Date: Sat, 3 Jun 2023 19:06:22 -0400
From: Robert Halstead <subkodak25@gmail.com>
Subject: Tommy Loves His sub-11

Chapter 11. Dinner with Phil

Phil walks into dylan's room. "So: Apparently, I've been put in charge of
you for dinner. What's up with that?"

"Tommy had to go visit his cousin Mike for something. That's really all I
know, Phil. While he was on his way there, he called me to tell me that you
and I would be going out to dinner and I should pay for it with his credit
card which he keeps here in his desk."

"Interesting. I'm just wondering why he was making these arrangements for
you without even talking to you about it, and the way he said it, that I
would `be taking you out to dinner.'"

"Tommy is always looking out for me, you know that. He knew I would be
alone tonight so I guess he didn't want me to be getting into any
trouble. giggles a bit.

"Hmmmm. Almost sounds like he is taking charge of you, dude. You okay with
that?"

"Yes, and yes. We've been talking about it a lot lately, about the nature
of our relationship, or I should say friendship."

"Tell me more while we go to get my car."

"Well, it's just that all of our lives I have always pretty much let Tommy
be in charge of things, even when we were kids. thank God he took a liking
to me and became my friend when I was a kid. I had some rough times at home
and Tommy became a kind of protector. In fact, I used to spend more time at
his house than at my own, and we would have a lot of sleep-overs,
especially when I seemed upset because of things happening at my
house. They were very abusive to me, Phil, in case you didn't know."

"I didn't know much about that, but thanks for telling me. If all that was
going on, I'm glad Tommy took an interest in you. By the way, where do you
want to go eat?"

"Steak, please."

"I know just the place. Kind of expensive, though."

"Tommy doesn't care about that, Phil. He offered. Let's go."

"Sound good." while driving over, Phil asks, "so tell me more about this
arrangement the two of you are having."

"Well, I guess what it comes down to is that Tommy and I are getting
closer, and because of that Tommy is stepping up the controlling part of
his nature and I'm stepping up the submissive part of my nature. I like it
when Tommy makes the decisions for us. I trust him completely and I know
that he is always looking out for my good, so I can just sit back and relax
and go with whatever he decides."

"wow. I wish my girlfriend would think like that. In fact, dude, it almost
sounds to me as if you're becoming like a girlfriend to him."

"More like a boyfriend, Phil. Besides, I'm sure you heard what people are
saying about me lately."

"Didn't want to bring that up in case it would upset you."

"No problem about that anymore. Besides, Tommy also knows and so we've
reached a kind of understanding."

"Understanding? How?"

"Understanding that I'm queer for him and have been ever since I hit
puberty."

"Why am I not surprised? It's always been obvious that you worship the
ground he walks on. So now things are more out in the open, eh?"

"Right. And as part of that, now I'm free to be queer for him, totally."

"You seem to be dancing around the bush. Come out with it, dude. Tell me
what that means in common language, this "being queer for him."

dylan takes a big breath "Common language: Last night I gave him a blow
job."

"DUDE! So was that a one-time thing?"

"I sure hope not."

"He handled it okay?"

"He was really turned on by the whole thing."

"But he's straight, right?"

"He told me he's in love with me. That says it all."

"Well then, I'm happy for you, dylan. You know how much I like the two of
you, and the idea of the two of you as some kind of sexual couple isn't all
that hard to understand."

"So that's enough about that for now, except to say that after it happened
and after we talked for a while, Tommy's protectiveness and taking charge
has increased tremendously. He told me that he's always felt like he had a
certain responsibility for me and that now he's going to take it even more
seriously. So I guess that's why he wanted to make sure I had company
tonight while he is off visiting his cousin."

"That's sweet in an odd sort of way. And I'm happy to be the one he chose
to `take charge of you' for the evening."

They reach the restaurant and have a wonderful meal, and talk mainly about
swim team gossip and other things. After dinner, Phil brings dylan back
home and they watch a movie waiting for Tommy to get back.

Tommy gets home.

When Tommy gets back to the room he finds Phil and dylan sitting on the
couch and watching a movie on dylan's laptop. dylan looks up at him and
gives him a million dollar smile.

"Hey, buddy," says Phil. "Welcome back. And thanks for dinner. We went to
Agnolli's and had nice steak dinners."

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourselves. And thanks for babysitting, Phil."

