Tommy Loves His sub

Chapter 28

Answering questions.

It’s time for the driving lesson to end. They go back to the place Tommy said he’d meet them at. Tommy thanks the guys and reminds them that they will be having a SMALL housewarming get-together on Saturday. He gets into the car and has dylan put his shirt back on. “If you drive shirtless I’ll be at your nipples constantly and it will be far too distracting.”

As they’re driving home, dylan tells Tommy about the conversations they were having, and how Peter really needs some guidance about being a dom or Master; he’s picked up a lot of bad ideas from the Internet.

“That’s too bad. He never treats you dishonorably, though, does he?”

“Oh no. I think he’s afraid of how you would react to find out.”

“Good. Glad to hear it.”

“He thinks you don’t beat me enough.”

“Not his problem. Not ours either.” He thinks for a while then asks, “Do you desire more than you get?”

“Sometimes, maybe. But it’s your call, Sir.”

“Well, I’ll tell you what: if there is ever a time when you have a craving for it just tell me. And we can always go back to Evander’s and pick up some implements to use when you’re ready for them.

“Tommy! don’t say things like that to me when I’m driving! It’s a good thing you have me caged right now.”

“Ah, that suggestion appealed to you, you little sub slut . . . “ and then he grows silent. “We’ll talk more about this when we get home, boy. And I don’t want you to hold back any secret desires from me.”

Dylan grows silent and concentrates on driving. Actually, concentrates on what he would say,

Once they’re home, Tommy can’t keep his hands off his lover. He undresses him and makes it a point to touch just about every inch of the boy’s body. Lots of hugs. Lots of wet kisses. Lots of nipple play. then Tommy gets a pillow, sits on the couch and puts the pillow between his legs on the ground. “come here, pup. Come kneel next to me.”

Dylan approaches and kneels and puts his head in Tommy’s lap. “Okay, sweetheart, it’s truth-telling time. I want to know . . . am I not getting rough enough for you? What do you need that I’m not giving you, or giving you enough of?”

He strokes the back of Dylan’s head and then down his throat and back. dylan’s face is bright red and he is very shy at the moment. “Need spankin’s, your hands on my ass, slap slap, maybe more. . . .all the time . .Sir . . every day.”

“So I should make it a point to make sure your sexy little ass gets lots of spanks, feels my hands a whole lot?

“yes, Sir. every day. anytime. sometimes just a little, sometimes a lot . . . you’ll know, Tommy, you’ll know.   I crave your hands making me warm.”

An easy request to satisfy. Tommy runs his hands over dylan’s body, hauls him up over his knees and starts some gentle spanking. Dylan coos. “Love you, love you, love you, my ass is yours, Sir, always.”

Finally Tommy stops and just caresses the sub’s bottom. “enough, baby?” “thank you, Tommy.”

tommy has one more question: “Now tell me if there is something you really like that I haven’t been doing much. anything at all.---not including letting you cum!” They both giggle.

“I like it when you use the thin black strap on my back when I’m sucking your cock. the way it flows down my back and sometimes leaves just a little sting. Makes me want to suck even better.”

“Well then go and get the strap and do what I told you to do. Put it between your teeth and come crawling to your Master, boy.”

Dylan gets up and runs to the cabinet, finds the strap, puts it between his teeth and crawls back to Tommy, who has now removed his shoes and his pants and is sitting there rubbing his dick waiting for Dylan to return.

Dylan approaches. Tommy takes the strap from dylan’s mouth and says,”Good boy. Thank you for being so honest with me.”

Dylan feels a little awkward. “Tommy, is it okay for you that I want these things, that I feel like I need them? Am I asking you to do something that you’d rather not do, because if that’s the case then we can just forget I ever asked.”

“Sweetheart, when you asked about these things my cock got so hard. I guess I’m part sadist in a little way. But the major thing for me is that you asked for them. that turns me on so much. And the idea of being able to slap your butt as much as I want to? Awesome, dude. And all the other stuff? To see you crawl naked to me showing me what you need, wow! I bet most men never ever get to see their mates being so needy and so honest and so willing to surrender. You turn me on in every way. Mentally, emotionally and physically. You keep showing me more ways I can take care of you, more ways I can look after you, more ways that I can protect you.”

“Protect me?”

