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Daddy's Good Boy

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     Eddie was curled up on his side in bed, slowly trying to work the lubed up anal plug in. Okay, here we go, last push, he thought, but still couldn’t quite get it past the threshold. He smothered it in some more lube before trying again. It felt so good once inside, but it could be a little tricky getting it there, especially when he was still sore from the prior evening. He tried to focus on that feeling as he pushed it inside him. He took in a deep breath and on release, pushed as hard as he could, feeling himself stretch painfully to accommodate the foreign object. He almost pulled it back out again, but remembered how cross Richie would be seeing him take this long with it and pushed harder. The pain gave way to a wonderful feeling of relief. Eddie was intoxicated by the sensation of being filled-up. Every slight movement gave an awareness to the object inside him. He felt held by it, in the absence of his lover.

     Eddie was allowed a few hours of leisure time before getting dressed and handling his chores. He had spent the morning lounging in bed, watching television, reading some of his book, and playing on his phone. He also took a shower and gave himself an enema. He didn’t have to do enemas often, but Richie had chastised him for being dirty the night before so he wanted to be safe.

     With his leisure time expired, Eddie needed to start on his chores. Richie had hung Eddie’s outfit that he was to wear on the back of the bedroom door. The top was a little sailor suit with a hat and the bottoms were a pair of tight leather shorts with cutouts that could expose his genitals and anus. Eddie breathed a sigh of relief seeing there were no restraints today, meaning his chores would be so much easier to accomplish. Richie did, however, provide nipple clamps and a rather large dildo gag that Eddie was also to wear. Eddie hoped no one would come to the door since he was required to answer it no matter what but wouldn’t be able to speak with the gag in place.

     Eddie went out to the kitchen to get started on his chores. Richie had very particular ways he wanted the apartment cleaned every day. He left a daily list for Eddie, but by now, Eddie had each day’s chores memorized. Still, he read the list thoroughly, knowing Richie could be watching and there was always the possibility he could change something to test Eddie. Their apartment was rigged with cameras in every area. Richie didn’t watch all the time, and they didn’t record any of the footage, but Eddie knew at any time Richie’s eyes could be on him and he always wanted to be a good boy. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. As much as Eddie wanted to be a good boy, he craved punishment. He would usually intentionally mess up one of his chores just to give Richie a reason to punish him.

     Eddie thought to himself how a psychologist would probably have something to say about Eddie being turned on by having every aspect of his life controlled by Richie after he grew up with a domineering mother who controlled every aspect of his life. Hey, it’s not like I married my mother or something sick like that. Richie is kind and wonderful, Eddie thought. And it was true. The arrangement was one of complete equality.  They were deeply in love and only participated in this lifestyle because it made both of them happy. They were married for five years before they even tried anything the least bit kinky. It started with porn. They both found themselves drawn to BDSM. It started with light spanking, fuzzy handcuffs; benign toys you could find in any adult’s bedroom. Over time, their desires grew to include ball gags, spreaders, tight leather bondage suits, whips and floggers, collars, and more. Eddie quit his job to stay home and be Richie’s house husband. Richie made plenty of money anyway. They lived in a gorgeous high-rise apartment in Santa Monica. The massive floorplan, antique wood floors, state of the art appliances, and panoramic ocean views were a steal at only $12,000 per month.

     Eddie grabbed his cleaning supplies out of the cabinet and got to work. The apartment was spotless and Eddie worked very hard every day to keep it that way. Richie would do inspections when he got home and if anything was out of place or not done properly, there would be punishment. Eddie moaned involuntarily as he knelt down to start scrubbing the floors and the anal plug moved inside him, brushing against his prostate. Richie wanted Eddie to always look sexy for him while he did his chores which required Eddie to position himself in certain ways toward the camera, making cleaning difficult. It was also crucially important that Eddie not get his clothes messy while he worked. Disobedience of any kind would earn Eddie one of several forms of punishment. He enjoyed some more than others, but even the ones he didn’t particularly enjoy satisfied his deep desire for contrition. They had a safe word in case anything ever went too far, but Eddie had never needed to use it in the many years they had been living this lifestyle. Richie was exceptional at pushing Eddie to the brink without going overboard.

