Conquering Love by RyuDragnier

Conquering Love

RyuDragnier, Boar, Character Development, Lion, M/M, Master/Pet, Plot Development, Romance, Story Progression, Story Series

#3 of Conquering

Conquering Love

"You remember what the doctor said?" Diane asked, as her and Jeremiah were driving away from the hospital.

"I'm not supposed to walk for more than 1 hour every half a day," Jeremiah said.

"AND?"

"And I can't swim longer than 2 hours every half of a day," Jeremiah responded. He already heard it 12 times before from her the past week, almost as if she was trying to drill it into his head.

"AND?" she asked again, to make sure that he remembered everything.

"I'm not supposed to go through the day unsupervised, or else I'm going to be in the hospital again," Jeremiah said while rolling his eyes. He had just been released from the hospital after a month of physical therapy, and they wouldn't let him go until after one final check-up. It was already 7PM, and Jeremiah was too tired to be in the mood to deal with these questions.

"Good. The supervision part is why Pete is going to move into your room with you," Diane said.

"Wait, WHAT!?" Jeremiah said out loud while blushing.

"Pete is going to move into your room with you to make sure you follow the doctor's orders."

Jeremiah hadn't come to terms with his feelings for Pete yet, so just thinking about him and Pete in the same bed made him blush even harder. "Does it have to be Pete that supervises me?" Jeremiah asked.

"It's either him or I send you back to the hospital. And I know you don't want that," Diane said with a smirk.

Jeremiah sighed. He knew he wasn't going to win this argument. "Fine, he can stay in my room," Jeremiah responded.

Pete was in Jeremiah's room laying on the bed. He felt tired from moving his stuff into the room. "It feels so hot in here," Pete said to himself. He had already turned on the fan, but it still wasn't enough, so he turned on the air conditioner for the room too, and had closed the door. Despite this, he still felt hot. "I hope this helps," Pete thought to himself as he took off all his clothes except for his red jockstrap. After doing so, he felt a lot cooler with the cold air hitting his fur directly. He then heard a knock on the door.

Dr Perrile asked, "Pete, they're going to be home in a bit, so how about coming downstairs and helping me greet them?"

"No, I'm feeling tired, so I'm just going to go to sleep for the night," Pete responded.

"Okay, get some rest then," Dr Perrile said, as Pete heard her move from the door and down the stairs.

"I hope Jeremiah doesn't mind me living here from now on," Pete thought as he started to fall asleep.

After pulling in the driveway, Jeremiah stepped out of the car and looked at his house. It had felt like years had passed since he last saw it. He then started to walk towards the front door.

The front door then opened from the inside, and Dr Perrile asked, "Where are you going without your wheelchair?"

"I'm tired as hell, so I'm going to just go straight to bed," Jeremiah responded.

"Alright, I'll help your mother bring the wheelchair in, then," Dr Perrile said.

Jeremiah walked into the house, and started to slowly walk up the stairs. He was told to take one stair at a time while in the hospital, since going up them tired his legs out faster. Jeremiah finally got to the top of the stairs, and started to slowly walk to the room to his door, since his legs were starting to get very tired.

When he reached the door, he opened it and felt cold air immediately. The light was off, and Jeremiah felt too tired to fix the temperature or turn on the light. He entered his room, and shut the door. It was pitch black in the room, and the moon was behind the clouds, so he couldn't see if the room had changed or not. Jeremiah took off all his clothes except for his black jockstrap, which he did every night, even in winter. He then went to the bed and started to lay down when he felt somebody's arm touch his back.

Jeremiah immediately got up surprised, and the moon came out from behind the clouds, revealing Pete laying in the middle of the bed in only a red jockstrap. The lion started to blush a hot shade of red at the site of his best friend almost naked in his bed. Jeremiah didn't want to wake up Pete, so he laid down in one of the few spots that Pete wasn't covering.

