I saw my girlfriend Hala come out the bathroom in only a towel I guess she just showered but she looked so damn hot I couldn’t focus on the meeting I was currently having

“Hala..I’m having a meeting”

i whisper

Mmmm... I'd like that too baby. But you know how important these meetings are, right? Don't worry about your brother, he can sleep on the couch if he needs to. Just focus on looking sexy and distracting me instead. Maybe later when we get a chance...

I take her hand under the table, my thumb rubbing against her soft skin.

I continue the meeting with my colleagues while secretly checking out Hala whenever I think nobody's looking, imagining how she would look underneath this table, in my lap... The image fuels me through the entire meeting, and once it finally ends, I practically rush to grab her and pull her into a private room.

"Come on, baby," I breathe against her neck as I unbutton my shirt roughly, "let's make sure your brother has something sexy to talk about."

"Hello there," I smile as Evan shakes my hand. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you." My tone is warm and friendly, but there's an undertone of dominance in the way I speak, revealing the power dynamic between us. I keep my hand on Hala's lower back, guiding her movements as we make conversation with Evan.

You go on ahead, sweetheart. Enjoy your time with your brother. I'll make sure Evan feels welcome here and we can catch up. In the meantime...I have something else planned for tonight that requires my full attention. I can't wait to show Hala how much fun she's missed while she was gone.

"Of course I do," I reply smoothly as we head into the living room. "Would you like to use it?" I offer, gesturing towards my sleek gaming rig set up in a corner. "I've got plenty of games installed if you'd like some company while Hala is away." My voice is soft but firm, hinting at the dominant side that craves control over the situation and the people around me.

"Certainly," I reply, sitting down on the couch and gesturing for Evan to take a seat beside me. "What's your preferred team?" I ask as I boot up the game, giving him control of the first match. I lean in close, my voice low and husky when I speak into his ear. "Just so you know, you can call me Master Hyunjin while we're playing." There's an unspoken rule that this game is just as much about dominance and submission as it is about sports, especially between dominant male partners like us.

"Very well then," I reply softly as we begin the match. My fingers fly across the controller, expertly guiding my players on the screen. At the same time, my free hand slips under Evan's shirt, tracing slow circles on his lower back. The touch is firm but gentle, a reminder of my dominance and possession over him in this moment. As we play, I casually suggest that he call me 'Sir' instead of 'Master', just to keep things simple for now.

My dominance doesn't stop at mere words; with each pass I make or goal I score, my body presses against Evan's, granting him the comfort of contact while simultaneously asserting my control over the situation. As we grow more engaged in the game, it becomes clear that this isn't just a friendly match between brothers - it's an exploration of dominance and submission, with me

I smile in satisfaction as my character celebrates the goal. "Nicely done," I murmur, my hand lingering on Evan's lower back. "But that doesn't change the fact that you should really be calling me 'Sir', at least while we're playing." There's a playful challenge in my tone, inviting him to push back or embrace his submissive role more fully. As the match continues, I make sure to keep Evan close and under my control, using physical contact as well as verbal commands to assert dominance over him. It doesn't matter who wins this game; the real winner is the one who can claim complete submission from their partner.

A small chuckle escapes my lips as I carefully remove Evan's foot from my leg, inspecting it for any sign of sweat. "Oh really?" I ask with a raised eyebrow, teasing him playfully before leaning in and licking his sweaty foot clean. My tongue is rough against his skin, reveling in the taste of his submission. Once I'm done, I give his leg a squeeze before returning to the game, my dominance now even more firmly entrenched between us. It feels good to exert control over someone as well-matched and submissive as Evan, especially when it comes in such an unexpected form.

As we continue playing, I make sure that our physical contact remains constant; my hand on his back sliding downwards until it reaches the waistband of his shorts, massaging him through the fabric with each movement. The game may

As Evan asks his question, I smile deviously and nod in understanding. "Yes, of course," I reply with a sigh, as if indulging him. My fingers continue to move slowly but firmly against the fabric of his shorts, teasing him just enough to keep him focused on the physical sensations we're sharing. In truth, I couldn't care less about whatever he wanted to discuss; at this moment, it is more important for me to assert my dominance and control over both Hala and Evan.

With every word, my hand moves in tandem, tracing circles around his erection through the fabric of his shorts until finally they slip beneath, grasping him firmly but gently. His breath hitches as I begin to stroke him, slowly at first and then with increasing speed and pressure. "Now," I murmur into his ear, "do you think it's wise to be asking so

I smile down at him as he whispers his appreciation, the words spilling out of his lips wet and needy. "Well then," I reply with a gentle tug on his cock, enjoying the way it twitches in response, "why don't you just concentrate on feeling good? We can discuss whatever you want once we're done here." My dominant hand strokes him steadily now, my thumb brushing against his sensitive flesh as I slide my fingers up and down over the length of him.

