by Marco May
“What’s wrong? Why are you sad?” Gary was never upset, thankfully.
“I want you so bad, Sir.” By that moment, the front of my boxer briefs felt wetter. Despite the taunting and torture, I’d be lying if I’d said I wasn’t turned on. In fact, I was so turned on that I couldn’t think about anything other than my hunger for him. No other man had ever made me that sexually hungry, desperate to connect my existence with his into one being.
“How bad, Santiago?”
I started panting. “Really bad. I want you. I need you.” I practically whimpered at that point, but I couldn’t take it anymore. I was so driven by the desire that I was convinced I’d go insane without a taste of him. I lifted my head as if looking at him, even though I couldn’t see a thing. “Please, Sir?” I whispered. I started crying softly. “No one’s ever made me feel so alive the way you do. So free and new and wonderful. And beautiful. You make me feel so beautiful.”
And then, a wave of strong emotions hit me off track. “I had two boyfriends who didn’t even want to be with me like I wanted to be with them. The first one was afraid of going to hell for being in a gay relationship, and the second one cheated on me. I felt so worthless with dark thoughts for a while because of it, like I wasn’t good enough to be anyone’s boyfriend. I even tried dating more guys, but it usually didn’t go anywhere past the first date because I wouldn’t have sex right away. Yet here I am, breaking my own rule of not being sexual with a guy on the first date.”
A tear rolled down my cheek from under the hem of the blindfold. “Will God even punish me for this? Maybe, maybe not. I don’t know anymore. And honestly? I stopped caring about that the entire time I’ve been with you and didn’t even think about my morals anymore because you…you make me…you make me feel like I matter.”
More tears fell down my face. “Your kindness won me over when we first met. I used to judge you for all the porn you watched and kinky books you read. But I’ve changed because of you. Like I’m a better person for being less judgmental and more open-minded. And I finally have a chance with a guy who’s actually worth being with. You gave me hope. It’s why I’m falling so hard for you. I know it’s fast, but…I can’t help myself.”
I sniffled a few times after more tears shed. “So yeah, Gary. That’s why I want you and need you. But I’m your sub, and I’ll taste you when you decide I can. Because you’re my Dominant. And I never in my life thought I could be proud to serve a beautiful being like you. Thank you for your existence, Sir.”
After a moment of deafening silence, I felt Gary uncuffing me and pulling off my blindfold. I remained on my knees, and as I looked up to meet his gaze, his wet face touched my heart. He’d been crying, too.
He let out a deep breath. “I’ve never met such a beautiful soul like you.” His tone was softer and more soothing. “No one’s ever told me the things you said about me.” He sniffled. “Much less made me cry.”
I didn’t say a word. I just let him bask in the emotions that had gotten to him.
He climbed on the bed and lay on his back, his underwear still on. When he wiped his tears and gave me a tiny smile, he said in a soft tone, “Lie with me.”
“Yes, Sir.” I’d barely said it from how weak I felt from the emotions.
I lay on Gary’s left side. Who would’ve thought that being teased and taunted with a tempting slab of meat could lead to a moment of emotional bonding? I hadn’t meant to break down, and I’d never imagined he’d break down as well, except more silently than me. He was such a good person, and I felt like the luckiest guy in the world to have the chance to be with him as someone significant enough to move him and touch his heart the way I had.
I smiled with more strength. “Gary? You have me and I’m not going anywhere. I want to be with you and no one else.”
There was that tiny smile again. He leaned closer to my face and rubbed his nose against mine. “You belong to me.”
My heart fluttered. “I do. My good Dominant.”
“My good sub.” He finally kissed me after so long of our lips not touching, and he held me close. “Santiago, we have all the time in the world to make love. Let’s just stay this way for a while. Okay?”
I nodded and snuggled against Gary, ignoring the leakiness and twitchiness in my underwear from being almost naked with him. He was right. Since we weren’t going anywhere, especially not away from each other, we had all the time in the world to make love. Sometimes, moments like the one we were experiencing now were much more powerful.
