ready to leave. Sean kneeled by him, cock tight to his belly, with the whip in his hand.

“Where do you think you are going?”, he asked as he cracked the whip in the air above Dalton’s head.

“It is getting late. I don’t want to make my mom angry.”

“I’m going to fuck you Dalton. You aren’t going. You’re going to be bottom. I know you really want to pass English.”

“I told you no whip.”

“ No whip, I’m sorry. Just let me make love to you.”

“ I do want an A on my final exam. I will have to stay, and be your love slave.”

Sean fell on the bed, laughing, joining his boyfriend in a sensual kiss. He loved him so much, enjoying all the different games Dalton played. Tickling Dalton, he rolled him around, holding his ankles out, spreading him open to receive his throbbing cock. Dalton squeezed the oil on his lover’s penis, stroking, loving his hardness. Sean pushed in past his ring, the feel of Dalton’s warm cheeks squeezing in on him. With each pump, the two lovers moaned, breathing hard, joined as one. Their sex wasn’t aggressive, even though they played the game, it was sensual. Dalton pushed in on Sean, as his body stiffened, each thrust of his hips met with sweet resistance. The faster he pumped into the warm inviting hole of Dalton, the harder Dalton stroked himself, leaving cum dripping from Sean’s smooth chest. With a final thrust and a cry of ecstasy, Sean filled his lover’s ass to the brim, cum leaking down onto the silk sheets. Sean fell into Dalton’s arms, each content, their schoolboy fantasy having fulfilled them both.