As he was about to fall asleep, Jeremiah suddenly felt Pete's arms grab him, and moved him so he was laying with his chest touching Pete's chest, and his head right next to Pete's head, with the arms wrapped around Jeremiah's back, and wouldn't let go of their' grip. Jeremiah could also feel his bulge touching Pete's bulge.

Jeremiah then heard Pete mumble in his sleep, "...love you...stay...arms...forever..." in an almost commanding voice.

Jeremiah blushed, and set his head down next to Pete's head, and started to fall asleep.

"Wake up," a voice said.

"Five more minutes, mom," Jeremiah muttered, as he moved a bit in the bed.

"I'm not your mother, and I think you've slept enough," the voice said again.

Jeremiah then suddenly heard a bugle call like out of those old war movies and fell out of bed. He looked up to see Dr Perrile holding his father's old alarm clock. He growled, gave her a dirty look and said, "I really hate that thing, I hope you know that."

"It was the only thing that would wake you up," Dr Perrile said, as she put the alarm clock down on Jeremiah's dresser.

"What's so important that you had to wake me up for," Jeremiah asked, as he started to sit up.

"Your mom called and told me to tell you that your father Charles is going to be back from Iraq tomorrow," Dr Perrile explained as she started to sit in the chair at Jeremiah's desk.

Jeremiah got a cold chill just hearing that. It was no secret that he hated his father. Everybody was aware of it, considering everybody saw just how Charles looked at Jeremiah.

Charles was away at sea during the last couple of years as one of the United States Marine Corps Marine Recon swimmers, and had been training new recruits. When Jeremiah was a kid he always loved his father, and would spend a lot of time with him. That changed, however, when he was 7 years old.

Pete had been crying because his father had forbid him from hanging out with a girl he liked, and had said that he would never get his first kiss with his father around. Jeremiah then kissed Pete on the lips and had said that now he wouldn't have to worry about it. Somehow, Charles had found out about it, and had grabbed Jeremiah and had yelled at him that he should never do that again. It had scared Jeremiah, since he had never seen Charles so angry. After that, Charles always looked at Jeremiah with a blank stare, almost as if he saw Jeremiah as nothing.

"Well where's Pete?" Jeremiah asked.

"He's talking with Geo at Parasol Pharmacies Inc, before heading to work," Dr Perrile said.

"Looks like I'm not the only person who's going to have a bad week," Jeremiah thought to himself.

Â "I've already told you time and time again that I will NOT become a doctor damn it!" Pete yelled, while standing in an office on the top floor of the Parasol Pharmacies Inc building.

"It has already been set up so you'll go to college at Virginia Commonwealth University School of Medicine after high school," a boar said, sitting at his desk, which had a label that said Geo Brandil, CEO.

"Just because you're my fucking father doesn't give you the right to control every aspect of my life!"

"If you're not going to be serious with your life, it's my duty as a father to make it so you are, whether you want me to or not," Geo said with a cold demeanor.

"THIS IS WHY I CAN'T STAND YOU!" Pete screamed as he stormed out of the room and into an empty elevator that an employee came out of. He then pressed the button for the ground floor. After the doors closed, Pete began to cry and said out loud, "Why can't he just understand my feelings for once and not be so controlling?"

"I don't understand you sometimes," Dr Perrile said, as she watched Jeremiah swim in the pool.

"What's not to understand?" Jeremiah asked, as he stopped by the side of the pool.

"The fact that you go swimming in a pool when the beach is less than a mile away," Dr Perrile said as she pointed to the beach just behind Jeremiah's house.

"Because most of the time the beach is too crowded, plus I don't have to deal with sharks in a pool," Jeremiah explained.

"That's kinda ironic considering that you want to scuba dive for a living."

"Yeah well I'll cross that bridge when I get to it," Jeremiah said as he started swimming again.

Dr Perrile started laughing a bit.

"What's so funny?" Jeremiah asked as he stopped swimming for a moment.

"You're definitely like your father," Dr Perrile said.

"How so?" Jeremiah asked.

