Tony was spending a good deal of time thinking about his relationship with Ray: he was getting the kind of domination he craved, and Ray was superb at varying the kinds of things he did to dominate Tony, setting up fun scenarios, and of course... that monster cock. If only he weren't a , well, skinny Asian looking guy. Tony had always fantasized about being dominated by big, muscular younger guys. It had never happened. It COULD have happened, but those guys were hustlers, and Tony didn't want to pay for it. He thought he offered enough to not have to: after all, who wouldn't turn down a great blow job from an experienced cock sucker? Ray surely wasn't. DAMN IT! Ray ALWAYS came up in this thinking. But now, as the relationship was moving along, Tony began to have more favorable thoughts about it. After all, to be dominated by someone bigger and more muscular , was almost, well, routine. To be dominated by a skinny guy who came across as a little silly, and maybe a bottom was, frankly, HOT. Those thoughts explained why he always smiled, and felt himself harden when Ray called.
"HI TONY!!!!!!" The high pitched voice came over the phone. Ray had learned that Tony normally took a lunch break from 1:30 -2:30, and he'd call him then. He respected Tony's wish that he not call while he was "on the job," at least for now (Ray had ideas about that, as we shall see), but he had no problem with sending explicit pictures during the day: like one of him fully hard with the words "thinking of you, handsome." Again, when he got those texts, Tony would blush, and then smile, and feel the bulge in his briefs growing. (Ray had moved him from boxers to briefs, and eventually, he would move him to speedos). There were a few times when, for whatever reason they couldn't spend the night together, if Tony got a text like that, he had to "visit the john," and hope no one else was there, so he could "relieve" himself. He noticed that his jerk off sessions were much fiercer now that he was subbing for Ray. He could feel himself sinking into the relationship."
"Hey Top. What's going on?" "Oh, nothing much, but I was wondering: can I see you tonight maybe? If that's not inconvenient." Tony sighed. It was Thursday. Thursday was the night of the week he spent with his mother. "Ah, Ray, I'll make it up to you, I promise, but Thursday..." "OH THAT'S RIGHT. I forgot Tony, I'm sorry about putting you in THAT position. Not the other ones though.. Hee hee hee." Ray's laugh always made Tony giggle. He expected a guy with that kind of cock to have a deep, almost Santa laugh. "Well, if I can't have you on Thursday, Tony, I want you for the whole weekend." "The WHOLE weekend Ray?" "OH YES. Friday night through Sunday night. " Ray paused. "I have a special request too, handsome polar bear." Tony blushed AGAIN. He had been called a polar bear before Ray came along, but never together with 'handsome'. "What would that be Ray?" "Well.... I wanted to take you someplace nice this weekend. So maybe... not that you're not super hot in your t shirts and jeans, but..." "I understand. " Tony DID understand the request to wear something dressier. He was squirming though, over the possibility of being seen in public with Ray. He MIGHT have been able to pull off "father/son" or "visiting relative," or something like that, except Ray was so damned affectionate. Tony LOVED it in the apartment, but if Ray tried to take his hand in public, he always pulled it away - and paid for it later that night. Ray had originally thought Tony was doing it to guarantee punishment, but Tony sensed, correctly, that Ray had figured out what was going on. "Awww, Ray, you don't have to take me out. I'm happy with what we've been doing. And the restaurant can't cook better than you." "That's sweet Tony, but you know? I am SO PROUD to have you as my boyfriend, I think I'd like to show you off." Tony didn't know if Ray heard the "GULP", but he DID gulp. Ray's "requests" were always polite orders, and as the sub, Tony was expected to follow them. "Ok," he sighed. "I think I have something I can wear. I'll bring it with me on Friday night. We're not going out on Friday are we Ray?" "Oh, NO. I have more surprises for you on Friday you big handsome stud. You'll SEEEEEEE" That high pitched voice. More arousal. Tony laughed "Ok hot sauce" (his nickname for Ray, because his cum always seemed to have a bit of spice about it). "I'll come by on Friday after work." "YUMMY. Have a good day and say hello to your mom for me." Ray gave him a kiss goodbye before he hung up. "Hey Tony, you got a piece on the side?" Colin, one of his laborers was at the door of his office. "Ha ha. No. Why do you ask?" "Because you've been read as a beet and smiling through the whole call. In my world, that means one thing." He began to sing song the old kid chant "Tony's got a girlfriend/Tony's got a girlfriend." "Ha ha. Well, you're wrong Colin. Couldn't BE more wrong. So what's up?"
