back and forth over his anus sent shivers all over Lucas’s body. God, it feels so fucking good . He wanted more, but Mitch withdrew his tongue seconds later and Lucas whimpered.
Lucas waited patiently as Mitch applied the gel to his anus. He wanted Mitch to fuck him fast and hard, but it wasn’t up to him. Lucas was only a slave. He didn’t dare ask his Master for sex. First one, then two fingers slid slowly in and out of Lucas. It was a little overwhelming but he didn’t want Mitch to stop. Lucas let a groan slip past his lips as Mitch continued to push his fingers in further with every stroke. He was close and Mitch must have known it because suddenly his Master’s fingers left him again.
Lucas felt the end of Mitch’s cock press against his anus, opening him further. “Oh, fuck!” He’d never wanted anything more than he wanted Master Mitch’s cock in his ass. He pushed back as his Master pushed further into him. The pressure became so intense he didn’t know how much longer he could wait. The burning sensation increased as his sphincter muscles stretched again. Mitch’s shaft entered him inch by inch until he was full. Lucas grunted, the feeling so intense, so earth shattering. He didn’t want his Master to stop.
Mitch filled him to the hilt, pulling nearly all the way out then pushing back in again several more times.
“Come for me, slave,” Mitch commanded.
Lucas’s thoughts returned to the here and now, and the corporate work that needed to be finished. Still , he thought wistfully if it hadn’t been for the spilled coffee Mitch and I would never have met . He hoped they’d have lots more anniversaries to come. He had to make things right with his Master. And that would start as soon as Mitch walked through the door.
*****
Mitch Benson felt a terrible tenseness in his body. He dreaded going home to an empty house. Lucas would be working late again just like the last two months. He hated all those hours Lucas was away from him, but he knew going into the relationship the work schedule . I should be more understanding or I’ll lose Lucas for good he realized.
Instead of going straight home Mitch decided to go see Lucas at his law office. Tomorrow would mark the anniversary of the day they met. He wanted to take Lucas out to celebrate. Maybe he could suggest they go out to dinner. On the drive to the law office Mitch thought about how they’d met…
He’d had a stressful day of boring and unproductive meetings and unruly clients. He didn’t feel like going home, so he stopped at the local coffee shop and ordered his favorite Irish-Coffee.
Mitch stood off to the side while he waited for his Irish-Coffee. The stranger behind him had just ordered the same. He couldn’t help but stare at the tall, handsome man with the beautifully proportioned body. His profile was sharp and confident. His dark hair was messy from the wind. The tantalizing smell of his after-shave caused Mitch’s dick to strain against his jeans instantly. They already had the same taste in coffee. He wondered what else they had in common.
When the stranger started to walk away, Mitch followed him. Then, the man stopped suddenly and Mitch bumped into him, spilling coffee over the other guy’s shirt. “Man, I’m so sorry, didn’t think you’d stop in the middle of the aisle,” Mitch said.
“If you didn’t have your eyes focused on my ass,” Lucas’s own eyes twinkled as he looked at Mitch, “you would have noticed. Damn, that coffee is hot.”
“Again, I’m sorry. I’ll buy you a new shirt.” Mitch offered his hand, “By the way, my name is Mitch Benson. Give me your address; I’ll send one over tomorrow.”
“Lucas Jenkins. It hasn’t been a good day, so this is just one more thing to go wrong. Try not to spill coffee on anyone else tonight…Mitch. Bye.”
Mitch wanted a taste of Lucas. He felt Lucas might make a great submissive. Mitch felt that Lucas’s corporate look was simply
Lucas waited patiently as Mitch applied the gel to his anus. He wanted Mitch to fuck him fast and hard, but it wasn’t up to him. Lucas was only a slave. He didn’t dare ask his Master for sex. First one, then two fingers slid slowly in and out of Lucas. It was a little overwhelming but he didn’t want Mitch to stop. Lucas let a groan slip past his lips as Mitch continued to push his fingers in further with every stroke. He was close and Mitch must have known it because suddenly his Master’s fingers left him again.
Lucas felt the end of Mitch’s cock press against his anus, opening him further. “Oh, fuck!” He’d never wanted anything more than he wanted Master Mitch’s cock in his ass. He pushed back as his Master pushed further into him. The pressure became so intense he didn’t know how much longer he could wait. The burning sensation increased as his sphincter muscles stretched again. Mitch’s shaft entered him inch by inch until he was full. Lucas grunted, the feeling so intense, so earth shattering. He didn’t want his Master to stop.
Mitch filled him to the hilt, pulling nearly all the way out then pushing back in again several more times.
“Come for me, slave,” Mitch commanded.
Lucas’s thoughts returned to the here and now, and the corporate work that needed to be finished. Still , he thought wistfully if it hadn’t been for the spilled coffee Mitch and I would never have met . He hoped they’d have lots more anniversaries to come. He had to make things right with his Master. And that would start as soon as Mitch walked through the door.
*****
Mitch Benson felt a terrible tenseness in his body. He dreaded going home to an empty house. Lucas would be working late again just like the last two months. He hated all those hours Lucas was away from him, but he knew going into the relationship the work schedule . I should be more understanding or I’ll lose Lucas for good he realized.
Instead of going straight home Mitch decided to go see Lucas at his law office. Tomorrow would mark the anniversary of the day they met. He wanted to take Lucas out to celebrate. Maybe he could suggest they go out to dinner. On the drive to the law office Mitch thought about how they’d met…
He’d had a stressful day of boring and unproductive meetings and unruly clients. He didn’t feel like going home, so he stopped at the local coffee shop and ordered his favorite Irish-Coffee.
Mitch stood off to the side while he waited for his Irish-Coffee. The stranger behind him had just ordered the same. He couldn’t help but stare at the tall, handsome man with the beautifully proportioned body. His profile was sharp and confident. His dark hair was messy from the wind. The tantalizing smell of his after-shave caused Mitch’s dick to strain against his jeans instantly. They already had the same taste in coffee. He wondered what else they had in common.
When the stranger started to walk away, Mitch followed him. Then, the man stopped suddenly and Mitch bumped into him, spilling coffee over the other guy’s shirt. “Man, I’m so sorry, didn’t think you’d stop in the middle of the aisle,” Mitch said.
“If you didn’t have your eyes focused on my ass,” Lucas’s own eyes twinkled as he looked at Mitch, “you would have noticed. Damn, that coffee is hot.”
“Again, I’m sorry. I’ll buy you a new shirt.” Mitch offered his hand, “By the way, my name is Mitch Benson. Give me your address; I’ll send one over tomorrow.”
“Lucas Jenkins. It hasn’t been a good day, so this is just one more thing to go wrong. Try not to spill coffee on anyone else tonight…Mitch. Bye.”
Mitch wanted a taste of Lucas. He felt Lucas might make a great submissive. Mitch felt that Lucas’s corporate look was simply