The Good Puppy

by D. J. Heart

  Adam grinned and gave David’s balls a little tug. “Where did you get that idea?”

  “Everyone knows that!” David exploded, his eyes a little wide.

  “Probably a good set of rules to follow,” Adam agreed, licking his lips. He lowered himself down so that his chest was on top of David’s, his own meaty pectorals pressing down on David’s much slimmer chest, holding himself up by his elbows. “I don’t think I want to follow them.”

  He pushed his face down into the crook of David’s neck, biting his jaw and grinning around the yelp of pain his teeth elicited.

  “I think I want to decide how much you can take.” He licked his way up to David’s ear and bit down on the shell of it. “And I don’t think I’m going to let you decide when you’ve had enough.”

  Kissing David’s nose, he grinned. “Where would the fun in that be?”

  David was looking at him with something like genuine worry in his eyes, and Adam sighed. “Do you want a safeword?” he asked, his tone telling David exactly how little he liked the idea.

  “I mean… maybe?” David said, biting his lip.

  Adam sighed again, sitting up, this time on David’s stomach. The boy let out a little grunt when Adam’s entire and not inconsiderable weight landed on his abs.

  “Fine. Your safeword can be red, okay?”

  Adam knew it was the right thing to do, no matter how much he liked the idea of David having no way to escape him.

  David smiled, looking relieved. Then he frowned. “What happens if I have a gag in my mouth?”

  Adam bared his teeth in a wide grin. “How about, anytime I put a gag in I’ll tell you beforehand what I’m going to do, and then if you want you can safeword out in advance.”

  The implication being that once the gag was in, David’s safeword was suspended.

  “That doesn’t really sound very sane,” David said, referencing the annoying rules again.

  “It’s not,” Adam admitted. “It’s still how I want it.”

  For a while David looked at him, uncertain and weighing his situation, but in the end he nodded.

  “Okay. But you can’t lie and make it seem like something isn’t going to hurt when it will. You have to be honest.”

  Adam lowered himself back down, chest to chest, kissing the corner of David’s mouth. “Of course, baby. I’ll tell you exactly how much it’s going to hurt.”

  The rest of the day, Adam kept the mittens on David’s hands, though he did unclip them from the cuffs around his thighs.

  “How do I pee in this?” David asked after breakfast – the meal spent on his knees between Adam’s legs eating from his hand. He stood in the kitchen door, tripping from foot to foot like he was about to pee himself.

  “Sitting down,” Adam said, putting the plates in the sink with the rest of the dishes for the maid to take care of later.

  David shot him a look that wasn’t at all happy, but when Adam just raised his eyebrow he huffed and turned around, walking to the bathroom with hurried steps.

  While David relieved himself, Adam went into the closet and dug around for a leash and collar, along with a nice muzzle shaped to look somewhat like the snout of a dog. He sat down on the bed and laid the leash, collar and muzzle down next to him.

  When David came out of the bathroom and saw them his eyes widened.

  “Is that a gag?” he asked, eyes zeroing in on the muzzle.

  “It is,” Adam confirmed, patting his thigh. “Now come over here so that we can get you all kitted up.”

  David didn’t move. “What are you going to do?” he asked, stance wary and his whole posture tense.

  Adam scoffed. He hadn’t done anything to earn this kind of apprehension – at least not yet.

  “I’m going to spank you for not coming when I called you, that’s the first thing I’m going to do,” Adam said, annoyed. “Then I’m going to put on your collar and snout and treat you like a puppy for the rest of the day.”

  David still hesitated.

  “Good puppies get scratches and belly rubs,” Adam said, his voice low and warning. “Bad puppies get their balls spanked and their holes stuffed with electric plugs that shock their little holes until they scream. Are you going to be a good puppy, David, or a bad one?”

  Drawing in a long stuttering breath, David sank to his knees and crawled across the floor into the space between Adam’s legs.

  The simple act of submission left Adam feeling proud and full of good will. There would be no electric plugs for David yet.

