Maddox
Closing the door behind us, I turned the lock and pulled Bryan into my arms. He’d been wired through the whole movie, heckling the aliens and terrible decisions of the humans. A couple of times he’d even started critiquing their mental status based on one of his classes. Evidently, they were all clinically nuts.
“Are you going to drive everyone crazy at the theater on Friday?” Bryan smirked at my question, giving me a casual shrug.
“I was offering constructive criticism to the writers who clearly don’t understand how the human mind works. They obviously need all the help they can get.” He’d enjoyed the movie a little too much for someone who hated it.
“They’ll throw us out of the theater if you start heckling the movie.” I knew he was pulling my leg, but his grin was infectious.
“Of course I’ll behave.” He blinked wide eyes at me, trying to appear innocent.
“If we get tossed out of there then you’ll regret it, B.” The sweet act slipped and I could tell he was curious. Nervous, but curious.
“I’ll be good, Daddy.” He was more believable, but he was also getting turned on. He was pressed tight enough against me that I could feel him start to harden.
“I know you will because if you’re naughty, I’ll have to help you learn to control yourself.” He started biting his lip and I could see thoughts racing through his mind.
“Control?” His voice squeaked and he licked his lips.
“Yes. And you’d be trying to learn to behave for a very long time.” He couldn’t seem to decide how serious I was. He kept going back and forth between nervous arousal and just nervousness. Good. It would keep him on his toes long enough to behave.
“I’ll be good.” He shifted, rubbing his cock against mine. “Promise.”
“All right then, but I want you to remember that when we go see the movie, Baby.” I let my voice drop and I could feel him shake as a shiver went through him. Time to turn the conversation. “I was very proud of you earlier.”
He blinked at me, his eyes vacant. “Um, proud? Earlier?”
“When we went to get ice cream, ring a bell?” His brain was starting to clear; his cheeks got pink, and he looked down at my chest.
“What do you mean? I’m guessing it wasn’t because I didn’t finish all my ice cream.” His voice was quiet, and I wasn’t sure if he was embarrassed or unsure.
“I’ll buy you a-whole-nother banana split if that’s what you want. You deserve it for not letting those guys get to you. I don’t know why they even came over, but you didn’t get flustered or embarrassed. You just ended things quietly and even threw away your dessert. I was very proud of you.” I still wasn’t sure why they came up to us. We’d ignored several calls from them early in the school year and I thought they would have gotten the hint.
We weren’t ashamed of what we liked and Bryan was getting a lot more comfortable talking about it, but we both had plans that didn’t include everyone knowing our business. Depending on what kind of practice he set up, we might have to open up a bit more, but that was years away.
Even if they had no ulterior motive, which I didn’t believe, they were too open with their preferences. If they wouldn’t even accept our not so subtle hints to back off, they’d never understand our choice to keep our preferences private.
And they just made me nervous.
“You’re proud of me?” He looked at me like he didn’t believe it.
“Of course, you did a wonderful job. Like I said, you stood up to them and didn’t even blink. I think that deserves a reward.” I could feel another shiver run through him and he let out a moan almost too low to hear.
“A reward?” It was breathless and shaky but he managed a sentence even though he was so turned on it felt like he was going to explode any second.
I let my hands trail up his body until they snagged his T-shirt. Dragging it over his head while he mindlessly lifted his arms, I gave him a kiss as I tossed the shirt onto the floor. “A reward.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Yes, Sir.” His knees wobbled and my hands going down to wrap around his waist were the only things that kept him upright. I loved it when he got like that. Needy and desperate where his body didn’t quite work and all he wanted was me.
“Let’s get you naked, B. Then I’ll tell you what’s going to happen.” I slid my fingers down until they hooked on the waist of his jeans. His sharp inhale and little moan were all I needed to hear to let me know how much he was looking forward to his reward.
I stripped him down and helped my sweet naked boy over to the bed. Body still shaky, he crawled up in a disjointed mess of arms and legs, but he was so beautiful it only made him look more incredible. Those honest reactions of his were going to be the death of me.
He lay down and waited to see what was going to come next. When I started taking my clothes off, he was obviously surprised. Most of the time I started everything fully clothed. He loved the way it made him feel to be naked when I wasn’t. I had something different in mind for his reward though.
I didn’t rush through taking off my clothes, but it wasn’t quite a striptease. Bryan’s eyes tracked every movement. His cock jerked every time I tossed another piece of clothing to the floor. My dick bobbed up and down as I walked around to the suitcase over by the closet and I could feel his eyes following me.
