Page 35 of Bend Him, Break Him

Colton wasted no time arriving at Isaac’s dorm suite for a punishment he wasn’t certain he deserved. It had never occurred to him that jerking off constituted some violation of their arrangement.

As if reading his mind, Isaac went right into correcting Colton after closing the door behind him.

“It’s not the jerking off that has offended me and gotten you into trouble, though I do need you to realize your cock belongs to me,” Isaac hissed, yanking Colton’s pants down. “You cum when I say you cum.”

Colton shuddered in anticipation, the rush of Isaac gripping his semi-erect dick while palming his ass cheek.

“These are not new rules.” Isaac glared, expression vicious but touch—oh, fuck, how strong and gentle he was. Each squeeze of Colton’s ass, each tug of his dick, brought him closer and closer.

“The fact you fantasized about another is something I can understand. Longing is only natural; curiosity and attraction spark in all types of ways.” Isaac continued working, tilting his head to keep his eyes trained on Colton, who could barely stand straight.

“It’d be wrong of me to demand you quell those cravings, limit your imagination. These are not things I wish to do.”

Colton braced himself against Isaac until he shrugged his shoulders. The demand was clear, even if his voice was silent. Colton returned to standing on his own.

“What bothers me is the flirting.” Isaac’s angry facade cracked, and his expression turned somber. “Am I not enough for you?”

“You are,” Colton stammered.

“Perhaps. Perhaps not.” Isaac leaned in and bit Colton’s neck, trailing his teeth and tongue ring along the jock’s collarbone, eliciting a tremble. “I don’t wish to share you. I don’t wish for you to even playfully pursue others.”

“I won’t.” Colton quaked, his dick throbbing. “You’re all I want. Need.”

Fuck, how he needed Isaac more and more each day. Like the breath he took, Isaac brought Colton to life in the simplest and most extraordinary ways.

“Then you are mine?”

“Yes.” Colton let out a breathy groan.

“And I am yours,” Isaac whispered; his words ran along Colton’s skin like silk.

“Yes,” Colton said with a whimper.

“We are exclusive.” Isaac worked his hand on the tip of Colton’s cock, massaging the head. “Our bodies, our desires, our feelings, are reserved only for each other.”

Colton moaned, nodding to express his understanding because that pluralization meant the world to him.

We . Our . Isaac included himself in such sentiment.

Sure, he’d never mentioned messing around with other guys, and with as much time as he dedicated to Colton, it wasn’t like he had a lot left over for some other sub, but to know definitively that Isaac only wanted Colton that this little flirtatious action had provoked jealousy, that Isaac sought to lay claim over Colton.

Dammit, he nearly erupted right then and there, but Isaac had released his grip on Colton. Perhaps he’d agreed too soon. A bit longer, and he would’ve climaxed.

“Now, we can move on to your punishment.”

“Being edged isn’t the punishment?”

“Only but a step.”

Colton grimaced, then grinned, then went to speak but waited for Isaac.

“Strip and lay down.” Isaac stepped away, lighting a cigarette as Colton slipped out of his outfit. “Slower.”

Grabbing his slacks, Colton stopped their descent and then slowly let them slide to his ankles before easing out of them.

Even with his package and ass on full display, he caught Isaac’s gaze following the slow lift of his shirt.

Isaac very much appreciated Colton’s six-pack abs, muscular torso, and broad chest. Colton raised his shirt an inch at a time, swaying his hips a bit as he slowly wriggled out of his outfit.

Once he was fully nude, he lay on the bed face down and ass up, awaiting Isaac’s move. It must’ve been part of the punishment because Isaac took his time with his cigarette before making his way over to his dresser and rifling through drawers.

“This is something I’ve wanted to do for a while.” Isaac’s lips kissed Colton’s ass cheeks before his hands played with them, spreading them apart and exposing his hole.

Even craning his neck, the position was hard to glean, but he knew what was about to happen.

“I’ve never…” Colton gulped, swallowing the stuttering moan Isaac’s tongue caused.

He immediately went to work, diving into Colton’s ass and lapping away with a tongue bath before poking the tip in his hole.

Colton dropped his head into the mattress, feeling a wave of heat fill his face and spread over his entire body.

A perfect pulse heightened by Isaac’s talented tongue.

His fingers found their way inside Colton, working him over even more until his dick throbbed under the weight of his resting body.

Colton didn’t need to stroke his cock, didn’t need to do a goddamn thing other than lay there letting Isaac control the flow of this rim job.

After a few minutes, Colton’s body tensed, and he let out a jolt of a convulsion before cumming on the blanket, still lying where he was on the bed.

