Stephen - Sean Michael Page 0,66

I can feel you needing me.”

“And you need me. It’s the bond. It’s the power of our love and matehood. There’s nothing to be ashamed of. But you mustn’t touch, and I want to not only make it easier for you to obey but not have to punish you as well.”

Stephen held on tight, but there was satisfaction, deep down. “I’m a little nervous. Is that okay?”

“Of course it’s okay. Whatever you feel is valid, and this is something entirely new. I think it’s only natural to be nervous. But you trust in me to do right by you.”

“I do. I trust you. More than anything.”

He kissed Stephen for that. “Let’s do this in the bedroom.” So it would be easy to cuddle his boy when the potion took effect. It would be fairly traumatic the first time, he imagined.

“Okay…” Stephen couldn’t decide whether he felt stressed or aroused, Champ could tell.

He nuzzled his boy, sliding his cheek along Stephen’s and licking at the sensitive flesh behind his boy’s earlobe. He could tip the scales in favor of arousal.

“Is-is it going to hurt?” Stephen moaned, the sound so soft.

“No, no pain. It will shrink your cock, though. So you have to be ready to see that. It lasts only twenty-four hours though.” They would be able to play tomorrow evening after his boy returned home. In the meantime, the little cock would fit perfectly in a pretty cage.

“That isn’t possible, is it?”

“Magic, remember?” Eventually such things would be a matter of course to his boy as they were for him.

“Magic. Right.” Stephen held him like he was afraid to move away.

“I think this is like me being a dragon. You’ll believe it when you see it.” He stood and wriggled until his jeans fell right off, then he carried his boy with him as he headed to the bedroom.

“I want to promise I’ll be good so you don’t have to do this.”

“Stephen, my dear boy, we’ve tried that and you failed. You don’t like punishments. This is the best solution. Besides, I think you’ll grow to love it.” And Stephen lusted after the loss of control, after the idea of handing himself over. He knew his boy well enough now that he knew this would be something his boy would crave, even when they didn’t have to be apart.

He laid Stephen on the bed and stripped his clothing off, then removed Stephen’s T-shirt.

Stephen shivered, wrapping his arms around himself and holding on.

“If you look on the nightstand, you’ll see a lovely glass bottle.” He thought his boy would appreciate the artisanal work.

“Oh. Oh, that’s gorgeous. Seriously. It’s a work of art.”

“It is, isn’t it? It’s a beautiful addition to any room.” He slid a finger along it as if he were touching his boy.

“Do you know its provenance?”

“France made it. Berny does the magic potions, France makes amazing glassware.”

“Wow. Wow. I wonder…I have some ideas for glass in my art work.”

“Then you should get together with France. He’s a master. They even have a room with a kiln and an oven in their apartments. It’s fascinating.”

“It’s like…it is magic, isn’t it? This. Us.”

“It is. We are mated after all.” He sat on the side of the bed, and slid his fingers along his boy’s belly.

“Mated.” Stephen’s eyelids went heavy.

“Yes. Are you ready now, boy, to discover the next thing together?” Frankly, he was excited.

“I don’t think I am, but I believe in you.”

He chuckled. “I’ll take it.” Grabbing the vial, he brought it over and opened the lid. He sniffed. There wasn’t really an odor.

“If you get it in your nose, will your sinuses stop working?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t ask about its usage on other body parts.” It had never occurred to him to.

“Be careful sniffing, then.”

He chuckled. “Well, it does only last twenty-four hours for every drop used. And you can still have orgasms, but your cock will be smaller. It should also be more sensitive when I touch it.” Bernie had said so.

“Do we have to talk about it?”

“Not at all. Let’s just do it.” He was perfectly fine with that.

“Okay.” Stephen squeezed his eyes shut.

“I think you should watch, boy.” He needed Stephen to be aware of how he was putting control out of his own hands and into Champ’s.

“Daddy…” Stephen opened his eyes and closed them right away.

“I know you’d rather I just do it and get it over with, but that’s not going to happen. I want you to watch.” He grabbed hold of