Chapter 14
I woke up and lay there for a moment, still in my boxer briefs. I had major wood for some reason, probably from the physical closeness of my mostly naked body to Gary’s mostly naked one. As I turned my head to check on him, he’d just started waking up and gave me a tiny smile. I turned to rest on my side and faced him, my smile strengthening the more our eyes locked into another intense gaze. “Can we just be like this forever?”
He scooted closer to get his face right next to mine, and he gave me a peck on the lips. “Who says we can’t?”
I moaned and kissed him back. “Maybe I’ll quit my job and stay in bed with you forever.”
“Do it.” Was he serious? His expression seemed so.
I chuckled. “I can’t. I need this job and I wouldn’t have any other way to afford living in my apartment.”
“I can support both of us for the rest of our lives.” Gary rubbed my left nipple with his thumb.
As tempting as the offer was, I still wanted to work, if just to do something with my life. “But what would I do? Like…in life?”
“Keep writing. You’d have more time for it. I don’t work because I don’t need to. It gives me more time to do what I love, such as reading and reviewing.”
“And watching porn.” I giggled.
“Actually, I don’t really watch as much of it as you think. I mean, I retweet a lot of it, but I edge more than I don’t. In fact, I get off more from the books because I can use my own imagination, and anything can happen in books than in videos, which is even hotter.”
I attempted another smile but failed. It sounded like Gary didn’t do a whole lot in his life, but then, who was I to judge? Maybe one day he’d find another hobby or an actual job that would make him even happier. Still, it wasn’t a deal-breaker. I loved his honesty without holding anything back. It made me feel like I could trust him a lot more.
“Why are you sad, Santiago?”
“I’m not, Gary. I’m just…thinking, I guess.”
“Hey…” He briefly kissed my lips and lifted the corners of his mouth. “You can work if you really want. I don’t want to pressure you into starting forever with me already. I admit that I got caught up in the moment.”
My heart fluttered as it usually did whenever he spoke. “But I want forever with you.”
“I want forever with you, too. But we have all the time in the world. I’m not going anywhere, and I trust you’re not either. You agreed to be mine, did you not?” He formed the smile that told me he’d won me, the one that drove me both romantically and sexually wild.
I kissed him some more and rubbed noses with him. I knew myself all too well, and I was falling for this beautiful man already. I wasn’t sure what exactly it was, whether love or something close, since we’d met less than a week earlier, but I knew it was something too deep to ignore. Of course, all the know-it-all mental health professionals I’d gotten stuck dealing with would disagree and call it infatuation or obsession or whatever. I’d had enough of people dictating how I should feel about love because there were no rules.
“I wasn’t confused when I agreed to be yours,” I said. “In fact, I know it even more now that I want to be with you for as long as possible.”
“We’re both deep romantics in a way most people aren’t. We have fairy-tale hearts that get us hurt very easily, and that’s why we need each other. Because we won’t hurt each other the way others will hurt us.”
My heart cracked at
the thought of any kind of pain inflicted in him. “Oh, Gary, I would never hurt you.”
“I know that. And I would never hurt you. That’s why we connect so well and why we trust each other. You know, it usually takes me a long time to trust like this. My ex of two years was the closest person I came to trusting like this. But I didn’t feel exactly like this with him when we started. It took me months to be more like this with him.”
“Why did you guys break up?”
It took Gary a moment to speak, and it looked as if he were choking on his emotions. His eyes glistened, and he swallowed. “I wasn’t enough for him. At least not sexually. He wanted an open relationship and that destroyed everything for me.”
I sighed and stroked Gary’s cheek. While my second boyfriend hadn’t wanted an open relationship, I’d also not been enough for him sexually, since he’d cheated on me. “I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be. It’s over and done with. Besides. I would’ve never found you.” The corners of his mouth rose and told me just how much my presence alone made him feel.
