“That feels so good.” Jake continued his ministrations on Davey’s thighs then turned him over and continued on with Davey’s shoulders, arms and hands. Davey’s six inch cock jutted out from its nest of curls. “When we get settled, I’m going to show you how to trim yourself down there.” Jake smiled at Davey who looked at him in surprise.
“People do that?”
“Yes, they do. Some even shave all of their hair off. But I only require that you shave your crack and I’m going to do it for you so you don’t hurt yourself. Turn back on your stomach. ”
Jake brought out some almond shaving gel and went to the bathroom to get a washcloth. He wet the area that lined Davey’s crack and rubbed on some gel. He took a disposable razor and gently shaved the two sides, going into the bathroom to rinse the razor in hot water after each pass.
He dried Davey and rolled him off the towels, throwing them on the floor next to the bed. Taking out his kit bag again, he took the lube and put it next to the pillow. He turned Davey over and started kissing Davey’s face, peppering butterfly kisses across his high cheekbones and the hollows underneath. He kissed Davey’s neck, marking his rosy skin with his mouth and teeth. He stopped at Davey’s pink coins and spent some time sucking each, until each one was a tight nub. He bit at them, blowing air on them, Davey groaned.
Jake proceeded down Davey’s chest to his navel where some of Davey’s pre-cum had collected. He ran his tongue inside lapping up the pre-cum and put his tongue on Davey’s slit. Davey’s cock peeked out of its foreskin. He took the sensitive head in his mouth and sucked him with great care. “You can’t come. Use your safe words if you need a break.”
Licking around the head and sides, Jake took Davey’s whole cock down his throat, caressing it with his throat muscles. Davey began to whimper, then groan. His cock was leaking so much pre-cum that the sheet was wet with the combined juices from Jake’s mouth and Davy’s slit.
Jake put his hands on Davey’s ass and turned Davy around so that he lay on his side. Jake opened the crack of Davey’s ass and began to lick. Davey shouted, “Oh my God, Jake…Jake, what are you doing?”
Jake curled his tongue and used it like a spear to penetrate Davey’s pucker. It looked like a tight rose unfurling its petals. Jake bit around the muscle until Davey began to relax into his ministrations. Jake took the lube and put some in his hand, warming it so it wouldn’t shock Davey out of his present state of lassitude. He took his index finger and started to work it around the rim of the sphincter which gradually loosened with the attention. Davey sighed in what Jake thought was contentment.
“Are you okay?” Jake asked.
Davey whimpered, “Yes.”
He slipped the first finger inside. Again he worked the rim, gradually stretching it as he made his way around Davey’s opening. When Jake was sure the first finger was inside and Davey wasn’t sore, he started making his way around the rim with two fingers, wetting them with more lube and dribbling it into Davey’s hole. Jake put the second finger next to the first and began to stretch the muscle further until the second finger penetrated Davey. He bent the two fingers and circled them around inside. He found Davy’s spot.
Davey nearly jumped off the bed. “What was that?” he asked, breathing heavily.
Jake laughed. “That was your prostate gland and when I’m inside you, once I find the right angle, I’ll brush it with each stroke.” Jake removed his two fingers and forced in more lube. He started the process with the third finger.
“Please come inside me. I want you so bad,” Davey whispered—his plea more eloquent because he could barely speak.
Jake removed his fingers and applied more lube. He poured lube over his cock and lined it up with Davy’s now loosened hole.
“I won’t kid you, baby. This will hurt at the beginning. You’re a virgin and your sphincter has never had to stretch so far. I’m going to go slow so you don’t get torn.”
“Please…”
“Do exactly as I say. Push out, I know it makes no sense, but it helps.”
Davey did as Jake instructed and Jake was able to pop the muscle.
Davey groaned, this time in pain. His cock deflated to only half hard. Jake advanced further.
“Can I push back?” Davey asked.
“Yes, you can definitely push back. Breathe through the pain.”
Jake propelled forward and hit Davey’s prostate. Davey moaned, “Move Jake, harder, faster.”
Taking Davey at his word, Jake began to thrust. “I’m going to turn you around so I can see those beautiful blue eyes. Lie on your back.”
Jake pulled out and Davey turned onto his back. Jake slipped back in causing Davey only a wince. “Put your knees up by your shoulders.”
