Chapter 2: Adjusting to worship
Alex woke up satisfied on Saturday morning, his arms wrapped around Matt’s muscular, sleeping body. He’d enjoyed a night of Matt’s gentle worship, and was pleased to have spent his Friday night doing something other than being the third wheel to Ryan and Sophie. As he lay there, basking in the afterglow of their shared intimacies, he couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for them.
Matt stirred beside him, his eyebrows furrowing as he woke up, a sleepy smile spreading across his face once he registered Alex’s presence. “Morning,” he murmured, his voice husky from sleep.
“Morning,” Alex replied, a slow smile spreading across his face. “You look cute when you’re sleepy.”
Matt chuckled, stretching languidly. “Thanks.
You don’t look so bad yourself,” Matt said, his voice still thick with sleep.
Alex smiled, running a hand through Matt's hair. "How did you sleep?"
“Like a baby,” Matt said with a contented sigh. He stretched again, his body pressing against Alex's. “I think that’s the most restful sleep I’ve had in a long time. I’ve never felt so… peaceful.”
Alex felt a warmth spread through him at Matt's words. He loved knowing that he was the one who gave Matt that feeling of peace and contentment.
“I’m glad,” Alex said, his voice soft.
“I wanted to make sure you felt taken care of. You deserve it, after everything you did for me last night.”
Matt propped himself up on his elbow, looking down at Alex with a mixture of amusement and affection. “You make it sound like I did you a huge favor. Like I wasn’t the one having the time of my life.”
Alex chuckled, running a hand through Matt’s hair. “Fair enough. But it was still nice to be on the receiving end for a change.”
Matt smiled, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Alex’s lips. “I’m here for you, whenever you need.
That’s what devoted servants do,” Matt said, his voice soft and sincere.
Alex smiled, his eyes searching Matt’s face. “I like that. I like having you here, taking care of me.”
Matt grinned, his thumb tracing circles on Alex’s chest. “I like being here. I like taking care of you. It makes me feel… useful. Needed.”
Alex nodded, understanding. “You are needed, Matt. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before. You make me feel… special.”
Matt’s eyes softened, and he leaned down to kiss Alex again, this time with more intensity. He was used to being in charge in his relationship, being the cool, mysterious bartender people felt honored to take home. But now, he felt like the honored one, worshiping his god like a needy slave. He loved how Alex made him feel, how Alex made his body respond, how Alex made him crave his touch, his commands, his presence.
Matt pulled back slightly, his eyes searching Alex’s face. “Can I ask you something?” he asked, his voice soft.
Alex smiled, his eyes warm and inviting. “Of course,” he replied.
Matt took a deep breath before continuing. “Have you always been… like this? Have you always had this power, this control over people?”
Alex chuckled softly, his eyes shining with amusement. “No, not always. In fact, I only discovered it recently. It was quite by accident, really. You’re the first person I’ve really… used it on. I’d say I’m surprised you noticed it but I guess I wasn’t very subtle.” Alex said, a lazy smile playing on his lips.
“Oh, I noticed alright. I’ve never felt so… possessed, so claimed before.” Matt said, his voice filled with a mix of awe and curiosity.
“It’s intense, isn’t it?” Alex murmured, tracing circles on Matt’s chest.
“I can’t even begin to describe how it feels. It’s like… like nothing else I’ve ever experienced.”
Matt nodded, his eyes searching Alex’s face. “How did you find out about it? What happened?”
Alex chuckled softly, his hand pausing in its tracing. “It’s really stupid, honestly. I had a bad cold a month or so ago. Totally lost my voice. And the first day I had any ability to speak, all deep and gravelly, it seemed like every time I spoke to someone, their eyes got glazed over and it took them a moment to come back to themselves. I didn’t understand what was happening for a time, nor do I know why. But now I can just sort of… talk right into the mind of people. Like my voice resonates right into their thoughts and beliefs.” Alex said, musing over the strange phenomenon.
Matt’s eyes were wide with fascination, “That’s… wow. That’s incredible. I can’t even imagine what that must be like for you, to discover that about yourself.”
Alex shrugged, “It was certainly a shock. I mean, I still don’t fully understand it. But I’ve been experimenting a bit, and I think I’m getting the hang of it. I’ve only used it on a few people, though. Mostly just to see if it works.”
Matt nodded, processing this new information. “That’s understandable. It- it’s really weird to think about. Like, you’re my god now, but I can also cognitively understand that you’re someone I just met with mysterious powers.” He furrows his brow briefly before relaxing his expression. “It doesn’t make any difference though. You’re still Alex, still my god, my master, my lord. I think you deserve the world, if that’s what you want.” Matt said, his voice filled with a mixture of awe and devotion.
Alex smiled, his heart swelling with affection. But for now, let’s just take this one day at a time, yeah? I don’t want to rush into anything, and neither should you.”
Matt nodded, understanding Alex’s caution. I just want to make sure you’re happy, Alex. That’s all that matters to me.”
Alex smiled, leaning in to kiss Matt softly on the lips. “I am happy, Matt. Happier than I’ve been in a long time.
You make me feel special, cherished, and I’m grateful to have you in my life.”
Matt’s eyes shone with unshed tears, his voice thick with emotion as he replied, “I’m the one who should be grateful. You’ve given me a purpose, a direction. I feel like I’ve been wandering through life, not really sure what I was supposed to be doing. And now, I know. I’m here to serve you, to please you, to make you happy.”
Alex cupped Matt’s cheek, his thumb brushing away a stray tear. “And you do, Matt. You do all of those things. You’re like… the hottest guy I’ve ever met and you’re happily devoted to me. I don’t think I could be luckier than this. You’re so wonderful and you’re doing great at this, at being my lovely little servant.” Alex murmured as he caressed Matt’s cheek. He could see the emotion in Matt’s eyes, the depth of his devotion, and it made Alex’s heart flutter. It was intoxicating, addictive, and Alex knew he never wanted to let it go.
Matt nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. “I want to be good for you, Alex. I want to make you proud of me, to make you happy.”
Alex smiled, leaning in to press a soft kiss to Matt's forehead. “You do, Matt. You really do. Does it… feel good when I give you orders? When I tell you what to do? Because I can do that, if it makes you happy, makes you feel good.” Alex said, his voice soft and gentle, caressing Matt’s skin like a velvet whisper.
