The Suit and His Switch Claim Their Sub by Jenika Snow

Stellan’s shaft.
He stroked the steel encased velvet and gave it several quick tugs. He   loved the rumble
that spilled from Stellan’s chest. The slick fluid that spilled from the tip of
his sub’s dick covered his hand before dripping on the floor.
    “My, my, boy. You must really
want it, don’t you?”
    Stellan’s
voice hitched as he said, “Yes, Master. I want it badly.”
    Dietrich
tightened his hand around his cock and said, “Tell me what you want.”
    “I
want your big dick in my ass, Master.”
    “ Mmm , such a good boy.” Dietrich let go of Stellan, grabbed the condom off the ground, and quickly
sheathed himself. He picked up the lube, poured a generous amount in his palm
and worked it over his erection. Next he tilted the bottle upside down and let
the clear fluid drip down the top of Stellan’s ass and into the shadowed
crease. He set the tube aside and moved closer. Spreading the cheeks apart he
used his thumb to spread the fluid around the tight hole then pressed the digit
inside. Stellan lifted his hips for more, and Dietrich slapped his disobedient
sub’s ass hard. “Did I say you could move, boy?”
    Stellan
panted out, “No, Master.”
    “If
you don’t obey I have a mind to work you over and refuse to allow you to come.”
He slapped his ass again. “Do you want that, boy?”
    “No,
Master. Please let me come.”
    Dietrich
pressed his thumb further into the hole until he reached the second knuckle. He
pumped in and out, fucking Stellan’s anus but needing to bury his cock in the
tight cavern. He could see his sub’s cock bobbing hard and strong between his
legs. Pre-cum continued a steady trickle down to the floor. It was an erotic sight
and had Dietrich no longer able to tease Stellan. Keeping his ass open with one
hand, he placed the crown of his erection at the knot of tight tissue and
worked himself inside his sweet sub. Stellan knew to bear
down to let him in. With every inch Dietrich pushed in more sweat broke out
along his body. Stellan was slick with perspiration as well, and Dietrich
didn’t stop himself from leaning forward and dragging his tongue up Stellan’s
spine. He groaned at the salty, clean flavor that exploded in his mouth.
    “So hot and tight, boy.” He
pushed the last few inches in until his balls slapped Stellan’s. They both grunted
aloud, and Dietrich let go of Stellan’s ass only to grip his waist. With a firm
hold on Stellan he pulled out slowly, allowing his lover to grow accustomed to
his penetration. After a few measured strokes Dietrich let loose. He pounded
Stellan’s ass until their combined sounds of ecstasy filled the room. The
rhythmic clenching of his inner muscles spurred Dietrich on, and had him
pumping his hips faster and harder.
    “You’re
a good boy, aren’t you?”
    “Yes,
Master. God, yes.”
    “Who
do you belong to?”
    Stellan
breathed out, “You, Master.”
    “Who
does this ass belong to, boy?” Dietrich slapped the body part in question.
    “You,
Master. It is all for you.” The sound of Stellan’s deep voice had Dietrich
groaning in pleasure and increasing his speed to the nth degree.
    “Do
you want to come, sub?”
    Stellan
groaned out, “So badly, Master.”
    Dietrich
reached around his broad chest and moved down Stellan’s six-pack until he
grabbed hold of his steely dick. It only took a few pumps before Stellan was
begging for release. He wasn’t going to make his sub suffer, at least not
anymore tonight. “Fucking come.” Stellan’s forehead
went forward and hit the bathroom door right before he came all over Dietrich’s
hand. He didn’t stop pumping his fist over his sub’s pulsating dick or thrusting
his shaft into Stellan’s ass until he was grunting out his own release. Taking
hold of Stellan’s shoulder Dietrich pulled him forcefully onto his dick until every
inch of him was inside his lover. After several moments his climax receded. He
took a moment to suck in some much needed air before he pulled