He tightened his hold on me while we stared into each other’s eyes, and I was entranced by his beauty that came in multiple facets. I couldn’t break free from his lock, and I didn’t want to. My eyes grew heavier from my equally heavy heart and the pressure inside my boner. My breathing intensified as I felt his seductive pull just with a single gaze. “I love you, Gary.” Wow, I’d said it. I’d actually said those words. I’d meant them, though.
Right?
“And I love you, Santiago.” He kissed me hard and climbed over me, and he invaded my mouth with his hungry tongue. “How far do you want to go with me?”
I couldn’t take it anymore. I surrendered my all to him, letting him take my heart into captivity. “All the way,” I whispered breathily.
He grinded his underweared erection against mine. “With me inside you?”
“You inside me. I want it all with you, Sir.”
Gary moved his lips to other random parts of my face, still humping me. He sucked my ear and moved to my jaw for another suck. He devoured me like a starved animal, spoiling me with his intense passion. He lowered his body to get his mouth to taste my nipples, circling his tongue around them back and forth with the occasional nibble.
I was so consumed by all of him that I couldn’t think. I just felt. The underwear was wet all over again, and I could find my release much closer than I would’ve wanted. I tried to hold it in, though. I didn’t want the moment to end.
Gary scooted even lower until his face met my crotch, and he surprised me by pulling down my boxer briefs with force and taking every inch of me into his mouth.
I gasped and controlled myself from squirming from the way his mouth both tickled and pleasured me at the same time. I’d forgotten just how sensitive I was down there since it’d been forever since I’d last had sex. He was only the third partner in my entire sexual history, and even then, sex hadn’t happened too often with my exes.
Gary stopped sucking and smiled drunkenly. “Mmm…looks just as good as it tastes. You’re leaking so much, too.”
I let out a little titter. “You make me feel that way.”
“Finish off in my mouth. I want to taste even more of you.”
I nodded and felt his vacuum-like mouth on me again, and I moaned while making fists against the bed.
“Don’t control it,” he whispered. “Let it out.”
I obeyed and found myself giving him a few gentle thrusts. “I’m getting close…”
He bobbed his head faster, his lips tightening around the shaft. He deep-throated me with no issues, his skill telling me that he’d done it many times.
I thrust into his mouth as deep as I could, the pleasure overcoming my mind and taking me into sexual oblivion. It took only moments for me to reach the climax of what became a powerful feeling, and I released my offering in soft cries.
Gary slurped all of it, not letting a drop go to waste, and he gently squeezed the head for the remains. He sucked just the head for a bit.
I squirmed like a worm on a hook and laughed softly. “Ha ha ha, ow, ow, it’s sensitive, Gary, it’s sensitive!”
When he stopped to let me catch my breath, he rose to sit on his knees with what looked like a wet mouthful. He climbed over me and placed his lips on mine, and he flooded my mouth with my own bitter taste, giving me no choice but to swallow some of my release.
I made a face at how acquired the taste was, and I wondered if it would be a thing from that moment on.
Gary broke the kiss and smirked. “Looks like I enjoy the taste of you more than you do.”
I chuckled. “Well, I’m just not used to that.”
“I have a feeling there’s a lot you’re not used to. Stick with me and that’ll change. You can start by looking at sharing our taste as an expression of love, because that’s exactly what it is.”
I didn’t say anything, just stared into his eyes that burned back into mine, taking in the love he felt for me and romantic affection he showed me. I’d submitted every part of me to him, and not once had I regretted it. I still wanted more of him in every sense, and I wanted to continue being a part of him.
He gave me a hungry stare. “Will you taste me, too?”
I nodded and smiled. “Can’t promise I’ll like the taste, though.”
“You’ll get used to it the more you swallow me.” Gary sighed. “God, you’re so beautiful. I could stare at you all day like a painting, like it took great talent to create someone like you.”
