A Changed Man - Chapter 20

And there it was, Hank was very pleased to see. As much as he wanted to relish the moment, Tom tied to the chair with his mouth open and just waiting for Hankā€™s cock, Hank knew he couldnā€™t wait too long lest Tom lose his nerve.

ā€œSuch a good boy,ā€ he whispered, knowing Tom was growing accustomed to hearing it and that it had an effect on him. He slowly came forward and watched as the head of his cock passed between Tomā€™s lips and then over his tongue. Tom was looking up at him and Hank made sure to let out a low moan as he felt Tomā€™s tongue.

ā€œThat feels so good Tom. I am just going to leave it like this so you can get used to it. When you feel comfortable, you can try moving your tongue along the underside, but no rush. I am so happy you are willing to try,ā€ Hank said, still cupping Tomā€™s chin gently.

They had been right. It was just a hunk of skin really. It wasnā€™t hard physically to have the bulbous head in his mouth. Tom almost felt guilty now for even objecting. When thought about at that level, it was a very easy thing to do. He just had to forget that this was a decidedly gay thing to do.

But as he saw Mariaā€™s arousal and her hand down her shorts, and then Hankā€™s incredible moan of pleasure and his amazing patience and understanding, Tom was having more and more trouble remembering what his objection was. Hearing how happy it made Hank surely helped as well and once again, being called a good boy had an effect. He wanted to please Hank and make him happy.

He let out an almost imperceptible moan of his own at his desire to please and started to move his tongue along the underside of Hankā€™s cock. He looked way up into Hankā€™s eyes and was rewarded with another louder moan of pleasure from Hank, encouraging him to continue. Tom let his eyes flutter closed and just concentrated on the warm flesh in his mouth. It was such an intimate thing letting Hank in like this, and it made Tom feel appreciated and not so alone. He moaned again and actually brought his head a little more forward to take in more than just the head, so that his tongue could hit the most sensitive spot just below the head.

ā€œOh fuckā€¦ā€ Hank moaned when Tom, of his own accord and will, took more of his cock into his mouth and so soon. He had barely hesitated to start working his tongue and Hank was pretty sure he heard Tom moan. Now Tomā€™s tongue was really in the right spot and Hank couldnā€™t be happier about how this was going.

Neither could Maria as she watched. She said the pleasure on Tomā€™s face as his eyes fluttered closed and he accepted what he was doing. And of course she heard Hankā€™s moans. It seemed that everyday with this, she was witnessing something that was hotter than she had ever seen before. Oh, the rough Domme part of her longed to see Hank grab the back of Tomā€™s head and start brutally face fucking him, but she knew that wasnā€™t realistic. Not with these two and the direction of this dynamic. It was still hot as fuck though, and it was only the first time. She had almost offered to take her shorts completely off so that Tom could see her pleasing herself directly, but she didnā€™t want to make it more about her than it should be. Tom belonged to Hank.

But she still had it in mind perhaps for use at a future time.

Tom moaned again and Hank moved both of his hands to the sides of Tomā€™s head, caressing along the way, before saying, ā€œTom, Iā€™d like to gently thrust now. I wonā€™t go any deeper than you have taken me now, and I will go slowly. Do you think you can handle that?ā€

Tomā€™s eyes snapped open as Hank spoke. He had actually gotten a little lost in what he was doing, and the feel of Hank and his hands. He was afraid at first at what Hank wanted to do, but he found that he trusted Hank. He had to. He had no control here and Hank could just make him take as much as he wanted or even fuck his face hard, and there wouldnā€™t be a thing Tom could do about it. But Tom knew that Hank wouldnā€™t do that.

He moaned and nodded his head, opening his mouth a little wider to make sure his teeth didnā€™t scrape, and looked up at Hank waiting for him to start.

ā€œSuch a good boyā€¦ā€ Hank said fondly and true to his word, he pulled out slowly and then slowly thrust into the point it had been. He moaned, feeling Tomā€™s tongue slide on the bottom of his cock. He gently held Tomā€™s head, not so much to control him, but to guide him and to get him used to the feel of it. He was pretty helpless and had to place all of his trust in Hank, and Hank loved that control and power. He didnā€™t abuse it, but he liked to use it.

