pete was sitting on the small bench that was outside Doug's seminar room. Doug's two classes met at 8:30-10:30, and then at 2-4. He had missed Doug in the morning. pete had been putting in some extensive hours at the lab: the current set of experiments he was doing were time consuming, and he had been dragging himself home close to 11, and just heading off to bed. Last night had been different, and he smiled as he thought about it. The exhaustion of the last few days was still affecting him though, and he hadn't been up to see Doug off. Still, Doug had left a note, right next to the coffee maker, so pete could find it easily - pete didn't leave the house without two large cups of coffee:
"Hey handsome. Last night was truly awesome. I was glad I could accommodate your fantasy. Remember boi, it's MY turn tonight." When pete read that, he had an erection. He had no idea what Doug's fantasy was, but he had sure gotten into pete's.
It had all developed after dinner. Doug had cooked, so pete cleaned up the kitchen. He had rolled up his oxford's sleeves, and he had blushed when he saw Doug smiling at him, and licking his lips, as he sat on a corner of the sofa, reading and grading his student papers. pete watched the red pen flick back and forth: Doug's reputation was as a grader who didn't coddle students. The average grade in his class was a B/B+, slightly under the university average, but his students adored him. So did pete. And when he finished, he came over , flounced down on the sofa next to Doug, and kissed him.
"Hey. You have any room for my head on that lap of yours Sir?" Doug smiled and gave a little laugh. "Be my guest." He moved his arm so that pete could snuggle in. He looped his left arm around pete, and positioned it around his neck, without exerting any pressure. He didn't know that restraint via his neck, was one of pete's turn ons. Doug couldn't actually grade the papers in this position, but he was fine with that. He had his boi with him, and pete's body was warm, and , bluntly, he smelled good. Doug ran his fingers through pete's hair, making little curls, and occasionally sliding his hand down pete's long torso, finding a spot to poke inside his shirt and torment his navel. Pete was wearing a pair of slacks that were loose enough that his erection wasn't going to show, but the moans he was making were enough evidence that he was having one.
Doug rubbed his hand over pete's adam's apple, and the moan from pete was very loud. Doug stopped. "You really like that, don't you?" "OH YES SIR! I'm not into asphyxiation, but the thought of being in a collar, led around like a slave... OH...." His big brown eyes looked at Doug. "You don't happen to have one, do you?" Doug smiled. "Don't move." He got up and went off to the bedroom . Pete heard him rooting around in the closet, and then a dresser. He came back with a medium sized, leather collar, with rings in it, and a leash. "SIT UP BOI" The smile across pete's face was huge. His cock, when Doug locked the collar around him, was growing too . Doug put the leash through one of the holes. Then he pulled pete to vertical. "Hands. Behind your back." pete gulped. This was NOT part of his fantasy, but it sounded good to him. Doug picked up the slack in the leash, and pulled pete away from the sofa, more toward the middle of the room. He kept the leash tight, and the collar was stiff enough so that pete's head was held up. Doug gave him a look. "When I loosen this leash, you get on your knees, bitchboi." "YES SIR!" This was EXACTLY what pete wanted. Doug loosened the leash, little by little, and pete went down slowly, until his mouth was at pete's zipper. "DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU EVERYTHING BOI? YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR DOM YET?" "Sorrry Sir!" pete hurried out. "I'll get to it. Right now..." He moved in to take the toggle on Doug's zipper in his teeth. Doug grinned, and pulled away a little, keeping the leash taut. "Well, what's stopping you petey boi? " "I'm... I'm trying Sir. I just can't seem to get it. " "TRY HARDER." Doug pushed his crotch all the way up to pete's face. pete pushed against the rope holding his wrists together. If he could get them free... but he couldn't. He tried to open Doug's pants with his mouth again. This time, he succeeded. "GOOD BOI. Now look at what's in front of you. Nice, red, hard. Just like an all day sucker. You an all day sucker boi?" "I could be Sir. I could be... Please... Please Sir Doug... Can I put my mouth on your Master cock?" "OPEN YOUR MOUTH. I'll shove it in." He pulled the leash, and a jolt went through pete's loins. "OH YES. YES SIR" He had Doug's cock in him and he began sucking. He knew he was doing well, because Doug began to moan, and whisper "OH FUCKING GOD" under his breath. He had the leash tight in one hand, and his other hand was playing with pete's hair. "OH DO IT BOI . DO IT MY SWEET PEA. SWEET PETE. SUCK THAT COCK. GET ME HARD. GET ME HARD." pete wasn't sure if he should bring Doug off, or just.... then he didn't have any choice. He felt Doug ram his throat HARD, and the cum started going down his throat. FUCK YES. This was GREAT. pete was hard as a rock, but he didn't want to come. He wanted to stay hard. He loved the feeling. He just loved serving Doug. As Doug shot the last bit down pete's throat, he pulled the leash up so he could look pete in the eye. "You ok, babe? You good? We good?' pete sighed. He