5. OSCAR

He didn't have to be so obvious. I knew he liked being dominated, I'd felt him giving in to me the moment we were inside the shower this morning. I stroked his face a little more, squeezing his chin and turning his head from side to side. His grin grew wider.

"What else do you like?" I asked.

I knew we were on the same page, but I needed him to say it. I was desperate for him to tell me what he wanted, just so I could give it to him.

"An idea," he whispered, sort of breath. "Maybe to be—be bound and used."

"Baby." I tilted his head to me and leaned in to kiss him. "I like the sound of it." And I even had the equipment to help fulfill this fantasy of his. "Remove my belt, take off my shorts."

Spence was obedient without fault, removing my belt and yanking my shorts down to my ankles. My cock was pushed up tight in a pair of briefs. He didn't need another other notes. He put his face against it, rubbing it around in circular motions.

"I like that," I told him, resting my hand on his head, with my fingers tousled through his hair.

With his teeth out, he playfully placed them around the cock in my briefs, giving it little gnaws as I throbbed against him, getting even harder. Even as he let out moans, the vibrations made me produce precum making a sticky wet patch in my briefs.

"Get undressed," I said, once more tilting his head to me.

Under the black jeans and baggy T-shirt, he was hiding his small frame and cute body. He undressed right in front of me, keeping his underwear on, a little jock with the pouch in the front of his cock and the two straps framing his ass. "Do you like it?" He asked, turning around. He pulled his cheeks apart a little and let go, his ass giving a little jiggle.

"I wanna devour it."

He climbed on my bed, on all fours, his ass exposed and parted, revealing his tight pink ring that I hadn't really taken to paying too much attention to earlier. I got down in front of it, salivating. I stuck my tongue out and pressed it against his hole, eager to eat his ass and play with his balls, all pressed up hard inside the jock.

He moaned, backing his ass up against my face.

I grabbed both cheeks and wiggled them around with my face in it. "Just like that," I said, spitting on his hole before inserting a finger, and then swiftly inserting my second. "I wanna grab that toy. You said it was in your bag, right?"

"Yeah," he whispered, falling on his chest, arms pushed up and out like a cat slinking into a stretch. "But I've not used it before." He looked back at me as I went through his bag to see several jocks, like he was scared to make a choice. There was a box, unopened with the toy, and a bottle of lube that looked barely used.

"Have you used one of these before?" I asked, unpacking it.

"Not one that has a light show attached," he said, turning over to lay on his back. "But I've played with toys like it before."

"Legs up," I instructed.

Spence pulled his legs back, wrapping his arms around the back of his legs, holding them to his chest. It exposed his hole so nice. I took a little bit of lube and pressed a finger inside, feeling it clench against me, going right to the knuckle. Then I played with a second finger.

The plug was a little larger than my two fingers, but he was plenty warmed up now. The light show function had a twist aspect. It was a real plug in and play situation, and I was ready to play.

"Relax," I said, getting the end of the plug lubed. "You're stretching yourself out, getting ready for me."

He let out a giggle, nervous. "I've not really used one this wide, so, please use extra lube."

I applied a little extra lube to it before pressing it against his hole and then watching as he sucked it inside. I wasn't calling him a liar, but I don't think he needed that extra lube. He chewed on his bottom lip a little, letting out a little laugh of relief.

"I don't think you needed that extra lube," I joked, giving the plug inside him a little tug to see how firm of a grasp his hole had. It was better than my memory this morning served. "Let me turn the lights off and see if this thing is working." There was a little light glowing from the bottom, but it wasn't a projector like I'd been promised from the box.

He kept his legs up against his chest, his ass aimed at the ceiling.

Once the lights were out, the light appeared at the ceiling like a constellation. I stared up at it, thinking about how it reminded me of some long haul flights were I could see up into the stars beyond the lights of the cities below. Those moments were special, but this moment was hot.

"I guess now you've got your night light, I'll officially invite you to stay over," I said, flicking the light switch.

Spence's chest went up and down as he continued to bite down on his smile. "I thought that was already happening."

