Chapter 38. An email from the Sinclairs
Tommy starts doing the dishes. Dylan goes to the bathroom and comes back into the kitchen with a distressed look on his face. He helps Tommy and Tommy notices right away that something isn't right.
He kisses Dylan on the forehead. "What's up, baby boy? You look upset."
He turns Dylan to face him and looks closely. "Oh, gee, sweetheart, what's going on?"
Dylan raises his phone and shows it to Tommy. "Oh. You've got an email from your brother." He holds Dylan in his arms. "so. you don't have to choose to read it."
"But if I ignore it, he might try to find another way to get to me."
Tommy takes his phone from him. "Okay, this is what I'm going to do. I'm going to take the email and forward it to myself . . . . . done . . . and now I'm going to erase it from your phone and from the trash as well. Now when and if you ever want to know what he has to say, you will come to me."
"yes, Daddy. But are you going to read it?"
"I haven't decided yet, and if I do read it, I'm not going to tell you. If you are afraid of what it might say and I'm not surprised, knowing your former family. So let me handle it so I can protect you from his abuse,
Dylan mutters, "I wish you could have been protecting me 10 years ago from him."
Tommy gets frustrated and red in the face and turns to Dylan, protesting. "Dylan, if you had told us what was really going on over there, we would have protected you. Gosh, I would have had you kidnapped for ransom and my father would pay the ransom to get you. . . . well, maybe that's taking it too far . . . " they both crack up. Good. humor is needed at the moment.
Tommy changes the subject. "So how much work do you still need to get done? It's Thursday already."
Dylan answers, "Just a short essay that I can knock off in less than two hours."
"Well, I've got my last exam tomorrow morning, so I need to study. Why don't we both do that work for a couple hours? Then we could go take a ride so somewhere nice."
"Sounds good, Tommy. or should I say `yes Sir'
"Yes, Sir," would please me at the moment.
"Yes, Sir." Tommy winks at him and they both go to hit the books, which lasts for only an hour before Dylan gets up to make coffee and Tommy ends up following him into the kitchen and snuggles up behind him while he's fixing the coffee. "We really have to get our work done," whines Dylan.
"I know. Finish fixing the coffee. We'll call this a "coffee break""
"Smart ass. Okay. All done. Let's go back and finish."
"Sometimes, my beloved fiancé, you are the bossiest submissive I have ever met."
"I'm only looking out for your good, Sir" he says, in wide-honest face. Tommy whaps him on the butt and takes off with dylan chasing him. And, much to your surprise, I'm sure, they do manage to get their work done. (Also Tommy finally reads the email from Dylan's brother and frowns. He forwards it to his father along with an explanation. It doesn't take too long for him to get a reply from his father: "It shall be dealt with.") The boys take off and drive to a lovely park not too far from them sitting on a big lake.
Conversation on the way to the lake.
Tommy is thinking about what happened last night,. "Wasn't it a fortunate coincidence that Tony just happened to stop by?"
Dylan giggles. "That was no accident, Tommy. Sammy called him and practically begged him to come over and to hurry up."
"Why did he do that?"
"Because Tony has a big crush on Elliot, and in the caf yesterday morning he mentioned that he was getting interested in to getting into BDSM. Sammy heard what he said."
"So , , , , oh, my! That little imp! Playing matchmaker right under our noses! Does Peter know this?"
"I believe so."
"Well, I believe the crush goes both ways. It's just too bad that the two of them hadn't connected several days ago."
"True. But after all, Tony got to play protective caretaker for the evening, and by the time they got down here for breakfast, Elliot was calling him "Sir."
"Wow. The novice Dom moved quickly."
"I don't know him that well but everyone who does says he's a real sweet guy and especially gentle with troubled kids. Did you know he's a sociology major? "All the more interesting. Well I hope he can be especially gentle with Elliot for a while."
"Elliot likes to say "Sir." It probably just slipped out of him and Tony realizes it seems to make him happy, that he just went right along letting him use it. I don't think they had any kind of serious scene upstairs."
"You never know, boy, you just never know."
"All I know is that as much as Elliot thinks he needs a Master, but even more so, he needs a Protector, if nothing else but to protect him from himself."
"What a wise thing to say! I'm impressed, dude!"
"Ah gee, it was nuttin'" They both giggle.
Dylan asks Tommy, "Have you ever seen Tony's place?"
Tommy answers, "No. Why?"
"I was just wondering because obviously, that's where Elliot seems to be landing."
