My Younger Dom Top Chapter 1
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Berlin, October 2024
“My last appointment was cancelled. I’ll be home early and HORNY”.
“How much time do I have?”
“25 minutes.”
My heart pounded and my hole …… I was about to get fucked. And I needed it.
It was our 3 year anniversary and I had spent the day trying to focus on work (in home office) but I had been unable to get any work done, thinking of the pounding that my boyfriend was going to give me this evening.
I hadn’t cum in a few days because he hadn’t let me touch my little dick while he was fucking my hole. He likes to see me cum hands-free and he was saving my orgasm (not his!) for our anniversary. It’s actually a point of pride for him, that his cock can stimulate my prostate enough that I orgasm hands-free. He also likes it when I am frustrated from not having orgasmed for a few days, because then I get even sluttier and more submissive than usual. Of course he had cum (inside me) every single day. Since we first met 3 years ago, he has fucked me every single day, unless one of us was travelling or sick.
So here I was, running to the bathroom to clean up quickly and make sure that my hole was going to be clean and fresh for my man.
Did I say hole? Sorry, I mean my pussy. Or meine Fotze as he likes to call it when he starts talking dirty in German to me.
I was just done when I heard him unlocking the door. I quickly put on my sexiest jockstrap and went to greet him.
“Hey handsome, welcome home”.
He looked at me with a huge smile. I love so much that slightly stupid smile that he has when he sees me after a long day. It reassures me that he is still in love with me. I am desperately in love with him and I probably have the same stupid smile every time I see him.
He came closer and our mouths locked for a long passionate kiss. After a few seconds he took a step back and admired my almost naked thick hairy body. I enjoyed being so exposed for him, while he is still wearing his gym clothes. We are both big time nudists and enjoy being naked and being around naked people.
At 37, I am a thick muscular bear-ish guy with a lot of hair on my chest and belly, but very little on my legs and ass. Some people would call me fat and I actually agree. However I train a lot and my body is a mix of fat and muscle. Until 3 years ago, when I met Markus, I was very unhappy with how I looked and I was constantly trying to get thinner. Now I am grateful for the way I look because if I had been thinner he wouldn’t have contacted me on that dating app 3 years ago.
At 27, my boyfriend Markus is a lean muscular guy who used to be a gymnast and almost made the German national team for the Rio Olympics in 2016. His body is the definition of male perfection, at least according to my own taste. He is 175cm tall (I think that is 5′9″ for the Americans out there) and I am 180cm tall (5′11″) so I am bigger than him in every measurement (height, weight, age) except one (guess which).
We met 3 years ago, after the COVID lockdown rules in Germany had loosened up and we had both got vaccinated. After he decided to quit his professional gymnast career he moved from his German village to Berlin because people were starting to socialise again and he wanted to find work as a personal trainer. I had already lived in Berlin for several years, having moved from my native Spain when a great career opportunity opened up. But I’ll tell you more about how we met some other time.
Right now he was enjoying the view of my almost naked body. The jockstrap was starting to tent as my little dick was reacting to the attention.
“How is my favourite bear in the world?” he asked me.
“Horny.” I answered.
“I can see that” he said pointing at my jockstrap. “It seems like your cute boyclit is trying to grow into a real man’s cock.”
My dick is actually not small. At 15cm (5.9 inches) long it is a very average dick and not too thin either. However, next to Markus’ cock it looks tiny. When he first contacted me on that dating app, I had been feeling very slutty and had changed it in my profile from M-sized to S-sized. After fucking me for the first time, he inquired about why I had written S in my profile when most men actually lie upwards, so I had to admit that I wrote that because it made me feel inferior and it emphasized my status as a total bottom. “I see” he had said with a huge grin “that basically you don’t see yourself as a man, which is fine by me” he had added, before pushing his cock into me again.
Back to 2024.
“Play with your useless boyclit. Show me what a horny slut you are.”
I started to touch and simulate my little dick through the jockstrap. I know that he likes it when I do that.
“Now touch your nipples for me.”
I made sure that he had closed the door to our apartment and then started to gently caress my nipples. Yes, I didn’t mind if a neighbour saw me standing in front of my boyfriend in a jockstrap, but I didn’t want them to hear what was coming next. My nipples are extremely sensitive and I was moaning like a cheap whore just by touching them myself, and I was not acting it up, they are just that sensitive. When HE touches them is when I really start to scream. (I am sure that the neighbours have heard me scream and they can imagine why, but at least I make sure that the door is closed first)
“Now show me that pussy that I will be fucking tonight.”
Slowly I turned around and bent over. He came closer and touched my big round buttocks. My breathing stopped. I knew what was coming. Without a warning he slapped my right buttock hard. I didn’t move nor made a noise. Then the left one. Still no reaction from me. Then suddenly he slapped the left one again, harder, at the exact same spot. I let a scream out.
“That’s right. Your ass belongs to me. Tell me what I am.”
“You are my man.”
“And that makes you?”
“Your bitch” I said, feeling no shame at all. He is my man and I am proud to be his bitch.
“You know what I want to do now?”
“You want to eat your bitch’s pussy and then fuck it into oblivion.”
“That's right. But…. “. He slapped both my buttocks quickly. “You still haven't shown me your pussy as I ordered you. SHOW. ME. THAT. PUSSY. NOW. BITCH “. Every word accompanied by a hard slap on my thick ass.
I realised my mistake. He ordered me to show him my pussy and I only showed him my ass. I grabbed each buttock with one hand (they were both burning from the spanking), leaned forward even more and pulled them apart presenting his prize to him.
“Geile Fotze” he hissed (horny pussy in German). “MEINE Fotze” (my pussy) practically shouting the word meine. No news here. My pussy belongs to him.
I felt him coming even closer. He pulled me upwards again and hugged me from behind. His hands went to my chest and grabbed my hairy tits. He started to slowly move his hands, stimulating my nipples. I started to moan as I do whenever anything happens in the vicinity of my nipples. He was still wearing his gym clothes but I could feel his cock trying to tear a hole into his pants in order to reach its target. I started moving my ass in a slutty way, rubbing my exposed pussy over his bulge.
“You look like a bitch in heat, you know that? Your pussy is basically begging to be destroyed.”
I didn't say anything. I love it when he degrades me like that. I had met other dominant tops before him who had shown me how much I enjoyed (I'm sorry, how much I needed) being humiliated and degraded, but he is the first one that I trusted enough to let my submissive side come through without any reservation. He is my man. The owner of my pussy.
I felt him going onto his toes in order to come closer to my head (after all he is 5cm shorter than me). His mouth came closer to my left ear. I love the sensation of his breath just behind my ear.
“Baby I love you” he whispered. “I can't believe how lucky I was to meet you 3 years ago. But tonight you are not my boyfriend. Tonight you are not a man. Tonight I am going to breed you like the cheap whore that you are. Your hungry pussy will be so satisfied that your useless boyclit will orgasm twice without you touching it. This is a promise”. It felt like a threat to me.
‘And then I have a surprise for your boyclit.” This actually DID feel like a real threat. I kind of knew already what he meant, because he had mentioned it a couple of times before. He was going to lock my little dick into a chastity cage.
He felt me shaking. “What is it?” he asked. “Don't you want to get bred by your man?””
“I do want and NEED to get bred by you, but…”
As I was looking for the next words he squeezed my nipples hard. I screamed again.
“Then shut up and let’s move to bed. It’s time for you to become what you were meant to be”.