Chapter Two #5
Reaching around, he caught the weighted nipple clamps and pulled on them.
Ethan went blind with pleasure as his body bowed, and he came again. Gene had to brace him, or he was falling backward.
It was damn difficult not to cum, and instead let Ethan use his erection, but Gene was going to hold on for as long as he could.
“Keep riding cock, Tala. One more time,” he ordered, loving every second of this. His Tala was amazing, and the greatest gift in his life.
At his demand, Ethan obeyed.
He rode his mate, abusing his own body with the big man’s rock-hard dick. He felt so full, and like he was going to explode apart at any second.
“So good,” Ethan muttered, as his nipples were punished, and his ass was stuffed full.
He began undulating his body, riding him the way he wanted. If he was going to suffer, so was Gene.
“Oh, shit,” Gene muttered, as Ethan worked his cock like a pro. Someone loved having dick in his ass, and being abused.
He kept bouncing like a good Tala. If he wanted a fucking, he needed to obey.
Oh, and it was clear that he craved obeying.
As more people walked down the beach, Ethan flushed red, and Gene saw them. He punished his ass, landing slap after slap on his cheeks, reddening them.
“Oh, God,” Ethan whispered, his body tingling. He felt like he was having an out-of-body experience. He was restrained, his arms behind his back, his ass stuffed full of dick, and his nipples wearing the dangling, swaying weights.
“Cum for me, Tala,” Gene said, knowing that he was close. He could feel his ass clenching down, locking Gene’s dick into his body. “Make sure everyone knows it too.”
God.
He was exposed but so goddamn horny. He wanted to cum in the worst way, and he was right about there.
“Fuck!” he shouted. “I’m cumming!”
And he began spraying cum all over the place as he was forced to keep riding through the orgasm.
“Oh, God! Daddy! Fuck me so hard!” he begged.
That was all Gene had to hear.
Now, after that show, he was ready to show Ethan exactly how brutal he could be. Gene only hoped he was ready for it.
Shoving him off of his cock, he set his wrist free, and put him on his knees, facing the water. Gene straddled the chair, and dumped more lube on his dick.
Oh, he didn’t need it.
There was going to be enough cum to lubricate it, but he wanted the full-beach experience.
“Please,” Ethan begged, as the weighted nipple clamps swayed back and forth, making him hyper aware they were there.
And he wanted to have them played with too.
Gene always brought out a part of him that he could only describe as slut.
He was a slut for this man.
“Take my ass,” Ethan begged.
Oh, that was the plan.
Taking one of the belts, he looped it around Ethan’s throat, and tightened it up. It barely gave him the ability to get air, and Ethan loved it.
“Tighter,” he begged. “I need you to fuck me until I pass out,” he admitted.
And there was a new kink unlocked.
What Gene had learned being a dirty bottom himself was that in the height of sexual pleasure, the truth would come out, and lovers would share.
Like now.
Ethan trusted him with that sexual need, and he’d make sure he gave it to him.
That was his duty as his Top.
Like when he was the bottom, Ethan fulfilled all of his kinks—no questions asked.
Now, as he was enjoying the view, it wasn’t lost on him that Ethan looked slutty, used, and perfect. All he needed now was someone to walk by again, because he was about to fuck his ass.
HARD.
“Take me, Daddy. Please. I need you.”
Oh, not as much as he needed him.
With a jerk of his hips, he slammed home, burying his cock in the man’s ass.
Ethan gasped, and then whimpered as he was fucked.
“Who owns this ass, Tala?” he asked. “Who owns your perfect ass?”
He whimpered instead of telling him, and that was punishable. You always answered your Top.
ALWAYS.
“ANSWER ME!” he ordered, dropping the other belt across his ass to leave a red lash.
Ethan shook.
“You own me. You own all of me!” he declared because it was the truth, and Ethan was fine with that.
Gene kept fucking him, and as he did, Ethan was at his mercy. His nipples hurt, and he liked it.
God.
He loved it.
In that position, being punished, Ethan was a man on the edge, and he knew he was at Gene’s mercy.
As he was taken, brutally, he focused on the beach, his nipples, and how hard his dick was.
“Touch yourself, Tala,” Gene ordered. “Daddy’s close to cumming, and I want all of my cum to stay in your ass. You have until I cum to get off. I suggest you start jerking off as quickly as you can.”
That was all he had to hear.
Ethan was desperate.
He was pumping away at his dick, Gene was filling his ass, and his balls ached.
This was the hottest sex he’d had yet, and he was pretty sure Gene would top it while on vacation. The man liked to get creative.
“I want you in Tala-mode all vacation,” Gene ordered, not giving him a chance to not do what he asked. “In fact, when we go eat later, and that moonlit stroll on the beach, your ass is going to be full of your favorite vibrator.”
Ethan was trying to concentrate, but it was damn difficult.
He heard parts of that.
Stroll.
Ass.
Vibrator.
That’s when he swallowed, knowing that this was going to be the day of unimaginable pleasure and punishment. Someone was going hard.
“God. No,” he whispered, knowing that would be torture.
“Oh, yes,” he said. “I’m about to cum, Tala. You’d better cum now, or you’re done!”
Before the words were out of his mouth, Gene exploded, filling his pet’s ass full of cum, and the whole time, Ethan was panicking.
He didn’t cum in time.
Moaning, Gene sat down, and closed his eyes. He needed a little break, and to get them cleaned off for the next part of their vacation.
Immediately, Ethan locked that cum in his ass, knowing better. He also stopped jerking off, because the window had closed.
Instead, he turned, and sat there, obediently. Only, his dick ached, and his balls were still full.
Shit.
When Gene opened his eyes, he saw him waiting, like a well-trained sex toy.
“Oh, Tala, your body is spectacular. Keep that cum in there. I need lubrication later.”
