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Trent and Dominic in the garden, takes place after this
The gardens were mysterious and lush in the soft shadowed light of the moon. Dom's heart beats madly as he scouts out possible spots to display himself for his man. Somewhere where the moonlight was strong enough but also where it was private yet not too private. Finding the perfect spot, where the grass was lush and slightly chilled through the knees of his pants as he kneels down and spreads his legs far, sitting back on his heels.
The moon's glow seems to cast a spot light on this section and Dom shivers again as he slowly opens Trent's coat, pulling the edges back from his skin. His knit top brushes along the tip of his cock making him moan as he leaks another drop of pre-cum. He can't resist looking down to see his cock so outrageously swollen from the night's endless teasing. His flesh jutting out hard and high, veins rigidly pulsing, the tip shiny in the bluish light. His clothing and Trent's coat, being black, seem to absorb all the light until all of Dom is reduced to this, this needy cock, this basic self. Hearing Trent approaching, he sits back again, letting his back arch and his hips jut forward. Ready for his man, his Rez.
Trent walks to his boy, looking around to see if anyone else is about. He wants at least a few moments to enjoy his boy in private. He stands in front of him, taking care not to keep the moonlight from shining on him. "My lovely boy." Trent whispers. "What a gift you are to me. Is that for me? A present for your man? That cock, so hard, so needy, weeping with want. Does my boy want to beg his man to be allowed to touch his cock, to slowly stroke himself for his man's pleasure?" He steps to him. "Let your lips feel how much you have pleased your man. Kiss me thru my pants, beg sweet enough, and you may have permission to touch yourself."
Dom shivers at Trent's voice and lifts his face to press his lips against the dark leather of his man's pants. The black leather should be cool but it's like a furnace, holding his man's heat and musky smell. Dom opens his mouth and kisses deeply letting his lips shape around the rock hard cock under the leather. Panting, he sits back again looking up at his man. His voice rough from need stumbles then gains strength as Dom begs his man to let him find release. No ego, no embarrassment, no shame, no guilt. Driven only by a need to please Trent, to show his man just how much his boy needs to please and in doing so find more pleasure himself than he thought possible.
"This boy's cock is so hard thinking about his man. He remembers his man's mouth on his cock taking him deep, how wet and hot his man's mouth was as he sucked and hummed around this boy's cock. This boy would like to show his man, his Rez, how this boy likes his cock to be touched. How this boy would like his man to make him cum later. Please let this boy show his man, Rez. Please let this boy, show you how much this boy needs to touch himself so he can cum for his man."
Dropping to his knees in front of his boy, Trent tangles his hand in Dominic's hair and draws him into a hard kiss. Pulling away, he moves back, letting the moonlight once again bathe his boy. "Show your man, my boy. Please your man by pleasuring yourself. Knowing that your man is watching you, memorizing how you look. That at any moment someone could come by and see my boy, and wish to have him for their own. Make the night jealous that my boy belongs to me."
Dom thrusts two fingers into his mouth slowly, than suckles them getting them wet with his saliva. Thrusting in and out several times, he moans softly, wishing he was sucking Trent's fingers. Fingers that would be used to prepare his entrance for his man's hard cock. Watching Trent's hot gaze among his shadowed face, Dom trails his hand down his chest to his belly, panting slightly at the first brush of his wet fingers through the knit. He avoids touching his tip at first, instead moving to the base and slipping his fingers back up along the vein ridging the underside. Dom bites hard at his lip, his fingers twitching to simply grab hard and stroke fast and hard.
He reaches the tip again, and lets just one finger dip to touch the slit where his pre-cum is weeping. His hips thrust in reaction and his teeth break through his skin as he forces himself back into control. "Rez, this boy's cock is weeping for you. Your boy thinks about how his man's tongue might lick just here, lick and taste how much his boy wants him."
"Would my boy like that?" Trent's voice is lower as he crawls forward, mouth hovering over Dominic's cock. He blows on it, watching it jump in response and hearing his boy's groan. Eyes locked on Dominic's face, he moves down and gives the head of his cock a quick swipe with his tongue. Then moves up and licks the blood from his boy's chin. "My boy's essence in one taste, his blood and his cum. For his man. A true gift." Moving back, he sits back down. "Continue, my boy."
