“When they got somethin’ I want, maybe.”
“And what is that?” Alistair pushed.
“I want…” Noah was having trouble thinking clearly. The way Alistair was toying with him was driving him crazy, and his immediate desire was obvious.
He wanted to come. He wanted to get off. But…
Shit. He had to focus.
“I think,” Alistair said with a smile in his voice, “that you want to be a good boy for me. You can bluster and peacock all you want, but what you truly desire is someone to take care of you. You need direction. You need… guidance. Someone to be there for you, to lean on, to teach you.”
“No… that’s not…” Noah’s heart ached, and he was sinking fast, lulled deeper and deeper into a trance by Alistair’s every word.
He was alone. He’d been so alone for so very long, chasing down companionship in any man who would look his way. Every attempt at fostering something real turned to sand and ran right through his fingers, fleeting as the grains of a crumbling dune in a windstorm.
But Alistair…
Could this be real?
Alistair squeezed Noah’s cock, and he pulled the hem of Noah’s bathing suit down below his balls to fully expose him.
Heat flooded Noah’s face, and he grabbed Alistair’s thighs to brace himself. Someone could see him. Someone could just walk by and see his hard dick bobbing right out in the open. He was thrilled and equally ashamed, but the latter only fueled the former. An angry voice in his head was screaming at him to grab Alistair’s hand, but… Noah didn’t want him to stop.
He wanted to be good.
Alistair cupped Noah’s balls, lightly squeezing and pulling down on them. “Mmm, see? You do want this, dear Noah. You want to be a good boy for me?”
“Yes,” Noah whispered. “I wanna be good. I wanna come, okay? Please.”
“You forget your transgressions so easily.” Alistair tightened his grip. “You were very, very rude while I was on the phone.”
“Mmm, come on… I just…” Noah groaned as Alistair twisted his balls with enough pressure to make him twitch. It didn’t hurt, not exactly, but it was sending unfamiliar bolts of pleasure right into his dick.
“You just what? Thought you could distract me with your delicious body?” Alistair chuckled. “You were presumptuous and rude, but yes, you did distract me.”
“Yeah?” Noah cracked a smile, looking up at Alistair. They were close enough to kiss, but Noah didn’t know if he should try.
“Mmm. You certainly did.” Alistair grabbed Noah’s cock with his hand, petting him lightly. “I am not blind, you know. You’re beautiful. You know you are, and you’ve been trying to weaponize those charms against me. And while I do appreciate pretty things, I value obedience more.”
“What do you want me to do, huh?” Noah’s hips twitched, and he was unsure of how to gain more friction. Alistair’s teasing touches were driving him crazy. All he wanted to do was go fast, hard, and fuckin’ come.
“Be patient.” Alistair traced a finger around the head of Noah’s cock. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a boy like you. I want to enjoy this.”
“Come on,” Noah urged. “I could be good for you. So fuckin’ good.”
“Language,” Alistair tutted. “Mm, I do wonder…” He bumped his nose against Noah’s. “Medina did love your mouth, didn’t he?”
Noah’s guts turned, some of the magic of the spell that had fallen over him stolen away. “Yeah, I guess.”
“No, tell me.” Alistair stroked Noah’s cock with more pressure. “Did he love your mouth?”
“Yes. Fine. He did.” Noah looked away.
“And did you?”
“What?” Noah’s breath caught as Alistair’s hand sped up.
“Did you like sucking his cock?”
