Hey Everyone...
Yeah I was absent for some time, no specific reasons... just doing life, you know...
anyhow here is an update.
Chapter 6: What happened next
It was three days since Dean and I had our little talk. By now I had paid some money into his account reimbursing him for the toys he got the other day, giving him enough for my special item and making sure there was a little extra there for him to spoil himself with whatever he wanted.
I made a very clear rule that if it was anything other than food or clothes he would need to take it past me first, but he could get anything in theory.
We were going to meet today for a run. I finished up work and got changed into my exercise gear, a full length running tight, showing off my muscled legs and a regular rather tight cotton t-shirt. Lastly I pulled on my socks and running sneakers.
I made my way downstairs and headed to the park nearby.
I turned the corner and saw Dean waiting for me. He was dressed in shorts, the leg sleeves stretching around his thick thighs. Sporting a running vest and his sneakers.
I went on my toes to reach his height and gave him a peck on the cheek.
“How’s it going boy?”
“Good thanks, sir.” The last word was whispered as he glanced around trying to determine if anyone could hear.
I smiled, recognizing his embarrassment and feeling a little rush from it.
I started running, he caught up easily and we paced around the perimeter of the park. He matched my stride but I soon realized his bigger frame was not built for running. But he could probably dead-lift twice what I can.
Between my rhythmic breaths I managed a question, “Did you bring my gift?”
“Yeah, and I have to say, not too comfortable right now.”
I had the biggest grin on my face. My big stud had a plug in his ass, in public, wearing next to nothing. Could my life be any better? I felt myself being sucked into the vortex again. The place where I forget about dynamics and just want to grab Dean and abuse his tight body.
“You really are something.” I manage through my short breaths.
We keep a good pace around the park and soon head back to my apartment.
I opened the door and led Dean in. The door barely shut and we were connected at the mouth. The kiss was hot, our sweaty bodies radiating heat, testosterone and a sweaty aroma.
I pushed Dean against the wall as he peeled off his top. His gorgeous hunky torso gleaming in the dim unlit apartment. I ran my hands over his abs and grabbed hold of his pecs. He leaned in for another kiss.
The record scratched in my head bringing me back to my senses. Dean was getting this way too easy. I pulled back, out of reach of his kiss.
Dean’s eyes opened, I could tell he knew what he did. “Sorry. I just get carried away. I know I should wait for you to kiss me but I just…”
I remain silent, looking into his eyes.
“Say something please.” Dean’s eyes dart back and forth between mine.
“Drop down and give me push ups.” I ordered, my words once again running faster than my thoughts.
Dean looked at me slightly confused.
“Come on, that’s easy enough right? Push ups.”
Dean slowly gets onto his palms and assumes the push up position. He starts off with speed and soon reaches 30. By now my mind had caught up and I kicked my running sneakers off, revealing my white sweat stained ankle socks.
I stepped up to Dean’s face, my sweaty socked feet right beneath his bobbing head, which stopped at the top of his last push up. He remained straight arms staring at my sock, the sight and the smell just hinting at what was waiting for him.
“Now, every time you go down, I want you to kiss my foot.”
I saw his body shift slightly, I detected a slight hesitance.
“Come on, this is easy for a big stud like you. You completed an entire run with a plug in your ass, a big strong jock can take this easily. Besides I remember how much you enjoyed my socks last week.”
Dean’s body slowly lowered down as his lips touched the bridge of my foot.
This small action sent a shiver down my spine. I was getting high on this power.
His lips touched my feet again.
This was absolute control.
“Now start counting, you better reach fifty boy.”
After each kiss he would count. It didn’t take him long to reach fifty.
“Ok, now on your back.”
He flipped over and bent his knees. I took a seat on them placing my feet on either side of him.
“Come here”, I motioned with my finger.
Dean did a sit up, his face inches from my swelling spandex crotch.
“And a kiss.”
He glanced up at me, with a hint of a smile, before softly kissing my package.
“You know the drill. Fifty.”
Each kiss to my semi hard-on made my mind swim in ecstasy.
The plug in his ass must make all of this extra tough, but my strong stud, was silent throughout. The only sound was his lips parting to kiss my junk, and the steady count to fifty.
He leaned back, slightly tired as he finished fifty.
“Good boy.”
I quickly went to grab some rope, as I returned into the room I saw Dean fidgeting with his ass.
“Is that uncomfortable buddy?” I asked with as much sarcastic humiliation as possible.
“A little sir. I was not expecting to be doing so much with it inside me.”
“Well, it’s going to be inside you quit often so better get used to it.”
It’s training your ass buddy, for something much, much bigger…
I swiftly tied Dean’s wrists together behind his back and helped him stand up.
“Yours or mine?” I asked nonchalantly.
He didn’t understand.
“Yours or mine?” I repeated.
“Yours?” he said unsure of what to expect.
“I was hoping you would say that.” I peeled off my sweaty socks, and took a quick sniff. The running earlier really made my stink absorb into the wet spots, this was getting closer to my special socks but Dean still had a couple sessions to go before I was going to pull them out.
“Open up.” and without protest the socks went into my subs mouth. I placed his bright blue ball between his teeth and pulled it tight. “There. That’s perfect.”
I knelt down, placing my fingers on his shorts’ waistband. I softly kissed his growing dick through his nylon shorts.
His eyes closed and he groaned.
I pulled down his shorts revealing his semi hard dick. I reached around and snuck my fingers between his butt cheeks. Feeling the butt plug, giving it a slight push to extract a groan from my boy.
“My turn to do fifty.” I grabbed hold of his semi and started pumping. By the time I reached fifteen his cock was rock hard and his body was tensed.
I slowed down, pulling away.
Waited a few seconds then continued. Twenty five.
Thirty five.
Forty. His body was almost shaking from anticipation, he was so close the veins on his member seemed like they were gonna pop.
I didn’t dare continue.
“Let’s call it fifty.” I pulled his shorts back up and stood up. My own dick was leaking precum and it was soaking through my tights. I threw my hand into my tights and rubbed away. Within seconds I came, my muscles tensing and my mind swimming.
I looked into Deans eyes as my climax waned and hot spunk spilled into my tights.
Was this reality or was I dreaming, I was in control of two peoples sexual desires! Mine and his. This is great. This is power.
“I get to do that whenever I want. You, on the other hand don’t.”
He slowly shook his head.
“That’s right. You just keep that image of me in your mind.”
I stepped up to him, and I kissed his forehead.
“Good boy. Wait here, I’m going for a shower.”