“How about I shoot this guy an email?” Daniel suggested. “He doesn’t live that far away. Maybe he could even come by this weekend.”
“You’re just itching to get your fingers on that whip, aren’t you?” Liam said, grinning. “I’m going to have to keep my eye on you. Heaven protect us from a sub turned Dom. They are the evilest of sadists.”
Daniel flushed. “I would never be anything but submissive to you, Sir,” he said softly.
“I know, baby,” Liam said, his heart surging with love.
Daniel, still kneeling, leaned forward and brushed his lips over Liam’s bare leg, sending a trail of heat directly to his groin. He stood, permitting Daniel to unzip his shorts and slide them, along with his underwear, down his legs. He stepped out of them and remained standing as Daniel knelt up to worship his cock.
Lovingly, Daniel’s hands cupped Liam’s balls as he licked in a circle around the head of his cock. Liam closed his eyes as Daniel parted his lips, taking his shaft gently into his mouth.
“Hands behind your head,” Liam instructed.
Daniel at once obeyed, his mouth still on Liam’s cock.
Liam sighed with pleasure as Daniel licked and suckled him, using all his considerable skills to please him. Lust surged through his veins, not just because of the heavenly feel of Daniel’s mouth, but as a result of the power of his position.
Daniel was his to command. At a word from him, Daniel would immediately stop what he was doing. By the same token, he would continue to please his Master with his mouth for hours, if that was what Liam decreed, and his own rock-hard erection would never flag.
Over the past few months, Daniel had become so well trained that he could stop himself from ejaculating, even when teetering on the edge of climax. Conversely, he could come within seconds of Liam’s command. Liam rarely had to punish his slave boy, though they both knew what they called punishment fed Daniel’s masochistic soul and thrilled them both.
“Kneel up,” Liam commanded again.
Daniel obeyed at once, letting Liam’s cock fall from his lips. His chest was heaving, his lips glistening, his eyes over-bright.
“Open your mouth and stay very still. Don’t move.”
Daniel’s eyes fluttered shut and his breathing slowed.
Liam recognized the near-hypnotic state his lover was entering, a place Liam both envied and delighted in watching. Obediently, Daniel opened his mouth in a perfect O, waiting patiently, his hands still clasped behind his head.
Liam thrust his hips forward, guiding his cock into Daniel’s mouth. He slid past the warm wetness, not stopping until he’d lodged himself at the back of Daniel’s throat.
“Good boy,” Liam praised.
When they’d first practiced this exercise, Daniel had sputtered and gagged repeatedly, his reflexes too sensitive to handle Liam’s cock so far back in his throat. Over time, he’d learned to relax his gag reflex. Now he could take Liam’s cock deep in his throat without a hint of discomfort.
Liam pulled back slowly, moaning with pleasure as Daniel maintained suction against his shaft as he’d been taught. Carefully, he pushed forward again, savoring the exquisite warmth and press of Daniel’s mouth and throat as he moved slowly past Daniel’s soft palate. He knew Daniel couldn’t breathe, his windpipe blocked by the fat head of Liam’s shaft. He also knew Daniel would rather pass out than pull away.
When he came, Daniel greedily sucked every last drop before releasing him.
Liam reached down and pulled Daniel up into his arms. As they stretched together along the sofa, he could feel Daniel’s erection hard against him. He whispered, “Do you want to come now? Or wait until tonight after your whipping?”
Daniel shivered, not with fear, Liam knew, but with anticipation. “Let me wait please, Sir. I want to ache for you,” he answered throatily.
Liam smiled, well pleased.
~*~
“We received an email response from Alex,” Daniel announced excitedly after dinner.
While he would have asked for an advance photo if he’d been calling the shots, he had to admit Liam was probably right. Even if a guy was super hot, if the chemistry wasn’t there, it wasn’t there. And the only way to find out was to meet face-to-face.
That’s how it had been with Liam, he thought with a smile. His heart had twisted with recognition before they’d even said a word to one another.
Daniel had started out doing a landscaping job for Liam, which was how they’d met. From the first moment, he could already sense Liam’s power coiled beneath a calm, smiling exterior. Liam was tall with a head of thick, dark hair, the kind made to run fingers through. Daniel had been captivated by Liam’s large, dark eyes, the expression in them confident and sure—that of a man used to taking what he wanted.
They’d clicked from the start, both as friends and lovers. A day of getting to know one another segued into a night of passion. They both identified as bisexual, with a preference for men.