“Good, when we get back to my place after you undress and I put your play collar on, you’ll mount your spankingbench.”
When I began to laugh, he asked what I had foundamusing.
“You said ‘mount.’”
He tweaked my nipple, causing my dick tothrob.
“Hands off your dick, my boy. A little edging will be good foryou.”
I had to sit there for the rest of the ride home as he pinched my nipples and squeezed my chestmuscles.
“Are you going to fuck me on the bench?” I asked. I knew that I needed to be fucked. I ached and needed therelease.
“I never just fuck you, Ryan,” Russell said in all seriousness. “We may go at it hard and rough, but love is never absent from anything that wedo.”
He wasright.
Within thirty minutes, I had my play collar on and was bent over the spanking bench in his playroom. He spanked my ass with his bare hand until my ass felt like it was on fire. I didn’t know how his hand didn’t get sore fromthat.
Russell rubbed soothingly over my raw butt cheeks. He grabbed one of my cheeks and took a few steps to reach for something on the small table beside the spanking bench. Lube. My heart began to race with excitement, and I lifted my head off the spanking bench. He tugged on a cheek, and then I felt the slick fluid as it was applied tome.
When he pushed a finger in, I felt like a fire had broken out on my body. The sensation was so intense, and it made me incredibly warm. He finger fucked me with a combination of deep and shallow strokes. It was a heady mix of pleasure and torture. Russell liked to go slow and take his time. His finger had reached a really sensitive spot and caused me tomoan.
I wantedmore.
No, I neededmore.
“Russell.”
“Need something,Ryan?”
I lowered my forehead to the bench and tried to subtly push back at his finger.I needed him.He had been amused and gently patted my ass cheek on oneside.
“Tell me,Ryan.”
“I need you,” I admittedquickly.
“Good boy,Ryan.”
He removed his finger and before I knew it, Russell had pushed the head of his dick into me. Even though he pushed slowly, he hadn’t stopped until he was all the way in. It felt like he was about to split me intwo.
“Fuck,” I hissed out as he began to thrust in andout.
I placed my palms flat on either side of the bench, straightened my arms and locked them at the elbows to push myself upright. The pressure had been sointense.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Imumbled.
Russell put a hand on my lower back, and the other hand stilled myhip.
“Easy, Ryan. Relax. Stop shallow breathing. Breathe, my boy. Take a deep breath.” I followed his instructions and felt as if he had moved deeper intome.
“Fuuuck!” I grunted as Russell picked up his pace. The sensation was both pain and pleasure, and it had consumedme.
I reveled in everything that I felt physically as he pushed me higher andhigher.
“I’m going to fill your ass,Ryan.”
“Jesus,” I said under my breath as I felt the effect of his semi-dirty talk had on my dick. It wasn’t really dirty talk, but fuck, it turned me on. Russell continued to pound away at me. He felt so damn good. I was so turned on and high on him that I began to fuck him back. I braced my hands on the frame and bounced back at him. I burned for him. I ached for him. I needed him. All of this pushed me. “Fuck! Fill me!” I shouted andbegged.