"I have heard that it is large and beautiful. His family is wealthy, you know. They go to the same club we do."
"Oh, I didn't know that. Maybe then Elliot can stop cleaning houses to get by."
"At least, I'd guess. Besides, if Tony's as wonderful as everyone says he is, I'd bet he would eventually help Elliot understand that he doesn't have to work so hard. At least I hope so, as long as Elliot doesn't drop us as his clients!
"It's going to be interesting, that's for sure."
"speaking of interesting, you've got that appointment with Dr. Mary's friend on Saturday."
"I know. Good timing, huh? Now I've got this Spike letter to talk about."
"Oh, baby. I'm sorry you have to deal with this."
"Let's face it, the only way I'm ever NOTE going to have to deal with it is if I go into a Witness Protection Program."
"Well then, we just have to figure out how to deal with it."
"Sad but true. But thanks for what you're doing to protect me. I probably should have been saying that 10 times a week for my entire life." He kisses Tommy. He doesn't even care that they're walking through a beautiful park and there are other people around. Besides, they've been walking hand in hand all this time . . . at least until Dylan has to use his hands to talk. ;)
"Sweetheart, did I ever tell you the first thing that went through my mind when I first saw you in the school yard?"
"No, Tommy. If you had I would always have known it. Did you think, "Who's that run-down kid?"
"No, baby. When I first saw you, I said to myself, I want to protect him. "
"Really?"
"Yes. Truth. And the truth is that I still do, my love. Anything and everything for you to keep you safe and loved. That's my great passion in life. Some people go through their entire lives before they ever discover their great passion. I discovered mine when I was 8 years old, when I looked into that corner of the school yard." Now there are tears in dylan's eyes. He hugs Tommy and whispers in his ears, "And you have never ever broken that promise, my adorable lovable best friend Dom Master."
A cute little girl walks up to them and just comes out and says, "Are you guys like married?"
Tommy answers her, "We will be in three weeks."
"I have friend who thinks that's wrong."
Dylan asks her, "Do you agree with her?"
"not at all. I think it's cool. My best friend has two moms."
They both give her a thumbs-up. "Keep on spreading the good vibes, sweetheart."
Dylan starts to shiver a bit. Tommy puts his arm around him. "Chilly, baby?" "A little. Keep me warm." And so they keep walking with Tommy's arm around Dylan. But they start walking towards the parking lot. Tommy starts the drive home. Dylan falls asleep. Nothing unusual about that! Dylan almost always falls asleep on the way home, like a little boy.
Tommy doesn't mind at all. He's happy to bring his sleepy boy home safe. As he drives, he thinks some more about Elliot's situation. He's really upset with his cousin Mike for the way he treated him. For the way he treats subs anyway. He wonders how he could be more of a good influence on him. Maybe what it will take is that, if Tony manages to win Elliot's heart and Mike has to face the fact that Elliot is in a happy Dom/sub relationship. Maybe at the wedding. Hopefully, assuming there is something about this new thing with Tony.
He decides to call Tony when they get home.
Tommy and Tony talk
When they get to the house, Tommy kisses Dylan awake. "Oh, I'm sorry I fell asleep."
"Sweetheart, ever since I first had my driver's license and used to bring you places, you always fell asleep in the way home. And you still do, baby. I like it. I feel like I'm bringing my little boy home safe and sound. My little boy who needs a haircut so much but I wish I didn't have to get him one."
Dylan says, as he's getting out of the car, "don't we know anyone who knows anyone who could really be trusted not to ruin everything you like about my hair?"
"I'll have to ask my mother---our mother----she must know someone, and she'll appreciate why I keep putting it off. I'll talk to her when we're out there tomorrow night."
Dylan makes a sexy noise. "I love how this is you planning it all because you don't want me to lose a look that really turns you on. I just happen to be the poor slave who has the hair on his head. I'm totally being put under control."
"you complaining?"
"Absolutely not! It's one of the things I've always loved about you. You think so much about how to get things so that I please you the most because you know that's what pleases me the most. And I must say that I definitely cannot see myself saying anything about that to the Doctor on my first visit."
Tommy swats him on the butt and pushes him into the house. "Baby, I'm gonna call Tony. Do you want to listen in?"
Dylan thinks. "No, that's okay. You and Tony can talk Dom to Dom, so to speak. You can tell me about it later on. But thanks for asking."
"Okay." Tommy goes into his office and shuts the door. Meanwhile, Dylan decides to make omelets for supper, so he'll wait until Tommy is finished to know what kind he wants before beginning. Dylan will will eat it any way Tommy wants it.