I climbed over him, seeing his body beneath mine, my knees at either side of him. One thigh was nearly the entire width of his waist. It felt like this morning was a test, and now, I was able to spend time getting to explore my new friend.

Our cocks, still confined inside our briefs were bulging, sticky precum as a guide to where our tips were. I gyrated against him, pressing my cock to his, feeling the immense heat of his throbbing erection against mine. Spence moaned, trying his best to thrust his hips against the weight of my body.

"You like that?" I asked, going to his rhythm, letting the thrusts happen.

"Pin me down," he whispered.

"You like being restrained." I took each of his wrists in a hand and pinned them high above his head. I worked my head from each of his pits, kissing and sniffing at his skin. His skin was soft and his smell was sweet musk. "I have cuffs, or rope."

He gulped, his throat sounds so loud in my ear. "Cuffs," he said.

Good choice. I didn't have it in me to get the ropes out, remember proper binding and knotting techniques. "Safe word?"

He giggled. "I've—"

"Never had one," I finished for him. "Ok. We can use a traffic light system. Red is stop, green is go, maybe harder, maybe faster," I whispered in his ear, feeling the goosebumps on his skin raise against mine. "And amber is caution."

"I like that," he said through a heavy breath.

In our position, laid on top of each other, I continued to pulse my hips against his, letting our cocks rub against each other. I didn't want to stop the motion on top of him to get the cuffs from a box under my bed, but I could hear his breathing grow labored like he would soon succumb to an orgasm.

"Enough of that," I whispered in his ear before giving his cheek a kiss.

The front of Spence's grey jock was covered in small dots of precum. If I hadn't been mistaken, I might've thought he'd already came. I placed a hand on his cock and went down, cupping at his balls.

"You mind scooting up the bed, I'm gonna need to attach these cuffs to something," I told him.

In the box under my bed, there were plenty of toys. None of them had been getting any use as of late, but that was because I got my fills abroad. I'd rarely been getting my fill on my home turf. I had two sets of cuffs; four in total, one pair fluffy and one pair metal. They were perfect for cuffing both wrists and both ankles.

"Fluffy or no?"

He licked his lips and nodded.

"That's not an answer," I said. "Which one?" I brushed the fluffy ones against the side of his cheeks. "These ones?"

"Yeah. Please."

"Ok. I like these ones."

I placed his hand a little further up, attaching it to the metal post of the frame with one of the fluffy cuffs. One to the post, one to his wrist. "There's a little button here, I press it and these come loose," I told him. "You might be able to move your wrist and do it yourself, but if that ruins the illusion of being submissive, then pretend it's not that easy to get out."

Spence nodded obediently.

Once his second wrist was tied to the post, he tried to wriggle around under them. "They really don't move," he said. "What are you going to do with me?"

"Whatever I want." I stroked a finger down his arm all the way to his pit. He wiggled a little more, giggling. "What do you want me to do with you?" I asked. It didn't matter what he wanted, because he'd given me control, and I was ready to take it.

I treated Spence's body to a series of kisses, from his neck, all the way down to his waistline where I made his cock known to my mouth. I slipped it out of the pouch of his jock and licked the tip, taking in a taste of his sweetness in my mouth. He made so much excited noise under my touch, and with it, giving me a taste of his sticky goodness.

"You like that?" I asked.

"Yeah, how do you know where to touch with your tongue?"

"Practice." I went back in for a second lick, my tongue at the underside of the tip, coaxing out more precum. "But you definitely know how to work a dick with your tongue."

Licking his lips, he nodded. "I wanna."

In front of him, I pushed my briefs down, my dick following them right until it reached the tip, and as it went over them, my dick bounced up. Spence's eyes followed with fascination. His chest going wild as his back arched, he bared down on the plug in his ass.

I climbed on top of him once more, this time over his chest, pressing the tip of my cock to his lips. His tongue out, I teased him with it. Flicking his tongue out, he tried lashing at it and every single time, I pulled it away.

"You can do better than that."

"I'm trying."He even tried moving me with his knees up, pushing me and my cock toward his face. "Please." His hands, forgetting they were against the posts rattled around in the cuffs.