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Tony DIDN'T have much in the way of more dressy clothes. He had his t shirts, his worn jeans, and he had a jacket that probably didn't fit anymore. When had he bought it - 20 years ago? But he found a blue cotton dress shirt, and a pair of olive green khaki pants. Ray didn't seem like a necktie kinda guy , but he noticed that Ray had maybe a half dozen of them in his closet. He could borrow one if he needed it. He packed the stuff up in a garment bag, and headed out to Ray's. On the way over, he stopped to get a bouquet of flowers for Ray. He hadn't bought flowers in a LONG time, and he knew these probably weren't up to standard, but "it's the thought that counts," he smiled. He rang the bell in Ray's building, and he heard the squeal of delight as Ray buzzed him in. He saw Ray at the door, his head poking out, with a big smile. It was so, well, GENUINE, Tony had to smile back. "How's my Tony? I missed you? " Ray threw his arms around Tony's neck and got on his tiptoes to give him a kiss. This was another part of their relationship that always charmed Tony: Ray was so much shorter than him, it was difficult to kiss standing up. Ray always did his best though. And he could hold that position. Tony knew Ray had been a swimmer, and his legs were STRONG. One night, Ray had wrestled him into a hold using only his legs, and Tony eventually had to submit. He couldn't break it. One of Ray's other favorite things was to seat Tony in front of him while they were watching TV (Ray actually spent the time reading, while Tony watched a movie or something else), in between Ray's thighs, so Tony could feel, on the back of his head, when Ray was hard enough for a blow job. It was Tony's job to take care of that. Sometimes, Ray would just tighten his thighs up against Tony's ears. The pressure on that sensitive part of his body, was almost enough for Tonyto beg for cock . So , there was no question that the kiss would end when Ray decided it would.
"FLOWERS? FOR ME? Tony, that's so SWEET. I LOVE pink ones too. Carnations... MMMM. They have a slightly spicy smell. Sort of like my Tony." Now, Ray wrapped his arms around Tony's middle and pressed his head against his belly. "You are so HOT my good man. SO HOT" Ray gushed. Tony blushed and found himself saying "Am I gonna get some of hot sauce's pole tonight?" "Oh, definitely Tony man. But first... my surprise.." Ray disappeared into his bedroom and came out with bags. "Now, don't be mad at me, but... I knew you wouldn't buy these things for yourself, so I bought them myself." Tony opened the packages. There were 3 packages of speedos: in red, a day glo gold, and black, and then a few pair of jeans in different colors: black, washed blue, and indigo blue. "I wanna see a fashion show. Undies first. STRIP DOWN STUD." Tony found himself gulping for the second time that day. The speedos actually WERE making him excited. He wouldn't have picked the gold ones, but he had always fantasized about wearing a pair, and a man going crazy for him. Well.... He put on the red ones. "OH GOD TONY. Go check yourself out." Tony stood in front of a mirror and he smiled. Then he felt Ray behind him wrapping his arms around him. "Yes, you see it too. You'd do yourself. You might even top if you saw you in those speedos Tony." "Well, I don't know about that. My boyfriend might get VERY angry. " "Maybe he'd want a three way." Ray snuck his fingers up to Tony's nipple. "OOPS. I better stop. I wanna see everything." Tony tried the black ones next. They got the same kind of reaction from Ray. "I wasn't sure about the gold ones, Tony man. But maybe if I can get you to dance for me... you could wear those! In fact, when he put the gold ones on, Tony felt like a young man again. They may very well have been his favorites. "Can I keep these on for the jeans, Ray?" "OH, YOU LIKE THEM. SURE!!!! " First Tony put on the dark blue ones. They looked good. "SEE TONY? You're buying pants that are TOO BIG. This is your size. " Tony had to agree. The jeans were just tight enough and, when he modeled them, his ass showed. And it was a DAMN GOOD ASS. Maybe not a gym ass, or