Ethan
Christopher shivered and arched his ass again before sighing and forcing himself to stand still. He had done the same thing over and over as I’d watched him from the bed. The textbook I had propped up on my lap gave me something to stare at as he made the subtle, needy moves.
It was taking forever for his dick to go soft. My needy boy might be getting frustrated, but that didn’t mean he found it boring.
As I reread the same page for the third time, I finally heard Christopher clear his throat. “Master?”
Relieved that I’d finally get to put the next part of my punishment into motion, I set the book down and stood up. “Yes?”
He sounded embarrassed, and I knew I had to move before the humiliation got him hard again. “Have you gone soft, Christopher?”
His words came out a little higher, and I knew he was starting to get turned on again. “Yes, Master, I’m sorry.”
I wasn’t.
I walked over to him quickly and wrapped my arms around him. Running my hands down his chest and abs, I saw that he was half-hard before I touched his dick. “What was the rule, Christopher?”
He took a staggered breath and a low moan escaped as I wrapped one hand around his cock and started playing with his balls with the other. “I…” Another sexy sound escaped. “I have to stay hard because you want to see me on display.”
Slowly stroking him, I gave his balls a tug I knew would make his toes curl and his orgasm try to explode through him. He gasped and started to cry out, but I loosened my grip before he could explode. “That’s much better. When I look over here, I want to see your red ass and know my boy is hard and needy.”
I rocked my hips forward and let my dick press into his ass. “I want to enjoy studying, and your punishment is going to make sure the material is memorable.”
He moaned and his ass pressed back to rub against my dick. “Master…”
I chuckled and pulled back, giving his erection a light slap as I stepped away. Christopher reacted even better than I expected, groaning as a shiver raced through him. My cute little drama queen pain slut. Every time I turned around I was learning something new about him.
My boy might have to be coaxed to use words to open up about himself, but his reactions were always crystal clear. “Be a good boy and maybe I’ll torment your cock later.”
His groan was filled with humiliation and need, but he nodded and forced out a breathy response. “Thank you…Master…”
My needy boy.
I gave his ass a pat and went back over to the bed to watch his sexy ass and the humiliation that ran through him. I wouldn’t say that I understood why it turned him on, but I loved his reactions, so it didn’t matter. So far there wasn’t a thing I would change about my new boyfriend, even his hair trigger.
Which I’d have to be careful of because I’d almost pushed him too far when I’d played with his dick. He was just too much fun to leave alone. There was always something else to say or do that would make him even more aroused, and the way he looked at me made me want to keep him forever.
Not that I was planning on telling my little pain slut that. Not yet, anyway. I had a feeling he needed a bit longer to wrap his head around everything that had happened.
As another shiver raced through him, I saw his hands move toward his dick. “No, Christopher. You don’t get to come until I give you permission. That also includes playing with your dick.”
His hands snapped back to his side. “I’m sorry, Master.”
A cock cage was the number one thing on our list of toys to buy—that and a few items to torment him with.
Settling back on the bed, I picked up the book and went back to waiting. The teasing gave a longer boost to his desire than I expected because as I finished the chapter, he was still making needy little sounds and with every wiggle, I could see flashes of his hard dick. My little slave liked being on display for his master.
Finally deciding that he’d been left to his own dirty imagination for long enough, I got off the bed and set my book down on the desk.
He was hard and naked, except for the briefs just below his ass, so there was no reason for me to be subtle. Cupping his cheeks, I squeezed the still-sensitive skin and kneaded the muscles to make him groan again.
How had I missed what a great ass he had?
His tight muscles had been easy to miss under his clothes but his full, fuckable ass should have been impossible to ignore.
“Are you going to remember to be good for Master?” I widened my grip and let my thumbs caress around his hole. I didn’t enter him at all, but just the hint of it was enough to have him arching back into my touch.
“Yes, Master.” He gave another needy moan as he moved away from the wall and pressed harder against me. “Please…”
I wasn’t sure what he was begging for, but it was either to come or for me to play with his ass more…possibly both. I was good with either, so I decided to feel him out and see what he wanted. “What does my slut want? Hmm, Christopher? What are you begging Master for?”
I tightened my grip on his cheeks, which opened his hole just enough to make him moan and a sexy shiver run through him. I was starting to get a feel for when he was too close, though. “No coming yet, Christopher. You don’t have permission.”
He made another low moan, and his ass arched out even more. “Yes…but…Master…”
I’d lost him to the need, but at least I had a better idea about what he wanted…everything.
“You were very good for your punishment, Christopher.” I ghosted one thumb just over his hole, loving the way he cried out and leaned even more into me.
He trusted me.
No matter how new it was and how we’d barely scratched the surface of getting to know one another, he trusted me.
“Thank…you…” He made another needy sound as I caressed over his hole again. “Please!”
Christopher might have been technically a virgin, but he knew what he wanted. “What does my boy want?”
He gasped out and tried to push my thumb into his body, but the first time I claimed his sexy little hole wasn’t going to be up against a wall. “Naughty boys don’t get to come, Christopher. Tell me what you want.”
It took him several long moments to find the words or maybe just to make the decision. When he finally started to speak, I still wasn’t sure what he wanted. “You…I…both…and…”
Huh?
I moved my fingers away from his ass so he could hopefully think better, but I kept massaging him gently because I didn’t want him to lose that sexy need of his. He groaned in frustration and humped back, trying to get my fingers back where he wanted them.
Giving his ass a quick smack and smiling as he gasped out and shivered, I gave him another warning. “Words, Christopher.”
