Previously
Josh was rendered nearly speechless when Caine proposed they formalize their relationship as Keyholder and Charge, but this felt so right he let his mouth do the talking and his brain catch up. “Two things. First, you’re 100% right about me, and what I appreciate most is that you respect me for it. It’s hard for a man like me—any man—to willingly submit to another. To acquiesce. To surrender. And I appreciate the strength you see in that.” They stared into each other’s eyes to punctuate their mutual understanding of this difficult truth.
“And secondly”, he finally added, “I would be honored to be your Charge and would lean over to kiss you if there weren’t a room full of people here.”
“That’s the point, Little Man”, Caine laughed. “Don’t you know by now this Club is filled with Caine’s and Josh’s. That’s why we’re here. Everyone in this room is a Keyholder or a Charge. We unlock relationships like ours. We validate them and love each other as a result.” And with that, he put his hand behind Josh’s head and pulled him in for the singularly most romantic kiss either had ever encountered.
First soft, then intense, then tongue, and then Caine pulled back before someone yelled “Get a room!”. But then he did the next best thing. He slid his hand under the table and squeezed Josh’s now-hard bulge.
Looking Josh straight in the eyes, squeezing hard, he asked, “Who owns this, boy?”
“You do, Sir”, Josh murmured happily.
“Damn right I do. Now let’s get upstairs.”
Josh paused, smiled, and simply whispered, “Yes, Sir.”
Chapter 5
The elevator ride was intensely quiet. Both Caine’s and Josh’s minds were racing with the events that had unfolded, and words couldn’t do the moment justice. Caine gazed into Josh’s eyes reaching deep into his soul and silently conveyed ‘I’ve been waiting for this moment forever.’ Josh heard the unspoken message as clearly as if Caine had shouted it and responded in kind, ‘Me too, Sir. I’ve loved you since I was 13.’ Not a word was said, but the conversation was deafening.
At its conclusion, Caine pulled Josh into him with an embrace so strong it would’ve injured a less fit person. He clutched Josh fearing that this were all a dream, and if he let go, Josh would evaporate.
Once in the apartment Caine relaxed into his favorite arm chair and admired Josh, who stood there awkwardly, not knowing what was expected of him. Josh wisely waited for Caine to take the lead, but Caine was as shaken as Josh and was buying time. Finally, he regained his composure and did what he had longed to do since stepping into Josh’s office months ago, “Take off your clothes. All of them”, he ordered in a deadpan voice. Caine studied him closely as Josh ceremonially disrobed and was surprised to see that he’d worn one of his sexiest speedos as underwear that night. “Good call, Little Man, and nodded for him to continue.
Josh slowly slid the suit down his legs finally revealing to Caine his lacquered skin, his recently developed 8-pack, his perfectly shaped Adonis belt leading Caine’s eyes straight to his throbbingly hard cock. It wasn’t massive, it wasn’t even that big, but that didn’t matter. Josh had what he needed to keep Caine happy.
Josh stood in front of Caine, fully aware he was being judged and it felt strangely appropriate. He was handing himself over to Caine; it was fitting that Caine should evaluate him and broke the silence with a simple remark, “You’re beautiful.”
In Josh’s most optimistic fantasies, he’d never stood before Caine nude and had him tell him he was beautiful. Tonight, had already exceeded his most ardent hopes.
“Now pour me a bourbon” Caine added, pointing to the bar, “and pour yourself one too.”
Josh obeyed, pleased that he was being offered one and he handed Caine his drink, still sitting in the chair, fully clothed. Without missing a beat, Caine pointed to the floor between his spread legs and said simply “Kneel. Get comfortable down there. That’s your new home.”
Josh could barely contain his elation. Kneeling at the feet of the man he’d fantasized about since his childhood. Once down, he settled back onto his ankles and gazed up into the eyes of the man who would become his master.