Gasping, Dominic licks his lip tasting his man and himself there together as slides his hand back down and cups his tight aching balls, he rolls them softly at first, then harder, pulling them a bit as he bites back a whimper and his thighs shake. His eyes never leave Trent's and he gasps out. "This boy thinks of his man's hands on his balls. His man knowing just how hard this boy likes his balls to be kneaded. How he will groan when his man, scratches with his nail just so behind his balls." Dominic repeats this with his hand and groans loudly, his cock leaking another drop for his man.
He finally moves his hand around his shaft, hissing softly at how much harder this is going to be once he really wraps his hand tighter and starts stroking. Another helpless arch of his back and he almost has to let go of his grip. No! Must show Rez. Must show my man. Do this right for him.
"So beautiful, my boy. Don't hold back if you can't. This will not be the only time you please your man this way. There will be more. You will not disappoint me if this time is short. How can you? To know what I am doing to you, just by watching you. For this time, you have my permission not to hold back. To let your orgasm hit you when it will. But you will ask before cumming."
"Oh Rez, I do want to show you. This boy is so close to cumming, cumming so hard for you. Your boy will show you what he likes." Dom strokes once firmly up, avoiding the too sensitive tip. He knows his hand must look so white against the dark crimson of his engorged cock. Like someone else's hand, like his man's hand. Dom can feel his balls pulling high and tight to his body. He grits his teeth and his head lolls back to one side showing his man the muscled chord and swollen veins of his neck that mark how much effort he has to make to stay in control. Dominic begins to slide and pull his hand along his shaft, letting himself reach all the way to the tip to gather the slickness there. Unknowingly, he is constantly moaning softly with each stroke, "my man, my man, my Rez." He strokes himself faster, watching with dazed eyes to see how his man likes this. But too soon, it just becomes too much and Dom cries out, "Rez! Your boy needs to cum. Please let your boy cum for you!"
Trent's eyes flick from Dominic's face, to the hand on his cock, committing each detail to memory. His heart nearly stops when he hears his boy call for him as he nears release. "Cum for me, my boy. Show your man how you wish to please him. Cum for me NOW!" The last is growled out as Trent leans forward.
Frantically, Dom's hand speeds up as he adds a twist just at the tip that drags his nail slightly against the edge. Whimpering, he manages only three erratic strokes before his back arches and he screams hoarsely, "REZ!" His eyes losing focus even as he tries to watch his man.
Trent moves forward, pulling his boy's hand away and taking his cock into his mouth, swallowing the offering his boy has made to him. Not spilling a drop, he pulls back just in time to catch Dominic as his body falls limply to the ground. Placing him gently down, he quickly cleans him before lying next to him, wrapping his arms around him. He kisses his cheek, whispering in his ear. "My sweet boy, thank you for this. For calling out for me as you pleasured yourself. Your man is pleased beyound words at what his boy has done for him."
"Gods Rez! You make this boy cum so hard every time. Every time, you make him feel so good, so safe, so fucking right." Dom turns his head to kiss his man fiercely, rejoicing in tasting himself within his man. "Ah, just let me lie here for a minute. You make your boy want to give you everything he has. Your boy is so happy you let him play with you tonight and that you like his friends." Dominic kisses Rez again over and over, smiling at him between each kiss.
"That is because my boy is all of those things. So good, so safe and so fucking right." Trent smiles back at him. "I want my boy to be happy, to know how he pleases me. And I love to play with my boy. Take all the time you wish, Dominic." He leans forward to whisper in his ear. "After all, this is more for my boy tonight. His reward for being good."
Grinning, Dom laughs up at his man, so beautiful and exotic in this light. "Yes, your boy hasn't forgotten what you promised him for being good. Your boy is hoping that you will fuck him so hard and so good after you spank him." Nipping at Trent's lip, he adds. "Your boy has been hoping that his man will ride him for a long time after his spanking. His man's cock in so deep when his man cums inside this boy."
"Then this man will, for his boy. For so long. Does my boy wish it to be like the first time, tied down to my bed, unable to move? Shall I put a cock ring on you, so you needn't worry about cumming til your man says? Or...should we stop at your room first and get the video Fish must have made of you. Shall I learn what was done to your nipples that you liked so?" His hand is under Dom's shirt, circling a nipple. "Would this boy like to watch his man see that video?"
