Friday morning: Joe remembered nick slipping out of his embrace "to go to the bathroom". He fell asleep before nick came back and then, when he finally woke up at around 8 - VERY late for him - nick wasn't there. The house was quiet. This was Joe's first time spending any real time at nick's so he slipped on some shorts, and walked into the kitchen. There was coffee: almost a full pot. And a note. "Sleepyhead. I took Becky off to school. I'll be back soon. Don't run off with some sweet young thing - OH WAIT. I AM your sweet young thing. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo" Joe smiled. He harbored thoughts of making nick breakfast when he got back (he could tell from the dishes in the sink that there had been only one meal, and that nick had done with coffee). "Of couse, sausage doesn't HAVE to be part of breakfast." He began to plan the first part of Friday. It was going to be a good day to take off from work...
"So, are you and Joe boyfriends Unc?" Becky had asked as he drove to school that morning. "Yeah, I think we are. Can you tell." She gave him "the look." I usually get you in some ratty t shirt and shorts. You've got on one of your dress shirts and your sexy "come fuck my ass" jeans. Yeah, I think he's your boyfriend." nick blushed, but he turned to Becky: "I've told you not to curse, Becky." "I DIDN'T. I was complimenting you. And Unc... let's be real. I heard you saying it the other night. Over and over." "DON'T REPEAT THAT BECKY." She was referring to him begging for Joe's dick, something he wanted to do right now. "How come Joe didn't come with you this morning?" "You mean, how come Joe didn't come to take you to school?" "Well, yeah, kinda. I like him. He can stay around." "I like him too Becky." "I know. You know you never smile, Unc? You're smiling a lot now. You get on the phone with him, you smile. He walks in the door, you smile. He tells you "Bedroom," you smile. They were at a red light. "You heard him tell me bedroom?" "YESSSSSSSSSSSS" she answered. And I heard your answer. "yes sir." Now Joe was really blushing. Thank heavens they were at the school. "We'll talk about this some more beckster. Joe is gonna stick around today so he'll be home when you get home. That ok with you?" "We having spaghetti again?" "I'll ask him if we can." "Hmmmmm. No. I think I want pizza. It IS Friday." nick laughed. Becky had him under control and, he was hoping, so did Joe. On his ride back home, nick was thinking about that. Anyone who knew him would say "nick's got it under control," or "nick's in charge at that house." Well, they'd be right. He took care of the home he had made for Becky and himself, and he had his life very organized, and disciplined. But then, things started with Joe. He thought about how, without any real discussion, or any real negotiation, Joe just sort of took control. He never asked nick if he was top, bottom, or versatile, he just did what he did. And Becky was right: when Joe said "bedroom," nick DID answer "yes sir." Thinking about that was getting him hard. Thinking about being in Joe's arms at night was making him hard. Even when he was afraid that Joe was going to cut off his hair: something that had always been non negotiable, and had spoiled a few incipient relationships: if Joe had made the cut, he wouldn't have been happy about it, but.. he'd do it to keep Joe from moving on. "He's in charge," nick said as he pulled the car up to the house. "I want him to STAY in charge."
