Mould Him to My Desires (Bliss & Time)

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After hearing Damien say that he would stay with "his mongrel for the week", Jamie smiled. Or at least, he thought he was smiling. On the surface, it was barely more than a smirk. He felt those hands in his hair and those arms around his shoulder. The way the slender teen held him made him feel so wanted. It was a level of closeness that he had never really experienced before. Sure, he had cuddled with girls before, but never had he felt so needed. It felt really nice. It made him feel like there was meaning to his actions now. Though it might be a bit extreme to say it gave him purpose to his life, it was certainly the way he felt right now. His purpose to was please Damien and to protect him, like the loyal, horny pet he was.

Jamie watched as his Master drifted off to sleep, knowing that what they had done had drained him as well. The muscular teen gently climbed off of Damien and took his place beside him. He grabbed his Master's arm and wrapped it around himself as he nuzzled into his partner's neck. He even gave Damien a few affectionate licks on his chest before cuddling up against his Master.

Hours had passed before Jamie had woken up next to Damien. The room was dark since the sun had set and they had not put on any lights before they had fallen asleep. It took him a while to realize where he was, but when he did remember that he was next to Damien, he let out a sigh of relief. It seemed the sexy vixen was still asleep, and Jamie did not want to wake him. With some rest in his body, the horny mutt was ready for more action, though he wondered if Damien would be. He wasn't sure what to do while he waited for Damien to wake up, so he decided to do something Damien would enjoy. The quiet teen got on all fours and began to lightly lick Damien's body, sucking and nipping it lightly. It soon turned into a game fore Jamie. How many times could he mark his Master before he woke up? He made sure to stay clear of Damien's sensitive areas, knowing it would wake his Master up faster and stuck to his arms, his sides and his stomach.

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Damien slept deeply after so many sessions of fucking and coming, fucking and coming. Sometimes, even coming hard enough that Damien felt his body lose all strength. By the time he did wake up, he was covered in thin layers of saliva everywhere except his most sensitive areas and covered in little, faint marks that paled in comparison to the much more visible and darker marks that marked Damien's shoulders, neck, hips, anywhere that Jamie had grabbed, bit, gripped, and sucked on. Even around his nipples was a little bruised and red from Jamie biting and sucking. When he walked into this, Damien had no idea that, in such short time, he would be covered in marks and have Jamie bending to his every command. If he had known...he would've pursued sooner, but back when he first started crushing on the larger teen he wasn't as much of the masochist as he is now...Damien wasn't even sure if he would've been able to please Jamie's sexual frustration back then.

"Marking your master while he's recovering from your onslaught? What a naughty, naughty bitch you are." Damien said softly, using the new word knowing how much it drove Jamie crazy the last time he said it. Right after he said that, he lept at Jamie and had him pinned to the bed while he stared down at Jamie with all kinds of mischief. He was forgetting the fact that his body was a little sore, in fact his hips were getting more and more sore by the minute. He pushed the pain out of his mind and focused on Jamie at the moment. "Who said you could do things like that when your master is sleeping? Hm? Who said?" he asked, using a more demanding voice than playful to see if it had a deeper impact than if Damien just used his teasing voice. He wanted to see just how his "puppy" ticked, if he preferred Damien's firm voice over the playful, seductive tone he always used when commanding.

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Jamie felt himself being pressed into the bed as Damien lunged on him. Hearing his Master call him a bitch still got him going. He was scared that he would only feel that intensely attracted to Damien during their first time together, but hearing his Master call him a bitch reignited his burning desire for the slender teen. He had a hard time seeing his friend because of the darkness, but when Damien leaned forward to talk to him, he could see those sexy, troublesome eyes. Jamie's cock was fully erect and drooling at that point, poking his hot Master in his plump, sore behind. His arms wrapped around Damien's body, holding him as close to his body as possible, wanting to feel the heat of his partner's body against his own.

That's when he heard the change in Damien's voice. It sent shivers down his spine. Part of him felt disappointed that he seemed to upset his Master. The last thing he wanted to do was tick Damien off. He just wanted to please him. But another part of him felt so attracted to him, loving how authoritative and assertive he sounded. It was an odd mixture to feel. Jamie tried his best to make it up to Damien. "I'm sorry Master. I didn't mind to disobey you. I just wanted to show you how much I enjoy being yours." He admitted. The quiet teen leaned forward and kissed Damien passionately, hoping it showed him just how much he desired to be his mutt.

