Daddy's Always Right

Damon smirked, walking slowly over to the bed. He ran a warm finger across Gray's naked torso "Why would I ever want to do that? You're my new play thing~" He said, running his hand across Gray's chest. He moved his hand to the center of Gray's body and held his hand under Gray's neck.

"Because this is as insane as you are!" Gray wailed, trying to break free of his rope prison. The more he struggled, the tighter they felt. He writhed as they burned his wrists and ankles.

Damon wrapped his hand around Gray's throat and swung his legs over Gray's crotch area "Maybe I like crazy." He countered. Damon leaned down to kiss him, but he turned his face away.

"You're sick!" He said, spitting in Damon's face. Damon wiped the spit from his face on the back of his hand and bolted up in a fit of rage.

"Your kind of people disgust me!" Damon admitted "I'm just trying to help fix you!"

"What are my kind of people? People that aren't gay and the don't want to be raped?" He questioned.

"People who pretend to be perfect; who act like they're something they're not!"

"I'm not pretending to be anything." He turned his eyes away while he spoke, knowing it was a lie.

"Yes you are! You act like you don't even want to kiss me, much less be tied up, when really you want me to fuck you until you can't get up!"

"Fucking lies! I hate you and I've only known you for 5 minutes." He bit his tongue, knowing what Damon said was the truth.

Damon smirks "Okay. Then let's prove it." He gets back on top of Gray, breathing on his face "If I give you a BJ and that rod of yours stays flimsy, you can go. Hell, I'll even turn myself in for kidnapping and trying to rape you. If not, you can't hide anymore."

Gray hesitated. He didn't know if he would be able to contain himself and he wasn't sure he wanted to be out. He'd spent years fighting back who he was. Letting it all go in one instant seemed terrifying, but at the same time he knew it would feel freeing. "Okay, fine. I'll do it..." He relented.

Damon kissed him, sucking his lips and slowly bringing his tongue in and out of Gray's mouth. His hand was around Gray's throat. Damon rubbed gently over his crotch with his own. He could feel their erections start to form underneath his overwhelming yet somehow comforting weight.

Gray almost gave into it, but he was still scared. He wasn't sure what to do about his feelings. It felt right to him no matter how wrong he knew deep down that it truly was.

Damon moved his hand away from Gray's neck and replaced it with his lips. He kissed it tenderly before holding them in place and carelessly sucking at the fragile layer of skin, leaving red marks that would soon turn to hickeys. Gray bit his lip from the pleasure searing his mind, nearly masking his fear to even himself. His fingers and toes clenched with anticipation.

Once Damon finally lifted his lips from Gray, he turned his attentions below the belt. He grabbed Gray's slightly hard penis in his warm hands and slowly moved it. "You know you were asking for this for so long." He teased, whispering into Gray's ear seductively. In response, Gray simply looked down, unable to speak without an unsavory sound escaping his lips. When he was alone, it never felt so good. He could never have imagined that sex would be this invigorating and enticing, even in his most vivid of fantasies.

Damon kissed down Gray's chest, playing a bit with his nipples and belly button. Once he made his way down, he kissed the tip of Gray's nearly-standing boner. He licked at the base some and ran his hand across the sacs just beneath. He sucked them for a bit, running his hand over Gray's penis. Finally, he put the tip in his mouth and started sucking it. Gray writhed in pleasure, still trying desperately to keep quiet. No matter how much he so desperately wanted to give in and be dominated, he wouldn't allow himself to.

Damon ran his hand along Gray's torso. To Gray, this touch was both Heaven and Hell. He was disgusted, but it wasn't the fact that he was tied up and there was a man giving him a blowjob; it was knowing how much more he wanted. He craved the taste of another man to pass his lips. He needed to be devirginized. He had to have more.

Damon ran his hand over Gray's hole. His breath hitched and he silently moaned. He sucked in his lips, hating how much pleasure this brought him.

Damon finally moved back up to face Gray, looking down at his full erection. He smirked, snickering slightly "Looks like I won." Gray scowled, but finally forced himself to relent, still hating everything despite knowing how much he wanted this for years. It wasn't because he was tied up, but because he was giving into his homosexual desires after fighting so hard to keep them at bay.

He kissed Damon, who cupped the back of his neck. They kissed passionately as Damon took off his pants, leaving him in only boxers. "Do you want to suck on me now?" He asked breathily.

Gray whimpered and tugged at the rope around his wrists. Even though he didn't like it, he knew he wanted to give in completely, so he did. "Ye-Yes, Daddy~" He answered submissively. Damon smirked and sat him up. He got up on his knees and stuck his own boner into Gray's mouth. Gray stayed completely still as Damon moved himself in and out, nearly choking him whilst in full control. Damon gripped his hair and forced Gray to move his head. He closed his eyes and moaned lightly, enjoying every second of the dominating foreplay.

Damon took his member all the way out of Gray's mouth, making Gray pant heavily. He looked up at Damon "Pl-Please Daddy... Please fuck me." He begged.

Damon smiled and pulled Gray back onto his back. He kissed Gray and stuck his wet, hard cock into Gray's tight ass. Gray moaned into Damon's mouth at the quick, warm sensation gradually building inside him. His attitude quickly changed, sucking his teeth in pain. "Ow! That really..." As soon as he had started, he stopped. Once the sensation re-presented itself, he was back in a pleasure-filled trance. He moaned breathily.

Damon started to gradually thrust himself into Gray faster and harder, moaning some himself. He sank himself back into Gray's neck, leaving more soon-to-be-hickey marks and some layered ones. Gray bucked and reared as both their bodies warmed with pleasure.

Damon pulled his penis out. "Why'd you stop?" Gray asked, thirsty for more.

"You'll see." He answered, seductive and mysterious. He repositioned Gray to have his ass in the air and then went back to pounding into him.

Gray gripped the ropes tightly, moaning loudly. "Harder Daddy!" He pleaded. Damon grabbed his hair and pulled his head straight up, trying to go harder "More Daddy, please." He begged hungrily. Damon spanked him, leaving a red hand print that made Gray moan. "Oh yes, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy." Damon kept spanking him, each time making Gray moan and tighten his grip on the ropes.

"Say my name." Damon demanded, spanking Gray for emphasis and digging his nails into his back.

"Daddy~" Gray moaned, feeling the blood rush to the surface of his palms.

"You were a bad boy, Gray." Damon said.

"Yes, Daddy. I'm sorry. I'll... I'll do better Daddy. I promise." He said, playing into the fantasy.

"Be my good boy. Make it up to me." He spanked him again.

Gray moaned. "Yes, Daddy."

"How are you going to do that?"

"By being your good anal slut."

Damon smirked and spanked Gray one more time, making him moan and let go of the ropes. He untied them and turned Gray to face him. "Ride me." He commanded.

"Yes, Daddy." Gray complied, climbing onto his lap and setting himself on his cock. Damon gripped his shoulders and kissed him. Gray wrapped his arms around Damon's neck. Once they had finally released each other to breathe, Damon came inside Gray.

Gray lifted himself off Damon and rubbed cum onto his middle and ring finger. He put the cum fingers in his mouth, staring right at Damon as he did it "You taste so good, Daddy." He commented.

Damon smiled and pinned him "I bet you taste better." He kissed Gray, guiding his hand downward to give Gray another hand job. After a long time kissing, he went back to giving Gray a blowjob. He deep throated, which made Gray's moans that much louder.

When Gray finally came, Damon put a bit of cum on his index finger "I told you you taste better." He said, putting his finger in Gray's mouth. Gray smirked and grabbed Damon's wrist, sucking in his finger while slowly pulling it out.

"Daddy's always right."