Sir.
From his lips, it sounds like the best thing I’ve ever been called.
I reward him by smoothing my hand over his sore ass, in small circles.
I can tell he likes this by the way his hips slowly follow the same direction, chasing after the warmth and softness.
“Let’s try that again,” I say softly, running my hands up and down the back of his thighs, and cupping below his cheeks gently. “Are you going to listen better next time?”
“Mmmm, yes sir.” He nods his head and I watch his dark hair tumble around him, hiding his face.
“Will you be a good boy for me?” I ask, sliding my hand down his crack softly, before resuming the same path as before.
“Mmmm, no promises.” He teases.
I smack my hand down hard again, on the opposite cheek this time. His ass tenses, as he gasps, attempting to crawl away, but I keep him secure. “Ah, fuck! Shit!” He calls out.
“You want me to stop, you tell me to stop. Otherwise, answer me properly,” I say roughly.
“Dammit. Okay.” He groans, getting back into position. “Ask me again.”
I smack him again, hard this time.
“Shit!” He coughs.
“You’re not in charge here, remember?” I whisper at the back of his head. “You’reminein this tent. And I’m going to make you admit it,” I knead the back of his ass again, making him buck his hips to chase after some friction. I feel his hard dick swinging between my legs and I know it must be killing him to not have me touch him but he's going to have to earn it.
“Will you be a good boy?” I ask again, giving him another chance.
“Yes, sir. I’ll be so good to you, sir.”
This answer satisfies me so I move my hand softly down his back, softly rubbing his ass, drifting my fingers through his crease, and softly running them against his taint until I come back up again.
“Mmm, good boy.” I answer. “You’re going to come again for me?”
“As many times as you want me to…sir.” He exhales, tilting his hips up enough for him to rub his dick softly against my legs.
“You trying to come now?” I ask.
He drops his hips back down. “No, sir.”
This makes me smile. Now he’s getting it.
“Good. I’m not fucking done with you yet.” I look around the tent until I see the lube bottle sitting close by.
“Stay on all fours,” I say, tapping his ass.
He obliges, sitting up for me to get up from under him.
I reach out to grab the lube and come back to see him waiting for me, in all his glory.
“Fuck,” I whisper, my mouth instantly watering.
He’s so…beautiful.I lightly stroke my cock, as I drink my fill of his ass, just waiting for me to do whatever I want with.
“Look at you,” I say, getting closer. I rest on my knees behind him as I knead his soft skin. He buries his face down on his forearms, obviously feeling shy in this position.
Wanting to rectify this feeling, I decide to be truthful. “I’ve never seen a more perfect sight before.” I say aloud.