  “Yes, you are a good puppy, aren’t you?” he cooed, rubbing his hands in David’s hair and tugging him in for a messy kiss. “Daddy’s good boy, that’s what you are. Now lift up your head so that daddy can put on your collar.”

  David obeyed, and Adam closed the thick leather collar around his neck. It was wider than any real dog collar would ever be, covering most of the boy’s neck and throat, but it was padded and soft and David had no reason to be uncomfortable.

  Next, he slipped the gag into David’s mouth and fastened the muzzle over the lower part of his face, strapping it into place and checking the buckles to make sure they weren’t digging too hard into his skin.

  “There’s my good boy,” Adam said, clipping the leash into the ring on David’s collar and standing up. He made his voice hard, like he really was delivering a command to a dog. “Heel, boy.”

  After a second of confusion at the change in tone, David scampered into position next to Adam. He looked up, eyes wide and uncertain, and Adam rewarded him with a wide smile and an enthusiastic good boy.

  David preened, wriggling his ass like he really was a puppy.

  “I forgot your tail,” Adam said, remembering the puppy-tail butt-plug he’d bought ages ago for use with one of the Blue Room submissives. He’d ended up not using it, though he couldn’t remember why. “Stay there while I get it.”

  David let out a nervous whine and Adam crouched down with a chuckle. “Don’t worry, it’s not going to hurt. It’s just a little plug to give your hungry hole a taste of tonight.”

  Kissing David’s cheek, right at the edge where skin met muzzle, Adam rose and went to retrieve the plug.

  Lubing it up, the width of the plug smaller than three of his fingers, Adam crouched down behind his cute pup and pushed the plug in with one little shove, making David yelp and jump. He smacked the boy’s ass, rubbing the reddened skin hard.

  “There you go, puppy’s got a nice tail to wag for daddy.”

  David looked over and studied his new tail. He wiggled his ass, the rubber tail waving back and forth like he really was a happy puppy.

  The look he shot Adam was not impressed.

  “I have other puppy gear we could use,” Adam warned, crouching down and petting David’s head with both hands. “A full body rubber suit, actually. You’d have to fold your arms and legs up and walk on your knees and elbows, and the tail that comes with it is a real monster, but you’d look fantastic. Is that what you want?”

  David shook his head, eyes wide and innocent and more than a little nervous.

  “Okay then,” Adam said, kissing his nose and standing up.

  He didn’t actually have a suit like that in his apartment, but the gear room at the Blue Room did, and if he was in the mood he could drive over there and borrow it for David.

  He probably would, at some point in the future.

  Looking down at David, Adam spent a few moments enjoying the sight and letting his cock get hard. His jeans were tight, but he could still see the exact moment David noticed his erection.

  There was nothing but want in the boy’s eyes.

  “Come on, let’s see how good you are at following commands,” Adam said, giving the leash a little tug. “And then if you’re really good, daddy will give you a nice big bone to chew on.”

  Adam chuckled at his own joke, leading David out of the bedroom and down the hall to the living room. It was time to see just how long David could follow pointless commands until
he snapped and earned himself a nice, long punishment.

  Adam couldn’t wait.

  4

  David

  It didn’t take David long to catch on to the game Adam was playing. There were only so many times he could sit, roll over and play dead in a row before his frustration got the better of him, and it was obvious Adam was pushing him to disobey so that he could punish him.

  Finally, David just sat down, crossed his legs, and glared up at his annoying daddy.

  And that was another thing. Adam seemed to have decided that daddy was his new thing.

  It wasn’t that David didn’t like it – the squirmy feeling of dirty-bad-wrong that filled his belly every time Adam used the word was delicious – but it was starting to get a little much.

  “Are you a naughty puppy?” Adam asked, groping his crotch and kneading his bulge as he looked down at David with stern playfulness.

  “Mhmhm,” David said, the gag mumbling his voice until it was just noise. It didn’t matter. His tone and volume made it clear how annoyed he was.

