#p:bronson

[domivancarvalho]

FINALS SCENE || IVAN & BRONSON

TAGGING: @domivancarvalho & @bronson-jones-sub

DATE: JUNE 06, 2022

LOCATION: IVAN’S SUITE

Ivan walked into his playroom and looked around at all the props laying around, which he had been working in getting into place before taking a refreshing shower, since the time when Bronson was due to come to his suite was getting closer. Dressed in black sweats and an equally black tank which snuggled all the curves of the muscles on his chest, he gave the cockcage, and all the elements that made it a final inspection, to make sure everything was working properly. He then moved to a nearby table when he had laid down several other items and toys he might need, or feel the need to use them as the scene progressed. He felt a bit nervous about the whole thing, since, in reality, it would be his first major scene at the academy, and it happened to have to weight of almost his entire grades for the semester. He just hoped he would do it right, by him, and also for Bronson.

Bronson knew that he could do this. He had done scenes before and chastity and denial were two things he felt very comfortable doing. Sure, him and Ivan hadn't had the chance to have a scene together before, but this was just another opportunity to meet a new Dominant and potential new friend. He had followed the man's instructions very carefully. He hadn't touched himself or came at all in the past three days, a feat that he was very proud of himself for. As he prepared himself to head to Ivan's, he slid on a pair of light green panties of which he had a matching bra that he also hooked on himself. Not wanting to walk through the halls like that, Bronson put a pair of sweatpants over himself as well as a t-shirt and headed up to the Don's suite. Once arriving, he knocked on the door and waited for Ivan to let him in, nervously chewing on the side of his cheek.

Ivan looked up when he heard the knock on the door and had to restrain himself not to run over to get it, he was that nervous. He gave himself a quick look in the mirror, his fingers sliding through the light brown curls to keep them in place, or as much as he could, then he cleared his throat and opened the door. At first he felt conflicted, not seeing Bronson on his knees, like everyone else seemed to do around the place, that he had seen. Did the other man not think much of Ivan to begin with? One of the many doubts he had in his life was whether he would ever get to be a good enough Dom, and that was certainly not helping. Secondly, he had hoped the other would had dressed a bit.. better for the ocassion, or at least, as he had also seen the other wear. "Hello- hi. Come in" he said as he stepped to the side.

Bronson smiled when Ivan opened the door, stepping in past Ivan. "Hi, Sir," he replied with a smile. He looked around the room, trying not to focus on the table of toys he was instantly drawn to. "You look nice, I hope you don't mind me saying." Bronson was nervous, and he only hoped that Ivan wouldn't pick up on that, but with his eyes shifting and his heavy breathing he was sure that it was at least somewhat noticeable. "I um, I swear I'm not going to wear sweatpants for our...I just didn't want anyone to see me dressed in lingerie on the way here...it's a new set, and I wanted you to be the first to see it." Bronson smiled awkwardly as he moved further into the suite. "Can I show you? Would you like to see, Sir?"

Ivan locked the door behind him and followed the other as he moved ahead. "Oh, right. Thank you. You look nice too" he said, shrugging a little, then he nodded and chuckled. "It'd be fine if you would. I mean, if that's what you feel like wearing around me, it'd be fine" he said, then he put his hands behind his back and nodded. "Yes, sure. Show me."

Bronson relaxed a little bit as Ivan locked the door and confirmed he wanted to see. He slowly removed his shirt, pulling it over his head to reveal the lacy green bra that was adorned with pink and yellow embroidered flowers. He then pulled his sweatpants off to show the matching panties, the thong bottoms covering his small cock just perfectly. Once he stood before him, very exposed, he looked down. Bronson was typically very comfortable and confident, but with a new scene partner, there was always a period of anxiety. "Do you like them, Sir? I thought they'd look nice for our final."

Ivan watched as the other undressed himself, the clothing on top of him revealing a rather sexy looking lingerie. He stood closer to Bronson, then slowly walked aroun him, taking a more careful look at how it looked on him. "I do like them. They look good on you" he said as he once again stood in front of him, now with a slight frown on his face. "But I must say- I have to say... I feel a bit disappointed." When he saw the look on Bronson't face he knew he had to explain. "Haven't you learned yet that you have to kneel when you first meet a Dominant, or do you think I maybe don't deserve your respect?"

A red tint took over his cheeks at the reassurance of the lingerie looking good on him. "Thank you very much, Sir. I figured that especially once you caged me...the lace would look good around it." Bronson thought for a moment before responding. "Oh no, Sir. I do respect you, and I think you're very deserving of my respect. I just didn't realize that the scene had started. I assumed it wouldn't start until we had spoke about things in here. That's the only reason I wasn't kneeling outside."

