Previously
Tethered so his head only reached Caine’s waist, Josh turned to his side and inhaled Caine’s now soft dick. The essence of sweat and leftover cum overtook him as he laid his head in his lap and suckled his cock like a newborn baby sucking his mother.
Josh found himself in a fantasy. Each of them had realized a lifelong dream. Caine had taken 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.
For Josh, a different dream had been realized. He recalled that afternoon when he swam with his friend 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 he was his Charge.
Tonight was the beginning of a new life for both of them.
Chapter 6
Josh was living his fantasy. Covered in blankets, his body nestled between Caine’s legs, his lips wrapped around Caine’s cock like his life depended on it. Caine slept and its softness laid gently in his mouth. And when Josh fell asleep and stopped sucking, Caine somehow knew and sent an electric vibration into Josh’s hole. The level of voltage wasn’t cruel; it was simply a reminder of Josh’s obligation to his Keyholder.
The feeling of Caine’s semi-erect cock in Josh’s mouth was his world. Nothing else mattered. Every time he felt it growing he felt a sense of pride, that he had achieved what he was put on this earth for. To please Caine, to satisfy him. To take him to orgasm.
And he was completely at peace with that.
Josh was in a cave that consisted of nothing but he and Caine’s cock, and lost track of time. Well into the night he received another “reminder” up his rectum and got back to work. This time Caine responded enthusiastically. Feeling his member swell up in Josh’s mouth was unmistakable affirmation. Josh was doing what was expected of him, what he was born to do, what Caine had chosen him, over others, to do. He positioned himself directly over Caine’s cock and dutifully slid his tongue up and down the shaft, paying particular attention to Caine’s swelling mushroom head. He audibly sighed to let Caine know his cock was now the epicenter of his life.
He licked, sucked, gnawed at his balls, aggressively attacked his taint with his tongue, as if he could be replaced. Although his own cock was as engorged as Caine’s he didn’t dare allow any friction, knowing the result would be out of his control. He was 100% focused on Caine’s pleasure, and Caine let him know he was doing it right.
Caine’s hips swiveled and he pushed himself into Josh’s mouth. His hand, now under the covers, pressed Josh’s face into him so that, more than once, Josh had to pull back for oxygen. “That’s it, Little Man”, Caine would reassure him. “Keep going…” sending Josh reassuring signals.
In the blackness, Josh had to rely on his sense of taste, touch, and hearing to guide him. All of them pointed to Caine’s pleasure. First, the taste of Caine’s precum. He was flowing like a faucet and Josh lapped him up, savoring every drop as if it were his last. Second, the steel-like girth of Caine’s erection. His cock was like a scalding hot metal pole oozing a delicious nectar. Josh licked it stroked it, and sucked it, all the while bringing it closer and closer to explosion. And finally, Caine’s filthy, degrading scorn. “Swallow that cock whole, you dirty little slut” he’d moan. “Take it all, show daddy what a good boy you are.” “Lap up every drop of cum or you’ll be punished.” Josh was turned-on beyond measure and every taste, grasp, and whispered word made him work harder for Caine’s load.
Unclear who was more aroused, Caine, or Josh, Caine flipped Josh on his back, straddled his face and slapped him repeatedly with his cock. Finally, he whisper-yelled, “Take my dirty seed….swallow every….fucking …drop…” and blasted what felt like quarts of hot, creamy jizz down his willing throat and over his face and hair. Forgetting himself, Josh moved his hand to his cock but Craine slapped it away, “Don’t. You. Fucking. Dare” he barked. “I’m the one who decides when you get to cum.
Josh hoped to remember this moment forever. His mentor unloading on him while denying him any pleasure of his own. It was the best of both worlds. Giving pleasure to his deserving superior and receiving none in return.
Once Caine’s heart rate returned to normal, he unhooked Josh from the leather strap that tethered him to the middle of the bed and pulled him into a warm embrace from behind.
