Kyle
Hearing his words was almost more than I could bear. I was speechless. He'd pleaded with me to take him right now. Knowing he wanted it made it the only thing in the world I could even think about.
A smile crept across my face. I have a gorgeous man kneeling in front of me begging for me to take his cherry, like I was staking my claim. I try not to smile too much with a sub, but Preston wasn't just a sub. He was my boy now. I didn't know how that would work, but for now I wasn't really interested in being his Dom. Right now, I wanted him more than I think I'd ever wanted anyone, but at the same time I was keenly aware that he'd never done this before.
He wanted to be my boy, and even though part of me wanted to throw him on the bed and take him right then and there, the better part of me knew for sure that even though he wanted me, this was not the right way to go about it. If I wanted him to want me this bad tomorrow, today had to be more than good, and I still needed to be his Dom.
Pulling him up from the floor, I took his chin in my hand to look him in the eyes. "I want that too. I want that a lot, but I want to be sure you enjoy it as much as I'm going to, so we're going to do this slow, but we are going to do this today." I led him over to the bed. Reaching to the side, I opened the drawer in the nightstand and pulled out a tube of lube. "This is lube. It makes the start of this much easier."
I pushed him down on the bed, ordering him onto his back with his head resting on the pillow so he could see what I was doing. I needed him to see me, to anticipate what I might do next. I slowly lubricated my right hand, allowing him to watch as I prepared myself for entry.
"Raise your knees and spread them apart," I ordered. Climbing onto the bed, I reached down between his legs and underneath. With the other hand, I pushed his legs up farther, reaching deeper with the other. I gently lubed his hole with the extra lube I'd left on my hand for just that purpose. "I'm on the thick side and because you haven't done this before, I can't just push into you. That could be painful and since we're going to be doing this a lot," I said, stressing 'a lot', "it's important that you enjoy it. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir. I want that."
I gently pushed one finger up inside of him, twisting it around. "Feel that?"
"Yes… Sir."
"It starts off like this, but it gets better."
Pushing deeper, I let him get used to the sensation as I twisted my finger around inside. He'd apparently prepared for today's visit. After a few seconds, I started thrusting inside and then out again in a regular motion. When he seemed comfortable enough with that, and I felt him relaxing, I slipped in a second finger, repeating the procedure. He was taking it pretty well. "Now spread your legs a bit farther." Without moving my hand, I crawled between his legs and kneeled there, letting him get used to the position. Pulling one of his legs across my thighs, I watched as he did the same with the other one. It was a good sign that he was still this anxious. His breathing became deeper and rapid as anticipation turned to passion. "How does that feel now, Boy?"
"Good. Really good. Are we ready now?"
"Slow down. For this, we'll make plenty of time. I want you to enjoy this." His eyes began to droop as he heard the words I'd selected to have a maximum effect. I squeezed more lube on my hand, inserting a third finger and working the sphincter to stretch it even more. He was handling it well for a novice.
"When do I roll over?"
"You won't. Today you're staying on your back. Now, I'm slowly going to withdraw my fingers. When I do, DO NOT tighten up." Wiping my hand with a rag I'd left nearby, I reached for a condom, tore the packet open with my teeth, and tossed the golden wrapper on the side table. I sat back, lubricated the condom, and pulled him into position. I could see he was straining to see what I was doing as I rubbed the head across his now relaxed entrance. Lifting his legs up and resting them on my shoulders, I leaned slowly forward, entering him while staring into his eyes the whole time. The look on his face was priceless. Sliding his legs over my shoulders until his knees were resting there, I thrust gently, penetrating him further. Once deep inside I leaned over, taking his mouth in a kiss, breaking away only to whisper, "Now you're my boy."
I was determined to make this slow. At the same time, I didn't want him to think this was something other than what it would be, so I went deep, taking my time to make sure he was able to appreciate what was happening. He seemed to be responding well.
"Sir? How far in are you?"
How cute, I thought. "All the way, Boy. You okay?"
"Yes… Sir… please don't stop doing that. Don't… ever… stop doing that. Just keep that…"
"You like that?"
While wrapping his arms around my neck and pulling me close he gasped, "Oh GOD, yes. I never felt anything…"
I wrapped his mouth in mine and plunged deep inside, pulling him down from his shoulders, making sure he felt my full length. He lay beneath me, a perfect fit, unable to speak further. I wanted this to last for him, but the passion of the moment was almost more than I could handle. I concentrated to make it last, but after a few minutes whispered, "I'm getting close." Once it was inevitable, I quickened my pace.
"Harder please. Yes, that… Oh that's soooo good…"
I was done for. Pushing into him hard, I let loose and felt the most incredible release. After a minute I lay quietly on top of him, still inside, kissing his neck. I could feel a sticky mess below me. I seemed to be wiping it up with my chest hair. I pulled myself up to my knees to look and realized he'd finished at the same time. Glistening orbs of white decorated the now wet and matted twists of hair across my chest.
"Look what you did to me," he whispered.
"How did you manage that?"
"Just happened. The feeling of the hair from your chest rubbing against me while you were thrusting really hard over and over just made it happen, I guess."
"Okay then. You're staying my boy, now. You know what that means?"
"Not sure but I've got an idea."
"Well for starters, it means I plan to keep you around and you'll continue to do as I say. On top of that you don't touch anyone else the way you touch me, just like you promised on day two."
"What about you, Sir?" he challenged.
"Not even a consideration," I said with a grin on my face. "With a boy like you I won't be even looking at anybody else."
Within a few minutes, he was up and into the bathroom. A second later, he was dressing again. "Back to work. You too. Remember we both have a lot to do. See you tomorrow." Within a couple of minutes, he was gone, leaving me naked and still half covered in lube, with his scent rising from the moist hair on my chest.