It was true that the lingerie Bronson was wearing look perfect on him, so much in fact, Ivan couldn't stop looking at the way the soft, laced fabric clung to every small curve in his body. "We don't have to have a scene going to show some of the basic forms of respect- Or so I was told when I first got here, and I've also seen done with other Doms. I suppose you do this with all the Doms?" He figured they wouldn't need to go further on that talk, and should instead focusing on what they would be doing. "Follow me" he said, as he turned around and  headed into the playroom where he had everything set up.

"You're right, Sir, and I'm sorry." Bronson acknowledged what Ivan was saying before following him into the playroom, hoping they could move on from his slip up. Once inside, he looked around at the different items that the Dom had set up. "Oh wow, Sir. Is this all for our scene?" Bronson stepped forward, looking specifically at the cock cage, his favorite toy to use. "It's so pretty."

Ivan looked back at him and nodded, with a soft smile on his face. "Yes, pretty much. I don't know if we'll be using all of them, but I wanted to be prepared." He watched Bronson walking up to where the table was, his attention quickly drawn to the cock cage, then he stepped closer and stood behind him, his body brushing on the other's nearly naked one. "I figured you'd like that" he said, then slowly slipped his hand in between Bronson's legs and gripped his cock. "I bet it would look on your little dick, princess" he said, his words whispered in the other's ear.

Bronson sighed contently as he felt Ivan press against his back. "I do like it so much, Sir...oh," he let out a soft groan as the man grabbed his cock, his eyes fluttering shut. "Thank you...you're far too kind." Bronson turned himself around, now facing Ivan but still keeping his body close. "Are you going to tease my little cock Sir?"

Ivan pulled his hand back when he felt Bronson was turning around to face him, the cocky look on his face making him grin, as he once again moved his hand down and fondled him over the panties, his fingers grabbing on the elastic of them and pulling on them hard. "It's going to be teased enough, for both our pleasure." He took his hand and moved them to the wall nearby. "Face the wall, put both your hands on it, and spread your legs."

Bronsons eyes shifted down as Ivan toyed with the waist of his panties, pulling on them. "Thank you, Sir. I'm excited to be teased by you." It was true, teasing was his favorite and anytime he got to explore that it brought a sense of excitement to the submissive. "Yes, Sir," he replied simply as he allowed himself to be moved towards the wall, turning against it and spreading his legs as instructed. "Like this?"

While Bronson made his way to the wall, Ivan grabbed the cock cage and the key that held the three pieces together, and unlocked it, so he could place it on him properly. "Perfect" he said as he got on his knees behind him, then held his testicles in one hand and placed the ring at the base of them. He slipped his hand between his legs again and held his cock, moving swifty to put the cage on it, then finally put the lock to held both things together tight. He gave him another hard tug and grinned. "I suppose it goes without saying that you followed my orders, and haven't touched yourself?" he asked, then got back on his feet. "Turn around. Let me see you."

Bronsons breathing grew heavy as Ivan touched over him so skillfully, hands and fingers delicately skimming his cock and balls as he placed the cage around him. Once it was locked on, he dared to look down, breathing a sigh of relief as he felt contained. "Yes, Sir. I didn't touch myself at all, I swear." Bronson did as he was told and turned around, showing off his now caged cock to Ivan.

Ivan's eyes roamed up and down the other's figure once he turned around, the sight of him like that alone making him lick his lips and his cock to twitch inside his sweats. He cupped his chin and grinned. "Good girl. A good, pretty and slutty girl, so eager to please..." As he spoke, he let the pad of his thumb to run over the other's lips, even pushing it past his parted lips and stroking his tongue a bit. He pulled his thumb out and licked it himself. "Hmm... delicious. On your knees, and put that delicious tongue to work."

Bronson was so willing to allow Ivan to have his way with him, to let him do whatever he wanted. He sucked on the man's finger slightly as is slid inside his mouth, moaning as Ivan then licked Bronsons spit off it. He sank to his knees quickly, wanting to obey Ivan more than anything right now. He placed his hands on the Don's thighs, steadying himself as he began to mouth at the obvious bulge that was covered by Ivan's sweatpants.

Ivan let his fingers run through Bronson's scalp, then closed his fist around the short locks of dark hair, his eyes following everything that the other did. "Can't wait to you see you your pussy drenched with my cum, pretty girl... But you have to work to dick out good if you want it to plow you just right" he said, then grinned and pushed his face against his bulge and kept him there, not long enough to smother him, but close, before he let him go. "Do you want me to pound your pussy good, pretty girl?"