      Eddie’s mind drifted to his punishments as he scrubbed, his back curved and ass up in a seductive pose, the anal plug softly moving with his body, and without realizing it he had become aroused. “Fuck,” Eddie muttered, muffled by his gag, as he realized what had happened. Richie did not permit Eddie to have erections without permission. For a moment, Eddie thought maybe he could hide it, maybe the camera couldn’t see it or Richie wasn’t watching, but he quickly pushed those thoughts away. Lying is the worst offense, it breaks Daddy’s heart. He stood and showed himself to the camera and closed his eyes tight trying to think about anything that would relax his engorged member. Punishment for this would be one of several chastity devices. Eddie thought about the worst one: a tiny metal cage that fit over his penis with a hollow metal rod that inserted into his urethra. It locked in place and Richie would take the key with him to work. It was extremely tight at only 2.5 inches and caused Eddie constant discomfort on the few occasions he’d been required to wear it. He could urinate through the metal rod, but it was difficult and painful and he had to sit down so he didn’t make a mess. Eddie had hoped the memory of pain would be enough to calm his erection, but the thought of the extreme humiliation the device made him feel only turned him on more. He was also now thinking about Richie’s pleasure at teasing Eddie while caged. Richie would delight in playing with Eddie’s nipples, eating his ass, sucking on his neck – anything that would cause Eddie to squirm in pleasure, knowing he couldn’t get hard or fully orgasm. Sometimes a little cum would leak out pathetically, which would result in more punishment if Richie was in the mood. Eddie was not allowed to cum without permission and even though this was an involuntary side effect of Richie’s teasing and didn’t feel remotely satisfying as an orgasm would, it was a sign of disobedience. All of these thoughts made Eddie even more aroused. He finally just started thinking about his old job as a risk analyst. He thought about his spreadsheets and quarterly meetings. He thought about the terrible office coffee. He thought about his obnoxious co-workers. Finally, he relaxed, flaccid and ready to get back to work.

     After a few hours of cleaning, Eddie started dinner. Richie had taken a break from stand-up to write for a television show he helped create. This meant he worked regular office hours rather than being on the road all the time. There would be weeks where he’d have to stay late and work long hours, but he also got a few months off every year. Richie would text Eddie to let him know when he’d be home so Eddie would know what time to have dinner ready. As Eddie heard the keys in the door he scrambled to get into position. He would greet Richie by the door, take his coat and briefcase for him, and wait for any further instructions. Richie looked stern as he entered. He removed Eddie’s gag so he could greet him properly. “Hi Daddy,” Eddie said timidly as he stood up on his tiptoes to kiss Richie’s cheek. He took Richie’s things and put them in the foyer closet.

     After Eddie shut the closet door and turned back around, Richie grabbed his cock and balls and squeezed hard. “You were a bad boy today, weren’t you baby?”

     Eddie blushed and look down in shame, “Yes sir, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean t – “

     Richie’s hand landed hard against Eddie’s cheek. “Don’t talk back to me, and look me in the eyes when you answer me.”

     Eddie looked up at Richie with big brown eyes, “Yes sir.”

     “Do we need to use one of your cages?”

     “No Daddy, I swear I’ll be good.”

     Richie eyed him suspiciously, his grip still firm on Eddie’s genitals. “Let’s go to the bedroom,” he said, leading Eddie, still clutching him tightly. It was difficult for Eddie to walk like this, but he did his best to keep up. When they reached the bedroom, Richie let go and instructed Eddie to lie on the bed. Richie came and lied down beside him and started stroking Eddie’s legs and arms softly. “Tell me what got you so turned on, and if you can do it without getting an erection, I won’t make you wear a cage.”