Stroking Trent's face lightly, Dom whispers softly, "I want to show you Fish's video of your boy but I’m planning something special. Will it please you to wait for your boy to finish those plans?" Dom watches Trent for his response. "Tonight I want you to put a cock ring on your boy because he will need it to be able to let his man ride him long. He will be so hard and ready after his spanking that when his man's cock comes in him, he might come without one. And this boy wants to be over your knee. His hands tied by his man's feet."
"Then I will wait to see what my boy has planned. It will make the viewing that much sweeter." Trent kisses his boy. "And I will put the cock ring on you, so you can concentrate on all that I am doing to you. I did promise to put you over my knee, didn't I? How would you like to be tied? With rope? Cuffed maybe? The belt of my robe again? I need to start buying things, to be used only on my boy. Would you like that? Things no one else will wear or touch except you. In a special box by my bed, so I can look at it and think of my boy."
Dom can't fight the moan that escapes him. "It would please this boy so much to have a special box in his man's room. One that his man could look in and think about his boy and ways to play with his boy." Thinking about it, Dom adds "I like being tied with your robe belt. Knowing you wear it after a shower. That my man has touched it and it has wrapped around my man."
"Then I will. Tie you like I did before. Course, I would need a reason to have my robe, like after a shower. Or a bath. Can this man ask his boy to tend to him during a bath? Would he like to do that for his man? My tub is big enough for both this man and his boy. And the shower head has proven to be of use in the past."
"It would please this boy very much to wash his man. Can your boy please help you to wash before his spanking? And this boy would wish that his man might do whatever he wants to his boy in the bath including this shower head if his man wants." Dom pushes his hips against Trent's so the other man can feel his awakening cock.
"Yes this boy can. But we must wait yet, there is still the party. And more of my boy's friends if he wishes. I want everyone to see my boy with me." Reluctantly he helps his boy to his feet, making sure his clothes are arranged right, but leaving his coat on him. He curls his arm around Dominic's waist, pulling him close. "Tomorrow, all of Palace will be talking about the party and how wonderful it was. And in the next breath will be the words..."And did you see Dom and Trent together?" Trent smiles at his boy. "Let's make sure as many people as possible know it wasn't Dominic and Trent. But my boy and his man."
The gardens were mysterious and lush in the soft shadowed light of the moon. Dom's heart beats madly as he scouts out possible spots to display himself for his man. Somewhere where the moonlight was strong enough but also where it was private yet not too private. Finding the perfect spot, where the grass was lush and slightly chilled through the knees of his pants as he kneels down and spreads his legs far, sitting back on his heels.
The moon's glow seems to cast a spot light on this section and Dom shivers again as he slowly opens Trent's coat, pulling the edges back from his skin. His knit top brushes along the tip of his cock making him moan as he leaks another drop of pre-cum. He can't resist looking down to see his cock so outrageously swollen from the night's endless teasing. His flesh jutting out hard and high, veins rigidly pulsing, the tip shiny in the bluish light. His clothing and Trent's coat, being black, seem to absorb all the light until all of Dom is reduced to this, this needy cock, this basic self. Hearing Trent approaching, he sits back again, letting his back arch and his hips jut forward. Ready for his man, his Rez.
Trent walks to his boy, looking around to see if anyone else is about. He wants at least a few moments to enjoy his boy in private. He stands in front of him, taking care not to keep the moonlight from shining on him. "My lovely boy." Trent whispers. "What a gift you are to me. Is that for me? A present for your man? That cock, so hard, so needy, weeping with want. Does my boy want to beg his man to be allowed to touch his cock, to slowly stroke himself for his man's pleasure?" He steps to him. "Let your lips feel how much you have pleased your man. Kiss me thru my pants, beg sweet enough, and you may have permission to touch yourself."
Dom shivers at Trent's voice and lifts his face to press his lips against the dark leather of his man's pants. The black leather should be cool but it's like a furnace, holding his man's heat and musky smell. Dom opens his mouth and kisses deeply letting his lips shape around the rock hard cock under the leather. Panting, he sits back again looking up at his man. His voice rough from need stumbles then gains strength as Dom begs his man to let him find release. No ego, no embarrassment, no shame, no guilt. Driven only by a need to please Trent, to show his man just how much his boy needs to please and in doing so find more pleasure himself than he thought possible.
