I stop scratching his scalp and reach around his head, firmly gripping his chin, his head now nestled in the crook of my elbow. I don’t grip him hard enough to leave marks on his jaw. All the while I’m still tapping on his chastity cage with my fingers.
“Tonight, after dinner, once we have Leo back in bed and he’s asleep, you and I will go into the bathroom. Have that large, veiny dildo ready, and plenty of lube. Since our earlier cuddle time was interrupted I’ll be nice and give you a chance to fuck another one out of yourself while you suck my cock in the shower.”
His breathy whisper makes my cock stir. “Thank you, Mister President.”
My hand cups the cock cage and presses it against his groin firmly enough to make him whimper. “You might not be thanking me at the end of two weeks if I decide to keep you locked up, baby.”
Jordan squirms a little, struggling against the urge to hump my hand because he knows it’ll feel uncomfortable no matter how horny he now is. “I’ll always thank you, Mister President.”
I lean in and kiss him. “Ah, you say thatnow.” I grin.
“Uh-oh.” He nervously giggles.
God, I love that sound.
* * *
“Uh-oh,”Jordan gasps.
I grin down at him from where I’m safely seated on my shower bench. “What’s the matter, slut?”
He winces, panting a little as he squirms where he’s kneeling on the shower floor in front of me. “I forgot how big this thing is, Mister President.”
“Remember that the next time Sir wants to use it on his boy.”
That’s if I ever let Jordan’s Sir make another appearance. Frankly, this close to the end of my term, I’m tempted to keep Jordan in this mode because it’sfun.
This dildo is one of the largest in our toy collection and has a super strong and adjustable suction cup base on it for convenience.
Right now, it’s stuck on the shower floor at an angle so Jordan can ride it while sucking my cock.
First, he has to get it buried inside his ass.
I lean over, reaching for his nipple rings and playing with them, making him gasp. “That help you a little, slut?” The water’s running and steam fills the shower.
Jordan whimpers. “Yes, Mister President.” I love watching his hips as he squirms and wiggles and rocks as he slowly presses his pucker down on the enormous head of the thing. Yes, it can be a challenge getting it in if it’s been a while, but once it’s in there and everything’s stretched out, riding it feels amazing.
I speak from experience.
Its veiny texture and head are insanely pleasurable as they glide along your prostate.
But it is…large.
I tug on his nipple rings. “Just think, slut. You’ll be intimately acquainted with this cock in the weeks right before my last day. If you’re used to taking this without any problem, you’ll be able to take me and Leo at the same time when we fuck you at my desk in the Oval.”
His lower lip’s caught under his teeth as his gaze swivels up to meet mine. Lust hotly burns there, fueled by eager, desperate need. “Promise?” he whispers.
I twist his nipple rings hard enough to make him wince again. “Oh, my little fucktoy, you’d better believe it. Maybe I’ll keep you caged until after my term ends. You’re always far more desperate when you can’t touch your cock. Maybe by the time I’m a civvie again there won’t be any need to remove your cage because you’ll be an expert at coming just from being my fucktoy.”
I lean in, dropping my voice. “Wouldn’t that shock your Daddy,hmm? To see his innocent little boy being my needy, greedy ass whore? Begging to be fucked into coming all over my cock?”
He gasps as he flexes his hips and the head of the dildo no doubt finally breaches him. “Yes!”
I pinch his nipples. “Yes,what?”
“Yes, Mister President!Ahhh…” Yep, he’s got the difficult part done, and now he can get the rest of it seated inside him.
I press my forehead against his. “All the way to the base, my little whore. You know how this works.”