He started to slowly thrust and Tom continued to look up at him. After about the third thrust, Tom let out another moan that sent vibrations through Hankā€™s cock. Fuck, Tom was such a natural. The moan of pleasure meant so much. Tom was made to serve.

Hank had been very careful not to insert any more of his cock than Tom had taken on his own, but Hank felt that Tom might be ready for more. He slowly pulled out all the way, his wet cock an inch or two away, and Tom actually started to lean forward to take it back on on his own!

Hank increased the strength of his grip a little to stop him. Nothing painful though. ā€œTom, do you think you could take it deeper for me?ā€ he asked.

Tom looked up at Hank and wanted nothing more than to have his cock back in his mouth and to make Hank happy. He nodded immediately, though he felt some fear. He heard Maria moan in pleasure, and though that was an arousing sound, it wasnā€™t what Tom was focussed on any longer. He wanted to continue to suck Hankā€™s cock.

ā€œGood boy,ā€ Hank said fondly. ā€œI am going to go a little deeper, and I want you to try to open your throat. It is okay if that is difficult for you. You might gag a little at first, but I will check in with you after, okay?ā€

ā€œYes Hank,ā€ Tom said, trembling a little, but immediately opening his mouth wider and waiting.

Hank ran his fingers through Tomā€™s hair appreciatively of his willingness before slowly pushing back into his waiting mouth. He kept slowly going until the tip of his cock reached the back of Tomā€™s tongue and he saw Tomā€™s eyes widen with panic.

Tom tried to open his throat, but when Hankā€™s large cock went in so deeply and over the back of his tongue, his throat reflexively closed and he started to gag. It was not the most pleasant physical feeling and yet, feeling his helplessness and Hankā€™s control over him, it also turned him on. True to his word, after a moment, Hank pulled out and asked him if he was okay.

ā€œY-yes. Iā€¦please do it again. For longer?ā€ Tom said, straining to reach Hankā€™s cock now.

Well. Tom was becoming very eager indeed and Hank was very happy. He couldnā€™t imagine this going better than it was. He pushed back in to the same point where his cock would just about enter Tomā€™s throat. There was more he could push in, but not yet.

Tom went a moment longer this time and then gagged and pulled himself back, and immediately regretted doing so. He went forward again and immediately gagged and held it for a second before his own body made him pull away again. He desperately wanted to do this for Hank. Hank pulled back and immediately Tom said, ā€œIā€™m sorry I am struggling so much, I really want to do this for you.ā€

Hank replied, ā€œThere is nothing to be sorry for, you are doing a wonderful job, and you can try as much as you want. We have all the time we need. Do you like sucking my cock Tom?ā€

Tom moaned at the question. He almost felt a need to suck Hankā€™s cock. ā€œVery much,ā€ he replied simply.

ā€œWould you like to do it again after tonight?ā€ Hank pressed.

Tom didnā€™t hesitate. He was enjoying doing it, wanted to please Hank, and it helped to pay Hank back to make it worth it for him to take the cage off. ā€œYes please,ā€ he said and heard a moan from Maria.

ā€œThat is wonderful Tom and makes me very happy. Should we add it to the list? Whenever I want during the month?ā€ Hank asked softly, taking advantage of Tomā€™s current willingness. He could still feel Tom straining a little seeking his cock.

A thrill went through Tom at the question. Caged, kept naked, tied up and touched whenever Hank wanted, and now sucking his cock whenever he wanted. He felt precum dripping down on his leg from his own cock. ā€œY-yes Hank. I will suck your cock whenever you want me toā€¦ā€ Tom whispered and heard a little squeal from Maria.

Time to complete it. ā€œAnd Tom? I would like to slowly thrust again, going deeper again, butā€¦I want to cum. In your mouth. Do you think you can handle that?ā€ This was the first time any of them had mentioned how this would end.

Tom trembled and the psychological implications of willingly swallowing another manā€™s seed were running through the back of his head, but the feelings of service were stronger.

ā€œYes Hankā€¦ā€ he whispered and heard Maria having an orgasmā€¦