Chapter Eight #3
Because Gene loved him some debauchery.
Oh, and he loved Ethan more than anything in the whole world.
This was his gift to him.
Sitting in front of Ethan, Gene was completely naked, and he had a sexy submissive on his knees just waiting to be told how to please him.
“You need to ask permission,” Gene said, as Ethan was staring at his erection. “All of the time,” he added, knowing there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t give this man.
NOTHING.
Ethan glanced up, and he stared into Gene’s eyes as he decided what he wanted.
“Please let me swallow your cock and taste your cum. I need your cum to be whole.”
Jesus.
Gene might die from this before he got Ethan fully trained and ready. The man didn’t realize how devastatingly sexy he was.
He.
Was.
Hot.
“You may,” he said. “Fill your belly.”
That was all Ethan had to hear. He crawled between his spread thighs, and wrapped his fingers around Gene’s dick. Then, he feasted.
The moan was from both of them as the heat went up in that room.
As Gene was devoured, Ethan was turned on in more ways than he’d ever experienced before.
This was true control, and it was his. In the storm, his lover, his mate, and his owner gave him so much power.
“Fuck, but your mouth,” Gene whispered, staring at the man on his knees who was still jerking himself off as he gave one hell of a blowjob.
It was so sloppy, saliva was dripping onto his balls, and off of his sack.
With the tail end of the leather belt wrapped around his fist, it closed off some more air for Ethan, and his body bucked.
He was lightheaded, but so horny.
All he wanted was to be fucked, and held down to be taken. He wanted this man to do whatever he wanted to his body, knowing it would bring him so much pleasure.
“Can you breathe?” Gene asked, as Ethan continued to blow him.
He nodded slightly, unable to answer because he had Gene’s thick cock all the way down his throat. He’d fought to swallow all of him, and between the belt and dick, he was woozy.
And he loved it.
“Make me cum,” Gene ordered, “and before you swallow, you show your owner, me, my cum on your tongue.”
Ethan kept bobbing his head, lavishing the head of his dick with as much attention as he could give him. His one hand was pumping away at his own erection, and the other was on Gene’s.
The whole time, his ass was screaming from the minty lube and the thick dick buried in him.
And in that moment, he didn’t want to cum as much as he wanted to please this man.
God.
He loved his life.
As he watched his sexy man work his dick like a pro, Gene knew he was going to cum. There was no way he could hold on much longer. He was so turned on by this side of Ethan, that he didn’t want to hold back.
He didn’t need to.
Gene could go all night.
“I’m about to fill your belly with my cum,” he muttered, and as he did, he exploded.
His sexy submissive choked on the sheer volume of cum that erupted from Gene.
He tried to swallow as much as he could, but it leaked from the corners of his mouth. It dripped back down Gene’s erection, pooling with the saliva on his balls.
When the room stopped spinning, Gene took in the scene between his thighs. Ethan was watching him, his dick still down his throat, but his eyes staring up at him.
He rewarded him by tightening the belt with his fist, and enjoyed the way his eyes showed not panic, but euphoria. This was definitely one of Ethan’s pleasure points, and he’d have to pursue it for him.
“Tala, I could keep you like this for hours, and I’d stay hard. I love seeing your lips wrapped around my cock.”
There was a moan from the man, and it sent vibrations through Gene’s body, keeping him hard.
Now, he knew what he wanted to see.
“Show me,” he said.
When Ethan let Gene’s dick slip out of his mouth, he opened it, and there was cum on his tongue.
Using the belt, he pulled Ethan up, and caught his mouth with his in a kiss that rocked both men.
And choked Ethan.
The belt was so tight, and his fight or flight began kicking in as he tried to get air. Part of him wanted to rip off that O-ring and cum, and the other part of him wanted to fight so he could take a deep breath.
As the room began spinning, and he became lightheaded, his body went slightly lax. All there was now, was the controlled kiss.
Ethan put his faith in Gene.
Oh, and Gene was having a good time.
There was something sexy about Ethan fighting to break free to breathe, and Gene having the ultimate say if he could or not.
He’d never let him stop breathing, but he liked how he was desperate. The nipple weights were banging off of each other, and his body bucked.
When his fight slowed down, Gene released the belt enough so that Ethan could pull in some air.
He stared him in the eyes.
“I think you like that a lot,” he said.
Ethan didn’t get embarrassed.
“More,” he begged. “I love it, Daddy.”
Yeah, that was one more kink that he could add to their list of fun things. Ethan was blossoming, and navigating the things that made him feel good.
