Lockdown Master Part 13
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To Adam's surprise, Dan patted the sofa next to him, indicating that his well-punished neighbour should hop up and join him. As Adam sat down, he winced. Dan had not held back with the crop. "How did you come to have a crop anyway?" he asked fidgeting on his seat. "I'm not as uncouth as you think, posh boy. My uncle bred horses, but he sold off the stud years ago and I got out of the habit of riding. I remembered I had the kit, though, at the back of the wardrobe," explained Dan.
Adam's neglected cock twitched again at the thought of Dan's sculpted body contained in riding gear. "Don't suppose you have boots and jodhpurs do you?" asked Adam hopefully. "Yep," grinned Dan, stroking his hand along the bar of the crop he had just used so expertly on Adam's rump.
"Please will you wear them one day for me Sir?" asked Adam in a pleading tone.
"If you are a very good boy," replied Dan slowly
Dan switched on the TV and lined up a detective series he was half way through. Adam was not consulted on the viewing options, but despite his still sore ass, was delighted to just be with Dan on the sofa like a regular couple.
Adam ended up staying the night again and woke up to Dan spooning him, hard on lined up with his still tender arse crack. He was torn -- did he keep still and relish the feeling of the man of his dreams cuddling him for a little while longer or give into the temptation of diving down to his neighbours inviting morning wood? After 5 minutes, romance lost out to lust and Adam carefully positioned himself lower down the bed and began to gently kiss and lick Dan's veined shaft. It wasn't long before his ministrations woke Dan and Adam felt a firm hand on his head, guiding him to the ex-soldiers leaking knob. Without warning, Dan started to piston in and out of Adam's mouth, causing him to gag, but he did not pull away until he felt a hot fountain of spunk fill his mouth and go up his nose. He was finally allowed to pull off, spluttering and coughing. "It's your own fault, buddy," laughed Dan, "you started it."
With that, he leapt out of bed and headed to the ensuite. Adam listened to the strong flow of piss hitting the toilet bowl and wondered what the mixture of sperm and urine would taste like if he were to lick the remnants off Dan's knob. The thought made his already aching dick even harder and he clenched his fists into the bedsheet to prevent himself touching his boner without permission.
A naked Dan strode back into the bedroom and clicked his fingers, motioning to the floor in front of him. Adam jumped out of bed, his rock hard cock swinging in front of him and knelt before Dan.
Dan looked down with a serious expression.
"You were disobedient and rude last night, weren't you, boy?" Adam looked up with regret. "Yes, Sir. Very rude Sir."
"And that meant I had to whip you and not let you cum, didn't it, boy?"
"Yes Sir," replied Adam, fidgeting as Dan's reference to last night's whipping with the riding crop reminded him that his bruised buttocks were resting on his heels as he knelt.
"However, you've been a good boy this morning, so you are allowed to wank." As he said this, Dan adjusted his stance so that his 2 bare feet were pressed against each other. "Here's your target. DO NOT mess up my carpet."
Adam understood immediately, grabbed his shaft and started tugging furiously on it. Seconds later 2 arcs of spunk landed on the bridges of Dan's feet. Adam, still panting from the intensity of his orgasm, bent down and licked every drop off Dan's salty flesh.
"Thank you Sir," he said quietly, not sure which he was more grateful for -- the bliss of being allowed to cum, or the taste of his own spunk mingling with Dan's on his tongue. "I love you Sir," he whispered without looking up, not being able to help himself, but thinking he had spoken too softly for Dan to hear.
Dan reached down to help a slightly woozy Adam to his feet. "Come and help me in the shower?" he asked -- an invitation, not an order. "That would be a great pleasure Sir," replied Adam with mock formality, grinning from ear to ear.
In the shower, Adam lovingly soaped Dan's muscular back, then crouched down to clean his smooth, white buttocks, gently parting them to run a soapy hand down his crack. Dan's moans were audible at this point, even above the rush of the water. Adam carried on down the backs of Dan's blond-haired legs and with a gentle pressure on his calf, gestured his military Master to turn round.
Once Dan was facing him, Adam set to work on soaping the feet he had so recently licked clean of his own spunk, then worked his way slowly up to the cock and balls he was so obsessed with. He cleaned Dan's equipment with utmost care, causing the flaccid cock to swell a little. He finished by soaping and massaging Dan's firm pecs. To his surprise, Dan took the bottle of body wash from his hand and started to return the favour. Although his cleaning of Adam's hairy body was a little more brisk than his boy's reverent service, he did soap every part of Adam, bruised buttocks included. By the time Dan rested the bottle back on the shower shelf, Adam was weak at the knees from the prolonged attention from his Master and had to reach out to the tiled wall for support as Dan turned off the water.
They stepped out and Adam dried Dan with a fluffy towel, still warm from the heated rack. Dan stood still, legs spread and feet firmly planted on the tiled floor and allowed Adam to work, a contented look on his face as if it were perfectly normal to have a personal body slave at your disposal. This time the favour was not returned and, as Dan went through to the bedroom to dress, Adam was forced to use the now damp towel on himself. After the intense pleasure of the shower, it was, however, a small price to pay.
He lingered in the bathroom for a while, savouring the moment and trying to keep the thought from his mind that Kelly would be moving in to replace him in a few weeks. By the time he threw on some clothes and wandered through to the kitchen, Dan was rustling up scrambled eggs whilst humming `Moonlight Serenade.' Adam quietly fell in love a little bit more.
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