Jeremy
“If you want to be able to come tonight, I expect you to follow orders.” I tightened my hand just enough to drag another moan out of him. “Unless you don’t want to come.”
His body shook and his cock jerked. So incredible. “Is that what you’re trying to tell me? Do you just want to be used and teased, and then left hard and aching?”
I let my hand loosen slightly, and I started teasing his dick with my fingers. “Because if you beg nicely, I might do that for you.”
Kevin’s back arched faintly causing my hand to tug on his hard length. It wasn’t enough to hurt him, but the pain must have been delicious, because he gasped out something, and I could feel his balls draw up. He was so close he was barely hanging on.
And we’d just started.
Relaxing my hand, I eased off enough that I wasn’t in danger of making him come too soon. “I’m still waiting to see those pretty eyes. If you want to feel me inside you, then you have to follow orders.”
It was an obvious struggle, but eventually, Kevin managed to open his eyes. His head tilted and turned enough to see me. His gaze was slightly unfocused, and he was biting his lip, desperately trying to do what he was told.
“That’s better. Very good.” I let my fingers tease up and down his cock one more time, watching the way his eyes tried to flutter closed.
“Do you need me to get the gag?” I reached out with my other hand and traced around his lips. “If we do that, you won’t be able to use your pretty mouth on me.”
I ran my thumb over his mouth and then slipped one finger between his lips. He latched on and sucked like it was my dick. It was all I could do to hold myself back. “It looks like you want to be able to use that sexy mouth on me.”
He gave me the barest hint of a nod, but the sucking got even more desperate. “Okay then, no gag for you, but you have to be quiet.”
We both knew it was an impossible goal. That was the point.
His reactions were always so beautiful and open. Even when he was conflicted and hesitant, he didn’t hide it from me. Pulling my hand away from his mouth was pure torture, but I wanted to explore him and send him flying, so it was necessary.
Letting go of his cock, however, was not necessary.
I kept a tight grip on his hard length but trailed my other hand down his back and over his ass, then started teasing my way back up his body. I kept up the light, almost too innocent caress, all while holding his dick and keeping him on edge.
He couldn’t seem to decide what he needed more, and what was driving him the most insane. He arched and squirmed between my hands, and the incredible noises he made were beautiful. Little gasps and pleading sounds that said more than any word or sentence could.
So. Damned. Beautiful.
And so needy…so aching…so ready…
Caressing him and watching him writhe could entertain me for hours; he knew that. But that wasn’t what I wanted. In that moment, all I could think of was being inside him. Letting him feel how much I loved him and how much I wanted him.
I’d been serious when I’d hinted he could make love to me if that was what he’d wanted, but his expression made it clear that wasn’t what he was picturing. Something about topping made him uncomfortable or maybe it was simply nervous. But I didn’t want to take the option away from him if he wanted to. I wanted to give him everything he dreamed of and fantasized about.
When I finally let my fingers skim down the line of his back and circle his tight hole, his entire body shook, and a shiver raced up his spine. Caressing the sensitive skin, I started moving my hand up and down his cock, loosening my grip to keep him from coming.
“Is this what you want? Is this what my sexy baby needs?”
His lips were pressed together, and it seemed to take everything he had to relax the muscles enough to respond. Kevin gave me a curt nod and forced out the response in a husky voice. “Please. Jeremy.”
“So beautiful.” I knew he could hear how I felt in every word. I didn’t try to hide it from him or downplay the desire and the love.
“Please—” Kevin’s lips clamped shut.
I was going too easy on him if he was able to follow the rules that well. If he won, that wouldn’t be any fun at all. Taking my hand off his ass, I reached over and grabbed the lube off the nightstand. The sound of the cap opening had a shiver racing up his spine and a muffled moan came through his clenched lips when he heard the squelch of the tube as it squirted out.
That was better.
I wanted to hear those little tell-tale noises that said how close he was. When I tossed the lube aside and my fingers went back to teasing his hole, he started to breathe faster. Sliding one deep into him in one smooth thrust, he gasped out a needy, ragged sound.
Almost there.
He shook as I stretched and fucked him slowly, grasping on to the covers so tight I thought he might rip them off the bed. Adding two only made him more desperate and beautiful, because he couldn’t seem to decide what he wanted worse, my hand on his cock or my finger buried deep in him. His head dropped low, and he fought the urge to move, trying so hard to be good.
Just when he started to win the battle of staying quiet and behaving for me, I started moving faster. Stretching and readying him, I could feel his body clenching down on me and trying to pull me in deeper. He wanted more, and I was going to give it to him. Just not like he’d pictured.