“Again,” Gene said, pointing at his dick, and again, Ethan began worshipping it.
He was back on his knees, showing his Top how much he appreciated the chance to blow him.
Oh, and he was a sloppy mess from the cum that escaped his mouth, and it was now running down his chin.
And Gene liked him like that.
So much so, that he picked up his phone, and recorded the moment.
“Be a good little cum slut, and make sure you worship Daddy’s balls too. Daddy likes a rim job.”
Ethan moaned, and went to work.
The whole time, he knew he was being recorded, so he really gave him a show.
Gene slid down on the chair, so his ass was more accessible. As Ethan got him all wet, Gene knew what he wanted.
To take Ethan’s dick. Someone was going to cum a lot when he was finally set free, and all of that cum was going to be in his ass.
Sue him.
He was still a bottom at heart, and Ethan had a spectacular dick.
“Tonight, Tala, you’re going to fuck me until you’re empty.
You will not be fucked. Am I clear? In fact, you’re sleeping with that beast in your ass.
I want you stretched out, and able to take a pounding.
Because when we go on our next vacation, I know a place where I can make all of your fantasies come true. ”
Ethan whimpered.
“I can take Tala there, bend him over a horse apparatus, and fuck his ass in front of a room full of people. Is that the kind of thing my cum slut wants?”
Ethan moaned deeply as he kept worshipping Gene’s dick and balls. At his words, he shook.
He did.
He absolutely did.
He didn’t understand why that particular kink got him off, but he remembered going into Bull’s, and being made to blow Gene in public, and pull his own dick out to jerk off.
The sex they participated in afterward had been explosive, and so incredibly wild. The mere idea that Gene would fulfill that fantasy for him thrilled Ethan.
“Answer me, Tala. Is that one of your kinks?” he asked again.
He stopped blowing him.
“God. Yes. It is,” he whispered, a flush moving up his tan flesh. “I want to be fucked by you and owned by you. I want you to show me off, and use me in public. I need to be, Daddy. Please.”
Gene ran his fingers down his cheek.
“There will be a contract, and I will own you, Tala. Don’t think I’m kidding. By the end of our vacation, you’ll be mine.”
He swallowed, and waited.
“How far do you want me to take it?” he asked. “I can take it as far as you need.”
Ethan knew the truth, so he shared it.
“When we first moved in together, and when I told you every morning you were to wake me with head, I secretly wanted that for myself. I want you to use me and make me do anything you want when we’re not working, or home. I want to experience that.”
Yeah, he wasn’t shocked. Many of the things he planned on making Ethan do were things he’d crave himself.
They’d take this journey together, and have fun along the way.
“I’ll make up the contract. You’ll experience everything.”
Ethan hoped so. He wanted to explore and learn. He never wanted to feel like he missed out on anything again.
Now that they’d come to an agreement, Gene knew what he wanted.
“You may fuck my ass.”
Ethan moved, desperately wanting to cum in the worst way, but he wanted to be trained even more. He never wanted this feeling to end.
He felt whole, finally.
Gene gave him that back.
Staying on his knees, he nudged the tip of his dick against Gene’s ass. When he started pushing in, Gene moaned.
“Oh, Tala, I like your dick. Make me cum, and then, I want you to fuck me until you can’t fuck me anymore. All night, when you want to cum, you’re going to wake me up, slip into my ass, and empty your balls in me.”
That gave him hope that he would be cumming at some point.
When he was all the way buried in Gene’s ass, Ethan’s breathing was erratic as his hips began moving. Gene was tightening down on his dick, and it was maddening because of that O-ring.
But he didn’t say a word.
Instead, he serviced his daddy.
“Oh, fuck!” Gene muttered, as Ethan hit that one spot over and over again.
It was pleasure overload.
“I’m about to cum,” Gene warned. “Catch every drop and swallow me. If you miss any, you stay in that chastity belt all night,” he warned.
Ethan wanted that in the worst way.
He wanted to feel full like this, and trapped like someone’s prey. He wanted Gene to own his whole body, mind, and soul. He wanted to be able to make someone crave him like Gene did.
“Oh, fuck!” Gene shouted, and he began cumming. Unfortunately for Ethan, he was late to the party, and some of Gene’s cum hit him in the neck.
The rest was swallowed.
When Gene was done cumming, he stared at Ethan.
“Again. Fuck me again. You’re my fucking machine until I say otherwise!”
And Ethan went back to his duty as this man’s bottom and property, knowing he was going to have to work for this.