     Eddie cringed. He had no idea how he could think and talk about something that turned him own so much without becoming erect, especially with Richie touching him. “I was thinking about punishments.”

     “You’re such a naughty little boy, you get turned on by punishment? Maybe we need harsher punishments for you.”

     Eddie quickly corrected himself, “No Daddy, it’s not the punishment that made me hard, it was thinking about how lucky I am to have you discipline me. It made me hard thinking about my Daddy’s pleasure as he punishes me and teaches me how to be a good boy.”

     Richie unbuttoned Eddie’s shirt and removed the nipple clamps. “Tell me what punishments you were thinking about.”

     “Well, first I was thinking about you spanking me and then I thought about doing chores in my restraints and – “ Eddie trailed off for a moment as Richie started sucking on his nipples. He tried to concentrate on getting his words out and ignoring how good Richie’s lips felt on him, “and, um, when you whip me when I’ve been really bad and then after I realized I was hard I started thinking about, um,” Eddie didn’t want to admit the next part, but knew he had to, “I started thinking about my chastity belt. I thought if I focused on the pain it would make it go down, but it just made it worse."

     "Ah, see baby, deep down you want it. You know you need this kind of discipline to be a good boy. Which one were you thinking about?"

     Eddie blushed and considered lying. He thought about the flexible silicone ones that would allow him to stiffen slightly before fully restricting him or even the less restrictive plastic cages with pleanty of room for his flaccid penis, though they wouldn't let him well at all. He even thought about the metal cages both the larger, less restrictive ones and the tiny ones that squeezed him uncomfortably, anything but that hard, metal, little 2-inch prison with the urethral insert and hard ring around his cock, but he knew that was the truth, the one he'd been thinking about. They had a name for it even. With shame in his voice, Eddie admitted, "I was thinking about Mr. Gray."

     Richie smiled wickedly, "So you like Mr. Gray best, do you?"

     "No," Eddie cried out adamantly, "that's the worst one. I hate it. I don't know why it turned me on thinking about it. I just, I was thinking about how humiliated and emasculated it makes me feel and how much pleasure Daddy gets out of seeing me like that." Eddie groaned in frustration as his penis stiffened. Since it was too late anyway, he continued, "But I hate it. It hurts so much and it's so uncomfortable. I can barely even go to the bathroom, but I know you like seeing me struggle and then that turns me on but I can't because it's so small and tight. Even when I cum with it on it feels like nothing, but Daddy, you still punish me like I enjoyed myself, but I can't help it. Please, any of them but that one."

     "Eds," Richie started with a more serious tone, "you know what to say if you don't want this, right?"

     Eddie nodded. It was true, they had several safety words. "Kaleidoscope" meant no, stop everything entirely; if there are restraints, remove them, drop the act, stop it all. "Constantinople" was their "comfort word" which Eddie could use when he didn't really want to stop entirely, but needed Richie to give him love and comfort. "Adirondack" meant it was time for a break. Richie would use this one more often than Eddie. He liked being dominant but it was emotionally draining. Sometimes they just needed a few days or weeks or even months where they would just be a normal, boring married couple. Richie would turn off the cameras, Eddie would still cook and clean but in his own way, and they'd spend their evenings cuddled on the couch or in bed, watching television. Eddie could stop this at any time and Richie would be happy to oblige, but they both knew that wasn't what Eddie wanted. "I'll do whatever you want, Daddy."
 

    Richie smiled. "Well, I want to play with you tonight and I want you to be able to have a good time too, so we'll use Mr. Gray but we'll put him on tomorrow, does that sound okay?"

     Eddie smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Daddy, you're so kind to me, I don't deserve it."

