Beign Controlled and Surrendering to Him

"Is that too tight?" Dane fitted the blindfold over Jake's eyes. Jake shook his head no. They had fucked before, three times now, or was it four? But this was different. Jake had fantasized about being controlled, surrendering, but was also scared of it.

When Dane told him that's what he wanted, he couldn't say no. He barely knew him, and even though they were roughly the same size and strength, Dane had a way of looking at him when he wanted something that stirred fear, and made his cock swell.

Jake was naked save an old, worn white button down shirt with a loose fit, per Dane's instructions. Dane was completely nude. He traced his thumb over Jake's parted mouth, pushing the tip just inside, stroking the inside of his upper lip.

"I'm leaking just looking at you," Dane said in a low, sexy murmur. Jake's cock was already brick hard. Dane's voice did that to him. "Give me your hand." Dane's voice was steady, almost robotic. Jake hesitated, wondering why he didn't just take it. "It has to be your choice," Dane said.

Jake offered his right hand, which Dane pulled up and to his left, securing it to the base of the bedpost. Jake hesitated again, and Dane traced inside the palm of his tied hand with his finger, then licked him there, urging him on. Jake moved his left hand up, and was bound as if on a crucifix.

Dane slid down and moved his thumb back and forth over Jake's piss slit, around the head, drawing out its juice and spreading it. He moved his hand to the base and started slowly jacking him, Jake's fluid oozing between and around his fingers. Jake drew air in through his teeth making a hissing sound. Dane moved up, kneeling astride Jake's legs, his cock ramrod straight into the air. He moved his hands over Jake's pecs, grazing the hardening nipples through the cloth.

Jake drew his head back and closed his eyes. Dane knew Jake's nipples had a direct connection to his cock, so sensitive he could bare to have them touched only so long. He softly rubbed Jake's stomach, then unbuttoned the shirt completely starting at the bottom, pushing it away just enough to expose the flesh around his navel.. A hand on his belly was always a nurturing act to Jake; warm, safe.

"I want to get your belly soaking wet." Dane loved Jake's taut, tan stomach with its blonde peach fuzz. He shifted his weight on the bed so he could slowly drag the tip of his cock across Jake's belly, leaving a slime trail of precum. He pressed the tip against the navel like it was a fuckable hole, filling it with liquid. Jake began to quiver and make a rumbling noise low in his throat. "You like that?" Dane grumbled.

"Yes," Jake was barely audible.

"Good boy."

Dane's fingernail scratched at the nipple, again through the cloth, before he finally pushed the shirt completely open. Jake was panting, his chest pushing up high and then sinking, both nipples fully erect. Dane grinned and slid higher, rubbing the tip of his dripping cock against Jake's nipple. Jake was whining and writhing beneath him, pulling at his restraints. Dane pushed down slowly, taking the nipple's tip just inside his piss slit, then breaking contact.

The precum started to pool at the base of Jake's cock when the air hit the wetness on his nipple. Dane licked it clean, suckling it, rolling the firm bud between his teeth. He slid still higher up, brushing his red, swollen cock against Jake's lips, glossing them. He pushed just the tip into Jake's mouth with a deep moan, holding it there, then inching slightly further in. Jake struggled to take more but Dane withdrew.

"There's something I want you to do for me," Dane whispered, reaching back to keep a slow stroke on Jake's aching cock.. God, Jake couldn't resist the dominance and strength in that voice. "For two minutes, you can't move or make a sound. If you do it, I'll let you cum. If you fail, I won't. Cum before I say to, and I won't touch you for a month."

Jake turned his head in resignation and let out a pleading sound as Dane released his cock. But he liked it. He wanted it; wanted so badly to please this man who for now owned his body, his mind. Dane was patient, another sign of his strength, until Jake nodded. "Good boy," he hissed.

Dane's tongue traced around Jake's throbbing cockhead, pushing against its gash. Jake was panting but determined not to disappoint his captor. "Mmmmm, you're so hard and wet for me," Dane purred. He took the soaked organ into his mouth, working the underside with his tongue while moving up and down the shaft with deliberate slowness before taking the length of it down his throat. Jake clenched his back teeth as if to grind them, feeling his cocktip hit the back of Dane's throat. Dane's mouth suddenly left him and he wanted to wail. He tried to slow his breathing. How much time was left, he wondered.