Matt let out a soft moan, his eyes fluttering shut as he leaned into Alex’s touch. “It does, my lord. It does make me feel good. I… I like being told what to do. It makes me feel… complete. Like I have a purpose. Like I’m useful.”
Alex smiled, his thumb tracing the line of Matt’s jaw. “I’m glad to hear that. Because I like giving you orders, Matt. I like seeing you follow them, like seeing the pleasure it brings you.
Like seeing you squirm with need and desire,” Alex whispered, his voice low and husky.
Matt shuddered at Alex’s words, his body responding instantly to the command in his god’s voice. He opened his eyes and looked up at Alex, seeing the heat and desire reflected in his gaze. “What do you want me to do, Alex?” he asked, his voice a soft murmur.
Alex grinned, a wicked gleam in his eyes. “I want you to *close your eyes.* And for you to *imagine* a glowing heat in your body, an aching, wonderful pleasure. Let it fill your whole body, swirling all throughout you. *Especially feel it collect in your most sensitive zones, your cock, your nipples, your ass, your mouth. Feel the pleasure in those areas.* Let yourself relax into feeling so so good.” Alex murmured, his voice low and resonant with power. “Feel so good for me, Matt.” Matt’s eyes fluttered shut, and Alex could see the tension in his body melting away as he submitted to Alex’s command. His breath hitched, and his body began to move with the rhythm of his breaths, as if his body was reacting to Alex’s voice, his touch not even necessary.
“That’s it, so good,” Alex murmured, his voice a low rumble. “Feel every inch of your body respond to me, to my voice. Let me control this for you. Let me make you feel so good.”
Matt let out a soft moan, his body arching slightly as the pleasure built within him.
His breath came in ragged gasps, his cock growing hard and aching with need. He could feel the heat, the pleasure, spreading through him, intensifying with every word Alex spoke.
"That's right, Matt. Let go. Give yourself over to the pleasure. It's all for you, all because of me." Alex's voice was a low, soothing whisper, a command and a caress all at once.
Matt's lips parted, a soft whimper escaping as the pleasure became almost overwhelming. His body shook with the effort of holding back, of not giving in completely to the sensation.
"Alex... I-I can't...
I can't hold back any longer," Matt gasped, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm. Alex chuckled, a low, satisfied sound, as he watched Matt's body convulse with pleasure. Let it go. Let your body feel the pleasure I give you. Come for me, Matt. Come for your god."
Matt's body shuddered one last time before going limp, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Alex leaned down, capturing Matt's lips in a soft, gentle kiss.
"Good boy," he murmured. Matt let out a soft sigh, his body still humming with pleasure. Alex was so happy, so content, seeing Matt like this. He knew that he had the power to make Matt feel this way, and it was intoxicating.
"I want to do that to you," Matt said, his voice barely above a whisper. Alex looked into Matt's eyes, seeing the desire and longing reflected in them. He smiled, tracing patterns on Matt's chest with his fingers.
"I want you to come for me, Alex," Matt said, his voice filled with passion and devotion.
Alex bit his lip, considering the offer. “Not yet, darling. I’m not done playing with you yet. When you’re with me, you don’t just get to cum once and be done. You’ll cum as many times as I ask.” Alex murmured, caressing Matt’s jaw possessively. “*Feel that pleasure I told you to imagine.* Let it fill you up again. I went easy on you last night, but it really turns me on to picture *you drunk on lust, drooly and dumb from pleasure.* I want that from you, Matt. I want you to *be my horny little slave. To give your brain over to lust for me.* Just for a bit, just for now. *Be a good boy and obey.* Be good for me, darling.” Alex’s voice was thick and velvety, commanding and caressing all at once. Matt shuddered under Alex’s touch, his eyes fluttering shut as he gave himself over to Alex’s words. He could feel the heat building in his body again, the pleasure coiling in his sensitive areas, ready to be unleashed at Alex’s command.
“That’s it, Matt. Just let go. Let me make you feel so good.” Alex’s voice was a low, sultry whisper, and Matt could feel the power behind it, the raw, intense desire that radiated from Alex.
He was beginning to understand the depth of Alex’s control, the true extent of his power. And it was utterly intoxicating.
Matt’s body tensed, the pleasure building within him, his cock already hard and aching again. He moaned softly, his hips arching off the bed as the heat and lust coursed through his veins. He was utterly at Alex’s mercy, completely under his spell.
Alex watched Matt with a satisfied smile, his eyes dark with desire. He loved seeing Matt like this, completely under his control, completely his. He could feel the power coursing through him, the heady rush of dominance and possession.
“Fuck, you’re perfect, Matt. So responsive, so needy, aren’t you?” Alex purred, stroking Matt’s chest as he wove pleasure through his body, holding him in ecstasy. “Such a wonderful, devoted servant. Doesn’t worship feel so good, Matt? Couldn’t you just do this forever?” Matt whimpered, his body twisting with desire as Alex's voice wrapped around him like a silken command. "Couldn't you just keep me here with you, under your power, always?”
Alex smiled, a soft and wicked glint in his eyes as he watched Matt squirm. He traced a finger down Matt's chest, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. "You know, I just might," he said, his voice like velvet. "But first, let's see how many times I can make you come today.
Let's see how many times I can fill you with this delicious pleasure. Let's see how many times I can make you scream my name," Alex said, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he looked down at Matt's writhing form.
Matt moaned in response, his body twisting with need as Alex's words sent waves of pleasure rippling through him. He was already so close to the edge, so ready to tumble over into bliss. He could feel Alex's power coursing through him, holding him in a state of constant ecstasy.
"Please, Alex.
Please make me feel it. Make me come for you. Over and over," Matt begged, his voice a breathy moan.
Alex smirked, running his fingers through Matt's hair, gripping it gently. "Good things come to those who wait, darling. But don't worry, I'll make sure you enjoy every single minute of it."
Matt whimpered, his body squirming with anticipation. Alex leaned down, capturing Matt's lower lip between his teeth, nipping gently before soothing the sting with his tongue.
"You want to come, don't you, darling? You want to feel that pleasure rush through you, make your body shake and tremble?"
