Blake drew me into his arms, pressing his lips to my ear. “Playing like this is only fun if we’re both enjoying it. You can tell me if it’s too much for you.”
“No, I…I think I like it.” I pressed my lips together as I tried to come up with an explanation that would make sense to him. “You took me by surprise at first because I thought the scene was done, but yeah, this works.”
Blake chuckled at my discomfort when he slipped a leg between mine. Despite already shooting a load so powerful I had cum crusting my chin, I was ready to go again. My body sagged as I rutted against his thigh.
With any luck, his mock anger and disappointment would lead to him unleashing on my ass, using me as he saw fit for the rest of the day. He’d mentioned filling me with load after load, and I wanted to know what that felt like.
Blake quickly unlocked the door to my apartment and led me inside. The door slamming behind him made me jump. “Strip, boy. Let me see what you let that doctor do to you. Did you even check his credentials?”
“No, Sir.” I folded my hands in front of my body and kept my gaze lowered. “I should have talked to you before I made the appointment but I wanted it to be a surprise for you.”
“Well, it most certainly caught me off guard when my friend called to let me know he saw you go back into that exam room without an escort.” The kitchen chair scraped across the tile floor. “Now, you’re going to take off every piece of clothing and sit on the chair for a time out. But before that, I want to see what he forgot to take out of you before you left. Don’t look at me like I’m stupid. I can tell by the way you’re walking that you brought something home from the clinic with you.”
My hands shook as I stripped. Instead of throwing them toward the dirty clothes pile, I neatly folded them and placed the garments on the counter next to me. It wasn’t the most sanitary thing ever, but I was sure Blake would punish me for that later.
“Hands on the back of the chair and bend over,” he insisted once I was naked. I did as instructed without hesitation. Blake kneeled behind me, pressing at the base of the plug. “That’s awfully ornate for a doctor’s office to have. What did he make you do before he gave you this?”
“Nothing, I swear! He just examined me to make sure my hole was ready to take a cock,” I explained. He twisted the plug, pulling out slightly and then releasing it so the head pressed against my prostate. I bit back a whimper, unsure how he’d react if he knew I loved what he was doing.
“And what else? This hole is sloppy and loose. It was tight when you left me alone in bed this morning.” My hole spasmed when he pulled the plug out, replacing it with two long fingers. Unlike earlier when he wore gloves, now I could feel the heat of his exploration inside my body. “What is all of this? And don’t you dare lie and tell me it’s nothing but lube. Did you beg him to fuck this greedy hole because I wouldn’t?”
“No, Sir! I promise, he didn’t do that,” I insisted. Blake pressed a hand to the center of my back as he continued fucking me with his fingers. I groaned when he added a third. “He said he had to run some tests to see if my hole would stretch wide enough to take you. And then, he…he…”
Fuck, I couldn’t bring myself to say the words.
“Is this his cum I’m playing with in your ass?” Blake growled. “Don’t you even think about lying to me. Did he play with your ass and come inside of you?”
“Yes, but he said that was to help get me ready to take you.” Tears streamed down my face. It might be a game, but my brain struggled to stay in the moment with him. As if sensing my internal struggle, Blake pressed his lips to the nape of his neck, inhaling slowly until I calmed down. This simple, tender affection reminded me that both of us were playing roles and he’d never be purposely cruel to me. “He fucked me with his fingers, told me I seemed like I’d make a good cum receptacle.”
Blake shoved a third finger inside of me. It didn’t hurt as much as it did earlier. “Is this how you let him fuck your tight ass? Did you beg him to give you more? Were you hoping that if you begged loud enough, he’d fill you with his cock?”
“Yes, Sir,” I cried out.
“How many fingers did you take for him?” I was still so slick Blake didn’t need to worry about hurting me. He thrust into me so hard, I felt like the outside of my hole was going to be bruised. “I bet you wished he’d punch fuck you until his entire forearm was buried inside of you. Didn’t you?”
Blake covered my body with his, growling in my ear. “Remember, you might be a slut, but you’remyslut first and foremost. I’m the one who knows what your dirty mind and greedy holes need. I’m the one who gives it to you.”
“Please, Sir. I want that.” The chair nearly came out from under me, stopping when it hit the table leg. My legs shook and I scrabbled for purchase. “Want you to stretch me wider than I thought possible before you fuck my hole.”
“Yeah, I know, boy. That’s why I planned on fucking you until neither of us could possibly come again this weekend.” He pulled his fingers out of my ass and shoved them in my mouth. That should have grossed me out, but it didn’t. I was doing what he wanted from me, and I’d take everything. I sucked his fingers like I would his cock, cleaning the mixture of lube and cum that had been in my ass. “Do you think you deserve to get fucked?”
“Only if you want,” I responded.
Blake inserted the plug in my ass and sat me in the chair facing him. “Good answer, boy. I know you’re capable of behaving for me, and that’s the only reason your ass isn’t red and covered with welts already. Now, I want you to sit here and think about what you did while I change the sheets in your bedroom.”
I nearly pointed out that it was pointless to put clean sheets on the bed if we were just going to dirty them again, but wisely kept my mouth shut. I wasn’t sure what the endgame was here, so I needed to prove I was his good boy.
He purposely faced me toward the kitchen before disappearing. I could hear him moving around the apartment, but I couldn’t see him. Whenever I tried moving, the plug pressed harder against my prostate. I needed to come again, but I knew Blake would deny me if I so much as thought about touching my dick.
By the time he returned, beads of sweat streamed down my face. My throat felt thick, making it difficult to breathe. And if Blake so much as looked at my dick the right way, I was going to explode. He flipped a chair around so he sat in front of me, legs spread wide as he straddled the seat and his muscular arms rested on the back of the chair.
“So, you think you’re ready to get fucked today?” he asked, as if this hadn’t been the plan all along.
“Yes, Sir.” I ignored the ache in my ass when I sat up straighter. Blake needed to see the same strength I’d shown “the doctor” in his exam room. “It’s not about trusting you to make the decisions for me, but I’ve run out of ways to tell you how ready I am for you. It’s the only thing I’ve been able to think about, and sometimes I worry you’re waiting because you’re not sure about me.”
“Oh, Danny.” He cupped my cheek. “It’s never been about that. You’re one of the strongest men I know. What I wanted was foryouto see that same strength in yourself. You needed to trust that your heart was safe with me before you could surrender completely. Andthatis what today was about.”
“I don’t like feeling like you’re upset with me,” I admitted. “I know you weren’t actually upset, but I didn’t like that pit in my stomach. I don’t ever want you actually mad at me.”
