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Ben was always too skinny. He’d have skipped meals if Mack hadn’t been there ordering him to eat.
Sometimes Mack had resented Ben’s neediness. There were days Ben would go all but catatonic unless Mack was there giving him commands. Near the end, there was a six month stretch where Ben only came alive at night when they were alone together in bed.
“Master,” he’d whisper as he reached for Mack in the darkness. “How do you want your slave tonight?”
It was a game Ben liked to play. Mack balked at first until he felt Ben’s distress when he refused. He didn’t know why Ben liked it that way. His devotion to Mack was probably unhealthy. Then again, they were in a fucking super max prison—healthy wasn’t really an option on the table. So Mack played along.
“On your knees,” Mack ordered, swinging his legs over the side of the bed as he sat up. “Suck my cock.”
Moments later, he felt Ben’s trembling hands reaching to pull his cock from his pants. Then a hot mouth sucking him in.
Mack’s hands went to Ben’s head. He always kept his hair so short it was almost shaved. Mack massaged Ben’s scalp as Ben went to town on his cock.
“Deeper. I want to come down your throat,” Mack growled.
Ben pulled off just long enough to whisper, “Yes, Master. Whatever you say, Master.”
Mack hissed out through his teeth as Ben swallowed his cock. He could deep throat like no one Mack had ever met.
He had to fight from coming right there on the spot.
“Fuck your hand while you suck me off.”
Ben’s head shook back and forth on Mack’s cock. Mack gripped Ben’s head harder.
“Fucking do it. Master will punish you if you don’t.”
Ben moaned and Mack leaned over until he was whispering close to his ear. “You don’t do what I say and I’ll take your ass, little slave. I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll feel me into next week. Now grab your fucking cock.”
Ben lifted both his hands to rest them on Mack’s thighs.
Mack’s cock swelled at his refusal. Some nights Ben was only up for giving him a blow job. More often than not actually, these days.
Maybe him wanting more meant that he was coming out of whatever funk he’d been in lately. Mack hoped so. He hated seeing him so listless.
Mack grabbed Ben’s shoulders and pushed him back. Ben’s mouth made a loud pop noise as his lips slid off Mack’s cock.
Mack didn’t hesitate. He dragged Ben up onto his bunk bed, shoving him face down into the mattress.
“On your knees.”
“No, Master. Don’t. I swear I’ll be good. Don’t fuck my ass.”
“I told you the consequences if you didn’t suck my dick.” Mack gripped Ben’s hips as he positioned himself behind him.
“No, don’t,” Ben said, getting on his knees and shoving down his pants in the same motion. “Don’t, Master. I can’t take your big cock.” He leaned back, brushing his ass back and forth against Mack’s dick. “You’re too big and hard.”
“Spit,” Mack said, shoving his hand in Ben’s face. Ben obeyed and Mack rubbed it up and down his cock. Then he positioned his crown at the entrance of Ben’s anus. He paused there a moment, listening in the dark for the sound of Ben whispering his safe word or snapping his fingers. But there were only Ben’s heaving breaths.
Mack pushed inside Ben’s ass and Jesus, it felt good. Ben’s little whimpers only drove him forward. But not too fast. Or too hard. No matter how riled up he got, he never lost himself so much that he didn’t remember he always had to be careful with his little Ben.
Mack pushed in inch by inch until he was finally seated all the way up Ben’s ass. He leaned over his back and kissed the nape of his neck. “Look at you gripping my cock like such a good little slave. Are you hard yet? Admit it. You love being fucked by Master.”
Ben shook his head back and forth but the more Mack kissed along his neck, the softer Ben’s body went.
“You dream about it all day long, don’t you? You were hard at dinner, weren’t you? Thinking about how Master was going to bury himself inside you.”
“I’m your slave,” Ben whispered, his back moving up and down with each heaving breath. “I have to do whatever Master says.”
