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We’ve spent twenty minutes wrestling for the dominant role in our apartment and the fight is nearing its end. I had him pinned once but he quickly flipped me over – bastard is a lot stronger than he looks. I haven’t given up protesting that I can win this thing but he’s already moved me into position to breed me. He’s using his muscular thighs and pelvis to hold my legs open and leave me vulnerable to his cock, the tip of which is dripping its hot pre-cum onto my public hair and groin

He sees his chance and pounces on me, seizing my mouth with a kiss. This declares that he’s won the right to penetrate me. One hand of his traverses up my side and gives me full body shudders. I weakly protest my loss by pushing up on his bicep but he’s already frotting against me. Oh, who am I fooling? I’ve lost. I will have to submit to his cock and let him claim his prize, not just now, but whenever and where-ever he wants until another challenge is initiated or until one of us moves out.

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After three hours of edging, Rory’s cock is the hardest it’s ever been. His balls are firm and he desperately wants to cum. It’s a curse though, because after he’s cum hands free Jason is going to lock him up in chastity for two weeks. Rory tells himself that despite how badly he desires it, he won’t come; he’s never been able to climax without being touched. Should be easy. That is, until Jason mounts him and drives his cock right into his g-spot over and over.

What technique! Rory’s head spins while his cock twitches and bounces in response to being fucked in quick thrusts. It seems to go on forever as Jason has record stamina. He barely pauses to re-lubricate twice. An alpha male he can come whenever he needs, so when Jason decides it’s time he grabs Rory’s waist and sheaths his cock with the boy’s ass as hard as he can. Rory cries out in helpless frustration as it triggers his first hands-free orgasm. He watches the seed drip to the floor with a look of trepidation and fascination. He doesnt want it, yet it feels too incredible to stop wanting. Unable to stroke his own hot cock without falling over and unable to stop the inevitable lock-up, Rory is completely at Jason’s mercy. Maybe he won’t notice…

“Oh Rory, look love, you’re so horny you just came everywhere when I fucked you. Let’s lock you up now so you’ll always associate the click of a lock with your first big accomplishment in freeing yourself from masturbation.”
Rory whimpers, “Y… Yes sir.”

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He hasn’t seen me yet, standing behind him with a bemused smile on my face. Normally it’s his job to greet me at the door but I actually prefer coming home to see this. I drink in the sight of him, nude and casual and lost in a book. His parents were hard-core fundies and only let him read super-Christian material growing up, so books as rewards are the best currency in this house. I’m guessing he finished all his chores early today. I feel like I should get him some padding for his elbows, but I know what he’s doing on the floor. It’s in the high 90s today and that floor is probably the coolest surface in the house.

Damn, he is a sight. The bottom half of his body is paler than the top half from his cycling hobby. That ass…that waist…those fine, sharp shoulder blades. The urge to pick him up and caress him is strong. I reprimand myself. I need to stop fawning over him before I start to fall in love. I can’t be a good Sir for him that way. Strict. Authoritarian. That’s the way. …is it really so awful to want to make love to your slave?