Chapter 11

The idea of a contract made total sense to Tommy. He had heard his friends Jake and Lyle talking about theirs and would listen with great interest as they talked about how it was a safe and clear way to explore kinks, both ones that they had and their Doms' kinks too.

Of course, prior to meeting Luca the idea of one day having a BDSM contract of his own was nothing more than a fantasy for Tommy.

A contract was a fantasy that seemed about as distant as the furthest star in the galaxy. Until now…

‘I'm so glad we've done this,' Tommy said. ‘I don't think I've had such a good day as today since… you know… before.'

Tommy watched Luca smile as he picked the contracts up and carefully filed them away in a safe place in his office.

‘Here, we'll know where they are now,' Luca said. ‘But there's no danger of us losing them either.'

Tommy smiled and blushed at the thought of trying out all the new and exciting things on the contract. Tommy fiddled with his strawberry earring and felt his entire body tingle with the possibilities of what him and Luca could do together.

Tommy may not have had much experience with other men, but that wasn't to say that his imagination wasn't fully versed in dreaming up different scenarios and fantasies.

With his and Luca's make out session still fresh in his mind, and the stimulation of reading and signing the contract very much of the moment, Tommy decided that he would see if Luca was up for having some fun right there and then…

‘Luca,' Tommy said, trying his best to not sound too over-excited. ‘Would you… maybe… want to try something now?'

‘You mean…'

‘Yup, something from the contract,' Tommy said, unable to stifle a giggle as he felt his cheeks flushing crimson red. ‘I was thinking… maybe you could put on one of your MMA shorts or wrestling leotards?'

Tommy wasn't sure how Luca was going to react. After all, Luca was the Dom, and it was his role to call the shots in the relationship. Or so Tommy assumed…

‘Wait there boy,' Luca said, a huge grin on his face. ‘Oh, you'll need to strip too. Right down to your briefs.'

Tommy gasped as the reality of what was about to happen hit him.

Is Luca really going to…

I can't believe it…

Could he really, really, really be…

In what felt like less than thirty seconds, Luca was calling out to Tommy.

‘Boy, come into the bedroom,' Luca bellowed. ‘Now! And you'd better not be wearing anything more than those little tighty-whiteys.'

Tommy finished stripping off and raced into the bedroom. And Tommy wasn't disappointed at the sight that met him either.

‘OMG, Master,' Tommy said, his hand over his mouth in total shock and awe. ‘You look… just wow.'

Standing before Tommy was an image that could have come straight from his hottest, naughtiest late night fantasies – the kind of fantasies that would always lead to Tommy pleasuring himself to the most satisfying solo climaxes.

Luca was wearing nothing but his tight green wrestling leotard. It left nothing to the imagination, as Tommy would have hoped for. The sight of Luca's thick, elephant-trunk sized dick running down one side was enough to make Tommy nearly start drooling right there on the spot.

But it wasn't just Luca's dick-print that was worthy of Tommy's admiring looks. Luca's physique was spectacular. He may have been an older man, but Luca's body looked like it had been honed from the finest marble. With shoulders and biceps that looked strong enough to push a boulder up a mountain, Tommy could see why Luca was known for his fearsome one on one combat.

There was something else that caught Tommy's eyes too.

On the exposed part of Luca's rippled, well-defined chest were three small, circular scars. Tommy couldn't be sure what the scars were as a result of, but he instinctively had his suspicions.

‘It's fine to look, boy,' Luca said, clearly noticing where Tommy's eyes had been drawn. ‘And it's okay to ask about them too. But maybe save your questions for later. Now it's time to… wrestle!'

With that a delighted Tommy squealed as Luca charged over toward him and picked him up with ease.

‘Master, Master, put me down!' Tommy giggled with delight.

‘Certainly,' Luca said, flipping Tommy down onto the huge bed. ‘After all, we need somewhere to wrestle safely.'

Luca proceeded to put Tommy into a variety of holds, easily manipulating Tommy's body with his superior strength and combat skills.

As far as Tommy was concerned, this was the embodiment of his sportswear kink. The fact that he was being wrestled and dominated by a leotard wearing Dom just made it all the hotter.

‘Kiss me,' Luca said, pinning Tommy down and thrusting his lycra-clad crotch into Tommy's face. ‘Show me who the boss really is.'

‘Yes, sir,' Tommy said, eagerly reaching up and planting not one, but several kisses up and down the outline of Luca's pulsing dick.