"Hey! I'm no baby!" yells dylan.

"Oh yes, you are, dear one. A total baby. Come here and give me a hug."

dylan gets up and falls into Tommy's arms, a little surprised that Tommy is
being so forward in front of Phil. "I told Phil some of what's going on,"
he says to Tommy.

"I'm glad, pup. So as long as Phil knows now, I want you to strip. All the
way, boy."

dylan blushes and starts to take his clothes off. Tommy winks at Phil, who
is quite interested in what's going on. "Amazing. You tell him to strip and
he does it even though I'm here."

"You've seen him naked before, Phil, so it's no big deal."

"But it is a big deal since we're not in the locker room or the
showers. And we're keeping our clothes on."

"Well that's just the way things are now."

dylan hesitates before he takes off his boxer briefs. Tommy looks at him
inquisitively. dylan[FBC1] mouths to Tommy "Tommy, the cage!"

"I want Phil to see it. Now be a good boy and strip, the way I told you
to."

dylan, blushing, pulls down his underpants. Phil looks amazed. "Wow. I've
never seen anything like that before." "It's called a chastity cage,"
explains Tommy. "From now on, I'm the one who decides when dylan gets to
cum. It stops him from jerking off. I want to be able to see it whenever he
shoots a load."

"Hot," says Phil, still staring at it. "You can handle it if you want,"
says Tommy. "No, that's okay."

Tommy runs his hands up and down dylan's back and actually kisses his neck
and bites below his right ear. dylan purrs and hugs more tightly. "Did you
have a nice time with your cousin?" he asks.

"very nice, and very helpful as well. He answered all my questions and
taught me a lot of things and also gave some very good advice. I'm so glad
he's around to look out for me . .  and for you as well."

"What do you mean?"

"Just that he's helping me realize the responsibility I have towards you,
and how precious you are to me."

"I think that's my cue to take off," says Phil. "You guys are so adorable
together. And hot. I'll bet the whole team is going to have your backs in
this. We're all really proud of you."

Phil gets up to leave. Tommy gives him a side hug and thanks him
again. "Anytime, dude. I think it's so sweet that you didn't want to leave
dylan alone here tonight."

Tommy takes dylan's head in his hands, gently caressing his cheeks. He
kisses him on top of his head, then later on the forehead, then his nose,
then each cheek. Then he takes big breath and hesitantly touches his lips
to dylan's. dylan groans and is ready to surrender to anything at all Tommy
wants, or to stop when Tommy needs to stop.

Their lips touch and electric energy passes from one to the other and back
again. Tommy thinks of those words again, that boy loves you so much, Now
it isn't a question of kissing a boy: it's about loving the one he loves so
much, his precious angel, his boy, his friend, his love, his . . . yes, his
BOYFRIEND, and tonight . . . his slave?

Tommy breaks the kiss, smiling at dylan, and backs off a little
bit. "dylan, I realized today that I have always loved you in many
different ways but also that today there are feelings running through me
that are telling me that I am completely and passionately in love with
you. That when I kissed you, it was like the fulfillment of my entire life
since I first met you."

"Oh Tommy, . . . . (dylan struggles to get the words out without bursting
into sobs) . . . you are the fulfillment of all my dreams, and when you
kiss me the way you are, I know I am home, truly and completely at home and
all my love is right here in my arms."

They gaze into each other's eyes and kiss some more. Tommy runs his hands
down his chest, stopping to gently toy with each of his perky
nipples. "they are yours, Sir," whispers dylan. Tommy rolls them in his
fingers and dylan does a quick intake, closing his eyes imagining he is
being inspected at a slave auction and he hopes that this Master will take
him home and own him. Tommy toys with his navel while kissing his neck
where it meets his shoulders. He takes dylan's hand and puts it on his dick
which is growing strong and hard. "Yours, boy. Yours to serve."

But first, I think it's time for me to punish you for hesitating to strip
when I asked you to just to avoid embarrassment. It's time for me to give
you your first spanking. " dylan takes a deep breath. "Please, baby. Spank
me good. Take me."

Tommy takes the bottle of baby oil he bought on the way home from Mike's
and also a towel. He sits on the chair and tells dylan to lie over his lap,
keeping his cage between Tommy's legs so Tommy can hold him that way. dylan
takes the position. Tommy puts come oil in his hand and begins caressing
his boy's ass, making it slick with the oil. dylan breathes deeply and
heavily and moans at the feeling of Tommy's hand on his ass for the first
time.