I added a third, stretching him just enough so that he could take me. He was still going to feel every inch of me, though. When I pulled my fingers out, he gasped and his head turned to look at me. “Ple—”
Something about the look on my face must have said I was ready, or maybe it was the hard-on that was jutting out in front of me. He bit down on his lip and his eyes widened, on anyone else I might have thought they were nervous or worried, but I could see the desire flowing through him, and I knew the only thing he was thinking of was me.
His body was stretched enough, but I wasn’t done with him yet.
Climbing onto the bed, I eased around him, trailing my fingers over his body and reluctantly releasing his cock. Stretching out, I laid back on the pillows and traced one finger down my chest and over my abs to my cock. “I don’t think this is ready yet. Why don’t you come over here and use that pretty mouth of yours to make sure I’m nice and wet?”
He blushed faintly, but his hungry mouth was on me in a flash. I wasn’t sure if he was desperate to feel me inside him or if staying still was just too hard, but he attacked my cock like he needed it to breathe. Swallowing me down, he sucked and licked, trailing his tongue up my dick before taking me deep again.
I loved the way he touched me, and if I’d had more willpower, I would have stayed like that all night. I didn’t have the willpower. I was just too close. “That’s good. Now climb up here.”
It took him a moment to realize what I was saying; his entire focus was on my cock and redirecting that drive and need was almost painful for him. Releasing my dick, he started crawling up my body, kissing and touching every part of me he could.
When he was finally straddling me, he was shaking and I could almost hear the excitement running through him like an electrical current. “You’re going to ride my cock, but you have to listen to me and do what you’re told.”
His frantic nodding and heavy breathing told me how aroused he was even if I could have missed his bobbing erection or his blown pupils. “You like that, don’t you? You like it when I tell you what to do.”
We both knew the answer to that, so his desperate nod was no surprise. “Then you’re going to love my game, Baby.”
He jerked and a low moan escaped through his securely pressed lips. “Ride me, Baby. I want to feel that tight body wrapped around me.”
Kevin was shaking and uncoordinated as he positioned himself over my dick. Reaching down to hold it steady was the only help I gave him. I loved watching him. He was so beautiful and so desperate that it took several tries before his body relaxed enough to pull me in.
Every muscle was flexed and taut as he sat up and eased my cock into his stretched opening. He was loose enough that it wasn’t painful, but I knew he’d feel it. His eyes drifted closed, and I knew it took every bit of concentration to fight the urge to fuck himself hard.
“Slowly, Baby. You know that’s what I want to see.” I reached up and started trailing my fingers up his legs, inching my way toward his cock. “I don’t want to rush a sexy sight like this.”
He might have been frustrated by the slow pace and frantic with need, but every part of me wanted to turn us over and fuck him into the mattress. I wanted to take him so hard he’d feel me deep inside him for days. But that wasn’t the plan.
When my cock was finally nestled deep inside him and his ass was pressed tight to my legs, I reached up and took hold of his dick. “Up and down now, show me how you like to fuck yourself on my cock.”
The dirty talk made him moan and his eyes squeezed tighter as he started to move. Riding my dick slowly, he gradually started to go faster when I didn’t tell him to stop. The tight grip on his cock made it hard to keep up the pace though because the faster he went, the more my fingers pulled at his cock.
“So fuckin’ incredible. So beautiful. Stop right there so I can see you, Baby.” It took him several long seconds before the words cut through the lust-filled fog in his brain, but finally they made sense, because he stopped halfway down my dick and started to whimper.
They were the most perfect sounds I’d ever heard.
His opening was stretched around me, and his body was so rigid it was almost painfully tight around my dick. Thinking was becoming harder and harder, but I pushed away the need so I could focus on him. Keeping a firm hold on his rigid length, I used my other hand to play with his balls that were beautifully on display for me.
Kevin’s lips fell open and his head dropped back as he started to ramble out little pleas. They weren’t words, but I didn’t need them to understand what he was trying to say. I just wasn’t ready to give in to him yet. I hadn’t pushed him far enough.
Rolling his balls between my fingers, watching him fight the urge to just slam down and fuck himself, I could feel his body shaking around me. “So incredible. All right, Baby, ride me again. Let me see that pretty hole stretch.”
Kevin sank down on me so fast he had to feel my dick all the way up to his throat. If it weren’t for the blissed-out expression on his face and the way his cock jumped in my hand, I would have thought he was in pain.
Gliding up and down my hard length, he fucked himself, using my body to push his desire even higher. When I could feel his muscles quivering and I knew he was seconds away from coming, I spoke again. “Stop. Let me see you just like that.”
