Nathan

 Carlos continued to kiss Nathe softly, but passionately. The lads mind was a wash with these new experiences. Never has he ever been treated like this, never has he had the respect that he rightly deserved. Nathan has always given 100% in anything he's done. In his last relationship he genuinely loved Dan, his last daddy. He'd been treated badly and never knew, because he exuded innocent nievaty and oh, what beauty. 

Nathan was extremely good looking. Slim, blonde, smooth and blue eyes. He had a six-pack but wasn't muscled. He was lithe, like a runner. Men, gay or straight were stunned when Nathan walked into a room. He had this air about him, that could make the straightest man's loins stir. To him as we've noted before, Nathe, was just his innocent self, but he had that ability to make men gasp with his innocence and beauty.

Carlos was the complete opposite, handsome, masculine, hairy, muscled, and a true alpha mail who was born to breed, and got respect where ever he went. Neither knew, but when they would walk into a room, they would stop it dead. People would be in shock at the most perfect couple.

The man stopped kissing the lad, "Nathey, I've got a small gift for you. Lay here baby, let me get it". He gently pulled out of Nathe. "baby, try and keep my cum in you ok". He walked out of the room and into the bedroom to his satchel he'd had over his shoulder when Nathe met him. Inside was a toothbrush, deodorant, a change of clothes and a little box. He took the box and walked into the lounge. Nathe looked flushed, at peace with the world and was very happy. His eyes were shut, he was resting quietly. "Keep your eyes shut Nathey" Carlos crouched down, opened the box and inside was a shiny, small, chrome butt plug. The end was encrusted with clear rhinestones. He stuck it in his mouth to warm and wet it and then teased Nathes pussy as he pushed it in. Nathe opened his eyes and gasped. "huhhhhhhh, what is it Carlos?" "it's my gift to you baby, I'm taking you out to dinner tonight and I want you to keep this in, do you mind Nathey?" Nathes face blushed, "is it so I can keep your cum in me Carlos?" "it sure is, by the end of this weekend you're gonna be full to the brim boy"

Carlos came out of the bathroom all fresh as Nathe got dressed. Both had just showered and the lad looked at himself in the mirror, not quite knowing what to make of the situation. He felt like he was experiencing a dream, none of it felt real. It was like they'd  always known each other, that they were meant to be together. They fitted perfectly, in more ways than one. Nathe sprayed his favourite cologne onto his smooth skin. Issey Miyake was his favourite, it was fresh, innocent with the smell of lemons and summer. 

Carlos walked naked behind him and ground himself into Natheys pert bottom, the lad instinctively pushed back. The man reached around and rubbed his huge hands over Nathes soft skin and nuzzled into his neck. Nathe gasped as the stubble scratched over his skin. "Nathe, I remember that scent when I first met you baby, its been in my nostrils all week". Carlos breathed in and playfully bit into Nathans neck. Nathe felt that funny feeling in his tummy as he hardened." C'mon baby, get ready, Daddy's taking his boy to dinner"

They both got dressed in silence, stealing glances at each other as they put on their clothes. Carlos put on a crisp white shirt and jeans. His masculinity oozing from every pore of his body. Nathe wore white skinny chinos and a pale blue T, his clothes accentuating his slim body. Wow, what a couple. They both walked to Camden passage, a short distance from Nathan's flat. Carlos spent much of the time with his arm over Natheys shoulder, keeping him close, and when they'd cross a road, he'd put his hand across the front of Nathe to make sure the road was clear first, keeping him from harm. Very occasionally he'd put his hand on Nathan's head and pull him toward his face so he could kiss his head. This made Nathan blush in case anyone saw. Did Carlos care? No, he knew no one would say a word, even if people thought bad.

 They reached the restaurant, an intimate Italian eatery, with candles and soft music. Carlos opened the door for his boy. People turned to look as they walked in, some stopped eating, others stopped their conversation. All were  mesmerised by beauty and the beast.

They were shown to their table, Carlos held Nathan back so he could pull out the chair for the lad to sit. There was no doubt in Nathan's mind, that tonight, he was going to be treated like the Prince he was.