"This boy's cock is so hard thinking about his man. He remembers his man's mouth on his cock taking him deep, how wet and hot his man's mouth was as he sucked and hummed around this boy's cock. This boy would like to show his man, his Rez, how this boy likes his cock to be touched. How this boy would like his man to make him cum later. Please let this boy show his man, Rez. Please let this boy, show you how much this boy needs to touch himself so he can cum for his man."
Dropping to his knees in front of his boy, Trent tangles his hand in Dominic's hair and draws him into a hard kiss. Pulling away, he moves back, letting the moonlight once again bathe his boy. "Show your man, my boy. Please your man by pleasuring yourself. Knowing that your man is watching you, memorizing how you look. That at any moment someone could come by and see my boy, and wish to have him for their own. Make the night jealous that my boy belongs to me."
Dom thrusts two fingers into his mouth slowly, than suckles them getting them wet with his saliva. Thrusting in and out several times, he moans softly, wishing he was sucking Trent's fingers. Fingers that would be used to prepare his entrance for his man's hard cock. Watching Trent's hot gaze among his shadowed face, Dom trails his hand down his chest to his belly, panting slightly at the first brush of his wet fingers through the knit. He avoids touching his tip at first, instead moving to the base and slipping his fingers back up along the vein ridging the underside. Dom bites hard at his lip, his fingers twitching to simply grab hard and stroke fast and hard.
He reaches the tip again, and lets just one finger dip to touch the slit where his pre-cum is weeping. His hips thrust in reaction and his teeth break through his skin as he forces himself back into control. "Rez, this boy's cock is weeping for you. Your boy thinks about how his man's tongue might lick just here, lick and taste how much his boy wants him."
"Would my boy like that?" Trent's voice is lower as he crawls forward, mouth hovering over Dominic's cock. He blows on it, watching it jump in response and hearing his boy's groan. Eyes locked on Dominic's face, he moves down and gives the head of his cock a quick swipe with his tongue. Then moves up and licks the blood from his boy's chin. "My boy's essence in one taste, his blood and his cum. For his man. A true gift." Moving back, he sits back down. "Continue, my boy."
Gasping, Dominic licks his lip tasting his man and himself there together as slides his hand back down and cups his tight aching balls, he rolls them softly at first, then harder, pulling them a bit as he bites back a whimper and his thighs shake. His eyes never leave Trent's and he gasps out. "This boy thinks of his man's hands on his balls. His man knowing just how hard this boy likes his balls to be kneaded. How he will groan when his man, scratches with his nail just so behind his balls." Dominic repeats this with his hand and groans loudly, his cock leaking another drop for his man.
He finally moves his hand around his shaft, hissing softly at how much harder this is going to be once he really wraps his hand tighter and starts stroking. Another helpless arch of his back and he almost has to let go of his grip. No! Must show Rez. Must show my man. Do this right for him.
"So beautiful, my boy. Don't hold back if you can't. This will not be the only time you please your man this way. There will be more. You will not disappoint me if this time is short. How can you? To know what I am doing to you, just by watching you. For this time, you have my permission not to hold back. To let your orgasm hit you when it will. But you will ask before cumming."
"Oh Rez, I do want to show you. This boy is so close to cumming, cumming so hard for you. Your boy will show you what he likes." Dom strokes once firmly up, avoiding the too sensitive tip. He knows his hand must look so white against the dark crimson of his engorged cock. Like someone else's hand, like his man's hand. Dom can feel his balls pulling high and tight to his body. He grits his teeth and his head lolls back to one side showing his man the muscled chord and swollen veins of his neck that mark how much effort he has to make to stay in control. Dominic begins to slide and pull his hand along his shaft, letting himself reach all the way to the tip to gather the slickness there. Unknowingly, he is constantly moaning softly with each stroke, "my man, my man, my Rez." He strokes himself faster, watching with dazed eyes to see how his man likes this. But too soon, it just becomes too much and Dom cries out, "Rez! Your boy needs to cum. Please let your boy cum for you!"
Trent's eyes flick from Dominic's face, to the hand on his cock, committing each detail to memory. His heart nearly stops when he hears his boy call for him as he nears release. "Cum for me, my boy. Show your man how you wish to please him. Cum for me NOW!" The last is growled out as Trent leans forward.
