Cumming on home plate

Everyone in this story is 18+.

I leaned my phone against the fence once more, then hit record. It was time to put on a show. Moving back in front of the camera, I got down on my knees in the dirt and grabbed my dick. My legs were spread apart, with home plate just in front of me. I started beating my dick furiously, driven by how horny was. The desire to serve far outweighed the voice of reason that said I was crazy to be doing this.

As I stroked myself, balls swinging back and forth, I couldn’t help glancing into the shadows. The light from the flash blinded me, preventing me from seeing further. There could be someone just on the other side of the fence and I’d have no idea. That terrified me. It also turned me on.

Knowing I was probably alone, I focused back on the video. I let out small moans, jerking harder, faster. Gradually getting louder as I got more comfortable. Pumping my dick, building towards the inevitable.

“Ohhh fuuuck,” I grunted, louder still. “I’m soooo fucking hornyyy.” Almost there. My fist was a blur. I stared at home plate, brushed clean of dirt, eyeing my target. Until…

“Fuck!” My dick exploded, ropes of cum spraying onto the plate. Coating it, painting white on white as my body released all its pent up energy. It was intense, breathtaking, causing me to shake. My dick throbbed in my hand, my load still shooting out. As the waves slowed to a dribble, the last few drops poured out and landed in the dirt.

I wiped the sweat from my brow with a sigh, then crawled over to my phone. Send.

I was once again enveloped in darkness. Having just cum, I no longer had the distraction of being turned on. The reality of the situation was horrifying. Had I really just jerked off in the middle of a field? Completely naked, no less?

I grabbed my clothes and quickly got dressed. When I finished, I saw that I had finally received a response from Tom. It was… a video?

I eagerly opened it. The video was of his lower body; he never showed face, despite requiring it of me. He was jerking off. I watched, mesmerized, my jaw wide open. The video was just thirty seconds long, and it was already nearing the end. Then, in the last few seconds, his dick burst and shot his load across his chest.

My phone screen lit up my face as the video ended. I stood there for a moment, shocked, wishing that I was horny enough to fully appreciate this gift.

“Excellent work, slut. A huge reward for a job well done.”

“Thank you so much, Sir,” I sent in reply. I started my walk back to my room, still in disbelief.

“I have one last request for you, if you’re up for it. This one’s optional, though. I won’t hold it against you if you decline.”

My palms were suddenly sweaty. “What is it, Master?”

“Lick up your cum.”

What. the. fuck. My heart was racing again, and for a moment I was stuck in place. What did I do? He said it was optional, but… fuck, I wanted to please him. As I mulled it over, I felt my dick begin to swell in my pants. Well, that answers that I suppose. “Yes, Master,” I replied.

“There’s no reward this time. Just the knowledge that you’re serving me to the fullest.”

“I understand.”

For the final time tonight, I propped up my phone for a video. I didn’t bother stripping again; it was too late for that. Within seconds, I was on my knees in front of the camera. I stared it down, then leaned over and dragged my tongue across home plate. I lapped up my cum, shuddering at the taste, but dedicated to the task. I licked again and again, making sure to get every drop. It was beyond degrading; I felt humiliated and slutty and desperate. When I was done, I was fully hard again.

I stood and stumbled over to my phone, but before I cut off the video, I flipped the camera to show off my work. The plate was completely clean, slightly shiny where I had licked it. Send.

“Mmmm, that’s my whore. You’ve done extremely well tonight.”

“Thank you, Master.” Feeling horny all over again, the taste of cum lingering in my mouth, I walked back to my room.