Carlos was a proper gentleman, Nathan had never been on a date before. Yes, he'd been taken to a burger joint and down the pub by his last Daddy, but this was different .They'd talked, laughed and touched hands, some thing that Nathe would never have done before. Nathan was beginning to loose his inhibitions, he'd got this new found confidence about him. Not once during the meal had he been put down, or told that he was gonna be fucked stupid later, knowing that after, he'd be kicked out to go home. No one had ever paid attention to him apart from wanting his body, and no one had ever asked him about his aspirations or about his life. 

The meal finished and when coffee was served Carlos asked the lad if he'd ever tried Limóncello? Nathan confessed he hadn't got a clue what it was. Carlos ordered two, and told Nathe that this was a digestive, designed to round off a good meal and help the body process the food. Nathe was in awe of this man, he knew so much, I mean who'd ever heard of a digestive? Amazing! 

Carlos got up and held the back of Nathan's chair "C'mon boy, we've got places to go" Nathe giggled, as this gentleman pulled his chair away so he could get up. He felt like he was being treated like a Prince. He was. 

Carlos paid the bill and they walked out into the humid London Air. Summer in the city could be good, but the humidity was awful. They walked back to Nathes flat and at the bottom of the stairs, Carlos did something that took Nathes breath away. He picked the lad up like they'd just got married and carried him up to the front door. Nathan fumbled for his keys, unlocked it and Carlos carried him in. Nathe felt like hed just got married, like it was his honey moon. Carlos walked in still carrying Nathan,  put him on the sofa and went to the kitchen to get a beer.

 When he got back, Nathan was in tears. "Fuck, what's up Nathey, why're you crying baby?" I, I dunno, I've got so much stuff whizzing in my head, no one's ever been like this to me before". The lad started to sob into his hands, "I dunno why I feel like this". Carlos's instincts kicked in, he sat next to Nathe and wrapped his arms around him. "it's OK my Prince. No one will ever hurt you again" Carlos gently took the lads face in the palm of his hands and used this thumbs to brush away the tears. He then kissed Nathan so tenderly, to assure him everything would be OK. Carlos spoke softly to his boy "Nathey baby, are you still wearing the gift I gave you?" Nathe whimpered "yes" and Carlos felt his cock stiffen.

Nathe composed himself, embarrassed that he'd showed his emotional side yet again. Carlos released the boy tenderly from his hands and  spoke, "Nathey, I want tonight to be all about you baby, don't worry about satisfying your man, that'll come later". Carlos walked to the bathroom and returned naked. His huge body covered in hair and sweat, with the faint smell of masculinity. He sat in one of the single chairs and spoke again. "go to the bathroom and come back naked Nathey" . Nathe got up and did what he was told. He came back, slightly hunched up and covering his genitals, as his face flushed." Nathe, go and sit in the chair opposite" The lad as always complied and sat.  "I want you to drape a leg over each side, and look at me, show me your pussy baby" Carlos watched as the lad stretched his legs over arms of the chair and  then sighed at his man.

There was an eerie silence in the room. Carlos was in one chair, naked, his legs spread open and his hands behind his head, just staring at Nathes bejeweled pussy. Nathan opposite, his long smooth legs dangling over the arms of of the velvet chair, with his stuffed pink hole on display for his man to see. Carlos spoke. "Nathe, this is all about your pleasure baby, I wanna get you aroused for your man" 

Nathan could feels the cheeks of his face redden as Carlos refocused on Nathes pretty lips. Staring, he noticed how plump they were, slightly pouted and with a gap where he could see the lad breathe. He sat there imagining those lips kissing the end of his cock and sliding down  the shaft. Those, same lips would plant tender kisses on his balls, as Nathes tongue flicked out to taste his manlyness. God, how he wanted to come in the young man's mouth, how he wanted to be over him, looking down as Nathes eyes flickered lovingly from under his blonde fringe. He dreamt  of telling Nathey to open his mouth and stick out his tongue as he came. He wanted Nathe to taste his intoxicating seed so he was so drunk on it he'd want more every single day.

Carlos's day dream ended, and he spoke. "Nathey baby, reach down and pull out your gift I gave you with your left hand, but play with your right tittie at the same time" Carlos was hard, hard as a rock and there was a huge build up of precum under his foreskin. He didn't touch his cock, he wouldn't need to coz young Nathe was gonna be sucking it soon. Why touch yourself when you have the pretty little Prince to pleasure you?