Matt nodded feverishly, his breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "Yes, my lord. Please, I need it. I need you."
Alex smiled, his voice low and husky with desire. "Not yet, Matt. Patience. I want to draw this out, make you beg for it. Make you desperate for my touch, my voice."
Matt whimpered, his hips bucking up off the bed as if trying to find some sort of friction, any sort of release. He was becoming exactly as Alex had requested, a drooly, whimpering slave with an endlessly leaky cock, unable, unwilling, to escape the pleasure his god provided him with. He’d let his mind leak out of his cock with the precum, becoming a dumb, lust drunk pet for his master. And he loved it. He loved how Alex made him feel, how Alex controlled him, how Alex owned him.
“Please, Alex,” he begged, his voice barely above a whimper. “Please make me come. I can’t take it anymore.”
Alex chuckled, a low, seductive sound. “You can take it, Matt. You’re mine to use, to pleasure, to torment. And I’m going to do all of those things to you.
I’m going to use you, pleasure you, torment you. Just like you want, just like you need,” Alex purred, his voice like velvet as he traced patterns on Matt’s naked chest. “Yes, my lord. Anything you want. I’m yours to use.”
Alex smiled, his eyes darkening with desire. “That’s right, Matt. You’re mine. All mine. And I’m going to make you feel things you’ve never even imagined. But first, I want you to suffer a little.
I want you to feel the need, the desperation. I want you to crave my touch, my voice, my very presence," Alex murmured, his fingers tracing along Matt's collarbone, teasingly close to his nipples.
Matt moaned softly, his body arching slightly as he sought out Alex's touch. Please, make me suffer."
Alex chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down Matt's spine. "Good boy. That's my good, obedient little slave. Now, lie still. Don't move. Don't touch yourself.
Don't do anything to alleviate this ache. Just lie there and suffer. Let the need build inside you, let it consume you. Alex's voice was like velvet, commanding and soothing at the same time.
Matt could feel the power behind it, the raw, intense desire that radiated from Alex. He clenched his fists, his body tense as he fought against the urge to touch himself, to give in to the need that was building inside him. “I'll be good. I'll suffer for you," Matt whispered, his voice barely above a whimper. He felt his mind slipping away, his existence completely under Alex’s control, making him dumb and drooly. “Uhgnnh… slave be good for master. No touch, just feel.” He grunted, already losing proper speech. Alex could see the glaze over Matt’s eyes, the twitch of his fingers as he fought against the overwhelming desire to touch himself. It was heady, this power, and Alex found himself getting hard just looking at Matt like this.
” Good boy,” Alex cooed, a slow smile spreading across his face. “You’re such a good little slave. I can’t wait to see how much more you can take.”
Matt whimpered, his body writhing slightly on the bed, his hips grinding against air as if trying to find some sort of friction. Alex chuckled, low and dark, as he watched Matt squirm.
"You look so beautiful like this, Matt. So desperate, so needy. I could just sit here and watch you all day."
Matt moaned, his body arching off the bed as if trying to seek out Alex's touch. "Please, my lord. Please touch slave. Please give slave relief."
Alex shook his head, a wicked smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Not yet, pet. I want you to suffer a little longer. I want you to feel the full extent of your need before I give you any relief."
Matt whimpered, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "But... please, master. Ungh… mmhm. It’s so good, master. Slave’s brain gone, just pleasure, just need.” Matt grunted, losing his train of thought midway through the sentence, a testament to how lost he was in the pleasure. “Slave obey master. Obey god. Needy. Whimper. Drool. No think, just cock.” Matt whimpered, his body twisting and turning as he lay on the bed, completely under Alex's control. He felt the pleasure building inside him, but it was still not enough. He wanted more, he wanted all of it, all at once. He wanted to be completely consumed by Alex's power.
Alex grinned wickedly, running a hand through Matt's hair. “Not yet, pet. I’m going to make you beg for it. I’m going to make you crave my touch, my voice, my very presence.
You’re going to wish for nothing more than to serve me, to please me, to make me happy. And then, and only then, will I give you the release you so desperately need.” Alex’s voice was a low, sultry whisper, and Matt could feel the power behind it, the raw, intense desire that radiated from Alex.
Matt moaned, his body twisting and turning as he lay on the bed, completely under Alex’s control. He was lost in the pleasure, his thoughts scattered and replaced with a primal need for his master. “Please, my lord. Please. Slave need it. Needy. Cum. Cum. Please, master. Make slave cum.” Matt panted, babbling words he knew his master wanted to hear from him. “Please, master. Need it. Need you. Make slave cum.”
Alex smiled wickedly, his voice like velvet as he leaned down to whisper in Matt's ear. I want you to feel everything. I want you to feel the entire range of your emotions, from the depths of your need to the heights of your ecstasy. And then, and only then, will I grant you your release.”
Matt groaned, his hips bucking off the bed in desperation. I can’t take much more of this.
I’m about to explode. Please, Alex. Please, please, please.” Matt begged, his body writhing on the bed, his cock leaking pre-cum onto his stomach.
Alex watched him with a smirk, enjoying the sight of Matt squirming beneath him. He reached down and trailed his fingers through the precum, coating his fingers with it. He brought them to his mouth and sucked them clean, his eyes never leaving Matt’s.
“Mmm, you taste so good, Matt. I could just eat you up. But I want to make you suffer a little longer.” Alex slid down Matt’s body, trailing his fingers along his skin as he brought his mouth to Matt’s throbbing, leaky cock. “Let’s see how you handle pleasure that isn’t just in your head. Show me how your master’s mouth feels.” He cooed as he took Matt fully within his mouth. Matt cried out, his hips bucking up off the bed as Alex's mouth enveloped him, his tongue swirling and flicking against the sensitive head. Alex looked up at Matt, seeing the look of pure ecstasy on his face, and it sent a thrill through him. He loved making Matt feel this way, loved seeing him like this. He bobbed his head, taking Matt deep into his throat, and Matt moaned, his fingers tangling in Alex's hair.
"Fuck, Alex. Fuck, that feels so good. Please, don't stop," Matt begged, his voice thick with desire.
"Please, fuck, don't stop. I need this.
