Hangover Horn & My Cleaner

After a night in Soho, I woke up on Sunday with a sore head and a dry throat. As well as those two problems, I also woke up with a raging hard-on. After pondering the situation, I decided water was my first need. After a drink, I looked at my phone and saw I had missed a few messages on WhatsApp. I met a sub off Recon years ago, and sometimes he comes over and cleans for me. Lately, though, he had been letting me down, and my flat was in need of a clean. As I read down the messages, I saw that he was on his way, then the doorbell went.

I pulled on some grey cotton shorts, which my cock tented, and then headed to the door. As I opened it, I was blinded by the bright sunlight, and my head felt worse, though my cock responded to the sub brushing it as he walked in. He put his shopping bag of cleaning products down and started to remove his clothing. I laughed when I saw his tiny penis. I had forgotten how this sub was barely over 2 inches short. Soon, he was on his knees in just white socks. I gave him a slap and told him I felt rough. He began to rub his face in my shorts, which he soon pulled down so he could suck on my cock.

I let my surprise guest suck me off for a while, he seemed happy to be back on his knees serving my cock. My headache wasn’t going anyway, but my other head was feeling happier in the warm, wet mouth. Pulling him up, I took him to the bed and got him on all fours. Sometimes a man just needs a hole to fuck, and I was in one of those moods. I lubed him up and slid a finger or two in. He said he hadn’t been fucked for a while, so I needed to break him in. I gave his arse a few slaps, told him he needed regular fucking, and spat on the back of his head. I then slid my cock in.

He did feel tight, but he soon accepted my man meat and opened up his cunt for me. It felt good to be thrusting. Reaching down, I pushed his head into the mattress and pounded away. Telling him he was mine and I had access to his hole when I wanted it. Having him turn up out of the blue and accept the fucking felt good; for a while, my headache was forgotten.

The sub has a good hole, and soon I was spunking away. The release was great, and I fell onto my bed afterwards. The sub got up and started the cleaning. Luckily, he closed the bedroom door, and I was left in peace to rest as he got on with looking after my flat. Occasionally, I heard him mopping or the vacuum cleaner. He came in at one point and placed a coffee next to my bed. I rewarded it with a: “Good cunt.”

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When he left the room, he took my dirty clothes with him, and I heard the washing machine start up. I must fall asleep for a while as I am woken by him asking if I’m hungry. It was an effort to lift my head up, but when I did, he was stood before me holding a tray with a plate of toast, eggs, and mushrooms on. So I sat up and ate the food as he continued to work.

The sound of cleaning seemed to have stopped, and then I felt him climb into bed with me. His body was cold next to mine, though it was quite a nice feeling with my hangover still around. I allowed it to cuddle into me as a reward for its work. Sometimes, a sub just needs to feel close to its Master.

Of course, the sub cannot resist when a cock was nearby, and soon his hand was stroking my groin. He repositioned himself so he could have me in his mouth, again. My spent cock responded to the attention and was soon hard again. The sub’s nature kicked in, and he sat astride of me, sliding my hard-on into his wet cunt. The stupid slut looked so happy to be complete again. It contently slid up and down my shaft. despite being so tiny, it asked if it may cum, but I refused; he was there for my pleasure, not his. He accepted my answer and continued to bounce on me. Groaning and playing with its nipples.

After servicing me twice and cleaning my flat, the sub got dressed and fucked off. Asking dumbly when it could return. Soon after its departure, I finally got up. It felt good to have a clean flat and a satisfied cock. My next hope was to get rid of my hangover.