"Your father is not one to think of how things will go in the future. He tends to live in the now, sorta like how you do," Dr Perrile explained. "Plus your father became a Marine just so he could scuba dive, strangely enough."

"I never knew that," Jeremiah said.

"You'd find out a lot more about your father if you asked him yourself."

"I don't really think he likes me enough to tell me stuff about himself. He doesn't even look at me like he does anybody else," Jeremiah said with a depressed look on his face.

Dr Perrile said with a sad face, "Well, the reason why he looks at you that way is kind of complicated. You'd have to ask him about it when he gets back to really understand why. By the way, your time for using your legs is up now."

"Aww man..." Jeremiah said as he started to move to the stairs leading out of the pool.

"So you're going to buy this stuff with your saved up money?" a penguin asked Pete.

"Yeah, I've been saving up all this time just to get this stuff, boss," Pete said.

"I'll say, I haven't seen anybody work that hard in this job. I hope your boyfriend likes this stuff," the penguin said.

"He's not my boyfriend," Pete said while blushing.

"From the way you talk about him all the time, I'd say you want him to be. Anyways, have a good weekend and I'll see you Monday."

"Later boss," Pete said as he walked out of the store.

"That was a good pot roast," Jeremiah said as he picked through his teeth with a toothpick.

"I'll say. I didn't know you could cook this well, Dr Perrile," Jeremiah said.

"If I'm going to get a man, I need to know how to cook well," Dr Perrile said with a wink. "I better get started on these dirty dishes."

"No, we'll do it in the morning," Jeremiah said.

"Are you sure? I could stay now, if you wanted to," Dr Perrile said while standing up.

"No, we'll be fine doing them ourselves," Pete said while getting out of his chair.

"Alright, I'll be going home then. I'll see you boys tomorrow," Dr Perrile said. She then picked up her purse and walked out the door.

"You want to go upstairs?" Pete asked Jeremiah.

"Sure," Jeremiah responded.

Pete pushed Jeremiah and his wheelchair to the stairs. Jeremiah started to get up to climb the stairs when Pete picked him up and into his arms. Jeremiah immediately blushed and said, "I can do it by myself."

Pete looked at him, smiled and said, "I prefer helping you out like this." He then climbed the stairs with Jeremiah in his arms, and into Jeremiah's room, dropping him on the bed. Pete then laid on the bed next to Jeremiah. The lights immediately went out shortly afterwards.

"Guess we're having a blackout tonight," Pete said.

"Looks like it. So...how did your talk with your dad go?" Jeremiah asked.

"He put in an application for me to go to medical school without my permission. You know, just like how he controls everything else that has to do with me," Pete said, while looking annoyed. "I wish I had some control in what went on in my life."

"That sucks. And apparently my dad is coming home from sea tomorrow," Jeremiah said while sighing.

"That sucks too. It could be worse though, he could be an utter control freak like my dad," Pete said while laying his arm on his forehead.

"At least your dad controls you because he's actually thinking about you. I just wish my dad would stop looking at me like I'm nothing. I just wish he would try to understand me for once," Jeremiah said as he stared at the ceiling.

"This talk about our fathers is depressing. And it's starting to really get hot in here," Pete said, as he took off his shirt and pants, leaving only his jockstrap on.

Jeremiah saw this and started blushing hard, because he was lusting for Pete at that moment.

Pete looked at Jeremiah and said, "You're hot too right? You don't have to be embarrassed about being only in your jockstrap with me, we're both guys after all."

Jeremiah continued to blush, and took off everything except for his jockstrap too, which only fueled his lust for Pete.

"Don't you feel a little cooler now?" Pete asked with a smile.

Jeremiah nodded his head while still blushing, and he could also smell Pete's musk in the air, which caused Jeremiah to start to think lustfully.

"Is there anyway that we could listen to the radio?" Pete asked.

"Let me get it then," Jeremiah said as he pulled out his battery powered radio from his nightstand and turned it on, hoping that the music would get rid of his lust.

