It was a Sunday afternoon at the house, one which found davey dressed in preppy clothes, bound and gagged in a chair, with a cock cage locked on his cock.
The chats that Richard and davey had had about the IVF fertilization, had impacted Richard in ways davey didn't expect, and neither did Richard. Keeping davey from shooting began to cause the wheels in Richard's dom brain to turn. He had been thinking for a while that, while his sex life with davey was wonderful, he was missing the strong sense of domination and control that was there at the beginning. Keeping davey locked for a couple of days at a time, was a way to take care of that. He filed it away for a further day.
Then, one night, at dinner, conversation turned to favorite tv shows, and , in Mike's words "Dads, did you ever want to be someone who you saw on tv?" Now, Richard had watched very little tv when he was growing up, but he had been a big fan of movies about Rome and Greece, and ancient battles. So he talked about how he had always wanted to live back then, and be a Roman noble. He didn't bring up, at the table, that his ultimate fantasy was to be a slave owner - a rich man who owned young men captured in battle. They always had curly Mediterranean type curly hair, and dark eyes As he thought about that, he looked at davey with a whole lot of lust in his heart.
"You know, I always loved the detective shows," davey told them. The ones where the clever guy figures out a case, overcomes the odds, and brings in the villain. " He touched Richard's arm. "Although I doubt I'd ever be able to bring down this one." Richard's mind, already turned to the idea of "how can I put this man back under firm control?", got a jolt.
So, later in the week, after they had made love, Richard climbed back on top of davey, and secured his wrists to the bedposts. "Hey. What're you doing Sir? I thought we were done?" Richard smiled. "Not quite yet, davey boi." Richard went off to the bathroom and brought back a fresh, wet cloth, and wiped the jizz off of davey's crotch. Then, he pulled out the cock cage. "I've been WANTING to put this on you for a while. And now..."
"NO. Davey began to cry out. "WE DIDN'T TALK ABOUT THIS. WHAT IF I DON'T WANT IT?" Richard laughed as he grabbed davey's balls. "Think I care? Some people think a sub bottom shouldn't get to cum, period. I'm not sure I agree, but I DO think he should only cum when his Dom says he can.." Davey continued to squirm. "Please. Sir. I'll tell you about the hotspot you don't know about." Richard laughed. "Oh, there's one I don't know about? Hmmmm. I bet after a week of this, you'll tell me. "YOU BASTARD. I'm gonna kill you." Davey began to stop squirming. He knew he had lost. And, to tell the truth, being caged by Richard was beginning to get him excited. He, too, was missing the domination. He felt the cold metal lock around his cock, and he saw the key in Richard's hand. "I'll put it where you'll never find it: the boys' room. Now, my only decision: should I untie you, because DAMN you look sexy. " "You just fucked me. You want to fuck me AGAIN? " Richard laughed "For some reason, I'm finding myself craving a bit of lamb neck." He pushed davey's head to the side, and began slowly nibbling and licking. Davey breathed hard, and then moaned. "OH GOD. When you do that to me SIR, I love you so much. Kiss me please." Richard got his tongue down davey's throat. They were both spent, but the passion was there. They both recognized, without speaking, that reigniting that sense of domination and submission was gonna be hot.
Harris had caged davey on Thursday On Friday, davey was pretending he didn't notice, but that didn't fool Harris. When he took davey to bed that night, instead of fucking him, he toyed with him, pinning him down, nibbling his ear, whispering about how davey was "my hot sweet bottom boi," before he'd slide down to davey's neck, and then his nipples. All of that might have been ok , except then Harris - who had clearly used these before - lifted davey's legs and began rimming him and eating his ass long, and hard. Davey wasn't tied down, but the sensations were so strong, that he couldn't manage to get himself up. Harris finished by jerking off all across davey's chest teasing him with "I bet you wanna cum boi. I bet my davey bitch wants to shoot his load." When he was finished, and got into bed with davey, davey tried to pull away to the corner of the bed, upset that he was being treated this way. Harris just laughed, and pulled his husband into him. He whispered "you think you're getting away from me that easily? Not happening davey boy" He moved his hands to davey's nipples, and began slowly playing with them. Davey tried to push Harris' hands away, but while davey was faster, Harris was stronger. It wasn't happening, and every time Harris ran a finger over one of his nips, davey felt his resistance ebbing more. "Please sir. PLEASE. I"m desperate to cum." Harris just laughed. "NO. Now if you lay quietly in my arms, I'll let you get some sleep. Otherwise.. I can go on for a while." He chuckled. Again, davey tried to escape by flattening on the bed, but that didn't do him any good either.