a dancer ass, but a good one for a working man. He moved onto the lighter blue ones, and they showed his ass even more. DAMN he was getting harder and harder. He really WAS a fine looking man. Then the black ones. "OH TONY. OH MY GOD. I may cum right now. Get in the bedroom. Don't suck me. NO. I'll shoot too fast. Get on the bed. " Tony was very relieved that Ray had given that order, because he was close to cumming himself. Ray straddled him on the bed, and began playing with his nipples. "There are times when I think what you really need, tony, is a pair of tit rings. " He saw Tony blush and he laughed. "Just kidding. JUST kidding." Then his fingers ran along Tony's side. Trapped under Ray's strong legs, all Tony could do was squirm, and squirm he did, because Ray wasn't stopping. He wasn't saying anything either, just smiling. "Fuck me Ray. Please...... Fuck my polar bear ass." "Now THOSE are the magic words Tony." Ray began opening the new jeans. Then he pulled off the speedo, and Tony's cock shot up in the air. "You are excited Tony?" "VERY excited Ray. I was excited since you sent me that photo." "Oh, I can send you one every day." Ray was running his finger up and down Tony's balls, putting him in ecstasy. "You DO Ray." "Well, then I can send you two. A before and after. And I can show you what picture of you I used. " "You have pictures of me?" "Sure do. Some from before I met you and then... some when you were sleeping. I have a hard time getting a full night's sleep and... well, you look so cute when you're sleeping. " Then he stopped. "Ok, let's get down to business, stud." He grabbed Tony's ankles. "You want your man's cock?" "FUCK YES SIR . YES SIR." It didn't take long for him to get it. Ray slid in like he owned Tony's ass - which he sort of did. Tony felt himself getting harder and harder. "RAY . OH SHIT. YOU FOUND A G SPOT. " "Right here, Tony -O? " Ray teased as he slid back and forth on the spot.' "OH yeah. That's it..." Ray pulled his cock out. "I think I can reach there with my fingers. " He could. And Tony's itch was scratched. It was scratched so well, he exploded. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOH. THANK GOD YOU MOVED THE NEW PANTS.. " "Now it's my turn, you sexy bear." Ray got back inside. With the "itch, scratched," he could focus on getting his own rocks off, and he did. He POUNDED Tony, in a way he hadn't before, and Tony's moans of pleasure became moans of pain, and then deeper moans of pleasure. "I want you Tony. I want you... OOOH YES Mr. Polar bear." "How the hell do you get so much jizzz? " Tony asked Ray, after another huge orgasm. "I don't know, Tony. Maybe it's the tofu." "UGH. I hate that stuff. " "Hmmm. You know, that could be a suitable punishment for things like... shooting before me." "I think I'd rather be tickled." "I know you would. That's why I may make you eat tofu. " Ray smiled. "You already eat Asian cheese." Then he fell on Tony and hugged him. "I LOVE spending time with my man, Tony. I just LOVE feeling you under me." He kissed him. "You know, when I told my friends we were dating, they wanted me to shave you, but.." "WAIT. YOU TOLD THOSE GIRLS WE WERE DATING?" Ray gave Tony's face a gentle slap. "Those are NOT girls, Tony. Those are my friends. And Remember . I'm one of those girls.. who's fucking the filth out of this big, brawny guy who everyone thinks is a stud top for the ladies. Hee hee. Isn't it funny how things aren't what they look like?" Tony breathed in resignation. "I guess that's right." "Don't worry bear man. I'm keeping you all to myself for a while. At least away from those bitches. They'd rip me apart to get a man like you, only, well... they want something that..." "They'd want me to top?" Ray shook his head. "Yes, what can I tell you? On the one hand, it makes going out looking for dates easier for me." "On the other hand it must make it harder?" "You're right tony. You're right. That's why I came back that night, by myself. I REALLY wanted you." "And now you have me." "I know... " Ray circled tony's nipple with his finger. "Do you want to eat some tofu so maybe we can have a second round tonight?" Tony smiled. "SURE"