Date: Fri, 9 Jun 2023 15:29:08 -0400 From: Robert Halstead Subject: Tommy Loves His sub-16 Chapter 16. Foot fun and more. "I love touching you here . . . and here . . . and here . . .," says Tommy as he plays with dylan's feet in his lap. "You are mine to touch anywhere, aren't you?" "Always have been, Tommy," replies dylan. "You just were never very good at thinking up places where you could touch me where no one else ever would get to touch me. But now you're making up for it big time." dylan positively coos as Tommy coats his palm with baby oil and then starts anointing dylan's feet with it. "I especially want to get the oil around your toes and between your toes. Very intimate, pup. Yeah, baby, I love shaving you and oiling you and kissing you and loving you and touching you in your most private places." "You know I would do that for you, Tommy. Well, maybe not shaving you. I like the way you have body hair. And I am very turned about the fact that I'm not allowed to have any. That really gets to me!" dylan jiggles his feet in the towel Tommy has placed under them. Then he reaches his foot over to rub alongside his erection. Shyly, he smiles up at Tommy. "That's right, boy, make sure you are always thinking about my cock how you can please it even more than you already are. Oh, that feels so so good, dylan. Tommy throws his head back and soaks up the feelings that are running through his body. After a good long while, he takes dylan's feet into his hands again. "If you kept that up any longer, I'd have cum," he tells his boy. Tommy works now exclusively on dylan's toes. dylan moans in a way that seems like purring. "I'm the luckiest slave boy in the whole world," he exclaims. Tommy dries dylan's feet with the towel. "Come up here by me, dylan. Let's smooch while you smell so nice and feel so smooth." dylan gets right up there and wraps his legs around Tommy's chest. "So pretty, boy. So bare for me. And I like seeing you in your cage so much . . . it makes me feel so manly." "Manly?" "Yes. Manly. I'm the one who has a hard cock. You're just here to service it." "Oh shit! That pushes my h-button." "H-button? I don't know about that one. Tell me." "The h stands for humiliation. what you said about being manly pushed my h-button. The boy is less than the man." "Maybe, but the boy is everything to the man. And he always has been. From the very first time we sat together when we were 8 years old, I have always been happiest when you are near me or with me. That time I got sent away to a sports camp for two weeks was the most miserable time of my whole life. I felt like half of me was missing. Sure, I could do the sports well, but otherwise, I was just in this awful funk. One of my counselors asked me what was wrong one time, and I just told him that I was missing my best friend. He understood. `I know what that's like,' he told me. `But I bet your friend would be happy if you had a good time here and had a lot to tell him about when you got home.' He made so much sense to me, so that's what I did. And I won three trophies! "I remember that. And you were so excited when you got home about all the things you had learned. And you told me about that counselor. You made me so happy. Or maybe it's just that I was happy you were home again. I got stuck at my house the entire time and I missed you so much I cried myself to sleep every night. And Tiger was especially mean to me because, he said, I couldn't go running off to my rich faggot friend to hide from him." "Did he really call me a faggot?" "All the time." "How come you never told me?" "Why get you upset over what that creep had to say? I just kept it to myself. Besides, I hardly knew what it meant back then. Naïve kid." "Well, now we're together, dylan, all the time, every night, every morning, every kiss." "Every spanking," adds dylan. Tommy winks at dylan. "I heard you, brat. But now enough talking about stuff that's going on. I want to hold you in my arms and gaze into your eyes and savor every single atom of you and every single part of my heart." dylan is warmed from the inside out by Tommy's words. This is something new that he is discovering, something he never noticed before, and it is incredibly nice, Tommy's skill in expressing his love. He quickly ends up in Tommy's arms as Tommy had requested. Eye to eye. Heart to heart. Tommy smiles almost paternally at dylan, while dylan's not smiling but the tip of his tongue is seen between his teeth, and his eyes are filled with hunger. What they are feeling and communicating to one another can not possibly be put into words that fully convey what is happening. But there a true meeting of beings taking place. dylan's adorable kinky fragile self, and Tommy, who is dedicating his life to give Tommy every single thing he needs and most things he wants. And it would be dishonest to ignore the fact that Tommy is thoroughly enjoying every new thing he is finding in dylan, and in fact, he is learning how to be the perfect Dom for dylan. dylan's complicated matrix of needs and wants, and even the ones dylan isn't yet aware of himself, doesn't frighten him at all. In