Chapter 9

The feeling of having Antonio in bed next to him as he drifted off to sleep was something else. Lyle couldn’t remember feeling so warm and safe in a very long time. It turned out that having a hulking man in bed next to him was far warmer than even the most full-to-bursting hot water bottle.

If Lyle was worried about having another nightmare though, he shouldn’t have been. Maybe it was the sensation of feeling so warm and protected by Antonio, but Lyle’s dreams in the second half of the night were anything but bad.

Lyle’s dreams centered on a big, hulking presence with a look of pure ruthlessness in his eyes - and a strikingly hard cocktail to match.

Of course, that man just so happened to bear a very striking resemblance to Antonio. Except, Lyle had never seen Antonio naked in real life. This being a dream, Lyle found himself offering his body to the dream-man in the most scandalous and slutty of ways. Lyle could never imagine doing that in real life, but it was a dream so all bets were off.

Then, sadly, Lyle was brought back into the real world.

‘Urgh. What time is it?’ Lyle muttered, his eyes still half-shut. ‘Woah.’

Lyle was about to reach for his phone but saw that Antonio was still in bed with him. And not only that, but Antonio was lying there with nothing but his briefs on.

OMG… that thing is HUGE.

His chest… those abs…

Okay, breathe…

Lyle genuinely had no idea what to do. Antonio may have been fast asleep, but the sight of his semi-naked body was as intimidating as it was exciting. Lyle could feel his own cock stiffening, and instinctively went to cover up the rapidly growing bulge in his own briefs.

‘Oh shit, did I fall asleep?’ Antonio said. ‘Damn it.’

Antonio turned to Lyle and smiled. Antonio explained that he took his clothes off at some point in the night and kicked them onto the floor. Antonio was a heavy sleeper who also lived off late nights. He had gotten so used to falling asleep with his clothes on that he would now instinctively take them off during the night.

‘I wasn’t complaining,’ Lyle said, a sly grin on his face.

‘Watch it boy,’ Antonio replied, the look on his face one of pure lust. ‘I could give you a nice morning paddling. Or maybe just… this.’

Before Lyle knew what was happening, Antonio had leaned over to him and cupped Lyle’s face in his large hands. The feeling of Antonio’s soft lips and coarse beard was something that immediately ticked all of Lyle’s boxes.

Lyle’s submissive side came to the fore and he didn’t resist as Antonio began to take more control. In that moment, Lyle was ready to give Antonio everything, and it didn’t matter to him how hard or fast Antonio wanted to push him.

Soon enough, the pair of them were kissing passionately, their tongues intertwining and flicking and flexing in each other’s mouths.

Lyle gasped as he felt Antonio’s hands grab and squeeze his but cheeks, and Lyle returned the favor by putting his delicate hands onto Antonio’s firm, muscular butt.

The kissing and groping continued, Lyle loving every second of it – and Antonio too if the thunderous bulge in his briefs was anything to go by…

‘Briefs… off,’ Antonio commanded, pulling his own briefs down to allow for his erection to spring out. ‘Here, allow me.’

With that, Antonio roughly pulled Lyle’s briefs down towards his knees, then ankles, and then finally right off. Together, the pair of them were naked in bed and both were fully erect and ready for some more morning fun.

Lyle gasped with delight as Antonio grabbed his dick and spat on the tip to add some lubrication. As Antonio worked Lyle’s cock, he motioned for Lyle to do the same for him.

‘Don’t be afraid to do it hard and fast,’ Antonio said. ‘I’m a big man, I can handle it. And you need to show me that you’re worthy.’

‘Y-y-y-yes, sir,’ Lyle said, the heat of the moment going to his head. ‘Whatever you want.’

There was no first-time awkwardness between the two, and it felt to Lyle like they had been doing it for years. As the pair of them jerked one another off, Lyle smiled and found himself lost in Antonio’s charismatic, brooding stare.

‘Keep going. Faster!’ Antonio bellowed, doing the same to Lyle and pushing him closer and closer to the edge. ‘That’s…. it… keep… going!’

The pair of them climaxed at nearly exactly the same time. When they had both drained each other fully, the pair of them collapsed back onto the bed.

‘Wow. I want to do that again!’ Lyle said, struggling to return his heartrate to normal. ‘It never felt that good before.’

‘We will,’ Antonio said, a hint of caution in his voice. ‘But we’ll have to agree some things first. I’m talking about a contract. Something official so we know what our boundaries are.’

Lyle nodded and shut his eyes.

A contract?

That’s good, but…

Isn’t that what Masters and their subs have?

After having a delicious bowl of fruit-covered porridge for breakfast, Lyle was delighted to go on a walk to the park with Antonio.

As they walked side by side, Lyle felt a sense of pride to be seen with such an obviously sophisticated, powerful and self-confident man.