"Dad, you look like a wreck" Mike was blunt at the breakfast table Saturday morning. "Oh, yeah, I didn't sleep real well. Kinda had my mind on a bunch of things." "Most of them about me," crowed Harris as he came into the living room. "Good morning everybody," he came over and kissed davey on the top of the head. "No lip kiss? That's ok, you cranky , but handsome stud." He sat down next to davey to have some coffee. "You know, I was thinking about 'opening' a few boxes today to find things. I wonder if you'd be up for that davey?" He grinned. "What do I have to do, Sir?" Richard smiled bigger. "I'm not quite sure, but I'll figure it out." He turned to Mike and Paul. "So, are you guys still going off to that outdoor event "Fall frolic" is that what they call it." "Yeah, " Mike responded. "Paul thinks we should spend some time in the great outdoors, getting close to nature, and all that." "OH, that's a terrific idea Mike. " Harris smiled. "You know, being outdoors, especially as fall is coming in, always seemed to put me in the mood.' He elbowed Mike. "Oh, great. All I need is Paul in the mood."
"Well, just make sure you take your cell phones and call if you need to be rescued. If I remember Fall Frolic, it seemed to be an excuse for all the ugly women in the school to get a chance to, ahem, present their wares." "EEEEEWWWW" said Paul. "It's true," davey added. "I used to come away asking why only people who shouldn't get naked, got naked at these things." Paul's eyes got big "YOU WENT?" Davey blushed "Well, yes I did." "Did you get nekkid?" Mike smiled. More blushing. "Uh, no comment." "Are there pictures," Harris got on the bandwagon. "I don't feel like breakfast anymore. " He got up and Harris smiled. "Oh, davey: " he handed him a key. "You can start opening things, but don't do anything until I get in there. " Davey smiled "you're the best." Harris turned to the boys. "Be careful, and again: if I find out you didn't use protection..."
When Harris got to the bedroom, there was davey, unlocked , naked , and hard. "So... how was your short stint with cock control, handsome?" "Awful Sir. Just awful. I was SO angry at you." Harris wrapped his arms around davey. "Well, then you're gonna get angry at me some more, because we're gonna be using it again. But for now...." He slid his hand down and curled it around davey's cock. "You want just a good old hand job, handsome." "OH Sir. I want anything you give me that will make me cum. " "Uh huh.... " He held davey's cock in his hand. Let's review. Who owns this cock?" "You do Sir." "Who's your Master and Top man?" "You sir." Then he whispered in davey's ear. "You love me?" "OH YES SIR. " "How much" "I can't give a number Sir. But I changed my mind. If you decide handjob Sir, that's ok, but.... I want you to fuck me. PLEASE . Throw me on the bed and take me. Let me jerk myself when you do."
Harris spun davey around so they were face to face. He lifted him, and davey wrapped his legs around Harris' middle. Then he lowered davey on the bed. "OH, GOD Sir. I love your cock. I love how it looks. I love how it tastes. But mostly, I love how it feels." Harris wrapped it up and then began sliding into the extremely receptive davey. "OH YES SIR. YES. Take your bottom sub. Please. Please. Make me feel you. MORE. MORE . OH GOD SIR. HARDER. DRIVE ME PLOW ME. " AAAAAAAH. Davey was very ready since the night before, and he shot, big. It was unusual for him to finish before Harris, but these were special times. Harris shot about five minutes later, after he had reamed davey big time. " In the afterglow, Harris smiled. "Know what, studmuffin? I think our sex is gonna keep getting better." "I do too Sr. I'm glad the Master is back." Harris smiled. "You know, life is gonna get different after you have your baby. So we're gonna have to get 18 plus years of this done ahead of time." "Lead on Sir. I can hold my legs in the air." Harris laughed. "You know, I remember what you said about TV the other night. I bet your favorite episodes were when the detective was captured, and tortured.
" Davey blushed. "They were Sir. I guess I should have been liking Jim West. He was ok, but I never felt like I was him. I felt like those sexy guys, all dressed up, looking professional, and getting tricked. I just wish they had done some porn like that." Harris smiled. "How about we make our own porn along those lines tomorrow, while the boys are out." Davey's big black eyes got bigger. "Oh, Sir. That would be wonderful. How about a walk in the woods, and then some fun at home?
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After some breakfast on Sunday, Richard and davey did take their walk through the woods. Hand in hand, stopping every now and then to look at a tree of interest , or some ducks. "Can we go and see Gloria again Sir?" davey asked. "Not for a while. Now that her nesting is over, she's somewhere, but we won't see her until the season begins again. "NESTING? You mean there are baby eagles out here? Can we look?" Richard laughed. "We can look, but we won't find them. And if we did, you'd be disappointed. " He sighed. "There are few things uglier than an adolescent eagle. " He turned to davey. "So, Detective Cannon, how about we get back home and you dress up like your imaginary detective self, and we'll play?" Davey smiled. "You mean it Sir?" "I do.. And for tonight, I thought we'd go and visit some friends I have, in the D/s community. You'll meet some more of us." "OH, that would be a great thing, Sir. It's nice to know I'm not the only sub in town." Harris laughed. "Oh, as you'll find out, you're far from the only one. Maybe the handsomest one, but NOT the only one."
