"All that energy needs to go to your ass. Remember? You're just a bottom now. A bottom to be fucked."
He bit his lower lip and nodded. "Yes, sir."
My heart began to race. It felt good, it felt right when he said it. The energy between us was in alignment.
I handed him the condom. "Put this rubber on me. Then get me nice and wet so I can destroy that hole of yours."
"Yes, sir." He said it again while he opened the wrapper and worked the skin-tight tube of latex down my ridged cock.
"There's lube in that dispenser."
He reached over to the wall and pumped out a few squirts of clear liquid from a hand soap unit that had been repurposed to provide lubricant. Starting from the top, he spread the lube from my cock head to my shaft, coating it in a thick layer.
"Alright, now lie on your back and relax. You're in good hands."
I pushed his knees up to his chest and exposed his hole. It was a tight pink pucker with a dusting of fine hair. He looked up at me with lust in his eyes.
"You've done this before?" I asked.
"Yes. It's been a long time, though."
"Okay." I held my cock and aimed it at his hole, applying gentle pressure as I rocked forward.
He hissed air between his teeth and tightened against me.
"I'll be gentle." I pressed a little more firmly, and the tight lips of his hole loosened just enough to start letting me in. We held that pose for a few moments, then I pressed a little further.
He might as well have been a virgin. His hole was so tight, it squeezed my cock head like a vise as I made my way inside him. We breathed together, eyes locked on one another. I was building that trust.
Finally, my cock slipped past his muscles' resistance, and we let out a collective gasp as I glided inside him.
"There we go," I said. "The toughest part is over."
He tilted his head in a way that told me what he needed. I leaned in and pressed our lips together. He kissed me hungrily, and as we shared the same breath, I felt myself sinking deeper.
"You okay?" I asked between kisses.
He breathed into me. "Mmm-hmm, yeah."
I bucked my hips and made a slight adjustment so that my cock was hitting him at a tilted angled.The way he shuddered was the only assurance I needed that I'd hit the right spot.
"Ohhh, mmm..." he murmured while our tongues danced.
He may have had a few sexual experiences, but I was willing to bet none of his past partners were very good at it. A lot of guys are lousy fucks who think topping is about poking their partner for a couple of minutes and then blowing their load. But I believe it should be a full-body experience. You've gotta ride that wave and take your partner on a journey.
"That's it. You're doing a great job," I whispered.
Morris's body had opened up to me, tight and soft and so wet inside. The way his sphincter muscles surrendered let me know he was ready for more.
I started thrusting my cock in and out of him, steady and rhythmic, pressing a little harder against his prostate gland.
"Ah, Cesar," he gasped. "Whatever you're doing feels incredible."
"Then I'll just have to keep doing it." I kissed his cheek and then pulled back so I could get an even firmer angle.
When I looked down between us, I saw that he was leaking a steady stream of pre-cum from the head of his cage. And it appeared he'd gained control of his erection. He was semi-hard, filling the chastity device to the edges, but at least it wasn't a throbbing boner that would torture him.
Seeing him locked up like that got me so turned on. His balls were full and swollen, like two plump peaches. Each time I drove myself forward into him, I could see his aching prostate pulse against his taint.