moldableclay: The KissIt was funny how a kiss could change. Three months ago their kisses had been t
moldableclay: The KissIt was funny how a kiss could change. Three months ago their kisses had been tender and passionate, just like this one, but in all other ways it had changed.After 2 years in a relationship where you had been unable to fuck, you finally broke. You loved him, but 2 tops just don’t make a right. BJs and such were fine, but could never satisfy you.Luckily your brother was there to help you out. He’d had a similar problem once and had just the solution. His psychology degree brought him no money in the traditional sense, but it provided just what you needed.You came home and claimed you’d injured yourself in your football game. As such, you’d sleep on the couch so as not to hurt yourself further while you slept. He bought I so easily. Of course in reality it was so that you wouldn’t hear what you’d replaced the white noise machine with while you slept.At the end of the week, you were starting to think that your brother had been full of it. But then, your boy came out of the shower. Being part Italian, he was naturally pretty hairy. What he walked out as was anything but. Almost no hair at all. Just a slight bit around his cock and under his arms. Barely noticeable at all. You smiled to yourself.“Do you like it?”“Looks great!” you say with a kiss. For some reason he kisses back less fiercely.You have him a week’s break from the nightly “assistance” but when work took you out of town, you made the switch once again.When you came back you of course went at each other. You started in a 69, but eventually he pulled out of your mouth and turned to more fully focus on you with his mouth while lightly stroking himself. When you finally came, he didn’t pull off like normal. Instead he swallowed every last drop, and came as he did so. Almost unbidden, you said “Good boy” when you kissed him. Instead of reacting with anger, he accepted it, the same way he accepted your kiss.Over the next several weeks, it advanced like clockwork. He’d get at least one night with the machine while you’d be elsewhere. The effects were perfect. He spent most of his time focused on your cock. Sometimes he would even forget to jerk himself. You don’t mind. You only gave him head to keep the relationship alive.You started testing the waters and playing with his ass. Weeks went by. 1 finger in, 2. Finally you just turned him over and started fucking him. He resisted only slightly before accepting it. He came when you did.Since then you’ve fucked him every night. 2 weeks ago, you held his hands and kissed him when he went to stroke his cock. “Doesn’t mine matter more?”His passive acceptance of your kiss was the only response you needed. You’ve noticed that lately he doesn’t even get as hard, nor does it look quite as big after a few weeks of inactivity. Now all he needs is a tender kiss claiming him ad your controlling cock filling him.As it should be. -- source link