My date with Cole last Tuesday was perfect so it's safe to say I can't wait for our next one, which coincidentally is today. I've messaged him to say I'll bring him to my house and now I'm in the car on my way there. I feel like a giddy schoolgirl waiting to go on a date with their crush and I don't like it. I've only ever felt like this a few times before and I'm not ready to start getting these... feelings.

With a sigh, I pull the car up to Cole's house and get out. I ring the doorbell and check my reflection in the glass panel of the door. I hear the lock click so I take a step back and wait for Cole to fully open the door.

"Were you checking yourself out in the glass?" He asks with a knowing smirk.

"Yes. Do you have a problem with that?" I ask playfully. He doesn't reply, instead he steps forward and kisses me forcefully. I almost fall over from how hard his face hits mine but I mange to stay standing and wrap my arms around his waist. His hands hold onto my hair as he pushes his tongue into my mouth and fights for control, control I'm not going to give up. I'm the dominant here, even though he doesn't know that yet. But I'm hoping to bring up the topic with him today.

I pull away and hold Cole's cute face between my hands. His brown eyes flick across my face as I stare back at him. He really is gorgeous.

"Let's go now. I've got a surprise for you at my place," I say after a few silent moments.

"Okay! What's the surprise?" He questions as we walk to my black car.

"If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?"

"I don't care, I want to know," he pouts and I laugh.

"Don't act like a brat, you'll find out in ten minutes."

He huffs and crosses his arms across his chest as I start up the car and pull into the road.

"Come on Cole, don't be mad at me," I say gently.

"I'm not mad. I'm just impatient."

"Okay, well it's only seven more minutes until we get to my house," I reassure him.

"Fine, But I still don't like surprises," he says stubbornly.

He'll like this surprise. I hope so anyways. I put a lot of effort into the little arrangement I made and nearly broke a few things in the process.

"Are we almost there yet?" Cole whines as we turn onto my street. I'm tempted to keep driving for a while and make him wait longer but I'm not that mean.

"Yes, my house is there," I reply and point to the house half hidden behind tall shrubs.

"Cool! It's so nice! I like the bushes and the garden path. The house itself is nice too." He rambles and I chuckle as I pull onto the drive and turn off the hybrid car.

"The inside's even better," I say enthusiastically and hold his hand as we walk the short distance to the front door. Walking inside, I watch as Cole bends over to take off his shoes. I won't lie and say I didn't ogle his nice ass because let's face it, it's a lovely ass.

"What's through here?" He asks as he opens the door to the right.

"It's a bathroom," I say and push the door closed again as Cole nods as if deep in thought. "Do you want a tour?" I ask him and he nods quickly.

I take him to all the rooms in my house except the playroom, which he got very annoyed about but I promised him I'd show him another time. I just claimed the room was my spare room that was full of junk and he finally agreed not to go inside.

"Now do you want your surprise?" I ask as we stand in front of my bedroom, the last room to show him.

"Yes!"

I open the door and let him walk inside first. He stares in awe at the den I made from blankets and pillows that hangs over my bed to make a tent sort of thing. I also managed to get the tv from downstairs into my room and positioned it on the chest of drawers to the side so we can watch movies from the bed.

"Do you like it?" I wrap my arms around his waist from behind and rest my head on his shoulder.

"I love it! Are those Oreos?" He says excitedly and eyes up the few packs of biscuits I bought.

"I heard you liked them so I got a few packs," I reply and gently kiss his neck.

"Thank you, you're amazing."

I smile and a warm feeling spreads through my chest at the simple comment.

"Let's go lay down," I say and lead him to the bed. I rest my back against the headboard and bend my knees so Cole can settle between them. As I mess with the remote to put a movie on, Cole opens the Oreos and offers me one. I open my mouth and he giggles as he slips it between my teeth. As I eat the delicious cookie, Cole looks over his shoulder at me as if he's admiring me.

"What are you looking at?" I ask when I've swallowed.