Alex smiled around Matt's cock, pulling off just enough to speak. Patience." He teased Matt's tip with his tongue before taking him back into his mouth, swallowing him down to the base. Matt moaned, his hips bucking against Alex's face, his fingers tightening in Alex's hair.
"Such a good little slut, aren't you, Matt?" Alex murmured, his voice vibrating against Matt's cock. "You love having your cock in my mouth, don't you?
You love the feel of my throat squeezing around you, my tongue swirling against your sensitive skin. It's all for you, baby. Every little moan, every desperate buck of your hips. It's all for me." Alex suckled on Matt's cock, his words muffled but still audible, still full of that irresistible command.
Matt whimpered, his body writhing as the pleasure built and built. God, yes. It's all for you. I'm yours. All yours." He panted, his hips moving in time with Alex's movements, his body begging for more.
Please make me come. I need it. I need your mouth.
Alex hummed around Matt's cock, sending vibrations through his body. He knew just how to draw this out, knew just how to make Matt squirm and beg. He was in no rush, he wanted to savor this, wanted to make Matt feel everything. Please make me come. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to explode," Matt begged, his voice hoarse with desire.
Alex pulled off of Matt's cock with a pop, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
He ran his tongue up the length of Matt's cock, swirling it around the head before pulling back.
Matt whimpered, his hips bucking up off the bed, seeking out Alex's mouth. Please, I can't take much more of this. I'm going to explode if you don't let me come soon."
Alex chuckled, low and dark, as he slid up Matt's body, his hands gripping Matt's thighs. "Patience, pet.” He crushed his lips against Matt’s, letting him taste his own precum before sliding back down and bringing him into his mouth once more, humming and swirling his tongue around his sensitive, throbbing cock. Matt’s moans filled the room, his hips bucking and twisting in time with Alex’s movements, desperate for the release that only Alex could give him.
Alex pulled off with a pop once more, leaving Matt whimpering and pleading. “Please, Alex. Please, let me come. I can’t take it anymore.”
Alex smirked, his eyes dark with desire and amusement. You’ll come when I say so. And until then, you’ll suffer.”
Matt whined, his body trembling with the effort of holding back, but he nodded nonetheless.
He understood the thrill of denial, the heightened pleasure that came from delaying gratification. He trusted Alex completely, trusted that he would make this experience incredible.
Alex chuckled, a dark sound that sent shivers down Matt's spine. That's my good, obedient slave. Now, let's make this even more interesting, shall we?" Alex said, a wicked gleam in his eyes.
He crawled up Matt's body, his lips capturing Matt's in a deep, passionate kiss. Matt melted into the touch, his body arching up to meet Alex's.
He tasted himself on Alex's lips, the unique flavor of his arousal mixed with the tang of Alex's mouth. He moaned softly, his hands finding Alex's shoulders and gripping tightly.
Alex broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Matt's neck, teasing and nipping at the sensitive skin. "Do you like that, Matt?" he murmured, his voice a low rumble. "Do you like tasting yourself on my lips?"
Matt whimpered, his hips bucking up off the bed as if trying to seek out friction, any release. "Yes," he gasped. "Yes, I like it.
I like it a lot," Matt gasped, his fingers digging into Alex's shoulders as Alex's mouth continued to torture and pleasure him.
Alex smiled against Matt's skin, his tongue tracing a lazy pattern along his jawline before moving to his ear. "Do you know what I want to do to you next?" he whispered, his voice low and sultry.
Matt shuddered, his body writhing with anticipation. "What?" he breathed, barely able to form the word.
Alex chuckled, low and dark. "I want to fuck you, Matt. I want to feel your tight little hole wrapped around my cock.
I want to be inside of you, deep inside of you, while you beg for more. While you squirm and pant and moan my name,” Alex whispered, his hot breath sending shivers down Matt's spine.
“Oh god,” Matt moaned, his body arching off the bed as if trying to meet Alex's cock. “Yes, please. Please fuck me, Alex. I want that. I want you inside of me.”
Alex grinned wickedly, running his fingers down Matt's chest, trailing along his abdomen, before dipping lower, between his legs. He cupped Matt's balls gently, feeling them tighten in his palm.
"But first, we need to get you ready, don't we? We need to make sure you're nice and relaxed, open and willing to take everything I have to give you." Alex's voice was low and sultry, laced with an undercurrent of command.
Matt nodded eagerly, his breath coming in short, desperate gasps. Please, make me ready. I want to feel you inside me. I want to take everything you give me."
Alex smirked, his eyes darkening with desire. He reached over to the nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube and a small, discreet toy.
Matt's eyes widened at the sight of them, but he didn't protest. If Alex wanted to use them, then he was more than willing to let him.
"Spread your legs for me, pet," Alex commanded, his voice low and husky with desire.
Matt complied without hesitation, his legs falling open to reveal his most intimate area. Alex poured some lube onto his fingers, rubbing them together to warm it up before gently pressing one finger against Matt's entrance.
"Relax, Matt. Just breathe and push out against my finger," Alex instructed, his voice soothing and calming.
Matt took a deep breath and did as he was told, his body tensing briefly before relaxing and allowing Alex's finger to slide in.
Alex felt a rush of pleasure at the sight of Matthew's body yielding to his touch, his finger disappearing into the tight, hot space of Matt's body. He took his time, exploring and stretching Matt, adding another finger and then another, twisting and curling them inside of him.
Matt moaned softly, his body squirming with pleasure and discomfort, his fear and trust warring within him. But Alex was patient, gentle, coaxing him through the discomfort and into the pleasure.
He wanted Matt to feel good, wanted him to enjoy this. He didn’t want to rush it, didn’t want to cause him any pain. Just breathe and push out against my fingers. You’re doing so well. I’m so proud of you,” Alex murmured, his voice soothing and encouraging.
Matt took a deep breath, his body relaxing slowly as Alex’s fingers worked their magic. He could feel the heat building in his body, the pleasure coiling in his sensitive areas, ready to be unleashed.
“That feels good, Alex. Thank you,” Matt whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
“I... I never thought I could feel this way. Like this. So overwhelmed, so owned."
Alex smiled, his fingers still working their magic within Matt's body. "You're welcome, pet. And you should feel this way. You're mine, after all. Mine to pleasure, mine to torment, mine to worship. And I intend to make you feel things you never even knew were possible."