Bronson looked up at Ivan as he continued to mouth over his clothed cock, leaving a visible wet spot on his sweatpants. His words sent shivers down Bronsons spine, making him moan against Ivan's body. "Yes, Sir!" he answered eagerly when he pulled away, his pupils blown with lust. "I want you to fill my pussy with your cum, I want you to breed me and fuck me so hard!"

Ivan grabbed him by the chin and bend down a bit, so that he could lick his own taste off Bronson's lips. "And you will have just that, sweetheart. And the good thing is you won't be able to cum until I decide you are, so all that thrill will be running through you endlessly, even when I flip you over and start all over again." He winked at him. "Maybe I'll shove a thick plug inside your pussy and leave my cum in you, so you can feel it damping your panties, while it stretches you wide inside, and you think of what we did." He pulled him on his feet and, with his hand still holding his chin, he kissed him slow and deep, his tongue taking claim of the other's soon enough. "Get on the bed, on your hands and knees" he said after he pulled back.

Bronson was certain that he stopped breathing as Ivan spoke to him. The words he said, the way he said them, everything about him exuded pure sex. All the submissive could do was nod as he practically begged wordlessly for all of those things, so desperate to be used. Bronson scrambled to his feet, returning the kiss as he moaned into Ivan's mouth, letting him take control over the kiss. He whined for a split second when the other pulled away, but quickly retreated to the bed, moving onto his hands and knees. "Yes, Sir."

Ivan could see the effect his words had on Bronson in perfect detail, and to know they could affect him in that way let him know that he knew exactly how to get the other going. While Bronson took his place on the bed as ordered, Ivan took the chance to take his shirt and pants off, leaving him only with his briefs on. He grabbed Bronson by the ankles and pulled him toward the edge of the bed, legs spread as he was on his knees again. "Good girl" he practically purred, his hands roaming over the pale skin of his buttocks, while his other hand slide between his legs and gave the cock cage a slight tug. He got down on his knees, fingers kneading on his cheeks as he kept them apart, then he leaned and gave his hole a slow lick.

Bronson let out a yelp followed by a chuckle as he was pulled back to the edge of the bed. He waited so patiently for Ivan to touch him, and he certainly wasn't disappointed as the man began to run his hands along Bronsons ass and legs. His eyes fluttered shut as he felt Ivan's breath on him, getting closer, and finally his tongue against his hole. "Ohh...," Bronson moaned out, trying so hard to stay still and keep himself from pushing back against Ivan's face, wanting to lean into the man's tongue so badly, but he hadn't been given permission.

Ivan grinned. "I can feel how much you want to fuck yourself on my tongue, but you need to be a very good girl and stay still for me, so I can get a good taste of your sweet pussy." He slapped his ass once. "Do you understand?" Once he said that, he continued to let his tongue explore his sensitive skin, not yet entering with it, but licking his perineum up and down, even the exact spot where the cage had a tight hold of the other's balls, then he moved up, his nose even pressed against his skin, and slowly let his tongue slide into him.

Bronson nodded quickly. "Yes, Sir, I'll be a good girl, I promise." He took a deep breath, trying to recenter himself as Ivan dove back in, continuing to lick and explore his hole. Bronson was suddenly very grateful for being caged, sure that he'd be coming just from this if he wasn't. When Ivan pushed his tongue inside, that's when Bronson lost it. He became a complete moaning mess on the bed, whining and whispering out expletives as Ivan pushed inside of him, the wet muscle literally fucking him. It was so filthy, but so insanely exhilarating. "Please...more, Sir?"

The Dom in him wanted to said a word or two about the other being so demanding over what he was doing, but at the moment, the taste that was already pouring down his throat was so intoxicating, Ivan couldn't find a reason to complain, much less to pull his mouth away from such a delicious treat. With his tongue slightly narrowed inside of him he begun to move his head back and forth, fully tongue fucking him, his tongue reaching deep inside of him. He slid his arms under his legs to try and keep him as still as possible, but seeing that wasn't so practical, instead he begun to push the other on his face, giving exactly what he wanted.

Bronson sighed, happy to just be here as Ivan finally gave in, pressing inside of him and licking into his hole. "Oh, thank you, Sir!" His cock was straining against the metal cage, begging to get hard as a bead of precum leaked through, falling onto the sheets below him. He was sure that he would be a dripping mess by the end of this scene.