"Hey Sir," he called into the kitchen as he got home. There WAS a bit of a chill, so he had put his skinny windbreaker on over his shirt. Joe stood up. He hadn't put on a shirt, but he had on his shorts, and he was drinking coffee. "That may be the sexiest thing I've ever seen," nick thought. Joe put down his coffee and smiled. He crooked his finger as if to say "come here," and Joe did. "You out flirting, looking for some silver daddy?" Joe joked before he kissed nick on the lips. "Yes. I got three numbers, Sir. And I'm gonna ignore them all. I don't need a daddy." He ran his hand through Joe's hair. "And my man's got the silver I want. So... " He kissed Joe back. "I bet you've been looking for an escort when I have to work on Saturday." Joe took a deep breath. "There was a time, nicolas. There was a time. But..." Then he grabbed nick's wrists and pushed them behind his back. "They don't like it when I tell them what they're gonna do. Or what I like." "Will I Sir?" nick asked, grinning . Joe smiled. "We're gonna find out. Remember that small bag I came in with?" "Oh, yes sir. You called it your bag of toys, and your tool kit." "We're gonna be seeing what's in it soon. But for now... " Joe dropped his voice. "You look like you're hungry. I saw the dishes. You didn't eat when you made breakfast." nick squirmed in Joe's grip, but he couldn't get loose, and that got him even more aroused. "I didn't Sir. I thought I'd eat when I came back." "You will. KNEEL" "yes sir." Joe released nick so he could get on his knees in front of him. "I didn't say you could move those hands. Keep em behind you. I like you that way. Looking totally helpless." "yes sir," nick answered again. As he got in position, Joe dropped his shorts and his cock came out. "I want it Sir," nick got out in a low, desperate voice. "I want it so bad. Can I have it? PLEASE." "Open your both, nicolas. TAKE IT." nick didn't need to be told twice. He fell on Joe's cock like he WAS starving, and he was: he was starving for cock, starving for a man to take control, starving... to be wanted . He was getting it all. "That feels so good, stud." Joe pushed nick's head forward and grabbed his hair. It felt just slightly painful, but nick was good with that. It was getting him even hotter as he slurped, and tried to get further and further on Joe's dick. His gag reflex kicked in, but he worked through it. Joe saw how big nick's eyes were. He stared down. "I bet you want even more of that don't you?" "mmmm. mmmmmm!!!!" nick tried to nod his head yes. Joe pulled his cock out of nick's mouth. "GET UP. Get against the kitchen sink. SPREAD YOUR LEGS." "OH SHIT. He's gonna fuck me in the kitchen. That is FUCKING HOT" nick thought. "Damn I'd cuff you if you didn't need the support. Hold on." Joe reached around and loosened nick's jeans. They fell down around him and Joe pulled nick's bikini briefs down. "You got me good and wet nick-o. Just what we want to slide... IN." Joe didn't slide. He rammed. "OH GEEZ THAT FEELS SO GOOD." nick felt his lover's cock take him, while Joe's mouth went to his ear and began licking and chewing. "You like that? Well,you're gonna feel more. " Joe began to pound and to slide back and forth. nick's hips and pelvis were bumping up against the sink. "We're gonna finish on the bed, Greek boy. I wanna see your face when I REALLY fuck you. nick WAS thinking that, compared to the sex they had had previously, this was sort of on a different level. Joe pulled out of him and ordered: "GET ON THE BED. FACE UP." "YES SIR! RIGHT AWAY." As nick started to get on the bed, Joe grabbed his wrists. "It'll be a little uncomfortable, but welcome to being my sub boy, nick. " He tied nick's wrists behind his back, lay him on the bed, and pulled up his legs. Then he went back to what he had started in the kitchen. Joe's erection had gone down, so he wasn't close to finishing. nick's cock, however, was as stiff as it had been since he began sucking Joe. "I'm so close Sir. So close. " "Well then do it, boy. Jerk yourself. I'll be... fucking INSPIRED." And he was. as nick played with his cock and moaned, Joe got harder. And harder. He looked at the beautiful young man underneath him thinking "He won't let me, but I want to protect him. I want to shield him. Right now though, all I wanna do is shoot in him." One, hard push and he was. Joe's cum filled nick's ass, and Joe saw nick smile as he felt the jizz going into him. He smiled. "You like my ass, don't you Sir?" "I don't think there's anything about you I don't like nick-o. But I DO like your ass. I like it so much I'm gonna have it again later. Right now, though, I bet you have stuff to do." "I do Sir. House cleaning. And my workout." "Oh I can help with the house cleaning." nick laughed. "Sorry Sir, but on that one, no. I'm the Top. I gotta have control of the housework. "Tell me you clean in the nude, nick." "I will if you want me to." "Yup. I do." Housecleaning took about an hour, and then there was an hour while nick worked out with his weights, and his exercise mat, while Joe watched, feeling his desire rise again. "Bondage for the afternoon. Period," he thought. And so it was. Come back to read about it.