Caine held out his bourbon to toast and once the glasses clinked, cleared his throat as though he were beginning a speech. “Josh, you amaze me more every day. At the office, you’re a lion, punching well above your weight. You’re an incredible source of pride for me.” Then he paused for effect and then softly added, “And here at home, you’re a lamb. You’ve embraced your role and you’ve captured my heart.” Josh melted hearing the words and had to blink back tears.
Caine let that sit for a few moments before he continued.
“But there’s more. This won’t be easy”, Caine continued leaving Josh confused. “This”, he asserted as he motioned vaguely to his growing bulge, “this you must earn. You know what I’m talking about”, he stated firmly.
“I think so Sir.”
“Tell me” Caine ordered.
Sheepishly, Josh responded, “You, Sir. All of you.”
“Say it!” Caine said sternly. “I want to hear you say it.”
Josh had to pause for courage and then finally said, “Your cock, Sir, I want to earn your cock.”
“That’s right boy. My cock. Now put your drink down and claim it. I want you to see exactly what your prize will be.”
Josh did exactly as told. He unbuckled Caine’s belt buckle, pants, and unzipped him. Caine lifted his hips and nodded to continue so Josh pulled his pants down around his knees while Caine removed his shirt. There sat Caine, fully naked staring down at Josh.
Still on his knees, Josh was now face-to-face with what had been hiding behind Caine’s speedo all these years. His semi-erect, massively thick cock, cut, throbbing with veins and lengthening before his very eyes. Josh’s mouth watered he wanted it so badly.
“You want that, don’t you, Little Man?” Caine asked with genuine concern in his voice.
“Yes Sir. So badly Sir”, Josh said, wanting to convey the depth of his feelings for him.
“Like I said, you have to earn it. Go into my closet and bring me the Mahogony chest off the top shelf.”
As Josh walked away, Caine admired the ass of all asses. Josh’s back was a near-perfect V shape culminating in two beautifully round melons divided by a crack that begged to be violated. He lusted after the boy, but he also wanted to protect him. Guide him. Nurture him. It was exactly as it should be.
Josh returned with the chest and placed it on Caine’s naked lap who opened it, studied the contents and pulled something out Josh couldn’t see. “Over here,” Caine ordered him to kneel at his side.
“Close your eyes”, and Josh quickly felt Caine’s strong hands rubbing, circling, and then pinching his nipples. “Keep your eyes closed and take a deep breath”, Caine said quietly.
Josh felt Caine pinch his left nip followed by a significant clamp. Then the same on the right. The pain shot straight to his leaking cock, but settled in quickly leaving him uncomfortable and with growing evidence that he was now owned. What happened to his body was now out of his control.
Caine said, “Ok, open your eyes and look what you’ve become”. Josh looked down to find a nipple clamp on each nip connected by a chain. The sight and sensation put him nearly over the top. Even a slight breeze sweeping across his cock would’ve made him cum.
“You’re my boy now, officially,” Caine said with a slight smile. “How does that feel?” he asked.
“Amazing, Sir”, Josh answered without thinking about it.
“I thought it would” Caine smiled and then hooked a weight to the middle of the chain, slightly increasing the pressure on the clamps, and asked, “This feel even better?”
Squirming, but secretly loving it, Josh answered in a softer voice, “Yes, Sir.”
“Good boy” Caine responded as he ran his hands through Josh’s hair.
Good boy. Those two words again. Josh thought to himself that those two words alone would allow him to endure anything Caine threw at him.
Without warning, Caine glanced down at his now throbbing cock with a bead of precum at the tip, and exclaimed, “Damn boy, look what you’ve done to me. Watching you like this is making my cock leak.”
Josh was still at eye level with his cock so simply looked straight ahead and, indeed, saw exactly what Caine was referring to.
“You want that, don’t you boy. You want to taste that.”
Josh couldn’t hold back, “Yes Sir, please Sir!”
“You took the clamps like a champ, so you’ve earned it. But just a taste; only the tip of your tongue, do you understand?
Smiling ear-to-ear, Josh replied, “Oh..yes…Sir!” and leaned down and carefully grazed the bead of pre-cum off the tip of Caine’s swollen mushroom head.