  “Does my little puppy need a spanking?”

  David swallowed around the thick gag, his cock trying to fill the tiny confine of the cage Adam had cruelly locked it in.

  He nodded.

  “Bad puppy,” Adam growled, reaching down and lifting David up off the floor. He held him in a bear hug and carried him over to the couch, draping him over his lap. “Thinks he can get away with disobeying his daddy.”

  David rolled his eyes, though Adam couldn’t see it.

  Adam pushed one of David’s legs down between his own, trapping it between his meaty thighs, the size of his bulge letting David know just how much his older lover was enjoying himself. Adam then grabbed his wrists, pulled them behind his back, and locked them together by the cuffs on the mittens, delivering the first smack right afterward with absolutely no warning.

  The slap was hard, David crying out a muffled shout, and Adam followed the hit up with another, and then another, and then David realized that his spanking was well underway, and he wasn’t even a little bit prepared.

  Fast and brutal, Adam rained blows down on his ass, his meaty hand connecting with the flesh of David’s cheek with resounding force.

  It didn’t take David more than thirty seconds to start crying and wriggling to get away, but Adam wasn’t having it.

  “Be a good boy and take your spanking,” he demanded, smacking David’s ass even harder.

  David tried to obey, his cock pressing so hard against the cage that the pain rivaled his spanking, and before he knew it Adam was gathering him up in his arms and hugging him tight.

  “You did so good,” Adam crooned, unbuckling the muzzle from David’s face and stroking the indentation the straps had left on his cheeks. David felt shell-shocked and startled, the spanking having ended as abruptly as it began. “Let daddy turn your ass all red and pretty.”

  Adam leaned in and kissed him, not giving David a chance to reply. His tongue was thick and demanding, pushing in and seeming to take up all the space in David’s mouth, all the while his big hands held his head in place so that he couldn’t even think of moving.

  When Adam pulled away, David was breathless and panting, his cock so desperate to be hard that he could feel the need all the way up into his spine.

  It was agony.

  Unclipping his hands from behind his back, Adam unbuckled the cuffs on David’s wrists and pulled the mittens off his hands. Taking David’s left hand in his own, Adam massaged his palm and fingers with a firm grip, his tendons tight and stiff from holding a fist the whole night.

  He could feel Adam’s cock beneath him, hard and wanting, and as the older man massaged his fingers all he could think about was how much he wished he were on his knees so that he could take it into his mouth.

  Adam’s cock was glorious. Long and girthy, with a wide head and an even wider base, it was the kind of shaft that dreams were made of.

  “How are you feeling?” Adam asked, releasing David’s left hand and moving on to his right.

  “Good,” David said, surprising himself by how scratchy and rough his voice sounded. When Adam just looked at him, he blinked and thought harder about the answer. “My ass hurts, I really want you to take the cage off my dick, and I kind of want to give you a blowjob.”

  Adam’s mouth curved up in a smirk. “Just kind of?”

  David shrugged. “Maybe if you take the cage off?” he suggested, hopeful that Adam was feeling benevolent and would let himself be manipulated.

  Adam laughed, the sound heartfelt like it was coming from deep inside his stomach. He shook his head. “Nice try, but that isn’t coming off until at least tomorrow.”

  David tried not to perk up too much at that. Tomorrow was much, much better than their wedding night.

  Who even knew when that would be.

  “So do I still get a blowjob?” Adam asked, teasing like they both knew the answer. He lifted his hips, making David bounce slightly on his lap.

  “I guess,” David said, his mouth watering as Adam pushed him down to his knees between his legs.

  For a moment David just stared at the pronounced bulge in Adam’s jeans. He could clearly make out the shape of his shaft, the crown of his cockhead a solid line in the denim, along with the mound of his balls.

  Sliding his hands up Adam’s thighs, hard muscle and denim beneath his fingertips, David leaned in and nuzzled his cheek against the inside of his thigh.

