“Your pussy is craving more, wanting it harder, and faster. It’s wet for it, and your dick is wet for your pussy.”
“Fuck.” Scott tossed his head to one side, panting against his biceps.
“Don’t you hide your face,” Thomas murmured. He gripped Scott’s chin and turned him to face the other way toward the camera. “I want everyone to see your pretty face when you come.”
“I can’t…”
“Can’t?”
“Last much longer.”
Thomas wasn’t after multiple orgasms; he wanted one hard orgasm after edging Scott for so long, and Scott had got to the point his insides were cramping with the lack of it. He’d been brought to the brink too many times, and he needed to come before orgasm denial became orgasm deletion.
Scott had his eyes shut, but he felt Thomas leaning over him. He gasped at the kiss to his lips, eyes flying open, following Thomas down the bed. Thomas left the lolly to melt on Scott’s stomach and, after rubbing the skin above his cock, got the pump to release its grip. Scott whined at the loss of it. Orgasm deletion seemed the more obvious choice by Thomas.
“My beauty is so greedy…”
Thomas slipped off the bed to his knees. His hands were firm on Scott’s spread thighs as he attacked Scott’s abused hole with his forked tongue.
Scott cried out at the sensation. Thomas’s tongue was hot, and slick. It flicked, it licked, it lapped, and it stabbed. Thomas pushed it inside of Scott, pressing it against Scott’s inner walls.The subscribers were going to lose their shit over it. As soon as a subscriber had seen Thomas’s forked tongue, teasing Scott’s nipple, it became an obsession to some.
It had its own fan club, and its own requests, one being to see it flick and poke at Scott’s oversensitive arsehole. Scott agreed to the request; he was the number one of the fan club after all, and Thomas had told him it would come as a surprise.
Scott hadn’t been expecting it…or the cum dildo.
He made the mistake of looking down and locking eyes with snake ones.
Scott started coming without recognising the sensation, too overwhelmed with Thomas licking into him.
His cock contracted, splashing cum up his chest. The orgasm burned hot and fast, simmering out again while Thomas continued to eat him out. It was as if he was after all the cum he’d pushed up there, slurping and sucking in a way that should make Scott blush, but it felt too good. Even though the build-up had ended in relief, Thomas’s mouth was a different kind of pleasure that left him warm and sighing in bliss.
Scott thought about Thomas’s tongue against his own.
That thought turned into desire, which turned into desperation.
Scott blamed Thomas for making him think of his body parts as separate, and in that moment, as amazing as it felt to be licked and sucked between his legs, he was jealous of his arsehole.
“Thomas…”
Thomas hummed between his legs, clearly enjoying himself too much, missing the fact Scott had called himThomasand not Beast.
“I need you to kiss me.”
Thomas pulled his tongue out of Scott’s arse. He kissed Scott’s hole, pressing his lips against the twitching skin with a firm smack.
Scott bared down, wanting more, wanting his tongue back inside him.
“No,” he said, more to himself than Thomas. “I need you to kiss me, Thomas.” He ran his tongue over his dry lips. “On the mouth. I need you to kiss me properly.”
Scott had spent over a decade learning what men liked, what made them desperate, and their eyes dilate, their cocks start jerking with next to no stimulus, but it confused the hell out of him to find out he had his own turn-ons, ones he didn’t understand, and Thomas pushing his tongue into Scott’s mouth was one of them.
Thomas got up from the bed and switched off the camera.
“I’m sorry,” Scott blurted. “I didn’t mean to –”
“Don’t you dare. We got plenty, Scott.”
He undid the belts across Scott’s stomach and chest, then wiped away the fresh cum and the leftovers from the lolly with the sheet.
