Brian's POV

Justin had been sleeping for a few hours. In that time, I'd managed to get the shower wall replaced, though it took a hefty tip to get it done so quickly, and I made a run to the sex toy shop. I'd even prepared lunch. I'm normally not the type to cook, but part of the D/s lifestyle, at least in the beginning, involves taking care of all of the sub's needs, physical, emotional, and sexual. Justin needed to learn to give up control completely and to trust me to give him what he needed. It was part of the early bonding process. Theoretically, Justin would find that he enjoyed letting go of all his worries and receiving all the attention I was prepared to lavish on him. On top of all that, spending so much time together engaged in mundane activities would require a lot of physical contact. Everything would be partly sexual. That would further solidify our bond and require Justin to control himself as I directed, all the while reinforcing that I would give him the most pleasure he'd ever experienced if he were only obedient and patient.

I brought a plate to the bedroom and set it on one of the end tables. I pulled the duvet off Justin and tossed it on the floor. He was lying on his back. His cock was partially erect, and his legs were spread a bit. Sleeping like that, he looked innocent and wanton at the same time. I took a deep breath, trying to slow my heart rate and will my cock to soften. When I had, I bent down and opened my toy trunk. I took out some cotton rope and bound Justin's hands and feet loosely, tying the rope to the bed legs. Then, I lay on the bed between his thighs and licked the underside of his cock. I licked around the head and, then, began sucking on it. I continued to do so until I heard Justin moaning softly. I looked up. He was still asleep. I took his entire cock in my mouth and began sucking on it hard, drawing it in and out of my mouth slowly. Justin moaned louder. When I swallowed around his cock, his eyes shot open. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and smiled.

"Afternoon, Angel."

He blinked a few times and, then, smiled back warmly. "Afternoon, Master."

He actually purred when he said "Master." I closed my eyes and swallowed hard, trying desperately to get control over my body. Every time he called me that, I felt it in my cock, especially the first time during a 'scene.' There is nothing sexier in this world than a beautiful man offering himself up to you completely, not only willingly, but eagerly. I opened my eyes and pulled my body up so that I was straddling him. I leaned down and brushed my lips against his and licked his bottom lip. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, cupped his cheeks, and deepened the kiss. I continued kissing him for a minute but, then, pulled back. He whimpered softly.

"We can finish that later. Right now, you need to eat. You missed breakfast."

I released his hands and sat him up and, then, sat down in between his knees, my legs around his waist. I grabbed the fuzzy cuffs from the floor beside the bed and fastened his hands together in front of him.

Justin didn't say anything. He just watched me curiously.

I grabbed the plate off the end table and set it on my lap. I'd made him a chicken salad sandwich, which I had cut into bite-sized pieces and a green salad with tomatoes and carrots. When Justin saw what I'd made, he licked his lips but, then, looked back up at me. I chuckled. He was such a food whore.

I said, "Open up, Angel."

Once he had, I set a sandwich piece in his mouth. He chewed and swallowed quickly and opened his mouth again. I fed him half the sandwich that way and, then, picked up some lettuce drenched in ranch dressing, I traced his lips with it and then licked the dressing off. His cock responded immediately. I kissed him passionately, but pulled away quickly and placed the lettuce into his mouth. He groaned and then laughed and munched on his lettuce. Next, I took a cherry tomato and held in front of his mouth. He reached out to take it, but I pulled it away.

"Uh, uh. You have to be patient and follow directions."

He waited, looking at me expectantly. I pushed the tomato halfway into his mouth and said, "Bite it."

When he bit into it, tomato juice sluiced down his face. He chewed and swallowed the tomato half, and, then, I licked the juice from his mouth, cheeks, and chin.

"Mmm. Angel, you're tasty."

Justin smiled bright. I rubbed his lips with the other tomato half and, then, popped it into his mouth. When he'd eaten it, I kissed his lips tenderly and then licked them clean. I fed him the rest of the lettuce and cherry tomatoes without the sensual play, but I smiled a lot and kissed his lips gently every few bites. Then, I fed him a few more bites of the sandwich. Finally, we'd gotten to the best part. I took a long carrot spear (short but thick) and rolled it in the dressing. Justin was watching me with a naughty glint in his eye. I think he guessed what I was going to ask him to do, and he seemed excited. I lifted it up and said, "Angel, lick it clean."

He smiled and drew his tongue along its length, licking my fingers in the process.

"You're a naughty boy. Did I ask you to lick my fingers?"

"No, Master."

"Then why did you?"

He blushed but, then, answered softly, "Forgive me, Master. I just wanted to taste you so badly. What I enjoying licking most is your cock, your nipples, your lips, your ass, and your fingers. With your fingers so close, I couldn't resist."

He kept his eyes down but spoke in a sultry voice. The little fucker was good, by all appearances, obedient, but willfully disobedient in his attempt to get me to do what he wanted (feed him my cock rather than carrot sticks).

"You're still being naughty; don't think for a second that I don't know what you're trying to do."

He kept his eyes down, but bit back a smile.

I wanted to laugh, but I had to be serious. I couldn't tolerate open defiance. Not so soon anyway.

"It appears you're no longer hungry for food." I set the plate back on the end table.

"I'll always give you what you need, Angel, but you need to learn patience."

I moved off of Justin and, then, off the bed. I rummaged around the toy trunk until I found a cock ring. I slipped it on Justin's erect cock.

I walked into the living room, picked up the chaise, and carried it into the bedroom, setting it right in front of the bed.

"I'm about to do what I wanted you to do to me, before you were naughty."