wasn't used to being asked. "OH YES SIR. Can I wear this every night?" Doug looked at him and smiled. "I have something else you may want to wear. Let's go." He took the leash, and led pete, still bound, into the bedroom. He sat him on the bed as he dug around in their closet. "Years ago, don't ask why, I bought this at a junk shop. Thought it might come in handy." He pulled out a set of ankle restraints, linked to a neck restraint by a metal bar. "I had intended to use it on an old boyfriend, but we broke up before we could. " He looked at pete. "Weekend project if you're interested." pete smiled and looked down at his crotch. "YES SIR! LOOK! I'm interested." Doug came in and kissed him. "Now listen up. Tonight, I did one of your fantasies for you. Tomorrow, you're gonna do one of mine." "OF COURSE SIR. WHAT IS IT?" Doug smiled. "You'll find out. Now, let's get you untied because... my beautiful pete needs to get his own rocks off." One of the ways that Doug would bring pete to climax, was by simply laying on top of him, holding him down, and kissing his whole body. That's what he did now. He started on pete's lips, and as pete closed his eyes, Doug moved to his neck, making pete gasp, before he began sucking on one of pete's earlobes. "You'd be so hot with an earring pete. Just saying..." He inched his knee into pete's crotch as pete thought about that. He had never considered an earring. One in the shape of a "D" for Doug? He began to think about it, as Doug's knee worked on his cock. His shirt was opened - Doug must have done it, but he didn't know when - and now his nipples were being tormented. What brought pete over the edge though... was when Doug looped his finger through the front hook of the collar, where the leash had been, and pulled him up to him for a kiss.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," came out of pete, as he grabbed for Doug, to hold him. He felt SO good, he didn't want to let Doug go. And Doug didn't let him go. He said nothing . He just held onto pete until he heard the soft, rhythmic breathing that told him: pete had fallen asleep.
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pete slept much better than he ever had when he was in Doug's arms. There was no question: Doug was in charge. Yet... this relationship was different. Doug seemed way more concerned about what pete wanted than Jake had been. Jake had been AMAZING in bed - better than Doug, but pete would never say that - but with all the other stuff, Doug seemed to be such a "good egg" to use an expression pete's mom used. The note - the coffee already made and ready when pete woke up. He could get used to it. Should he? pete was in the end stages of his research, then he'd write his dissertation. When that was finished, well.. it was almost unheard of for an institution to hire one of its own new PhD's right off the bat. Where would he go? There WAS science in NYC, but it wasn't a "hot spot." And Doug, as a lecturer, didn't have tenure. He could lose his job tomorrow, if the funding didn't come through? pete sighed as he sat outside of the classroom. They'd have to discuss it. Now, though, he was listening to Doug lecture. That tone, the voice that said "Let's be clear. I'm in charge," was cutting through the room. "God I love hearing him speak," pete was thinking. "And I'm gonna have it all for myself, in not too long...." He grinned as he looked at his watch: 3:55. He heard Doug talking to his students. "OK, so everyone, here's the next assignment. Three pages. Double spaced. Write about a television commercial. Pretend I'm new to the country and I've never seen one, and I don't have access to media. Write about it. MONDAY! The bell rang, and he saw most of the students head out . A few stayed behind, with questions, or comments, and then... "Hey Handsome" pete stood up, because Doug was walking out the other way. Doug smiled. "WOW. What a great surprise." He dropped his voice. "Are you ok with me kissing you here?" "I was hoping you would." During the kiss, Doug dropped his hand to pete's ass, and kneaded it. He whispered "Everything here... is mine." "Yes sir." Doug smiled broadly. "Seriously pete, I'm so glad to see you. Off to home?" "Off to home, Sir." He grabbed Doug's free hand. Doug was carrying a bag in the other. "Whatcha got, stud?" Doug smiled. "You'll find out... I did some shopping today. MY fantasy when we get home." "C'mon, you gonna give me a hint?" "I'm gonna give you a hickey if you don't calm down." "OOOOH. Promise?" Doug stopped. "Hey. Kiss me boi. Kiss me right here. On the campus walk, right now, just about where I saw you for the first time. Kiss me." pete got a little emotional. It was true. They were just about where he had leaned over the wall and saw Doug's group for the first time. Life was so strange.. Wrapped up in Doug's arms, kissing, he felt bliss. When they started walking again, pete asked. "So, those kids the other night you bought dinner for. Why?" "Oh, one of them doesn't remember me. He was in my freshman comp class. The Arabian guy... what was his name. AHMAD. Yes, Ahmad! He asked if he could do interpretive dance for one of the assignments and he convinced me that he should do it. I gave him an A." "I seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" pete teased, and Doug laughed. "NAH. Not my type and now... you saw the blond hunk he's with. I'm not gonna do anything to break THAT pair up. They're too pretty."