He gave up the pretense of standing on his own and backed into me. I wrapped my arms around him as he took several deep breaths. He was trying, but it wasn’t easy for my desperate boy. I started slowly stroking his chest and smiled as he snuggled against me.
“I want you to come too, Master.” Something about the sentence made him shiver, and he had to take another deep breath. “But I want you to use me, Master…I just don’t know…”
My boy wanted it all.
“You want to give your master pleasure, Christopher?” I rocked my hips against his ass. “You want me to use you, boy?”
He humped the air and made a low, desperate sound. I’d take that as a yes.
The options were too numerous to narrow down, but I knew right away I wasn’t going to have our first time making love or even me fucking his brains out be in the corner. We’d do that later, because the idea clearly turned Christopher on.
“I know you want me to slide into your tight little ass, but I’m going to make you wait for that, my boy.” He groaned, and I smiled at the frustration in his voice. “I am going to use you, though, since you were such a good boy for me.”
He startled, and I knew I had his full attention.
“Back in the corner, Christopher.” I could tell he was confused, but the need to come was overriding that, so he moved back to the corner. He wasn’t going to wait too obediently, though. He arched his ass out and made another sexy noise that said how badly he wanted to get fucked.
When I knew he would stay still, I started stripping off my clothes. Since he wasn’t looking, there was no reason for me to go slow. In seconds, I was naked and had my clothes in a pile on the floor. Christopher went completely still, and I could see the tension building in his body. He knew what I was doing.
I stepped against him, letting him feel my naked body pressed against his. Christopher gasped out and shook as his muscles clenched. “Please…Master…please…”
I wasn’t sure what he wanted, but as I pulled him into my arms he sighed. “Spread your legs for me, Christopher. I’ve been hard for hours and now I’m going to use my boy to get off.”
Instantly, Christopher’s legs moved apart, and even though I was so hard I ached, I had to chuckle. “My needy slut.”
He seemed to find that embarrassing, which just made him even needier. Positioning my dick between his legs wasn’t perfect because of the height difference, but he arched his ass and it let me stroke my cock over his hole as I thrust between his legs. “Now tighten your legs around me, Christopher.”
It was my turn to groan as his legs tightened and my dick slid against his body. The fine, almost impossible to see hairs on his legs caressed my cock as I started to move. The fucking motion had us both gasping out, and I could feel Christopher trying to tighten his legs around my dick even more.
It was so easy to picture Christopher pinned to the wall and being fucked hard enough that the entire floor heard his cries of pleasure. Just the sexy noises he made as I used his body to get off were enough to let me know we’d end up needing a gag for him at some point.
Moving my hands up his chest, I found his nipples and started tugging as I got closer to my orgasm. Having some lube between his legs would have made things easier, but I was leaking so much precum it slicked up his sexy body.
“That’s right. You want Master to use your body, don’t you, Christopher?” I knew the answer, but forcing the words out kept me from coming too soon, and I wanted to push him even closer to his own orgasm before I let myself explode.
“Please…use me…” Christopher shook and gasped as I plucked at his sensitive tips.
Thrusting even faster, I let him feel how turned on I was and how hard he’d made me. “The next time I have to punish you and put you in the corner, Christopher, I’m going to fuck that sexy spanked ass of yours.”
Christopher cried out, and I could feel a needy shiver run through him as I kept chasing my own pleasure. “If you’re naughty and I think you haven’t learned your lesson, I won’t let you come at all, Christopher. I’ll fuck that tight ass but leave you hard and aching.”
I was getting too close. Everything tightened, and I started fucking against him harder. I lost the rhythm as my dick jerked and my orgasm crashed over me. I felt my cum shoot between his legs, and his cum-slicked thighs made it even better.
As my orgasm started to fade, I slowed down but didn’t stop completely. I pulled Christopher tight and lifted him off the ground. That had him crying out as my dick hit the back of his balls. “You’re going to wear my cum while I play with you, Christopher. It’s going to mark you as the little slut you are.”
One more thrust had him coming in my arms. He shook so hard I had to set him back down on the floor before we both fell over. That wouldn’t have been sexy at all, so I braced his shaking body against me, and when I had a good hold on him, I reached down and started tugging on his still-hard dick.
I forced his orgasm to continue as long as I could until he collapsed into my arms. Releasing his softening dick, I held him tight and kissed his forehead. “Come here.”
My sweaty, cum-slicked boy staggered against me as I led us over to the bed. Lying down, I pulled him into my arms. Christopher just curled around me and sighed, tucking his body as close to mine as he could.
He was so still, I thought he might have fallen asleep until I felt his fingers stroke slowly over my pecs. Christopher turned his head and kissed my chest before settling back down. When he started to speak, he made me smile. “I don’t know what to say. ‘Thanks for almost fucking me after you spanked me’ doesn’t sound right.”
His head went up and down on my chest as I chuckled. “I think it’s perfect.” I shifted just enough so I could kiss the top of his head. “You were perfect.”
Christopher’s hands started making wider circles over my chest as he finally gave in to the need to explore me. No more secretive glances; he seemed to realize he could touch me. “You really want me to stay naked?”
I couldn’t decide what he was thinking, so I went with what we’d already discussed. “Yes, Christopher. We’ll talk if you need to do homework or go run errands, but for right now I want my boy naked and dripping with my cum.”
He shivered, but instead of rubbing his dick against me or doing something equally as needy, he kissed my chest again. “Yes, Master.”
I reached up and ran my hand over his head, slowly stroking him. “Good boy.”
That’s what he wanted to be. My boy. Outside of these walls he’d be my boyfriend, and we’d hang out with his friends and mine, but inside the privacy of our room, he’d be much more than that. He’d be mine.