"Don't you worry baby, I'll be here by your side, May tomorrow be wonderful too, Close to you I hope to stay, endlessly from today, Even through cloudy days you are not alone," was heard from the radio before Jeremiah immediately changed the station while blushing.

I will always love you," played from the radio when Jeremiah changed the station again, blushing even harder.

"Swing me upon its hanging tire, Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat, We'll take the trail marked on your father's map, Oh, kiss me," was sung on the radio when Jeremiah immediately turned off the radio, blushing an incredible shade of red.

"What's wrong? Why did you turn the music off?" Pete asked.

Jeremiah couldn't stand it anymore. He immediately kissed Pete on the lips passionately, which caught him off guard. Jeremiah wanted Pete, and wasn't going to let his embarrassment about it stop him anymore.

Jeremiah then broke the kiss and said, "I've been wanting to tell you since I was in the hospital that I love you too. And I need you."

Pete immediately blushed when he heard Jeremiah say that.

"Please, fuck me. I'll do anything for it," Jeremiah said in his lust.

"Anything?" Pete asked with a Cheshire grin starting to emerge on his face.

"Yes, anything," Jeremiah responded.

"Then take off that jockstrap," Pete said still grinning.

Jeremiah blushed, got off the bed, stood up, and took it off, revealing his cock, which was starting to have an erection.

"I see you like being ordered around," Pete said. "Good, because you'll be ordered to do a lot more tonight. Now let me grab the things I bought for this occasion."

Pete started to grin again and pulled out a large paper bag out from under the bed. "I didn't think I'd get to use these so soon," Pete said while still grinning.

He dumped out the contents of the paper bag, which were a chest harness, a ball gag, a blindfold, a chastity cock cage, a butt plug, a collar with tag that had â€˜Pet's Name: Jeremiah Frigald' engraved on the front of the tag and â€˜Master's Name: Pete Brandil' on the back, a leash, and a pair of wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs.

Jeremiah immediately blushed hard. He didn't know that Pete cared enough to get all this stuff in anticipation of this night, or that he cared enough to engrave their' names on the collar's tag.

"Let's put you into this chest harness first," Pete said while blushing.

Jeremiah put on the harness while blushing, and it was a perfect fit, almost as if it was custom made for him.

"Do you like it?" Pete asked. "I custom ordered it using your measurements which I got from your mother."

Jeremiah was blushing even harder, since he felt that Pete loved him more than he could ever imagine.

"Now let's put on the collar, leash, and the wrist cuffs," Pete said, as he slipped on the collar and leash onto Jeremiah's neck. "Now put your arms behind your back."

Jeremiah did so and felt the wrist cuffs being put around his wrists and tightened so he couldn't move his wrists at all, which was turning him on more.

"Now that you're set up, time for the fun to begin, so on your knees," Pete said with a smile as he took off his own jockstrap, revealing his own fully erect member. "Now it's time for you to start sucking it."

Jeremiah leaned over and started sucking on Pete's cock, resulting in a moan from Pete. Jeremiah continued to suck on it, gagging every once in a while, but slowly getting the hang of sucking it.

"Y-you're g-getting good at this," Pete said in between the moaning.

After a couple of minutes, Pete could feel himself about to climax and said while blushing hard, "Here it comes!" followed by him screaming as he released it all into Jeremiah's mouth, who somehow managed to swallow it all.

Jeremiah continued sucking after that, which led to Pete saying, "That's enough now."

Jeremiah was still sucking even after that, so Pete pulled up on the leash, getting Jeremiah off of Pete's cock, plus getting his attention. Pete then grabbed Jeremiah's balls, gave them a squeeze, resulting in Jeremiah yelling, "OW!"

While he continued to keep a firm grip on Jeremiah's balls, Pete looked him in the eyes and said with an angry look, "When I say enough, that means enough, pet. You're going to be punished for this later. Disobeying me means punishment, remember that from now on."

Jeremiah started whimpering and said, "Sorry."