Frantically, Dom's hand speeds up as he adds a twist just at the tip that drags his nail slightly against the edge. Whimpering, he manages only three erratic strokes before his back arches and he screams hoarsely, "REZ!" His eyes losing focus even as he tries to watch his man.
Trent moves forward, pulling his boy's hand away and taking his cock into his mouth, swallowing the offering his boy has made to him. Not spilling a drop, he pulls back just in time to catch Dominic as his body falls limply to the ground. Placing him gently down, he quickly cleans him before lying next to him, wrapping his arms around him. He kisses his cheek, whispering in his ear. "My sweet boy, thank you for this. For calling out for me as you pleasured yourself. Your man is pleased beyound words at what his boy has done for him."
"Gods Rez! You make this boy cum so hard every time. Every time, you make him feel so good, so safe, so fucking right." Dom turns his head to kiss his man fiercely, rejoicing in tasting himself within his man. "Ah, just let me lie here for a minute. You make your boy want to give you everything he has. Your boy is so happy you let him play with you tonight and that you like his friends." Dominic kisses Rez again over and over, smiling at him between each kiss.
"That is because my boy is all of those things. So good, so safe and so fucking right." Trent smiles back at him. "I want my boy to be happy, to know how he pleases me. And I love to play with my boy. Take all the time you wish, Dominic." He leans forward to whisper in his ear. "After all, this is more for my boy tonight. His reward for being good."
Grinning, Dom laughs up at his man, so beautiful and exotic in this light. "Yes, your boy hasn't forgotten what you promised him for being good. Your boy is hoping that you will fuck him so hard and so good after you spank him." Nipping at Trent's lip, he adds. "Your boy has been hoping that his man will ride him for a long time after his spanking. His man's cock in so deep when his man cums inside this boy."
"Then this man will, for his boy. For so long. Does my boy wish it to be like the first time, tied down to my bed, unable to move? Shall I put a cock ring on you, so you needn't worry about cumming til your man says? Or...should we stop at your room first and get the video Fish must have made of you. Shall I learn what was done to your nipples that you liked so?" His hand is under Dom's shirt, circling a nipple. "Would this boy like to watch his man see that video?"
Stroking Trent's face lightly, Dom whispers softly, "I want to show you Fish's video of your boy but I’m planning something special. Will it please you to wait for your boy to finish those plans?" Dom watches Trent for his response. "Tonight I want you to put a cock ring on your boy because he will need it to be able to let his man ride him long. He will be so hard and ready after his spanking that when his man's cock comes in him, he might come without one. And this boy wants to be over your knee. His hands tied by his man's feet."
"Then I will wait to see what my boy has planned. It will make the viewing that much sweeter." Trent kisses his boy. "And I will put the cock ring on you, so you can concentrate on all that I am doing to you. I did promise to put you over my knee, didn't I? How would you like to be tied? With rope? Cuffed maybe? The belt of my robe again? I need to start buying things, to be used only on my boy. Would you like that? Things no one else will wear or touch except you. In a special box by my bed, so I can look at it and think of my boy."
Dom can't fight the moan that escapes him. "It would please this boy so much to have a special box in his man's room. One that his man could look in and think about his boy and ways to play with his boy." Thinking about it, Dom adds "I like being tied with your robe belt. Knowing you wear it after a shower. That my man has touched it and it has wrapped around my man."
"Then I will. Tie you like I did before. Course, I would need a reason to have my robe, like after a shower. Or a bath. Can this man ask his boy to tend to him during a bath? Would he like to do that for his man? My tub is big enough for both this man and his boy. And the shower head has proven to be of use in the past."
"It would please this boy very much to wash his man. Can your boy please help you to wash before his spanking? And this boy would wish that his man might do whatever he wants to his boy in the bath including this shower head if his man wants." Dom pushes his hips against Trent's so the other man can feel his awakening cock.
"Yes this boy can. But we must wait yet, there is still the party. And more of my boy's friends if he wishes. I want everyone to see my boy with me." Reluctantly he helps his boy to his feet, making sure his clothes are arranged right, but leaving his coat on him. He curls his arm around Dominic's waist, pulling him close. "Tomorrow, all of Palace will be talking about the party and how wonderful it was. And in the next breath will be the words..."And did you see Dom and Trent together?" Trent smiles at his boy. "Let's make sure as many people as possible know it wasn't Dominic and Trent. But my boy and his man."