“Please, Sir. Please come in my ass!”
“More.”
“Please fill Your boy’s ass with Your cum, Sir! I need Your cum in my ass!”
Keith could hear the capital letters in Scott’s fervent pleas. It spun his own orgasm closer to the surface as his balls swung back and forth with every stroke. “Who owns this ass?”
“You own this ass, Sir!”
“That’s right.” He drove deep, hard, his orgasm hitting him like a train, making him gasp as he thrust one last time. He held still as his balls pumped his load into Scott’s ass, his eyes falling closed, his grip loosening on Scott’s collar.
After a moment, he pulled out. “Wait here.”
He left the bed and washed up in the bathroom before he returned to the bedroom. “On your back, boy.”
Scott immediately rolled over, his cock rigid and leaking pre-cum.
He leaned in and carefully licked at Scott’s slit, his lips slowly sliding down the man’s shaft, not enough friction to get him off but enough to draw a long, needy moan from the man.
Straightening, he picked up the tube of lube and tossed it to him before climbing back onto the bed, on his hands and knees, ass toward Scott. “Lube me up good, boy. Play with my ass.”
He felt Scott’s fingers trembling as he did, tentative at first, then more sure as Keith rewarded him with moans, praise, direction. Hell, it was even getting Keith hard again.
Finally, he sat up, turned, and took the tube back. He lubed Scott’s cock, then his own, before tossing the lube aside and straddling the man.
“Don’t close your eyes,” Keith said. “You watch me. And don’t you dare come without permission.” He grabbed the base of Scott’s cock and lined the head of it up with his own hole, slowly sinking down onto him, impaling himself all the way to the root.
Scott’s whimpers of need only served to fire Keith’s and finished hardening his cock again. He grabbed Scott’s right hand and put it on his cock. “You make me come again first, then you can come.” He smiled. “You come before I do, you’ll go home with an ass covered with cane stripes, including a couple across your balls.”
He slowly rode Scott’s cock, loving the knowledge that he was the first man Scott had ever been with, the first ass Scott had fucked, the first to fuck Scott. Scott’s hand stroked Keith’s cock while Keith reached down and massaged his balls.
“That’s it, boy,” he encouraged him. “Get me off, then I’ll let my good boy put a load of cum into his Sir’s ass.”
Scott wore a devastatingly handsome look of desperation as he chewed on his lower lip and kept his blue gaze focused on Keith. His hand moved faster, harder, finally getting Keith close to the edge.
He rode Scott harder, faster, loving the way the man’s cock hit him right in the sweet spot with every stroke. “Keep going, boy. I’m almost there.”
Finally, he felt it, squeezing his balls as he let out a moan and his cum shot out all over Scott’s hand and abs. “Go ahead, boy,” he gasped.
Scott let out what was quickly growing to be a familiar moan of pleasure before his cock started throbbing inside Keith’s ass. Keith kept riding him for several more seconds, making sure Scott had finished, before falling still.
He smiled. “Now you know what has to happen, right?”
“Sir?”
He grabbed Scott’s wrist and pushed it up to his mouth. “You get to clean up the mess.
Scott eagerly licked Keith’s cum from his hand. Then Keith scooped stray drops of it from where it’d landed on Scott’s abs and chest and fed it to the man.
Scott licked and sucked it from Keith’s fingers as he did.
Maybe we do have time for one more.
He made Scott slide down the bed and straddled him, pinning Scott’s wrists over his head and slowly fucking his mouth. It didn’t take Scott long to get him hard yet again, and Keith made it a quick one. He did it hard, fast, deep, making Scott take it and enjoying the loud moan from under him as one small, final load of cum ended up inside his boy. This time, in Scott’s mouth.
Breathless, Keith climbed off him and pulled Scott into his arms, kissing him. Scott’s cock was stiff again and rubbing against Keith’s body.
He reached down and squeezed his cock, hard. “That one’s for Noel,” he said. “If she decides she doesn’t want you tonight, then you have to hold it. Don’t you dare rub one out. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“In fact, from now on, you are not allowed to masturbate without permission. You want to rub one out, you either ask me, or you can do it with Noel. You have no excuses not to get sex.”
Hopefully, the added bonus would be Noel staying satisfied in bed, for now, at least, and get her used to the idea that her husband had a boyfriend.
“Yes, Sir.”
He smiled, nibbling on Scott’s lower lip. “Good boy.”
* * * *
Scott could still feel Keith’s cock fucking his ass as he drove home a little after ten that night. He got why Keith was keeping him horny for Noel’s benefit, but it didn’t help that he now had a raging hard-on that wouldn’t go away.
And he was a good boy. He wouldn’t disobey Keith’s orders.
Besides, he wouldn’t put it past Keith to compare notes with Noel and check up on him. With everything out in the open, there was no reason to hide anything.
When he returned home, Noel was in bed, but awake and watching TV. He’d taken a quick shower at Keith’s to clean up before leaving, so he was able to go right to bed.
She crooked a finger at him, grabbing his cock as he climbed into bed with her.
“Did he fuck you?” she asked.
He nodded.
She squeezed his cock, almost reminding him of how Keith had done it. “He left you horny?”
“He wanted to make sure I could take care of you.”
“Well wasn’t that considerate of him.” She released his cock and, reminiscent of her Ma’am days, grabbed a fistful of his hair and shoved his head toward her pussy. “Then get down there and take care of me, and I’ll let you fuck me and take care of that.”
He was just starting to lick her pussy when she added, “He called me after you left there and told me you’re not allowed to masturbate. That if you want to come, it has to be with permission, or with me. So make it good, if you want to fuck me, or you’ll go to sleep horny.”
He moaned with need, echoed by her as his lips and tongue went to work on her pussy, pulling a loud orgasm from her a few minutes later he knew wasn’t faked.
When he started to climb on top of her, she rolled him onto his back and straddled him, reaching over to the bedside table for something.
She shoved the vibrator into his hand. “Make me come one more time while I’m fucking you,” she hoarsely said as she started riding his cock.
He twisted the base, turning it on before he pressed it against her clit. She rode him hard, her eyes closed as he used the toy to get her off a second time. It was when he felt her pussy contracting around his aching cock that he finally quit holding himself back and let go, exploding inside her.
With a satisfied sigh, she rolled off him as he shut off the vibrator. “That was good. Guess he’ll get a good report from me.”
* * * *
Noel rolled over with her back to Scott, but pressed against him. Something about Keith’s tone on the phone still rolled through her brain. Hell, just talking to him had made her horny, even though he hadn’t said anything to her to do that to her.
Well, okay, what he’d said about Scott had helped make her horny.
Maybe there’s more Domme in me than I thought there was.
That wasn’t the only thing Keith had told her, though. The other part of their brief conversation was one that would stay between her and Keith.
“You always get veto power, as long as you’re married to him,” Keith assured her. “If you need us to stop or change what we’re doing.”