With his arms tightly wrapped around Bronson's thighs, Ivan stood back up, not letting the other fall as he was left to be practically hanging upside down. From that position he shoved his tongue much deeper inside of him, tonguing him that much more thoroughly, even twirling the tip of his tongue inside of him and tickling the small bundle of nerves inside of him. He pulled his tongue out for a breather, his thumb sinking through the now wet muscle, spreading him even wider.

Bronson squealed as he was lifted into the air. This position was new, but it allowed for Ivan to really get deep inside of him as he tongued at his hole. When he pulled out, using his thumb to stretch him now, Bronson sighed. "Please stretch my pussy, Sir? I want to be nice and ready for your cock."

Ivan licked his lips and moaned, Bronson's bitter, raw taste now coating them. He grinned at the other's request, although he made a good point in asking for that. "Just how much you want to be stretched out, sweet girl?" he almost purred, then pushed his two longer fingers inside of him, slowly, until they were buried down to his knuckles. He twisted his wrist and spread his fingers inside of him. "How's that feel?"

Bronson steadied his breathing as Ivan slowly pressed his fingers inside. "So stretched, Sir...as stretched as you want to make me." Having the man's digits inside of him from this angle allowed for a deepness he didn't even believe was possible, but Ivan twisted and spread him open so perfectly. "So good, Sir, god it feels so good!"

Ivan kept on working Bronson open slowly, patiently, twisting and pumping his fingers inside of him just right, even shifting the angle a bit so he could stroke his prostate a little. "Hmm.. I 'd much rather to stretch you with my cock, baby girl." He dove his head again, and fingered him hard, at the same time he licked his entrance.

Bronson did his best to stay still, trying to keep from pushing back onto Ivan's fingers. Not only did he want to demonstrate that he had learned how to take orders well for whoever watched and graded this, but he wanted to show Ivan that he could be good too. At the mention of being stretched on his cock, Bronson perked up. "Oh yes! Please Sir! Please give me your cock?"

Now, who was he is to deny such a hot request? Not to mention that was exactly what his body was craving right now, and knowing that he could go for as long as he wanted while the other wasn't able to cum was thrilling him even more. He let him fall on the bed, which made the fall not that much painful, then manhandled him to be on his knees and hands, right on the edge of the bed. "Time to show me just how much you want my cock, pretty girl" he said, while he slapped Bronson's hole with his cock, teasing him, then let only the tip to slid through the now slick entrance. He grunted when he felt it clamped around him, but he didn't move any further. "Show me, pretty slut. Show me how your fuck yourself on my cock."

Bronson fell to the bed. Being tossed around like this only adding to the humiliation, his cock straining against the cage as he relished in it. He finally settled on his hands and knees, and let out a loud groan as Ivan slid inside of him. He felt so insanely full, and though he wanted to just embrace that feeling, he also wanted to make the man inside of him feel good. "Yes, Sir, gonna fuck my pussy with your dick," he groaned out as he began to thrust forwards,  the man's length leaving him just enough to make him feel empty before he pushed back harshly, the slap of skin echoing through the room.

Ivan grunted and tossed his head back, drops of sweat rolling down his neck by now, then he looked down and so the lustful sight of Bronson's tight ass bouncing on his cock, and for the moment he allowed the other to do just that, to fuck himself on him the way he wanted. He ran his fingers through his own hair and licked his lips, completely enraptured with the vision of how perfectly well the other's hole swallowed him all, so divine and hungry sight making him throb even harder inside him. "Such a hungry little slut. Look at you, taking my cock so good... Your pussy was made for this. I bet you love it to have your pussy being stretched with thick dicks like this one." He reached out and grabbed onto Bronson's hair and pulled on it hard. "Say it how much you love it, little slut."

Bronson continued to fuck himself on Ivan's cock, picking up speed as the man's spoke to him. Everything he said made his cock twitch painfully against the cage, reminding him of just who was in control. "I love it so much, Sir! I love having my pussy stretched by your thick, juicy cock! You feel so fucking good inside me!" He spoke through gritted teeth as his head was pulled back, Ivan pulling roughly on his hair. "Make me your bitch, Sir! Humiliate me."

Ivan gave a harsh tug on the other's hair, so his head was practically all the way thrown back. "You already my bitch, little slut" he said, then he pulled out of him and picked him up with ease before throwing him back on the bed, this time much more to the middle part of it. With Bronson still on his stomach, Ivan climbed on the bed and pulled him in his arms, both of them now in a sort of sideways position, with Bronson's back pressed against the Dom's chest. Holding the submissive's leg up, he pushed himself into him again, one hand holding his leg, the other closing its grip around his neck, as he rammed into him hard, their bodies smacking together hard, and each thrust he gave into him was a direct hit to his prostate.

