes later I still rang Daye's doorbell.
Daye opened the door for me. As I followed him through his living room, I saw the 16-year-old basketball player's muscular body, and I also saw his huge dick swinging freely in the air. It was a dick at least 18 centimeters long, the foreskin had retracted, and the beautiful glans proudly protruded. I felt ashamed because my penis was too long due to phimosis, and the glans could never be exposed. My penis was still as small as a toddler's. I felt my own worthlessness again, and I sincerely admired this 16-year-old "God" from the bottom of my heart. In my heart, he was like my God, and I worshipped him immensely.
Da Ye stood there and said to me, "Kid, come on." It was the first time I'd heard him call me "kid." I nervously moved closer to him. Before I even touched his penis, he masturbated a few times. My fingers lightly touched his glans, and he quickly let out a groan. I don't know how, but I knelt down and gripped his huge penis tightly in my hand. It felt heavy in my hand. I masturbated a few times. His testicles were bigger than eggs. I knew they were full of Da Ye's midnight snack for me. He was going to feed me something delicious.
Qu Da Ye looked down at me, and I looked up at him. "You like my penis?" I nodded, my nostrils filled with the scent of this young, handsome man's sweat. I wanted to bury my nose in his crotch, in the thicket of his penis. I wanted my tongue to savor this delicious, huge penis and its sweaty aroma. This was my dream; could it really come true?
He began to masturbate his hard, large penis. This was the first time I'd ever seen such a large penis. I was completely absorbed in it. I could see tiny drops of clear fluid starting to appear on his penis. After masturbating for a few minutes, he started groaning loudly and said to me, "Quick, help me!" He was the boss now.
I could have refused, but I had no strength left to refuse. I started masturbating him with my hand. Da Ye said, "Come on, let's go to the room, it'll be much more comfortable there." I followed him into his room. I watched his buttocks sit on his bed. I knew that if anything happened afterward, I would want to leave. But the temptation made it impossible for me to escape.
Da Ye sat on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs. I didn't know what to do, how to begin. He stared at me, waiting for me to do something for his hard, big penis. I slowly knelt down again at the feet of this middle school student who was eight years younger than me. I masturbated a few more times with my hand, then impatiently shoved it into my thirsty mouth. I tightly enveloped his penis with my lips. I heard him make a pleasurable "Ah..." sound. I became even more excited.
He lifted himself up, grabbed my hair, and encouraged me to take my head in more. I tried my best to take more of his penis into my mouth. His penis was bigger and thicker now. Even with all my strength, when the head of his large penis reached my throat, he pulled my hair and began to thrust in and out, slowly but surely, penetrating my throat and mouth. I knew I was about to suffocate, but I had to endure it because I knew a long part of it was still outside. His testicles finally started hitting my chin. I could feel his penis going in and out of my throat. I could barely breathe, but it felt incredibly good.
His penis kept going in and out of my throat, and his testicles kept gently touching my chin. His movements were very gentle. I could almost taste the fluid secreted from his penis. His grip on my hair hurt a little, but it greatly helped with the thrusting motion. I could feel his large penis moving forward in my throat.
I could feel his glans swelling inside my throat, his movements perfectly controlled, preventing me from suffocating. He seemed very experienced and adept at understanding my sensations. I felt almost no discomfort; on the contrary, I thoroughly enjoyed the sensation of him penetrating my mouth. I could hardly believe my own capabilities. "Good, good girl! So good, so comfortable!" he kept encouraging and stimulating me. I couldn't believe I
enjoyed it so much. My nose was completely intoxicated by the wonderfully musky scent. I didn't want to leave that jungle of masculine allure. I tried my best to cooperate with his movements, giving his all with each insertion. I was incredibly happy, yet he continued to penetrate deeper. "You slut, open your mouth wide, open your throat wide, let me fuck your throat properly. You're so slutty." Before I could react, he thrust even deeper, and I felt as if his penis had pierced through my throat and entered my stomach. My throat was completely open.
