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"You know I'm not going to leave my wife for you, and I am not going to leave you for her," he said gently as he held the Tom's head in his lap. "You are my whore, not my wife."
Tom realized he had failed. It had taken weeks for him to build up the courage to ask Hassan to choose between them, and with a few quiet words, Hassan had taken away all his momentum. As he looked up into the man's eyes, he knew what he knew since they met that first day in college. Tom would do anything Hassan asked.
That wasn't exactly right. Hassan never asked Tom for anything, and never gave him orders. In a calm, often quiet voice, he just told Tom how things were going to be. Even the first day, Hassan just gave Tom his number, telling Tom he could let him know when he was ready for Hassan to fuck him.
Tom had never given any thought to sex with a man. He had a girlfriend in high school. For some reason, he kept Hassan's number. For the next two days he worked on composing the text message to let Hassan know he was not interested in sex. He finally decided not to send it, but accidentally hit send instead of delete. Ten minutes later, Hassan was in his room. Tom did not know how, since he did not tell Hassan where he lived.
"I told you I wasn't interested," Tom said, but looking into Hassan's eyes, he was not confident that was true.
"But you are," Hassan corrected him. "You sent me a text. If you weren't interested, you would have deleted my number from your phone."
Tom didn't have an answer for that. When Hassan suggested Tom suck his cock, Tom dropped to his knees and did it. As he worked Hassan's cock with his tongue, Tom's thoughts turned toward hoping Hassan was enjoying it. A few minutes later, when Tom was on his hands and knees with Hassan's cock aimed at his hole, he felt safe. It hurt like hell when Hassan jabbed his huge cock into Tom's virgin hole, but Tom felt he was doing what he was meant to do.
Ever since then, Hassan had fucked Tom whenever he wanted. They were roommates for the last three years of college, and Tom took care of cleaning their room, doing their laundry, and anything else Hassan suggested he do. Despite having to take Hassan's massive cock in his throat and ass multiple times a day, they had been the three happiest years of Tom's life.
Tom was devastated when Hassan told him he was getting married. It was an arranged marriage, and Hassan had not even met his future wife. The three weeks when Hassan went away to get married were the first days in years Tom had not been filled with Hassan's cock and cum. Figuring his relationship with Hassan was over, he set up a Tinder profile, and went on a few dates.
He was on a third date with a beautiful and smart woman when he got a text from Hassan, "I'll be at your place in 20 minutes." Tom was frozen for a moment, unsure what to do. He made an excuse to abandon the date, and rushed home. Hassan was not often gentle when having sex, but that night he was especially rough. Tom thought maybe three weeks away from him was too much for Hassan.
It was a few months later, after Hassan had not used him in almost two weeks, that Tom decided to get Hassan to choose between his new wife and him. He was fully prepared for Hassan to say goodbye forever. He even hoped that might happen so he could go back to Jen, the woman he had left mid-date and seen quite a few times since. He was even prepared to become Hassan's wife, if that's what Hassan wanted.
Tom was not prepared for Hassan to tell him nothing would change. After Hassan fucked him and left, Tom realized that the current situation was unsustainable. He cleaned himself up and went to see Jen. He had to break up with her. If Hassan was not going to give up his woman, Tom would have to give up his. Hassan was right again. Tom really was Hassan's whore.
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"You know I'm not going to leave my wife for you, and I am not going to leave you for her," he said gently as he held the Tom's head in his lap. "You are my whore, not my wife."
Tom realized he had failed. It had taken weeks for him to build up the courage to ask Hassan to choose between them, and with a few quiet words, Hassan had taken away all his momentum. As he looked up into the man's eyes, he knew what he knew since they met that first day in college. Tom would do anything Hassan asked.
That wasn't exactly right. Hassan never asked Tom for anything, and never gave him orders. In a calm, often quiet voice, he just told Tom how things were going to be. Even the first day, Hassan just gave Tom his number, telling Tom he could let him know when he was ready for Hassan to fuck him.
Tom had never given any thought to sex with a man. He had a girlfriend in high school. For some reason, he kept Hassan's number. For the next two days he worked on composing the text message to let Hassan know he was not interested in sex. He finally decided not to send it, but accidentally hit send instead of delete. Ten minutes later, Hassan was in his room. Tom did not know how, since he did not tell Hassan where he lived.
"I told you I wasn't interested," Tom said, but looking into Hassan's eyes, he was not confident that was true.
"But you are," Hassan corrected him. "You sent me a text. If you weren't interested, you would have deleted my number from your phone."
Tom didn't have an answer for that. When Hassan suggested Tom suck his cock, Tom dropped to his knees and did it. As he worked Hassan's cock with his tongue, Tom's thoughts turned toward hoping Hassan was enjoying it. A few minutes later, when Tom was on his hands and knees with Hassan's cock aimed at his hole, he felt safe. It hurt like hell when Hassan jabbed his huge cock into Tom's virgin hole, but Tom felt he was doing what he was meant to do.
Ever since then, Hassan had fucked Tom whenever he wanted. They were roommates for the last three years of college, and Tom took care of cleaning their room, doing their laundry, and anything else Hassan suggested he do. Despite having to take Hassan's massive cock in his throat and ass multiple times a day, they had been the three happiest years of Tom's life.
Tom was devastated when Hassan told him he was getting married. It was an arranged marriage, and Hassan had not even met his future wife. The three weeks when Hassan went away to get married were the first days in years Tom had not been filled with Hassan's cock and cum. Figuring his relationship with Hassan was over, he set up a Tinder profile, and went on a few dates.
He was on a third date with a beautiful and smart woman when he got a text from Hassan, "I'll be at your place in 20 minutes." Tom was frozen for a moment, unsure what to do. He made an excuse to abandon the date, and rushed home. Hassan was not often gentle when having sex, but that night he was especially rough. Tom thought maybe three weeks away from him was too much for Hassan.
It was a few months later, after Hassan had not used him in almost two weeks, that Tom decided to get Hassan to choose between his new wife and him. He was fully prepared for Hassan to say goodbye forever. He even hoped that might happen so he could go back to Jen, the woman he had left mid-date and seen quite a few times since. He was even prepared to become Hassan's wife, if that's what Hassan wanted.
Tom was not prepared for Hassan to tell him nothing would change. After Hassan fucked him and left, Tom realized that the current situation was unsustainable. He cleaned himself up and went to see Jen. He had to break up with her. If Hassan was not going to give up his woman, Tom would have to give up his. Hassan was right again. Tom really was Hassan's whore.
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