"Sorry what?" Pete asked while looking irritated.

"Sorry Master," Jeremiah responded while looking sad.

"Good boy, you're starting to learn what I expect from you. Now open your mouth."

Jeremiah opened his mouth only for Pete to stick the ball gag in his mouth, which Pete then moved the straps for it to the back of Jeremiah's head, making sure it was tight.

"You won't need to use your mouth for this next part," Pete said, as he picked up Jeremiah and adjusted him so Pete's lubricated cock (courtesy of Jeremiah's mouth) was pressing against the lion's ass, which was now in his lap, with the lion's cock facing towards the boar's face. "You might feel a little discomfort here," Pete said as he started to push his cock slowly into Jeremiah's ass, resulting in the lion wincing in pain and screaming, which was muffled by the ball gag.

Finally the muffled screams of pain turned into muffled moans of pleasure as Pete's cock finally touched Jeremiah's prostate.

"You're enjoying that, aren't you, you little slut?" Pete said as he started to hump Jeremiah's ass.

While Pete was starting to hump Jeremiah's ass faster and faster, the lion was screaming in his head, "Fuck me harder, master!" without realizing that he added master to the sentence.

As Jeremiah neared his 1st climax, Pete neared his 2nd climax. The humps finally stopped as Pete pushed in one final time, releasing his second load all into Jeremiah's ass as the lion released most of his load into the boar's mouth, which was open from him screaming during the final hump.

Pete tasted the semen, pulled the ball gag out of Jeremiah's mouth, and said, "Now that we both have a bit of each other's seed in our mouths, how about we have a little kiss?"

"Yes master," Jeremiah responded right before they shared a very passionate kiss, with each other's semen dancing in their mouths along with their tongues.

After the kiss ended, Pete asked, "Did you enjoy that, my pet?"

"Yes master, I enjoyed being fucked and ordered around by you," Jeremiah responded happily. He was actually feeling a bit shocked that he enjoyed being treated like a pet by Pete, now that his head was clear from all the lust obtained earlier.

"Good. However, you must still be punished for disobeying me earlier," Pete said while looking disappointed.

"I-I understand master. I've been bad and need to be punished," Jeremiah said, just a little bit frightened of what the punishment would be.

"That's why you're a good pet. Now back on your feet and open your mouth again," Pete said commandingly.

Jeremiah obeyingly did so, and his mouth was again filled by the ball-gag.

"Now stand still for this, pet," Pete said as he put on the chastity cock cage on Jeremiah, which made the lion whine.

"Now spread your legs, pet," the boar commanded.

The lion did as commanded, and the boar put the butt plug in the lion's ass.

"Now lay on the floor and put your legs together," Pete commanded.

Again, Jeremiah did as was told, and felt his ankles being bound together in the same way as his wrists. Then he saw as Pete started to put the blindfold over Jeremiah's eyes.

"You're going to be sleeping on the floor tonight as your punishment," Pete said, as he started to pet Jeremiah's head.

Jeremiah started to whimper. He would rather be stuck sleeping with Pete in the bed for the night.

"This will be your punishment from now on if you disobey me. However, if you're good tonight and I don't hear any whimpering, you'll be given a reward in the morning," Pete whispered in Jeremiah's ear, making the lion happy.

"So be a good boy tonight and you'll get your reward in the morning. Now goodnight, my pet," Pete said, followed by a kiss on Jeremiah's cheek. Pete then got into the bed and thought as he was falling asleep, "I always wanted to have control over somebody in my life. Jeremiah, I hope you know that this is the happiest night of my life, because all this time, it was you that I wanted to dominate and love. And I really hope you'll be good tonight, because I want to try something tomorrow."

As Jeremiah laid on the floor, he thought, "Pete, one day I need to tell you that I always wanted to be somebody's little submissive bitch, and I'm happy that it's you. Because to tell the truth, I've been in love with you since we were 7. And I'll try and be good, because I want you to see what I do for your love."

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