And so, he pulled his penis out, head and all, until my lips could kiss it, then thrust it in completely until my nose was pressed tightly against that tuft of masculine hair. He fucked my mouth as if it were a woman's vagina. I cooperated without complaint, actually cooperating with gratitude as I tried my best to accommodate this 16-year-old high school student's penetration. He groaned, "Feels good, you slut. I'm about to cum."
Da Ye looked down at me contemptuously, working hard to make his big penis feel good. I think I must be a very good sex worker. I really love this feeling. When he thrust in again, he said, "Put your dog nose into my pubic hair and give me a deep throat! Actually, I've been deep throating all along." In this movement, with loud groans, he ejaculated, every last drop going into my slutty throat, some of it I felt went straight into my stomach. My first time giving oral sex was deep throating, and I'm deeply addicted from the first time. What should I do?
"Hey kid, where's my semen? Let me see it, open your mouth," Da Ye said. I opened my mouth, but that precious semen had already gone into my stomach; how could I see it? "You fucking bastard, you ate it all! You swallowed all my semen!" My face was burning hot, probably from suffocation, or perhaps from shame. I swallowed all of this middle school student's semen without any hesitation, as if it were the only way it should be. It was as if my throat, my mouth, my stomach were meant to hold my young master's semen; in my heart, I had completely surrendered to him. I was now his sex toy, with nowhere to escape. But suddenly, I was a little worried, worried that the others in this compound would find out, worried that they would discover I was such a despicable slut.
"Hey kid, how was the midnight snack I made?" "His penis had already gone soft, but this conversation probably excited him, and I saw it starting to swell again. Actually, I didn't taste much semen, probably because I swallowed it too quickly. I was thinking about how to answer when he seemed to know what I was thinking and said, 'Don't worry, there'll be plenty to eat later. You didn't get a chance to taste it this time, want another round?' He stroked his penis with his hand, grinning wickedly, and said, 'I guarantee you'll be satisfied! Bury your nose in my pubic hair, I want you to give me a deep throat!'" "I'm so glad I did it. As a reward, I received his incredibly delicious fresh semen. At first, I didn't taste anything special, but soon I tasted that addictive flavor. His next ejaculation didn't go directly into my throat, but into my mouth, with some on my lips. I savored the deliciousness of my little master's semen even more carefully. After he filled my mouth with his semen, he told me to open my mouth for him, laughing as he added more deliciousness to my mouth—my master's phlegm. I was excited, as if I were in heaven. I felt as if I had become one with this 16-year-old master. I worship him, I love him. Every day, I kowtow a hundred times to his picture and bless my master a hundred times before I go to sleep. My master is truly perfect. I long to see him every day. Except for work hours, I rush home as soon as I get off work. I want to wait at home. Even if my master doesn't see me every day, I'm still always on standby, waiting for my little master's use.
I always give you a lot of semen, and today I know I want even more." I don't know what came over me. I came to the young master's school. I ran to his school to find him. I wanted him so badly! My face must have been burning red. I realized how much I longed for him, to the point that I couldn't resist coming to his school. I knew I shouldn't have, but I still came. I was searching everywhere for the young master I missed day and night. I didn't care about my blushing face; all I could think about was his hard, erect penis. I needed that treasure. I felt I needed it more than my young master did. It was his lifeline, but from that day on, it became the foundation of my existence. I craved that precious rod, every single day, every single minute!
I searched everywhere for my young master, but I still couldn't find him. Disappointed, I walked home. As I passed the sports field, I saw a group of people walking towards the woods beyond the field. I hoped my young master was near the field, or in that grove of trees. But I still couldn't find him. I hadn't seen him for so many days. What happened to him?