Josh had a revelation that would live with him as long as he knew Caine. Josh was aware of Caine’s 6’7” wingspan, amazing even for an Olympic swimmer. But now, for the first time, he was embraced within it, swallowed into it, consumed by it. It was like Caine could wrap his arms around the two of them twice and still have arm to spare. It was a feeling that even his most vivid fantasy couldn’t have imagined. If love could be felt physically, this would be it.
Snoring within minutes, Josh nestled into Caine; long sought and finally found.
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Caine woke mid-morning to the sounds and smells of breakfast. After a quick bathroom stop, he spotted Josh in the kitchen in nothing but an apron, showcasing his beautiful round globes. Caine quietly pulled up behind him and pulled him into an embrace. “And to think, I get to wake up to this every morning” he smiled as he ground his bathrobe covered cock into Josh’s ass. “If I’m your boy, won’t this be my job?” Josh said as he leaned back into Caine’s warm arms. “Breakfast” Caine added, “…or this?” he asked as let his bathrobe fall open and ground his bare cock into his backside.
“Both”, Josh smiled.
“Smart boy,” Caine nuzzled his ear, but continued. “But not so fast, I’m afraid. We’ve got work to do today, and not legal work. Keyholder 101” he smiled.
Eager to hear what was coming, Josh plated breakfast, and Caine began. “I knew this day was coming, and you’re reaction to my ‘proposal’ last night was exactly what I was hoping for. Josh, I want you in every possible way. As my trusted colleague, as my confidante, as my lover, and” pausing he added…”as my submissive. I have no misgivings about demanding this from you because I know you want this as much as I do. Am I right?”
Taking Caine’s hand in his, he answered, “Of course you’re right” and then added with a cheeky smile, “Sir.”
“Good boy”, Caine responded.
Then he got serious again and continued, “But for that to happen, there will be certain expectations for you. Rules. Demands…” and then pausing again, “…and consequences for not complying.”
This discussion was filing Josh’s cock with blood once again, and the apron wasn’t doing a good job covering it.
“I would expect that, Sir,” he answered soberly. “In fact, I’d be disappointed if there weren’t.”
“Good answer, boy. Any other answer would’ve been unacceptable.” Standing up, he continued, “I took the liberty of writing them down. I’ll get them from my den so you can see what you’ve signed up for.”
Caine returned quickly with a ceremonial looking document, reminding josh of a graduation diploma.
Handing it to him, he said, “Read it aloud.”
Josh picked it up and began to read.
“Rules for Submission”, he began and looked at Caine for approval to proceed. “Go on, boy”, he assured him, “and I want to hear your response to each.”
“This document cements my role as Sir Caine’s Charge into which I enter with no hesitation. I will do everything in my power to comply, but if for some reason I cannot or choose not to, I may withdraw with no negative consequences, personally or professionally.” Looking up to Caine, he immediately answered, “That won’t be a problem.”
“Go on”, Caine ordered.
“Number 1. I will address you as Sir, Master, or Daddy when alone in our home. Any deviation will result in punishment.” Josh looked up at him with raised eyebrows and smiled broadly, “Yes, SIR!”, and Caine nodded. “Good boy”.
“Number 2. When alone in our home, I will be nude or wear only a jock strap, a speedo or other revealing swimsuit, at my Master’s discretion.” Evoking a big smile, Josh responded, “That won’t be a problem at all, Sir.”
“Number 3. I will be prepared for anal penetration 24/7, therefore I will douche routinely and thoroughly.” This was getting more and more real and sent chills up and down Josh’s spine “I’m serious about this one, boy”, Caine said sternly. “Of course, Sir”, Josh responded gravely.
“Number 4. I may NEVER cum without my Master’s permission. Failure to comply will result in SEVERE punishment.” Josh stopped to reflect on this. Would he honestly be able to obey this? Caine seemed to believe he could so he’d have to try.
But before Josh could go on, Caine interrupted, “Josh, this one…it troubles you.”
“Sir” he whimpered. “I’ll try my best, but sometimes I don’t have control over this, if you know what I mean.”