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Back at the apartment, Doug tossed the bag to pete. "Ok, so open it. " pete looked inside and pulled out a red wrestling singlet. "A... wrestling suit?" "Yup. I got a thing for wrestlers, I got a thing for you, and now, I'm gonna combine them." pete laughed. "I don't know how to wrestle!" "Even better. It'll be even easier to take you down." pete HAD seen wrestling and he HAD imagined himself underneath some of those guys. He may have even ejaculated once. And now... with Doug..." He changed. He shook his head, giggling when he looked at the suit. The size was one too small for him. Doug didn't make a mistake. The singlet fit him like a lycra suit. He went out to show Doug, and got grabbed from behind, and dragged back into the bedroom. "DAMN you look hot, petey." Doug had begun tickling pete's ribs, and the surprise attack, plus the tickling, had pete helpless. He was pinned in seconds. He began laughing. "Ok, ok. Ya got me. " "NOT the way I want ya, stud. I'm gonna flip you over." "The hell you are," pete play fought, but Doug had him flipped. "HMMMM. Look at that ass. Just poking up in the air like that. But let's have some fun first..." He grabbed pete's wrists and pulled them together. pete felt a leather strip going around them. Then he felt Doug grabbing his ankles, crossing them, and tying them too. "Now... for the REAL fun..." Doug bent his ankles back, and finished off a hogtie. "DAMN. NOW what are you gonna do." "Well.... let's get these sneakers off you boi." "OH SHIT! You gonna tickle my feet. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" "DAMN RIGHT I AM. For as LONG, as I want. " "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA. NO. STOP. PLEASE STOP.. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. If you leave me tied up, you can't get at my ass. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." Then Doug stopped. "You know, you make a VERY good point petey. And I want that ass." He began undoing the hogtie. "But first, let's get that ass as red as this suit." He brought his hand down. Now, pete had a bad experience of spanking with his father, but now, he loved it. As each whack came down on his ass, he felt himself getting more and more aroused. From the side, he saw Doug's face. He was sweating, and he saw the "look of lust" as he called it. He squeaked out. "Fuck me Sir Doug. Please. Fuck me. Fuck your wrestler boi." "DAMN RIGHT I'M FUCKING MY WRESTLER BOI." Keeping pete tied, and getting the singlet off, were going to be a challenge, because Doug wanted to take him from behind. Methodically, he untied pete's wrists while he kept his ankles tied. He slipped the singlet down as far as he needed. pete's sweet ass was right in front of him. Then he retied his wrists, and untied his ankles so he could spread pete nice and wide. pete's ass glowed pink from the spanking. "OH YES. YES SIR. YES SIR DOUG. " pete heard Doug's zipper go down, and he could smell a whiff of the gym on Doug. Then he felt his lover's cock beginning to pierce him. "YESYESYESYESYES. GOD YOU FEEL SO GOOD KEEP GOING AGGGGGGGGGGGGGH" Just like with everything else, Doug was a methodical lover. After he had his cock in pete, he took the collar pete had worn yesterday, and wrapped it around his neck. He pulled his head back ever so slightly, and when his body arched, Doug's cock went in even deeper. "you ok babe?" pete heard Doug whisper into his ear. "FUCK YEAH. MAKE ME BETTER SIR. DEEPER. FUCK ME DEEPER. MAKE ME CRY." "Doin' the best I can with my little wanger, petey boi..." Doug pushed harder. "Maybe my next purchase has got to be a dildo. A BIG one.." "JUST DO YOUR JOB SIR. FUCK ME HARD..." Doug was pumping really strongly, and he reached underneath pete, and got his cock in his hands. "You know, you've been too tired to jerk lately. THAT's gonna change tonight if it takes till 3 in the morning." pete laughed. "It won't Sir. I promise." Doug began to gently twist pete's cockhead, like he were opening a champagne cork, and pete began to moan big time. "CUM IN ME TOPMAN CUM IN ME. MAKE ME YOUR DUMP... " It would happen a few times in their relationship, and this was the first. Simultaneous orgasm. pete spilling all over his singlet, Doug spilling into pete. Doug left pete tied up as he lay down, face to face with him. "You are just the most amazing man, pete." He stroked his cheeks, kissed him. "I said we wouldn't talk about your ex, but I will now. He's the one who let you get away, so I could get you. I need to thank him." "I have to do that too, Doug. I wouldn't have DARED talk to you if I were with him when I saw you. " "Let me get you untied. You gonna make dinner tonight? It's your turn." "It's grubhub stud. Chinese? Indian? Italian? I do em all." "The only one you're gonna be doing is me. But food? Hmmm. You know, whenever I see you, pete, I think of lamb. " "So you're the wolf." Doug smiled, and howled. They found some lamb dishes at the nearby Indian restaurant. As they ate, pete brought it up. "Sweetie, we gotta talk about the future. Not immediate, but a little beyond that." "Tomorrow, love. Tonight, I want you in bed, near me. I wanna feel your head on my chest as I fall asleep." And so it was, with pete actually falling asleep first, as Doug gently rubbed his temples, smiling at the boyish face pete had when he was sleeping.