"Mine, boy."

"Yes, Sir. Show me how you own me."

Tommy smacks each cheek once, not too hard. dylan gasps. Tommy keeps
rubbing dylan's ass and smacking it, a little harder each time. "Remember
your safe word, boy?" "bubblegum, Sir." "that's a good boy." He hits him
harder, watching his hand prints form on the boy's flesh. He keeps up the
pace. "Why am I spanking you, dylan?"

"Because you can, Sir. Because I belong to you and it's your right. And
because I deserve to be punished for not obeying you quickly enough."

"Also, dylan because you need it and you love it."

"That too, Tommy, for sure. Ouch! That was a hard one!"

"too much?"

"more, please?"

Tommy is now smacking dylan's ass much harder than Mike slapped his, and he
finds that he is getting into the feeling of dylan's body writhing over his
lap. He seizes the cage with his legs so dylan can't move too far, and the
blows keep reigning down. dylan moans and groans. "yours, baby, yours. Make
me sore, baby. Take my ass."

Tommy keeps going, wondering how far he can go before dylan asks him to
stop. Meanwhile, dylan is slipping deeply into sub space and reaches a
point where each blow from Tommy's hand is pleasurable rather than
painful. the pain has become pleasure.

"Oh, Master. Feels so good. So very good." dylan begins to yelp. Finally,
Tommy decides that he has had enough just before dylan was about to safe
word. Perfect. Tommy grabs the oil and pours more on his lover's bottom and
rubs it in over all the sore spots while dylan groans and mumbles
incoherently. Tommy runs a couple fingers with the oil in dylan's crack and
dylan wants to beg him to penetrate him, but for some reason holds back
just to see what Tommy will take on his own. Now Tommy is massaging the
boy's hole and dylan is hoping he will penetrate him.

Tommy leans down and picks up the towel to wipe away the excess oil. "Can
you feel how hard I am, baby?"

"Yes, Sir. Tommy, can I suck your cock?" (knowing how much it pleases Tommy
to hear those words).

"Get on your knees."

dylan slides off his lap and kneels before him.

"Take down my pants, boy."

"yes, Master."

dylan gets his pants down and Tommy kicks them off. His dick is harder than
it's ever been before, especially after what he experienced with Mike, and
now with the pleasure of spanking his boyfriend and hearing his reactions.

"Suck me, boy. All the way down. I want to hear you gag."

dylan greedily puts his mouth on Tommy and dives all the way down on him,
gagging.

"Hold it deep in your mouth, boy, then as you pull off, increase the
pressure in your mouth. . . . . that's good, boy. That's the way I like
it. Dive down again. Let me break through your gag reflex until it isn't
there anymore. Do a good job, cocksucker."

dylan obeys every command and the feeling of Tommy's cock invading his
mouth is all the sweeter because his ass is throbbing from the spanking. He
services Tommy like a good slaveboy in love with his Master.

"I'm gonna cum, boy. I can't hold off. Take it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

dylan feels Tommy shoot on his tongue and drinks it all down.

"Keep my dick in your mouth, boy. Don't let go of it."

dylan sucks and drinks and licks and holds his Tommy in his mouth until
Tommy squirts a tiny bit of piss into his mouth. "Swallow that, slave. Just
that little bit so I know you know what you are."

dylan does as he has been told, a little frightened, but also very turned
on by how forceful Tommy has become. Finally, Tommy pulls his dick free of
dylan's mouth and helps him stand up. they stand their holding each
other. Tommy reaches down and smacks his ass again and dylan yells out,
Bubblegum!"

Tommy giggles and caresses his ass. "Go brush your teeth. Go naked. Let
others see your red ass. And if anyone asks you about the cage, just tell
them I put it on you because you jerk off too much."

dylan is very embarrassed but knows that his greatest pleasure comes from
doing what Tommy tells him to, no matter how awkward it might be if anyone
sees him. His blood is racing through him as he realizes that Tommy has
just punished him for hesitating to behave. Just like a real slaveboy.