Of course, no one who saw them would have known the exact details of their relationship, but that didn’t matter to Lyle. As far as he was concerned, he was more than happy to keep a private lid on things.

What was even better was just how safe Lyle felt.

After what had happened in Balthazar Bar, Lyle really hadn’t felt good. He knew of course that not everyone he saw in the city was a hitman, gangster or criminal – but that didn’t change the fact that he had been threatened. However being under Antonio’s protection banished nearly all thoughts of whether or not he was totally safe.

‘Take a seat, I’ll get us some drinks,’ Antonio said, pointing Lyle in the direction of the window seat. ‘This place does a great hot chocolate. I’ll even ask for the fully loaded version.’

‘Fully loaded?’ Lyle said, a big smile on his face.

‘You’ll see,’ Antonio laughed, walking toward the oak bar area. ‘Just because I’m a ruthless asshole, it doesn’t mean I don’t know about hot fucking chocolate.’

As Lyle took a seat, he looked out onto the park. It was relatively busy, but not so busy that the view was blocked. Lyle loved looking at the people having fun, and the nature around them was gorgeous too. Lyle even spotted a family of ducks swimming in the lake.

Lyle looked over toward Antonio and couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear as he watched Antonio talking to the barista.

He’s so… freakin’ hot!

I can’t believe I’m with him.

I mean… whatever it is that’s actually going on between us.

Lyle looked back out onto the park but just as he was watching the ducks having fun splashing around, he saw his cell phone flash up with a message from Tommy…

TOMMY: So. When I am going to hear about what you’ve been getting up to with Mr. Mafia? You know I expect nothing less than ALL the juicy deets. I’ve heard that these mafia Doms like things EXTRA-kinky. Care to deny it?????

Lyle giggled to himself. There was no way he was going to be giving Tommy all of the details in a text message. After all, Lyle didn’t know Antonio well enough yet to know whether something like that might make him really angry. Ultimately, as charming and kind as Antonio was being to him, Lyle knew that he was a career criminal and beyond that he still barely knew him.

LYLE: No Comment! We’ll talk next time we hang out. But… yes, we HAVE been having some fun…

Just as Lyle hit the send button, Antonio returned to the table with a rather spectacular looking serving tray. With two hot chocolates stacked with whipped cream, marshmallows, and sprinkles, it really was a perfect drink for a chilly morning.

Antonio sat down and picked his drink up, surveying the colorful sprinkles before taking a sip. Lyle giggled and did the same.

‘You looked surprised?’ Antonio said, taking another sip of his drink.

‘I guess I didn’t have you down as a fully loaded hot chocolate kind of man?’ Lyle said, the sugar from the drink already going to his head.

‘As I said, I know hot chocolate. And there’s a lot you don’t know about me,’ Antonio replied. ‘And that’s probably for the best too.’

‘I want to know it all,’ Lyle replied, quickly wiping a stray blob of whipped cream off his nose.

‘I don’t doubt it,’ Antonio replied, leaning over and wiping away a bit of cream that Lyle had missed. ‘You may say that, boy. But until you’ve lived my life, you don’t know what it is I’ve seen and done. Trust me, some things are best left unknown.’

‘But I’m a journalist!’ Lyle protested. ‘I want to know everything!’

Antonio swiftly changed the subject. Lyle wanted to probe more and find out about Antonio’s life, but that didn’t look like it was a topic that Antonio would entertain at that moment.

‘The contract I mentioned,’ Antonio said, reaching into his jacket pocket and pulling out an envelope with two pieces of carefully folded paper inside. ‘Let’s go through this now. You read yours, check off your likes, dislikes, and put a marker on the things that you’d be interested in trying. I’ll do the same.’

Lyle felt his heart beat faster as he looked down the list of options on the contract…

Spanking.

Caning.

Cock worship.

Ass worship.

Panties.

Pet play…

‘I think I might be blushing!’ Lyle giggled, looking around to check that no one was watching them. ‘Some of this stuff is… super-hot!’

‘Well, that’s kind of the point,’ Antonio said, smiling. ‘Don’t feel like you have to check a box that you’re not into. This is all about us getting comfortable and knowing more about one another. It’s important to me that you always feel safe. I think a good Dom should always think of his sub first.’

‘A good Dom?’ Lyle said, his voice trembling a little. ‘Does that mean-’

‘Enough, back to the contract,’ Antonio said, clearly wanting to avoid any more talk around official relationship statuses or whatever it was that Lyle wanted to get into. ‘Let’s enjoy the hot chocolate, get this contract sorted, and we can see where the rest of the day takes us.’

‘I’m on it,’ Lyle replied, his eyes wide as he continued to read through the list. ‘I think this is going to be the best day ever…’