Desperately.
He fucked Gene hard, burying his swollen, sore dick in his ass, trying to find a way to get past the O-ring’s control so he could cum.
But he couldn’t.
It wasn’t happening.
Someone was sadistic, and Ethan craved that in the worst way.
As for the man being fucked, Gene’s balls tucked up into his sack as he was prepared for another round of cumming. When he yanked on the ‘leash’, cutting off more air, Ethan’s eyes rolled up into his head as he was trapped in pleasure overload.
The visual for Gene was too much.
Yeah, he was going to enjoy the training of Ethan Blackhawk.
Bet.
On.
It.
“Oh, Tala, get ready to catch my cum,” he ordered, as his body betrayed him, and he came again. “FUCK!” he shouted, as Tala managed to catch all of his cum this time, like a good pet.
When he was done sucking his dick, Gene pointed.
“Again.”
And Ethan went back to fucking him without being able to get an iota of pleasure.
NONE.
He was so horny and frustrated, but he wanted this in the worst way.
To learn.
To grow.
To feel.
As he was sweating from the exertion, Gene was enjoying the ass worshipping.
He had one more in him.
“Come on, Tala. Show Daddy how you fuck an ass. Maybe if you’re good, tomorrow I’ll set you free and take yours.”
He whimpered, and kept going, that overwhelming need to cum still trapped in his body.
This was sadistic.
And he loved it.
“More,” he begged, knowing Gene would understand. “Train me more.”
Oh, he would.
By the time he was done, Ethan wouldn’t think, he’d just do, and that was what he wanted. In their world, they spent most of it trapped in a darkness that could break you if you let it.
This gave them freedom.
It gave them peace.
There was no death here.
There was just pleasure.
As he pulled on the nipple weights, Ethan gasped and looked rapturous. He looked like he was going to have the mother of all orgasms.
If his cock wasn’t in lockdown.
Instead, he fucked harder and with desperation. He pounded Gene’s ass, dying to get off.
And was denied.
Oh, but Gene came again.
And again.
And again.
By the time he was finished, he was tired, and Ethan was wildly desperate.
“Please let me cum,” he begged. “Please.”
Only, Gene was training him.
“We’ll clean up and go to bed, Tala,” he said. “I’m tired, and we need to rest.”
There was no way Ethan would rest. His dick was so swollen that he was pretty sure it would fall off before he could get sleep.
He’d spend the night humping anything he touched.
And that was the point.
As they went in the bathroom, Gene had him clean up, and then brush his teeth. The whole time, he knew Ethan was struggling to contain that need, but that was why training was important.
He needed to learn to control it.
Together, they did their nightly ritual, and got ready to sleep.
Well, he’d be sleeping.
As he pointed at the bed, Ethan got in, and Gene walked over to the French doors. When he opened them, they could hear the waves crashing down the beach, and smell the salty air.
When he got into bed, Gene laid on his back, and Ethan moved into his side, and the whole time, he said nothing.
He was either trying to stay calm, or was afraid he’d be wearing the chastity belt all day tomorrow.
“Daddy,” he whispered. “Please.”
Gene heard the desperation. The ONLY reason he was giving in was they had to work. If this was vacation, and not both tied up in a shitastic work bow, the man would be spending his night humping the mattress, air, Gene’s leg…
Someone got lucky.
“You may take off the ring, and cum, but I told you the rule, Tala. All of your cum must stay in MY ass. If you cum in our bed, tomorrow will be punishment.”
There was a sigh of relief.
“So if you have to wake me up all night because you need to cum, then do so. If not, expect to be punished. I have a cage for that magnificent cock of yours, and I’ll use it. Going forward, I own every drop of your cum, and I’m greedy. I like to know where it is at all times.”
As for that cage, it had been his dick. Gene had bought it so Ethan would make him wear it, but he’d do the same to him.
And enjoy it just as much.
As they cuddled down, Gene heard the glide of the silicone ring coming off of Ethan’s dick, and his body moving over his to mount him.
Oh, and mount him he did.
He fucked his ass furiously and came not once, not twice, but a third time. He pumped his ass full of cum before finally giving up.
The whole time, it was incredibly erotic for Gene to watch his man, his sexy submissive, get off finally. The rapture on his face was spectacular, too.
When he’d finally emptied his balls, and Gene’s ass was at max capacity, Ethan passed out next to him.
and Gene smiled.
God.
He loved this man.
And he’d die loving him.
There was no doubt about that.