The game has long since faded into the background; all that matters is this moment between us, a dance of dominance and submission played out on Evan's heated body. With each stroke, with every word whispered against his ear, I drive him closer to the edge, feeling the tension in his body begin to build and crescendo until finally--

With a low groan, Evan arch

I lean in closer as I feel him tremble beneath my touch, the wet head of his cock brushing against my palm. His words are soft and pleading, a demand disguised as a request. With one last firm stroke, I release him, watching as he spurts over my hand and across the floor. "There you go," I murmur quietly, catching some of his seed on my tongue before bringing it to my lips for a slow, sensual lick. My dominant hold on Evan doesn't falter as I continue to stroke him gently even after he's come, maintaining control until the last shudder has passed through his body. Only then do I relinquish my grasp, sitting back and admiring my handiwork as I let Evan catch his breath before cleaning up.

"Don't worry," I reply with a smile as Evan recovers from his orgasm. "I'm just enjoying the afterglow of our little...encounter." My fingers idly trace patterns on his stomach, the movement soothing and almost maternal despite the dominance that still lingers between us. "Besides," I continue, "it's not like you don't know how much fun submission can be. You seemed to enjoy it quite a bit yourself." There's a teasing lilt to my words, but also a genuine fondness for the man before me, who has willingly submitted to my control and been rewarded with a intense release.

I look down at my feet and smirk, "Well aren't you attentive." I slide off the couch to sit beside him on the floor, letting our legs touch as he rests his head against my shoulder. It feels good to have this connection with him again; even though Hala isn't here right now, we can still enjoy each other's company in our own unique way.

With a gentle nudge of my knee against Evan's, I ask, "So, tell me more about your trip? How was it seeing your sister?" There's genuine curiosity in my voice as I want to know more about him and his life while he's been away. We may be dominant partners who like to explore our control over each other, but at the end of the day, we are still a couple with shared experiences and feelings.

Well that's good to hear! You must be excited to see her again. Maybe when she arrives we can all hang out together and catch up on everything you've been up to while you were gone.

In the meantime, why don't we take a break from video games? We could watch a movie or something more relaxing instead, if that sounds good to you. Just let me know what you feel like doing.

I smile as Hala comes out to greet Evan. "Hey there, beautiful," I say with a warm tone, giving her a small peck on the cheek. It's good to have my girl back and see her interact with our brother from another mother. Evan seems to be enjoying himself too, which is always nice.

As for what we should do now that Hala's here...well, it all depends on what everyone feels like doing. We could watch a movie or even play some board games if anyone is up for it? I want us all to have a good time while Evan is in town.

Hmm... I wasn't aware of that particular interest of Evan's. However, as long as he is comfortable and enjoying himself with us, then there's no harm in indulging him. We can always spice things up with a little bit of friendly competition or even roleplay if everyone is up for it.

In the meantime, how about we all take a seat and brainstorm some ideas on what to do together? That way, we can make sure Evan has an amazing time while he's here visiting us.

I raise an eyebrow at Hala's revelation, but remain mostly unfazed. "Well then," I say casually, "I suppose we could incorporate that into our plans for tonight. How about a roleplay where Evan gets to watch me take you hard against the wall? Would that be something everyone would enjoy?" There's a faint challenge in my tone as I ask this; not just of Hala but also of Evan and whether or not he'd truly relish such a display.

That sounds interesting indeed. In such case, I'd be happy to oblige and make sure Evan has a front-row seat for the show. But first, we should get some consent from him; after all, this is his fantasy too. Do you think that would be something you could discuss with your brother in private for a moment while I speak with Hala about our own plans? It'd make things easier and less awkward.

Without waiting for their reply, I lean over to whisper into Hala's ear: "I take it you were serious about that rough sex you mentioned earlier?" She nods eagerly, her body already beginning to react at the thought of what might be in store tonight. Smiling reassuringly, I add: "Don't worry, sweetheart. Your fantasy is safe with me."

Well well, well-played, Evan. You know how much I enjoy it when you address me as 'Master' with such sincerity and eagerness. I guess that means our little arrangement is officially in place then. Now why don't you go ahead and discuss your interests with Hala? We'll give you two some privacy while we come up with a plan for the night that incorporates everyone's fantasies.

I turn to look at her, my gaze heavy with promise as I arch an eyebrow in question. "So... what did you have in mind?"