The Relationship Grows Stronger
I woke in the morning with Dave ‘spooned’ into my back and there was no mistaking his arousal. The fun part was he was still fast asleep, so I managed to ease myself free, and when he moved onto his back, positioned myself so I could take advantage of his erection. My kiss on his glans woke him.
“Wha ..?”
“Good morning, my beloved,” I smiled at his half asleep confusion. “May I give you a morning relief?”
“Since you ask …” his hands cupped my face, his penis still touching my lips. “I like this kind of wake-up …”
“Thank you, sir.” My lips began to explore his shaft and he sighed and lay back, spreading his legs to give me full access. Taking my time I used all the little tricks I knew he loved and kept him on the edge for a long time. I knew he’d crossed the threshold when he grabbed my head and held me firmly with his spurting cock ejecting cum into my throat.
When he’d reached the end of his climax, and with his member now limp in my mouth, he released his grip and I lifted my head free, licked my lips and grinned.
“Thank you, sir.” Kissing his navel, I asked, “Shall I make Sir some coffee?”
“No,” grabbing me, he threw me onto my back next to him. “”First I’m going to enjoy a good dose of you!”
“Ooooh, sir! Be gentle, please! I’m a poor innocent youth …”
“Oh really?” Straddling me, he grabbed my wrists and pushed them to the headboard, “Well, my not so innocent youth, prepare to be sexually ravaged.”
Laughing I let him fasten the cuffs to my wrists securing them to the ends of the headboard. Then he was between my legs and sending me heavenward with his exploration of my erection and my balls. As I had done to him, he managed to hold me just short of ejaculating until I was desperate for that final release. Then he sucked me dry, and before I could protest, had begun to fit the chastity belt.
“You’re staying in this today, slave!” Releasing my wrists, he kissed me firmly on the mouth. “Minx, go and make us some coffee while I think about what I’m going to do with you for the rest of the weekend!”
“Yes, sir,” I kissed him gently. “Thank you, Dave.” Kissing him again, I hugged him. “And Thank you for this, for teaching me to be your lover, your playmate,” I laughed, “And now your slave.”
Bringing the coffees to the bed, I knelt beside it.
“Dave, will you do something for me?”
“Anything, Tom.” Stroking my cheek he smiled. “I love you more than anything. What do you want?”
“I want …” I swallowed, “you to fuck me. Not like Jones did, but face to face, slowly and gently so I can feel you …” Giving him a quick smile, I explained, “It hurt the way he did it, and I hated his just taking me … but while he fucked me, it felt good, and afterwards … when I walked home, it felt, I don’t know, as if my system was, sort of, ‘happy’ …”
“I know what you mean …” Dave reached out and stroked my shoulder. “Okay, my love. Let’s do it. Get up on the bed and I’ll go and fetch some lube. He paused. “Want me to use a condom?”
“No.” I shook my head. “No condom. I want to have your cum inside me.” Grinning, I said, “Breed me properly.”
Returning with the lube he helped me get the right position, then took his time, gently massaging the lube around my tight ring. Slowly and carefully, he worked a finger inside me, taking lube with it. After several of these gentle—and extremely stimulating—penetrations, he had me raise my legs over his shoulders and positioned himself carefully.
“Ready, love?” He asked softly.
I didn’t reply, just putting my hands on his gorgeous hips. His ‘head’ touched my now lubed opening and I felt myself tense, remembering how Jones’ stretching me had hurt. But Dave took his time. Increasing the pressure slowly, he gradually forced me open.
There was a brief moment of discomfort—nothing like the hurt Jones had caused—and I felt myself stretching to admit that thick shaft as Dave entered fully. Automatically my hips thrust toward him, welcoming the intrusion as he sank deeper. A tremor ran through me as he pressed against the chastity belt covering my crotch at the full extent of his penetration. I tightened my legs over his back, and gripped his buttocks with my hands as I opened my eyes to look at his face and smiled …
“Yes, my love. You feel so good inside me …” Clenching my muscle around his shaft, I shuddered. “Enjoy me, love, fill me with your cream …”
His thrusts slowly gathered pace until I was panting, my imprisoned member straining to escape, as he pounded into me. His final thrust was accompanied by a gasp, and a shudder as he came, each burst of cum accompanied by a further thrust. Then, all too soon, his softening member slipped free. I lowered my legs and surrendered to his fierce embrace, returning it with my own.
Bathed in our sweat, we clung to each other, our mouths hungrily seeking to kiss everywhere we could make contact without releasing our embrace. My body glowed, and I felt as if I was ‘high’ on some mood enhancing drug. I felt fulfilled in some way. I wanted nothing more than to be held, and loved like this.
We showered together after Dave had removed my chastity belt.
“And now, my love,” he growled as we stood face to face, “I’m going to make us a cooked breakfast while you nip down to the baker’s and get us a half dozen of their crusty rolls.”
“With pleasure, love,” I replied—his idea of a cooked breakfast includes bacon and eggs just the way I love them, baked beans, toast and rolls, with jam and some fruit on the side … “But didn’t you say I couldn’t leave the flat without being locked in …?”
“I did,” he retorted, “But I’m hungry, you’re dressed, and I want my breakfast.” Laughing, he released me. “Of course, there might be a punishment if I think you’ve been naughty …”
“Yes, sir.” Grabbing my wallet I headed downstairs laughing and let myself out.
This being Saturday morning and already after nine, the street was busy, though it was windy and cold. The bakery still had a good supply of the fresh hot rolls Dave loved and I had a thermal bag to carry them in. In the ten minutes my errand took, Dave had laid a table, prepared the toaster and set to work frying the bacon and the eggs immediately I returned.
It was perfectly timed, and we lingered, enjoying it.
“I had an idea while you were out,” Dave began as we cleared up. “Your responses to the sensory deprivation hood last night and to being restrained have given me an idea—if you like bondage we can explore it.”
“That hood is bloody intense, but I’ve never been scared of being in small spaces—I used to hide in a sort of trunk when my parents and my sisters were arguing or picking on me.” I grinned, “And it’s actually quite fun to be totally helpless with someone you trust …”
“I knew you were my perfect, companion and playmate,” he said, hugging me. “Thanks for trusting me, Tom.”
“Of course I trust you, Dave.” I grinned, unable to resist teasing him. “And if you’ve made me pregnant … I’m going to insist on marriage!”
“Made you ..?” His laugh presaged an embrace that squeezed the breath out of me, followed by an intense kiss. “If you don’t agree to marry me immediately I’m going to have to kidnap you and hold you prisoner until you agree to it.”
“Oh sir!” I fluttered my eyelashes at him, “You wouldn’t abuse a poor innocent, virgin, youth so … perhaps locking him in some deep dungeon … in chains, his manhood in a cruel chastity belt …”
“All of that, and demand that he shares my bed every night, helpless to resist being ravaged by me …” His laughter was infectious.
“Then I’ll marry you, sir. On one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“That you show me how to share your bed while helpless and letting you ‘ravage’ me …”
Laughing, we did the dishes, tidied the flat and went out to lunch, both of us wearing our chastity belts.
Over the weekend, the hood featured twice more, and my opening got another stretching, this time spooned into Dave, and he having secured my wrists and ankles to the bed, mounted my erection, four times.
I went to work on Monday, locked in my chastity belt with a spring in my step and feeling on top of the world, Dave’s final cum load working its magic in my butt. My boss noticed my mood, but his teasing just made the memory, and the anticipation of going home to Dave all the better.