“This isn’t negotiable Josh. I will train you”, he said unequivocally. “Yes, Sir” Josh answered in an even softer voice.
“Number 5. Corporal punishment is to be expected. Sometimes punitive, sometime indulgent. I will find it rewarding.” He paused and looked up at Caine expectedly, “Sir?” he whispered as if he were already being punished. Caine took Josh’s hands in his, looked him in the eyes and said, “Josh, we’ve only scratched the surface. I expect you to expand your boundaries. Are you telling me you don’t want that?”
“I do Sir, I promise I do”, Josh pleaded.
“Good boy. I promise to only give you what I know you can tolerate. I think you’ll surprise yourself.”
This imagery sent blood rushing once again to Josh’s cock. His most extreme fantasies were taking shape.
“Number 6. On occasion my Master may share me and I will comply enthusiastically.” Josh put the page down and quietly asked, “Is this one negotiable Sir?” Caine frowned and said simply, “None of this is negotiable, Josh. You should know that,” he replied firmly.
Josh got up and walked to Caine and leaned into him. “Promise me, Sir, that when you punish me, or ‘loan me out’, you’ll be there for me?”
“You have my word mate”, Caine said as he pulled him into a hug. “I’d never do anything to hurt you. You’re my subby little bloke” and pulled him into a long, passionate kiss.
Caine decided the two would spend the afternoon at the Club’s pool. It was a beautiful summer day and Caine reminded Josh he hadn’t spent an afternoon there when the vibe was more recreational and less competitive. Caine “suggested” Josh wear an especially low-cut speedo and when they got to the pool Josh felt completely at home wearing his slutty Charlie Bymz Lifeguard Brief. Caine was wearing his favorite Todd Sanfield suit which was so tiny it likely would’ve been banned on some public beaches. Caine guided Josh to a pair of lounges like a proud father, and all eyes were on them. Everyone else, clad in equally thirsty swimwear seemed to be aware that Josh had been made a Charge the previous night and were eager to see the pair as a couple. They weren’t disappointed as they held hands, cuddled, swam, rough-housed, looking like a couple on their honeymoon.
It was precisely the vibe Caine was hoping for to put them both in the mood for what would follow that evening, because, for Josh, it was like he was losing his virginity. Caine knew full well that Josh had had a robust sexual education, but this was different. He wanted to give him an experience he’d remember for the rest of his life.
It was a long, sultry afternoon full of stolen glances, swelling bulges, suntan oil rubdowns, and occasional cocktails served by the speedo-clad staff of young men at The Club.
At one point mid-afternoon under the blazing sun, Caine turned to Josh and whispered, “You look good enough to eat, Little Man.”
“What’s stopping you, Old Man?” Josh replied cheekily.
“You’ll regret that later”, Caine smirked.
“I hope so”, Josh smiled back.
A short while later, Caine’s imagination had run away with him resulting in a massive tent in his skimpy swimsuit. Laying flat on his back, there was little he could do to disguise it, so he ran with it. He grabbed Josh’s hand which was dangling off his lounger and used it to point to his pulsing bulge. “See that?” he asked.
“How could I miss?” Josh laughed. “It could poke a man’s eye out.”
“Your eye’s not the only thing it’s going to do some damage to. Hope you’re ready Little Man.”
“I couldn’t be more ready, Daddy” Josh smiled and squeezed his Master’s hand.
With their mutual horniness overwhelming them, they decided to head up to the apartment, shower, have an early dinner and let the night unfold.
The shower was pure denial. Both nude, both sexually charged, but Caine wanted tonight special. Deflowering Josh was going to be more than a shower quicky.
Likewise, Caine turned dinner into culinary foreplay. They flirted with the sexy waiter, exchanged sips of wine in each other’s mouths, fed each other bites of their food, played footsies, and massaged each other’s cocks under the tablecloth. At one point Caine discreetly unzipped Josh, rubbed his thumb over the tip of his erect cock, and fed him his precum off his thumb. “Dessert”, he whispered. “Chef’s special”.