"Try harder," I teased, but I was teasing myself now. I inserted my cock in his mouth, letting it go deep inside his throat. Without any movement from him, I fucked his face, letting him gag. His eyes grew pink and tears appeared from choking. I removed it and he begged for it back inside him again, salivating for me.

I was building up a hunger, getting a workout in, and enjoying life's pleasure all at the same time. I could do whatever I wanted with his body in this state, and I could see it in his eyes that he wanted me to take advantage.

Spence begged for it. Anything.

"You better not blow your load," I told him, inserting my cock in his mouth and then removing it to let him speak.

"I won't."

"Good. Because I'd still fuck you, but then there would be no natural stopping point if you didn't have any cum left in you. Except for mine, I suppose."

He moaned hard on my cock in the back of his throat.

I wanted going to waste myself in his mouth. I pulled out and admired his body, giving it a once over with my mouth, licking his nipples and kissing at all the little zones I'd noticed people get excited by before, like the side of the ribs, the cumgutters, and just above the belly button.

"You like playing this way?" I asked. I had a rolodex of fun in my head, all different things we could do if he showed even the slightest bit of interest in it.

"I feel so inexperienced," he let out. "But I like it."

After a moment playing with his cock, I licked at his taint. He wrapped his legs around my head and I was beginning to second-guess my judgement about binding his legs to the post with cuffs as well.

"This is coming out," I told him. "So, I can go in." I tugged at the plug, wiggling it around in him. His hips wiggled around with it. "Does it feel good in there?" I was slow, watching his hole open wider, trying to cling to the toy. I eventually freed it and his hole stayed open for a moment longer, like an invite.

I licked it and played with two fingers, applying the pressure of a third finger was easy now that he'd had the plug inside for a little while. I curled a finger, hooking it to touch at his prostate. It was easily found, he let out a moan and his cock twitched. I shook my head, now wasn't the time.

"Are you ready?" I asked, getting on my knees, pushing his legs up. My cock instinctively seeking his hole out.

He nodded. "Are you ready?"

I pushed his cock back inside the jock. His brow furrowed, staring at me after the action. "Not going to be touching it, I don't want you to cum too soon."

He chewed on his smile once more, my own teeth becoming jealous of not biting his lip for him. "I don't think it'll stop me," he giggled. "I can't really control it."

"Learn," I said, pressing the tip of my cock against his hole. There was no resistance, he welcomed me in, all warm. I didn't care to be slow with him anymore, going balls deep and pressing on his inner thighs until my face met his. "Don't cum." I kissed him on the lips and then a little bite.

There was a sweetness to the way Spence reacted to me. I knew he was plain vanilla that wanted to be spice, and I was the added spice going inside his vanilla. He delicate moans, a contrast to the wild moans this morning in the shower.

"Tell me what you want," I said, caressing his neck with my kisses. "Come on. Anything."

"Anything you want," he said.

I was already doing that. I just needed to know his inner most thoughts. "Beg."

"Please, please," he said, whimpering. "Fuck me harder, ruin me."

Thrusting harder against his bony ass. I didn't know if I could purposefully ruin it, because I didn't know if I was even finished with it yet. In fact, I was certain I wasn't finished with it yet, and I liked the way it currently felt, throbbing tighter around my cock.

"Don't you dare cum," I told him.

"What—what—" he struggled through moans. "What if I do?" And I knew immediately that it was too late. The entirety of his jock was soaked in semen. And his hole had my cock in a vice-like grip.

I fucked him harder, hearing the intensity in his moans. Wrapping my body around his, my arms hooked under his and his legs around my back now, giving me more space to fuck him, but my insertable length was all taken up.

Stopping abruptly, I pulled back and without warning, my cock filled Spence up with cum. On my knees, staring down at sweat glossed his body. I laid back on him, my cock still unloading inside him.

I didn't want to leave the soft, squeezing walls of his ass. In fact, I tried my best not to, but there was only so long my cock could stay hard, even with his hole's welcoming embrace.