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Damien felt all of his assertiveness melt when he felt those lips kiss him passionately. He knew all to well by now that Jamie only wanted to please him, to make sure every need Damien had was fulfilled. Those arms that wrapped around his slender body to keep them close told a different story. There was an odd attraction between them that Damien had noticed in the middle of the haze-induced lust and the non-stop sessions of hard, rough sex. He wasn't sure what it was, but he felt if he lingered on it, then it would cause some kind of conflict between them both. He had Jamie in his grasp...letting the larger male slip through his fingers was something Damien wasn't ready to risk yet.

Even so, that didn't stop him from wondering just what exactly he wanted from all of this as his fingers combed themselves within Jamie's dark locks. Did he want romance? Did he want merely a pet? A toy? Something he could play with and command? All of these thoughts jumbled together and made Damien kiss his mongrel back much deeper than what Jamie was giving him. Those thoughts made him nervous. He just now got Jamie to the point where Damien was the only one who could satisfy all of that sexual tension within Jamie, just yesterday. Four years of preparing his body with the biggest dildos he could find was paying off. As he felt that cock nudge against his sore hole and the amount of pre-cum that was spilling from the tip, Damien was tempted to just shove it right in just to blank his mind out, but he remembered they both needed to be at school today, and soon.

"Just for that...you'll have to deal with that hard-on for a while. You and I need to get cleaned up and presentable before we even think about walking into the school building, my naughty puppy." Damien replied softly as he lightly ran a finger along the bridge of Jamie's nose in a playful manner.

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As Jamie kissed Damien, he felt something odd happen. Normally, their kisses were lustful and sloppy. The kind that got saliva everywhere. Their kisses weren't usually slow. If they were, it was because they had probably just both had an amazing orgasm and they were just regaining their breath. That wasn't the case right now. While the kiss started off like any number of their recent make out sessions, it soon slowed down. Each movement of their tongue seemed exaggerated now, as if each movement had more meaning than the last. It seemed...deeper than usual. The quiet teen found his arms stretching upwards before one hand found its way into Damien's hair while the other held the back of Damien's head.

When the kiss came to an end, Jamie found himself staring at Damien with the same cold look as always. However, even though Jamie remained expressionless, he was definitely much more happy that he met his Master. Then, he heard Damien mention that he would have to deal with his erection for a bit longer. Though Jamie was yet again expressionless, he was definitely a bit disappointed. After all, his normal morning routine usually consisted of busting a load before going to school to try and avoid getting erections in class. However, he had a feeling that even if he did cum before heading to school, he would still get hard-ons in school. There was no possible way he would be able to stop thinking about Damien today. All of the sensations from yesterday would haunt him throughout the day until he was able to feel them again.

Like the horny mutt he was, the order from his Master only made him want to breed Damien harder. Now, he knew better than to disobey his Master right now, but he still wanted to show his eagerness. The quiet teen began bucking his hips into Damien, rubbing his cock against his hole over and over again. "Lead the way to the shower Master."

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Damien couldn't help but notice that the kiss was different. It seemed...slower. The beginning and middle was the same, fast and sloppy and savoring every taste of the other's saliva until it was brought to a slow end that almost had Damien purring from how affectionate it was. It was little things like that that made Damien wonder if him and Jamie would ever be anything more than fuck buddies, if they would eventually go to the same college together only for their relationship to be the same. Fuck session after fuck session and, pretty soon, maybe even getting expelled from either not showing up or failing classes because all that would be on their mind's would be each other's bodies or sounds during sex, or both. Maybe it was just Damien's teenage hormones, or the fact that he had many orgasms the night before, but it was little things like the slow kiss that was starting to make his mind wander and for his anxiety to return.

The anxiety, however, only reared its ugly head until he felt that hard-on poke and rub against his sore, abused entrance and this made Damien gasp. Despite his hole being so used and abused, Damien was tempted to shove that massive cock back into him again just to forget what he was thinking about. He didn't want to think about him and Jamie's relationship, if you could call it that, because it scared him for whatever reason. Damien didn't like to be afraid. He liked to think he was in control of most things that happened in his life, and this was going to be no exception. On the same token, he couldn't brainwash Jamie and make this relationship anymore than fucking and falling asleep by each other only to lather, rinse, repeat and end up in the same position. Jamie was sexually frustrated and Damien was, well, a sex addict. In this case, similarities attract, even in a purely sexual way, so why was it so bothering to Damien? Why did it scare him to think that way?