Davey did as Jake asked and Jake started to go forward, slowly at first then faster, hitting Davey’s gland with each jab. Jake noticed that Davey was fully hard now and leaking again. He began to pound Davey’s ass into the mattress. Davey started to shout, “I’m going to come, yellow, yellow.”
Jake continued to pound his ass and said, “Anytime you wish, you can come, baby.”
Davey released long ropes of ejaculate up over his stomach, calling Jake’s name. “I love you so much, I didn’t think it could happen so soon but ohhh…” Davey had a second small orgasm as Jake began to come.
Jake lifted Davey away from the wet spot, and got up and went to the bathroom. He picked up another towel and rinsed a washcloth with warm water. He came back and put the towel underneath Davey’s leaking ass. He wiped the cum and lube from his chest. He went back into the bathroom and repeated the process with a second washcloth then dried Davey’s chest and ass with the hand towel.
“I love you so much, baby. Please don’t ever scare me like that again. I almost got hysterical in front of half the club. You make me so happy. I’d forgotten what happy felt like until I met you. As soon as I saw your teary sapphire eyes I was a goner. Davey…” He settled Davey down into the bed and continued to whisper words of love and commitment. He set the alarm on his phone for seven and gathered his Davey into his arms. Davey and even Bandit made Jake’s life complete. He no longer had a chip on his shoulder and ice in his heart. He was finally made whole.
§ § §
At seven, Jake woke Davey and said that they needed to get ready to go to the club. Davey was reluctant to leave the warmth of Jake’s arms but agreed that they had to go and tell their friends that they were okay.
Jake unwrapped the sapphire blue leather pants he’d bought from the fetish store on the way back to Princeton and gave them to Davey. They were to be worn with leather cuffs lined with sheepskin. Jake asked Davey to wait to dress as he wanted to put the clothes on him himself.
The pants were made with a pocket in the front for Davey’s cock. They were tight, but comfortably soft. Jake took out the second box. “This is your collar. I’m putting it on you now and we’ll sign an open-ended contract at the club tonight with Cisco representing you and Bear, me. We’ll sign the contracts with your pen. Is your list still good?”
“Yes, Sir, but something is missing…” Davey smiled his megawatt smile and said, “May I
please
touch you, Sir?”
Jake laughed and pulled Davey close. “Always…” he said.
§ § §
Sunday, Indiscreet Club
Jake and Davey walked to the table. Bear was the first to notice his collar. It was an eighteen carat gold torque that lay flat on Davey’s neck. There was a large sapphire on the front with smaller stones spaced every two inches from the large stone. Jake looked at the table. “Bear, Cisco, if you will help us with the contract, we’ll seal the collar when we’re done.”
Gasps were heard from below the table.
It didn’t take long for the four men to come downstairs with the contract in hand. Davey now owned half of all of Jake’s assets and should the marriage fail, half of their estate would be Davey’s. In the contract it stated that Davey had to learn to drive and that Jake would pay for lessons and a car of Davey’s choosing. Davey agreed that although he had a car, Randy or Jake would accompany him most places unless Junior or Aubrey—now that he knew Caden was hiring a bodyguard—were driving. Losing Davey was unthinkable.
When they came downstairs, Jake, with a bit of ceremony, locked the collar on Davey’s neck. Davey bolted underneath the table to show it to his friends. “He ordered it four days after he met me and picked it up today. It lies flat enough so that I can wear a dress shirt and tie for work.”
Brian’s head popped up from under the table. “Can we go to the sub room for about thirty minutes?”
“One of these days, cub, I’m going to get a club and pound your head like a
Whack a Mole.”
“Papa, you tease me…”
Bear’s eyes went around the table and the Doms nodded, but Jake said, “Only thirty minutes, Brian. I just got him and I want to enjoy him.”
Jim hustled the group from under the table and they hurried to the sub’s room.
All of them except for Greg who already knew said, “Spill.”
§ § §
Indiscreet, Masters Dining Room
“Well, well, well, Bear didn’t win. It only took ten days to both bed him and get the collar. Max,” Reed called over the din. “Get me that envelope. We all agreed that if no one won, it would go to Caden and Johnny’s shelter for LGBT youth.”