A tongue was now probing at his widening hole. It was bathed in Jake's precum. Dane liked how it puckered, kissing it like a mouth, scraping it with his stubble. Jake closed and squeezed his eyes tight as Dane pushed in with his tongue, opening him further, then all the way inside, lapping at the core of him. His tongue fucked Jake like a cock. Jake contorted all his facial muscles; he was near hyperventilation. He remembered a meditation class he'd taken, and began breathing deeper, from the belly to the chest, to help bring himself down.

"That's it baby, you're so open," Dane coaxed, before pushing two fingers where his tongue had been, stroking Jake's prostate. Jake thought of razor blades, cockroaches, anything to keep his furious cock from betraying him. His flesh felt on fire. He was animal -- blood, precum, saliva, sweat -- his cock burned, his ass demanding more, more, deeper, deeper, fuck me, god, let me move, let me speak, let me CUM.....and yet there was silence save his and the other man's breathing. Dane's was getting ragged. Jake's was loud and exaggerated, like when he went scuba diving.

He felt Dane shift, then lift his legs up on his shoulders. No, he wouldn't. He won't fuck me NOW. I can't. Surely he doesn't expect me to..... Jake's cock was pulsing in the air, the ache becoming unbearable.

"Your cock's throbbing in time with your heartbeat," Dane whispered, running a single finger down it's length. Dane paused to look at Jake's hole, now pulsing slightly, in and out, begging. Jake hated him. Needed him. Wanted so badly to thrust his hips and push his ass against the persistent stone hard flesh that was now just barely beginning to penetrate him. Jake bit down so hard on his bottom lip he was amazed it wasn't bleeding.

"Oh, such a good boy," Dane panted, and pushed just the tip inside Jake's soaked hole. He's lying about the month, Jake's mind raced. I have to cum, fuck his rules. Fuck him!

"Time's up." He could hear the triumph in Dane's voice. Jake let out a sound he didn't recognize as his own, and started pushing urgently against Dane's cock. Dane was still, save his thumb which once again traced around Jake's piss slit.

"You want me to fuck you?" Dane asked coyly. Jake was near tears. "Beg me."

"FUCK! Fuck me! Please. I need you inside!," Jake whimpered like a dog wanting to be let in. Dane's breathing grew more urgent.

"Good boy." He slid easily into Jake, all the way to his balls, pulling halfway out, then plunging in again. Jake loved his long, slow strokes, tightening his ass each time Dane withdrew. God, how did he do it? How does he keep control? Dane fucked him faster, harder, pounding his spot. Jake grunted on each exhalation.

"Cum for me. I need you to cum. You feel so good against my cock." The words put Jake over the edge, his swollen and tortured rod finally allowed release. His wad sprayed Dane's chest and his own belly. He hadn't realized how loud he was screaming till his orgasm subsided. He had never cum this hard before, like his entire lower body had been blown apart. It startled him. He then felt Dane swell inside him and with a loud groan Dane exploded, filling Jake's ass as it kneaded his cock, sucking him dry. Dane stayed inside him, moving down to kiss him full on the mouth, sucking hungrily on his tongue.

Dane's cock slid out of him with a slurp. Dane softly rubbed the cum into Jake's belly, the gentleness of his touch jarring. He slipped his hand up to rub some on Jake's nipple, now painfully sensitive, making him wince. Both men's chests were heaving with their breath. He removed the lashes as though by rote while Jake worked to normalize his breathing. He felt like he had lost blood. A lot. Turning onto his side, Jake made no move to remove the blindfold, coming down in his cocoon.

When Dane allowed him sight, Jake flinched like he'd been suddenly awakened from a dream, wondering for a minute if it was real. He tried to read Dane's blank face, and then, betraying himself, he felt the tears come in a silent sob as the intensity of the release overtook him. He cried from fear, confusion, anger, joy. This man had taken him to a place he'd only visited in his mind. Was he weak for giving up so much, or strong for going through with it? He was disturbed by how much he'd liked it. He knew there was no going back now.

Jake felt a hand stroke his hair. Dane traced his finger down the line made by the tears, and looked at Jake as if to say he'd seen this many times before, and wouldn't pay it much attention. Without a word Dane stood, put on his robe like his day was just beginning, and left him. Jake lay still, listening to his own breathing. It felt like Dane was still inside him. He liked that.

written by outlaw

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