Chapter 66
“I don’t do discipline unless it is specifically requested. Do you wish to be disciplined on a daily basis, Boy?”
“If it pleases you to do so, Sir.”
“What would please me is for you to answer my question. Do you require daily discipline to stay in a submissive head space?”
“No, Sir.”
“That is better, boy. You answered my question. Other Dominants may train their submissives to answer their questions with platitudes.” Bear mimed a sub, “Whatever pleases you, Sir.”
“I have no opinion but yours, Sir.’” Bear grimaced. “I prefer an open, honest relationship. Whether you feel you require or do not require discipline, the choice is ultimately mine. However, if I ask a question, I would like an honest, well-thought-out answer.
I do not want to live with an automaton. Since you did wake me without seeing to my immediate needs, I will put five strokes on your ass sometime today. Now, my dear boy, give due diligence to your Papa Bear.”
Bear was already hard as a rock. Brian crawled under the covers and kissed his way down the happy trail to Bear’s cock.
Bear was already leaking. Brian licked around Bear’s balls, cock, and his perineum. He sent furtive licks up between the ass-crack but immediately got back to this business. Brian took Bear’s fist-sized cock between his hands and covered the head with his mouth. He lapped at the head with his talented tongue, tickling between the slit to sip at the pre-cum leaking from Bear’s magnificent organ.
He ran his pursed lips and tongue down the purple veins that stood out prominently on the underside. Moving back toward the top, he wrapped his lips around the head and began a twisting suction, which had Bear moaning in pleasure. Abruptly, Brian swooped down and swallowed Bear from head to balls, loosening his throat so Bear was totally encompassed by Brian’s mouth and throat. Even though he knew he was unable to breathe unless Bear chose to let him, Brian began to massage Bear’s cock with his throat muscles. Bear pulled out while Brian took a breather.
In an instant, Brian had swallowed him completely again. This time, breathing in the aroma of pure male and sex. Even with Bear’s cock in his mouth, Brian reveled in the feel of Bear’s coarse hair on his face. Rubbing his nose into Bear’s pubes, Brian rocked back and forth. He held and released Bear’s cock with his throat while his clever hands squeezed Bear’s balls in a counterpoint. It was not long before Bear, who prided himself on his control, was screaming out to Brian to make him come.
Brian’s mouth circled Bear’s cockhead like a vice. The kid increased the level of suction to such a point that Bear thought if the kid’s mouth was not so soft and incredibly pleasurable, he would have thought a Hoover was bringing him off. Harder, faster, wetter, the kid moved his mouth and tongue. Then Bear felt the long slender fingers begin to play around his anus. Brian placed the tip of one finger into Bear and began to twist.
Bear cried out, “Push, boy, push.”
Brian pushed not one, but two fingers inside of Bear’s asshole as he sucked, bit and laved Bear’s cock to the point of asphyxiation. Bear shouted once, “Ahhhhhhhhhh” then again, “Jesus Christ Almighty,” and a final time, “Mine, do you hear me? Mine,” while he spurted what seemed like reams of liquid ribbons down Brian’s willing throat.
Bear lay back, bringing Brian back up beside him. “That, my boy, is how to wake up a Happy Papa Bear.”
Bear held Brian for a bit longer, allowing him access to his chest and arms. The boy was entranced by his chest hair and could not get enough. He moved his hands over it constantly, twisting it into whirls, rubbing his face in it, and just laying still with his nose buried wherever Bear would permit. In this respect, they were well matched. Despite Bear’s care for his appearance, he refused to wax…and if this decision made his boy happy, so much the better.
They spent fifteen to twenty minutes lying in the bed just enjoying one another’s presence until Bear’s clock began to clang loudly. It was time for breakfast and time to pay a surprise visit to his Boy’s “dear” aunt.
“Lazybones,” Bear bellowed as he gave a sharp crack to Brian’s gorgeous ass. “Time to get up and make yourself useful…ready the shower for two and don’t get any ideas. There will be no further hanky-panky today.”
Brian stuck out his lower lip in full-blown pout and giggled at Bear’s confused reaction. On one end, his face was painted with a stern and forbidding countenance, on the other, his cock was eagerly rising up to meet the occasion.