cause not to, you must tell me immediately. That will include the why, boy. Do you understand?”
The command, and the way Deacon’s voice had dropped and hardened the moment they entered the room, had his cock harder than he could ever remember it being. Kade loved a man who knew what he wanted and damn well expected his sub to obey. He nodded and replied, “Yes, Sir.” He paused and thought about the instructions given. “Should I strip now or… is this simply instructional time for the future?”
“Mmm, I have every intention of playing with you, boy, so yes, remove your clothes. There is a small stand to your right. That is where you are to place your clothes, folded neatly.” As soon as Deacon stopped speaking, he turned his back and stalked across the room. At the tall dresser against one of the walls, he stopped and pulled open the top drawer.
Not wanting to disappoint, and appreciating the small amount of privacy, Kade quickly shimmied out of his clothes, folding each piece before setting them on the small table. Once completely nude and resettled in his chair, he maneuvered farther inside, stopping at the rough center of the room. He leaned forward slightly, folding his arms behind his back and clasping them in as close an approximation of the presentation position as he could do given his lack of balance and kneeling. He then lowered his gaze, choosing a spot a little way in front of him to focus on, and waited.
After a few minutes, Deacon’s feet and legs came into view. The man circled him slowly. Kade’s breath sped as he waited, nearly coming apart when he finally felt the first touch of Deacon’s fingers across his shoulder. The light touch slid down his spine, touching but not stopping on a few of the thin scars that peppered his skin. Some were from the attack, others from heavy use of the cane when he’d been younger. The latter ones he was proud of and hoped to have more of soon.
“Very good, boy. You please me already,” Deacon praised before stepping around to face him. “Up on the bed now.”
As soon as Deacon moved out of his path, Kade rolled to the platform and set about transferring himself to the large bed. Before he could decide how to position himself, Deacon stepped in front of him again. “Beautiful,” Deacon purred as he gently touched Kade’s clean-shaven pubic area before standing tall again.
Kade’s heart raced as he beamed at the praise.
“Are you stable there?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Undress me.”
The deep command sent a shiver through Kade, but he quickly pushed it away. Kade leaned against the cushions and pillows to gain a little more stability, then obediently tugged Deacon’s shirt free of his slacks before unbuttoning it. Deacon moved so the silky material slid off his shoulders and down his arms. Kade then slipped his fingers under the edge of Deacon’s undershirt and lifted as high as he could, waiting as Deacon raised his arms and pulled it the rest of the way off. Distracted by the solid, muscular chest in front of him, Kade took a moment to stare at the lightly furred skin, his mouth watering at the thought of being allowed to touch and taste it all.
When Deacon cleared his throat, Kade dropped his eyes and refocused on his task. His stomach tightened as he took in the distended front of Deacon’s pants, the fabric doing little to hide his Dom’s arousal. It took only a few moments to have the belt undone and the button and zipper opened. Anticipation cramped in his gut, and his hands trembled as he eased the material down over the boxer briefs until it pooled at Sir’s feet.
“I, um….” Kade mumbled, but before he had to say more, Deacon stepped out of his pants and silently handed them to Kade, who folded them and added them to the growing pile beside him.
Kade’s eyes flicked up again, unsure if Deacon wanted the briefs off as well, knowing most of the Dom’s he’d been with kept themselves covered until the last moment. Their
The command, and the way Deacon’s voice had dropped and hardened the moment they entered the room, had his cock harder than he could ever remember it being. Kade loved a man who knew what he wanted and damn well expected his sub to obey. He nodded and replied, “Yes, Sir.” He paused and thought about the instructions given. “Should I strip now or… is this simply instructional time for the future?”
“Mmm, I have every intention of playing with you, boy, so yes, remove your clothes. There is a small stand to your right. That is where you are to place your clothes, folded neatly.” As soon as Deacon stopped speaking, he turned his back and stalked across the room. At the tall dresser against one of the walls, he stopped and pulled open the top drawer.
Not wanting to disappoint, and appreciating the small amount of privacy, Kade quickly shimmied out of his clothes, folding each piece before setting them on the small table. Once completely nude and resettled in his chair, he maneuvered farther inside, stopping at the rough center of the room. He leaned forward slightly, folding his arms behind his back and clasping them in as close an approximation of the presentation position as he could do given his lack of balance and kneeling. He then lowered his gaze, choosing a spot a little way in front of him to focus on, and waited.
After a few minutes, Deacon’s feet and legs came into view. The man circled him slowly. Kade’s breath sped as he waited, nearly coming apart when he finally felt the first touch of Deacon’s fingers across his shoulder. The light touch slid down his spine, touching but not stopping on a few of the thin scars that peppered his skin. Some were from the attack, others from heavy use of the cane when he’d been younger. The latter ones he was proud of and hoped to have more of soon.
“Very good, boy. You please me already,” Deacon praised before stepping around to face him. “Up on the bed now.”
As soon as Deacon moved out of his path, Kade rolled to the platform and set about transferring himself to the large bed. Before he could decide how to position himself, Deacon stepped in front of him again. “Beautiful,” Deacon purred as he gently touched Kade’s clean-shaven pubic area before standing tall again.
Kade’s heart raced as he beamed at the praise.
“Are you stable there?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Undress me.”
The deep command sent a shiver through Kade, but he quickly pushed it away. Kade leaned against the cushions and pillows to gain a little more stability, then obediently tugged Deacon’s shirt free of his slacks before unbuttoning it. Deacon moved so the silky material slid off his shoulders and down his arms. Kade then slipped his fingers under the edge of Deacon’s undershirt and lifted as high as he could, waiting as Deacon raised his arms and pulled it the rest of the way off. Distracted by the solid, muscular chest in front of him, Kade took a moment to stare at the lightly furred skin, his mouth watering at the thought of being allowed to touch and taste it all.
When Deacon cleared his throat, Kade dropped his eyes and refocused on his task. His stomach tightened as he took in the distended front of Deacon’s pants, the fabric doing little to hide his Dom’s arousal. It took only a few moments to have the belt undone and the button and zipper opened. Anticipation cramped in his gut, and his hands trembled as he eased the material down over the boxer briefs until it pooled at Sir’s feet.
“I, um….” Kade mumbled, but before he had to say more, Deacon stepped out of his pants and silently handed them to Kade, who folded them and added them to the growing pile beside him.
Kade’s eyes flicked up again, unsure if Deacon wanted the briefs off as well, knowing most of the Dom’s he’d been with kept themselves covered until the last moment. Their
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