Nathe touched his right nipple and reached between his splayed legs. He pulled, but the plug wouldn't come out. "C'mon baby, you can do it" Carlos whispered .He tried again, this time it came out with a quiet plop. Carlos watched as a spurt of his cum, splattered out of the pretty rosebud. He spoke again. "twist your nipple baby and push out" More cum spurted out of the precious hole. "push again baby" Nathe gasped softly as he felt his aroused ring spit more cum. "that's it baby, that's what your man wants to see". 

Carlos stared at Nathes little pink hole as it turned itself inside out, the ring of flesh suddenly getting bigger, swollen and dark red, as more of Carlos cum dribbled from that place he took his pleasure from. The lad knew Carlos was a bull of a man and when he came, he came like a stallion. He spoke again. "I want you to rub your pussy ring baby, massage my cum into it and tell me what you feel"

Nathe gasped with pleasure, as he never felt himself like this before, he'd only ever jacked off and occasionally wettened his middle finger and pushed it inside him. 

Nathe spoke softly "it feels swollen, kinda puffy, it's a nice feeling as I touch it" Carlos's cock had so much precum under the hood he thought it was gonna go off like Vesuvius. He spoke again. "Nathe you look so aroused baby, look, you got your man hard again. "Nathe looked at the thick beer can cock, and the nozzle of his foreskin glistening with clear liquid. The man got up. "Finger yourself baby, pleasure your pretty pussy" He walked across the room as his cock slapped against his six pack. Carlos stood by Natheys head and spoke again as he looked down at him. "Nathan, look at my cock and stick  your tongue out son" Nathe, now completely memorised, complied with Carlos wishes. The man put the nozzle of his foreskin just above the lads tongue and milked it. Nathan's eyes were completely glazed as he looked up at Carlos. Just then, a single strand of clear liquid, bathed the taste buds of Nathan's tongue then ran down into his throat.

The lads taste buds were on fire and he could smell the masculinity oozing from Carlos pores. He'd never been so turned on before and wanted to give himself totally for this man's pleasure. 

Carlos had set something aflame in Nathan, this need to be totally submissive to this man. He trusted him, and his instincts told him Carlos would never harm him, so he was willing to let the man do anything to satisfy his needs. 

Carlos on the other hand was the complete opposite. He had this constant desire to protect Nathe. The lad had done something to him, that was almost prime evil. Deep in his memory banks Nathe had uncovered urges in Carlos he'd never felt before. The feeling that he wanted to protect, the feeling that he wanted to look after and nurture, but also the feeling of love. This had NEVER happened before. He'd always kept his emotions locked deep inside till now. However, there was one emotion that Carlos had to control, his darkest, base, emotion of all. He had this animalistic desire to be constantly be inside Nathan, to want to fuck him both hard, but also tenderly. He was going to have to plant his seed inside this beautiful creature, every single day of his life, no matter what. 

As Carlos thoughts drifted, he became aware of Nathan nuzzling into his balls, the lad was sniffing, licking, tasting and all the time teasing his little aroused sticky pucker. The man spoke, "that's it Nathey, smell your man, does it turn you on baby, does my scent make you feel good?" He felt Nathan's head nod as the lad continued to lap at his heavy balls. 

With all that was going on, Carlos, had forgotten his manners. He reached down and gently removed Nathan's finger from his pussy and replaced it with his own. Nathe moaned out as he felt the thick digit enter that little pink hole. He moaned even louder when he felt that longer nail scrape over his  pleasure button. Carlos began scrape and massage that nubbin  deep inside Nathes little sex. Fuck! Those moans were really getting Carlos hot, God, he knew he was gonna have to take Nathe sooner than later.

All of a sudden, Carlos groaned as he felt the lads hand struggle to get around the thick girth of his dick, he then skinned it back and Carlos  watched as pretty Nathey began to plant soft kisses around the crown. This was too much for the man, he pushed his middle digit deep inside the teen and placed his other hand on the back of the lads head and spoke. "Take my cock baby", then slowly pushed it down Nathan's throat. 