As I was about to leave, I heard someone call my name, "Hey, Li Shikun, wait!" I saw a very tall young man walking towards me. I recognized him, but I didn't remember his name. He obviously knew me and could even call me by name. "
Who are you looking for here?" he asked as he drew closer. "Um... I'm looking for Lin Daye," I said. My southern accent made it sound like I was saying "Uncle Lin" every time I said his name. "But I can't find him," I said, wondering how this guy knew me and how he knew my name.
"You don't remember me, do you?" he asked.
"Ah... yes, I'm sorry, who are you?" I murmured.
"I'm Yue Jianming, you've forgotten? You came to my house when you first came to Beijing. My father is Yue Qihui, I still remember you," he continued. "Lin Daye and I are classmates." "
Why are you looking for Daye? He's a bad guy at school, always bullying people," Jianming said.
"Ah... I have to go," I murmured, my face flushed red. I hoped I hadn't done anything embarrassing. I don't know why I didn't say anything else; I just blushed and kept my head down, not daring to look at anyone.
I hurriedly ran away, but after only a couple of steps, I heard him call after me, "I just saw Lin Daye in the woods over there. Go check it out." I didn't even say thank you and ran towards the woods without looking back. In the distance, I really saw my young master; he was with some classmates. I slowed my pace and walked slowly towards him. I was conflicted. Why did I come here? Did I really have to run all the way to my young master's school to find him? What would his classmates think if they saw me? I hesitated, my steps becoming slower and slower, until I heard a voice calling my name, "Li Shikun, come here!!!" I looked up in surprise. It turned out my young master had already seen me. I hurriedly ran over. His classmates had already left. I watched their departing figures, not knowing what he had said to them. Now, only my young master and I were left in this grove.
I ran to my young master, too ashamed to look up, staring at my feet. "Look up! You idiot." I quickly raised my head. How could he call me an idiot like that here? I was filled with shame. "What are you doing at our school? Looking for me?" I looked up and saw the mockery in Da Ye's eyes. I saw the disgust he felt for me appearing before him. His eyes were filled with arrogance, which sent chills down my spine. What shocked me even more was his action. His hand slowly rubbed his crotch, and through his jeans, he was rubbing his penis, his eyes looking at my face with disdain. I was just embarrassed and speechless. The master said loudly, "You son of a bitch, I'm asking you a question! What are you doing at school? Getting horny again?" I looked down at his bulging genitals and nodded repeatedly. A shameful plea escaped my lips, "Yes, young master, I want to eat your big cock." My head was bowed, my feet shifting nervously.
I felt him sneer, mocking me. "Damn, you can't even wait half an hour, I'm going home. You're fucking shameless." The young master finished speaking and turned to walk towards the dense grove of trees. I slowly followed behind, my mind filled with only one thought: I wanted his big cock. I saw him finally stop, leaning against a large tree, and say, "Come on, slut, come and eat, it's fine here."
Soon I began to fumble for his belt, zipper, and pulled his pants down to his knees. I stared at this wondrous, mesmerizing rod, this beautiful big cock. I couldn't believe the extent of my adoration for it. For this treasure, I was willing to abandon all my pride, abandon everything I possessed. I gazed at his erect penis with adoration. As I pulled down his underwear, it sprang up like a spring under immense pressure, even brushing against my nose and lips. I looked up at the young master with unparalleled adoration. This soon-to-be high school graduate's weapon rested firmly on my lips. The foreskin had completely retracted. His pubic hair was much thicker and darker than when I first saw it. Thick, dense, and jet black. This was countless times I had adored this treasure. Almost two years had passed since the first time, and the young master had become even more handsome and upright. His penis was also bigger and thicker than it had been two years ago. In these two years, I had put this giant rod in my mouth countless times, and I had adored this young master countless times, but I still missed him every moment. It felt like I couldn't be apart from him for even a minute. I wished this giant rod could stay in my mouth forever.
I knew I was about to suck on the huge cock I was so obsessed with; a huge glob of semen was already on my head. I knelt down, stuck out my tongue, and licked the semen into my mouth. Oh, God, I was in heaven again.
