Thanks for all the feedback! The story finally heats up here. I anticipate another chapter or two after this one—we'll see how it unfolds for Tom and Ben.
Tom and Ben had dated for a full month and had grown closer. They enjoyed each other's company and made one another laugh. Tom taught Ben about his taste in the bedroom and Ben—eager to please—was more than happy to learn how to make his man happy.
So on their one month anniversary, Tom decided that it was time to move past mutual blow jobs and rubbing their cocks together. He had increased teasing Ben's virgin ass with his fingers and two nights ago, rimmed the sub into an orgasm so powerful, he almost passed out.
Tom was ready to claim Ben as his. And that meant being inside him. Tom was a highly sexual dominant top and he intended to fuck Ben as often as possible. He was also a very ethical man and had no tolerance for cheating. In some ways, he was just an old fashioned guy who happened to be gay. He treated Ben with the utmost respect. And he was ready to dominate the younger man completely.
Ben was naturally eager to please. He found himself increasingly attached to the older man, thinking about ways to pleasure him great and small. He frequently texted during the day, always called him, "Sir," and made sure Tom had mind blowing orgasms whenever they got together. He was startled by how much deep pleasure it gave him to please Tom.
Tom's bed was a full king—he was a tall man and liked the extra space. The truth was, his bed had been empty since Jeremy died. Tonight, it would once again have two men in it. And Tom was almost beside himself all day with anticipation.
After dinner, the two undressed one another in the bedroom.
"Ben," Tom said in an authoritative voice as his hard cock pointed out from his body. "I want you. I want to feel all of you. I think you know how much I care about you," he said tenderly, as he held Ben's wrist, the one with the bracelet he bought on their first date. "I want to make love to you. And I want to fuck you into next Tuesday. I'll be gentle at first and get you ready. Are you ready for me to be inside you?"
Ben felt himself tearing up. No one would every believe he was not a crier before he met Tom. But something about the stronger, sensitive older man made him melt. A tear fell from his eye.
"Yes Sir," Ben replied. "Please. I need you. Please. Mark me. Make me yours." He lifted his legs into the air to show his beautiful, pink pucker winking at Tom. What he hadn't told Tom was that on the nights since they'd started dating that they hadn't been together, Ben had been attempting to train his ass to take Tom's cock. He wasn't sure he could do it—but he was damn well going to try!
Tom smiled with a devilish grin. "Good boy," he said as he leaned over and kissed Ben passionately. He took his tongue and dragged it down his boy's body, stopping at the nipples and biting them hard enough to make Ben squeal; down to Ben's stomach, past his cock, to run it along Ben's pert taint. As he slid his tongue inside Ben's eager hole, Tom firmly massaged Ben's ass and had his boy moaning loudly in no time.
After a few minutes of getting Ben hotter and hotter, Tom slipped his forefinger into Ben's willing ass. It was a big uncomfortable at first, but when Tom hit Ben's prostate, Ben cried out spontaneously, "Oh God! Oh God!"
Tom smiled wickedly. "You like that boy?" He asked as he slipped in another finger and gently but firmly hit Ben's prostate.
Ben croaked out a lusty, "Yes! Please! Don't Stop!"
Tom chuckled, "Well, since you asked so nicely boy, I'll keep going."
And he did. As Tom increased his rhythm, Ben's hips were bucking and his eyes were starting to roll back in his head. His cock was dripping precum onto his hairy stomach and the volume of his moaning was increasing.
Suddenly, Tom stopped and removed his fingers. Ben gasped, feeling empty. He whimpered.
