You Are Such a Good Pet

Drew didn't know how to feel when Charlie latched the leash on the front of his collar. When he said he would try anything with his boyfriend, this wasn't exactly on his mind. He looked up at the black haired twink before him who smiled with his usual innocence. He leaned down and kissed Drew before tugging at the leash, making him gasp a little.

Charlie's smile broadened, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he gave the leash a gentle tug. "Come on, big guy," he said, his voice in a teasing tone.

Drew's large hands instinctively reached for the collar around his neck, feeling the snug fit, the subtle weight of Charlie's control. He rose to his feet, the leather of the leash taut between them.

They stood in the middle of Charlie's room. Posters of indie bands adorned the walls, and the afternoon light filtering through the blinds cast slanted shadows across the unmade bed.

Charlie led, and Drew followed, their steps in sync nearing the bed. With each step, Drew felt a shift in the dynamic, a subtle but undeniable change in the way they related to each other. It was exhilarating, the way Charlie took charge.

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Drew glanced at his cute boyfriend's nakedness as he walked before him, his smooth body, the hint of muscle on his back and his ass which always drove him delirious for a bite.

They reached the bed, and Charlie turned around, his eyes locked onto Drew's. "Sit," he commanded softly, and Drew found himself obeying without hesitation.

"On the floor, on your knees, " Charlie smiled.

Fuck. He can't stop being cute even as a dom, Drew thought.

Drew gulped and took his place on the floor.

Charlie circled him, the leash looped around his hand, his gaze roaming over Drew's form. "You look good like this," he murmured, his fingers tracing the line of Drew's jaw, the curve of his shoulder. "All mine."

Drew's breath hitched as Charlie's touch lingered, his body responding, his dick hardening, warmth pulsing through him. He leaned into the touch, his own hands balling into fists at his sides, resisting the urge to take control, to flip their roles. This was Charlie's show.

Drew is not a small man. He is 6 feet tall, a rugby lad with a wide chest and shoulders. Nor is he the most believable sub. He's always been the dom top and enjoyed using his tiny boyfriend till he was a cute whimpering mess underneath him. But this new shift in roles both confused him and aroused him. On his knees and with nothing on but the collar, Drew realized his cock was fully hard and pulsing between his legs as he looked up at his equally naked boyfriend who only wore thigh high red translucent hold-ups with his smaller uncut dick out.

"Fuck Char..." moan escaped his lips as he took in all of his boyfriend, his hand running up Charlie's thigh.

Charlie leaned in and pressed his lips on Drew's.

The kiss was a dance of tongues and lips, a mingling of breaths and shared hunger. Drew's hands found their way to Charlie's waist, pulling him closer. Charlie's fingers threaded through Drew's tousled hair, tugging gently, the subtle sting making Drew moan into his mouth.

As they broke apart, breathless and grinning, Charlie stepped back, his gaze never leaving Drew's. He moved to the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he sat, his legs spreading in an open invitation.

"Come, suck my cock baby," the twink tugged at his new pet's collar.

Drew didn't need to be told twice. He lunged forward, his hands splayed on Charlie's thighs for balance as he took Charlie's cock into his mouth. The warmth, the familiar taste, the soft whimper that escaped Charlie's lips--it was all intoxicating.

He worked his tongue on Charlie's cock, swirling around the tip, teasing the sensitive spot just beneath the head. Charlie's hips bucked, another whimper from his lips as Drew's fingers dug into the soft flesh of his thighs, holding him in place as he continued sucking him.

He always enjoyed having his mouth around that dick cause it was so easy to overstimulate Charlie. His tongue and fingers on the right place can have his knees buckling and he'd be whimpering in his arms. So Drew just did that. His fingers climbed up Charlie's smooth torso, pinching his nipples while his tongue played with the exposed penis tip. Charlie was shaking and moaning already. Charlie's breath hitched, his eyes fluttering shut as he surrendered to the pleasure. His hands found their way into Drew's hair, tangling in the short, tousled strands.

But to Drew's surprise he started thrusting his cock into his mouth. Drew obliged, his mouth moving in tandem with the subtle rocking of Charlie's hips. He could feel Charlie's cock hardening even more, Drew's own body ached with need, his cock heavy and untouched, oozing precum beneath him.

"You're... such a good pet... baby," he moaned, trying not to whimper in between his hardened facade.