I blushed at such an over-the-top compliment, but deep down, I knew he meant it. He’d kept a straight face the whole time, and it was just how he was and how he felt.
He collapsed onto his back to my right side, then yanked off his boxer briefs. “You earned it, my love. You don’t need to be blindfolded anymore.”
For the first time, I captured what I’d wanted to capture for a while. From sprinkles of dark hair on Gary’s chest and pecs, to a heavier amount on his flat belly, to a nice bush that surrounded the base of his thick shaft that was semi-hard but growing by the second. His balls were hairy, too. Everything about him was manly, and I couldn’t take my eyes off such a private part of him. I watched as his hard-on twitched some more and fully grew to life. The big head started dripping as if calling for my tongue to take action.
I hunched over and did just that. I swirled my tongue around the head to get my first taste of him, a salty taste that intoxicated me enough to want more. I licked my lips and tasted more of him. I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and gave it a soft squeeze, and I looked back at him and smiled. “Thank you, Sir. You’re so good to me.”
“That’s because you’re a good sub. It makes me fall even harder for you when you serve me.”
I closed my eyes and sniffed Gary’s bush, inhaling the natural but subtle funk of pure man, the kind of scent that never really went away even with a great shower. It drove me wilder and filled me with more lust for him. I ran my tongue from the base to the head, back down to the base, kissing my way to the head again, making sweet love to every inch for the longest of moments.
Gary lay there with the most relaxed expression, and he hadn’t kept his gaze off me the entire time of my pleasuring him. His eyes told me not to stop.
I sucked the head a few times and tried to take more of him. As I went a bit too far down, I gagged and stopped, and I tried again.
“Easy, sub,” Gary said in a soothing tone. “No rush. Take your time.”
I took him into my mouth again and slurped, bobbing my head and moaning from how much it turned me on to pleasure him. I met his gaze again.
The corners of his mouth aimed higher, and he gave me that sexy triumphant smile, the kind that always won me over with no effort. He stroked my hair and rubbed the back of my head, giving me so much tender affection while I made him feel as good as I could with my eager mouth.
I gave up trying to take every inch, so I reached a little more than halfway do
wn as my limit. Having Gary inside my mouth was an experience I’d never thought would happen so suddenly. When I’d seen his bulge for the first time on cam, I’d wondered just what it was like and how it tasted. There I was, pleasuring him with my mouth with the aim to please him as much as I could while pleasing myself as well. I was hungry for him, and he fed me.
“I love how your mouth feels on me.” He gave my mouth a few thrusts, but was careful not to deep-throat me since I wasn’t at that level. Maybe one day I could be with lots of practice.
I pulled Gary out of my mouth and stared at his length and thickness, admiring all of it and its beauty. I gave the shaft a few tender kisses and gently squeezed the head to taste more of his precum. I cast my eyes back at his. “Sir, I want you to fill my mouth so I can taste all of you.”
He smiled as if with anticipation. “Let me take over, then. Stay still.” He slipped almost every inch back into my mouth and repeatedly lifted his lower half to thrust inside.
This was a little unusual for me, but I obeyed and took as much of Gary as I could, waiting for his release. I received each of his gentle thrusts while still hunched over on my knees. I had the idea to grab the shaft with loose fingers, and I stroked while he moved in and out of my mouth.
He quickened the pace of his thrusts and gripped the back of my head, panting and huffing as he went. Once his breathing intensified even more, I knew he was close, so I was ready for it. He tightened his grip and grunted, “I’m coming…” Seconds later, he gave it all to me.
With a tightened face, I tried my hardest to swallow as much of him as I could, some of it dripping down the shaft and onto his bush and balls. I managed to ignore the bitterness and continued drinking more of him. When he dropped his butt onto the bed to catch his breath, I squeezed out more to taste the remains, and I gave him a smile with so much love. “Thank you, Sir.”
“Come here,” Gary said with a drunken expression.