He was balanced on his knees, just at the point where my dick was almost sliding out of his tight heat. Little whimpers escaped him, and he fought to open his eyes and look at me. It seemed to take every bit of strength in him. “But…need…and…you…and please…”
Giving his cock another firm tug, I watched him shake. “I know you want to come and feel me deep inside you, but you were naughty earlier, weren’t you?”
Clenched muscles bunched even tighter and his eyes widened. Even naked, perched on my cock and nearly begging to be fucked, he looked sweet and almost innocent. Just the way he watched me made me feel ten feet tall.
Like I was everything to him.
Most of the time, that look meant something tender and loving but in this moment, it was carnal and filled with desire. I was everything to him, but it was a wicked and needy kind of love. He finally nodded, and moaned out an agreement as I teased his dick. “Yessss.”
“I’ll let you keep going this time, but I’m still not sure if you’ve been good enough to come.” He started to groan as he sank down on me. “Slowly, and I want you to work my cock. I want you to milk every drop of cum from me when I explode.”
He got through two agonizingly slow movements up and down my hard length before my patience gave out. Kevin was shaking and little words were tumbling out, but they didn’t mean anything that I could decipher. He looked like he was completely lost in a world of desire where nothing else was real enough to touch him.
Nothing but me.
My cock was just barely inside him as he started to sink down on me again, the slow movement almost hypnotic. He was expecting the gentle slide of my dick into his body, but I thrust my hips up and slammed my cock deep inside him and tightened my hand around his shaft.
His orgasm exploded through him and cum shot out of his cock in long ropes. His body jerked, and he lost the slow sexy rhythm he’d been riding me to. When my hips rocked down, ready to fuck him again, his body sank down with me, writhing and chasing after the pleasure that was flooding through him.
Kevin cried out in pleasure, and I knew half the apartment building would be able to hear him, but he was too far gone to even care. I don’t know if it was the incredible feel of his body orgasming around mine or just how beautiful he was when he came, but his orgasm pulled me right along with him.
As he started to sag down onto me, I pulled him close and rolled us over. He wrapped his arms around me while I gave a few final hard thrusts, loving how his body worked to surround me with pleasure. When we were both sated and exhausted, I cuddled him close as my cock started to soften.
“Somebody wasn’t very quiet.”
He yawned and smiled. “I think you’re going to have to punish me again then.”
“I’m going to have to.” Trailing my fingers up and down his back, I felt him shiver as my cock slid out of his body. “You have to learn your lesson.”
He wiggled when I hit a ticklish spot. “Oh yes.” He snuggled even closer into me and tucked his head next to my neck. “My real punishment is having to get out of bed to go finish my reading for tomorrow.”
I laughed, which just made him grunt. “That is a terrible punishment. How about after you’re done, I’ll get the desserts out and we can actually cuddle in bed?”
“Perfect.”
I lifted my head up and looked down at his sleepy, relaxed expression. Mumbling, he wrapped one arm around me. “Five minutes, then I’ll move.”
About ready to agree with him, I opened my mouth but was cut off by the phone ringing. Kevin wiggled but didn’t even pretend to get up. “Answer that?”
It wasn’t a real sentence, but I could guess what he meant. “I don’t need to. If it’s work, they’ll leave a message.”
He nodded halfheartedly and yawned again. As I started to close my eyes, telling myself we had time to relax for a few minutes, the phone rang a second time. My clients didn’t have emergencies or problems that had to be solved right then. It wasn’t like I was a doctor or something, so I just ignored it, figuring it was a wrong number.
When the phone rang for the third time without the beep that let me know someone had left a voice mail, I grumbled and started getting out of bed. Unwrapping myself from Kevin’s monkey-like hold, I started easing off the bed.
“Just ignore it.” Kevin reached out again to grab me but missed because he hadn’t opened his eyes. He just curled into the pillows and flailed out one hand. “Here. Sleep.”
“It’s going to drive me crazy.” Digging through my clothes, I finally found my phone. I looked at the screen, but the area where the number should be just said “blocked,” which told me nothing. If it was a telemarketer or someone trying to sell me a cruise, I was going to go nuts on their ass.
Swiping my finger across the screen, I tried to sound professional just in case one of my clients had actually found a way to have an emergency. “Hello?”
There was a long pause and for a moment, I thought it was another one of the ridiculous calls I’d been getting so often. “I’m sorry. This is just getting—”
“Jeremy?”
Shit.
Evidently, I was too quiet too long because Kevin sat up confused and the voice on the other end of the phone spoke again. “Jeremy?”
It was my father.