“This is a punishment?”

Isaac didn’t stop. He kept working until his appetites were satisfied.

“To think, I could snack on this ass all night,” Isaac said with a playful slap before roughly palming Colton’s left cheek. “But that’s for good boys. And you’re not a good boy, are you?”

“No, sir.” Colton trembled a bit, more from the thrill of provoking Isaac than a fear of what came next. A part of him yearned for whatever punishment Isaac sought. He wanted to act out again, just to make Isaac see him, crave him.

“Naughty boys get spankings.”

“Seriously?” Colton snorted. “Oh, okay.”

And without warning, Isaac smacked Colton across his bare ass with a startling sharp pain.

“Fuck.”

“That’s one.” Isaac wrapped his hands around Colton’s thighs, then cupped his ass before he grabbed Colton by the hips and yanked him down to the edge of the bed.

Colton’s feet hit the floor, steadying his stance. From this angle, he knew his ass was even more exposed, positioned perfectly for Isaac’s rough hand. A shiver of anxious anticipation coursed through Colton.

“Ready?”

Colton didn’t respond, just gave Isaac a look that said he didn’t oppose what came next. The next few slaps burned, then turned into a piercing sting by the time Isaac hit five.

“Okay, okay, I get it.” Colton bit down on the blanket as Isaac continued, showing no indication of slowing.

“Six, seven, eight…”

“Fuck, please.” Colton trembled uncontrollably.

Isaac gave one more hard smack and then stopped.

Once it’d ended, Isaac kissed Colton’s cheeks, avoiding the tender skin he’d slapped, and prioritized the firm outer glute muscles.

“You going to be a good boy moving forward?”

“Yes.”

After the initial shock of the spankings faded and the gentle kisses washed away the pain, Colton realized he’d gotten aroused again at some point. His dick ached once again.

“I think someone likes being punished.” Isaac eyed Colton’s bulge as the jock attempted to discreetly readjust himself and his boner. “Maybe I need to find another way to teach you obedience.”

Fuck, that sent a rush through Colton.

“Oh?” he asked, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically.

But he’d just had his ass slapped damn near ten times which sent a wave of pain that somehow left Colton hard.

Not to mention he’d just had his hole licked with such finesse it made him cum all over himself.

So, despite Isaac’s gruff attitude, Colton couldn’t help but lay in a pool of his own sticky mess, a bit eager for what came next.

“Do you trust me?” Isaac asked.

“Implicitly.”

“That’s a mistake.”

“Punish me however you want.” Colton lay on the edge of the bed, spread eagle and ass raised up ever so, even if the tenderness ached something fierce. “You wanna spank me again, go for it. You wanna fuck me for fantasizing, do your worst.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Isaac jerked Colton’s head back, holding a fistful of hair. “A bratty little sub who’s getting too cocky.”

“You’re gonna have to work hard to pound out that attitude.” Colton bit his lower lip teasingly and went a bit further. “Otherwise, I’ll just keep being a naughty boy.”

The rush of words sent a shudder through him, creating goosebumps of anticipation for Isaac’s next punishment. It provoked a stern expression from Isaac, a glazed look of rising to the challenge, and Colton’s cock raged against the mattress, throbbing with an ache all over again.

Isaac shoved Colton’s face into the mattress, holding him there for a moment before releasing him.

When Colton felt the air shift and Isaac’s presence vanish, he went to raise his head.

“Don’t.”

The order made him quake, and he obeyed. Isaac returned a moment later, slapping his hand between Colton’s cheeks and roughly lubing him up before unceremoniously shoving his cock inside him.

Colton groaned into the mattress at the suddenness, the brutal thrust which gutted him immediately.

“You are mine,” Isaac said, burying his cock all the way to the base, letting his balls slap Colton’s.

Despite the fierce strokes, which made Colton whimper, Isaac’s touch remained gentle.

His hands caressed Colton’s body, running up and down his back to ease him into an arch.

They carefully avoided his tender cheeks; even the angle at which his hips bucked barely bounced against the sensitive skin.

Isaac railed into Colton faster and harder until Colton couldn’t contain himself.

He lifted his head to moan, to tell him he was cumming again, to beg for it, but Isaac pushed Colton’s head back down. When Colton convulsed, Isaac’s strokes eased, and one of his hands went to work yanking Colton’s cock until a jet of cum shot out.

After he’d poured his load, he lay there euphoric and delirious and relishing the heavy panting of Isaac as he growled and raged until finally shooting his seed inside Colton.

The pair gasped and lay sprawled out on the bed, too exhausted to move, to speak, to even think.