But then again, Brandon was more than that to me.
“Brandon, get this sexy mouth of yours on my cock, pup,” I breathed into his mouth.
“Yes, sir,” he panted.
His hard-on slipped from my hand as he backed up and sat on his heels. He took hold of my cock at the base and playfully flicked his tongue at my head. He flattened his tongue against the slit and looked up at me, and I about came. Those bright blue eyes of his stared up at me. They were full of so much unspoken emotion and desires. Everything he wanted and needed from me was crystal clear.
I leaned back until my shoulder blades touched the headboard. My arms stretched out on top of the headboard, and my fingers curled around the frame. I kept my eyes glued to Brandon as he playfully teased me.
“Don’t toy with me, pup. Use that dirty mouth like I know you can,” I encouraged. I saw the gleam flash in his eyes as he licked those swollen lips. His fire was more than lit; he just needed a few droplets of gasoline. “Come on, pup. Show Daddy what a good cocksucker you are.”
Brandon leaned his head back and spit a wad of saliva onto my cock. My pulse picked up the second I felt his spit hit my flesh. Brandon’s mouth slid down the length of my cock until his nose was buried in my hair. His tongue danced a medley of flicking and massage motions as he moved back toward the tip. I leaned my head back until it touched and closed my eyes to savor everything. He repeated this several times, and I was succumbing to sensation overload.
He pulled his mouth off my cock, causing me to look down at him. For a moment, I worried that perhaps he had been triggered by something and was falling away from me. Thankfully, it wasn’t the case. Brandon shifted his position and began to give my balls a bath with his tongue, which shot my mind off into a different filthy direction that we could try another time. I took a handful of his hair and guided him to my aching cock.
“I think I told you to show Daddy your cock sucking skills, pup.”
Brandon looked up at me, and I could tell from his playful smile that he knew I wasn’t at all angry or disappointed with him. He spit on my cock and said, “Yes, Daddy.”
“Bad boys who don’t listen get spanked. Their naughty cocks are put in a cock cage, and their ass plugged. Does that sound like something you need, pup?”
I knew cock cages drove Brandon wild. Sometimes before I would go to work, I’d pull his pants down, put his cock in a cage, and then spank him. I’d pull his pants back up and go to work. By the time I’d get home, he was fit to be tied. Again, he loved that type of humiliation.
Brandon’s facial expression looked like one where he was pretending to consider if my ‘punishment’ was really something for him to be scared over. Right before he lowered his head to my cock, he smirked and said, “That doesn’t sound so bad.”
I loved this young man.
His lips and tongue glided along my shaft, and it took no time at all before I was moving my hips and fucking his mouth. One of Brandon’s hands clutched my hip while his other hand held my cock at the base to prevent it from popping out of his mouth. His blue eyes bore into mine as I fucked his face. It felt wonderful, but my cock was ready to explode.
“Your mouth feels great, pup. But I need to bury my seed in you now.”
I pulled out of his mouth and moved behind him. Yesterday was our first time having sex, and I was ready to burst with excitement about doing it again. I couldn’t believe how hard I was.
“Hands and knees, pup.”
I stood flat on my feet on the bed, my feet on either side of him. I tugged his ass cheeks apart and spit on his hole as I crouched down and pressed my cock against his hole. As soon as Brandon felt my cock, he began to push back at me.
“Cock hungry, aren’t you?”
“For yours, sir,” Brandon said as he looked over his shoulder at me.
“Ready, pup?” Being just the second time having sex with him, I still wanted to prep him before I entered him.
“Please!” he whimpered and begged.
Knowing that he could feel a slight burn as I entered him sent a thrilling wave through me. I typically wanted my partners to feel it as I entered them. Out of all of my sexual partners that I had, had in the past decade or so, Brandon was by far the most masochistic out of all of them. I truly thought there might be a chance he would be able to handle what I needed to give.
“Mmm,” Brandon moaned and lowered his head as my pubes brushed against his ass.
Given my position of standing on the bed and crouched over him, it gave me much more depth, and I knew he felt it. Being balls deep in Brandon was enough to almost make me come without even moving. I was already hyper sensitive, and the moment I started to move would cause me to come quickly.
I leaned over his back and slid my hands from his waist around to his stomach and then up to his chest. As I began to fuck him, my hands rubbed and squeezed his chest.
“Mmm, James,” Brandon mumbled as his lobbed from side to side while I pounded his ass.
“You’re a good pup, aren’t you, Brandon?”
“Yes, sir.” Brandon’s voice was confident even though it sounded like he was riding in a car on a bumpy road.