     "Of course you do, baby, I know you're a good boy, you just got a little too excited. Now, let's go have dinner." Richie took his seat at their dining room table and Eddie brought over his meal, still warm from the oven. Eddie sat the plate down in front of Richie and kneeled down on the floor beside him. Eddie was starving, not having eaten anything since his lunch during his leisure time which was several hours ago. Richie made moaning noises as he at commenting on how delicious the food was. Eddie looked up at him expectantly, hoping for a bite. Finally, Richie obliged and fed Eddie a few bites of food. Eddie accepted the small bits from Richie's fork and said, "thank you, sir" each time. Once Richie was finished, he put his plate on the floor and allowed Eddie to lick up the scraps. "Alright," Richie said as Eddie finished, "time for inspection." Richie put Eddie's collar and leash on and Eddie crawled around to the relevant areas, letting Richie inspect his work. Richie wore white gloves which he ran over all the surfaces Eddie had been instructed to clean. Everything seemed to be in order until they made their way to the bookshelf and Richie's glove picked up a huge amount of dust. Richie tsked. "Look at this Eds, you missed this shelf."

     Eddie cowered and begged, "Please Daddy, I'm so sorry."

     "I know, baby, I know, but this means punishment."

     Eddie nodded, "Yes, sir." Richie led Eddie into the bedroom and removed his collar and leash. He instructed him to undress completely and sat on the edge of the bed. Once Eddie was completely naked, he asked, "Should I take this out too?" gesturing to the anal plug. 
 

   "No Eds, leave it in," Richie said coldly and then patted his lap for Eddie to come lie in it." Richie ran his hands over Eddie's bare ass, gentle and soft, before raising his hand and smacking him hard. Eddie moaned at Richie's touch, which Richie decided to allow. Richie continued spanking Eddie, getting progressively harder with each hit, until Eddie's cheeks were bright red and Richie's hand was sore. "Stand up," Richie instructed.
 

     Eddie hesitated, "I'm sorry, sir," he said as he stood and revealed his erection.

     "Eds, I think it's pretty clear why you need the cage. Your dick is completely disobedient. You get hard only when I tell you you're allowed, is that understood?"

     "Yes, sir."

     "Did I tell you that you were allowed to get hard from your punishment?"

     "No, sir."

     "But there it is! Alright, do you want the cane, the whip, or my belt?"

     Eddie thought it over, "The whip, please, sir?"

     Richie stood and smacked Eddie in the face, "Do you really think I'm going to let you choose your punishment after you've been so disobedient? The correct answer was, 'Whatever you think is best, sir.'"

     Eddie felt stupid, he should have known better. "Yes, Daddy, I'm so sorry."

     Richie slapped him again, "Did I say you could speak? Now, get down on your hands and knees."

     Eddie listened as Richie removed his belt and tensed up as he heard the sound of it whipping through the air. The belt hit Eddie hard in the back. Richie continued bringing it up and down, slapping it hard against Eddie's back, ass, and legs. Eddie was almost knocked over several times, but managed to keep himself upright. The pain was intoxicating and addictive, but Eddie knew he couldn't show his pleasure. He did everything in his power to suppress his arousal, but he couldn't help it, he loved the pain.

    Richie observed Eddie's body, covered in bright red whip marks and instructed him to stand. He sighed as he saw Eddie's cock was still rock hard. "Eds, I think you know what has to be done."

     Eddie pleaded, "You could put on my ball stretcher or use electroshock on me or put me in the fuck machine."

     Richie shook his head, "No, I need to call the other Daddies. It's the only thing that seems to get through to you when you're being this disobedient."

     Richie had called the other Daddies over before, but something about this time felt different. Eddie pleaded, tears streaming down his cheeks, "No please, Daddy, please, I only want to be with you, please don't make me do this."

     "If that were true, you wouldn't be such a bad boy. I know you skipped cleaning that shelf on purpose. When you get this disobedient, I can't discipline you. You love punishment too much." Richie leaned down and roughly pulled the anal plug out of Eddie. It hurt as it yanked out of him, leaving him empty and wanting. "Go chain yourself up to the bed while I call them."

