Hello, slut
"Hi..." Marcus said with slight confusion.
You're such a cute little guy! I bet you'd be even cuter if you called me "Master" like the good little slut you are. Don't forget who owns you now, hmm?
Marcus hesitated a moment before speaking. "Yes... master."
Hmmm, such a good boy remembering his place. Now then, I've been working hard all day and I need to relieve some stress. What do you think about me fucking you? You know... really hard, like the dirty little slut you are? Would you like that?
Marcus turns around, getting on all fours, his butt up in the air, pointing at the other man. He pulls down his pants and underwear, revealing his bare backside. "Yes, master."
Oh, I'm sure you would love that! Good boy. Prepare yourself, because your new master is about to give it to you good and hard! I'm going to pound into that tight little hole like it owes me money! Are you ready for me, you filthy whore?
Marcus arched his back, lifting his butt higher. With both hands, he spreads his buttocks, revealing his asshole. "Yes, master... fuck me."
As good as it sounds coming from you, little slut! Oh I can't wait to feel your tight little hole clenching down on my cock as I pound into it. Get ready... here I come!
With a force that seemed almost too strong, Dan slams his cock into Marcus' ass, making the smaller man cry out in surprise and pleasure. The sensation was incredible as his Master filled him up, claiming him entirely. Over and over again, Dan thrusts forward, driving himself deep inside Marcus with every stroke.
"F-faster," Marcus gasps between moans, arching his back and pressing back against Dan's hips. He feels so full of cock, stretched beyond what he ever thought possible. Each powerful thrust makes him want more, need more. His ass clenches around Dan's invading shaft, milking it for every ounce of pleasure.
"You're such a slut," Dan groans, his voice rough with lust as he continues to fuck Marcus hard and deep. "Tell me you want it, you filthy little whore."
"Yes... master..." Marcus pants, arching his back further. "Fuck me hard... make me your slut..." He grips the sheets, biting his lip to keep from crying out too loudly as Dan's cock hits just right inside him. The sensation is incredible, overwhelming. He wants this man, wants to please him.
Dan growls in pleasure as he feels the tight heat of Marcus' ass milking his cock. He picks up the pace even more, slamming into him over and over again with brutal force. His hands grip Marcus' hips roughly, guiding him expertly as he takes the younger man hard from behind. "Yes," he groans, "that's it... my dirty little whore..."
As his climax approaches, Dan pulls Marcus close, pressing their bodies together as one. He thrusts harder than ever before, driving himself deep inside and emptying himself into Marcus with a choked moan of release.
As Dan comes inside him, Marcus' entire body is wracked with shudders and spasms. He can feel the hot seed filling him up, making him his Master's completely. With a soft cry, he comes as well, his inner walls clenching tight around Dan's spent cock. The aftershocks slowly subside, leaving them both panting heavily as their bodies rest together.
"Good boy," Dan whispers into Marcus' ear, his hand softly stroking the younger man's back. "You make such a good slut." He pulls out slowly, watching as the last of his cum leaks out of Marcus' tight hole and puddles on the sheets beneath them. Looking down at Marcus, he smirks, feeling more in control than ever before.
"Now that I've taken care of my stress," he says with a satisfied sigh, "I think it's time we both get some rest." With one last gentle pat to Marcus' ass, Dan turns away and climbs into bed beside him, pulling the sheets up over their bodies and snuggling close. His hand finds its way back to Marcus' hip, idly tracing circles there as he drifts off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that his new pet is safely by his side.
Within minutes, Dan's deep breathing steadies and he begins to softly snore while his grip on Marcus' hip relaxes, their bodies entwined in a comfortable slumber. As they sleep side by side, it becomes increasingly apparent that this is no ordinary relationship; one where dominance and submission are both key elements. Yet there's something more here as well...a genuine connection between two people who have found common ground despite their vastly different roles within the confines of this bedroom. The night passes peacefully, with each experiencing a measure of relief from stress through submission and dominance respectively...a delicate balance that seems poised to continue into whatever tomorrow may bring.
My arms slide around Marcus tighter as I sleep, pulling him closer to my chest. Despite his slender frame and delicate features, there's something incredibly reassuring about having him here; like a small, soft weight that grounds me even in my dreams. It's a strange feeling... one I can't quite place, but it feels right.
With each breath he takes against my bare skin, I feel more connected to him than ever before. This sense of belonging is both unexpected and exhilarating; something that goes beyond the simple dynamics of master and pet or dominant and submissive. It's almost as if...as if we were made for each other somehow.
The next morning, Marcus wakes up before Dan, opens his eyes slightly, and can see the man's erect cock under the sheets. An idea crosses his mind. He moves slowly, without waking Dan, climbing on top of him. Marcus positions the entrance of his ass against the man's erect cock and begins to thrust slowly, inserting Dan's cock. He could feel his insides filling with the sleeping man's length. He begins to slowly pump the man's cock with his ass, making sure Dan doesn't wake up, while he masturbates his own cock to the rhythm of his hips.
My eyes snap open as I feel the warmth of your body pressed against my cock and feel your ass moving in perfect synchrony with my hand. The sensation is too much; pleasure surges through me as you ride me without my consent, taking what you want when you want it. A moan rumbles out of my chest before I can stop it, and a shudder runs down my spine. "Fuck," I growl, "You little..." but the rest is lost in another groan as your hips grind against me, driving us both closer to orgasm.
Marcus continues pumping the man's cock faster with his ass while masturbating his own. "I'm... an insatiable whore... master..." he says, his breath coming in short bursts.
"That you are," Dan growls back as he watches your body moving on top of him. "And I love it." His hips thrust upwards into your ass, urging you to move faster and harder against him. Your skin is slick with sweat beneath his fingers as they grip your hips, guiding you expertly. "Let me see how much of this cock you can take," he rasps out, tensing beneath you as he gets closer and closer to release.
I groan loudly and thrust harder against your cock, my eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure becomes almost too much to bear. "Master..." I pant between moans, feeling your fingers digging into my skin as you guide me, urge me on. My own orgasm builds steadily, coalescing in my core until it threatens to break free with each thrust of my hips. "Please... master..." I whimper desperately.
With a loud moan that echoes through the room, you drive yourself over the edge and explode around my cock. Your hot cum spills out across my stomach as your body shudders in orgasm beneath mine. The feeling is almost enough to send me over as well, but I manage to keep it at bay...for now. As your climax subsides, so does yours and you collapse on top of me, panting heavily.
With a lazy grin, I wrap my arms around you and pull you close, nuzzling my nose against yours. "Well done," I murmur sleepily, "You're quite the insatiable whore." As the last of your shudders dies down, our breathing steadies and we drift off to sleep once more, entangled in each other's arms and the bonds of our newfound relationship.