He goes into the bathroom and quickly brushes so he can rush back to the
room before anyone sees, but just as he is ready to leave, Tommy comes
in. Naked. "Come watch me piss, dylan." Tommy goes to a urinal and dylan
stands next to him. "Watch my piss shoot out of my dick, boy." dylan stares
at Tommy's cock and watches him piss. "Turn you on?" "I'm not sure, Tommy."
"Well it turns me on a lot to get you involved with my piss, even if just a
little bit for now." Tommy finishes pissing, but instead of shaking his
dick he tells dylan to take care of it and wipe his slit with his
finger. dylan does what he is told. "Now put your finger in your mouth,
dylan, and suck it clean." dylan hesitates, but does what he was
told. "Good boy." Tommy kisses his cheek and together they leave the
bathroom to go back to the room.

Chatting

Tommy sits on the bed and has dylan lie down with his head in Tommy's
lap. Tommy plays with his hair the way he likes and dylan sighs deeply. "I
like you like this," he tells his boy. "This is a good way for us to talk
about stuff if we need to."

"I like this too. It feels so good and it makes me feel safe and loved."

"Well that's good, because you are loved and you are safe, dylan, and
always will be with me."

dylan speaks up. "Tommy, it seems like your visit to Mike has made you
become more . . . not sure how to say it . . . um, . . . . more in charge,
more sure of yourself, more . . . Masterful."

Tommy smiles down at him. "It was a good visit. I learned a lot. And I even
let him spank ME."

"You're kidding!"

"Not at all. He suggested that the best way to learn about becoming a good
spanker is by experiencing it for myself. So I let him."

"You did that for me?"

"Of course, pup. But it wasn't as hard as the way I just spanked you. He
just wanted to let me feel some things about technique."

"Bare-assed?"

"Of course. But only with my pants down. And then he used the baby oil so
I'd know how it feels, too. Now I'm not saying that I'm going to try to
experience anything and everything we try, but this was a good
beginning. He also gave me a lot of very helpful advice, so you're right; I
am feeling more confident. And damn, it sure did make me horny to get my
hands on you!"

"As I could see. And Tommy, I'm sorry I was a bad boy and had to get
punished."

"You're not a bad boy. You're a good boy. I just thought you would enjoy
the spanking more if I told you you needed to be punished for something. I
thought it would be hot for you to experience me as a disciplinarian."

"It worked. It was very hot. And it's okay that you punish me if you think
I deserve it. But you know you can spank me any time you want for any
reason at all."

"I know, baby, I know. You're my little masochist. My pain pig!"

"I hate that word."

"Which word?"

"Pig."

"I'll keep that in mind until you change your mind about it."

"Tommy, I love giving you blow jobs, and it's even hotter to me when I'm
caged and can't even get hard. I don't understand why, but I feel even more
eager to make love to your cock this way."

"Interesting. I read somewhere that by caging a sub I can make sure that
there is only one cock that matters. It keeps all your attention on making
sure I enjoy what you're doing for me, and I have to tell you that I sure
did! You're a great cocksucker, dylan. My cocksucker. Do you like that
word?"

"yes, Tommy, but only when you use it."

"Is it okay if I tell others you're my cocksucker?"

"It depends on who, I think. But I guess when people find out I'm a sub and
I'm with you, they will automatically know I suck your cock."

"Okay. We'll work it out."

"I want people to know that I serve you because I adore you, not because
I'm some kind of sub or slut or slave who has to do it no matter what. But
I also want people to know that you're the boss of me. For some reason it
makes me feel proud to be yours because you're one of the hottest and most
wonderful guys I've ever met."

"good boy for telling me this. However, we have to be careful not to
mention any of this to our parents."

"But Tommy, they already know you're the boss of me. They've seen that for
years now."

"Interesting. In fact, Mike told me that he was wondering how long it would
take before you and I realized we were in love and that we also were Dom
and sub."

"That's kind of what Phil was telling at dinner tonight. What do you think
they'll make of the collar?"

"It's a pre-wedding present and a beautiful piece of jewelry, and they're
going to be happy that you are adorned with gold rather than with the rags
you used to have to wear all the time. I don't think they'll get any other
messages from it. That's just between us, that it's your slave collar. And
besides, I'm going to get a leather collar to put on you as well when we're
doing any role play."

"Cool. Or, I should say, Hot! Tommy, when you were rubbing the oil on me
and you touched my hole, I was wishing you would have entered me. I . . um
. . . just wanted you to know that."

