Loved & Locked #2
“Beautiful,” Laurie said as he admired his work, tracing a finger up my thigh until he reached my cock.
“But I think it’s time to unlock this. Especially since I’ve removed temptation and you can’t touch yourself.
” He retrieved the small key from his bedside table and eased the cage off my dick, which sprung into life as my desperation and need to come boiled to the surface.
“Always remember beloved,” Laurie continued as he put the cage aside and bent down to lightly kiss the head of my cock. “You belong to me. And so do your orgasms. When we’re together, you may not come without my permission. Because you are mine.”
“Yours,” I said, love and desire filling every inch of me. “All yours. Forever.”
“Forever.” Laurie kissed my abdomen and smiled up at me. “And now, I think we should enjoy some of that breakfast you made.” He picked up the bowl of whipped cream. “We don’t want it to go to waste.”
He dipped two fingers into it, scooping up some cream before holding them to my lips. “Suck.”
I opened my mouth and groaned as he pushed his cream-covered fingers between my lips, happily sucking them clean and reminding him just what I could do with my tongue.
Laurie moaned, eventually pulling his fingers from my mouth and scooping up more cream before holding them to my lips. I was more than happy to suck them clean again.
I’d wondered if he was going to feed me all of it, but the third time scooped up the cream he tilted his fingers and let it splatter across my cock.
I gasped and then cried out as Laurie leant down and slowly licked the cream up, his tongue teasing my shaft and the soft head as he collected every drop.
My waiting orgasm bubbled under my skin, but Laurie was clever enough to keep me on edge.
Frustration coiled in my chest, but I knew better than to complain and when I did start to think about it, Laurie held more cream to my lips, putting my mouth to better use.
“Good boy,” Laurie said, as he dripped the last of the cream on my cock. “I think you deserve a reward.”
“Y-Yes! I’ve been so good,” I begged as Laurie slid down between my legs and lowered his head. “Please, Laurie. I’m such a good boy.”
“You are.” He ran his tongue up my shaft. “My good, beautiful, perfect, beloved, boy.”
Every word was punctuated with another lick that made me gasp and groan, and when he’d collected the last of the cream he gently encouraged me to lift my thighs so he could slide his tongue between my cheeks and tease my hole.
My cock jumped, leaking onto my skin as Laurie began to worship my hole with his mouth. Every move he made was deliberate and I felt so perfectly on display for him. Laurie has said I was his and I was, totally and completely.
I was his toy, his boy, his best friend, and his beloved.
And I would be until the end of time.
“Can I make love to you, beloved?” Laurie asked, looking up from between my thighs with slick lips. “I want to claim every inch of you and remind you that you’re mine.”
“Please,” I said, nodding my head hard. “Fill me, Laurie. I want to feel your load dripping out of me all day. I want to feel it soaking my panties and reminding me who I belong to.”
Laurie groaned. “Fuck, darling. You say the sweetest things.”
He kissed my inner thigh and then went to retrieve the lube, pouring some onto his other hand—the one he hadn’t used for the cream—before starting to work me open.
I didn’t need much prep, but Laurie always insisted on taking his time.
I wasn’t sure if it was because he enjoyed torturing me and watching me squirm, or if it was because he was so desperate never to hurt me.
I needed more though.
“Laurie… my love, please. I need you. Make me yours,” I said, my voice dripping with adoration.
I loved him so much sometimes it scared me, because it consumed everything inside me like wildfire.
But at the same time, how could I be afraid of that love?
It was powerful and beautiful and it had given me everything I’d ever wanted.
Laurie’s love was the very air I breathed.
His fingers gently slid out of me and I watched him strip off his silk pyjama bottoms before he knelt between my thighs, slowly stroking his cock to full hardness.
I smirked to myself because I knew he’d been focused so much on me and my pleasure he’d hardly been thinking about himself, and there was something deliciously heady in that.
He might be in control, but we both knew I was the centre of everything.
Laurie moved between my thighs, slowly guiding his cock to my waiting hole. As he pushed inside me, he leant down to kiss me softly, his tongue sliding inside my mouth, claiming all of me.
I wished I could wrap my legs or arms around him, but I was still tied. And honestly, I loved the feeling of being completely at his mercy while he made love to me slowly.
Every deep thrust sent me closer to the edge and my gasps and moans grew in volume until they filled the room, drowning out everything else.
“I love you,” Laurie whispered, sliding a hand between us and gripping my cock. “So, so much, beloved. I want us to come together. Will you do that for me?”
“Yes! Yes, together,” I said, already delirious with pleasure.
“Good boy.” He kissed me again, stroking my cock in time with his thrusts. “Come for me, Theo.”
I screamed in delight as my first orgasm in a week smacked into me like a ton of bricks, my aching cock drenching the two of us in cum. I could barely breathe, my muscles frozen as bliss flooded me.
And then Laurie growled out my name, his shaft pulsing inside me as he filled me with his release, reminding me that I was his. He kissed me again, the two of us panting and gasping. “I love you,” he whispered, repeating it over and over, sprinkling in soft praise like marshmallows.
“I love you too,” I said. “You’re mine, Laurie. Forever.”
“Of course, my darling. Forever.”
He kissed me again and then slowly pulled out of me. I shivered in delight as I felt his cum trickling out of me and I grinned as Laurie gently began to untie me. He took such good care of me, I really was the luckiest man in the world.
When I was untied and had quickly cleaned up while Laurie had tidied the ropes away, he pulled me into his arms in the middle of the bed and kissed the top of my head.
I was tired and sated, but in the best way and I hoped, since it was only the morning, I might get more orgasms later.
We’d just have to see what the day brought.
“Now,” Laure said, reaching for the abandoned breakfast tray. “The waffles will be a bit cold, but they should be okay. Can I feed you breakfast, beloved? Then you can shower, get dressed, and then I have a present for you?”
“A present?”
“Of course, it is Valentine’s Day. And you are my true love.”
I grinned happily and kissed him again. “We are true loves.”
“And my heart is yours beloved. Always and forever.”
The End