I grabbed what I needed and went back over to the bed, tossing some of the goodies to the bottom for now. Holding out the gag, I let him see how turned on I was. I could almost feel the heat in the room go up a few notches. “Do you think you’re going to need this or do you think you can be quiet?”
He tried for words but gave up and shook his head, opening his mouth. “Good boy.”
That earned me a little squeak, and he blushed. He sagged back as I wrapped the strap around his head, the ball in his mouth. Leaning into my hands, he rubbed his head against me and blinked up, questions clear in his eyes.
I held up the lube I’d gotten out of the bag. “Before I tell you what’s going to happen next, you have to choose. Do you want to stretch yourself for me while I watch or do you want me to do it? Because this is your reward, I’m going to let you pick.” I wasn’t sure which one I would pick. I loved teasing him and pushing him to the edge, but seeing how sexy and shy he got playing with himself for me was just as arousing.
No matter which one he chose, I would love the outcome—and so would he.
Sometimes B just didn’t want to admit it.
He must have been feeling confident with everything that had happened because after a short pause, he reached out for the lube. He was going to be beautiful. The pink flush to his cheeks showed his rising nerves, but the flash of pleasure and fire in his eyes said he knew how much I would enjoy his little show.
Bryan scooted back on the bed until he was half lying back against the headboard. Taking a slow breath in, he sprawled back, opening his legs. He was on display, stunning and perfect. The long line of his body, as his hands started slowly working their way down to his groin, made me want to trace the same trail with my lips and tongue.
Climbing up onto the end of the bed, I knelt by his feet and watched as his fingers got closer and closer. No matter how slow he went, eventually he reached his hole. I’m not sure if the speed was because of his nerves or because he knew how much I’d like it but by the time he had lube on his fingers, I was ready to jump him and take over completely.
Maybe I needed to be the one working on control.
Bryan seemed to love it. Even behind the gag I could see how pleased he was. Laughter fought with passion and I knew he was getting a kick out of making me crazy. That was okay. I was going to get him back later. I’d be the one making him crazy and I would have fun reminding him why he was getting punished.
Circling his hole with one finger, it took an eternity before he slid it in. Just to the first knuckle. If he thought he would get to go slow just to make me insane, he had another thing coming. “Just remember, B, whatever you do this time, I’m going to do even slower next time. Only then, I’ll have you tied up and I’ll have your other toys to play with.”
His finger thrust deep, making him groan and grind down on it. He’d feel it but it wouldn’t even give him enough burn to satisfy anything. It would just make the need worse. Low whimpering noises escaped from around the gag and his body moved and thrust, trying to get the lone finger even deeper.
He’d gotten so used being teased and plugged, one finger wouldn’t do it.
Moving it back and forth, he used his hips to fuck himself on his finger. Soon he was adding a second because he’d realized that he wasn’t going to be satisfied with just the one. Two wasn’t much better. The stretch seemed to satisfy him for a moment, but soon he was back to the desperate thrusts and begging sounds that filtered out from the gag.
Even the delicious feeling of stretching out his fingers didn’t help. He whimpered and begged around the gag, making me harder than I thought possible. Finally unable to stop myself, I reached down and took hold of my cock.
Long, slow strokes helped to hold the need at bay but I knew it wouldn’t work for long. It didn’t need to. It just needed to help me last longer than Bryan. Once his control broke, then mine wouldn’t matter.
His playing took on a frantic note as he watched me jerk off to his show. He writhed and squirmed on his fingers. No longer enjoying teasing me, he was ready for more and didn’t want to wait. So I had to make him keep going just to push him even closer to the edge of insanity.
God, he was…perfect.
And mine.
“So sexy, B. I love watching you stretch your pretty hole for me. I love seeing how crazy it makes you. That’s why you picked this one, isn’t it? You know how much I love watching you.” My voice was rough and needy and it only got worse as he nodded trying to fight his embarrassment. “So shy but not for me anymore. You beg and tell me how good it feels…how much you need me…how much you want my cock inside of you. That’s what you’d be doing if you didn’t have the gag, wouldn’t you?”
I waited a heartbeat while he nodded, pleading for more with his eyes. Once he let his inhibitions go, he was usually expressive, but with the gag in, it seemed to free something in him. Not having to worry about what he was saying with his words made his eyes and face telegraph every feeling and need.
“I love hearing you beg, but you’d be too loud tonight. When we get home, I’ll let you do this for me again. We’ll leave the gag out that time and you’ll have to remember to be quiet.” He frowned around the gag and shook his head but the way his cock jerked let me know he wasn’t worried, just nervous.