  Musky and delicious, the scent of Adam’s crotch was heady and delightful, and David shuddered in anticipation of how intense it would get once he got his nose right into Adam’s balls.

  “Dirty boy,” Adam growled, grabbing him by the hair and pushing his face into his bulge. “You like the way daddy smells?”

  David shuddered, but he didn’t answer.

  Adam smacked his cheek. “Answer me, boy.”

  “I love it,” David moaned, breathing in deep and pushing into the bulge. He could feel Adam’s cock against his cheek, warm and stiff through the denim.

  “Good boy,” Adam said, reaching down and unbuttoning the top button of his jeans.

  From there on, David could do the rest. He took the zipper of Adam’s jeans between his teeth and worked it down, biting at the flap of fabric and tugging it down over the massive cock trapped underneath.

  Adam’s cock sprang free like a Jack-in-the-box, hitting his stomach with a hard bounce

  “Let me take my shirt off,” Adam mumbled, leaning forward and tugging off his tight tee.

  David reached up and licked over the exposed abs, kissing his way across the defined ridges of muscle until he reached the head of Adam’s cock nestled above his belly button.

  “Take it in your mouth,” Adam ordered, but David ignored him. He gave the fat head a wet kiss, and then licked his way down so that he could bury his nose in Adam’s neatly trimmed pubic hair, right at the base of his thick cock.

  He breathed in, and Adam laughed.

  “You’re such a little pig,” he growled, grabbing David by the hair again and holding him in place. “Maybe I should dress you up as a pig, huh? Is that what daddy’s boy wants? To be daddy’s nasty little pig?”

  David shook his head, glancing up to show Adam just how not on board he was with that idea. Puppy play was fine – puppies were cute – and though he’d seen cute pigs, he didn’t find the idea of being one even the slightest bit appealing.

  “Of course you don’t,” Adam chuckled. “You’re a puppy, aren’t you? Daddy’s good little puppy boy.”

  David didn’t answer verbally, but he figured that the way he licked his way up the vein on the underside of Adam’s cock was answer enough.

  Once he reached the top of Adam’s cock, he opened his mouth wide and took it into his mouth.

  After that it was Adam’s show. He grabbed David by the hair – using both hands – and held him steady while he fucked into his mouth and throat with practiced viciousness.

  Adam’
s cock filled David’s throat, making him gag and choke until the tears were flowing faster than they had during the spanking.

  “You can take it,” Adam growled, pulling David’s head down on his cock, curling his stomach when he was all the way down and holding him in place.

  David felt surrounded and claimed. It was like the whole world faded into the background, just him and Adam’s cock in an ocean of calm.

  It felt like he was floating.

  “Fuck, I’m going to come,” Adam warned, David didn’t know how much later, as though David was no more than a passive hole for him to fuck. “Swallow it down, baby. Swallow my load.”

  David could feel Adam’s cock throb as he came – could hear his grunts and feel the tightening of his fists in his hair – but his cock was too deep to let David taste or actually feel the load in his mouth.

  Relaxing his grip on his hair, Adam sank back into the couch with a moan of pleasure. He ruffled David’s hair, hand moving down and thumb hooking in his cheek next to the softening cock still resting on his tongue.

  David stayed still, the weight of Adam’s cock in his mouth as impossible to break free from as the iron grip on his hair earlier.

  “You like that, huh?” Adam asked, removing his thumb. “Being daddy’s little cockwarmer?”

  David didn’t answer, but the words felt right. The floaty feeling from being used was just as strong as when he’d been getting his throat fucked.

  “You’re doing such a great job,” Adam said, stroking his hair tenderly. “Make yourself comfortable. You can stay down there as long as you want – daddy isn’t going anywhere.”

  David let his head rest against Adam’s inner thigh and closed his eyes, pulling his knees up to his chest and hugging them as he focused on the taste, weight and presence of Adam’s manhood resting on his tongue.

  It was heaven.

  To be continued…

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