He needed it.
In a world of hypermasculinity, he wanted a place to go where he could just feel good about himself, and his body. That place was on his knees for Gene.
As he stood there, stroking his erection, Gene enjoyed the show. There was no embarrassment from Ethan, but instead, pure lust. His hand was wet from the precum that was escaping past the O-ring.
As his hips bucked, Gene loved watching him so desperate to cum.
“Service me, Tala. Your training is now.”
That was all he had to hear. He dropped to his knees, and the weights swung back and forth, turning him on even more.
Ethan wanted to wear these forever in homage to all of the desire he felt for this man—a man who was the only one who had ever unlocked this in him.
No.
He wanted heavier ones. As his training progressed, he wanted Gene to move those goalposts so that he had to work harder for it.
For him.
As he moved closer, Gene spread his legs, and Tala knelt between them.
“For the rest of our vacation, you’re going to be submissive. I want you on your knees for me. Until you’re trained, you’ll have to do what I say.”
Ethan was still stroking his rock-hard dick, and he loved the idea of that.
“You’ll only cum when I tell you, and even if I make you whip your dick out in a car, with an audience, you’ll obey. Is that what you want, Tala?”
He nodded, his breathing heavier than it had been a few seconds ago because that was exactly what he craved. Theunquestionable trust he felt for this man made him want to hand over control so he could give him everything he desired in life.
In return, he’d be loved forever.
Gene wasn’t done, so he continued to outline the rules and his demands.
“If I want you to service my cock, you’ll drop to your knees, even if we’re in a public place. Your body is no longer yours. It’s mine, and that means I can keep you from pleasure until I think you deserve it.”
He nodded, licking his lips as he obediently kept stroking his erection.
“Yes, Daddy,” he whispered, the words sounding so sweet on his lips with that vow to him.
Gene took in the sight before him. Ethan’s balls were MIA, and Gene knew that the second that ring was off, someone was exploding everywhere.
And he’d enjoy making that happen. With Ethan’s self-discovery came his own.
Maybe he wasn’t so much a bottom as someone who couldn’t live without this man. There would be no peace without Ethan, and he knew it.
“When we are home, you’ll learn true submissiveness. You’ll learn what it is to kneel, and be owned by someone else. Outside in the world, you get to be Special Agent Ethan Blackhawk, but once we walk into our condo, you’re Tala, my cum dumpster.”
He moaned.
“Please, Daddy. Please make me your cum dumpster,” he whispered, putting all of his faith and trust in his lover. They were almost at the year mark, and he trusted Gene with his life.
His body.
His pleasure.
His soul.
“You’ll sign a contract, and you’ll be mine until I release you from it. This is how I was trained, and this is how you’ll be trained.”