He whimpered, but did as he asked.
“Does Tala want to cum?” he asked, playing with the man’s nipple clamps. He was tugging roughly on them, and he knew it was sending shockwaves to the man’s balls.
Ethan loved a good nipple torment.
He nodded.
“Address me, and use my title. Beg me to let you cum, Tala.”
He moaned.
“Please, Daddy. Let me cum,” he whispered. “Let me jerk off for you.”
Gene had a better idea because while he loved taking Ethan’s ass, he loved his ass being taken just as much.
A bottom had to bottom.
“Fuck me, and service me,” Gene ordered. “You’ve got some work to do.”
At his words, Ethan moaned.
He felt so dirty, and he loved it.
He knew that anyone walking by would get a good view of his ass, and him taking Gene.
So that added fuel to the fire.
Putting Gene’s thighs over his, he dumped lube all over his dick.
“Rim me,” he ordered, and Ethan did what he asked, making sure the man’s asshole was wet.
Gene moaned, and enjoyed his time with Tala. He wasn’t kidding. Tala would be here the whole week.
Bet.
On.
It.
“Now, fuck me, and make it good,” Gene ordered. “Daddy cums first, and you cum on command.”
Ethan nodded.
“Please,” he begged. “Let me fuck you.”
Gene nodded, and immediately, Ethan went to work. He slipped into his ass, and he began taking him.
He moaned.
“Harder,” Gene ordered.
The whole lounger was rocking, as Tala was servicing his Daddy.
Gene reached up and grabbed both dangling nipple clamps, and Ethan moaned.
“Oh, fuck, but I want to cum in your ass, Daddy,” Ethan muttered, as Gene had full control over him, and was using his body.
And Ethan loved it.
When he pulled on the belt around his neck, it got tighter, and Ethan got wilder. He fucked like a machine, and he was beyond obedient.
“That’s my Tala,” Gene admitted. “If you could see the people watching you right now,” he whispered. “You have an audience because of how spectacular you are, pet.”
Ethan’s body shook.
One of the hottest things about flipping roles was Gene knew how to talk to him in a way that made him feel dirty and wanted.
Two of his favorite things.
“Please cum! I can’t hold on much longer,” he warned, barely holding on. His balls were being brutalized as they slapped against Gene’s ass, and they were desperate for release.
“Don’t cum, Tala,” Gene warned.
Only, Ethan couldn’t hold on.
He couldn’t stop himself.
He was beyond his control.
So he came.
Oh, and he came hard, erupting in Gene’s ass in a tidal wave of heat.
“Oh, fuck me,” he muttered, as his balls emptied, and he became unsteady.
Gene sat him down, and he switched placed with Ethan, binding his hands above his head again.
Then, he proceeded to straddle his body, and work his dick over to cum one last time.
Ethan laid there, watching the bigger man pump his dick furiously, and he knew he was going to be wearing some cum.
And he wanted that.
Opening his mouth, he waited obediently for his Daddy to cum.
Gene saw him, and lost control. The obedience and willingness to be his fuck toy made him lose it.
He.
Came.
Hard.
He exploded, pouring onto Ethan’s tongue, cheek, and neck. He gave him a facial, and he never looked sexier than with Gene’s cum dripping from his chin.
As that heat coated him, Ethan moaned. There was no doubt in his mind that they were going to kill each other yet.
Moving away from him, he left Ethan covered in cum, and bound to the chair with a belt tightly around his neck. He looked beautifully used and abused.
This needed to be remembered forever.
Inside the hotel, he grabbed his phone, and began taking pictures of his sexy toy. There would be no way he’d let anyone see these but him, but Ethan didn’t know that.
It was time to keep the sex fantasy going for one hell of a week of pleasure.
“Oh, Fuck Toy,” he said, playing with Ethan’s nipple jewelry. “You’re wearing these and a vibrator to dinner. I love seeing them on you. Someone deserves some pretty titty jewelry while we’re here.”
Ethan whimpered.
“Please,” he begged.
Gene thought he was tapping out, but he was wrong.
“Do it. I need it,” he admitted, that flush of red moving up his chest and to his neck. “I need it so goddamn bad.”
Then, it was done.
It was clear in Gene’s mind that this trip was a gift for Gene to relax, and one for Ethan to be able to be the man he was under that FBI persona.
They were both getting what they wanted.
Clearly.
“I want you uncomfortable and horny all night long. We’re going to fuck so many times today, you’re going to walk funny.”
Ethan hoped so.
“I love a good picture of a cum slut,” Gene said, showing Ethan how he looked.
Immediately, his dick went back into the upright position as soon as he saw himself. He looked wanton, used, and…at peace.
This man gave him so much calm.
Gene was honest.
“I’m going to clean myself off, and then, I want you to get your itsy-bitsy banana hammock on, and do the walk of shame to the water to clean off. You’ll use the ocean to get clean, Tala—for Daddy.”
Ethan gasped.
“There are people down there!”
Gene lifted his chin.
“Who’s fuck toy are you?” he asked. “Who tells you what to do?”
Ethan swallowed, refusing to have the game end. That would be disappointing. Embarrassment was one thing, but not feeling like this was far worse for Ethan. There was no way he’d let that happen.
“I’m your fuck toy. You own me, Daddy.”
The second it was out of his mouth, Gene smiled. There was the surrender.
Ethan Blackhawk was tucked away, and Tala was here for the next week.
This was the best goddamn vacation he’d ever had in his whole life.
“And Daddy wants the world to see how you take cum, Tala. You’re my cum dumpster. Don’t forget it.”
He wouldn’t.
How could he?
Gene had changed him, and Ethan didn’t want to go back. He liked feeling owned, and like he was protected.
So Tala was here to stay.
Forever.