fact, in some way it actually energizes him. And so they stay there, lost in each other, and time ceases to exist. Time is passing, however, and by the time they finish kissing, they realize that night has fallen. "Is it still today? asks dylan. "I take it you must have really gone deep," Tommy says. "Yes, Tommy, deep inside your soul. That's where I was. And do you want to know what it said to me?" "Is it something nice?" "I think so." "Well, tell me please." "Your soul said to me that I am loved much and completely and that our love will continue to grow and evolve. It told me that I would always be safe and protected and cherished. It told me that I never have to fear being judged, or scorned, or condemned by anything, ever. That all I had to do was to trust you and be a good boy for you and it is okay to think of myself as a little boy sometimes." "It said all that, huh?" asks Tommy. "Makes good sense, boy." dylan can't figure out what the look on Tommy's face means right now. Tommy cocks his eye at him. "I'm trying to decide something." "What?" "Whether I want to spank you before you blow me or after you blow me." "if you spank me first, Sir, it will motivate me to become the best cocksucker for you ever." "That settles it. I'll be back in a minute." Tommy goes to fetch the articles he bought to spank dylan with and brings them back to the bed with him. "Go get the manacles we bought and put them on your wrists. And get the clip that clips them together." He helps dylan off the bed and admires the way he walks to the closet where they put these things. dylan gets the manacles and the clip and brings them to Tommy. Tommy holds each one in one of his hands. "I want to see you put the manacles on yourself as a sign of your trust in me and your submission to me." dylan looks in Tommy's eyes but then has to look away to put on the manacles. Every now and then he stops and looks to see the Tommy is still watching him very carefully. When he is finished, Tommy tells him to turn around and then he clips the two manacles together behind dylan's back. "Okay, boy. Over my lap." He helps dylan get in place and spends a good deal of time simply caressing the ass he's going to spank. "I'll warm you up before using anything else," he explains as he starts to smack dylan's cheeks, one after the other, all over and swiftly getting harder until he hears dylan making any sounds. He stays at that point for a while, then continues, increasing the severity, until his hand starts to hurt. He picks up the hairbrush. "Don't be a hero. I don't want you hurting so much that you won't be able to focus on serving my dick like a good slaveboy. Stop when you start feeling afraid." He brings the hairbrush down surprisingly hard. dylan yells out but then says, "thank you, Sir." Good thinking. Tommy will know when to stop by the way dylan says "thank you." Tommy doesn't do this quickly. And he gives three light little pats and then the fourth one comes crashing down! dylan struggles to get the words out. Tommy caresses the boy's butt and can feel how hot it is. He picks up the hairbrush again and gives two of the strongest blows ever, one right after the other, one on each cheek. dylan is close to tears when he mumbles, "Thank you, Sir." Tommy doesn't move. He gives dylan the time he needs to absorb all of the pain he is feeling. At the same time, he is glad that dylan caved in so soon. Tommy rubs dylan's back and plays with his hair and leaves dylan hanging out in sub space, ready for whatever he wants and needs. "You are a good boy," he says to his beloved. "A good special boy who I love with every ounce of my heart. And I guess sometimes that means I have to treat you like you're a bad boy who needs a spanking. But I still love you and if you didn't want this we would never do it again." "I need you like this, Sir," dylan answers, and he slides onto the floor and gets on his knees between Tommy's legs. "When you spank me it makes me want to give the most pleasure to your awesome dick that I possibly can," dylan says as he licks up Tommy's erection. "It got you hard to spank me," he observes. "I guess I must like doing it to you as much as you like getting it," Tommy answers. "Now do your duty, sweetheart. Lick and suck my cock better than you've ever done before for anyone. My dick is your duty, boy. Your mouth is made to give me pleasure, and I know how much you have always wanted to do this for me. Now prove it. Prove to me how much you are meant for my cock. Prove to me that you are a slave to my cock. Go ahead. Put the tip in your mouth and encircle it with you tongue. Give it a lot of saliva, boy. Drool on my dick. You belong down there between my legs, dylan. That's your happy place, having me in your mouth, giving me pleasure. Go down on me, cocksucker. Swallow me all the way down even if you gag a bit. I am meant for your mouth and your mouth is meant for my cock. Oh, feels so good, boy, so very good. Help me understand what you are to me. Help me understand the quality of your love, baby. Suck me good. Slow and wet and all the way down then back up to play with the