Brighton, Jack by David

Author:David
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

My Tuesday evening went pretty much the way I had foreseen. The

dinner was fine, which I’m sure surprised Jake a lot more than it did me.

We fooled around in the kitchen, before during and after we ate. He

gave me the neck and shoulder rub that I asked for, and I gave him

several more short fucks up the ass during which I purposely didn’t

come. The latter, as always, was heaven on earth, his massaging skil ,

however, left plenty of room for improvement. But the fact that he was

doing it, and clearly trying to please me, was satisfying in itself.

Then we adjourned to the lounge and supposedly settled down to

watch a movie – Jake, the naked chef now completely naked, the apron

discarded having played its part. We sat on the sheepskin rug with me

leaning against the sofa, Jake between my legs, held in my arms. But

we didn’t catch much of the movie – both of us were too high on the

interaction of the night, too hungry for each other after the food hunger

had been sated. I fucked him again on the rug, taking him from a variety

of different positions before banging into him hard with Jake on his back,

giving him permission to come along with me.

Al in al I thought it was a very satisfactory start to our experimental

week!

Wednesday is another of Jake’s swimming nights. I was conscious of

this and had my answer ready when he asked over breakfast if he was

al owed to go. I told him that I insisted. I wanted to make it clear that by

formalising roles, he wouldn’t be prevented from doing the things that he

liked. Of course after the trial he could simply request these things as

boundaries to be set, and even if that meant only a half baked

enslavement, I would respect his limits rather than try to force the issue.

But I thought it best to underline the point that I would give these things

anyway – that a ful er enslavement would not see him deprived –

instead, like his beer on that Monday evening, his pleasures would be al

the better for being granted rather than taken.

Having Jake busy for a while also gave me the opportunity to nip into

Soho once I’d finished work, so I could do a little shopping! I made sure I

was home before Jake got back. I didn’t want him to suspect anything.

Of course now he was expecting some novel scenario in the evening, so

my plan was to unsettle him by appearing to upset that routine before it

got underway. I was slouched in front of the television watching some

sport when Jake came home, dressed in his usual gear – baggy jeans

and tee-shirt. He works for a smal IT company doing graphic design,

and they’re not fussed about formal dress, so he can get away with

almost anything. I wondered if I might put that to the test before the

week was out!

“Hi Jake. Good swim?”

“Yes... Sir.”

He stil was unsure about using the title. During sex it worked fine if I

was smacking him or being forceful. When I gave him an order it felt

okay as wel , but in normal conversation it was a little contrived.

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