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Fun with Doug
Summary – Doug liked being dominating in bed.
Fun with Doug
I didn’t really know what I was getting into when I fell for Doug Penhall. Sure, he could be a jerk sometimes, but, that’s what made me fall for him. Of course, it took forever to let him know that I loved him. I mean, really, really loved him. But, he was all right with it. Soon after we moved in together and started a sexual relationship. I had never been with a guy before. But, there was just something about Doug that….oh man, I don’t know.
I mean, on a case, I have had the odd dude kiss me. Good thing for me it was always someone who was legally a consenting adult. But I always stopped it. I couldn’t afford to play that game, not when I wasn’t so sure what sort of diseases they had. Of course, both Doug and I got tested. Our excuse was that we were paranoid of picking something up along the way; thankfully, we were both clean.
It was after that that Doug and I started; I walked in through the door, and the lights were off. I knew that Doug had to be home. I had to stop by the grocers but Doug had sped along home. So…where was he? I tried the switch, and still the lights wouldn’t turn on. This pissed me off, and so while I made my way to the kitchen to get rid of the groceries before deciding what to do about the lights. I found myself pinned against the counter.
“Look what I found…” Doug said softly into my ear. Doug liked being dominating in bed, I on the other hand would make him work for it. If you can’t take me fighting, than you can’t take me at all. His hands wormed their way under my shirt as his lips found my neck and started sucking in on particular spot. He would alternate against sucking and licking and drooling. It was heaven! I don’t know why I liked it, but I did.
His hands were a different story though, I actually had to worry about them. One found my nipple and began to play with it while the other snaked into the pants. He gave my cock a quick squeeze – before continuing on to play with my hole. I was always weird about my body, even as a teen, I gave myself an enema in the morning. He had an easy time getting one finger in to the second knuckle. I know I wasn’t fighting, but I was going too.
“Do you have any lube?” I asked. He groaned while I grinned. Of course he didn’t.
“Stay here, I’ll go get it,” He said, drawing his hand out of me. I gave him a smile before I ran off. He growled. He would have seen my trick coming a mile away if he had been thinking straight. I was hard now, but I wanted to tease him. This always made things interesting. I would run, he would chase after me and then he would punish me. It was always something I looked forward too. I loved letting him dominate me.
I ran around the couch, Doug tried but failed to catch me in time as I darted for the guest bedroom. I locked the door. I knew I was stuck in here, but maybe he would think of a way to get in while I looked for a place to hide. I wasn’t afraid of closed in spaces and so, I decided that under the bed was a good as any.
I was quick enough to get under just in time for Doug to have unlocked the door and enter. Breathing heavily and cursing me out for running. Like I said, if you can’t take me fighting, than you can’t take me at all. Honestly, I would be me if I didn’t. Well, Doug decided to close and lock the door. I guess we would have sex here if he found me. Not that it mattered where we did it, we had the next two days off. He could keep me tied up as long as he wanted. I would be sore by the time we got to work on Monday….but…oh well. I started the game.
Doug looked in the closet first. He seemed to have found something when he didn’t find me. Not that I knew what it was. But I watched intently. Then he took a turn around the room before sitting on the bed. I put a hand over my mouth and nose, I was going to sneeze and he would find me and then I would be fucked. Literally.
I heard him moved, and just as I was going to lose it, the dust ruffle was lifted and I could see him staring back at me. I sneezed in his face and he glared.
“Sorry,” I gave him a sheepish smile.
“Get out from there, you know I’ve won,” he said. I nodded my head. We had made this wager long ago. If he caught me, he could do to me whatever he wanted. But if he couldn’t, than we could go a night without sex. I crawled out and stood.
“Clothes off,” he ordered. I stripped as fast as I dared, sometimes he liked for me to tease him, but he was slightly pissed and I didn’t want to make it worse. When I was naked he smirked at me as he took me into a hug and kissed me soundly. His hands trailed down my arms till they got to my wrists. Then he folded my arms behind me. Reaching behind him he brought to my attention soft brown rope. He had me turn my back to him and he started threading the rope around my arms. I was tied wrist to elbow and arm to arm. He put the roped around my chest twice so that it framed my nipples before he tied it off.
