Dirk groans as he stretches his arms over his head and pops his back. He's been working on his A.I. for hours and is in desperate need of a break. He thinks to his boyfriend in the other room and smiles. He and Jake found each other in an online chat room and would talk all night in the private chat. When Jake flew out to Texas to meet him in person, they fell in love instantly. Things got a little strange from there.
Jake had admitted that he'd always wanted to be owned. Truly owned. Dirk could only oblige. Which let them to today, where Jake would cook, clean, and fulfill all of his demands and needs. They wouldn't have it any other way.
So when Dirk thinks to Jake, he starts thinking about his eyes, his body, his mouth. God, he thinks of his mouth. Dirk draws a conclusion to what he wants to do for his break.
"Jake!" He calls, quickly followed by soft footsteps and his workshop door opening.
"Yes, Dirk?"
"Suck my cock." He deadpans, making Jake's face bleed pink.
"Yes, Sir!" He practically skips over to the boy in the chair and falls to his knees. He quickly undoes the button and zipper in the blonde's jeans and Dirk lifts his hips to help him slide them down.
Jake drags the butt of his hand over Dirk's crotch and the boy in front of him groans at the pressure on his dick. The Texan spreads his legs to accommodate his lover and the brunet leans in to lick him through his boxers. Dirk tilts his head back against the chair and combs his fingers through thick brown hair, latching on when Jake presses his flicks his tongue over his shaft. Finally he reaches for the hem of his shorts and, again with some help, slides them down to Dirks ankles. He dives straight in, spreading him open and putting his mouth everywhere he can get it.
"God, Jake, I fucking love your mouth." Said boy chuckles around him, making him gasp and thrust up. He pulls away and replaces his mouth with his thumb and forefinger, softly pinching and stroking him.
"And I love sucking your cock. It's so delicious and the sounds you make are exquisite." Dirk's face goes red at his words and he stutters out a reply.
"Th-then shut the fuck up and get back to it, slave."
Jake moans and grips Dirk's ass with both hands, sliding him closer and sucking his dick into his mouth. The pale boy's breath hitches and a shuddering moan drips down his chin. The boy below him closes his eyes and gives a hard suck, tongue playing with the sensitive tip. It hasn't been very long, but Jake can already tell that the orange eyed boy is starting to get close. He releases his hands from Dirk's backside and brings a hand down to his own crotch as well as two fingers to just under his soaked chin. The pet teases his masters entrance before sliding both fingers in harshly inside. The noise that meets Jake's ears is wonderful, a high pitched whine stuttering into a deep moan, which soon turns into quick noisy breaths as he thoroughly fucks the boy with his fingers.
Dirk comes loudly, voice cracking and body shaking. It seems to go forever until the moans turn back to whines and his master pushes him away, oversensitive. When Dirk looks down, he sees Jake feverishly jerking off under him. He smiles to himself, what a good pet. When he finishes, Dirk pulls him up into his lap and kisses him sweetly on the mouth.
"Thank you, Jake." he says into his cheek before kissing it. The tan boy leans his head on the freckled shoulder beside him and kisses the neck it belongs to.
"Absolutely, Sir. Anytime." They look at each other and laugh softly. The A.I. can wait just a little longer. Right now they're both in need of a shower and a nap.