Matt nodded, his breath coming in short gasps as Alex's fingers curled inside of him, hitting that perfect spot that sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. "I want that. I want to feel everything you give me.
I want to be your slave, your pet, your toy. Whatever you want me to be, I will be," Matt said, his voice a breathy moan.
Alex smiled, his eyes darkening with desire and possession. "That's a good boy. And you will. You'll be all of those things and more. Because you're mine now, Matt. You belong to me, completely and utterly. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."
Matt whimpered, his body trembling with anticipation and need. I want to be yours.
Completely, utterly yours. Do what you want with me. Use me.” Matt’s voice was filled with a heady mixture of fear, excitement, and longing.
Alex’s eyes darkened with lust and possession as he removed his fingers from Matt’s body. He reached for the small, discreet toy on the nightstand, holding it up for Matt to see. “Then let’s see how well you take this, pet. Let’s see how much you can handle for your master.”
Matt’s eyes widened slightly, but he nodded eagerly, trusting Alex completely. I’ll take it for you.
All of it.” Matt’s voice was thick with desire and submission, his body trembling with anticipation.
Alex smiled, his eyes never leaving Matt’s as he coated the toy with lube. He positioned himself between Matt’s legs, his eyes never leaving Matt’s as he slowly pressed the toy against Matt’s entrance.
"Take a deep breath, pet," Alex murmured, his voice low and soothing. He pressed the toy in slowly, giving Matt time to adjust to the sensation.
Matt’s body tensed briefly before relaxing, allowing the toy to slide in with ease.
He let out a soft moan, his breath coming in short gasps as the toy filled him, stretching him in a way he hadn’t felt before.
“Good boy,” Alex praised, his voice laced with approval. He reached up, pinching one of Matt’s nipples, twisting and tugging on it as he slowly began to move the toy in and out of Matt’s body.
Matt moaned, arching his back slightly, his body squirming with pleasure. The combination of the toy filling him and the sensation of his nipple being played with was overwhelming, and he could feel his orgasm building already.
Alex noticed Matt's body tensing and slowed his movements, his voice soft and soothing. "Easy, pet. We're not ready for that yet. You need to learn to control your orgasms, to hold off until I give you permission. Can you do that for me?"
Matt nodded, his breath coming in short gasps as he fought to hold back his release. I'll try."
Alex smiled, his eyes dark with lust and approval. I know you can do it.
You're such a good boy. Now, let's try something else, shall we?" Alex said, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he removed the toy and replaced it with his fingers. He began to move them in and out of Matt's body, curling them to hit that spot inside him that made him see stars.
Matt let out a soft whimper, his body writhing with pleasure. "Alex... please..." he begged, his voice thick with desire.
"Please what, pet?" Alex murmured, his voice low and sultry.
"Please... let me come. I can't...
I can't hold back much longer," Matt pleaded, his body writhing and twisting on the bed, desperate for release. "And you won't. But not yet, pet. Patience is a virtue, remember? You'll come when I say so. For now, let's see how much more you can take."
Matt whimpered, his body squirming with frustration, but he trusted Alex completely. He knew that Alex had his best interests at heart, that he would make this experience unforgettable.
Matt forced himself to relax, to let go of the tension in his body, and to give himself over to Alex completely.
Alex smiled, feeling Matt's body relax beneath him. He could feel the power radiating from him, the control he held over Matt's body and mind. He loved it, loved the feeling of dominance and possession that it gave him. He curled his fingers inside of Matt, hitting that spot that made him moan and writhe, and he watched with satisfaction as Matt's body responded to his touch.
Alex leaned down, capturing Matt's mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. He slid his fingers out of Matt, making him whimper into his mouth, before smoothly replacing them with his hard, hot cock, slipping right into Matt’s eager, waiting hole. Matt moaned, long and low, his body writhing with pleasure as Alex filled him completely. Alex groaned at the sensation, feeling Matt’s tight, hot body conforming to his. “Fuck, you feel amazing, Matt,” he murmured, his voice hoarse with desire. He began to move, slowly at first, letting Matt get used to the feel of his cock inside him. Matt squirmed and moaned, his body stretching to accommodate Alex’s size. He clung to Alex, his fingers digging into Alex’s back as he panted and whimpered. “More, Alex. Please, more. I need it,” he begged, his voice desperate and pleading.
Alex smirked, his hips beginning to move faster, thrusting deeper into Matt with each movement.
“You’ll get it, pet. I want you to crave my cock, my voice, my very presence,” Alex whispered, his voice a low growl in Matt’s ear.
Matt whimpered, his body writhing and squirming beneath Alex, his hips meeting Alex’s thrust for thrust. I can’t take much more.
I'm going to explode if you don’t let me come soon,” Matt begged, his voice hoarse with desire and desperation.
Alex grinned wickedly, his hips moving faster, his cock driving into Matt with more force. I’m going to make you suffer a little longer. I want to see how long you can hold out before I let you come.”
“Please, Alex,” Matt whimpered. “I need to. I need you to let me.”
Alex chuckled, his voice low and dark. “You’re so needy, aren’t you, pet? You want it so badly. It’s so good to hear my needy boy beg to cum. It makes me so happy.” Alex purred, thrusting into Matt’s body, deep and slow. “You’re such a good boy for me. Needy, desperate, but so so obedient, so devoted. You’ve been so very good.”
Alex licked and kissed up Matt’s neck and jaw, swirling his tongue around his earlobe. “Cum for me, darling. Be a good boy and show me how badly you need your master, how happy you are to cum for me.” Alex whispered, his voice thick with lust and dominance.
Matt let out a choked sob, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. He came hard, his body convulsing around Alex’s cock, his release spurting out between them. Alex groaned, his own orgasm ripping through him as he felt Matt’s body clench around him, milking him for every drop.
“That’s it, pet. That’s my good boy. Cum for me. Let go and let your master fill you up,” Alex murmured, his hips slowing to a stop as he rode out his own release.
He held himself deep inside of Matt, feeling the last of his orgasm pulse through him before finally pulling out and collapsing onto the bed beside Matt.