Drew found that cute but also incredibly arousing. He kept sucking the 'dom' and reached for his painfully hard cock to jerk off.

"No. Only I get to play with your cock," another tug on the leash, harder this time.

Drew, surprised, wrapped his hands around Charlie's ass, taking his thrusts into my mouth.

Then he felt Charlie's feet on top of his cock, his toes only separated from his leaking cock by a thin cloth.

"I told you only I can play with your cock. Keep sucking my cock pet."

The harder he sucked Charlie's cock, the harder the pressure on his cock was. Charlie's feet teasing his cock and balls by moving back and forth slowly. Drew felt almost small, degraded by his boyfriend and it turned him on. Charlie pulled his cock out of his boyfriend's mouth and kissed his wet lips, moaning into each other's mouths.

Then he walked to the bed, pulling the leash making Drew follow him behind in all fours.

He got on the bed and on his knees with his back towards his boyfriend.

"Eat me out baby, make me feel good. "

Drew felt voracious. He dove into his boyfriend's ass, spreading his cheeks and licking his hole like a hungry animal craving a feast. Charlie was moaning, whimpering with his eyes closed, his hands still tight on the leash as Drew pushed his tongue into his hole. His tongue moving in and out, each movement running like electric into Charlie whose smaller body was shaking.

" fuckkk you're so good, you're such a good pet. "

Drew was lapping at his boyfriend's ass now, tongue digging deep into him. His own hips were moving back and forth, thrusting the air. Drew didn't know what he was anymore, all he knew was that he wanted his boyfriend to feel good and to be a good pet for him.

"Fuck me Drew, Fuck me like a good pet! "

Charlie turned around abruptly, still holding onto the leash and sat on Drew's lap, facing him.

"Put it in me please," he begged, raising himself, hovering his ass over Drew's pulsing cock.

He nodded furiously and held his cock in his hand and slowly guided it to the twink's hole. His hand trembled slightly as he neared his boyfriend, the leash still held taut in Charlie's grasp. The moment the tip of Drew's cock pressed against Charlie's hole, a shudder ran through them both. The gentle pressure of the hard cock on the entrance made Charlie moan, his eyes rolling back and Drew couldn't take it anymore. He pushed his cock tip in and it slid in inch by inch with some ease, Charlie's warmth welcoming and too much to bear. For a moment, they both stilled, their eyes meeting, lips open, breathing, panting.

And then Drew started thrusting into Charlie. His thrusts are measured and deliberate. Charlie rocked against him, their bodies hungry and craving for each other.

Charlie's hands were now free to roam, to grip Drew's shoulders, to dig his nails into the hard muscle as his boyfriend's hips gained momentum. Drew's own hands explored the expanse of Charlie's back, tracing the lines of his spine, gripping the firm globes of his ass, a finger tracing his chin before pulling him closer, deeper, with each thrust.

Charlie was back to a whimpering mess again, his arms around his boyfriends neck, moaning and eyes almost teary as each thrust shook his entire frame. Drew's arms were around the smaller man, securing him against his own hips for each of his thrusts. He was kissing his boyfriend's shoulder, and then gently biting the skin as he kept fucking him with all his might.

Charlie's cries grew more frantic, his movements more erratic, and Drew knew he was close. He reached between them, wrapping his hand around Charlie's cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts.

He locked eyes with Charlie.

"Call me a good pet baby, tell me I am a good pet! "

"Fuck, you're such a good pet baby. Fuck you're making me feel so good. You're a good pet!" and one more time he tugged the collar, Drew felt his hips move on their own, his body shaking, spasming, his lips hungrily invading Charlie's. It was all Charlie needed to send him over the edge, his body tensing, a low, guttural moan escaping his lips as he came, his release painting streaks of white across Drew's chest.

Drew swallowed, his eyes locked on Charlie's flushed, ecstatic face as he rode out the waves of his orgasm under him.

"You're so fucking hot Char. Fuck."

Drew's fingers dug into the flesh of Charlie's hips. His pace quickened, the sound of their skin slapping together filling the room, his body trembled with each deep thrust.

With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep within Charlie, his own cry joining his boyfriend's as he came, filling Charlie with his seed. He shook as he pumped his load into Charlie, collapsing on him, panting, on his boyfriend's chest.

"Fuck... that was... so hot," Charlie said through his ragged breaths.

"Fuck... yeah..." Drew exhaled. His lips now hovering over Charlies, he leans in for a kiss.

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