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Volt’s
hard and firm flesh. He wanted to lick and touch every line and muscle of the
glorious work of art that was his master’s body.
    Sure, he’d swear every now and then
he hated Volt’s guts, but how much of his vehement conviction was true? Weren’t
love and hate intertwined anyway?
    Although he was certain things
would painfully go back to normal the next day, it was too late to be having
second thoughts. His ass felt heavy and it ached at every small shift and
movement he made on his knees, reminding him of Volt’s firm hand.
    The swats his master administered
weren’t reckless or amateurish. With his head screwed back in place, Heath
realized Volt knew what he was doing. He had timed each smack and delivered
each one with precision and control. To see his marked and reddened ass in the
morning was enough for Heath. At least he’d have a reminder of the night they
had before they faded away.
    “Having second thoughts?” Volt’s
voice steered him back to reality.
    Heath was used to the familiar
frown on his master’s face, but not the strange emotion in Volt’s amber eyes.
Concern, Heath thought, feeling a little shaken. There was real concern there.
    “Not at all, master.” That made the
large man chuckle.
    There was an insistent tug on his
hair again and this time Heath centered his entire focus on his task. He’d also
dreamt of wrapping his lips around Volt’s prick and it was everything he
imagined— long, thick, and steel hard.
    Securing his fingers against Volt’s
base, Heath began to apply pressure against Volt’s balls. Hearing his happy
rumble, he swept his eager tongue across the head of Volt’s shaft. He eagerly
lapped at the pre-cum before spreading it across Volt’s throbbing length.
    Taking his time, Heath flicked and
licked each area of Volt’s cock, giving it the worship it deserved.
    “Enough teasing, Heath,” Volt said
with a grunt from above him.
    Heath still wanted to taste and
savor, but he obeyed and opened his mouth to take all of Volt’s glorious
length. He applied careful suction with every inch he covered, glad to hear Volt’s groans above him.
    Damn. Knowing he could give his
master pleasure while he was on his knees made him hot and horny. He knew his
own prick was stirring back to life. His balls felt drawn and incredibly tight
against his body. Heat was rekindling inside him, spreading from his prick to
his belly, insides, and to the rest of him.
    “Fuck, Heath. If I knew you how
well you sucked cock, I would’ve claimed you sooner.”
    His master’s words echoed back at
him. “I’m tired of games, Heath. Tired of
pretending I don’t want you.” Some part of Heath knew his submission to his
master was going to be his undoing. Volt was going to leave him hurting, but at
the moment he couldn’t care less. Still, a small voice in his head reminded him
Volt indeed had tried during the past few months. Hadn’t he?
    Heath nearly gagged when Volt’s
shaft hit the back of his throat, but he quickly recovered. Volt guided his
head back carefully. He was about to deep throat his
master again, but Volt halted the movement.
    “Enough. I just wanted you to
prepare me.”
    “Prepare you?” Heath asked, gazing
up at him, weary of Volt’s arrogant smile.
    “For my access. Tell me, Heath, how do you want me to claim you for the first time?”
    “I can choose?” Heath whispered all
too eagerly.
    He remembered the feel of Volt’s
fingers as they explored his hole, but he didn’t want fingers. Heath wanted to
feel his master’s rock hard length pounding relentlessly into him.
    “Don’t get comfortable, Heath.
You’re still my sub. I’m only allowing you to choose because it’s the first
time.”
    Heath didn’t want to linger on the
damning words ‘first time’. Was Volt implying there would be more times? Don’t hope. If I start hoping, nothing good
will come out of it. Volt will just hurt me. This is just some kind of phase
for him.
    He licked his dry