"Hello. This is Tommy Roberts. May I possibly speak to Tony? Oh, hi then, Tony, I haven't learned to recognize your voice yet."
"Tommy. Good to hear from you. what can I do for you?"
"Well, actually, I'm calling first of all to thank you for jumping in to help last night, and secondly, to ask how Elliot is doing."
"Well he's hanging from my whipping post, passed out, but he's not bleeding too badly yet.. . . . that was a joke, dude."
"I was hoping so. laughs So how is he really?"
"He's doing fine. He's right here. Would you like to speak with him?"
"Just for a second. I really want to speak to you. but please put him on a sec."
Elliot gets on the phone"Hi, Tommy. I just wanted to thank you for being so good to me last night and this morning. I don't know what I'd do without you guys."
"And you never have to worry about that, Elliot, because don't forget: you're family now."
"Love you, tommy. Here, I'll give Tony back to you now."
"So it's good to get a chance to talk man-to-man with you," asks Tony "Same here. I asked Dylan if he wanted to listen in but he insisted that it would be good to have a dom-to-dom talk."
"Elliot is doing really fine. We've had a nice and active afternoon and are doing a lot of communicating. I'm insisting on it."
"Good for you, Tony, because he needs some strong guidance if he's ever going to survive in the life."
"Precisely. I'm in the process of putting together what it means to me to be a Master; strong mentoring is an important part of the picture, and boy, does this poor chap need it."
"I like the way you're thinking.."
"I like the way It's feeling, and I guess I'm a little surprised. But we've been experimenting with a few things, and I must say it is really turning me on. More than I ever expected. It's just a whole cluster of needs and desires, of expectations and boundaries, of protection but also of gentle intelligent subjugation."
"Wow. You really have given this a great deal of thought. That is encouraging and I'm sure Dylan would say the same thing. Elliot, you know, must have a Master. His drive and hunger for that is so great that he cannot be left alone for much time or he will latch on the first person who speaks sternly to him and carries a whip. I don't know anything about his life story, but I'm positive it must have been awful. Although he feels he MUST have a Master, I suspect that's his trauma speaking."
"I understand where you're coming from. You are absolutely correct: Elliot things he needs a Master. Now for what it is worth, I'll fulfill that role in a greatly modified way. I'm determined that this relationship will benefit him soar and not crush him to the ground in the corner of some dank dungeon. But not only is he a slave, he is also a masochist, and I need coaching to learn how to deal with that and not leave him hungering after something more dangerous. As a matter of fact, we're planning on spending an evening together with Peter and sammy on Saturday."
"Excellent. sammy appears to be blissfully happy."
"I know. Peter is planning some naughty little "games" we can have the two subs playing that will help them bond and will satisfy their kinkier needs along the way. I'm looking forward to it."
"I'm sure you'll have a wonderful time. Besides that, Peter and sammy will serve as excellent role models for you."
"well don't discount yourself, Tommy. You and Dylan may not outwardly play all the ritualistic Master/slave games that most kinksters love, but you are in essence a particularly superb D/s relationship despite the fact that you're still young and also only recently sexual with each other. From what I know of you two, I think the D/s aspect of your relationship has been a part of your lives together since you were little children. And the key to that is . .
"love." Tommy cuts him off.
"Do you realize, Tommy, that Elliot and I have both had crushes on one another."
"I had heard something like that from Dylan. That certainly helps."
"So the romantic element is also in the mix for us, and we're both feeling really good about that."
"Tony, all good news. I'm so glad to hear what you're saying and the way you're thinking. If either of us can help in anything along the way, don't hesitate to call us. We're beginning to consider Elliot as one of our "kids" lately."
"that's so nice. Let me ask you something, while I have you on the phone. I'm having trouble deciding whether or not I should give Elliot a new slave name. What are your thoughts about that?"
"Well, he uses Elliot for his cleaning business, so he will still retain it that way. But as your slave, I know that Peter is considering the same thing for Sammy. But as far as Elliot is concerned, the three brutal Masters he's been with had given him new names and he ended up getting confused as to who he really is. My hunch is that it would be good for him to exist as Elliot for the near future. I'll ask Dylan what he thinks and text you his thoughts."
"That will be great. Appreciate it. And, of course, Elliot and sammy are going to be slave brothers. I'm getting him the same collar that Peter put on sammy."
"Oh nice. Well, nice talking to you. Talk again soon. Call if you need anything."
"Thank you, Tommy. Good bye for now."
