Page 2 of Dark Seduction

Chapter 2

Cole

The weeks I’d beenwith Daniel had been beautiful and exhilarating, not to mention it taxed my body. I’d never had that kind of workout where every muscle was strained and used when I agreed to switch with Daniel. Many times I’d just lie there, and let Daniel do all the work with his masterful fingers. He’d insert one inside me when I was on all fours, and he’d wear his mask where he’d pretend he was a stranger. That would turn me on, and he’d work my hole until I had cum dripping slowly on to the bed, because he’d enjoyed this as much as I did. He knew just how to work his finger to have me offer up drips of cum before complete ejaculation.

Now it was my turn to pleasure him, and I didn’t know if I was up to the task of whipping his ass until it was raw, fucking his gloriously tight hole, and then taking care of him afterwards. I just took it for granted when Daniel had done these things for me that it was no big deal.

But it was because he’d mastered his moves and here I was trying to learn. But not today because today I had to go into work, and today would be the first time we would be parted since Daniel and I have been back together. We hadn’t been apart since those two years, and I didn’t want that to ever happen again, and I dreaded being away from him for a few hours.

Since I was back staying with Daniel, and I had all those boxes unpacked, I offered Sidney my place so we could have some time together. We wanted to walk around in the nude and have the pleasure of screaming ‘fuck me’ to each other, and other obscenities that turned us on.

When I strolled out of the shower, I heard, “Cole, breakfast is ready.” I’d smelled the aroma of burnt toast mixed with coffee when it caught my nostrils.

Sauntering into the kitchen, I smiled and leaned and kissed Daniel, who had on one of those old-time aprons that covered his chest and cock, but little else. And on top of his head a chef’s hat. When I leaned back, I smiled.

“I burnt the toast,” he said, raising his eyebrows and biting his bottom lip, looking more apologetic than he should have. The idea that he could cook and look upset because he couldn’t give me something that appeared perfect made me appreciate I had someone like him.

“It doesn’t matter, baby. I’m just glad you didn’t burn any of the important parts. I glanced down and palmed his cock. “You know you shouldn’t cook nude.”

Daniel placed his palms over the front of his apron and smiled. “I saw this somewhere and I thought it would be a great way to start our lives.”

“It is a great way, but honey, I’d rather have you, and the sausage uncooked, than to have the family jewels fried to a crisp. Think about what that would have done to our lives.” I placed my hands over his apron and palmed his cock. He glanced up and I winked.

“I get it, you won’t get the full Monty with your breakfast ever again.”

“There are more ways to give me the full Monty if you know what I mean.”

After drinking my coffee, I leaned to kiss him between the burnt toast and the eggs over easy. I had a few minutes to spend with Daniel before my car arrived. When I stood, Daniel stood with me, and before he could stop me I went to my knees. “Oh no, you can’t do this. You have to look your best on your first day at the office—”

“Let me worry about how I look. I want you to think about me all day, and when you meet all those handsome men at your lounge, I need your cock to quiver for only me.” I glanced up at Daniel. He was a handsome man of thirty-something, and he could have gotten any man he wanted when I left and didn’t tell him what had happened, but he didn’t. He waited for me. He said he would have waited a lifetime if he had to. I had become jealous of him, because he appeared so excitingly handsome in those years I’d been gone that I could kick myself for being such a dick, and not trying to secure someone like him with just a text or phone call. He was a better man than me, and I knew it.

Maybe now I could be a better man to him.

Daniel had that look about him as being dark and serious, and as much as men liked to deny that they didn’t like the quiet serious type, and they wouldn’t engage in sadomasochistic behavior, theywouldunder the right circumstances, and with a man like Daniel, whose body alone was a calling card, and the way he enjoyed inflicting and receiving pain, and who took good care of his submissives, men wouldn’t easily turn him down. And the only way they didn’t was because he’d never put himself out there. He waited for me, and I wanted to let him know that Iwoulddo anything for him.

I raised his apron and squeezed his balls, and his head swung back. I felt his body shiver and his cock rose instantaneously. With my free hand, I reached for his length, glanced at its fullness and precum leaking from his slit, and opened my mouth. At the sight of his milky substance, I pulled and tightened my fist around his heavy cock, brought it to my lips, passed the head over them, opened my eager mouth wide, and Daniel’s hips shot forward plunging into my waiting mouth.

He raked his fingers through my hair, then securing strands, tightened his hand in my hair where he pulled it and moaned with pleasure. He’d fallen into his original role of Master, and I was his submissive again, and we both seemed to enjoy our past roles. I knew I did. I’d have to speak to him about it later.

Maybe we could experiment to see what we both enjoyed.

He reached for my shoulders, and pushed and pulled me according to his pleasure. “If you don’t give me what I want, I’m going to punish you, honey.” I grabbed his cheeks and opened them, and without prep or lubricant of any kind, I shoved two fingers into his hole and pulled out, then shoved them in again as I sucked and licked his swollen cock’s head, growing larger and harder inside my mouth. He fucked my mouth in abandon as he groaned from one of my hands on his balls squeezing tightly, and my other lodged deep inside him.

When he lunged his length down my throat, and pulled out only to push deeper down my throat, my fingers pushed in, and then pulled out of his tight ring with it squeezing and holding my fingers, where I could feel his hole breathing in and breathing out, then tightening around my fingers as I plunged deeper, turning and circling around his insides massaging his prostate as I explored his body to the fullest.

I pulled my fingers out, and with my palm I slapped his ass cheeks hard, at the same time tightening my grip on his sac. I didn’t hear his safe word, but I heard his muffled voice say, “Harder, baby. Give me all you’ve got. I can take it.” When I squeezed his dick and slapped his ass at the same time and then plunged my fingers into him, I tasted his salty cum. His body relaxed and then his cum gushed into my mouth.

Daniel threw his head back, blew out a large breath, then he said breathlessly, “That will keep me until tonight.”

Daniel quickly retrieved me from my knees, found one cloth to wipe my mouth and face. I cleaned my hands before I left, knowing I would be late for my first day back to the job I thought I would love.

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