Matt was a panting, trembling mess, his body still humming with pleasure. He turned to face Alex, a soft smile playing on his lips. “That was incredible. Thank you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Alex smiled back, his eyes soft with satisfaction. “You did good, pet. You took everything I gave you and more. I’m so proud of you.” He reached out, cupping Matt’s cheek and rubbing his thumb over Matt’s full bottom lip.
“You were so beautiful, so eager. I loved watching you squirm and plead. And I loved filling you up, making you mine.”
Matt’s eyes fluttered shut as he leaned into Alex’s touch, a soft moan escaping his lips. “I’m yours,” he whispered. “All yours. I don’t want to be anyone else’s.”
Alex smiled, his chest swelling with pride and possession. “That’s my good boy. I want you all to myself. You’ll be my devoted servant, my personal plaything, my secret slut. I want to always be on your mind. I want the mere thought of me to be all it takes to get you hard and needy.” He murmured, loving this new experience, this relationship that went far beyond anything he could’ve imagined. He’d dated a little, not much, but Matt was so much more, so perfect. His passion, his devotion, his complete submission to Alex was an intoxicating mix, and Alex found himself craving more. He wanted to explore every facet of his newfound power; he wanted to watch Matt squirm, to hear him beg, to feel him surrender.
A few hours later, Alex stretched lazily in bed, a soft smile playing on his lips as he thought about the night before. Matt was still resting beside him, his body curled up under the blankets, his face peaceful and relaxed. Alex reached out, running a hand through Matt's hair, marveling at how soft it was. He loved the way Matt looked like this, at peace, completely at ease.
It was a stark contrast to the writhing, desperate creature he had been that morning, and Alex found it just as intoxicating. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Matt's temple before getting out of bed and padding to the bathroom to take a shower.
As he stood under the hot water, he couldn't help but smile at the way things had turned out. He had always been on the sidelines, never really dating or getting attention. He loved Ryan and Sophie but he’d always felt so stagnant with them, like he couldn’t figure out how to be his own person around them. It hadn’t been so much of an issue in high school, but when they’d begun dating in college, it slowly started to affect Alex.
But with Matt, wow. He felt special, cared for, like he really mattered to Matt. He’d never imagined someone being willingly to give everything over to him, so eagerly, so happily. Matt was truly and genuinely devoted to him.
As he stepped out of the shower and toweled off, he padded back over to the bed where Matt was still cozied up, recovering from their intense morning fuck. “Afternoon, pretty boy,” Alex cooed, stroking Matt’s hair. “You were so good this morning. I hope your nap gave you a little energy back since your calendar says you work tonight.” Alex said, smiling down at Matt as he tenderly stroked his cheek.
Matt yawned, stretching his arms above his head as he slowly came awake. He smiled lazily up at Alex, his voice still thick with sleep. “Yeah, I gotta be at the bar by like 5.”
Alex nodded, his eyes flicking to the clock on the nightstand. “That’s good, you won’t have to rush. I’d hate for you to not get to enjoy this lovely afternoon.” He murmured, playing lightly with Matt’s hair. “I have to go pretty soon, don’t want my friends to think I got murdered or something.” He chuckled sheepishly. “I put my contact info on a sticky note for you. Don’t want to lose track of something as lovely as you.” Alex smiled down at Matt, his eyes soft and affectionate.
Matt's smile widened, and he reached up to cup Alex's face, stroking his thumb along Alex's cheekbone. "I love hearing you say that. I'm yours, Alex.
Alex leaned into Matt's touch, his eyes fluttering closed briefly before he opened them again, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Good. Because I don't ever want to let you go. I want you to be mine forever."
Matt's heart swelled at Alex's words, and he felt a warmth spread through him at the thought of belonging to Alex completely.
He drew Alex down for a soft, tender kiss, letting his hands trace the contours of Alex's face as if committing them to memory.
When they pulled apart, Alex smiled, his eyes soft and affectionate. "That was beautiful. But as much as I'd love to stay here all day, I should get going. I don't want Ryan and Sophie to think I've been kidnapped or something."
Matt laughed, sitting up and stretching languidly. "Yeah, you should probably go.
Don't want them thinking I'm holding you hostage or something," Matt joked, a soft smile playing on his lips as he watched Alex dress.
Alex laughed, pulling on his shirt. "Yeah, that would be a bit awkward. Although, considering the things I've done to you, it might not be entirely false." He grinned wickedly, causing Matt to blush and laugh at the same time.
"Oh, hush. You know you love it," Matt teased, throwing a pillow at Alex.
Alex caught it with a smirk, tucking it under his arm. "I do. And frankly, it seems far more likely I’d be the one holding you hostage.” He chuckled. “I can see the headlines now. ‘Hot Bartender found needy and whimpering after disappearance. Turns out he was just desperately getting fucked.’” Alex joked, using his best imitation of a newscaster. Matt laughed, shaking his head. "Whatever you say, my lord. I'm yours to command."
Alex smirked, his eyes flashing with mischief. "Oh, I like that. Maybe I should make that your official title. Matt, my devoted, whimpering, needy little hostage-slash-slave."
Matt rolled his eyes, but his smile was genuine. "I'll take that into consideration, my lord."
Alex leaned down and kissed Matt softly on the lips before straightening and heading towards the door. "I'll see you later, pet. Don't do anything I wouldn't do.
And remember, I can always make you do whatever I want with just a whisper. So be good. Be my good boy, Matt." Alex winked as he left the room, leaving Matt with a grin on his face and warmth in his heart.
Once Alex was gone, Matt lay back down on the bed, a contented smile on his face. He couldn't believe how much his life had changed in such a short amount of time. He had gone from being a lonely bartender to having a lover who he was devoted to like a god. It was a heady feeling, and one that he never wanted to give up.
He stretched languidly under the covers, his body still humming with leftover pleasure from the morning's events. He had a feeling this was just the beginning, that Alex had barely scratched the surface of what he wanted to do to him, wanted him to experience. And Matt was more than eager to go along for the ride.
He checked his phone and saw that it was already mid-afternoon. He had a few hours before he had to head into work, and he planned on making the most of them. He got up, his body still a little sore from the intense session with Alex, and headed to the kitchen to make himself some lunch.