"You're face, it's pretty," he replies dreamily.

"Pretty? The only pretty person here is you," I tell him and gently press my lips to the side of his neck. He squirms as I pepper kisses along his jaw and neck and my hands rub circles along his sides.

"Stoooooooooop," he whines and I laugh against his skin.

"Don't lie to me, you love it. That bulge in your pants tells me you do," I say and let my hand run down his chest to his jeans where his erection is being trapped. I unbutton the blue jeans and slip my hand inside but still above his boxers.

"Please," Cole breathes out as he holds onto my thighs on both sides of his body.

"Tell me what you want," I whisper in his ear.

"I want you to make me feel good," he moans as I palm him through the thin fabric of his boxers. I climb out from behind Cole and let him fall back so he's lying down like a starfish. Once I'm kneeling between his parted legs I lean over and start kissing his lower stomach, just above the waistband of his underwear. His hips thrust up when I run my tongue across his covered member so I hold him down with a hand on his left hip.

With my free hand I pull down the annoying fabric and smirk when I see his sizeable dick spring up in front of my lips. He starts to moan as I lick along the underside of his length and swirl the tip of my tongue on the swollen head. I take him in my mouth and make sure to use my tongue to tease all the sensitive parts of his rod. It makes me happy to hear his whines and begs as his body writhes on the bed.

It's not long before Cole squeaks and cums into my mouth which I swallow without dripping any. He came very quickly and without much control so if he becomes my sub I'll have to work on that.

"Oh my god so good," mumbles Cole as I sit back where I was against the headboard and lift his head onto my lap.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," I say and gently run my fingers through his hair as he pants. He lays for a while before he sits up and turns to straddle my legs.

"What are you doing?" I ask playfully as he starts to unbutton my pants.

"I'm returning the favour."

"You don't have to."

"I want to," he smirks and pulls my dick out. It's still half hard from the hot blowjob so Cole only has to stroke me a few times before it's standing proud.

I groan and lean my head forward to rest it on Cole's shoulder when he starts teasing the sensitive head of my cock with his thumb. I rest my hands on his thighs and rub small circles to help myself focus. It doesn't really help though because I'm soon grunting like a bear as Cole's hand pleasures me. My deep groans seem to encourage the mischievous boy because he gives me a few long strokes then let's go, leaving my rod twitching.

"Don't tease me," I grumble and he giggles a bit then grabs a hold of my dick again to continue the slow handjob. His pace increases as I trail kisses up Cole's neck and suck on the pale skin to leave dark hickys.

"You're really hot when you're like this," Cole tells me and uses his free hand to fondle my balls. This is my undoing and my hips jerk up as streams of cum spurt onto our shirts. I moan lowly and bite my lip as pleasure shoots through me.

Cole wipes his hands on my shirt and I look up at him tiredly. It's been a while since I've actually came and it's hit me hard. I can't wait to make Cole my sub and have him give me orgasms like that most nights.

"Let's take these off..." I grimace as I pull the soiled shirt over my head and throw it to the floor. I'll sort it later but right now I need to attend to the boy in my lap who has his shirt stuck halfway over his head.

"Help," He squeaks and I laugh as I help him get the shirt off his head. He wasn't very careful and got some of my semen on his face however, before I can take him to clean it up, he wipes it off with his thumb and licks it clean.

"Where have you been all my life?" I sigh and pull him down with me as I lay down. He laughs and snuggles up to my chest, his arm wrapping around my waist.

We watch another film but halfway through, Cole starts snoring quietly so I turn off the tv and pull the blanket further up our bodies. A quick nap won't hurt anyone.

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I blink my eyes open and glance down at Cole's sleeping body. Well I thought he was sleeping but he appears to be awake and leaving kisses on my chest. I roll over so I'm hovering over Cole's body, my arms either side of his head.

"You're awake," Cole says with a big smile.