head. That's it, baby. Suck it, boy. This is the only cock you'll ever get to suck from now on and you should be hungry for my cock every hour of the day. Oh shit, how good you are making me feel. What a good slave you are!" Tommy takes dylan's head in his hands. "Let loose, boy. Give me your head. Let me move it. don't move yourself, let me use your mouth to jerk off. That's right. Let my hands guide you. Forget everything except what it feels like to be worshipping my dick, boy. You are meant for my dick. Oh, how much time we wasted, how many years because you were afraid to tell me how much you needed to do this for me. "Go on, boy. do your duty." Tommy lets go of dylan's head and lets' dylan do the work again. "Yes, baby, oh yes, so good. So nice, so hot. I can feel how hungry you are for dick, for my dick, my personal cocksucker and I want this so much from you. I want to feed you my seed to drink. That's what you're meant for. My cum will nourish you and help you be the best slaveboy in the whole world. "Make love to me, boy. I'm almost ready to spew into your mouth, dylan. Be ready to take it and taste it and swallow it, the best drink in the world. Your Tommy's load. All for you." The way Tommy is talking is driving dylan out of his mind and making him more and more turned on and this is the greatest pleasure he has ever had. Kneeling before his Tommy with a well-spanked ass, making love to his Master because he is the most important person in his life, the object of all his love, and dylan is willingly his slaveboy when Tommy needs him to be that. dylan worships Tommy with his lips and his tongue and his mouth. "HERE IT COMES, BOY! All for you. Feel me shoot myself into your mouth. Feel me feed you. Milk me dry, baby. Milk me of my love for you. You are such a good boy. You make me so happy. I own you. I love you. I want to possess you forever." dylan eagerly drinks Tommy down and then gently suckles his dick as is softens. He licks all around to make sure nothing goes to waste. He licks Tommy's balls as well, so happy to be allowed access to all of his lover. He loves being Tommy's good boy, Tommy's cocksucker, Tommy's slaveboy, Tommy's sub. Finally they've had enough. Tommy helps dylan get up off his knees and pulls him down onto the bed, kissing him deeply, tasting himself in dylan's mouth. And once again they get lost in each other. Tommy ruffles dylan's hair and dylan looks into his eyes. "Did you enjoy having my cock in your mouth, dylan?" "Always, Sir." "That's a good boy. Like I said, my cock and your mouth are made for each other. I want you to be hungry for it at all times, no matter what. It should have nothing to do with your own sexual needs, boy. It is simply a reflection of our relationship together and you will serve my cock whenever I want you to, whether you are in the mood or not. You will never resist it. Do you understand?" dylan trembles with a new kind of excitement. "Yes, Tommy, I understand. Or maybe I should say `yes, Master?'" "You can call me whatever you feel like calling me at any time, just as I will for you, sweetheart, except in public sometimes." Tommy chuckles and dylan chuckles along with him. "are you enjoying the way I am acting towards you?" Tommy asks. "Unbelievably so. Far more than I ever imagined or anticipated. It's a real treat, discovering this side of you, stronger than ever and it is making me feel even more submissive than I have ever felt before." "I'm happy to hear that, baby." Tommy kisses him again and dylan sucks from his mouth the way he likes to. Then Tommy reaches between them and toys with dylan's nipples. dylan responds by pushing them into his fingers. "Yours, Sir." "I know that, baby. All of you is mine." dylan moans as Tommy increases the pressure on his nipples and rolls them between his fingers. "When you were a little boy, your nipples were practically flat," he tells dylan. "But over the years they began getting some definition, and I enjoyed seeing the way they started getting perky. I used to sneak peeks at them all the time. They always seemed more attractive to me than any girl's nipples. Girls' nipples are too big. Yours are the perfect size for me." "I'm glad they please You, Sir." "I love experiencing your submissiveness, baby. In new ways now. A constant source of pleasure for me." "I'm glad I please you, Sir." "Hey, I have an idea. I think that the next time I want you to suck my cock I'm going to make you cum first. That will really prove to me how hungry you are for my cock, because most guys just want to roll over and go to sleep after they cum. I want you to spill your load and then suck me just as eagerly as you sucked me tonight after I spanked you." "And if you don't think I'm being eager enough, just use corporal punishment to motivate me. But I promise I am going to try my hardest because sucking your cock turns me on more than cumming. I'll always be your total slave, Master." END OF CHAPTER SIXTEEN If you'd like to see a "Picture" of Tommy and dylan, just write me: subkodak25@gmail.com I'd love to hear from you. 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