The Beginnings of a Dom Bottom, Part 2
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Almost an hour later, I woke up. The sun was setting, and amber light was shining through the window, landing on his bare legs and torso. He was still tucked in my arms, his head on my chest.
I remembered what had happened before we dozed off, how I had dominated this cute, sexy top, and how he loved every second. It was some of the hottest sex I'd ever had, and I didn't want it to end.
I gently stroked his back and kissed the top of his head. He started to stir. "Hey," he said.
I lifted his head by the chin and kissed his lips. I felt his dick pulse against my leg. "Hey," I said, and feeling myself get hard too, I finished the sentence, "boy." He pulsed again. I found his hand and placed it on my hardening cock. More throbbing from him.
"Actually, boy," I said, removing his hand. I grabbed his shoulder and pushed, rolling him onto his back. I followed and landed with my legs stradding his belly. He was looking less groggy, his mouth parted in anticipation.
I turned around so my ass was over his face again. "Get it wet, boy," I commanded, lowering my cum and lube filled hole onto his face. I wrapped my hand around his half-hard dick. "And get this piece of meat hard enough for daddy, while you're at it!"
I heard a muffled moan from between my cheeks. It sounded vaguely like a "yes, sir."
But vague and muffled wouldn't do. I lifted my rump up. "What was that, boy? Speak clearly when daddy addresses you."
"Yes, sir. Anything you desire, sir. Your boy will have your hole wet and his meat ready for your use anytime you ask, sir!"
"Good," I said, and lowered myself back down. That display had quickly made his cock fully hard. It felt like a granite rock that had been warming under the sun all day. It was ready for me to use. I leaned my entire weight back on his face, working my hips from side to side, taking his tongue deeper inside of me, allowing him to taste more of the fluids comingling in my hole. Again, I waited until I figured he would need some air, then waited another few seconds.
"That's enough, boy," I said, lifting myself and turning back around. His face and hair were a mess. I'd been leaking precum on his belly, so I scooped it up on a finger and lifted it to his eager mouth. His eyes closed in ecstasy as his lips wrapped around my finger.
I reached behind me and found his cock waiting for me. I guided the pointed head into my hole, and felt it breach the entrance easily, as wet and as recently fucked as it was. I lowered my hips down, taking all of it. It slid in easily, but it still felt a little thick.
His eyes were roaming me all over. There I was, adjusting to his cock in me, my hairy body filling his vision. He spoke, "Sir, please, may I touch your sexy and perfect body?" His voice was small, and pleading.
"You may, boy. Get a good feel in now, I won't let you in a moment." I leaned forward and his big hands slid up my belly and over my hairy pecs. I felt his warm hands on my shoulders, then they slid down and caressed my hips and thighs. If it was possible, I felt his cock stiffen even more inside of me. He softly bit his lower lip as he reached for my nipples and gently rubbed them between his fingers. My nipples usually aren't very sensitive, but the right touch can get some electricity flowing. His touch had potential, but that could be for later.
I took his wrists in my hands and pinned them over his head. His cock was fully assimilated into my hole now. I leaned forward, sliding my hole nearly off of his dick, then slid back, engulfing it back into me again. Lifting his hands, I intertwined my fingers with his, planting his elbows into the bed, and used his hands as supportive platforms for my weight as I pushed myself up and leaned back, my hole swallowing his full length, pressing it tight against my prostate.
I began to work my hips in a rhythm, using his hard dick to probe all my pleasure centers, to stretch me the way I wanted my hole stretched, to feel penetrated in my depths where I wanted to be penetrated. He knew not to move.
"Do you like being used, boy? Do you like having your cock used like a toy, like a dildo, for your daddy's pleasure?"
"Yes, sir. I live to serve daddy and his beautiful body, sir. It's not my cock, sir, it belongs to you. It's daddy's property and plaything to use however he pleases, sir. Use me, sir!"
"Good boy!" I cheered. I wanted to be give him positive reinforcement for that!
I was grinding my prostate against his cock, and using his belly as well, as I rubbed my leaking dick against it. It was getting very slippery. I couldn't hold it much longer, and I wanted to give him a treat.
"I'm getting close, boy, do you want daddy's load?" I said, leaning back, still grasping his hands in mine, taking his entire meat inside me again, aiming it at my prostate.
"Please, sir! Please give it to me, sir!" He moaned. Moaned!
His pole in position, I ground it into me hard. I felt my hole tighten and my body tense. "I'm cumming, boy!" The first stream landed on his cheek. The second and third shot across his body. "Fuck, boy," I gasped.
After a few breaths, I lifted myself off of his cock and landed at his side. I smeared the cum on his body all around, working it into the hair on his chest and belly. "I want you to let this dry, boy. You're leaving here with daddy's cum and scent marking you, you got that, boy?"
"Oh, yes sir, it would be an honor to carry your essence with me, and have everyone else know I've been used by you, master." I patted the layer of cum on his belly, my hand sticking to it slightly.
Then I scooped up the cum from his cheek. "Do you want this, boy?"
His eyes lit up. "Yes, please sir! Feed me daddy's seed, please!"
"I want you to jack yourself off and I want to see you cum while you're savoring daddy's load, you understand?"
"Yes, sir, please just let me taste it!"
I brought my fingers to his mouth and let the thick cum land on his tongue. He let out the deepest moan I'd heard yet, as his hand reached for his dick. He barely pumped his hand twice before I heard a sharp intake of air, felt his body tense again, and saw his cum spray over his lower stomach.
"Good boy," I said.
"Mmm." Was all I heard in response. He still had my load on his tongue, savoring it.
I let him enjoy it and turned him onto his side, away from me. I wrapped my arm around him, pressing my softening dick against the small of his back, feeling the still-drying semen all over his torso.
"You know," I said, "When the sex is that good, it makes me want to lock it down."
Another "mmmm" from him. Damn, he was really taking his time with my cum in his mouth!
I continued, "And I don't mean like, putting a padlock around your neck or anything like that. I mean I'd like to go to dinner with you sometime, if you want to."
I heard an audible GULP, and he replied, "I'd really like that. I really haven't been able to express this side of myself before. It would be nice if there's a deeper connection to go with it."
I thought for a second. "Boy..." I said. "I don't know your name!"
He rubbed his back closer against me and held my hand. "I like when you call me boy. But my name is David."
"And I like when you call me daddy, and sir, and master, but my name is Kevin."
"Master Kevin," he echoed.
I pulled David tighter, and for the second time in a few hours time, we laid together in our post-sex bubble, contentedly drifting off.
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