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Throat Training
🕑 Added 2024-11-22 00:54:45 +0000 UTCThis post comes with a a short story! Thought i'd try my hand at creative writing, there was a lot i wanted to include into this scenario and i dont have the time draw all of it. Id like to commit myself to more stuff like this in the future, hopefully if my patreon gets a little bigger i can!
Anyway meet Jack Whittaker, 56 year old Kink enthusiast, Local football coach and part time events organizer. Jack has been active in leather pride community for over 20 years and help run kink events across the country.
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10:15pm, sharp.
That was the time that Caiden needed to be in the locker rooms at the local football club for throat training with Sir Jack.
Caiden had met Sir jack at Pup night at a local club. He was dressed head to toe in vintage leather with two obedient pups at his feet the entire night. During a chance conversation, Caiden had joked that he needed better training if he ever wanted to try being a pup and Jack, who had taken a liking to the cats enthusiasm, offered his services.
Jack had a busy schedule. He coached collage football every Thursday night, practice ran from 7pm to 10 pm and it was the only time they were both available. The 56 year old Polar bear lived with his husband, they hosted plenty of parties and even had a special dungeon in the basement. Jack however couldn't resist the idea of teaching the cat boy to perform flawlessly in public, so the club locker room was the perfect place.
Caiden was anxious, Sir Jack had given him a uniform and membership card so he could get in without hassle. Most of the footballers where gone by 10pm, but the threat of being caught filled Caiden with a delightful kind of fear. He stripped down, put his collar on, placed a towel down and eagerly waited on his knees next to the locker with the "Mr. Leather 2015" sticker on it. He hadn't eaten anything for at least 8 hour, as instructed. Just in case.
"Well, what do we have 'ere!" Sir jacks booming voice echoed throughout the steamy tiled room. The shock of a sudden sound made Caiden jump. Exposed and excited his face flushed red.
"Good evening Sir Jack!" Caiden sheepishly shouted, "I am ready for training, Sir!". He had been ordered how to address Sir Jack but his voice crack had given away his nervous excitement. Caiden had hooked up with a few guys before, but never someone this much older then him and never with this kind of Sub/Dom arrangement. His body trembled, he felt a wet spot form as precum leaked into his jock.
Jack walked toward Caiden and stopped right in front of him, the throbbing bulge in his footy shorts inches from his nose. A wave of sensation washed over him. The smell of grass and dirt on his cleats, the musk of his sweaty loins and just the hint of old polyester from the well worn uniform.
Sir Jack looked down at the excited kitty, he'd trained plenty of boys before him.
"Right then" He took a stopwatch from his pocket.
"Lets go over the rules one more time. 30 minutes collective time at the base".
Caiden nodded "Y-Yes Sir!".
"Timer starts when you've got every inch in your throat. Timer pauses if you move back for air." Sir jacks words were Blunt. These weren't instructions, they were orders.
"Yes Sir!" Caiden made direct eye contact as he spoke, he was ready.
Sir Jack crouched down and leaned in to whisper into Caiden's ear.
"Safe word is.... er.. well... just tap my arm or leg with your tail twice, ok?" Jack leaned back and winked. His tone in that moment was a lot more caring, He had 20 years experience doing this. Caiden was in good hands.
Comments
Tomes
need this tbh i'm terrible at sucking dick lmao
DJ Salaryman
Oh dang, this is a hot scenario indeed.