His breathing had gone completely ragged as he tried to nod in response. Bronson was speechless as he was thrown onto the bed, left empty and wanting, but not for long as he was pushed onto his side and roughly entered once more. "Fuck!" He screamed out as Ivan closed a hand around him and pressed against his prostate which each thrust, his soft aching cock fully leaking onto the bed. The boy had tears in his eyes as he whined, wishing so desperately that he could reach his release.

Ivan grunted as he kept on slamming into Bronson, his own cock already dripping with precum while he felt his own orgasm building up. But he had enough control to pull through a bit longer, at least enough for him to turn the submissive into a limp mass of limbs, when he already felt like it against his body. He leaned in and licked his ear teasingly. "You want cum so bad it hurts, don't you, sweet girl? Tell you sir why should he allow you to cum."

Bronson felt his body begin to melt into Ivan's, letting him fully take control as he gave in. "So badly, Sir. It hurts so bad...I need it. I've been so good! I've been such a good girl for you," he spoke in between his own sobs, his face now completely covered in tears. "I've been so good, please Sir!"

Ivan tightened his grip around Bronson's neck. "That you have. Such a good girl for your sir...." he whispered in his ear, his hips now rolling and making the other's gaping hole that much more painfully wider. At some point he stopped moving, but still balls deep buried inside the other, and he reached down and unlocked the button the held the three pieces of the cock cage together, and although it was still on him, the pressure was now gone. He rolled on his back, pulling Bronson along. "Come on... Ride me until you cum, little slut."

Between Ivan's grip around his neck and the pure force that he was using to fuck into him, Bronson was seeing stars. This had to be what heaven felt like. As soon as his cock was released, it sprung to life, instantly turning bright red and standing up against his balls. It was still tight against him, but allowed for more room, allowing freedom for him to be able to cum, and god he knew it would be soon, especially in this new position. "Yes, Sir!" Bronson practically yelled out as he began to fuck himself down onto Ivan's cock, using every trick he knew to get himself and Ivan off.

Ivan could feel the way Bronson's body caught its second wind once he freed his cock, and it was now working on both their benefit. He grabbed hard on his hips as he begun to bounce in his cock in ab almost animal way, his body arching underneath him, with his own climax approaching fast. "You first  baby girl. Come on... Let go."

Bronson looked down at Ivan, his hands now placed on the man's chest for leverage as he bounced up and down. A warmth pooled in his stomach as he felt himself getting closer and closer. "So close, Sir...so fucking close!" He had barely finished speaking when he finally spilled all over himself and Ivan, cum leaking down his cock and shooting across Ivan's stomach as his hole clenched tightly around Ivan's cock.

Ivan grunted when he felt Bronson's muscle squeezing him when his orgasm started to rise, then even more when the other finally came. With the other still riding the wave of his high he reached out and jerked the other off, his hips still pushing up hard, until he also came with a loud grunt, spilling his load inside the other, his body arching underneath him as his own climax. "Fuck- me... ahh..." He chuckled breathlessly, then pulled Bronson down for a passionate kiss.

Feeling Ivan release inside of him made Bronson let out a loud moan as he ground his hips down, trying to get Ivan the most pleasure. As his insides were painted by the man below him, he was pulled down, and he returned the kiss eagerly, licking at Ivan's lips as he breathlessly moaned into his mouth.

Ivan moaned against his lips, his own sucking and taking claim of his mouth at will, taking in the final drops of his own taste still lingering in it. "Wow..." he said with a breathless chuckle, his fingers running through Bronson's dark hair. "You are something else, pretty girl."

Bronson couldn't help the smile that grew on his face at the compliment. "Thank you, Sir." He melted into the fingers that ran through his hair, relaxing into Ivan's touch. "Thank you for letting me cum, and for letting me please you."

Ivan stroked Bronson's cheek with the pad of his thumb and smiled brightly. " You're very welcome. I have a weak spot for pretty girls who ask things nicely. You do that, and you'd get anything you want from me." He winked at him and kissed him again.

"I'll remember that for next time, Sir," he replied. Bronson returned the kiss before snuggling in even closer. "I think we're going to pass our final for sure."

Ivan grinned. "I know for a fact that we will. But in case they need reasurance, I wouldn't mind doing that a second time." He winked at him, both of them chuckling as they laid together  to catch their breath

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