“Mmmmmm…” Josh groaned. “Couldn’t have done it better myself.”
Finally it was time to go upstairs. What each of them had fantasized about for over 20 years, was about to come true.
As soon as they entered the apartment, Caine stopped and abruptly asked Josh, “Tell me Rule #3.”
Caught off guard, Josh had to rack his brain. Was it how he addressed Caine? What he wore in the condo? Corporal punishment?
Pretending to be irritated in Josh’s lack of fluency on the topic, he barked, “You seriously can’t remember?”
Now near panic, Josh feared he was already disappointing his Master. “That you share me, Sir?”
Realizing he was unnecessarily torturing Josh, Caine pulled Josh into him and smiled, “Wrong!, but don’t worry, mate. It’s clean, inside and out. Remember?”
“Yes!” cried Josh. “I’m so sorry, that’s the one I remember the best.”
“Good”, he smiled, “Now get in there and take your time” pointing to the bathroom with all the equipment. “I’m going to FEAST on that sweet little hole of yours, and I want it fresh as a rose. Understood?”
“Of course, Sir.”
While Josh was in the bathroom, Caine stripped, poured himself a bourbon, and settled into his most comfortable easy chair. His cock immediately sprang to attention knowing they were mere moments away from what he’d both anticipated for so long.
Caine appreciated that Josh was taking his time in the shower, taking the order to heart. Finally, the bedroom door opened and Josh emerged freshly showered, wearing just a towel hanging loosely around his sculpted hips. He stood in the doorway, waiting for instructions, but Caine was speechless. He just stared at him like this was a fantasy. Finally, Caine spread his legs. “Lose the towel, Little Man, I want to see all of you. And you know what to do next”, indicating for him to kneel between his legs. Josh slowly walked up to him and dropped to his knees. Caine rubbed his hand through his wet hair, and sighed, “Exactly where you should be, boy, between Daddy’s legs”
Josh, practically drooling over Caine’s cock, simply replied, “Yes, Sir,” and asked with his eyes if he could proceed.
“Go for it, Little Man. Get Daddy good and wet because it may be the only lube you get tonight.”
The affirmation that he had earned the right to take Caine’s cock that night sent shivers through Josh. The moment had arrived and it made Josh’s attention to his Master’s pleasure even more acute. He lowered his mouth on his cock, making sure his lips were wrapped tightly around the entire length and could feel him in the back of his throat.
“Mmmm, my slutty little mate. You are one good cocksucker.”
Unable to articulate a response, Josh made sure Caine could feel his smile as he worked his cock. That’s what he was there for. That’s why he existed. And the groans he elicited from Caine were more satisfying than any number of orgasms.
But he was mindful that his real purpose was to sufficiently lube Caine’s cock for the ultimate act. He deliberately produced as much spit and whatever else drool as possible. Every time he pulled back off his cock, webs of saliva connected the two of them.
Feeling he was getting too close, Caine pulled Josh off and abruptly threw him over his shoulder. “That’s enough boy. Daddy is taking what’s rightfully his” and marched into the bedroom with Josh over his shoulder.
Once there, he tenderly laid Josh down on the bed, face down, and meticulously stretched his arms and legs out in an “X”. Then he tenderly cuffed his wrists and ankles to the bedposts leaving Josh completely exposed. To ensure he had full access to what he coveted, he slid a pillow under Josh’s hips and then, just to torture the poor boy, pulled his cock down at the edge of the pillow perpendicular to the mattress so it pointed uncomfortably straight down. Knowing full well what Caine was doing, Josh arched his back even more and moaned, “Fuck Daddy, fuck your boy…”
“That’s my boy”, Caine said, “you know what Daddy wants.”
The affirmation sent electricity through Josh’s body and he raised his hips even higher, further surrendering himself. Quickly losing self-control, Caine dropped between Josh’s legs and, with his two thumbs, pulled apart Josh’s muscled cheeks to reveal his prize. There it was. Josh’s perfect, hairless, rosebud hole, pulsing as if to say, ‘Fuck me Daddy, please fuck me.’
