Master Garrett and Our Vacation

This is my first ever story I have released, and was written for my dominant, as a tribute. I hope you enjoy!

As I breach the top of the pool, I exhale and look around for Master Garrett. We are in our hotel pool, at the top of the building in New York City, on a nice vacation. I move through the warm water and scan the edge of the pool for his face. He's not hard to spot, as we are the only two on top of the hotel, even in this summer heat. I lock eyes with him and wink, then climb the steps out of the pool. The water cascades off of my body as I exit, and I saunter over to where he is sitting under an umbrella, enjoying the view. My tight speedo is the only thing I'm wearing, and when wet, it somehow clings even tighter to my package. The thin material does nothing to hide the outline of the cage wrapped around my penis and testicles, marking me as owned. As I get closer, I see that he is smiling as he tosses me a towel. I wipe the excess water off of myself, making sure to bend over as I do to give my master a full view of my ass, and stay bent over for a bit longer than I really need to. As I rise back up, I see him crooking his finger at me, and I approach.

"You look so sexy in that speedo, pup" he says as I sit down in the shade beside him in a pool chair.

"Thank you, Master Garrett! I am just glad we could get away like this for a bit. It's nice up here by the pool, and doesn't hurt that we are the only ones up here!" I say, giggling.

I look over at him, and notice he is rubbing his crotch enticingly, and I feel my dick twitch against the bars of my cage. "It looks like this little puppy is making you excited, huh?" I say to him, winking once again as a smile stretches across my face.

"You know, we ARE the only ones put here..." I say seductively, reaching over to put my hand on top of his ass he continues to rub his growing erection through his short. As I look in his eyes, he doesn't even need to speak, and I know what to do. I immediately drop to the pool deck, and kneel in front of him under the umbrella.

I ran my hand slowly from his knee to his waist, making sure to rub against his hardening cock in the process. I take one more look around, and make sure no one has joined us. His chair faces the door to the roof, so if anyone showed up, he could stop me. I look briefly at the windows surrounding us, and imagine we have at least one strange person watching, which only makes my cock strain against my cage even more.

I reach up, and grab the waistband of his shorts, and start to tug them towards me, and he moves to allow me to remove them. His cock springs forth, and stands half erect, pulsing and twitching. I look him in the eyes, and reach out with my tongue, licking the tip, and tasting just the faintest trace of pre-cum.

Not wanting to be cruel, I wrap one hand around the base, and the other around his balls, and pop the head of his cock in my mouth. I use my tongue to swish and swirl around the head of his penis, while slowly working the shaft with my hand. I can feel him quickly get fully hard, and I start to bob my head up and down, up and down, taking a small bit more of his manhood in my mouth each time. I feel his hand grab my hair loosely, and his legs spread a bit more as I hear him moan, enjoying my oral assault on his groin. I feel the saliva drop from the corner of my mouth as I start to go faster, and enjoy the feeling of his throbbing cock passing up and down my tongue. Eventually, I am bobbing on his full length, making lewd gagging sounds as I slam my face up and down on his length, taking it all down my throat with each thrust.

Saliva is dripping from his shaft down to his balls, which I massage and squeeze every so lightly as I suck his cock. His hips start to buck and move as he gets close to orgasm, and I can feel his cock pulsing in my mouth.

"I'm gonna cum, puppy!" he says, and throws his head back, grasping my hair and holding me down to the base of his shaft. My eyes water and I can't breathe for a few seconds, but my reward is worth it, as I feel the first spurt of cum hit the back of my tonsils. Shot after shot of sticky salty cum floods my throat as he moans, and empties his heavy balls down my gullet. His pubes tickle my nose as I struggle to breathe while he deposits his load in my mouth, but I dont pull away. The smell of his manly musk drowns out everything else, and I massage his balls with gusto as he empties them. Eventually the pressure let's up, and the cum stops shooting from the head of his cock, and he releases my head. I pull my head back quickly and gasp, drinking in the air.

A few drops of spit and cum dripping from my mouth, and land on my chest as I breathe deeply. After a moment, i stick out my tongue, and return my attention back to his cock, licking from the base all the way back to the head. I lick and suck a bit longer, making sure to leave Master Garrett's cock as clean as it was. As soon as I'm satisfied he is clean, and his cock is softening, I grab the shorts from the floor, and put them back on him, his hips rising as I pull them up. Once he is decent, I stand back up and sit on the lounge chair next to him.

I wipe the corners of my mouth, and lick my finger, swallowing the last piece of evidence. I look over at his smile behind his sunglasses and grin myself, my caged cock leaving its own cum soaked sit on my crotch, evident against my speedo which had started to dry. I smile and know that this is going to be a great vacation.

"What should we do now, master?" I ask lazily, my tummy full of his salty load.

"Well, why don't we go out and get some lunch?" He suggests.

I agree, and we depart the pool, heading down a few floors to our hotel room...

Like I said, this is my first ever published story. Any and all constructive feedback is appreciated!