Then he led me back through the apartment to the dinning room. He laid me face down on the table and stretched my legs wide. There was more roped and he started to wind it around my lags. He tied it at the base of my thigh and butt before wrapping it as he went down, when he got to the table leg, he wrapped that along with mine all the way to the ankle where he tied it off. He did the same to my other leg. My cock and balls hung below the rim of the table, I was getting hard by now. He slipped some books under my stomach to make my butt elevate more into the air. Then with more rope he tied my chest and arms down to the table as well. Satisfied he slapped my ass once and I grunted.
“This is going to be fun,” he said. Then he came towards my face. The first thing he did was blindfold me before gagging me with his favorite ball gag. I was completely at his mercy. Then he disappeared (I could hear his foot steps and I was left waiting).
I was sure he was going to make my butt red by the time we were done with this. He liked to spank me with any number of objects. Some times he would get me up early just to give me a good spanking before we went to work, and then we would see how hard it was for me to sit still all day. I would usually find work to do outside of the office though, so that I wasn’t always sitting. But when it was paper work…he loved to do it when all I had was paper work. I hated those days.
I was so entranced with my own thinking that I didn’t realize Doug was back until I felt cold ice on my back side. This was another thing he liked to do. Fill me with ice and take me. He said it felt good. He took the ice and rubbed it on my right ass cheek till there was nothing more of it. It took him a few moments, but he didn’t care. When it came to his games he liked going slow. Then, something smacked me hard and I jumped. So, he would start the spanking early. He usually took me before he spanked me. Another piece of ice to melt on my left cheek and when that was done, a smack. Both made me jerk hard against the table. But it was sturdy.
More ice melted on an ass cheek before he spanked me. I wondered when he would start putting ice inside of me. He melted more ice on an ass cheek before spanking me again. Then he just forgot about the ice and started with just striking my ass with the paddle. He liked strong wood, and it hurt, I had gotten used to it. But it was still odd when I thought about it. He never left bruises on me though. He was too practiced at this to do that. He made it hurt, but that was it.
After ten strikes (I always count) he took ice to my ass. Two at a time. It made me jerk and gasp around the gag. So, this was going to be his game. Make me as uncomfortable as possible. When the ice was done, he started spanking me again. This time he went twenty strikes before picking up some ice. This time he stuck it into me with no warning and no foreplay. He pushed it deep within me and pushed till I started shivering against the intrusion. He had it fetched up against that gland deep inside me. By this time my cock was so hard I was sure I was going to cum. But, Doug must have seen it for he slipped something over the head and squeezed it shut at the base. I moaned at this. Now I wouldn’t be able to cum till he let me. And that could take a while.
“Hmmmm…I cannot wait to take you…” Doug said as he pushed another ice cube into me. I squirmed a bit but the ropes held. He seemed to think this amusing since he chuckled at my attempts. “Now, now, Tommy…no getting away…” he said. Patting my ass. Oh shit, I wasn’t going to go to bed any time soon now.
I didn’t have to wait long to see where the rest of this was going. Something sticky was dribbled onto my ass, next thing I know his hands are messaging and pain shoots up from the spanking. It’s not the worst spanking he’s given me. He straddles me now and I find that he is also naked and his cock wants to burry deep inside me. He puts something hard at my entrance and shoots something into me. It’s not cold but it isn’t warm either. After that, Doug slipped his finger in and started fucking me a bit.
By this time I’m moaning and trying to beg through my gag. But, he either ignores me or is just grinning ear to ear because I don’t usually ask him to let me cum. I also fight a hell of a lot more than I did earlier. I suppose I wanted this jut as much as he wanted it.
After a few more minutes of trying to find my prostrate, torturing me in the process, Doug slipped his oiled dick into me. Now the act would really be done instead of all this foreplay. Not that I minded. Doug settled into a slightly slow rhythm. It wouldn’t be long now till he came and let me up. Then he’d let me cum and we’d shower and clean up.