The sensation of being so close to Luca's dick was intoxicating for Tommy. It was frustrating too. What Tommy wanted was to feel the flesh of Luca's seemingly very large cock.

As it turned out, Tommy wouldn't have to wait too long for that…

‘Now do the same, but this time swallow it too,' Luca grunted, pulling the stretchy material of his leotard to one side and allowing his dick to stand proud, hard, and free. ‘The defeated warrior must show his respects to the victor, after all.'

Tommy knew that Luca had all the power.

But it wasn't exactly a bad forfeit for losing the wrestling.

As Tommy stretched his tongue out and took his first taste of Luca's thick, long shaft, he felt Luca reaching down toward his cock too.

The two of them began to work in tandem. As Tommy would suck and slurp on Luca's wide, bulbous dick head, Luca would spit on his hand and work Tommy's equally hard cock, up and down, pushing Tommy closer to the edge with each stroke.

‘Don't cum before me,' Luca growled, playfully slapping Tommy's dick from side to side as Tommy continued to swallow and suck on Luca's manhood. ‘I say when you have your release. Got it?'

Tommy nodded and spluttered a ‘yes' in response, but his main focus was on maintaining his rhythm. Tommy could feel that Luca was beginning to thrust his hips and tense his body.

Neither one of them would be able to last much longer.

Tommy knew it, and Luca knew it too.

As the pair of them climaxed together, Tommy did his best to swallow as much of Luca's cum as he could without coming up for air. Tommy was determined to show Luca that he had what it took to pleasure and please him in every way imaginable.

Luca too was keen to milk Tommy dry, ensuring to keep on jerking and squeezing Tommy's cock until every last drop had been drained.

With both of them spent, they collapsed onto the bed next to one another. After allowing a few moments to get his breath back, Tommy reached across to Luca's hulking body and put his hand on the half-on, half-off lycra wrestling leotard.

‘Luca, thank you so much for doing this for me,' Tommy said, his voice full of emotion, but a sense of total satisfaction coming through too. ‘I've wanted that for so long, but I never thought I'd be able to live out my fantasy quite like that.'

‘It was a pleasure, boy,' Luca said, smiling. ‘Trust me, I enjoyed that. It might be your kink, but I think we can safely say that it's opened my eyes to a whole new world now. I might even have to get you some sportswear too. Just image the fun we could have if we were both wearing it.'

Tommy nodded and giggled.

‘That does sound super-duper awesome,' Tommy said, his eyes suddenly heavy and a post-orgasm sleepiness hitting him hard.

As Tommy drifted off to sleep, his mind was filled with good thoughts.

That was so good.

Hotter than the sun.

And we've only just gotten started…

Tommy woke up from his post-steam fun to the smell of something delicious cooking in the kitchen.

‘Luca? Is that you making food?' Tommy asked, his brain still not fully woken up.

‘Well, it's not the butler cooking, that's for sure!' Luca shouted back, a good-natured laugh following soon after. ‘Come on, get up. You can watch a movie while I finish off cooking. I won't be long.'

Tommy smiled and got out of bed. He quickly put on a pair of his favorite ruby-red thick pajamas and walked into the kitchen with a smile on his face.

‘We could get a butler!' Tommy giggled.

‘Sure, sure,' Luca said, rolling his eyes in mock impatience. ‘You think I'm made of money?'

‘I'll find a movie for us but I won't start it,' Tommy said. ‘And I want something crazy. Like real wild.'

‘I don't doubt it,' Luca replied, stirring a big pot of ravishingly red pasta sauce.

Tommy went through to the living area and patiently flicked through the available movies as he patiently waited for Luca to finish up cooking.

‘And here we go,' Luca said, walking in with two big and wholesome bowls of his specialty tomato pasta. ‘So… what kind of movie are you thinking we should watch?'

‘I'd like to try a gangster movie,' Tommy said. ‘But only if you think I'll be okay watching it.'

‘Leave it to me,' Luca said. ‘I know just the one. And don't worry, with me here you won't be scared. I've got your back. Not just for now, but for as long as you need me.'

Tommy smiled sweetly and felt his heart fill with a million butterflies.

Tommy knew that he would feel safe and secure watching a gangster movie with Luca – just like he felt safe any time he was with Luca.

The feelings for Luca were getting stronger by the second, and Tommy couldn't help but wonder just how far things might go between them. It was all very new, but Tommy's heart was telling him one thing and one thing only.

I think…

No, I hope….

No! I'm sure… Luca might just be my Forever Love.