Just then, Damien glanced at the clock. It was still pretty early. They had at least two hours at the most to goof around and get ready for school before they had to be at the building. Damien could at least satisfy Jamie enough to get these thoughts out of his head and to get these erections under control, for now, until they got to school. He crawled off of Jamie and off of the bed as he took Jamie's hand to lead him to the bathroom connected to his bedroom and he walked him right to the shower where Damien had to get the water started so it could warm up. To pass the time in waiting for the water to heat up, he turned back to Jamie and wrapped his arms around the larger teen while just staring up at his mutt with Jamie's monster cock sitting in between their stomachs. He didn't really say anything because he didn't know what to say, but he made a point to try and hide the fact that his mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts and even tried distracting himself by slowly stroking the shaft of Jamie's hard on that was beginning to pulse with need.

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Jamie followed Damien to the bathroom, staring at that sexy ass the entire time, which made his cock even harder. When they reached the shower, he was surprised when Damien turned around and began to stroke his cock. Immediately, Jamie grunted like an animal for his Master. His eyes closed from how much pleasure he was getting from the simple slow stroking of his cock. Within moments, his cock was producing pre-cum, letting it spill down his shaft and onto Damien's hand. Then, the quiet teen matched Damien's slow pace, bucking into his hand achingly slowly, which only made him groan even more. He opened his eyes and stared at his Master with that same mix of lust, passion and desire that he had given Damien all of yesterday.

Jamie reached out and grabbed the back of Damien's head, pulling it towards him as he kissed him passionately. His tongue ravaged Damien's mouth as he let his Master stroke his big, long cock. His other hand reached for Damien's ass, heading straight for his abused hole. He shoved a finger inside of his Master, knowing how much Damien loved to be filled. He knew better than to spontaneously try to please his Master. He had just been condemned a few moments ago for it. But it seemed so unfair for Damien to give him so much pleasure and receive none in return. So, Jamie continued to kiss Damien and fingered him just as slowly as he was being stroked.

Soon, Jamie found himself moving forward, pushing Damien into the shower. The water was now warm enough and beating down his back. He pressed Damien up against the wall and continued to kiss and finger him, bucking his hips into Damien's skillful hand. He couldn't take the pleasure. He just couldn't. "Master, please. Spread your legs for me." He begged. "I need to be inside you again. Please." He begged once more. His voice was just as cold as always, but there was a hint of desperation to it. It was almost as if it was hurting Jamie to not breed his Master.

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Damien couldn't help but get distracted from his thoughts just by watching Jamie buck into his hand slowly and seeing all of that desire in those dark pools, just as much desire as Jamie had given him yesterday. He soon felt Jamie produce precum as he continued stroking Jamie's long, hard length. It was strange. He was always used to being the only one reacting before Jamie, but here Jamie was groaning and even bucking into his hand to show how much he wanted Damien. Needed Damien. It made Damien feel special in an odd, godly kind of way...like if Jamie didn't have him after seeing how much pleasure Damien could give him, Jamie would just lose his mind and go insane without him. He parted his lips and began panting faintly as he continued stroking Jamie's cock without saying a word as he felt pulsate and throb in need between his hands.

Damien couldn't help but moan as Jamie assaulted his mouth with that skilled tongue of his and he reached a hand up to grab a hold of Jamie's dark locks and grip just the way Jamie liked, nice and tight. He kept a hand pumping on Jamie's cock, this time faster, as he felt the kiss grow passionate and deep while he continued to moan into his mongrel's mouth. He released a surprised sound as he felt a finger bury itself inside of his abused hole. Damien reached back to Jamie's hand, not to stop him, but to instead push a second and then a third finger inside of him while he moaned more heatedly into Jamie's mouth and against those cold lips. He did love to be filled. He loved that Jamie could satisfy that hunger, that he had enough cock to fill his ass to the fullest to where Damien couldn't ask for more and wouldn't ask.

As he was then pushed into the wall of the shower now that the water was warm enough, Damien continued slowly stroking Jamie's cock and continued returning the kiss with a hand still buried in Jamie's hair to keep a good grip on it. All of his anxieties were gone. He had no idea what this was. It was as if Jamie was a drug that numbed his mind to the point where all he thought about was sex, sex with Jamie, that cock inside of him. All of those thoughts were enough to make him forget about whatever he was anxious about in the first place. He was soon moving his hips against those fingers just as Jamie was bucking into the hand he was using to stroke Jamie until he heard Jamie beg him to let that fat cock inside of him. Without even thinking about it, Damien spread his legs nice and wide for his mongrel and reached down to Jamie's hand that was still fingering him and he made Jamie slide his pinkie inside of him as well as he let out a sweet moan.

"My bitch wants to fuck me? Come on, tell me you want to fuck me. Tell your master how badly you want to be inside of his ass, to breed him." Damien said softly before he gave a hard pull to Jamie's hair to make the taller male throw his head back and he gave a hard bite to the side of Jamie's neck. "I can't hear you...bitch. I said, how bad do you want to fuck me?"