The Master Of Submission

Part 46

Jack locked his eyes with Mark, giving him a guarded look that suggested that he might to something wicked. Taking his time, Jack made his way to the bed. He refused to remove his hands from his crotch. Just to irritate Mark. Jack walked to the bed, letting his mind drift to all the things Mark had done to him on this bed. Swallowing to cool himself down, he put his hands on the foot of the bed. Feeling the silk sheets beneath his palms. His eyes drifted to the bed posts and couldn't help smirking. The leather cuffs that had once held his ankles was still there. Was Mark planning to use them again? Jack felt warmth by the back of his leg, which caused him to peek over his shoulder. Mark had a small smile on his face as he reached out to cover Jack's eyes with his hand. Jack stayed still, feeling Mark's other hand touch the back of his neck. Mark guided his head down to the mattress, whispering over him sweetly. "lay your head down and keep your eyes closed for me." 

Jack obeyed, focusing on just feeling everything. Mark's hand left his eyes, while his other hand drifted lovingly across his shoulder and along his arm to his wrist. As he expected, Mark took his wrist, stretching it out to cuff it to the bedpost. Jack didn't resist it, letting Mark check the tightness. When Mark released his arm, he tried to twist his wrist out. He knew it might not work, but it felt good to test it. Mark's hand drifted along his arm again, going over his back to his other arm. Mark tried to extend his arm out to the other cuff, but Jack chuckled. His other arm didn't reach. Mark's smacked his ass playfully, causing his legs to move closer to the bed. Now it reached. Mark cuffed his other wrist, then moved away. Jack adjusted his chest more comfortable on the bed, trying to keep his legs close together. He didn't feel Mark for a time, then felt his hands on the backs of his thighs. Mark tried to pry his legs apart, telling him warmly. "Spread your legs, Jack. I need to set this toy up to the mattress."

Jack raised his eyebrow, spreading his legs wide. Mark reached between his legs, messing with the mattress. If felt like he was lifting it up to put something in it. What the hell was he doing? Finishing up, Mark rubbed Jack's inner thighs. Mark made sure not to touch his genitals, simply squeezing his thighs and on occasion kissing the outside of his thigh. Jack yelped excited as Mark playfully bit his thigh and stood up. Mark stood right up behind him, causing Jack's cock to harden. Even just feeling Mark's jeans behind was enough to get his blood racing. Mark's hands slight around to pull his hips back as far as they'd go. Jack heard bottle snap open, then snap close shortly after. Mark leaned over his back, kissing his back as his arms wrapped around him. Jack gasped loudly, his toes digging into the carpet as Mark's lubed up hands took ahold of his cock and balls. Mark bit his shoulder, purring to him. "You can open your eyes now if you want." Jack opened his eyes, but couldn't see much of anything anyway.

Jack moaned softly, shifting his legs wider and rubbing his chest against the silk sheets as he tried to grind his hips against Mark's. The lube was tingling his genitals as a warm sensation relaxed every muscle between his legs. Mark's lathering strokes only made him harder and his balls ache heavily. He couldn't imagine anything sweeter. Mark then suddenly stopped to Jack displeasure. It had felt too good for him to just stop. Mark grabbed his hips firmly, telling him commandingly. "Jack, move closer to the mattress for me." Jack inched closer, hesitantly. He couldn't feel anything in front of him. Was there something between him and the mattress? Mark leaned over him, taking his cock again and gently pushing against his hips to inch him closer. Jack bit his lip, anxiously. Why was Mark pushing him closer with his cock aimed straight for the bed? It made no sense. The tip of Jack's cock felt something soft and warm, causing him to jerk his head up. Tugging on his restraints in slight fear of it.

Mark stopped pushing him for a moment, cooing soothingly against his back calmly. "Easy, Jackaboy. Trust me. It's perfectly safe." Jack tried to calm down, but when Mark tried to push his hips closer, he resisted by bracing his knees on the mattress. Mark stopped again, kissing his shoulder now and telling him sweetly. "It's not going to hurt you at all. It's really soft and I lubed it up nicely for you. Let me show you?" Jack relaxed his legs enough to let Mark very cautiously push his hips again. Jack fingers clenched the bedsheets in preparation for anything as his cock was guided into something heavily lubed and so very soft. The deeper Mark pushed him in, the more it felt so warm and inviting. An orgasmic moan broke from Jack's throat as he thrust his hips in deeper. Mark braced firmly against him to keep him from pulling out, telling him wickedly. "What do you think of the heated pocket pussy?"