“Sure. Baby, if I wasn’t willing to dom you the way you need, you might have to go out looking for it, and if you did that, there would be a good chance that you would get hurt by some kind of bully or madman. My job is to keep you safe from all that, baby. My job is to be your everything. Look at how hard you’ve made me:”

Dylan asks, “Tommy, can I suck your cock now? Please? I want to give you so much pleasure to show you how much I love you and how much I love being totally yours. Please, baby?”

Tommy takes the back of Dylan’s head and moves his face into his crotch. Dylan takes his fingers and removes the treasure from Tommy’s black boxer shorts, and cannot wait any longer. He goes down on Tommy, all the way down until he chokes. Tommy gently keeps laying the strap down dylan’s back. Dylan makes love to his lover’s cock using his tongue in so many ways that please his Tommy. Tommy teases dylan’s back with the thin strap and causes it to sting a little, and he keeps saying “My cocksucking slave! mine!”  Dylan soaks up the stings and the pleasure of them. Of TOMMY whipping him with the touch of a lover . Dylan feels like he is in the best place in the whole wide world. Totally in love. Totally expressing his love. Totally disciplined and denied and yet cherished and protected.

Tommy cums in Dylan’s mouth and Dylan sucks and licks and makes sure Tommy is completely clean before he stops his ministrations. Dylan crawls up on the couch and up Tommy’s body so he can kiss his mouth and whisper “thank you, thank you,  I love you more and more and more every day.”

Tommy holds him tenderly but makes it a point to slap around dylan’s bottom and to send heat through the boy’s body and mind. He thinks about his cousin and hopes Mike will one day get to know that it feels like to have total ownership over the boy he loves, given willingly and love-fully, without any loss of dignity or limit.

“Let’s go get some supper, pup.”
“Order in, baby?”

“Chinese?”

“sure.”

Tommy gets up and retrieves his phone from his pants pocket and places an order for their dinner.

“I want you to answer the door and take the order while wearing just your boxer briefs.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Use your new credit care to pay. Include a 25% tip. Always 25% for these people who have to work for tips because their bosses don’t pay them enough.”

Dylan gets the food and sets up the boxes on the table.

Tommy comes in an evil look in his eye and winks at Dylan. “Go get the cushion and come kneel on it.”

It’s fun feeding dylan Chinese food from his fingers. They make quite a mess along the way, but after they’re done, Tommy helps dylan clean up and put things away.

 “Very good, boy, That pleased me very much. I love seeing you that way.” Dylan bends down again and kisses and lick’s Tommy’s feet.

“You sexy sub boy! Now look what you did: you got me hard again! And I’m gonna take this hard dick and fuck you with it like the slaveboy you are. Let’s go into the bathroom.”

When they get there, Tommy shows Dylan a Fleet. Dylan says he already knows how to use it. “Good. Then clean yourself out good and come crawling to the bed.”

Meanwhile Tommy gets the leather collar, the cuffs and clips and lube.

It takes a bit of time, but finally Dylan comes crawling in to take his place. His demeanor is like that of a whipped pup. Inside, however, his blood is racing and he is high as a kite. Tommy puts the collar and cuffs on him and then clips the cuffs to the collar.

“Crawl up here on the bed, boy. Lay on your front and stick your ass up in the air, offering it to me.” Tommy helps him get into position. He slaps his ass a few times and says “Keep it there.” then he leans down on the bed and whispers to Dylan.” I love you so much, baby. So very much.” Then he reaches for the lube and puts some on his fingers and begins toying around the boy’s hole. Dylan moves to cooperate and also to indicate that he’s ready for anything. Tommy works his fingers in, one at a time, until all three are spreading him around inside.

“Ok, slut. Take your Master’s cock!” Even with all that rough talk, Tommy is so very gentle and careful as he enters his lover and slowly but surely takes total possession of him and then lies there motionless. Dylan is moans and keeps murmuring “love love lve love yours vlos slave..” until none of it makes any sense. Tommy simply says the word which fixes itself right deep in the boy’s heart: “Mine!” And he begins to make love to his lifelong partner.

Dylan yells out “Yes!” and everytime he does it, Tommy picks up the pace, fucking harder and harder, faster and faster until he screams on the top of his lungs “I LOVE YOU. I OWN YOU. I LOVE YOU!” This time Dylan doesn’t end up cumming. he doesn’t even care. He likes being locked up and unable to touch himself. Surrender makes him feel so very much loved and so very very safe, and there are few who ever get to feel just like this.