“Don Giorgio.”
“Yes, Don Giorgio,” Basil said the title with a touch of venom. There was my little friend who thought Italians were the adversary.
Keeping my hands firmly on Basil’s jaw and forehead in case he changed his mind and chose violence, I eased forward until my head rested on the tip of his tongue. I was dying to plunge into his hot, wet hole. Instead of biting or gagging to show his anger, Basil licked at my foreskin until my slit was bare to him.
“Enjoy the taste now, because I’m going to be fucking your throat in a second.” Our eyes met and Basil relaxed his jaw, letting me slide in without resistance. “What an obedient boy. And you say you’ve never done this before? Allowing me to pop your blow job cherry is so kind.”
My words were meant to compliment and taunt. His eyes popped open, but before he could even try to reply, I plunged deep. Basil’s throat blocked my way, not ready to take me. I eased back enough to give a few slow thrusts over his tongue.
“I know I have a thick head, so you’re going to have to relax for me, baby.”
The term of endearment came out of nowhere. Instead of overthinking it, I pushed in deep again, getting the tip past the previous resistance. Basil’s eyes watered and I felt his throat contract around me as I held myself there. His body bowed and strained on the bed until I eased back and let him breathe.
“There you go, you can take me,” I threaded my hand to grip Basil’s hair, using his mouth like a hot, wet cocksleeve. “You have such a pretty mouth, stretched and red around my dick. Like you were made to suck me.”
Basil squirmed and I looked back to see his dick standing straight up, the tip a darker pink. He wanted to come and couldn’t. Basil would have to wait.
Thrusting faster and harder, I was close from the sound of Basil gagging and choking on me. Taking his throat in one hand, I eased back to deliver one more promise. “Make me come and lick me clean, and I’ll return the favor.”
Basil’s eyes flew wide, and he started sucking me like a vacuum. He was sloppy in the best way, all tongue and eagerness. Drool covered Basil’s chin where my balls slapped faster, and I savored the mix of pleasure and pain. When they drew up tight and heat pooled in my groin, I went deep one last time. I spurted once in his throat, holding his jaw open to release the rest on Basil’s tongue.
“Drink it up, boy,” he lapped at me, along the sides and under the foreskin as my hard-on flagged and I grew too sensitive. Leaning back and releasing my hold on Basil’s head, he kept his tongue out. I had the urge to rub my lingering cum all over his face, so I did. “You like being filled with my spunk, covered in my scent, don’t you?”
Basil’s now familiar look of anger battling with horniness made an appearance. I chuckled to myself and moved back until I was kneeling between Basil’s spread legs. His cock twitched at my perusal, and I was looking forward to fulfilling my promise. Biting my way up his body, starting at his toes, then his hair-dusted calves, I really sunk my teeth in on his thighs.
“Ah! Ow,” Basil whined and moaned as I alternated between biting hard and sucking hickies into his pale skin before laving the spots with my tongue. I was enjoying watching his expressions and hearing the begging, “Oh God, just suck my dick already!”
“Do you give the orders here?” I nipped the fleshy spot where his leg and groin met, making him jump. I wanted to draw blood for the cut he gave me, but it could wait. “Or do you not want my mouth on you?”
“No, I mean yes. Yes and no? Yes, Don Giorgio. You give the orders and I want your mouth on me.” Basil mumbled the next bit under his breath, “Angliyskiyis stupid.”
“Sono d'accordo,” I replied, getting the gist and agreeing in Italian. “Where do you want my mouth, baby?”
The sweet word caught him off guard, and he focused back on me. I was hovering over his dick, elbows balanced on either side of his hips, and I knew he could feel my hot breath. Basil swallowed hard and bit his lower lip, his dick bobbing to hit my chin. I raised an eyebrow and waited.
Basil released his lip and lifted his head to meet my eyes. “I want your mouth on my dick, Don Giorgio. Please?”
If I didn’t already want to get the boy off so I could lock his dick up, hispleasemight have won me over. I pressed down on his hips to hold him still and took my first taste of Basil’s cock. Licking a stripe up the base, I finished with a swirl of the head. He was rock hard, the contrast of velvety-smooth skin over a solid cock more fascinating than my own.
As I expected, Basil tried to buck up and go deeper. He wasn’t as thick as me, but he was long. I wanted to take him deep, but I also planned to take my time. His precum was bitter and salty, but not unpleasant, and his foreskin was stretched completely. Basil was on a hair trigger, and I was the keg of gunpowder.
He tried to protest how slowly I was going, and Basil definitely wanted me dead when I squeezed his balls and the head of his dick to stall his orgasm. “Fucking fuck, man, just let me come. Please, Don Giorgio?”
“Tell me how much you enjoyed kissing me? How you want my dick in you again, and again.”
“You’re a fucking sadist, you know that?” Basil growled and squirmed, but I didn’t stop or give in. “Fine, coming with you was hot, and I didn’t hate your dick. Happy now?”
“Not yet, but I’m satisfied for now.”
Sucking Basil deep, I relaxed my throat and swallowed around him until my lips met his pubes. The unfamiliar feeling made me gag, but that seemed to turn Basil on. I gripped the base harder, but it was too late. His dick twitched on my tongue and released his cum in thick spurts. I swallowed it down and kept licking gently, wanting to be thorough for the metal I’d be placing there.
Basil was out cold. Breathing low and deep with his mouth slack, I took my time getting off the bed to retrieve what I needed. First, I made a trip to the bathroom and ran the hot water tap while I took a piss. The cage would be less likely to wake Basil if it was warm.
He stirred some when I squeezed his cock through the base ring with his balls, but settled and didn’t wake as I locked it in place. Basil’s dick was mine.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
BASIL
