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And now after so many months, I can see in his eyes that I know are the prettiest shade that matches the clearest blue sky that he remembers that night as vividly as I do.
I’ve always been a man who knows what he wants, and as our night together progressed, I knew in my heart that one night would never be enough. But when I woke up the next afternoon, my cowboy was long gone with nary a note of thanks, let alone a name and a number.
To discover that not only is Caleb exactly my type physically, he’s submissive. Can’t believe I never saw that, but then again, I was pretty wrapped up in just mapping and memorizing his beautiful body that night. I didn’t have time to explore the mind.
All that would change, of course, because he may not know it yet, but he’s mine now.
Fortunately, when I asked him to play, it didn’t require too much convincing. In fact, my little boy was like putty in my knowledgeable hands.
With his arm wrapped in mine, I led him to the room I had rented at the beginning of the night. I had thought to use it with another stranger, a toy to play with for one night only, but I was all too pleased to share it with my new boy.
I’d remember to keep the room indefinitely until I noticed his slight dissatisfaction.
“Have you changed your mind?”
Startled, he rears back. “Not at all.”
“Then, tell me what’s wrong.” I use every ounce of authority I possess so he has no choice but to answer.
“I…” He smiles self-abashedly. “I had hoped we’d play in the open.”
Pleasure, even more than the ungodly amount that fills me already, flushes my body in an all-consuming heat. I run my nose up his neck eliciting a shiver before I bite his earlobe.
“You wanted me to show you off?”
He shrugs.
“Be honest,” I demand.
A deep dark red flushes his neck and works its way up his face. “Yes, I wanted you to show me off.”
“Mmm, maybe next time, sweetheart.”
While I want him all to myself, I can’t deny the pleasure of showing everyone he’s mine.
Not soon enough, we reach the room that’s already flooded with dim red lights, only bright enough to accentuate every custom piece of furniture. But all I care about is the spanking bench wrapped in red and the black leather.
“Any preferences?” I ask, but am not surprised when he shakes his head no. “You’re gonna have to speak up. I require it.”
“No sir, your pleasure is mine.”
It’s a well-rehearsed line, but I believe every word.
I nod. “Strip, and get your sweet ass on that bench.” I pat the bench fondly making him grin as he quickly removes each article of clothing.
I watch wantonly, my dick only growing harder as I too remove my clothes above the waist.
My mouth waters as I take in a body I could never forget. Smooth, sleek muscles crisscross his entire form. His nipples are hard and pointed begging to be suckled. His long-ridged cock has me longing for a taste.
Once he’s settled, I begin strapping him down, taking my time as I caress and enjoy the silky feel of his smooth, hot skin. Each touch leaves a sea of goosebumps in its wake, belying how much he wants this; wants me.
“Do I make you feel good, beautiful?”
Another shiver. “Very much, sir.”
I grasp one ass cheek and squeeze enough to bite, making him gasp and groan.
“Do you want me to hurt you, too?”