Before he could even close his mouth, Caine pulled his Josh’s face to his, “I want to taste it too” and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Josh tried his best to feed what little cum he’d lapped up, but there wasn’t enough to make it matter. Caine had used it as an excuse to show his affection, while still denying Josh what he craved most.
“I love the way you kiss, Little Man” Caine said as he released him.
“Thank you, Sir” he responded and then courageously added, “I hope we get to do it a lot.”
“Don’t worry boy, we will”, he smiled.
But Caine wasn’t done taunting him. He proudly presented his throbbing member so it was nearly touching Josh’s lips, “What do you see, boy?”
Wondering if this was a trick question, Josh paused but answered, “Your cock, Sir?”
“And how would you describe it?” Caine continued.
Josh paused again, looking for just the right word. The one that would capture both his genuine awe as well as his desire for what was just inches away. “Magnificent, Sir.”
“Good answer, Little Man”, Caine smiled. “And what is it you want from it”, Caine continued.
This was his chance, Josh thought. His desire tumbled out of his mouth, “I want to suck it, Sir. I want you to cum in my mouth and I want to swallow every drop. And I want you to fuck me…HARD…Sir, and breed me. Breed me like I’m your…” his voice softening “….your bitch.”
There, I said it, Josh thought to himself.
“You are my bitch, Josh, I thought I made that clear.”
Now at a loss for words, Josh could simply respond, “Really Sir? Please tell me you’re not fucking around with me.”
Caine grabbed his hands and pulled him closer, “Josh, how do I get this through your thick skull? At the office you’re my protégé. Here in our home, you’re my bitch. That’s how this will work.”
Josh nearly collapsed in his arms when he said that, and it wasn’t lost on Josh that Caine described it as “our” home. He was so moved he could only answer, “Yes Sir….thank you Sir!”
“Good, now let’s take this into the bedroom”, and scooped up Josh and threw him over his shoulder.
Despite the bravado, Caine carefully laid Josh on his back with his head near the foot of the bed. He sat down next to him and tenderly caressed his entire body, admiring every muscled inch, notably avoiding Josh’s erection despite its plea for attention. “Did I tell you how beautiful you are?” he asked again.
Josh, unable to grasp the reality of the moment could only answer, “Yes, Sir, but thank you again.” Josh wanted more than anything to stroke his own cock, but he knew he had relinquished control of his body. Caine would decide where and when—or even if—he could touch himself. And he was totally at peace with that.
“You’re doing so well, Little Man”, he said as he gave the chain connecting his nipple a tug. Josh stifled a grimace but felt honored to be used this way. “So well, I may…speed things up a bit. But first…” Caine’s voice trailed off and went back to the closet where, apparently, there were more toys waiting for Josh. He pulled out a pair of leather cuff-like objects. Each had two cuffs which secured his wrists to his thighs. He could no longer touch his cock (or anything else) even if he wanted to, which was probably a blessing for Josh.
With his hands secured, Caine pulled Josh down toward the foot of the bed leaving his head hanging over the edge, upside down. “Like I said earlier, you’ll need to earn my cock. Start with my balls. If you do a good job, I’ll give you more”, Caine said as he straddled Josh’s face and slowly dropped his balls to his mouth.
Josh thought he’d died and gone to heaven. The smell of Caine’s crotch was intoxicating, a mix of fresh shower, the slight sweat of the evening heightened by the confinement of his underwear. He opened his mouth and barely reached his ball sack with his tongue. Caine was taunting him, but he was able to reach one of the balls. It was pure nirvana. Caine groaned approval the instant Josh’s mouth devoured his sack and he instinctively dropped down further for Josh to take even more. Like an animal, Josh opened his mouth wider to take both at once. He could barely breathe his mouth was so full, but his need for oxygen paled in comparison with the pleasure he was giving Caine. This was the moment he’d waited years for; something as insignificant as breathing wasn’t going to stop him now.