I wanted to taste his semen, I wanted his huge cock to fuck my mouth again. Oh, young master, I love you so much, I love your delicious fluids so much. He made me swallow more of his cock. I did it. After two years of practice, I was now a very professional slut, and my deepthroating skills were perfected. I no longer felt strong nausea or suffocation; I could easily swallow and spit out the young master's entire 20-centimeter cock. My mouth was stretched wide. When I spat out the young master's cock, I still got a hard slap on the face. I actually hurt the young master's cock with my teeth; I was so damn awful. The young master warned me to watch out for my dog teeth. I felt a pang of remorse; I must have been careless just now, hurting the young master's huge penis. I blamed myself.
I desperately craved the young master's semen to fill my mouth and stomach again. My master was thrusting into my mouth and my dog-like face. Suddenly, tears streamed down my face. I was incredibly excited. How could I be so lucky? How could I be so happy? Am I really a born slut? That's what my masters, who have played with me, say. They say I'm a national treasure-level slut, one of a kind in all of China. Am I really? I know what I'm doing brings me happiness, but my neglect of work and indifference towards my family over the past two years sometimes make me reflect. Sometimes I feel I shouldn't be like this. Is my whole life going to be spent yearning and anticipating this huge penis? Is my purpose as a doctor just for this kind of meat stick? I know I shouldn't be like this, but these thoughts always vanish in an instant. When I see my young master's handsome face and fit body, all my doubts disappear. I knew I shouldn't just be the young master's dog. I was well-educated, born into a scholarly family. I should have a brighter future. Was my master's degree just for becoming a professional slave? But when I tasted the young master's delicious bodily fluids, when I held his masculine cock in my mouth, I knew my purpose, I knew my purpose in life: I wanted the young master's semen. This was the fluid I depended on for survival, this was my hope for existence. I wanted to serve the young master well, I wanted him to produce more and more delicious delicacies every day. I wanted the young master's semen. I wanted to be his professional cock-sucking slave, this was my goal. This was my value.
I sucked for about ten minutes, desperately using my tongue to serve this giant rod that I depended on for survival. Da Ye told me to swallow his 20-centimeter-long rod completely. I opened my mouth wide, and I did it. Ah, I felt incredibly proud, I could be a valuable slave who brought pleasure to my master. I felt incredibly proud. I am the best slave in the world, haha, that's what the young master says about me when he's happy, and it's definitely not just self-praise. I opened my mouth wide, letting my master thrust into my throat as he pleases. I have to be careful not to hurt him with my teeth again.
I tilted my head back, adjusting the angle so I wouldn't just choke and vomit. He went in and out of my throat. My instinct was to escape, but his hands were around my neck, firmly holding my head in the right place. His penis was moving, and my heart was pounding with pleasure. I knew I would soon be filled again.
He continued thrusting for another ten minutes or so. I felt his semen rush into my throat like a warm current, flowing into my heart, quenching my thirst. He held my head until he completely ejaculated. He ejaculated a lot, as if bestowing upon me all the semen he had accumulated over the past few days. Right there in the grove of trees on the school playground, he used me again, rewarding me once more. When he pulled his penis out of my mouth, I couldn't help but cough. As soon as I
finished coughing, I quickly took his semi-erect penis back into my mouth, not wanting to waste the semen still remaining on the glans. He pushed my head away with his hand, and I could hear his penis "plop" out of my mouth. "Damn! You're such a good dog. Don't worry, there will be more soon!" I remained kneeling there, watching him pull up his pants and leave without looking back. Great, I was extremely satisfied with my performance. I swallowed another bellyful of semen. I knelt there, watching the tall young master's body gradually shrink until he disappeared from sight. I remained kneeling, gazing in the direction he vanished. In my heart, I swore once more: I would dedicate my lowly life to serving my master, to be his most loyal dog, and to make his happiness my sole purpose. I will do better!

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