Carlos faced fucked Nathe for what seemed like eternity, well, it did to Nathan, who often struggled to take the man deep into his throat. The sounds of this beautiful twink struggling with his cock turned Carlos on immensely, and he had this desire to push the kid just that little bit further every time his mouth was impaled. There was a combination of spittle and tears slavered over Carlos cock, as young Nathan wanted to please his man and improve his gag reflex. Carlos removed his penis and looked down at his Prince. "you OK baby, did you enjoy that?" Nathan inhaled deeply as he felt like his airwaves had been blocked for ever. He gasped for air, "yes, yes, I loved it, especially as you ticked my little button at the same time" The man's finger was, still inside Nathes boy hole. "You mean like this baby"? Nathe moaned as Carlos massaged his prostate and they both watched as a wave of goose bumps cascaded over Nathes smooth skin. 

The man gently removed his finger from that pulsing sheath of pleasure and spoke. "Nathe, will you do something for me?" Nathan looked at Carlos with such awe, thinking anything for you, anything you ever want. "Get on all fours on the chair baby, put your head down and arch your back. Then reach back with your hands and present your pretty little hole to your man". 

Carlos stood back in anticipation of Nathes actions. Nathan did exactly what he was told, his back arched so high, he looked like he was on heat and was waiting to be mated. When he reached back with his hands and pulled those little smooth checks open, he heard a grunt from Carlos and then air being forced through gritted teeth. "Don't look back baby, keep your head down and your arse up" 

Carlos the got on his knees behind those pert little buns, leaned in, and dragged his stubble over Natheys smooth crevice,  breathing in the lads scent. Nathan giggled and wiggled his arse to get away, but Carlos planted his own hands firmly over Nathan's to keep him in place, formed his tongue into a funnel and proceed to French kiss his Prince's pussy.

This really was the perfect match. Proof that mother nature existed, and showing natural selection at its best. A huge alpha of a man, tall, ripped and covered in a pelt of thick hair, with a nineteen year old slim, smooth, blonde, submissive twink. 

Carlos thought he died and gone to heaven as he licked, sucked, kissed and nuzzled into Nathans pretty rosebud. Meanwhile, Nathe too was in heaven, but was whimpering, moaning, crying out and making the cutest little yelps every time the man's tongue went deeper. 

It was time. Carlos needed to be inside his Prince. He stopped what he was doing and looked at his handy work. There before him was the cutest little hole, so aroused it was like a tiny pink glazed donut. Carlos whispered to his lad. "Nathey, push yourself out for your man, let me watch you bloom". Nathan as usual complied with any wish his man asked for, and Carlos watched as he slowly pushed himself open and that pretty tiny little pink donut turned inside out. Carlos gritted his teeth and shook his head from side to side. "Damn Nathe, you sure know how to get your man hot". Nathe giggled, but had no idea what was going to happen next. Carlos removed a hand and  proceeded to attach the precum stringing from the end of the lads cock onto his middle finger, he then teased it over that beautiful ring. Nathe whimpered out. Carlos removed his other hand and spoke. "Stay exactly as you are Nathey, don't move". He stood up, and took his cock in his left hand and placed the tip of his manhood against the lads pussy. Slowly he pulled back his foreskin and a huge blob of pre cum glazed the boys entrance. He then massaged it with the crown of his cock, and this time, Nathe groaned out. He knew what was about to happen. He knew he was about to be taken and was to give himself to his man. Carlos stood there watching as he milked the tube at the back of his shaft to get every bit of precum over the boys pussy lips. 

Nathe never ceased to keep surprising him and he raised his eyebrows as nineteen year old Nathan pulled open his cheeks as wide as he could. Carlos thought, could Nathey showing me he wants to get fucked, or is he getting comfortable for the ride? He grinned. There was something slutty about young Nathan's actions. Him in that chair, arse up with his cheeks pulled open and head buried in the cushion, oh yeah, that boy DOES wanna fucked tonight.

 Yet again, Carlos gritted his teeth and nodded his head from side to side. "God baby, you're making your man wanna nut in that sweet pussy again", he then pushed forward with one huge thrust and Nathan squeeled out.