SUPPER
Tommy goes into the kitchen where Dylan is sitting waiting for him. He hugs him from behind and sniffs his hair. "so, sub, what are you making Master for supper?"
"I thought omelets, nothing too heavy."
"sounds good."
"what do you want me to put in it?
"hmmmm, cheese, tomatoes, a few jalapenos maybe. Not feeling like meat tonight."
"Well, I'm feeling like meat. YOUR meat, Sir, but that can wait until after supper."
"Don't worry, boy, you might get it more than once the way I'm feeling after talking to Tony?"
"It was hot?"
"In a funny way. He thinks that you and I have a perfect D/s relationship all worked out since we were kids, only now there's also sex involved in it."
"Interesting. Kind of what we were talking about earlier, about how much you protect me and take charge and how much I love it when I know I am pleasing you in some way."
"In any way I want?"
"of course, Master. I am yours. Heart and soul and body."
"tony told me that he's bringing Elliot over to Peter's tomorrow to have the two sub boys play together and bond. He says Peter has some special
"games" for them to play with each other."
"sounds very intriguing. They're in for it. I wish I could be there to see it."
"Oh, and he wanted our opinion about giving Elliot a new name."
"I don't even have to think about that. No new name. Just "Elliot." I know Peter will probably give Sammy a new name, but that's an entirely different situation and I know that Peter is taking his time about that for now.
"Maybe I should give you a new name."
"You are, sweetheart. "Roberts." No more "Sinclair" No more Sinclair nightmares. Except for that damn email."
"Now don't worry about that, boy. Please. And talk to the doc about it tomorrow and see what he thinks."
"I will, sir, but you're coming with me, right?"
"do you think I would send you off there on your own?"
"Silly me. I'm just nervous about it."
Tommy goes into the bedroom and comes back with a Xanax for Dylan to take. "I don't want you obsessing over that matter tonight. I intend to keep you very busy. Now go cook our supper, baby. And put it all on one plate."
"Yes, Sir." Dylan smiles about what that means. He feels especially clingy tonight after their talk earlier and now after their discussion of Tony and Elliot's situation. While he's preparing their supper, Tommy sends a text to Tony. spoke to Dylan. He agrees: definitely keep him as Elliot."
Tony texts him back. Thanks for the feedback. We'll talk about it tonight, when he's feeling relaxed.
Dylan finishes cooking, puts the food on a plate for Tommy along with a fork. "Tommy can I have some milk with my supper, please?" Tommy takes the boy's sippy cup and fills it with milk. He puts it on the floor next to dylan's pillow. "there you go, boy. try not to spill it or I might have to spank you."
"Need it tonight, Sir."
"You sure?"
"Very much, Master. Please warm me up, make me cry. Need to cry tonight."
"I'll take very special care of you after supper, boy. Don't you worry." Dylan kneels on his cushion and puts his head on Tommy's leg and runs his hands up and down Tommy's calf. Tommy takes a bit of the omelet. "Tastes good tonight, boy. Here" He puts some on his fork and lets Dylan take it off his fork with his mouth. Dylan picks up his cup and has a drink of his milk." They continue doing the same thing until all the food is finished up.
"Listen, Dylan. I want you to go inside and take a Fleets. Clean out good. I'm in a mood to fuck your face and your ass tonight, and THEN make your ass good and sore. I'll take care of cleaning up. You clean yourself out inside, slave."
`yes, Master."
Dylan goes inside to do what tommy told him to do. Tommy cleans up then goes into the bedroom and strips. He gets out a strap and a paddle and after giving it some thought, he also gets the cane. Wrist cuffs for the slave. he waits for Dylan to finish in the bathroom. when Dylan comes out and sees Tommy lying on the bed with all the toys, he rushes into his arms and kisses him. Tommy spills into his boy's mouth the way the boy likes it. he runs his hands around dylan's throat and says, "Hmmm, maybe I should get you the same collar that the other two subs are wearing so you'll all match."
"would be hard to explain to the family."
"Yes, well it will have to something that can come off and you only wear it for special kinky occasions. I'll have to give it some more thought. Enough of that. My cock is hard. What are you going to do about it, boy?"