Back at the house, davey pulled out a pair of black slacks, a white oxford shirt, and his camel hair jacket. "My favorite detective was always in an outfit that looked like this. And his adversary. " He came up to Richard "was this well heeled guy who seemed to get off on torturing him when he captured him." Harris smiled. "I like the guy already."
They had discussed the set up on the way back. Davey was going to break into a house where he suspected, rightfully, that Harris was hiding. As he searched around, he would hear the "click" of a gun, and hear Harris' voice "nice try Cannon. Nice try. Hands up please." And that is indeed where they were. Harris had just disarmed davey, and put him in the chair, and tied him. Just before he put a tape gag on his mouth, detective cannon squealed out "you'll never get away with this. MMMMPH." Harris laughed. "Oh, I'm not planning to get away with ANYTHING Cannon. All I want is information from you. The name of EVERY undercover detective in your squad. " Davey squirmed, shaking his head violently NO. "NO? Not a good answer davey." Harris leaned in and pushed his knee into davey's crotch. "MMMMMPH" davey tried to scream, in sudden pain. Harris laughed, and slid his knee from side to side. "Hurts? Of course it does. And I'm just beginning." He pulled a pair of nipple clamps out of his pocket. "Know what these are, Cannon? They go right here..." He ran his fingers on davey's nips. "Once I lock them on, you're gonna hurt big time. When I pull them, you're gonna hurt even more. One last chance." Davey shook his head violently "NO." "Excellent. Let's see... " He began opening davey's shirt. "You know, you're a very handsome guy Cannon. You'd make a guy like me a perfect slave." He attached the clamps, and davey nearly jumped out of his chair. "OH my. Look at that. Someone is not used to nipple torture. EXCELLENT AGAIN" He picked up the link of chain. "Ready to talk? " Davey hesitated, but shook his head no, somewhat less resolutely. "Sure about that?" Harris pulled on the clamps. "MMMMMPH MMMMPH." "Oh, how could I forget the second part?" He pushed his knee into davey's crotch and pulled the chain. "Ready to talk?" Davey hesitated longer, and again shook his head. This time it was "Yes." "Ah, I knew we'd see things my way. So, let me get the gag off, but you'll understand Cannon. I'm going to keep these on until I hear what I wanna hear." He pulled off the tape, and davey gasped out. "FUCK ME SIR. PLEASE. I'M SO HOT FOR YOU RIGHT NOW. BEND ME OVER AND FUCK ME." Harris laughed. He took the clamps off and untied davey. "Drop your pants, and take off the coat. Then get on all fours on the bed. Seems it may time for a rectal examination first." Davey got into position. on the bed. All fours. "Take me Sir. Please take me." He heard the SNAP of a glove, as Harris began inserting fingers - never more than two - and pushing his ass cheeks apart. "OH YEAH SIR. YEAH. PLEASE. "I got something for us this week davey. Maybe spice things up." Davey felt a vibrating dildo at his ass. "OH SHIT. OH MY GOD. IT'S LIKE HAVING YOU IN ME." Harris smiled. "It's prep for having me in you. Because that happens NOW Detective Cannon." He slid his greased cock into davey, taking him almost in slow motion. "OH GOD SIR. THAT FEELS SO GOOD. YOU NEVER DID ME SLOW LIKE THAT." "Heh heh. Got a LOT of surprises in store for you davey. " As his cock entered far enough so that he could get to davey's ear, he whispered "man cunt." "YES SIR. THAT'S ME. YOUR MAN CUNT. YOUR MAN BITCH. TAKE ME. FUCK ME LIKE THE CUNT I AM. FUCK ME THE WAY I NEED IT. PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE." Harris pushed once more, and drove in deep. His jizz was so violent, it came back out of davey. Even though davey had cum recently, he shot, too. More, all over the place. He fell on the bed, and Harris fell on top of him. He was laughing. "I think we're gonna have to change the sheets. Maybe wash them so Carla isn't too upset." "Can we blame the kids Sir?" Now they were both laughing. Harris got davey in a lip lock and kissed him hard. "You know who you are davey?" "No Sir. Tell me. " "My husband. My wonderful, wonderful husband. I love you so much." "Back at ya, Sir," davey answered. They hugged each other tight, and fell asleep, missing the party Harris planned for them to go to that night.