Circling his erect, trapped cock, it seemed to delight in pushing him to the edge. Shaking, Brent realized he was talking, but his brain couldn’t keep track of the words. Every part of him was focused solely on the maddening pleasure that racked his body.
When the ear plugs finally came out, and the fabric was removed from his eyes, Brent was overwhelmed and desperate. It took a few long seconds before Calen’s words made sense.
“You did such a good job. So beautiful. So perfect.” The words were loving and filled with emotion. “Watching you present yourself for me. Having that incredible cock on display for me.”
It wasn’t until Calen’s words brought Brent’s attention back to his erection that the sub realized his Dom was still touching him. The feather dragged over his skin in the lightest, fleeting touch but it was overwhelming.
“Master.” Brent could hear the plea in his voice but he wasn’t even sure what he was begging for.
“Are you ready to please me? Are you ready for me to use your body for my pleasure?” The words were erotic enough that they sent passion through Brent, but the look on Calen’s face made them even hotter. Seeing how badly he wanted his submissive sent need racing through Brent again.
“Yes, Master. Please.”
Calen took his hands and started to rise. Following his master, Brent only wanted to obey. As Master helped him to stand, Brent felt the strain and prickles in his muscles. Giving him a moment to steady himself, Calen waited and watched.
When Brent was steadier, Calen started leading him back to the bedroom. His brain was still foggy and body oversensitive, but all he wanted to do was please Calen. The Dom’s words were soft and low as he directed Brent to lie on the bed.
As Brent lay down, Calen went around and started adjusting something near the corners of the mattress. “Stretch out, love. That’s good. Arms and legs open for me.”
Then, to Brent’s surprise, Master started attaching his arms and legs to cuffs fastened to the bed. Once he was firmly secured, Brent watched as Master started unbuttoning his shirt. It wasn’t until Calen’s grin turned wicked that Brent realized he was pulling at the cuffs. The desire to touch Calen and be the one to strip him was a desperate need that was uncontrollable.
Watching Brent squirm on the bed only seemed to make Calen more aroused. By the time his shirt was off, his Dom’s impressive erection was straining against his pants. Brent cursed the bonds holding him down as Master reached down to flick the button on his pants.
The slacks and underwear slid to the floor with a thud that seemed to echo in the room. Master was naked and there was nothing Brent could do but lie there and wait. Calen had talked about using him for his pleasure, but what had he meant?
Brent thought back to their discussions and Calen’s worried confessions, but he couldn’t be sure what would happen. Watching as Calen started walking toward the bed, Brent found himself holding his breath in anticipation. When Master paused at the head of the bed and opened the bedside drawer, Brent’s world narrowed to the condom and lube in Master’s hand.
“You want to please me, don’t you, love?” Crawling on the bed, Calen looked like a Greek god come to life. Muscles rippled over his impressive frame and his cock hung long and thick between his legs. Making no attempt to hide his desire, Calen was pure sex, but Brent could see the old fears lurking in his Dom’s eyes.
“Yes, Master. Anything.”
Calen’s smile had a wicked feel as he knelt between Brent’s spread legs. Brent could only watch as Calen opened the condom and covered his sub’s aching erection.
“Maybe when you’ve shown me how good you can be, and when you’ve earned it, I’ll let you come inside of me, but not yet. You have to be a very good boy to get to mark your master.” Calen’s words sent swells of emotion and need rolling through Brent.
The idea that he would be used bareback someday and that he would get to shoot his cum inside his master was overwhelming. They’d discussed the fact that they’d both been tested since they were last with someone, so it wasn’t completely out of the blue, but the knowledge that Calen would let Brent orgasm inside him was incredible.
“I’ll be good, Master. I…I’ll be good…” Words tumbled out of Brent as Calen smoothed lube over the erection he was going to use to pleasure himself. That was when it finally hit Brent. He would be Master’s life-size dildo—a flesh and blood sex toy for Master to use. And with the ring around his cock, Brent knew Master could use him as long as he wanted.
He knew that Calen could see the exact moment when Brent realized it. His smile took on a predatory gleam and his eyes flared with passion. There were no more worries lurking in Master’s gaze, he was confident and thoroughly enjoying Brent’s reactions.
To Brent, he couldn’t have looked more amazing.
When Calen reached around behind him with two lubed fingers, Brent thought he would have a heart attack. “Please, Master. Please…”
“You want to watch? You want to see me stretch my hole so I can use your cock?”
Nodding his head vigorously in a desperate attempt to make sure there would be no misunderstanding, Brent pleaded. “Yes, Master. Yes. God, please. Master!”
Watching the hesitation creep back into Calen’s gaze, Brent could only beg and try to let his master understand that he was more than okay with what his Dom wanted. Turning enough so that Brent could see, Calen slowly fucked his ass, stretching his hole with lubed fingers. The tight ring around Brent’s cock was the only thing that kept him from coming.
It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.
Calen shivered, and Brent knew the pain and pleasure that had to be flooding his Dom. He couldn't decide what he was more jealous of, that Calen was readying his own hole or that he was getting to feel what Brent knew were incredible sensations.
“Can I…Master…sometime…” Brent didn’t even know how to ask what he wanted. Would Calen let him?
Calen’s voice was thick with desire. “You want to be the one to stretch me next time I use your cock? You have to be a very good submissive if you want that.”