"Love it, Tommy, love it with all I've got. Dylan goes down and starts licking Tommy's balls then runs his tongue up the crack alongside his scrotum, then to the cock which he nibbles from the bottom and very slowly works his way up. By the time he gets to the crown, it's leaking pre-cum. Dylan licks it up and tastes it, finally swallowing it as he puts his entire mouth around Tommy, getting him to moan and chatter,
"Suck your Master's cock, Dylan. Show me how much you wanted it all these years. Make up for all the years you could have been blowing me but didn't because you were afraid. That's right, baby, right there! Use your tongue on me, so me you're my slave. All the way down, slave. Let me hear you choke. Four times, baby. Choke four times for me, then go down on my feet and make me feel real good. You exist for my pleasure, slave. That's why I own you, boy. Hold up a sec." Tommy moves to sit on the side of the bed. "Get down there, slave. Get down there and what slaves do for their Masters.
Dylan feasts on Tommy's feet. "Hold your ass up in the air, boy, while you're loving your Master's feet." Dylan moves. Tommy runs the strap over his ass and starts hitting him with it, lightly at first, then picking up the tempo and the severity. "Up over my knees, boy."
Dylan quickly climbs up over Tommy's lap. Tommy hand spanks him for a while, then uses the strap again. Harder and harder until Dylan starts to squirm and whine. He moves to the paddle and really hits him hard. Dylan cries out and raises his ass for more. "Spank me, Tommy, spank me hard, please, Master, please. so hard."
Tommy keeps going all over his ass and even down his legs a bit. Dylan starts to howl out loud, and Tommy keeps up the beating until finally Dylan breaks through and starts to cry, then sob. Tommy drops the paddle and plays with the boy's ass with his finger tips, which drives Dylan out of his mind. then he picks Dylan up and holds him in his arms and lets the boy cry it all out with his head buried in Tommy's chest.
Tommy has no problem doing this. In fact, he's really beginning to enjoy doing it, much like Tony said to him. What matters to him most, however, is that he can trust Dylan to ask him for it when he feels that he needs it, and he really takes pleasure in taking his love over the edge, knowing it is so good for Dylan to cry, for his tears discharge so much of the misery of his childhood and provide a great relief.
He waits until Dylan calms down and kisses away the tears on his cheeks.
"Now, slave, after I've given you a good beating, I am going to fuck you and claim you for my self. Lie on your tummy."
Tommy takes a pillow and puts it under the boy's groin, then lubes himself up and sticks his fingers up the boy's ass, preparing him. "Not gonna open you up with my fingers, boy. Gonna open you up with my cock. Rape my slave. That's what its good for. All mine, boy. all mine!"
Tommy enters a bit carefully, but once he feels Dylan surrender to his invasion, he goes all the way in, all the way down, and starts to smack the slave's sore cheeks some more. Dylan presses hard to get Tommy even deeper inside him. then Tommy begins go fuck fast and rapid and furious. That's the way he wants it tonight and that's what he's gonna get. He makes sure he keeps hitting the slave's prostate, and, sure enough, Dylan shouts out loud, "love you Tommy" and has an orgasm even though trapped inside his cage. Tommy quickly follows and shouts out his own orgasm.
"I'm breeding this slave whom I love so much."
"Dylan starts to giggle."
"What, boy?"
"tommy, I love you so much. You are probably the only male around who makes an effort to use correct grammar while you're taking dirty and mean to me."
"Hmmm...maybe I need to use the cane after all. No, even better, I'm not gonna let you clean up your cage. Let you sleep in your own slime like the dirty boy you are. But go get a towel to clean me up, boy." Dylan goes and gets what Tommy wants, but is distressed because he's leaking his own cum on the floor. He cleans Tommy up and then Tommy looks over the situation. "Go get in the tub, boy." Dylan obeys. Tommy comes inside, leans over the tub and starts to piss on dylan's cage, washing his cum away in his own piss. "Marking my territory." After he's finished, he gets the spray the right temperature and sprays the boy's cage until it's all cleaned out. then he sprays the piss off the floor of the tub until it all goes down the drain.
"Stand up!" he orders. He gets a fluffy towel and kneels down outside the tub and uses the towel to clean Dylan and dry him off as best he can. Dylan leans into Tommy and begins to lick his treasure trail—a part of his Master's body which is beginning to look more and more attractive to him.
Tommy helps him out of the tub and then dries his feet. Finally, he stands, wraps dylan's waist in the towel and leads him to the bed. they hug and kiss and fall on to the bed together. After a long cuddle Tommy Is hard again. "Wow, Sir, you sure are perky tonight."
"And I want a long slow loving blowjob from my favorite cocksucker, right now, pup."
Dylan goes to work. A work of love.
They sleep well together that night and Dylan dreams of being surrounded by clouds filled with Tommy's love.
END OF CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
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