"Yes I am." I glance to the clock on the wall and see it's nearly one o'clock, "Do you want some lunch?"

"Yes! I'm starving!"

We both get out of the bed and go downstairs to the kitchen. Cole sits on a stool while I search through the fridge for some sandwich fillers.

"Do you like ham and salad sandwiches?" I ask and look over at the fidgeting boy.

"Yeah that sounds good," he replies and watches me as I get out bread and a knife. I stop and turn to stare back at Cole.

"What are you looking at?" I ask and squint my eyes.

"A sexy man only wearing a pair of jeans."

"You're making me nervous, stop staring," I chuckle and turn around to prepare the food.

"When will we have sex?"

I spin around on my heels to scowl at Cole.

"Don't ask me things like that," I grumble.

"Why not?"

"Because... just don't! Was today not enough?"

"Well I thought we'd have sex then... but you stopped," he says, his face showing his annoyance.

"This is our second date Cole! I'm not one to have sex that early on!" I argue back. Lies. I have sex with the subs at the club as soon as I've signed a contract with them. Even before I was into bdsm I used to have sex on the first date. Cole's different though because he's not a trained submissive. Marcus has told me I can't have sex with him until I've trained him and set out his limits.

"You gave me a blowjob not long ago, that's basically sex," he huffs and I decide to just ignore him.

"Eat this, then we'll talk." I'm going to have to tell him about my lifestyle. It's going to ruin any chance we have if I don't explain myself soon and I can see that Cole is getting impatient with me.

We eat in silence at the counter as I don't dare say anything to the boiling boy beside me. He looks annoyed and I don't want to make him worse before we have our talk.

I finish just before Cole does so I take our plates away and put them in the dishwasher.

"Do you want to talk here or in the living room?" I ask sternly and Cole mumbles living room. He leads the way and plops down in the far corner of the couch so I sit next to him but far enough away so I can turn to see him.

"I like you Cole, I want to be in some sort of relationship with you but for this to happen there's something I have to tell you," I start and pause to check he's listening, "I'm part of a certain lifestyle that means I need a lot of control over my partner. Have you ever heard of BDSM?" His eyes widen and he nods quickly so I continue, "I'm a dominant and I'd like you to become my submissive. This will include training and a contract so we can both express our limits and expectations. Do you have any questions you'd like to ask?"

He seems to think about it for a while so I cross my right ankle over my left knee and lean back to wait.

"Does that mean I'd be your sex slave?" He asks cautiously.

"No! Absolutely not! It will be a consensual agreement. Before any scene we play I will always discuss it with you beforehand and you will have safewords so you can stop at anytime. Just think of it as a normal relationship but with kinky sex and a bit more control."

"Will you hurt me?"

"Only if you like it. If you want me to whip you I will but if that's not your style, then I won't. Simple as that. It's all about limits. The secret to a good Dom/sub relationship is communication. We will always talk about anything that bothers you or about anything you find arousing. There is a sheet full of activities that you will rate from 1 to 5 and I will always keep it in mind for anything we do together."

"So technically I'm in charge?" He asks with a little smirk.

"Yes technically," I laugh. "We'd also go to a club my friend owns. It's a bdsm club so we'd go to watch scenes and be around other doms and subs."

"Watch scenes? Like watch people-"

"People having sex yes."

"Wow. Will we ever have sex in front of people?" He asks eagerly.

"Probably. If you want to then I don't see why not. But you're not my submissive yet. First I need to train you then you need to have your test at the club and then we need to sign a contract. But to start I want you to do some research of your own and seriously think about what I'm proposing. I'll give you a few websites to look on and I don't want you to stray from those or you'll get a bunch of bullshit or people who practice bdsm differently." I really don't need him coming up with more misconceptions.

"Okay I'll do some research tonight," he says and I see him look at the clock on the wall.

"No not tonight. I want you to sleep here."

"Okay Master," he teases and I groan. He's already being a little shit.

I can already tell this boy will be a handful.