tonight. And Dalton?”
“Yes, Little One?”
“Thanks.”
* * * *
Got
him. Dalton smiled from ear to ear as he turned the cell
phone off and placed the heel of his hand over the bulge in his jeans. When he
decided to call Eldridge to see what he was doing, having phone sex had been
the furthest thing from his mind. Not that phone sex was out of the question,
but until that point Dalton had gone slow with the man. Now, all bets were off.
As soon as the words take your cock out left his mouth, he knew there was no going back. The only thing that could have
been better was if he was there to see the pleasure in Eldridge’s face when he
released, or if he had been buried balls deep inside the man. Either would do,
but the later was definitely on his agenda of things to come.
After tonight’s dinner
and demo, Dalton had every intention of bringing his beautiful little one back
to his house and fucking his brains out. A little tying up, wax and a little
spanking were in order to get the juices flowing before the main attraction.
Dalton wanted Eldridge to be his and tonight he decided he would take the
plunge and tell the man. Maybe there wouldn’t be a permanent collar, yet.
However, he planned to let him know his intentions and give him a temporary
one, so that others knew Eldridge Cristoff was taken.
After a quick cold
shower, Dalton dressed in his customary black leather pants and a black vest,
no shirt tonight. He was demoing and he never wore a shirt, so nothing
constricted his movements. In fact, he would also take the vest off before he
began. The sub for tonight was experienced in receiving wax play, and loved the
sting of the wax a degree or two higher than normal. Josiah actually belonged
to Master James, who was learning the art with Dalton at his side to lead him.
The arrangement worked in both their favors. Josiah would get the foreplay of
the wax by both their hands and then get fucked by his Dom when all was said
and done. The couple were exclusive members and had
been together for well over three years. They were respected and well liked.
Dalton pulled out of
the garage of his Bryn Mawr home at six o’clock and
began the trek to Center City, to Eldridge’s loft. Hopefully, with traffic
going in the other direction he would make it there within thirty minutes. Once
Eldridge was his, he really needed to talk him into moving in together. Dalton
would be glad to drive him back and forth to work if he didn’t want to drive
himself, since public transportation did not come out as far as his home.
Better yet, maybe he could talk him into working from home. There was plenty of
room in his six bedroom , colonial style, home to turn
a room into an office for Eldridge. He could set him up on the other side of
the house with its own entrance for visiting clients. Eldridge could work and
not be disturbed. It’s not like Dalton didn’t have the space on his six acre
lot. That definitely needed to be on the list of things to do, right after he
showed Eldridge his play room tonight.
With the top down on
his convertible and a light breeze, the night was perfect for driving. Dalton
always loved the city, the hustle and bustle, and lights illuminating the tall
buildings. He was a city guy, but loved that he could live in suburbia with
little to no neighbors near him. The large acreage he called home left him no
visible neighbors. He could work and play hard if he chose. What would Eldridge
think of his play room? He couldn’t wait to find out tonight.
Dalton pulled up in
front of the renovated warehouse that now housed offices on the bottom three
floors and apartments on the top three floors. Each floor had two apartments,
private entrances and elevators led to each floor individually, with their
respective codes and boasted a great view of the city. Eldridge’s apartment was
on the top floor. Dalton texted El to let him know that he
needed to be buzzed into the office building and then made his way to
“Yes, Little One?”
“Thanks.”
* * * *
Got
him. Dalton smiled from ear to ear as he turned the cell
phone off and placed the heel of his hand over the bulge in his jeans. When he
decided to call Eldridge to see what he was doing, having phone sex had been
the furthest thing from his mind. Not that phone sex was out of the question,
but until that point Dalton had gone slow with the man. Now, all bets were off.
As soon as the words take your cock out left his mouth, he knew there was no going back. The only thing that could have
been better was if he was there to see the pleasure in Eldridge’s face when he
released, or if he had been buried balls deep inside the man. Either would do,
but the later was definitely on his agenda of things to come.
After tonight’s dinner
and demo, Dalton had every intention of bringing his beautiful little one back
to his house and fucking his brains out. A little tying up, wax and a little
spanking were in order to get the juices flowing before the main attraction.
Dalton wanted Eldridge to be his and tonight he decided he would take the
plunge and tell the man. Maybe there wouldn’t be a permanent collar, yet.
However, he planned to let him know his intentions and give him a temporary
one, so that others knew Eldridge Cristoff was taken.
After a quick cold
shower, Dalton dressed in his customary black leather pants and a black vest,
no shirt tonight. He was demoing and he never wore a shirt, so nothing
constricted his movements. In fact, he would also take the vest off before he
began. The sub for tonight was experienced in receiving wax play, and loved the
sting of the wax a degree or two higher than normal. Josiah actually belonged
to Master James, who was learning the art with Dalton at his side to lead him.
The arrangement worked in both their favors. Josiah would get the foreplay of
the wax by both their hands and then get fucked by his Dom when all was said
and done. The couple were exclusive members and had
been together for well over three years. They were respected and well liked.
Dalton pulled out of
the garage of his Bryn Mawr home at six o’clock and
began the trek to Center City, to Eldridge’s loft. Hopefully, with traffic
going in the other direction he would make it there within thirty minutes. Once
Eldridge was his, he really needed to talk him into moving in together. Dalton
would be glad to drive him back and forth to work if he didn’t want to drive
himself, since public transportation did not come out as far as his home.
Better yet, maybe he could talk him into working from home. There was plenty of
room in his six bedroom , colonial style, home to turn
a room into an office for Eldridge. He could set him up on the other side of
the house with its own entrance for visiting clients. Eldridge could work and
not be disturbed. It’s not like Dalton didn’t have the space on his six acre
lot. That definitely needed to be on the list of things to do, right after he
showed Eldridge his play room tonight.
With the top down on
his convertible and a light breeze, the night was perfect for driving. Dalton
always loved the city, the hustle and bustle, and lights illuminating the tall
buildings. He was a city guy, but loved that he could live in suburbia with
little to no neighbors near him. The large acreage he called home left him no
visible neighbors. He could work and play hard if he chose. What would Eldridge
think of his play room? He couldn’t wait to find out tonight.
Dalton pulled up in
front of the renovated warehouse that now housed offices on the bottom three
floors and apartments on the top three floors. Each floor had two apartments,
private entrances and elevators led to each floor individually, with their
respective codes and boasted a great view of the city. Eldridge’s apartment was
on the top floor. Dalton texted El to let him know that he
needed to be buzzed into the office building and then made his way to
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