Treston gulped; he didn't know what to do. Though it would have been nice to have a little advance warning about this. He didn't want to disappoint him. So he picked up the whip and said, "Spread those legs," in the deepest voice he could manage. Then he cracked the whip against Cooper's ass and shouted, "I'm going to punish you. You've been a very bad boy."
Treston had seen and heard enough about bondage and discipline to know a few basics. He tried as hard as he could to pretend Cooper was the submissive and he the dominant top. Treston called him names, humiliated him, and told him he was a bad boy as he cracked the whip. But the entire time Treston did this he couldn't stop thinking about the limp penis hanging between his own legs.
When Cooper started to beg Treston to fuck him, Treston blinked and said, "Be patient, you bad little bitch." Then he turned and glanced into the big box of sex toys on the floor to see if there was something in there that might get him hard enough to fuck Cooper. When he spotted a strap-on dildo a sense of relief rushed through him and actually sighed aloud.
"Fuck me like a bitch," Cooper said. He was still face down on the bed and he couldn't see what Treston was doing.
"I've got something special for you," Treston said. "You're going to beg for more, bitch."
When the strap-on dildo was around his hips, he reached for a tube of lubricant they kept on the dresser and removed the lid. Then he climbed up on the bed, crawled between Cooper's legs, and covered the fake penis with lube. At first, he wasn't sure this would work. The dildo had to be at least ten inches long and thick as a Coke bottle. Treston's main concern was Cooper wouldn't be able to take it all and Treston would have to admit he couldn't get a strong enough erection to fuck him.
But the moment Treston pointed the head of the dildo to the lips of Cooper's anus, the high-heeled boots went up and Cooper started begging him to go deeper.
Treston slipped it in with little effort. He asked, "Does it hurt?" Treston didn't even think he could take something so large himself.
"Deeper," Cooper said. "Don't stop. Fuck me deeper."
So Treston plunged all the way in with a thrust so obnoxious he felt a pull in his own stomach. It was the most unusual sexual thing Treston had ever done because he felt absolutely nothing at all. When he started to move his hips and the fake penis began to slid in and out of Cooper's body, he wondered how on Earth anyone could handle something that large and intimidating. It didn't seem to bother Cooper. He continued to scream, moan, and beg for it deeper, harder, and faster. So Treston gave him exactly what he wanted, and Cooper wound up climaxing twenty minutes later without even touching his dick once.
When it was over, Treston pulled out and glanced at a small clock on the nightstand. He reached forward and unfastened the wrist restraints so Cooper could get up and use the bathroom. It was almost nine and that was when they usually went to bed and watched old reruns of Bonanza-Cooper's favorite TV show of all time-until Cooper fell asleep at exactly five after ten on the dot. Though Treston always had trouble going to sleep that early, he would turn off the TV and reach for his phone on the nightstand. He'd learned how to read on his phone in bed until midnight. Then he would plug in the earphones and listen to You Are My Sunshine until he felt tired enough to close his eyes.
While Treston removed the strap-on dildo, Cooper sat up and turned to face him. He smiled and said, "That was freaking unreal, man. I haven't gotten off like that in a long time."
Treston smiled but he didn't look up. "I had fun, too." He still had trouble believing Cooper had taken the entire thing.
"But you didn't get off," Cooper said. "You want a blow job? I don't mind. I'm in a really submissive mood tonight."
Treston glanced at his limp penis; he still hadn't removed the thong. "I'm good. I don't need to get off all the time. You can fuck me in the morning before we go to work."
Cooper climbed off the bed and walked over to where Treston was standing. He took the strap-on out of his hands and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm going to clean up. I'll be right back. When I was going through the channels earlier I saw there's a special episode of Bonanza on TV tonight and you'll love it." Then he turned and headed to the bathroom, with the high heels clicking against the wooden floor. For such a butch, conservative guy, he seemed to know how to walk around in high heels awfully well. Before he closed the door, he glanced back and said, "I love you."
Treston removed his shirt and said, "I love you, too."
While Cooper was in the bathroom, Treston removed the top cover and threw it in the hamper. Then he climbed into bed naked and switched on the TV. As he watched a commercial about a cold and flu medicine, he felt a warm comfortable sensation pass through his body and he wasn't sure why at first. He'd been so surprised at what Cooper had asked him to do that night he hadn't been thinking clearly. But now he realized he was doing exactly what he'd always dreamed of doing all of his life. But more than , he felt good about the way he'd pleased his lover that night and put all of his own needs aside.