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He slapped Cory’s thigh to punctuate things, making Cory jump. Placing one hand on the back of each thigh, Derek used his weight to press Cory’s legs even farther back, using the leverage to begin sliding his cock in and out of Cory’s ass. Cory could only groan, not having had a moment to form a coherent thought since his orgasm. It was not unlike when Derek and Nic would both take a turn with him, not even a moment between cocks to gather his wits.
Cory was okay with this, though. Derek wasn’t hurting him. Hell, maybe he’d even get to cum again—he still had three more days of chastity after all. He warmed to his second fucking of the night quickly, throwing his head back and moaning as he enjoyed the sensations.
Seeing Cory relax fully was all the signal Derek needed to start fucking in earnest. He pulled his hips back until only an inch or two remained within the smaller boy, then allowed his weight to carry him back down, slapping his thighs against Cory’s. Each slap of skin would be punctuated by a groan from Cory, a combination of the pressure over his prostate and some of thewind being knocked out of him. With Cory’s legs held up the way they were, neither boy had to worry about holding them up or straining Cory’s muscles. He’d probably still be a little sore once they were done, but at the moment, he couldn’t care less.
Derek dropped his upper body, holding himself up on his hands as his hips continued to thrust down into Cory’s hole. Their faces hovered only inches from each other as they fucked, breathing heavily, complexions red. Sweat dripped down Derek’s nose onto Cory’s cheek. Both were silent other than the animalistic grunts and groans they couldn’t help but make.
A feeling of possession suddenly washed over Derek, thoughts of owning this tied boy below him permeating his mind. Cursing, he gripped Cory with one hand by the throat. He didn’t squeeze, didn’t cut off his airflow, simply held it there, held him in place. Cory whimpered as he felt the fingers tighten around his neck, reveling in the moment of ownership.
“Who do you belong to, boy?” Derek growled out between clenched teeth.
“YoOUu, sir,” Cory managed to get out between moans.
Growling again, Derek spit onto Cory’s face, making Cory moan as the spray of saliva hit him. Eyes closed, he could once again only take what his dom was giving him, and take it he did.
“Fuck, boy, I’m gonna cum,” Derek breathed into his ear, his body dropping farther to cover Cory’s as he started. “Gonna fucking breed this hole.”
Derek continuously ground himself forward, hips shaking with each shot of cum being unloaded inside of Cory. The hand around Cory’s neck had migrated to one of his wrists, and Derek’s body had collapsed on top of his, his head right next to Cory’s left ear. He could feel Derek’s breath on his cheek as his hips finally slowed and eventually stopped, the two boys now still.
After a minute, Derek lifted himself up slightly, hovering just above Cory’s face. For a moment, he looked like he was going to say something… Maybe even do something… but a moment later, it was gone, and Derek was back on his knees, gently easing his cock out of Cory’s hole. He carefully undid both of the cuffs on his ankles, setting his legs down gently and allowing Cory to stretch while he did the same for his wrists.
“So, what did you think, boy?” Derek was tucking away the straps under the mattress. “Good investment?”
“Greatinvestment, sir.” Cory stretched his arms above his head. “And thank you, for the reward.”
“Like I said, you earned it,” Derek praised. “Keep up the good work and there will be more rewards in your future.”
Cory made to get up on his own but quickly fell back to the bed, his legs feeling like jelly. Derek laughed and helped him up, allowing him to lean against him while his Bambi-legs got back to normal on the way to the bathroom. He even turned on the shower for him.
As the two cleaned up, Cory watched Derek silently. Something about him was different. Not bad. But something between them had changed. Something that meant they were becoming more than just best friends who fuck. Cory was starting to wonder if this was just about the sex anymore.
Chapter 7
Cory was practically bouncing in his seat in the back of Derek’s car. It was Friday, and school had just let out; they were headed to the cabin for the weekend. That itself would normally be something Cory would really look forward to, but what he wasreallyexcited about was the fact that his chastity cage was supposed to come off tomorrow. He’d been on his best behavior, especially since his night alone with Derek. The possibility of earning another reward was incentive enough.
“You doing okay back there, Cor?” Nic turned in his seat, sensing Cory’s excitement.
“Yes, sir!” Cory tried to rein in his energy. “Just … looking forward to the weekend.”
Cabin weekends were always fun, but this would be the first time they would be back, almost three months since the weekend Nic and Derek had first taken ownership of Cory. Nic had even told Amy he would be in the middle of the woods all weekend and wouldn’t be able to check his phone much. They’d both be all Cory’s, and Cory all theirs.
“Looking forward to getting that cage off too, right?” Derek turned the car off the main road into the woods as he spoke.
“The thought may have crossed my mind, sir,” Cory added nonchalantly.
“Well, careful, boy. Don’t get ahead of yourself,” Nic warned, smiling devilishly. “You still gotta make it through tonight.”
“Yes, sir.” Cory knew Nic was just teasing him… Right?
“I kinda like you like this,” Nic continued. “Quiet, obedient… Might need to keep you locked up and horny more often.”
Cory found it hard to agree with that. He wasn’t sure he’d survive being locked up any longer. The hardest part of this week and a half had been not being such a smart-ass, and that was almost impossible hanging around these two.
“Are we doing anything special this weekend, sirs?” he asked, changing the subject.
“Ouch, Cor. I’m hurt,” Derek said with feigned offense. “I thoughteverythingwe did together was special.”
“Ofcourse,sir.” Cory rolled his eyes. “I treasure every moment spent with you both.” He made no attempt to hide the sarcasm in his voice.
