His to Keep II: Curiosity Satisfied

A few days after Jake’s encounter with Master Allen, he finds that his curiosity is stronger than ever, and he ends up in the dungeon once again. This time, he leaves with his first taste of another man still lingering in his throat, and his curiosity replaced with utter lust.

This 3300 word erotic story contains graphic descriptions of M/m romance, oral sex, and bondage.
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One week had passed since he’d done it. One week since that afternoon rendezvous with Allen, a man his internal monologue simply called “Sir”. Blushing under Allen’s touch at the cafe, Jake had only a moment before he was whisked off to a private dungeon like he’d only seen in the most extravagant bondage videos.
The man had strapped Jake down and made him soak his own briefs with cum… only to make him lick them clean. A week ago, Jake thought he was straight, maybe a little curious. Now, he’d been fed his own cum by another man, and was daydreaming about being fed someone else’s. He blushed - it all felt so wrong, in the most arousing sort of way.
Jake sighed, closing his word processor. He’d been home from class for hours, and hadn’t made a scratch in his work for the day. Every now and then, he’d fiddle with his phone, flipping through his inboxes, but there would be nothing from Sir.
He’d been clicking his bookmark of Allen’s KinkNet profile a lot in the past few days - he made his way to the photo gallery again, stopping to look at the pictures of Allen in his leathers, a boy in restraints kneeling happily at his feet. He wanted to be that boy - he wanted to be able to call Allen “Master”.
As Jake clicked to the next picture, the “new message” icon turned red. Suddenly, it felt like time itself had stopped. Jake gulped, moving to open the message.

I’m free tonight - are you ready to continue your training?
Say the word and I’ll be right over to pick you up.
-A

Jake typed his response of “Yes Sir!” and sent it off before he could even think, his heart rate rising. Nervous, excited apprehension overwhelmed him, just like the first time he’d been about to meet Allen. He rushed to his closet, changing into a nicer shirt and his good shoes. He didn’t figure he’d be in them for long, but he wanted to impress Sir at every turn.
It was only a few minutes before he heard a honk from outside. He rushed out the door, hastily locking up after himself. Allen’s gleaming black sports car was at the curb waiting for him. Jake nearly skipped down the path. With a touch, the door slid open, and he climbed in.
“Good to see you again, boy.”
“Y-you too, Sir.”