“What a good boy….what a talented mouth…” Caine groaned as Josh licked and sucked furiously. Caine shifted weight from one foot to another, signaling Josh to focus on one ball, then the other, and back-and-forth. After an interminable time, Caine shifted slightly to give Josh access to his taint. Feeling like he’d won the lottery, Josh craned his neck to savor that small strip of flesh that he knew was wildly sensitive.
“Oh, Joshie” Caine moaned. “That’s my boy…eat it all. Keep it up Little Man”. Those words from Caine meant more to Josh than all the professional praise in the world. He was pleasing the man he’d idolized since childhood.
Without warning, Caine turned around and propped himself up so that he sat with his back against the headboard pillows. He spread his legs and pointed for Josh to crawl in between them. “Joshie, you’re a fast learner. I was going to make you work harder for it, but you’re proving you worth. Climb in, but go slow….we have all night.”
“Am I a good boy, Sir?” Josh couldn’t help but ask, feeling childish but consumed by the moment.
“You are so. Fucking. Good. Joshie. Keep it up Little Man.”
Time stopped; Josh beamed with delight.
But with his hands secured to his sides, it was difficult to get the leverage he’d need to swallow Caine deep, and Josh considered that maybe that was what Caine had intended. Make the boy work for it, he thought to himself. Josh kneel-walked up between his legs and bent at the waist so his face was inches from Caine’s cock. “May I, Sir?” he asked.
“Go for it, boy”, he responded. “Show your daddy what you got.”
Josh slowly lowered himself and gently kissed the tip, where another bead of pre-cum had appeared, then wrapped his lips around Caine’s mushroom-sized crown and gently sucked whatever pre-cum he’d missed. His instinct was to simply swallow Caine whole, but the angle was tricky without the use of his hands. He decided to lay flat on his stomach so that his mouth rested in Caine’s crotch and worked his cock with his tongue. Josh was in heaven.
Josh stayed buried in Caine’s crotch for what seemed like an eternity, savoring all of Caine’s manhood. He’d get him to nearly climax, then back off. Near-climax, back off. He sensed Caine was impressed with his skills, but he was proud of himself regardless.
When it nearly became too much for Caine, he removed Josh’s restraints, pulled him up onto him, torso-to-torse, cocks grinding. They laid there for a second eternity. Josh trying not to hump Caine, knowing it would make him shoot, and Caine enjoying his battle. Josh let himself become a rag doll in Caine’s arms, relishing every embrace, every lick, every kiss, and every one of Caine’s middle fingers that found its way to his hole.
Finally, when he was getting close, and assumed Josh was as well, he pushed him back down onto his cock. “Finish me off, boy. Show me what you’re worth.”
The implied degradation of being treated like a whore hit Josh hard….in the best possible way. He committed himself to give Caine a lifechanging blow job. He cupped his balls with one hand, lovingly stroked his veiny cock with his other, and swallowed him down to its base. He literally worshipped Caine’s long steel-like rod. Josh had enough experience his cock went straight down his throat on his first swallow. “Holy fuck, boy. Where’d you learn that?” Caine moaned.
Daddy like that? Josh thought to himself.
“Take me, boy. Take your daddy down all the way”.
Josh pulled off long enough to groan, “Yes, Sir,” and then deep-throated him again.
Despite pools of drool everywhere, Josh continued to taunt him….getting him close, pulling off, close, off, until Caine couldn’t take it any longer. With his hands in Josh’s hair, Caine pushed him down deeper than Josh had ever taken a man. He couldn’t breathe, but Caine was so close it didn’t take long for him to blast off in Josh’s mouth.
Thick, warm pulses flooded his throat, but Josh saved some in his mouth to share. Between blasts, Caine moaned, “Save….some…for…me…”
By the time Caine’s convulsions had subsided, Josh had a mouthful. Wasting no time, Caine pulled Josh up, flipped him on his back, climbed on top of him and met him with a huge open-mouth kiss, sucking his seed from his mouth. They snowballed it back and forth between them, sweating, grinding, and smearing Caine’s cum in each other’s faces. It was pure lust that neither wanted to end.