Caine lowered his head down to his hole and exhaled his hot breath into Josh’s hole, making him squirm, and beg, “Please Sir, please…”
Intending to make Josh work for it, Caine responded, “What Josh? What is you want so bad?”
Josh had lost all sense of civility and could only respond, “Please Sir, fuck your boy’s hole. I don’t know if I’ve earned it, but…please.”
Caine admired the boy’s humility and rewarded him with his tongue, touching the tip to the hole that was waiting so eagerly to be violated.
“OHHHHH,….” Josh cried.
“Like that boy?” Caine taunted.
“Oh, yes Sir, please more Sir…”
Josh would come to learn that rimming was one of Caine’s favorite sexual pleasures. Caine pulled his cheeks apart again and just seemed to gaze at the hole that awaited him. His prize.
He pointed his tongue again, just to tease it and it sent electricity through Josh. Again, slightly deeper. And again, deeper yet. And again, pushing his tongue in as if he were fucking him it.
Then he pulled back for another inspection. He flattened his tongue and took a long, luxurious swipe of his crack, focusing on the hole
Josh was beyond ecstasy. He desperately tried to push his ass into Caine to take him deeper.
“PLEASE Daddy”, he begged. “Please…”
“Ohhhhl….” Josh cried, pressing his ass into the tongue that was invading him like a sex organ. Josh wanted to feel every hot centimeter of Caine’s tongue and would do anything his restraints allowed. Fortunately, Caine had allowed Josh adequate slack so he could raise his hips to give him more access. Caine had done this before.
Josh pushed his ass as far into Caine’s face as he could, “Please Daddy, please take me. You own me…”
But Caine wasn’t near finished with his torment so added a finger into Josh’s hole alongside his tongue. Josh didn’t know how much he could endure. The teasing was inhumane. Caine pulled his tongue out and penetrated Josh’s hole with his finger, twisting and turning until it found its prize…his prostate. When it did, Josh screamed into the pillow, “Oh. My. Fucking. God..” he wept. Caine knew exactly how and where to press to create the maximum pleasure resulting in Josh bucking his hips into the air desperately trying to inhale Caine’s hand into his rectum.
He groaned as he thrust his hips into the air…”Uhg….ugh…ugh…. Please daddy…Ugh….”
With Josh writhing out of control, Caine determined it was time. He pulled his finger out, reached over and lubed Josh’s hole and his cock and firmly placed the tip against Josh’s hole.
“This is it, Little Man”, he said quietly. “There’s no going back if I go in”. He intentionally stopped talking, waiting to hear Josh’s response.
“Fuck…Yes…Daddy…..Fuck your boy….fuck me now”, he begged as he pushed his ass up into Caine’s cock. It was as if was fucking himself on Caine’s cock, he wanted it so badly.
Caine leaned down over Josh and pressed his shoulders into the mattress asserting his control and whispered in his ear, “Take my cock, son. Take it all”, and began to slowly press into his hot, tight hole.
He could feel Josh go slack underneath him, now in full surrender. As frantic as he had been moments earlier, the true joy came from his submission. His acknowledgment that he had no control. That he was owned. That every second he laid there, his Master’s cock inched further and further into his body, taking what he owned. And that realization was exponentially more erotic than the tongues, fingers and prostate massages that came before it.
“Ohhh……….oh………..oh……….” Josh whimpered as Caine pushed further into him. “Ohhh…..Oh…..Oh….” it continued until, inevitably, Caine reached the point where they were completely as one. At that moment, he laid down full weight on Josh and whispered in his ear, “You’re my boy.”
Josh was so overwhelmed with passion he could barely answer, but managed to croak out, “Yes, Daddy, yes….” And pushed his ass up into Caine’s cock to capture what few centimeters of passion were left.
Now, with the full weight of Caine on Josh, they laid. Each of them reflecting blissfully on what—after 20+ years—was finally occurring. Since that first day at the high school pool when Josh experienced masculinity in its most perfect form and Caine had interacted with the young boy desperately seeking authority, they were now one.
