“Yeah, I do,” he said.
“Okay,” I told him. I pressed a finger to his forehead. “Ultimate bottom,” I said.
His eyes instantly widened, and then grew woozy and dumb. He laughed, a low stupid laugh like he did when stoned.
“You still in there?” I asked. I’d never used the trigger on my boyfriend before, only clients, and I was a little worried I’d gone too far for his first time.
“Haha, yeah man,” he said. “It’s amaaaaazing.” He gave me a stupid smile and leaned up to kiss me. I kissed back, pushing my tongue into his mouth and rolling it around his.
“Now you stay here,” I told him. “You’re going to have to be naked and horny all day until I come home from work.”
“Yeah man,” he said, still with that adorable stupid smile.
“And as for this –” I grabbed his cock, which had gone rock hard as soon as he went under, “– it can’t come until I give it permission. Which I’m not gonna, not yet. You’re going to be a horny fuckslut until I let you come.”
“Yeah, haha,” he laughed, grinding his dick against my palm. “I wanna come so bad though.”
“Be a good boy and stay on the bed, and when I get home I’ll fuck what’s left of your brains out,” I said. “And maybe someday I’ll let you come. Or maybe not.”
“Okay, Daddy,” he said, thrusting his ass back and forth. Daddy? I hadn’t told him to call me that. He did it on his own. What a perfect bottom he’s going to be, I thought as I stepped out of the room, leaving him to hump the air for hours until I got back.
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