As he ate, he found himself daydreaming about Alex, replaying the events of the morning in his mind. He could still feel the heat of Alex's touch, the command in his voice, the way his body responded to Alex's every touch, every word. He felt a shiver run down his spine at the memory, and he couldn't help but smile to himself. He had never felt so alive, so wanted, so completely owned by someone before. And he loved every second of it.
After finishing lunch, Matt decided to take advantage of his free time and go for a run. It was a beautiful day outside, and the fresh air would do him good.
He could still feel the lingering effects of Alex's voice, a gentle hum of pleasure and desire that seemed to permeate his entire body. He wondered if people could see it on him, if they could sense the raw, primal need that had taken root in his soul.
He decided to run to the park, a place he used to go to clear his head and think. Today, however, his mind was filled with nothing but Alex. He tried to focus on the sights and sounds around him, but every time he closed his eyes, he saw Alex's face.
He could hear his voice, whispering in his ear, commanding him to submit, to obey. He could feel the heat of Alex's touch, the pleasure that coursed through his body at Alex's command.
It was intoxicating, this power that Alex held over him. It was like a drug, and he was already addicted. He craved more, wanted to see how far Alex could push him, what he could make him do.
As he ran, he spotted a bench in the distance, and the thought of sitting down, of giving in to the need that was building inside him, was too much to resist.
He quickened his pace, his breath coming in short gasps as he reached the bench and collapsed onto it. He closed his eyes, his body already aching with the need for release.
He could feel it, echoing through his body like a distant but persistent drumbeat. He could hear Alex's voice, a sultry whisper that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere all at once. “Come for me, pet. Let go of your control. Surrender to me.”
Matt knew he couldn't fight it any longer. He was desperate for relief, desperate for the touch of Alex's hand, the sound of his voice, the command in his words.
He reached down, his hand finding its way to his cock, already hard and aching with need. He closed his eyes, his body trembling with the force of his desire, and he let himself go.
He stroked himself slowly at first, his hand mimicking the touch of Alex's, teasing and torturing as it moved up and down his shaft. He could feel the pleasure building, could feel the need coiling in his belly, ready to explode.
But he wanted more. He wanted Alex.
He opened his eyes, enjoying the isolation of this running trail, a secret haven surrounded by trees. He opened his phone, still stroking himself, and selected Alex’s freshly entered contact, ‘Lord Alex.’
Matt: I’m in the park, my lord. I was trying to run but I can’t stop thinking of you, of how you made me feel. I’m stroking myself for you, aching for your touch. May I cum please, my lord?
Across the city, Alex received a text from an unknown number, one he immediately deduced was Matt’s. There wasn’t anyone else who would call him ‘my lord’ or ask to cum. Not yet at least. He smiled down at his phone, casually eating his own lunch while contemplating whether his devoted servant should get to cum.
Alex (Lord Alex): Touching yourself in public? Naughty boy. So needy, so desperate. But since you asked so nicely and since you’ve been thinking of me since I left, I think you have earned yourself a little release, something to keep you from going crazy at work. Cum for me, pet. Cum and think of how good I make you feel. Envision my hands on you, my voice in your ear, whispering all the dirty little things I’m going to do to you next time we’re together. Alex typed, sending the message with a smile, imagining Matt’s face contorting with pleasure as he followed his commands.
Matt received the text and his heart pounded in his chest. He could feel the heat rising in his body, the desire building with each word. He closed his eyes, his hand moving faster on his cock as he imagined Alex’s voice, his touch, his commands.
Matt: Yes, my lord. I’m thinking of your hands on me, your voice in my ear.
I can almost feel your touch, like fire on my skin. I can hear your commands, your whispers of dirty things you want to do to me. Please, my lord, I can't hold back much longer. I'm close. So close.
Alex smiled wickedly, his fingers tapping out his next command.
Alex (Lord Alex): That’s right, pet. Let go for me. Show me how much you crave my touch, my voice, my commands. Show me how much you need to be controlled by me. Come for me now.
Matt moaned softly, his body tensing as he read the message.
He bit his lip, his hand moving faster on his cock as he imagined Alex's voice, his touch, his commands.
He could almost feel Alex's hands on him, his voice whispering in his ear, telling him to come, to let go. He gasped, his body shivering as the pleasure became too much, too intense. He came with a choked cry, his body convulsing as the orgasm ripped through him.
As he came down from the high, Matt felt a sense of peace wash over him.
He leaned back against the bench, his body still tingling with the remnants of his orgasm. He sent a final text to Alex, his thumbs dancing across the screen.
Matt: Thank you, my lord. That was incredible. I feel so much better now. I can't wait to see you again.
He slipped his phone back into his pocket and took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. He loved the way Alex could make him feel with just a few words, a few commands. It was a heady feeling, and one he was quickly growing addicted to.
He smiled to himself as he stood up and began the trek back home. His running shorts felt strange filled with his cum but it also made him feel owned, possessed, marked by his master as a slave. He was just glad he wore black shorts so it wasn’t particularly obvious that he’d cum in his shorts in the park.
Alex was still smiling at his phone when Ryan entered their apartment, unaccompanied by Sophie, a rarity on the weekends. Alex really didn’t want to deal with the barrage of questions he knew he was about to be asked, but he also knew he didn’t really have a choice in the matter. He knew his best friend and he wasn’t going to relent until he knew everything he wanted. So, Alex braced himself and tried to keep his voice casual, as if he hadn't just spent the morning dominating a bartender and the afternoon texting him dirty commands.
"Hey, Ryan," Alex said, glancing up from his laptop where he had been typing out the final touches of a paper. "What's up? Where's Sophie?"
Ryan looked at him suspiciously, moving from the door to the couch and sitting down. "She had to run into work for a short meeting. Said she'd be back later. But I wanted to talk to you."
Alex raised an eyebrow. "About what? Anything wrong? Did something happen after we split up? You sounded okay when we talked on the phone last night.” He said, trying to keep his tone casual. Ryan was a very direct communicator, something that had served their friendship well over the years, despite Alex’s tendency towards avoiding conflict whenever possible. So Alex knew if Ryan had an issue or concern, he wasn’t going to hesitate to address it.