Caine pulled out slightly, and said, “Like that boy?”
“Oh, fuck Daddy. Please fuck me hard.”
Pushing harder in he added, “Can you take it, boy?”
“Please, ‘daddy, PLEASE” he begged.
That was the trigger Caine needed to begin to unmercifully piston his young Charge beneath him. The walls of Josh’s tight hole grasped Caine’s cock as if his life depended on holding Caine inside him. Likewise, Caine felt it was his duty to train Josh for a lifetime of giving pleasure. He’d said and done everything required to signal he was capable and willing; all he needed now was experience
“Hold on Little Man,” Caine warned as he began to pummel Josh’s ass. He went from 0-60 in seconds, unsure himself whether it was lust getting the better of him, or his need to teach Josh what his new life would look like.
Meanwhile, Josh knew one thing and one thing only…that he was the vehicle giving his Master immense pleasure. That need flowed through his DNA, and now that he was under a man who valued him as a true submissive partner, he couldn’t hold back. He arched his back as if the world would end if he didn’t provide Caine an orgasm. He knew his own orgasm was irrelevant and now he knew why. His total existence was to give pleasure—and be satisfied with that gift.
Caine pounded him with a soul-stirring passion, heightening his own pleasure beyond words. Josh arched his ass as far into him as he could and then—finally— he felt Caine’s change in breathe and stiffening of his body. Josh knew he was near achieving his goal. He was bringing his Master to orgasm. And that’s all that mattered.
“Breed me, Daddy,” he cried. “Breed your little boy”.
“FUCK!!!!!” Caine cried as his body stiffened even more, his breath appeared to stop, and quarts of deliciously hot cum exploded into Josh. Despite the near epic eruptions, Caine continued to thrust and pump and convulse. Only after minutes did they diminish, giving Josh unending pride in the orgasm he had provoked.
Exhausted, Caine finally dropped full weight with his cock nestled in Josh’s wet, sticky rectum.
Josh luxuriated in the feeling of the fullness within him. Caine erupted inside him. And now he laid on top of him, motionless, letting time stop. Their breathing aligned. He was experiencing perfection. Although he hadn’t reached orgasm, he hadn’t expected to. All he knew was this was a moment that would live with him forever.
They laid there—Caine on top of Josh—his long arms pulled around Josh so tight it was amazing he could draw breath.
Finally, Caine spoke. “My boy ok?” he whispered in Josh’s ear.
“More than Ok, Daddy,” he replied and subtly pressed his ass back into Caine’s softening cock. “So much more…”
Josh waited for the two magic words and Caine didn’t disappoint.
“Good boy…” he whispered deep into his ear.
He cranked his neck to Caine and said, “Sir, let me clean you.”
Caine was still lost in the moment, but he expected nothing less of Josh in his new role. He pulled out of him and tenderly removed the restraints so Josh could get to work.
Josh climbed back down to where he’d spent last night—between Caine’s legs—and took his sticky, softening cock in his mouth. Josh savored it like it was an honor and privilege to do so. Because, to Josh, it was.
He buried his face in the funk, dismissing anything that he otherwise would’ve considered unpleasant, and relished the fact that it was he who Caine had chosen to be his boy. He used his tongue and mouth to get Caine as clean as if he had just showered, savoring every mouthful along the way.
He got under his balls, his taint, the length of his cock, the sticky tip, the leftover cum in his pubes. He didn’t need an orgasm. He got something better. He got to soak up every drop of their lovemaking as his reward.
Josh only wanted one more thing, and Caine read his mind. Caine lovingly pulled him into his ridiculously long arms, and surrounded him with flesh, kisses, and love, leaving Josh snoring within minutes.
Although Josh was now peacefully sleeping, Caine knew that Josh’s journey to becoming a Charge was just beginning. The path before him was long and twisted. Caine held the key metaphorically, but there was a real key Josh would still need to earn.
-To be continued-
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