by M. A. Innes
Grabbing my backpack and locking the car, we started up the trail. We only had to walk about five minutes before we got to the perfect place. Hidden by some thick trees and bushes, there was a small clearing right off the trail. It was also close enough to the parking lot that I’d be able to hear someone pull in. No chance of anyone surprising us.
As we got to the spot, I started playing with the remote again. What can I say? It was too much temptation. Now I got to watch as he jerked and moaned, trying to behave. By the time I showed him the clearing and we set everything down, he was ready for almost anything. No embarrassment or second-guessing, just need and desire.
I’d planned everything as thoroughly as I could. Laying out a blanket first against a tree, I started getting it all ready. I didn’t want to have to search for lube or another toy. Bryan stood there watching and shaking. I was probably pushing my luck with the vibrating settings. He was going to come at any second.
“My baby needs a spanking. It’s been too long since you felt Daddy’s hand on your bottom.” I didn’t ask what he thought or wanted. First, we both knew I was in charge and second, he’d made what he wanted clear. He needed me to take control.
I had to modify some things since we weren’t at home but I was going to do my best to help him feel that connection again. Kneeling down, I reached for his jeans. Undoing the button and opening the fly, I slid them down to his knees. Seeing his trapped dick, wrapped in his jock, knowing his bottom was on display behind him made me want to take him right then. But that wasn’t the plan.
Pulling the jock to the side, I reached to my neck and pulled off the necklace that held the key to his cage. Unlocking the toy, I left the rest of the cage on. He was too close to coming for me to take it off now. Besides, he enjoyed knowing that his orgasm was up to me.
“We’re going to leave this on for now, Baby.”
He blushed and glanced at the ground but nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”
Sitting down against the trunk of the tree, I pulled Bryan down with me until he was lying across my legs. A bed would be better but this would work, even if it was kind of scratchy to lean against. With his legs trapped in his pants and his ass framed by the jock, he looked incredible. This shouldn’t be a once-in-a-while part of our relationship. This was more than something we played with.
It was who we were.
He’d needed me to take control, and I needed to show him I was there for him. What we had now was a fraction of what we’d had before school started. We both needed more than hanging out in the coffee shop and walking around campus.
Running my hands over his bottom and legs, I knew I was going to have to figure things out. Just the fact that I’d had to take him out here to spank him let me know it had gone too far. “You look so sexy for Daddy.”
I gave his cheeks a squeeze and watched as he tried not to wiggle. Giving him a quick pop, I shook my head, making disappointed noises. “Naughty boy. You know you need to be still.”
A broken moan escaped as he shook. “Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry.”
Running my fingers around his stretched, plugged hole, I loved his beautiful reactions. “Very good, Baby. I know you can be good for me. I love you. I’ve missed having you over my lap.”
His breath hiccupped and I knew he was pushing back warring emotions. “I love you too, Daddy.”
Leaning over, I stretched to give him a quick kiss on his forehead. Then, before he could anticipate what I was going to do, I brought my hand down on his bottom. He froze for a heartbeat, then arched up, silently begging for more.
Giving him what he desperately needed, I spanked him over and over. As his bottom got redder and his sounds more frantic, I started to take more time between each one. Drawing out the painful pleasure, I squeezed his pink cheeks and started running my fingers around his plugged hole.
“You look so sexy like this. Your pretty bottom on display for Daddy.” I teased around the straps of his jock, making the straps snap down on his skin making a sexy slapping sound that was almost as good as my hand. “I love knowing that you’re always open for me and that I can reach out and touch you any time I want.”
As I brought my hand down again, he started to shake. Little pleas and random words tumbled out with each impact. “Daddy! Please…Daddy…please…” Moans and sounds that didn’t quite make sense were mixed in with gasps of pleasure as the sensations rushed through him.
I wanted to keep going, to see how high I could push him before he sank down into that sweet oblivion but unfortunately, it wasn’t the time or the place. When I knew he was right at that sweet spot where he would fly at any minute, I gave him one last swat. This time right over the plug.
He made a strangled scream that echoed out through the woods and I said a quick prayer that no one was around. Seeing the way he thrashed around as the pleasure coursed through him, they’d think I was killing him. Maybe killing him with pleasure. But it was what he desperately needed.
When he finally stopped shaking and he sagged over my legs, completely spent, I gave his bottom one last pat. “Oh, don’t relax too much, Baby. I’m not done with you yet.”
Then I eased the plug out of his ass, making him squirm and gasp. His hole was relaxed and red. It looked like I’d already thoroughly made love to him. He was going to remember our evening together every time he sat down tomorrow. He’d be in heaven.
And probably a little bit embarrassed.
Taking the lube out of the bag, I gently worked it into his body. “Your special place is all ready for Daddy’s cock. You’re stretched and so sexy, Baby.”
For a few minutes, he simply relaxed, low sighs and hums when something felt especially good. When he’d had enough time to recover, I reached between his legs and unfastened the cage around his cock. Even though he’d just come, his balls were still tight to his body and his cock started to twitch in my hands.
Gently running my fingers up and down his hardening length, I watched as he started to move and thrust his hips into my fingers. He wanted more, tighter, but I wasn’t going to give him that until I was deep inside him. Then I’d give him what he wanted.