He’s an amazing lover, especially when he makes me take it.
END
Fun with Doug
I didn’t really know what I was getting into when I fell for Doug Penhall. Sure, he could be a jerk sometimes, but, that’s what made me fall for him. Of course, it took forever to let him know that I loved him. I mean, really, really loved him. But, he was all right with it. Soon after we moved in together and started a sexual relationship. I had never been with a guy before. But, there was just something about Doug that….oh man, I don’t know.
I mean, on a case, I have had the odd dude kiss me. Good thing for me it was always someone who was legally a consenting adult. But I always stopped it. I couldn’t afford to play that game, not when I wasn’t so sure what sort of diseases they had. Of course, both Doug and I got tested. Our excuse was that we were paranoid of picking something up along the way; thankfully, we were both clean.
It was after that that Doug and I started; I walked in through the door, and the lights were off. I knew that Doug had to be home. I had to stop by the grocers but Doug had sped along home. So…where was he? I tried the switch, and still the lights wouldn’t turn on. This pissed me off, and so while I made my way to the kitchen to get rid of the groceries before deciding what to do about the lights. I found myself pinned against the counter.
“Look what I found…” Doug said softly into my ear. Doug liked being dominating in bed, I on the other hand would make him work for it. If you can’t take me fighting, than you can’t take me at all. His hands wormed their way under my shirt as his lips found my neck and started sucking in on particular spot. He would alternate against sucking and licking and drooling. It was heaven! I don’t know why I liked it, but I did.
His hands were a different story though, I actually had to worry about them. One found my nipple and began to play with it while the other snaked into the pants. He gave my cock a quick squeeze – before continuing on to play with my hole. I was always weird about my body, even as a teen, I gave myself an enema in the morning. He had an easy time getting one finger in to the second knuckle. I know I wasn’t fighting, but I was going too.
“Do you have any lube?” I asked. He groaned while I grinned. Of course he didn’t.
“Stay here, I’ll go get it,” He said, drawing his hand out of me. I gave him a smile before I ran off. He growled. He would have seen my trick coming a mile away if he had been thinking straight. I was hard now, but I wanted to tease him. This always made things interesting. I would run, he would chase after me and then he would punish me. It was always something I looked forward too. I loved letting him dominate me.
I ran around the couch, Doug tried but failed to catch me in time as I darted for the guest bedroom. I locked the door. I knew I was stuck in here, but maybe he would think of a way to get in while I looked for a place to hide. I wasn’t afraid of closed in spaces and so, I decided that under the bed was a good as any.
I was quick enough to get under just in time for Doug to have unlocked the door and enter. Breathing heavily and cursing me out for running. Like I said, if you can’t take me fighting, than you can’t take me at all. Honestly, I would be me if I didn’t. Well, Doug decided to close and lock the door. I guess we would have sex here if he found me. Not that it mattered where we did it, we had the next two days off. He could keep me tied up as long as he wanted. I would be sore by the time we got to work on Monday….but…oh well. I started the game.
Doug looked in the closet first. He seemed to have found something when he didn’t find me. Not that I knew what it was. But I watched intently. Then he took a turn around the room before sitting on the bed. I put a hand over my mouth and nose, I was going to sneeze and he would find me and then I would be fucked. Literally.
I heard him moved, and just as I was going to lose it, the dust ruffle was lifted and I could see him staring back at me. I sneezed in his face and he glared.
“Sorry,” I gave him a sheepish smile.
“Get out from there, you know I’ve won,” he said. I nodded my head. We had made this wager long ago. If he caught me, he could do to me whatever he wanted. But if he couldn’t, than we could go a night without sex. I crawled out and stood.
“Clothes off,” he ordered. I stripped as fast as I dared, sometimes he liked for me to tease him, but he was slightly pissed and I didn’t want to make it worse. When I was naked he smirked at me as he took me into a hug and kissed me soundly. His hands trailed down my arms till they got to my wrists. Then he folded my arms behind me. Reaching behind him he brought to my attention soft brown rope. He had me turn my back to him and he started threading the rope around my arms. I was tied wrist to elbow and arm to arm. He put the roped around my chest twice so that it framed my nipples before he tied it off.
