Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 13992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
“You like that, boy?” he asked, and I opened my mouth to answer before thankfully catching myself. Instead, I nodded wildly, making my brain swim. “Mm, my good boy, keeping so quiet for me. Let’s see if you can stay quiet when Master puts this dick in you.”
He removed his fingers and propped up onto his knees before me. He bowed his head and released a string of saliva onto the tip of his cock before lining it up with my stretched hole.
In one smooth thrust, he buried his length inside me, stretching my muscles and flesh. My fingernails dug into the sheet above my head and I pulled against my makeshift restraint, but I didn’t make a peep.
Master pulled back his hips and slammed inside me, our skin smacking together and the sound echoing against the walls. Again and again he pulsed his hips back and forth, engulfing his fat cock into me and pegging my pleasure center.
He leaned over me, spreading my knees and trapping my dick between our stomachs. As he grinded against me, he put sweet friction on my hot flesh. Pressure built low in my gut, drawing my balls close to my body.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. As a powerful orgasm burst through me, my back arched off of the mattress and I shouted, “Master!” as I erupted, painting my stomach with stripes of white, sticky cum. I felt a little guilty, but mainly relieved. Besides, I’d already gotten off; there wasn’t anything he could deny me at this point.
“My naughty boy,” Master chastised, but his heated grin gave him away; he liked when I was a little naughty. “You know what that means, don’t you? You’re going to get Master’s cum all over you.”
“Yes, please, Master!” I’d already spoken, so I didn’t see the harm in begging a little.
I yelped when Master pulled his cock from my body. He lowered my knees and straddled my chest, stroking his cock wildly. I watched his forearm bulge with each stroke, and his chest heave as he became breathless.
“Frankie,” he moaned, pumping his cock until sweat beaded on his chest. He grunted loudly as his cock jerked and thick bursts of cum escaped him. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, collecting the salty beads on my taste buds and swallowing them down quickly.
“That’s it, boy; take Master inside you.”
I licked my lips and cheeks clean, swallowing every drop that he gave me. Master stared down at me with a dreamy smile as he caressed his fingers through my hair.
“My good boy,” he sighed before untying my hands. He used the sock to wipe my stomach clean before making a squished-up face at the mess and tossing the fabric to the floor.
He nestled beside me in bed and I was quick to throw an arm and leg across his body, snuggling in as close to him as possible.
“I love you, Shawn,” I told him before pressing kisses to his chest and nuzzling my cheek against his soft skin.
“I love you too, Frankie. You’re mine forever.”
I told Master that I didn’t care about a wedding ring, but that wasn’t entirely true; I didn’t care about the materialistic part of a ring, but I wanted something to show the world that we were together. Anyone in the lifestyle would know that I belonged to Shawn because of my locking bracelet. But a wedding ring would make it clear to everyone.
And I wanted everyone to know that I’d found my forever Master, lover, and paradise.
Playful Pup
Follow up to “Good Boy”
M/M Puppy Play
Zack & Blake
Blake
“Are you sure you don’t need any help with dinner?” I asked Zack from the passenger seat of his car. We were on our way to Holden and Ollie’s house to prepare their dinner that we promised them as a wedding gift. I wasn’t a great chef like my Master, but I wanted to help if he needed me.
“I’m sure, pup,” he replied with a smile. “Everything is mostly prepared already; I’ll just have to heat it up at their place.”
Not only were Holden and Ollie going to be enjoying the meal, but Shawn and Franklin would be dining as well…plus Zack and me. Ollie asked if it was okay if we had a ‘big family dinner’, and none of us could ever tell that sweet man no.
“There is something you can help me with, though,” he told me as he pulled into our friends’ driveway.
“Anything,” I told him with a nod.
“Can you hand me the bag behind your chair?”
I unbuckled and twisted in my seat to grab a familiar leather carrying case. My heart beat quicker and I asked hopefully, “My puppy gear?”
“Yep. You haven’t got to use it for a while, and I thought you might like to play with your friends while I’m getting our meal ready.”