“That’s my sexy boy. Look at you. All ready for Daddy. You want to feel Daddy’s cock inside your special place, don’t you?” Erotic whimpers changed to gasps of pleasure as I gripped his cock tighter.
“Please…yes…Daddy!”
“Up on your knees. Push your bottom up for Daddy.” With his legs still trapped by his pants and his movements uncoordinated from his orgasm, it took him a minute. Thankfully, I didn’t have that much to think about; I shoved down my shorts and underwear enough to free my cock and I was ready.
I was so hard my cock was sticking straight out. If someone came through the trees, they were going to get an eyeful. Even running the excess lube on my hand along it was almost too much. Finally, he was on all fours with his head pressed down onto the blanket and his bottom arched up for me. I had never wanted to be artistic until that moment. I wanted to be able to capture it forever. His sexy, tight body bent over, on display. His high, full ass red and begging to be taken.
Seeing his exquisite submission, so needy and so ready, pushed me right to the edge.
But I didn’t want to push him over the edge just yet, so I carefully caressed him without giving him too much stimulation. It wouldn’t take much and he would be coming. Even though he’d already orgasmed minutes before. I loved how fast he could get turned on again.
Carefully entering him, moving in and out, I had to keep reminding myself to go slow but his sexy noises made it nearly impossible. I leaned over him and started teasing his tits. “You like it when Daddy plays with your tits, don’t you?”
Frantic moans tumbled out of him as I pulled on them and gave them little twists. “Yes…Daddy…please…I…I need…please…”
Bryan was doing his best to stay quiet as I thrust into him deeper, but the growing pleasure was too much. His noises were so sexy but we were going to get caught if he screame
d out again like he had before. Reaching into the bag, I brought out his gag and signal ball. I slipped the gag into his mouth. I didn’t get it fastened right but it would do. Once his moans were muffled and the ball was clenched in his hand, I knew he was ready for more.
“That’s my good boy. Now you won’t have to get punished for being too loud. You don’t want to be naughty, do you?” He didn’t get the chance to try and respond.
Slamming my cock into him, I pinched one of his tits and watched as he started to come completely undone. The muted scream that escaped around the gag as I fucked him harder and faster made me thankful I’d put it in. He moaned and thrust his hips up, desperately trying for more.
Pop!
I gave his bottom another smack. “Naughty boy. You don’t get to do that without Daddy’s permission. I think someone needs to be punished again. You didn’t learn your lesson earlier.”
His sexy whimpers and nodding head made me want to laugh. He thought he knew what I was going to do but my boy didn’t need another spanking. I was going to have to think of something much more fun to torment him with.
Fucking into him over and over, I told him how sexy he was and how much I loved him. How beautiful he was and how much I needed him. With every pounding thrust and sexy word, I pushed each of us closer to the edge.
There would have been no way I could have lasted without some planning ahead of time. I might have cheated a little. Right before I’d gone to meet Bryan, I’d snuck into that same bathroom and jerked off. Doms didn’t come the first time they slid into their subs. That just wasn’t the fantasy.
“Look at how my sexy boy reacts for Daddy. I bet it feels good to get your cage off. You like it when Daddy plays with your special places.” A completely wrecked Bryan nodded his head and a low moan escaped. “You look so sexy with your special place locked away for Daddy. I love seeing you like that.”
Carefully going faster and faster, I made sure to rub my cock against his prostate with every thrust. He was probably oversensitive from his previous orgasm, but the sexy, needy sounds he made were incredible. It was like he couldn’t decide if it was too much or not enough.
“My sexy boy hasn’t been able to come in days. Daddy’s going to take care of you, give you so much pleasure. You want to come again, don’t you baby?” More little tugs to his puffy, sensitive tits had him gasping and offering his bottom up higher. He was perfect.
I told him everything I wanted to do to him. Every touch I’d thought about for days. Every place on his body I wanted to lick and kiss. I told him about my fantasies of spreading him out over my lap and spanking his bottom. I told him how I’d jerked off in the bathroom thinking of what I was going to do to him. He soaked up every word and fantasy, always craving more. My sweet baby was starved for his daddy’s touch.
When I couldn’t last any longer, I pulled him up to press his back against my chest. Laying his head back against my shoulder, he writhed and shook on my cock, begging for more. Teasing and working his tits with one hand, I reached down and took hold of his cock with the other. One rough pinch to a nipple and long stroke down his hard-on had him coming.
My perfect, sexy, sweet sub.
With one last thrust, I came deep inside of him, pleasure exploding through me. Marking him…making him mine. It was a total caveman moment for me every time, but I’d never imagined how incredible it would be.
Holding him as he shook in my arms and his body tightened around my cock, I knew this was how we were supposed to be. Together. Not just as boyfriends hanging out at lunch but like this. He was mine. We couldn’t spend the next couple of months, possibly longer, pretending to be something we weren’t.
But I didn’t know how to fix it.
