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“And you need to know you can trust them to respect your limits, okay?”
“Okay, Sir.”
I smiled up at him, tilting my head. There was something about this boy that made me feel strangely protective. It gave me an uneasy feeling to think of Cruz with someone else. I shook it off and continued.
“When I’m spanking you, you can moan and squirm, but I won’t stop until I decide you’ve had enough, unless you say, ‘red.’ If it gets to be too much, and you need to slow things down, you say yellow. And again, everything stops, and we talk about it.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Ask me for your spanking, baby boy.”
Cruz’s knees buckled a bit though he straightened back up quickly. “Oh God…” he groaned softly.
“Cruz, ask me to spank you.”
Cruz took a deep breath, squirming under my hands. “Will you…will you spank me? Sir?”
“Yes, I believe I will,” I replied, my voice silky and dark even to my own ears. “Put yourself over my lap, boy.”
He was trembling as he tried to arrange himself over my lap. I helped him by taking his arm and pulling him down, arranging him so that his ass was over my knees, his head was down by the floor and his feet were completely off the ground. I made sure Cruz’s left arm was pinned against his body, and I grabbed his other wrist and held it firmly behind his back. Cruz’s cock was trapped between my thighs, and I felt him squirming to get some friction on it.
“No,” I said firmly, moving my thighs slightly apart. “You’re too close and I don’t want you coming yet. Not until I tell you.”
Cruz groaned and dropped his head until his forehead was almost touching the floor. “Are you ready?”
“I-I guess so, Sir.”
“Then let’s begin.”
****
Cruz
I was embarrassed yet more excited and aroused than I’d ever been before in my life. If my friends could see me now, stretched out over this man’s lap, naked, my cock dripping pre-cum on the floor, while Michael was still fully dressed, I wondered what they’d say. I was about to get my ass spanked—spanked, like a damn kid. After I’d been so cocky and sure that I’d never do that.
I jumped as I felt Michael’s hand stroke over my ass and slip into the crevice between my cheeks. Finding my hole, Michael circled it with his finger, eliciting a guttural groan from deep inside me. It arose from somewhere in my chest, and I couldn’t have stopped it if I’d tried.
“You have a beautiful little bottom, Cruz. Round and firm, and just made for spanking. It’s going to pink up nicely and show every handprint. Do you like the idea that the print of my hands will show, Cruz? That I’m about to mark you?”
“I—oh, God…”
A little slap came down, and I flinched all out of proportion, because it didn’t hurt at all. It just surprised me. It was a warning to give him answers—he said he wanted to hear me—and I vowed to myself not to get another. I’d never felt such a strong urge to please another person before. The finger circling my hole dipped inside with no lubricant, causing me to jump at the slight burn and try to turn over to see. I was firmly put back in place and Michael leaned over. “Answer my question, boy, and remember your manners.”
“Oh, uh, sorry. Yes, yes, I like it. Sir.”
I squirmed to get more comfortable. It wasn’t that I was particularly un-comfortable, but this position was embarrassing. My stupid cock was still hard enough to drive nails, and I could feel it dripping excitement between Michael’s thighs. God, there was going to be a puddle of my come beneath this chair if this kept up. I had to get control of myself.
Another little spank came down on my ass, this one a little harder, though it still didn’t hurt, and I let out a surprised yelp. Michael’s hand immediately soothed the spot he’d spanked, while the other hand slid back between my crease and now two fingers circled and massaged my rim. I arched up into those wicked fingers, and I took a deep, shuddering breath. I felt Michael reach for something and shift his body slightly, then I jumped as I felt a cool liquid splash down between my butt-cheeks. Michael pressed down on the hand he held behind my back and murmured soothingly to me.
“Be still, baby. Just a little lubricant.”
“Yes, okay.”
Michael had shifted his leg so that the tip of my cock was pressing against it. I moved slightly, pressing even more against that muscular thigh. It felt so wonderful, I almost groaned aloud in relief. Michael chuckled and shifted closer.
“Okay, but if you come, I’ll be very upset with you.”
“I won’t come. I promise.” I was surprised to hear how breathless I sounded. I squirmed my ass hard and was gratified to hear Michael make a little sound, deep in his throat. It thrilled me that I had that power over this strong, beautiful man. Strange to think of having power at all in my current position, but I knew with a certain clarity that I did have it. I could say one word and end this immediately, leaving Michael frustrated and aching. The choice really was mine. I was beginning to see the appeal.