     Eddie wanted to argue but he already knew he was on thin ice. He didn't know what had come over him. He was being so disobedient and he pushed his Daddy to his absolute limit. He went over to their bed and found the metal chains and cuffs attached to each of the four corners. He secured a cuff to his legs and one of his arms. Richie came over and secured the last cuff to his free arm. Eddie was crying, "I'm so sorry, Daddy, I want to be good, please, I'm so sorry." Richie paused for a moment, and gave Eddie a look of sincerity, giving him every opportunity to utter a safe word if this were really too much. Eddie returned the look of sincerity, telling Richie with his eyes, "I'm okay. This hurts but I'm allowing it to happen." With that Richie left the room. Eddie laid in the dark for nearly an hour before he heard voices coming back down the hall. 

     Richie entered the bedroom with four other men, laughing and talking. Each man had his slave or pet or servant with him. Two were relatively free except for their collars and leashes. One was walking upright with his arms bound tightly behind his back and a massive ball gag in his mouth. The last one was in a full gimp suit, with a small zipper opening he could breath through and another small zipper opening to his anus. The slaves all sat obediently in the corner of the room. One of the collared ones was wearing a chastity belt similar to what Eddie would be fitted with tomorrow. "I didn't know what else to do with him," Richie said to the other men. "He hasn't been before. I know last time just you guys coming over helped, but I think we have to go all the way this time."

     "No problem, buddy," one of the men said, slapping Richie's back. "Happy to help, and I think it's good for my boy to get cucked once in a while, keeps them in line."

     "Thanks guys," Richie said, taking a seat on a chair in the corner of the room. 

     One of the men already had his hard cock out in his hand and he was greasing it up with lube. He made his way toward a restrained Eddie and as he mounted him said, "You've disappointed your Daddy, Eds. This has to happen because you've been such a bad boy." 

    Eddie cried as the man entered him. He tried to shut his eyes or look away, but every time he did, the man slapped him and Eddie had to look him in the eyes. The man thrust into Eddie rough and fast, periodically pinching Eddie's nipples hard. Eddie felt Richie's eyes on him, and felt the pain of this betrayal. Whether it was Eddie's choice or not, he was being unfaithful to his Daddy and he knew this was hurting Richie as much as it hurt him. He wept as the man finished, leaving his come deep inside Eddie.

     Eddie felt disgusted being filled with cum from someone other than Richie. It felt so wrong and Eddie just knew it was making Richie sad. He considered calling it off, saying their safe word and letting these other Daddies get back to their own lives, but he didn’t. He knew he needed this discipline. He had been so naughty and disobedient and this was the only way to make things right. Also, he knew that even though it hurt to share his Eds, it also turned Richie on getting to watch him get gang-banged. Deep down, Eddie liked it too. Much like the other forms of torture, it was a mixed bag. The line between pain and pleasure was thin. Eddie cried as the other men fucked him, mostly from a mixture of shame and humiliation, but his cock was still rock hard because shame and humiliation was what he desired the most.

