I was intoxicated with the power I had over this boy.

He was mine to do with as I pleased.

Just thinking about being inside him and possessing his young body made my already rock hard cock throb in anticipation but I still needed to digitally open up his tight hole.

He looked up at me from his position on the seat and I could see the lust and vulnerability in his eyes; so willing and eager to please as only the young can be to their elders.

Brad was no virgin (of course) and he told me that he’d had a significant number of tricks (in his past and up his sleeve) but fumbling in the dark and fucking another teenager wasn’t what he wanted.

He sought me out because he wanted a man that he could give himself to and learn from.

And although he was primarily a top he wanted to explore his true desire and experience being a submissive bottom to a dominant male.

“Lay back boy!” I barked.

I pushed down on his torso till he was pinned on the seat, his lithe young body trapped under the weight of my hand and beefy body hovering over him.

With one movement I could crush his breastbone and with the other hand already poised to enter his asshole it was my choice to either anally wreck havoc or to deliver him pleasure.

He was relaxed from being rimmed so I spit on my fingers and inserted my index into his hole to explore his insides.

I could feel him seize up.

Brad started to pull away from my digital probe so I quickly reached up with my free hand and smacked him on the cheek.

I continued by slowly moving my finger to the right, then left, careful not to move too quickly or go too deep too soon.

It was like turning the tumblers on a vault to find the right combination to unlock his pleasure package.

And by the way he started to moan deep in his throat I could tell he was being turned on in a different way.