Tom snickered.
Bull said, “So Bear isn’t infallible.”
“Looks like,” Caden said.
“It had to happen someday.” Cisco turned toward the sub room grumbling because the donation wasn’t going to St. Mary’s.
“The money is going to a worthy cause.” Gary winked at Caden.
“Okay, okay, my prediction would have been spot on if Jake had decided to wait the extra week,” Bear protested.
“If I’d waited an extra week, I wouldn’t have a sub. You guys were making bets on us?” Jake asked, annoyed as hell.
“You’ve just joined our group—we made bets on everyone but Bear because he was first.” Reed chuckled. “But this time, he wasn’t right and we’ll never let him forget it.” Reed lifted his glass. “A toast to Bear being wrong for a change.”
“Here, here.” The other seven echoed.
“The boys are on their way in,” Caden observed.
“This stays between the Doms, Jake…they have their secrets, we have ours.” Reed laughed out loud and the whole table joined him.
§ § §
Saturday, one week later, mid-October
The wedding took place the following week and the dinner was as lavish as Cisco’s for Greg. Davey asked to be spanked in front of the club. “I want them to know I’m committed to you.”
“If I do it in front of the club, I won’t be able to go easy, baby,” Jake said, worried.
“I handled a punishment spanking which was far worse than anything that’s ever happened to me because I made you angry and sad. I can take it. Brian explained to me how to go into subspace. I think I can do it for you.”
On Saturday evening, the whole club watched as Jake and Davey exchanged vows and rings. Judge Stottlemeyer pronounced them spouses and the club broke into cheers for their latest successful match.
Jake took the stage and sat on a large chair. He pulled Davey down over his lap and loosened the flap on the back of the pants, peeling it back and baring Davey’s behind.
“I’m going to give my boy fifteen smacks to celebrate our wedding.”
Jake hit Davey with a heavy hand, and true to form Davey was babbling by the second strike. But then something strange happened to Davey, he rose above the pain and smiled and cried at the same time He found subspace, but better still, he found Jake. And Davey never planned to even come close to losing him again.
§ § §
Saturday night at the Marriott
They sat up in bed watching the late night news. “Is there anything I should know?” Davey asked Jake sleepily.
“Well the Republicans are trying to repeal the Affordable Care Act again and a group by the name of ISIS is causing huge problems in Iraq and Syria and the trouble may spread throughout the whole Middle East.”
“They’re denying global warming, yet we have more storms and polar vortex events in the winter with record highs in the summer. Is there any good news?” Davey asked, sitting up.
“Yes. My boy agreed to give himself over totally to my care, and I couldn’t be happier.” Jake pulled him back down to the pillows.
Davey turned to Jake. “My Dom collared me today despite my horrible behavior.”
“If your Dom had explained his plans better instead of going all
Mystery Science Theater,
that
wouldn’t have happened. I should have told you I’d go easy
,”
Jake said, shaking his head.
“I should have known better and trusted your judgment.” Davey started to weep. “Damn, I’ve done more crying in the past few weeks than I have for fourteen years, since I was left on the step of the foster home with my suitcase and my shoebox.” He sniffled.
“What’s in your shoebox?” Jake asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
“Things that mean something to me, like the blanket I was found in, my pen, a valentine from my fourth grade teacher. Nothing that means anything to anyone else but me.”
Jake cleared his throat. “I started one of those boxes when I met you. I have all of restaurant bills, the bills for the Marriott, I took a pair of your underwear, silly stuff.” He blushed for the first time in twenty-five years.
“You know how I feel about you.”
“Make love to me, Davey.”
§ § §
Davey enthusiastically embraced Jake’s order. He had paid attention when Jake loved on him. He grabbed the bottle of massage oil still on the nightstand and warmed it in his hands. He started at Jake’s shoulders and pressed down the sides of his spine. He pulled on Jake’s arms to loosen them as he massaged his shoulders, then he slithered the oil down Jake’s back. Taking his hands back up his lover’s spine, he turned him over and kissed him, moving his lips in a circular fashion and not missing one millimeter of the surface. He stuck his tongue out and opened the seam of Jake’s mouth. He began to massage Jake shoulders again and pulled lightly on each arm.