until the sub started to fight his hold from lack of oxygen. Cody clenched his hole right before Ford eased his grip.
That was Ford’s undoing. He let out an unbridled roar as the orgasm ripped through him. His vision dimmed as if he were the one in a chokehold. The climax nearly made his knees buckle. He pinched Cody’s nipple while letting go of his neck entirely. The boy yipped with the pain, then slumped against him, his breaths coming out in harsh pants. As the orgasm receded and sanity returned, he held the boy tightly. Using a fistful of hair, he turned Cody’s head to dip down and kiss him. He’d intended to make it light, reassuring. Instead, he devoured that mouth, fucking him with his tongue because his dick was too spent.
Eventually, he had to let them both up for air. He gave the sub a lazy smile. “I think we can both sleep now.”
* * * *
Cody woke to the pressure of something large stretching his hole. He smiled, knowing it was Master Ford. After the wonderful scene the Dom had led him through, he’d been carried into the man’s bed and tucked in beside him. Cody couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so well. Far from resenting the sudden awakening, he pushed back to slide the dick in quicker. Ford groaned in his ear and reached around to clasp Cody’s cock. He’d forgotten that the Dom had liberated it before they’d fallen asleep. There’d been no orgasm for Cody, of course, but he hadn’t cared. The beating had left him limp and satiated. Knowing that he’d provided Master Ford with a willing vessel had been satisfaction enough.
Now though, his dick was hard, and he feared he’d come from the first few tugs. Master Ford wisely didn’t allow that. He strangled Cody’s cock at its base at the moment when he was on the verge of losing it. Doms were so clever, always knowing a sub’s weaknesses before they did. With a strong leg flung over Cody’s to anchor him, Master Ford drilled his ass with long, steady strokes. Each pass of that thick shaft sent sparks of pleasure. Cody couldn’t help moaning and trying to impale his ass on the dick when it receded.
“Steady, boy. I set the pace.” To emphasize the rebuke, Master Ford gripped Cody’s balls and tugged them down tautly.
Cody cried out and turned to bite the pillow. He fisted his hand that lay on the bed while clenching the Dom’s steely arm with his other one. The pain spiked as the man increased the pressure. It felt like his balls were going to be ripped off. Tears leaked past his closed eyes and he panted with the effort to maintain control. His need to come intensified with the mild torture. And suddenly he lost it, his dick swelling and jerking as he came. He convulsed and made a mewling sound, disappointed in himself, but the Master merely chuckled, his breath tickling Cody’s ear. Then the man slammed his dick in so deep that Cody swore he could feel it punch against his abdomen. He tightened his hole to give Master Ford an extra boost.
“Fuck yeah. That’s it, boy. Nice, tight hole, greedy for my dick.”
At a loss for words, Cody could only keep spasming his hole to milk the cock and cling to the large hand that was now coated with his cum.
It was over far too quickly, and he felt bereft when Master Ford pulled out. But the man took the time to turn him over and kiss him sweetly. Cody opened his eyes and stared at him. For once, he didn’t avert his gaze.
“Thank you.”
Master Ford’s expression softened. “For what?”
“Everything.” He wanted to say more, yet failed to find the right words.
“You never have to thank a Dom for taking care of you, Cody. It was entirely my pleasure and my honor.” He grimaced. “Now, it’s time to get up. Go take a shower while I fix breakfast.”
“Oh, let me do that.”
The man was already pulling away from him. “No, you’re my guest. I, ah, brought your backpack up. It’s on the chair in the corner over there. After we eat, I’ll take you to Gage.”
Master Ford disappeared into the attached bathroom, giving Cody a fleeting view of his muscular ass and long, hard legs. The reminder of Cody’s Dom, though, colored whatever joy lingered over their fucking. Guilt swamped him. He hadn’t thought of Master Gage once since