“No, nothing happened. Everything’s fine. It’s just… does it bother you?” Ryan hesitated, not sure how to continue. “I mean, Sophie and I dating. I get that it kind of makes you a third wheel but I never thought it was something that bothered you until last night… you sounded upset when I called to check in with you. You said ‘not everything had to be about Sophie and I.’ And… well, I haven’t stopped thinking about it. Is that how we make you feel? Like everything is about us and not you?”
Ryan continued, his expression a mix of concern and confusion. “I never wanted you to feel left out, Alex. You’re our best friend. You’re a part of our lives, and we want you to be happy too. If you’re feeling upset about anything, we want to know about it.
Alex sighed, running a hand through his hair. He knew Ryan meant well, but the last thing he wanted was for him to feel guilty or for things to get awkward between them. He loved Ryan and Sophie, but he also knew that their relationship dynamic had shifted in a way that left him feeling somewhat left out.
“You’re my best friend, Ryan, you and Sophie both. It’s always been the three of us. But I won’t lie to you… yeah, it does.” Alex sighed, struggling to meet Ryan’s eyes as he admitted it. “I’m so happy you guys are happy but sometimes… it just really sucks being on the outside of your relationship, being a permanent third wheel. But it’s not the sort of thing I know how to fix. Like, I obviously don’t want you guys to break up or to stop being friends with you. It hurts sometimes but there isn’t a solution as far as I can tell, so… I’ve just kept quiet about it.” Alex said, shrugging, trying to downplay the issue.
Ryan’s expression softened, and he reached out to squeeze Alex’s shoulder. “Hey, I’m sorry. I had no idea you felt that way. I should have noticed. That’s on me.”
Alex shook his head. “No, it’s not your fault. It’s just… it’s a difficult situation and I didn’t know how to bring it up. I didn’t want to make you feel bad.”
Ryan nodded, understanding. “I get that. But Alex, you should always feel like you can come to me with anything.
You're our best friend, and we care about you so much. We never want you to feel alone or left out," Ryan said, his voice filled with concern.
Alex appreciated Ryan's words, but he also knew that it was easier said than done. They couldn't exactly change the fact that they were in a relationship and he wasn't. But Alex also knew that he needed to start communicating more openly with his friends if he wanted things to improve between them.
"Thanks, Ryan. I appreciate that. And I'm sorry if I seemed upset last night.
I was just... frustrated. It's not that I'm jealous of your relationship, because I'm not. It's just that... I don't know, I feel like I'm missing out on something. Like there's this whole other world that I'm not a part of, and it's scary and exciting and terrifying all at the same time, you know?” Alex said, his voice trailing off as he tried to find the right words to explain his feelings.
Ryan nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face. "I understand what you're saying, Alex. And I'm sorry if we've made you feel that way. But maybe...
you should try to find someone too. You know, get out there and date. Meet new people. It might help you feel less on the outside of our relationship if you had someone of your own to share experiences with," Ryan suggested, a hopeful glint in his eyes.
Alex hesitated, unsure how to respond. He didn't want to lie to Ryan, but he also didn't want to reveal the truth about his new relationship with Matt. He knew that Ryan and Sophie would never understand or accept his new dynamic with the bartender, and he didn't want to risk losing their friendship over something they would never comprehend.
"I don't know, Ryan. I just... I’ve tried that over the years and it’s just never worked out. Maybe it’s because I’m always looking for something like what you and Sophie have, a relationship built on years of friendship. But those don’t just happen on blind dates or through online dating.” Alex sighed, having gone over these issues in his own mind plenty of times. “But you’re probably right. If I had someone to balance things out, to keep me from feeling like I’m on the outside, I'd probably feel better.” Alex sighed, thinking of the power he held over Matt, the control he wielded so expertly. He knew he could make Matt do anything, say anything, feel anything. It was an intoxicating high, one he didn’t want to give up.
Ryan nodded, his expression sympathetic. "Well, maybe you just need to give it some time. Or maybe you need to meet the right person. Someone who you can connect with on a deeper level, like we do."
Alex forced a smile, hoping it looked genuine. He’d found someone, and he was fairly certain their connection was just going to keep getting deeper. "Maybe. But for now, I'm happy just hanging out with you guys.
It's always been the three of us, and I don't want that to change." Alex said, trying to change the subject subtly. He didn't want to talk about dating or relationships anymore, not when he had something he wasn't ready to share.
Ryan nodded, understanding the sentiment. "I know what you mean. But hey, if you ever do want to try it, just let me know. I'll help you set up a profile or something."
Alex laughed, grateful for the offer but knowing he would never take him up on it. "Thanks, man. I appreciate it. But for now, let's just focus on enjoying our time together. It feels really good to have gotten that off my chest. You’re a good friend, Ryan. I’m really lucky to have best friends like you and Sophie.” Alex said, genuinely thankful for Ryan’s support. He knew he was fortunate to have such close friends, even if their dynamic had changed over the years.
Ryan smiled, clapping Alex on the back. “We’re lucky to have you too, man. And hey, maybe something will come along at some point. Or maybe you’ll find someone in the most unexpected place. You never know.”
Alex nodded, but his mind was already drifting back to Matt, to the feel of his body under his, to the sound of his voice as he begged for release. He knew that something had come along, something unexpected and intense.
He just wasn't sure how to navigate the complexities of his newfound relationship with Matt while also maintaining his bonds with Ryan and Sophie. He was treading on uncharted territory, and he wasn't sure how to proceed.
“Hey, you okay? You zoned out there for a second,” Ryan said, snapping Alex out of his thoughts.
Alex blinked, realizing he had been lost in his own head. “Yeah, sorry. Just thinking about something. I’m good, though. Thanks for checking.”
Ryan nodded, accepting his response. “Anytime, man.
I’m here if you need to talk about it.” Ryan glanced at his watch. “Shit, I gotta run, though. Sophie will be home soon, and I promised her I’d make dinner.”
Alex nodded, smiling. “Alright, man. See you later.”
Ryan waved and left the apartment, leaving Alex alone with his thoughts. He looked around the empty living room, knowing that Ryan and Sophie would be back soon. He sighed, standing up and preparing to head to his own room to continue his paper. Before he could take a step, his phone buzzed with a new text message.
He picked it up, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth when he saw it was from Matt.
Matt: My lord, are you available to talk? I need your guidance.
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