Chapter 10 – Jasper #3
Climbing onto the bed, I wrap the tie around his hands before threading it through the slats of the headboard.
Part of me wishes I was naked, but I know that if I strip I would take things further than I want them to go.
I promised myself that Otis’s first time isn’t going to be part of a scene, and that is a promise that I’m going to stand by.
Getting back off the bed, I stand at the end and look over to Otis spread out on the bed, his breathing has already accelerated and he looks absolutely glorious. And my dick is telling me how much he appreciates the sight.
“I promise that I’m going to take my time, but if it gets painful you may tell me and I will slow down. Do you understand?”
“Yes sir,” Otis replies.
Placing the lube beside Otis, I climb on the bed and cover Otis’s body with my own.
I really wish I could’ve felt his flesh against my own, but I’m still going to make this good for him.
I take his mouth in a kiss, before trailing them down his body.
I’d wanted to tease him. Make him break the no sound rule, but I don’t want to take it that far today, though I can feel him squirm under my touch.
When I reach his dick, I nestle my body between his legs before running my tongue up his length, sucking the pearl of pre-cum from the head. Taking him into my mouth, I swirl my tongue around the head before I slide up and down.
Picking up one of his legs, I place it on my shoulder before reaching over and grabbing the lube bottle and squirting it over my fingers, and for the first time ever I take a deep breath. I have never wanted someone to enjoy this as much as Otis.
“This will be cold,” I warn as I run my finger around his entrance, before pushing inside. As I expected, he tensed up, and so I pause, waiting for him to get used to the sensation.
“Relax,” I command, as Otis takes a deep breath. I feel him relax around me, so I slowly push my finger in, until it’s fully seated. “You are being so good. You keep doing that and I will reward you.”
Slowly, I begin to move my finger in and out, and only when it's moving freely do I add a second. Again making sure that Otis gets used to it, and wow, I can’t believe how well he’s doing with this.
“Are you ready for the toy?” I ask.
“Yes, sir,” Otis pants out.
Reaching into my pocket, I pull out the plug and cover it with lube. I have to be impressed with Otis’s choice. Not only is it a good size but the weight is perfect for a first timer, too. Pushing it into his entrance, I hear a gasp from Otis, but I let this noise slide.
“Good boy,” I say. “You are so beautiful.”
My words make Otis relax again and I’m able to push the plug all the way in, and I can see the end, nestled beautifully at his entrance.
Dropping his legs, I know it’s time to make this enjoyable for him.
Leaning down, I run my tongue up his length again, before taking it back into my mouth.
I slowly slide up and down his length a few times before speeding up, and through it all Otis doesn’t make a sound.
The only indication I have that Otis is enjoying himself is when I spot his hands clenching into fists.
When I see that his hands are going white, due to him holding them so tightly, I grab hold of the plug and begin moving it in and out.
I then angle it to his prostate and Otis almost bounces off the bed.
Yes, that’s the spot. I slow down my movements to let him calm down before speeding up again, and when I hit his prostate next time, Otis is cumming.
Filling my mouth, and I swallow him down.
When he starts to go soft, I finally let him go, and gently pull the plug out. Fuck, he was good. He obeyed my every command. He was simply beautiful. Covering his body with my own again, I seal his lips with mine, pushing in my tongue so he can taste himself. Loving the moan I capture from him.
Reaching up, I untie his hands. “Fuck me, Otis,” I say to him.
“Was that okay?” I love the fact that he understands that the scene is over.
“Okay? You were fucking beautiful,” I tell him.
“You’re still dressed.”
“I can remedy that,” I say as I get off the bed, slipping the plug back into my pocket.
I will have to remember to wash it tomorrow.
I strip out of my clothes in record time, before pulling up the sheets and climbing back into bed.
Laying on my back, I pull Otis over to me so that his head is on my shoulder, making sure we are both covered.
“Why did you stay dressed?” Otis mumbles, and I can hear the exhaustion.
“To keep myself in control. I promised you that your first time won’t be a scene,” I tell him, and place a kiss on his forehead.
“Is it always like that? Because….” Otis starts.
“I will always make it good for you,” I tell him, but I’m not sure if he heard me, as I feel him relax in my arms and his breathing evens out.
What I do know is that I have never experienced a first scene like this.
Never had a sub follow my instructions so easily, and that’s when I know that this man is going to be very dangerous for my heart.