26
Liam
Iwas pissed at myself.
I’d hurt him. I should have fucking known we’d need more lube than the bit in that packet. My cock had a lot of area to cover, and especially with how tight Ty’s ass was…
That gloriously tight hole.
It should have been clear to me that a bottle was the only way I was getting my dick inside him.
I’d pulled out, but damn if that hadn’t left me feeling like the emptiest motherfucker in the world. The taste my cock had of that hole had been so satisfying. I wanted back in, wanted to be balls-deep, giving him pleasure to the point where he could hardly bear it. I wanted to see his head roll back as I fed him my cock and made him come. He couldn’t have understood how badly I wanted it, but I’d have to settle for what we could manage in the moment.
I ran my hand down to his hole, massaged my fingers around it. “You okay?”
“Yeah, yeah. It was just a moment. I’m fine. I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for, Ty. It’s my fault.”
“Maybe it’s safer to say neither of us has anything to be sorry about.”
He didn’t understand. Bound to the bed, under my control, it was my duty to make sure he was cared for, and I should have been more cautious, taken better care of him. All I knew was it was my job to please him now as best I could to make up for any discomfort I’d caused him.
I crawled back and leaned down, taking his cock back into my mouth, working to give him the fucking blowjob of his life. His moans and the way his body shifted about offered me plenty of encouragement. When he came in my mouth, I took his shaft to the back of my throat and swallowed, taking it down into me, loving the sensation of his cum working its way into my belly.
“Mmmm…”
Inside me.That’s where his cum belonged.
“Ah…ah,” he finished calling out as he recovered from his climax.
I let his dick fall from my mouth, a bit of precum spilling out still, and I hurriedly lapped it up. Taking my cock into my grasp, I rose onto my knees. “Do you want me to come in your mouth again?”
“Yes, Liam, please,” he whispered.
I walked on my knees over to him, straddling his face.
“Feed it to me, please,” he begged.
“Ah, that’s good, Pretty Thing. You’re getting better at this.” I was pleased he’d intuited my desire to hear his plea before I’d even needed to ask.
I closed my eyes and rolled my head back as my load shot free, and I felt his warm mouth cover the head, his tongue wild with ambition as he worked to take in every last drop.
“Oh, my little cum-hungry thing.”
I opened my eyes and gazed down at Ty, mouth agape, the cum resting on his tongue. I set the head of my cock against his bottom lip, and he took it into his mouth once again.
I cursed at my cock’s sensitivity before calming myself back down, my body at ease again after the tension we’d worked up together.
Pulling my dick out of his mouth, I rolled over and fell onto my back beside him, reveling in everything Ty and I just shared.
Ty panted, shifting on his side. As I recovered, I turned to see this beautiful boy all bound up, this satisfied expression frozen on his face.
But there was only one thing on my mind.
I rolled over to him. “Are you okay?”
He swallowed, and I could tell he’d been waiting with some of my cum, just enjoying my taste.
