His Name Is Wentz

12

"Today Patrick, I'm letting you choose what's done to you.  Just because you've been such a good boy lately.  I've brought a whip, a flogger, and a riding crop.  Now choose" He demanded.  My hands were handcuffed underneath me.  My eyes were covered by a blindfold and I was naked. 

"What hurts the most sir?" I asked.

"Would you like me to test them out on you?" he asked.  I nodded.

"Yes sir" I whispered.  He picked something up.  He ran it down my stomach.  The riding crop.  He whacked me with it.  I cried in pain.  Next was the flogger.  Whacked in the same place.  Finally the whip.  He cracked it against my skin.  I screamed.

"The whip sir" I whimpered "I want the whip" He licked the mark the whip had made.  I lightly moaned. 

"Good choice" he said in my ear.  He whipped me again.  The pain was immensely excruciating but it felt so damn good.  Another crack to my leg.  Every wound he made he licked.  It was so pleasurable I was instantly hard.  The pain felt so good.  And Pete just made it better. 

"Who owns you?" he asked whipping me again. 

"You sir!" I yelled.  Another whip.  Blood trickled down my leg.  He had hit me too hard.  The skin broke across my leg.  I gasped in pain.  I heard the whip drop from his hand.  "Sir" I mumbled.  He ran his hand over my leg carefully.  He picked up the whip again and hit my other leg.  Pain shot up through my body.  He took the head of my dick into his mouth.  He didn't even have to go further I came on instant contact.  He shoved himself inside of me.  That was heaven compared to the pain I just bared through.  He started thrusting in and out of me moaning my name.  I moaned a bit too. 

"I love you" he moaned.  I smiled a small smile.  He came inside of me.  He pulled out but stayed on top of me.  He nuzzled his head into my neck.  "I love you" he whispered.

"You've said that already sir" I mumbled. 

"I love you" he repeated.

"I love you too sir" I said.  He was sir and he was Pete.  Right now he was sir.  But later he'd be Pete.  He took the blindfold off my eyes.  His beautiful hazel ones looked into my grey ones.  Grey and boring.  I hated my eyes.  He licked my bottom lip.  He was still shaky and out of breath. 

"You're still bleeding" he said standing up.  It wasn't a large cut.  Just long.  It barely broke the skin though.  He grabbed toilet paper from my bathroom and soaked the blood up.  We both got dressed after that. 

"I wish we had the play room" he complained.  I rolled my eyes at him.  "You said we could leave early"

"We will Pete" I grabbed his shirt and threw it on.  He smiled at it.  He liked when I wore his clothes.  My stomach and legs throbbed with pain.

"I never thought pain would bring me pleasure" I said staring at my swollen legs.

"Hmm" he mumbled.  He wasn't paying attention he was in Pete land.  Spacing out like a champ.  I snapped my fingers in front of his nose "I'm listening" he mumbled.  He was still staring ahead at the bed. 

"What're you thinking about?" I asked.  He pulled me into a hug.

"What do you think I'm thinking about?  Let's see if you can guess correctly" He ran his fingers through my hair.

"Pizza" I said smiling.  He laughed lightly.  Like a feather floating to the ground. 

"No" he said.  He looked down into my eyes again.  "I'm thinking about you" He kissed my forehead.

"About how cute I look eating a pizza?" I asked.

"This is just a wild guess but do you want pizza Patrick?" he asked.  I nodded with a large grin on my face.  "Fine, I'll get you pizza"

"Yay!" I cheered.  He laughed at my childlike behavior. 

"I'm so lucky" he kissed me lightly.  He's lucky?  I'm lucky.  "Pizza" he said grabbing his phone.  He walked outside of the room.

"SAUSAGE!" I yelled.  He gave me a thumbs up. 
•••••
Petes driver picked us up that night.  I told my ma I had a lot of fun in the two days I stayed but that Adam was making me feel uncomfortable so it was time to go.  She invited us over again for a week during the summer.  I agreed whether Pete went or not.  We sat in the back together.

"I've got meetings and stuff when we get back" he said playing with my hand.

"Hm" I mumbled half asleep on his shoulder.  My eyes were shut but I was still awake. 

"So that means you'll be at my place alone" he added.

"Mm" I mumbled.  He chuckled.

"You sleep till 12 how the hell are you tired?" he asked.  I shrugged.

"Mm" I mumbled.  He sighed loudly.  The drive was long but I slept through half of it.  Pete shook me awake when we were at his house. 

"Can you take me home?" I asked yawning.

"Aw.  I was hoping you'd spend the night" he poked my nose.  I stretched.

"I wanna sleep in my own bed tonight.  But I'll drive here tomorrow" I said stepping out of the car.  He handed me a spare key. 

"Keep it" he said smiling.  We walked over to a different car since he wanted to drive me home himself.  I slept on his shoulder that whole ride too.  "I'll never understand you Patrick" he said stopping in front of my apartment "You slept two hours of a four our ride and you slept till 12 now you're asleep on my shoulder again"

"Sing me the silly bear song" I mumbled.

"But you have to go upstairs" he said.

"Please" I begged.  He sighed. 

Honey is for bees silly bear
Besides there's jelly beans everywhere
It's not what it seems in the land of dreams
Don't worry your head just go to sleep
I still hadn't fallen asleep.

It doesn't matter how you feel
Life is just a ferris wheel
It's always up and down
Don't make a sound

I smiled and drifted to sleep.