     The first Daddy had fucked him in the missionary position style he was restrained in. The next two Daddies came to the bed as a pair. They unlocked Eddie’s cuffs and had him get up on all fours. One man mounted Eddie from behind while the other fucked his mouth. Eddie choked as the man forced his way down Eddie’s throat, but ultimately he was relieved at only having to give oral. Eddie’s ass belonged to Richie. The point of this punishment was the betrayal. It hurt because Eddie’s sacred spot was being used by someone other than Richie. Richie was sitting in the room watching himself be cucked and it was all Eddie’s fault for being so naughty. Oral was less exclusive. When Richie had friends over from their local BDSM club (likely where he met these Daddies), it was expected that Eddie would give head to the guests if they so desired. It was just a common courtesy and Richie had been blown by their slaves when he visited their homes. However, Richie letting the other Daddies fuck his Eds was basically unprecedented. Richie had called the other Daddies over once before but called it off before anything happened. They demeaned Eddie, jacked off and came in his face, but Richie stopped it before it went any further and forgave Eddie. Eddie knew that if Richie was letting this happen, he must be really cross. The Daddy in Eddie’s ass finished first saying, “Damn, Tozier, your boy’s got a tight one” and giving Eddie a light slap. Eddie worked hard on the dick in his mouth, trying desperately to make him cum, and was finally rewarded as the man shoved himself deep into Eddie’s mouth and filled his throat with cum. Eddie choked a little but steadied himself and swallowed like a good boy. Only one more, he thought, then Richie will forgive me and we can start over. However, Eddie was horrified when the two men switched places. The man who had just been inside Eddie’s anus was knelt down in front of his face, working his soft cock back into an aroused state. The germophobic child in Eddie cringed at the idea of allowing this man’s cock in his mouth, but the adult Eddie craved the taste of the man’s cum-slicked dick. The man behind Eddie didn’t even need lube as Eddie’s well-used asshole was wet and leaking with cum. Eddie started sucking the cock in front of him before the man was fully hard. His tongue teased the man’s cock as he worked his mouth around it, feeling the man stiffen in his lips. A little while after Eddie had started sucking the cock in front of him, he felt the other man enter him from behind. Eddie knew this was punishment, and he shouldn’t be enjoying it, but it felt so good to have his holes completely filled. He only wished it was Richie pushing into him from behind. His face flushed red with shame at his enjoyment. He was on his third cock and still hard. His heart filled with guilt thinking about how disappointed Richie must be, watching just out of view. He tried to make his boner go down, to think only about the meaning of the punishment and not focus on how good it felt having two huge cocks pounding him from both ends, but it was no use. It took everything he had not to cum as he felt both men cum inside him simultaneously.

     Finally, the last man grabbed Eddie and walked him over to the chair where Richie was sitting. He had Eddie go down on all fours in front of Richie as he fucked him from behind. Richie and Eddie made eye contact the entire time the man was inside Eddie. Finally, the punishment was starting to sink in. Eddie cried again, taking in Richie’s forlorn expression that seemed to say, “Why did you make me do this, Eds?” He wanted to reach out and touch him or scream how sorry he was, but the whole point of this was for Eddie to learn obedience, so he stayed there, finally feeling his cock soften as the other man came inside him. Richie nodded somberly.

     One of the men turned to Richie and asked, “You want to have the slaves go at him too?”

     Richie looked down at Eddie and asked, “What do you want to do, Eds?”

     “Whatever will please my master the most,” Eddie said softly.

     Richie smiled and teared up a little at Eddie’s deference. “Good boy, that was a very good answer.” Richie thought for a moment how to proceed. On one hand, it seemed that Eddie had learned his lesson, but the guys had driven all this way to help out, and Richie really wanted to make sure Eddie knew his place.

     Eddie looked up at Richie, his big brown eyes showing complete subservience. His docile expression remained even as Richie nodded to the men to allow their slaves to fuck Eddie. This was truly rock bottom. It was not unheard of for Daddies to gang-bang a misbehaving pet into submission, but to allow the other subs to ride him was truly debasing. Still, Eddie had come this far, and wanted to learn absolute compliance. The gimp went first. Eddie could hear as the zipper holding in his cock was opened and felt the cold leather slap against his ass as the gimp pushed in and out of him. Cum was leaking freely from Eddie’s hole, dripping down his balls and onto the carpet. For a moment Eddie thought about how he was going to clean that out of the carpet tomorrow, but forced himself back into the moment. Each slave fucked Eddie one by one, each coming very quickly. Richie thanked everyone as they got dressed and walked them out. When he returned, he didn’t say anything to Eddie. Eddie stayed in the same position on all fours, cum dripping out of him, as Richie walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Eddie was desperate for Richie to speak to him or give him an order, but knew he must remain obedient and patient.

