Chapter 87
“That’s right, speak only when spoken to.”
RJ stood and grabbed the condom on the night table, opened it, and rolled it down his cock, leaving some play at the tip. “You haven’t been fucked real good in a while, have you? I’m going to make your prostate remember tonight.”
He studied Pad and noticed that Pad’s eyes focused on him, pleading in sexual frustration and anticipation. Pad’s breathing picked up.
“You listen to me. I’m going to fuck your ass. And I’m going to fuck it hard. If you cum before me. I will make you do something you don’t want to do. Do you understand?”
Pad nodded.
“I want you to verbalize, boy.”
“Yessir.”
“Yessir, what?”
“Yessir, please fuck me!”
RJ leaned over and whispered to Pad, “I’m not kidding. You better not fucking cum before me.”
Pad’s eyes grew wide. “Yessir.”
RJ moved off then walked to the edge of the bed and removed the ropes which kept Pad’s feet bound. After Pad’s feet were loose, RJ got back on the mattress. He clicked open the lube and dribbled some on the condom. The excess dripped on the hotel towel as RJ lifted Pad’s feet onto his shoulders, then he stared down at Pad. “You want some cock?”
“Yessir.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you.”
“Yessir!” Pad said louder, almost hissing it out.
“Say it. With meaning,” commanded RJ.
“I want some cock, sir. I want some cock, sir.”
RJ pulled out the dildo, leaving it on the towel and rammed deep in Pad’s ass.
“Argh,” emanated from Pad’s mouth. The unintended reaction of pleasure.
“Shut up, pig. I tell you when to speak and moan, got that?”
“Yessir.”
RJ took Pad’s feet from his shoulders and spread them, holding Pad’s ankles as he pulled out completely and jammed deep inside with each thrust. Initially, he pulled his dick out nice and slow, marveled at how Pad’s anus remained open quarter-size on five of the occasions he pulled out slow, then slammed inside Pad hard. But after several strokes, RJ picked up the pace, jack-rabbiting Pad’s hole. Pad bit his lip, trying not to make any sound but his stifled moans of pleasure still escaped. RJ groaned loud, ejaculating in the rubber and as he did so, he fell on top of Pad, whose hands were still bound. RJ’s chest heaved as he lay on top of Pad. Pad’s sticky, salty cum covered both of their stomachs.
The video scene of RJ fucking Pad brought him close to orgasm. When the video caught Pad’s face moaning in pleasure, RJ shot his load. His cum dripped on his hand, splashed on his stomach and some drops appeared on the sheets.
RJ paused the video and rested his head on the headboard. Once his breathing came back to normal. He thought about Pad.
How’d I get so lucky with him?
He laid against the headboard for a few before he stood up, and headed to the shower. About ten minutes later he emerged from the hot steam. As he toweled dry, he grabbed a clean towel from a dresser and wet it, then proceeded to clean up the drops of his cum. RJ’s cell vibrated and saw Pad’s text. I love you.RJ smiled as he saw the repeat text as RJ texted him back. Love you too. He grabbed both towels and loaded the washer for the second load, transferring the first wet set of laundry into the dryer.
RJ returned to the bed. He would normally shut off the video at this point even though a couple of minutes remained but he hadn’t watched this part of the video in a long time. He couldn’t remember the last time he saw the last few. His finger hovered over the play button before he committed.
RJ moved up on his knees and undid the ropes that tied Pad’s hands. After loosening them, he lay next to Pad, took his hand and brushed Pad’s face and whispered. “Are you okay, my love?”
Pad swallowed, still trying to control his breathing as he answered in short gasps, “Yes.”
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No.”
RJ moved face to face with Pad, grabbed his jaw, and focused his attention on Pad as he stared into Pad’s brown eyes. “Are you sure, baby?”
“That was pretty intense.”
“And?” asked RJ.
“Yeah, definitely we should do this again.”
“Well, the night is still young here in Cali. There’s a bar not too far from here near that novelty shop. We can go out and have some drinks. Maybe some more role play.”
RJ moved into kiss Pad, and their kisses lingered for several minutes. RJ paused and looked at Pad directly. “I can’t hold it back anymore. Will you marry me, Pad? I mean will you give me a second chance?”
Pad smiled but didn’t say anything for a few seconds. “You sure it’s not too soon to propose that? I mean we just go back together a few weeks ago.”
“I’m sure I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” said RJ. “And I’m not proposing because of what we just did here or what we’re going to do in a few hours.”
Pad bit his lip.