"I understand. I kind of felt the same way when Mike massaged my hole with
the oil, but I definitely didn't want him to do that. I decided to tease
you and keep you waiting a bit longer."

"You let him play with your hole?"

"Just a little bit. I know he was getting off on it, but that was okay. I
love my cousin."

"did you guys ever play together before?"

"no. Never. this was the first time, and it wasn't like we were having
sex. It was just meant to be a demonstration for teaching purposes."

"But I'll bet he got off on it."

"I'm sure he did. But he was very respectful. Even left the room when I
took my pants down and put them back up. Never even saw my dick."

"did you like it when he touched your hole?"

"Yes."

"May I?"

"Not yet. Maybe on our wedding night."

dylan giggles.

"Mike has this guy he's seeing which he hopes turns into a real
relationship, not just a Dom/sub play partner. He has plenty of those. I
think he's getting ready for something more permanent. Maybe we're
inspiring him. Like I said, Mike wasn't the least bit surprised to find out
what's happening with us."

"What's his name, the guy he's seeing?"

"Evan. He's Mike's age. Works as a school teacher. Mike is helping him
explore a lot of submissive things. Only thing is that he isn't sure Evan
will get into being spanked or anything like that, and that's Mike's
favorite thing---what he calls `heavy impact.' If Evan can't handle that,
it won't work out between them, I guess. But Mike is going to bring him to
a club so Evan can see things that are going on and maybe it will help him
realize what's possible and make some choices. I hope it works out. I hate
to see Mike alone."

"Tommy, I might sound jealous, but I sure hope that you won't have to get
into any more of Mike's demonstrations on your body."

"Noted. And I don't plan to. But it was a good beginning, and you certainly
benefitted from it."

"Yes, I did. So did he give you the idea about the pissing in my mouth?"

"Yes. He's breaking Evan into becoming a total urinal for himself."

"Don't get any ideas."

"Don't worry. But I do have to admit that I find I like playing with
piss. And, for some reason it has me really turned on, the idea that I want
you to taste my piss, even just a little bit. I hope that didn't freak you
out."

"to be honest, it scared me at first. Let me have more time to think about
it. Who knows what will happen. Maybe I'll start to want it more. I sure
liked watching you piss, because you are so forceful with it. And I
remember when we were kids and we used to cross streams. That was cool. Why
did we ever stop doing that?"

"I think that as we got older and our cocks started growing and we were
getting hair it felt weird to us. but I certainly don't feel that way now."

"Speaking of hair . . . "

"Yours is coming off tomorrow night, dylan. And maybe if you're a good boy
I'll let you cum."

"It's funny, Tommy, but maybe because of the cage, but I don't seem to care
too much about cumming now. I just want yours. Down my throat. I'm your
cumdump."

tommy laughs. "Do you need to pee before bed?"

"I'd better."

"Well I'll tell you what. Put on your boxers and go that way. And take a
cup of water to pour over your cage after you piss, just to clean it a
bit. Bring a little towel with you. Go ahead, boy." Tommy smacks his
nipples.

"Ouch!" dylan gets up and puts on pants and heads to the bathroom. "thanks
for the pants, Sir."

He goes and does what he has to do and when he gets back, the lights are
off in the room and Tommy is lying in bed under the covers. dylan shucks
off his pants and slides in next to him. Tommy takes him in his arms. "I
love you so much, dylan. And you don't have to do anything at all that
scares you. Just tell me. I won't be disappointed. The important thing is
that you trust me enough to be vulnerable to me this way."

"I trust you with my whole life, Tommy. Always have and always will. I
don't know what would have become of me if it wasn't for you and your
parents."

"Our parents, sweetheart. Yours too. Especially when we get married."

"Are you going to tell them soon? I hope they'll be pleased."

"Dylan, I think they'll be ecstatic. They already love you so much and they
know that we love each other. I think they understand more about us than we
ever realized. But we'll tell them real soon." And with that, Tommy sings a
little lullaby to dylan: "As long as I'm standing here, you never have to
be afraid."

dylan hums along but soon falls sound asleep. Tommy watches him sleep and
says a prayer for both of them. "Lord, please help me take care of this
wonderful boy. Lord, please heal him from all the harm that was done to
him. Lord, please love our love." (What a nice prayer: Lord, please love
our love.)

Soon, Tommy also falls asleep.

END OF CHAPTER ELEVEN

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