“Tell me if it hurts too much,” I told him. Though I was very much a sadist, I had compassion and understood what he’d been through.
“It won’t hurt. Just please, fuck me.”
I smacked his ass.
“Pup, you will tell me if it hurts.”
“Yes, sir.” He wiggled his ass at me. Thankfully he wasn’t able to see the smile that erupted on my face due to his little ass wiggle.
“Good, pup.”
I slowly pushed the head of my cock inside and encouraged him to relax. Considering everything he’d been through, he was tighter than I had expected. His back and shoulder blades tensed, and I encouraged him to relax as I made my way in. I stilled myself when my skin rested against his ass. I was all the way in.
I knew Brandon had his virginity stolen by Sebastian, so I was prepared that this would probably be emotional for him. He was still, and I had a feeling he was processing all of this. I was humbled by this young man’s bravery to climb into bed with a sadist. He trusted me, and I wouldn’t do anything to disrupt that.
“I’m all the way in your hot, tight ass. Okay, pup?”
“Yes, I’m good.”
“Good, Brandon. Get up on your hands,” I said. I had to close my eyes as he moved because the urge to start pounding away at him was almost too much. He was so eager to please. “Ready to move, pup?”
“Yes!”
Brandon wiggled that ass of his again and almost sent me over the edge. I spanked his ass cheek a few times, which only made him relax. He looked over his shoulder at me and smiled. His face was a touch red with embarrassment, but damn, he had a wicked, playful gleam in his eyes. He had no idea how well he fit with me.
“Hold on, pup.” I winked at him.
I put my foot flat on the mattress beside him and leaned against his back. As I began to pump his ass, he hissed. Brandon pushed himself back to meet each of my thrusts while he moaned or mumbled some other phrase to let me know he was enjoying it. I reached forward and took hold of his light brown hair. When I started to spank his right butt cheek, Brandon really started to moan.
“Jesus, James! Fuck! Yes! God yes, harder!” he begged.
I loved this young man dearly.
I continued to spank his ass while my cock moved in and out of him. Brandon’s moans were music to my ears over the sound of my flesh slapping against his. When Brandon reached for his cock, I let go of his hair and slapped his hand away.
“Keep your hands on the bed, pup,” I panted and took hold of his firm shaft.
I felt the burn quickly build, and moments later I released my seed deep inside him. I couldn’t hear his moans over my growls as jets of cum filled him. Even though I had stilled myself, Brandon still grunted and pushed his butt backward at me. I smiled when I realized that I pushed Brandon into a sub-space. His trance-like moans were the telltale sign.Pain to pleasure.Before I softened and slipped from him, I wanted him to come.
“Aren’t you a dirty pup?” I teased him.
Brandon got off on light verbal humiliation, and I knew how to give it to him, but with care and caution.
“Bouncing back on my cock and getting hard when you were spanked. You’re a dirty, naughty young man, Brandon. And now you have a load of my hot cum buried deep inside,” I said to him over his moans while I stroked him.
“Mmm, yes … I’m your dirty boy,” Brandon mumbled while moving his butt against me.
“Ready to come for me?”
“Yes!”
“Ready to shoot your dirty load all over these sheets, you naughty young man?”
“Yes!”
“Then do it.”
I spanked his ass hard, and I felt the muscles of his ass squeeze my shaft like a vise as he grunted out his release.