Then he led me back through the apartment to the dinning room. He laid me face down on the table and stretched my legs wide. There was more roped and he started to wind it around my lags. He tied it at the base of my thigh and butt before wrapping it as he went down, when he got to the table leg, he wrapped that along with mine all the way to the ankle where he tied it off. He did the same to my other leg. My cock and balls hung below the rim of the table, I was getting hard by now. He slipped some books under my stomach to make my butt elevate more into the air. Then with more rope he tied my chest and arms down to the table as well. Satisfied he slapped my ass once and I grunted.
“This is going to be fun,” he said. Then he came towards my face. The first thing he did was blindfold me before gagging me with his favorite ball gag. I was completely at his mercy. Then he disappeared (I could hear his foot steps and I was left waiting).
I was sure he was going to make my butt red by the time we were done with this. He liked to spank me with any number of objects. Some times he would get me up early just to give me a good spanking before we went to work, and then we would see how hard it was for me to sit still all day. I would usually find work to do outside of the office though, so that I wasn’t always sitting. But when it was paper work…he loved to do it when all I had was paper work. I hated those days.
I was so entranced with my own thinking that I didn’t realize Doug was back until I felt cold ice on my back side. This was another thing he liked to do. Fill me with ice and take me. He said it felt good. He took the ice and rubbed it on my right ass cheek till there was nothing more of it. It took him a few moments, but he didn’t care. When it came to his games he liked going slow. Then, something smacked me hard and I jumped. So, he would start the spanking early. He usually took me before he spanked me. Another piece of ice to melt on my left cheek and when that was done, a smack. Both made me jerk hard against the table. But it was sturdy.
More ice melted on an ass cheek before he spanked me. I wondered when he would start putting ice inside of me. He melted more ice on an ass cheek before spanking me again. Then he just forgot about the ice and started with just striking my ass with the paddle. He liked strong wood, and it hurt, I had gotten used to it. But it was still odd when I thought about it. He never left bruises on me though. He was too practiced at this to do that. He made it hurt, but that was it.
After ten strikes (I always count) he took ice to my ass. Two at a time. It made me jerk and gasp around the gag. So, this was going to be his game. Make me as uncomfortable as possible. When the ice was done, he started spanking me again. This time he went twenty strikes before picking up some ice. This time he stuck it into me with no warning and no foreplay. He pushed it deep within me and pushed till I started shivering against the intrusion. He had it fetched up against that gland deep inside me. By this time my cock was so hard I was sure I was going to cum. But, Doug must have seen it for he slipped something over the head and squeezed it shut at the base. I moaned at this. Now I wouldn’t be able to cum till he let me. And that could take a while.
“Hmmmm…I cannot wait to take you…” Doug said as he pushed another ice cube into me. I squirmed a bit but the ropes held. He seemed to think this amusing since he chuckled at my attempts. “Now, now, Tommy…no getting away…” he said. Patting my ass. Oh shit, I wasn’t going to go to bed any time soon now.
I didn’t have to wait long to see where the rest of this was going. Something sticky was dribbled onto my ass, next thing I know his hands are messaging and pain shoots up from the spanking. It’s not the worst spanking he’s given me. He straddles me now and I find that he is also naked and his cock wants to burry deep inside me. He puts something hard at my entrance and shoots something into me. It’s not cold but it isn’t warm either. After that, Doug slipped his finger in and started fucking me a bit.
By this time I’m moaning and trying to beg through my gag. But, he either ignores me or is just grinning ear to ear because I don’t usually ask him to let me cum. I also fight a hell of a lot more than I did earlier. I suppose I wanted this jut as much as he wanted it.
After a few more minutes of trying to find my prostrate, torturing me in the process, Doug slipped his oiled dick into me. Now the act would really be done instead of all this foreplay. Not that I minded. Doug settled into a slightly slow rhythm. It wouldn’t be long now till he came and let me up. Then he’d let me cum and we’d shower and clean up.
He’s an amazing lover, especially when he makes me take it.
END