I squeezed my cock in a slow movement and it pulled his mind away from what might happen in the future. Moaning because it felt incredible and I knew Bryan would love it, I watched as he thrust his fingers even harder into his body, desperately trying for more.
Riding his fingers and making exquisitely needy sounds, he was as close as I was going to push him. “Fingers out, B.” Slowly walking toward him on my knees, I stretched out over him, pulling his hands over his head so he’d feel trapped.
“Are you ready for me? Do you want my cock?” He couldn’t answer with words, but the pleading sounds that escaped were perfectly clear, even if I’d missed the need in his eyes. Rubbing my cock along his slick opening, I let him think I was going to take him for just a moment before I pulled back.
I rolled us over so he was lying on top of me. Then I kissed the tip of his nose since his mouth was occupied. “Ready for the rest of your reward?”
Eyes still wide, he nodded. He was confused, but I could feel how hard he was and I knew the need had to be clouding his thoughts. “Sit up for me and I’ll show you what we’re going to do.”
He fumbled around, trying to find the coordination to sit up. Once he was straddling me, his bottom pressed against my groin, I gave him his next instructions. “All right. I want you to reach down and get the toy by my feet.”
His eyebrows drew together in confusion but he turned around, stretching for the cock ring. He tilted his head questioningly as he turned back around, but I had to grin. It wasn’t for him. “Put it on me.”
I had to say it two more times before his hands brought the toy down to my cock. He couldn’t seem to do it. His hands shook, and he kept looking up at me like I’d lost my mind. Grinning, I took the toy from his hands and helped him scoot down so I could reach my cock.
Wrapping the toy around the base of my cock, it didn’t make me feel as incredible as it seemed to make Bryan, but I loved the way his eyes lit up and how turned on the idea made him. When I was ready, I gave him a wicked look and gestured to the lube. “Finish getting me ready. Then you get to ride me.”
Still shaking, he managed to get the lube out and my cock coated pretty quickly, considering. His nerves seemed to have faded because he was confident as he moved to position himself over my cock. As he sank down, his tight heat enveloped me, and I fought the urge to thrust my hips up and push even deeper into him.
It was his turn though, and I wasn’t going to take it from him.
Moaning low and long, Bryan slowly slid down until he’d taken all of me. He was still for just a minute as he adjusted to having me inside him. I knew I was going to be frustrated with the ring soon but in that moment, I was grateful for the restraint.
Having to be patient and still was harder than holding back when I was the one in control. Bryan seemed to love the fight to be good for me though. I just found it frustrating. Fantasies of bending him over the bed or pressing him tight against the wall while I took him and made him cry out in pleasure filled my head.
When he finally started to move, fucking himself on my cock, it got better and worse. It was perfect and incredible and it made me insane. He was exquisite. His head fell back, leaving the long line of his neck exposed. The way his hips moved as he rode me was like an erotic dance where he was the only one who could hear the music.
His movements soon took on a frantic feel, and he looked down at me.
“Anytime you want, B. It’s your reward.” He had my permission to come whenever he wanted, and the choice seemed to send pleasure coursing through him.
The frenzied drive of his hips as he chased his desire was breathtaking. When he found the perfect position to hit his sweet spot every time, his breathing grew labored, his chest heaved and his head fell back again. Arousal thrust through him like a spike and between one heartbeat and the next he exploded.
Cum shot out. Tightening my grip on his chest to keep him from falling, he shook and his body gripped me like a vise as his orgasm pulsed through him. When he finally sagged down, barely able to move, I thought he’d curl up against me and fall asleep, but he surprised me.
Reaching down between us, he freed my cock and started moving again. “Baby, you don’t—”
He surprised me again when he brought my hands up to his gag. Carefully undoing the clasp, it took longer than it should have to concentrate on the toy. Shaking hands and trying to focus on holding back the need made it hard. Finally, I took it out of his mouth. “Baby, you don’t—”
“I want to.” He leaned down and gave me a sweet kiss. “It’s my reward. Remember?”
Vowing to shower him with pleasure and kisses as soon as I could think, I nodded. It was all he needed. Even though he had to be sensitive and tired, he went back to moving on my cock, this time using his muscles to focus on me.
It only took seconds before it was all too much. The tight pull of his body as he rode my cock had my balls pulling up and with one short thrust of my hips, I exploded. He kept it going as long as he could. Clenching around me, it was like he was dragging the desire out of me in one continuous orgasm.
It was supposed to have been about him, but I couldn’t help but think that he’d given me more than he’d taken for himself. As the orgasm faded, I pulled him down into my arms. Showering him with kisses and praise that probably didn’t make sense, I told myself I’d get up and clean him off as soon as I could feel my legs.