     Richie finally returned about ten minutes later. He kneeled down beside Eddie and kissed him softly, pulling him into a hug. They both cried in each other’s arms for a few moments, feeling the bond between them had strengthened through this experience. Richie lifted Eddie and carried him into the bathroom. Richie had filled their massive Jacuzzi bathtub with hot water and bubbles, lit candles, and sprinkled rose petals around the room. He placed Eddie in the water and gently bathed him. Eddie closed his eyes, enjoying this sweetness and intimacy as Richie softly washed every inch of Eddie’s body. When he finished Richie told Eddie he could take as long as he wanted in the bath and he could shower off the suds if he wanted as well. “When you’re finished, I’ll be waiting for you in bed.”

     Eddie relaxed in the tub allowing his sore body to enjoy the healing warmth surrounding him. He took Richie’s advice and showered after, always having felt baths were a terrible way to get clean. After he dried completely, he made his way timidly back into the bedroom, curious to see what Richie had in store.

     Richie was in bed with no clothes on. He had no toys, no devices, and no orders. “Eds, I want to make love to you, is that okay?”

     Eddie nodded with tears of joy in his eyes. Eddie laid down beside Richie and they kissed passionately.

      “I want to make you cum,” Richie whispered softly into Eddie’s ear, sending chills down his spine. “Get hard for me, baby.”

     Eddie allowed himself to fully feel the pleasure of Richie’s touch and immediately became erect with anticipation. Richie moved down taking Eddie’s cock in his mouth. Eddie moaned desperately, consumed with pleasure at Richie’s expert movements. Richie’s tongue circled Eddie’s head and widened as he moved back down the shaft. Eddie’s body contorted gratefully as Richie’s touch sent electricity throughout him. “R-R-Richie, I’m, I’m close,” Eddie moaned breathlessly. Richie’s pace and pressure continued, hungry to taste Eddie’s release. Eddie gripped the comforter beneath him tightly as he howled blissfully. “Thank you, thank you Richie.”

     Richie moved back up, taking Eddie in his arms, “Pleasure was all mine, Eds.”

     “Richie, I want you inside me,” Eddie whimpered sweetly.

     “Are you sure? You’re not too sore?”

     Richie shook his head, “No baby, I want it, please.”

     “Okay baby,” Richie said, kissing Eddie’s neck, “but only if you promise you’ll cum again.”

     Eddie beamed, “I can try.”

     “Ooh, that sounds like a challenge,” Richie joked. “Guess I’ll have to make you feel amazing so you don’t break your promise.”

     “Deal,” Eddie said, reaching for the lube and handing it to Richie. “How do you want me?”

     “Face to face, baby, I want to see those beautiful brown eyes.” Richie entered Eddie easily as he was still loosened from the day’s events.

     Eddie was very sore, but nothing in the world felt better than Richie’s dick sliding inside him. His nails dug softly into Richie’s back as Richie thrust into him. Richie’s thick glasses fogged up slightly as he began to sweat. Richie reached a hand down and started pumping Eddie’s cock. It didn’t take long for Eddie to be rock hard again. He was so hungry for release after the day’s pleasure and deprivation. Richie moved his cock in and out of Eddie in perfect rhythm, softly brushing his prostate as he moved. Richie leaned down and kissed Eddie and whispered in his ear, “I’ll cum whenever you’re ready to cum, okay baby? I want us to cum together.”

     Eddie nodded. He was already close but was trying to suppress the urge to make his last as long as possible. He loved this wonderful feeling of Richie inside him. Eddie held out as long as he could before whimpering, “I’m close, Daddy, I’m really close.”

     Richie nodded and allowed himself to release inside Eddie. The feeling of Richie’s cum filling him up was exactly what Eddie needed to send him over the edge. Eddie let out an impassioned bay as he came into Richie’s hand.  Richie licked his hand clean before curling up next to an exhausted Eddie. “I love you, Eds.”

     “I love you too, Rich,” Eddie said softly and hesitated a little before asking, “Did I do good today?”

     Richie squeezed him tightly, “You did so good. You made Daddy so proud.” They snuggled together sweetly and went to sleep.