I lay on the chaise, spread my legs a bit, picked up a bottle of lube, squeezed some in my hands, and rubbed my hands together to warm it up. I took one hand, grabbed my cock firmly, and started stroking it real slow. Justin licked his lips and moaned softly. I could see his cock swell. I closed my eyes and arched my back as I continued to stroke my cock. Then, I bent my knees and slipped a lubed finger inside me. I pushed it all the way up until I hit my prostate and moaned loudly. I stroked my cock faster. I opened my eyes and looked at Justin. His eyes wore a look of pain, and his cock was leaking.

"Do you like watching me finger myself, Angel?"

In a half-whisper, half-groan, he answered, "Yes, Master."

"Maybe you'd like to see me replace my finger with something a little bit larger."

I continued to stroke my cock, but more slowly. I pulled a large blue dildo from the toy chest and squeezed a generous amount of lube on it, stroking it until it was slick with lube. Then, I opened myself up with another two lubed fingers. Finally, I placed the dildo at my entrance and slid it inside me slowly. I grunted when it was halfway in and stopped. When I was finally able to accommodate it, I pushed it almost all the way in. I moved it around until I hit my prostate and moaned loud. "Fuck, that feels incredible."

Justin's cock was purple, throbbing, and covered in precum.

I pulled the dildo out and set it on the floor, carefully avoiding my bearskin rug.

"You look like you want something, Angel. Tell me what you want."

"Master, I want…I want…"

I guessed that he wanted so much that he couldn't settle on just one thing. Luckily, I was way ahead of him.

"Angel, do you want me to suck your cock while I fuck you with a dildo?"

His eyes brightened at this. I think we have a winner.

"While you were sleeping, I bought you a present."

I stood up and pulled a huge black dildo out of a brown paper bag. It was the same length as mine but thicker.

"What do you think, Angel? Can you take a cock this size?"

Justin nodded furiously and said, "Yes, Master. I want it inside of me. Please."

Fuck, his enthusiasm was HOT! He always wanted to try new things.

I squeezed lube on the dildo and stroked it until it was slick. I directed Justin to lie down and placed a pillow under his ass.

I knelt by the side of the bed, so I had easy access to both his cock and his ass. I licked his cock from head to base until he was no longer covered in precum. He moaned low in his throat. I started to prepare him, but Justin shook his head frantically.

"No, Master, please, don't."

My eyes widened.

Justin was crying softly. "I want to really feel the present you bought me, Master. The pain and the pleasure. I want to imagine it's your bare cock ripping me open and fucking me hard."

Fucking Christ! Justin was simultaneously breaking my heart and making my cock so hard it hurt.

I wiped away his tears and then kissed him passionately. I decided to forgo the cock sucking for now and kneel between his legs on the bed.

"Angel, are you ready? I'm going to fuck you raw and rough."

"God, yes, Master. Please."

I placed the dildo at Justin's entrance and, then, pushed it in a quarter of the way. Justin cried out but, then, pushed back, trying to bury the dildo in his ass. Fuck! I pushed it almost all the way in. Justin was crying hard now.

"Can you feel me inside you, Angel?"

"Yes, Master. Your cock is so huge; it's filling me up."

I moved the dildo around until I hit his sweet spot. Justin moaned loudly.

"Angel, do you like the way that feels?"

"Fuck yes, Master. Only you can make me feel this way."

I pulled the dildo almost all the way out and started fucking Justin with it hard, hitting his prostate on every thrust.

"Ohh….ohhh…Fuck me, Master. Fuck me, harder."

I complied.

When he started grunting loud, I asked, "Angel, do you want to cum?"

"Fuck yes, Master. Please, let me cum."

Still fucking Justin with the dildo, but more slowly, I slipped a condom on my cock. I pulled the dildo out, tossed it aside, pulled the cock ring off, and buried myself in Justin's ass in one thrust. Then, I held his waist and fucked him harder and faster than I ever have before. Justin bit his lip, trying to hold off. I angled my hips so that I was hitting his prostate. Justin began whimpering. A few more thrusts and I breathed, "Cum for me, Angel."

He came the second the words left my lips. His entire body quaked with the force of his orgasm, and his ass clamped down on me like a vise. Then, I came so hard I nearly lost consciousness. I rested my head on Justin's chest for a moment to catch my breath, pulled out, and tossed the condom in the trash bin. Then, I released Justin's hands and feet, pulled him into my arms, and lay down with him. I kissed his lips, cheeks, and forehead, as I gently rubbed his back. Justin was still crying. His arms were wrapped tightly around my neck. I nuzzled his cheek and whispered, "Angel, you did so good. You gave me more pleasure than I have ever experienced." He looked up at me in surprise.

"I did, Master?"

"Yes, Angel. Of course, you did. You are very special to me and so beautiful. Your body responds to mine in ways no one else's body ever could. We've always had a special connection. Since that first night."

"We have, haven't we, Master?"

Words had been tumbling out of my mouth unbidden, and I couldn't stop them if I'd wanted to, which I don't think I did. Expressing feelings I'd been trying to hide for so long was such a relief, I felt as though I were high on some wonderful drug. I couldn't stop myself from getting them all out.

"Angel…"

"Yes, Master."

"Do you remember our first night together?"

"Yes, Master." Justin smiled bright.

"Do you remember what I said to you after we fucked the first time?"

Justin answered nervously, "You said, you said, that you loved me."

He looked up at me expectantly. What he expected I don't know, but I doubt it was what I actually said.

I pulled him tighter against me and whispered in his ear, "I meant what I said that night, Angel. I loved you then, and I love you now. I've loved you all along."

Justin pulled away, so he could look at me. His eyes were filled with tears. When he confirmed what I'd said with the look in my eyes, he held me tight and breathed, "I love you, too, Brian. I always have, and I always will."

I smiled and nuzzled his neck. I decided to let the drop in protocol slide this time.