Bringing us down to the blanket, I pulled him close and wrapped my arms around him. Pressed tight to his back, I let my hands wander over his chest, caressing him, and taking the gag from between his teeth. The little lightning shocks of his pleasure faded; every muscle in him was pliant and loose. All I wanted to do was curl around him and sleep, but that wasn’t a good idea.
I let us have five minutes to lie there together before I made myself sit up. “Sit up for me, Baby. We need to get your clothes on again.”
A muffled moan rolled out of Bryan’s chest as he tried to find somewhere to bury his head. “I don’t want to go yet.”
Leaning over, I gave the back of his head a kiss. “We’re not done yet. I’ve got one more surprise for you.”
“Another?” His voice was hesitant and I could just about hear the gears grinding in his head. He gave his bottom a little wiggle and shrugged. “Okay, Daddy.”
I reached down and gave one cheek a little squeeze. “Not that kind of surprise.”
“Oh.” He sounded disappointed.
“You’re already going to be sore tomorrow. I don’t want to hurt my boy.”
“I’m going to feel incredible tomorrow.” He was still in that almost floaty place where his shyness hadn’t caught up with him yet.
“You’re going to remember everything that we did today for days. Every time you sit down.”
“It’s going to be perfect.” Then he sighed and shifted. “Do I have to move?”
“Yes. I can’t let you lay here with your bottom hanging out.” His cheek got another squeeze. “Come on, let’s get you dressed, then I’ll show you what else we’re going to do.”
With some grumbling and sleepy stretches, Bryan stood up and I cleaned him off and got him dressed. Knowing that his bottom was red and framed out in his sexy jock was a small consolation prize but not much of one. I wanted him naked and on display.
When his jeans were zipped and he looked almost normal—he still had that sleepy, well-fucked look on his face—I pulled him down to sit between my legs. Leaning against the tree, it wasn’t as good as when we were in bed, but it would work. I got a funny look when I pulled out my phone but he grinned when I hit the icon for the book app.
“Nap time!”
“Yes, Baby. And I found the perfect book for us. Guess what came out today?” I’d finally broken down and signed up for an account of my own. Reading on Bryan’s felt more like we were sharing something special, but now that we weren’t living together it wasn’t practical.
“What?” His excited smile as he relaxed back into my chest made me grin.
“It’s brand new, but I think you’re going to recognize it.” Pulling up the app, I showed him the cover.
It only took him a second before he connected the dots. “There’s another one?”
“Yup, I found it on preorder the other day when I was looking for something new to surprise you with. Would you like to see what Mark has been up to?” His favorite book now had a sequel. I’d resisted the urge to start reading it earlier. Reading was something we did together, in my mind. I’d found a few books I liked while we’d been at school, but there was no way I could read this one without him.
He might not be naked and wearing his diaper, but I couldn’t hold him and not touch my sweet boy. Sliding my hand down his chest, I caressed his body while we started the book. As I read, I stroked his sensitive skin. I teased his balls and let my fingers graze up and down his cloth-covered shaft, not trying to turn him on, just letting him know he still belonged to me.
CHAPTER 11
Bryan
Yawning, I stumbled into the dorm room. Each time I walked in, it was a fresh reminder that everything had changed. Seeing someone else’s stuff and seeing someone else go through mine.…What the hell?
“What are you doing?”
Jay was bent over, head stuck in my closet, right about where the box was buried. At my slightly angry words, he popped up and smiled hesitantly. Taking a step back, he clearly wasn’t sure why I was upset. “I wanted to borrow a blanket. The temperature is supposed to drop tonight and I spilled my drink on mine. I’ll get it washed tomorrow but for tonight…” His voice trailed off uncertainly.
“Sure, next time ask and don’t go thro
ugh my stuff. Okay?” Hopefully, I didn’t sound paranoid and hopefully, he hadn’t seen the box. I had a roommate my freshman year but I couldn’t remember him having anything that private, so I wasn’t sure how weird it would look.
I walked over and took a blanket out, keeping my body between him and the closet. The box was still hidden but I casually shoved a few things around to keep it that way. Turning toward Jay and closing the door, I handed it to him.
“Thanks.”
“No problem.”
Trying to at least appear to be casual, I walked over to my dresser and grabbed some clothes to take with me to the bathroom. All I wanted was to fall into bed, but a shower was necessary. Maddox had cleaned me up the best he could, but it wasn’t enough. I had to smile; he’d even brought baby wipes. He’d thought of everything.
My mind went back to our evening as I absently wandered toward the bathroom. He’d read a few chapters of the new book to me and then he’d unpacked a picnic dinner. We had a wonderful evening and I managed to forget the stress of everything else for a while.
Unfortunately, it all came roaring back. Dorms and roommates and not enough privacy were not conducive to our relationship. We didn’t even have enough time to ourselves to play video games, much less anything more interesting.
When we’d talked about how difficult this year was going to be, we’d never imagined how frustrating the reality would be. Sure, I’d pictured having to work my schedule around someone else, but I’d thought between the two rooms we’d figure something out.
Closing the bathroom door and locking it, I reached over and turned on the shower. Looking in the mirror, I blushed. I looked like we’d been having sex all afternoon. Jay either hadn’t noticed or didn’t realize why I looked so rough. He was so odd, he probably didn’t understand.