“You’re doing so well, my Cupcake.” I kissed his ass cheek. “And this hole needs a thorough fucking, don’t you think?”
“Yes, please fuck me, Charlie.”
I dipped the tip of my finger into his ass and swirled, spreading my saliva. It was not enough though.
Excitement flowing through me, I jumped off the bed to show Trent my new purchase.
I dug in the bag from the sex shop and presented a bottle with a nozzle to Trent. “Especially for you, my Cupcake.”
“Strawberry flavored lube?” Trent grinned, his cheek squished to the pillow.
“Yup.” Thankfully, he liked the silly idea. Good, cause I stocked up on the stuff like I was expecting a worldwide lube shortage.
“Can I taste it?”
“One sec.” I squirted some over Trent’s crack and let it ooze down. His pucker contracted when I touched it and dipped my lubed finger past the first ring of muscle. Then I pulled it out and hovered it in front of Trent. “Now you can lick it.”
He latched onto my finger, sucking, making such lascivious sounds that heat pooled between my legs. “Fucking hell, Cupcake. You’re so hot when you’re needy like that.”
His cheeks were already flushed when he licked his lips and looked at me with fuck-me eyes. “Thank you.”
Realization struck me and I uncuffed his wrists. “Turn on your back and spread your legs.”
He flipped over and sat up. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No, my sweet Cupcake. I just want to see your gorgeous face as I fuck you until you come all over yourself.” Smirking, I pushed on his chest.
“Oh.” He grinned and laid back, lifting his legs up and to the sides. He held his thighs parted, his hands digging into the flesh covered by a dusting of hair.
Fuck, he was precious, watching with rapt attention as I slathered my cock in the strawberry lube, then slid two lubricated fingers into him.
He gasped but didn’t clench, letting me prepare him. I took out two more items I’d prepared in advance, glad I’d predicted my horny boy’s eagerness and acted accordingly.
Lifting the lube applicator, I showed it to Trent. It looked like a slim syringe but ended in a round head that slid into Trent’s hole with ease. I released the contents into my boy-toy lover and paused.
Boy-toy lover.I know what the title of my next song should be.
I looked at the muscled body of the man who submitted with eagerness and grace, not even knowing how he was ticking all my boxes and beyond.
Tossing the syringe away, I replaced it with my silicone cock covered in a strawberry-flavored condom and lube. Hopefully, the familiar scent and silliness gave Trent a semblance of comfort during exploring bedroom activities which were new to him.
My cock slid past Trent’s first ring of muscle and I paused, checking for any sign of discomfort on his face, but I found only pleasure and a soundlesspleaseon his parted lips.
“Remember to use the traffic lights system or explain if something feels off.” I glided further in, holding my silicone dick in one hand and caressing his thigh with the other.
“How about you?”
“I’ll let you know too.”
“Good, but that’s not what I meant. When you’ll be fucking me, you won’t feel…” He hesitated. “You won’t come.”
Oh, my sweet darling.“Don’t worry, Cupcake.” I lifted the slim wand vibrator I’d prepared in advance. “This slides into the pouch in front,” I said, demonstrating it. “And when I turn it on, it will stimulate my t-dick as I thrust into you.
“That’s so hot.” Trent caressed his pre-cum smeared abs, inching close to his hard-on.
“Your cock is mine, so hands off.” I gripped it at the base to drive my point across. “But flick your nipples. They’re so hard now I want to lick them. I love how sensitive they are.”
With one hand still gripping his thigh, Trent pinched his nipple with fingers of the other. “Fuck me like I’m yours, Charlie.”