Eventually they laid side-by-side, their hearts beating in unison. Josh nuzzled into Caine like he could be stolen from him at any moment, and he couldn’t allow that to happen. Caine responded by tenderly stroking Josh’s back and cupping his wonderfully round ass. More than once, he stroked his fingertips into his crack paying special attention to his hole, which made Josh shudder.
“You liked that, didn’t you? You liked swallowing my cum.” Caine broke the silence.
“Oh, yes Sir” Josh grinned.
“Good, because there’s plenty more where that came from. I’m going to want that every day from you.”
“Plan on it, Sir”, Josh replied with a smile.
“I bet you want me to fuck you, too.”
“Oh, please Sir, please” Josh begged.
“In good time, Little Man, but, like I said, you have to earn it. Tonight was a promising start, but you have a long way to go.” To taunt him, Caine spit on his middle finger and found Josh’s hole.
“Oh my god…” Josh moaned.
“You’re gonna have to keep working for it, Joshie boy.”
“Whatever you say, Sir” as Caine’s finger invaded his hole
“We’re not done for tonight, yet.” Caine said as he rose and went back to the closet full of toys. “Sit on the edge of the bed”.
As Josh did, Caine knelt behind him and secured a leather choker around his neck. “This is to remind you who owns you.” He whispered in his ear, giving Josh the chills.
Then he secured the choker to a leather strap about halfway up the bed, so that when they both laid down, Josh’s head could only reach Caine’s waist.
Confused, Josh knew better than to ask.
Then Caine pulled out something else Josh couldn’t see, but heard a lube bottle open and what sounded like it being applied to something.
“Spread your legs”, Caine ordered. Josh, now on his side in the middle of the bed, felt Caine insert what felt like a plug into him. It burned going in, but once it breached his tight hole, it nestled in like it’d found its new home.
“Feel good, Joshie?”
“Yes Sir,” Josh responded, somewhat embarrassed.
“Now tell me how this feels….” Caine said as he pushed a remote and a surge of electricity vibrated up Josh’s hole. “Oh…my…fucking…god,” Josh shuddered, unable to disguise his pleasure.
“Like that, boy?”
“I….think so….Sir,” Josh croaked, wondering how much he’d actually be able to endure.
Caine laid back down where he’d been for the epic blowjob with his head propped up by pillows. But now Josh was tethered to the side of the bed with his head essentially in Caine’s groin, and his feet hanging off the end of the bed. In a slightly taunting, but loving voice, Caine said, “It’s time for bed, little man. You said you want my cock. Tonight I’ll let you prove it. Every time I wake up during the night, I want to feel your mouth around me, sucking like your life depended on it. If I wake up and I’m not in your mouth, your new little friend is going to give you a reminder” and he sent Josh a jolt of electricity through the plug. “If you do well tonight Josh, tomorrow you may get your wish” and followed it with yet another short zap from the electronic vibrator.
Josh turned to his side, curled around Caine’s waist, and immediately inhaled his now soft dick. He tasted wonderful. The essence of sweat and leftover cum overtook him as he laid his head in Caine’s lap and suckled his cock like a newborn baby sucking his mother.
Caine laid back, affectionally running his fingers through his boy’s hair, wondering how he got so lucky.
Josh found himself in a fantasy. Nestled between the legs of his mentor, curled up around his waist, with the choker reminding him he was owned. His lifelong idol had only one command: Keep sucking…all night long. He was exactly where he should be.
Neither would get much sleep, but that was ok. Each of their dreams had been realized although in different ways. Caine had unequivocably elevated their relationship to the next level. He was Josh’s Keyholder, with everything that implied. He had claimed him, heart, body, soul. There was no turning back. And they were just getting started.
For Josh, a different dream had been realized. He recalled that afternoon when he swam with Jake’s dad, Mr. Barrows, and experienced how right it felt to be steered, to be ordered, to be controlled. No less by a masculine, dominant authority figure wearing nothing but a tiny speedo. And how that man was his Keyholder.
Tonight was the beginning of a new life for both of them.
--To be continued--
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