“Love the idea of opening you up all the way to my wrist — gonnaturn you into my little fuck-puppet, Bunny.” He makes a low, guttural sound and rocks his pelvis like he’s hungry for more. “Tell me how much you want that,” I command.
“Oh God, Jack —please. Use me, wreck me, make me your toy,” he pants.
I grin to myself as I slide my fingers out, add more lube and fold my pinky over the others before driving them back into him. Bunny exhales a grunt between clenched teeth.
“You like that?” I shoot a quick glance up to make sure he’s still good. Holyshit— I swear to God, watching his pretty blue eyes grow dark with lust and his slender hips buck to meet my thrusts is so fucking sexy. Makes me want to devour him.
Instead, I settle for bending my head until I can sink my teeth into the soft, pliant flesh of his inner thigh. He lets out a sharp cry that lowers into a hungry moan. When I release him, the imprint of my teeth makes an angry red blotch on his skin.
“This is what you need, isn’t it? Just like that, huh?” My voice drops to a growl. “Show me how badly —fuck yourself open until you’re taking my whole hand.”
I rotate my hand, rubbing my knuckles against his rim. He responds with an urgent, keening whine as his thighs start to shake. With my other hand, I grab his upper leg, curling my fingers as if I could capture that energy making the muscles twitch underneath his hot skin.
As his back arches, I push into him experimentally. Bunny’s hips jerk up, his groans growing louder and wilder until he’s howling like an animal with each ragged breath. All at once, the widest part of my hand breaches his entrance. The sensation of his body swallowing the rest of it like he’s ravenous for me is mind-blowing.
“Oh, Jesusfuck—” I groan at the impossibly tight, hot sensation of him clenching around me.
Bunny’s eyes are open but glazed-over, his pupils blown. “Fuck, Jack!” he gasps. He jerks his chin up with another harsh cry. The tendons in his neck go taut, like high-tension lines vibrating with electricity, as he thrashes beneath me.
His wild movements fling the wet, muddy tips of his hair against his cheeks. I don’t think he even notices. He flicks his tongue out over his flushed, swollen lips as he pants for breath.
He’s so fucking wrecked. Seeing him like this, knowing that I’vereduced him to such writhing, wailing debasement —turned him into nothing more than a vessel for mindless, carnal hunger —might be the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever experienced.
“God —I can’t —ahhh—” I’m watching Bunny’s contorted face as I tilt my wrist to rotate my hand inside of him. “Oh shit, Jack —ohhhGod —fuck, I can’t —” I grin as he babbles nonsensically. From the way he’s squirming and his near-incoherence, I’m pretty sure my knuckles are raking over his prostate.
I look down at my hand. The sight of it being completely swallowed by his body is perversely mesmerizing. I twist my wrist to apply a little more pressure and try to increase the sensation when Bunny suddenly yelps.
I jerk my head up, terrified that I hurt him. My fear turns to shock when I realize he’s pissing on his belly.
“Thefuck?” I turn my wrist experimentally, rocking my hand inside of him. Sure enough, he pisses himself again, his stream corresponding with my movements.
Holyshit. I burst out laughing. “Goddamn, Bunny —”
“Fuck, oh fuck,” Bunny gasps. His breath hitches and his eyes fill. He looks like he’s about to cry. “I don’t know what happened! I’m sorry, Jack —”
“You shitting me? Don’t be sorry!” I interrupt him, trying to stem my laughter. “It’s fucking hot.” I rotate my hand inside of him. “And I’m gonna make you do it again.”
His eyes fly open. “Oh God, I don’t —”
“C’mon — think of how much fun that could be,” I say, my voice dropping to a growl. “I’d love to housebreak a pet.” I makemy tone softer as I pin my gaze on him. “And I’d be willing to bet that deep down, you want to be that pet.”
He lets out a sound that’s half sob and half moan as he nods, grimacing in humiliation. I smirk as I watch his cock bob up from the puddle of piss on his abs below his ruined T-shirt.
“You need me to fist you until you lose control and piss yourself?” I wiggle my fingers inside of him until he tips his head back and groans. “C’mon — wanna hear how much you like being my feral little stray. Tell me how you need to be housebroken,” I coax him.
Bunny blinks fast a few times. Tears slide down his cheeks, cutting through the mess there. But when he pulls in a shaking breath, there’s a whimper of need in it. Just like I knew it would, his dick jerks in response to the way I’m making him beg me to degrade him.
“Please, Jack —” his voice is a raw whisper. “Fist me until I piss myself.” He chokes on his words a little at the end, because I’m already moving my hand inside of him again.
Bunny’s eyes flutter shut as he tips his head back and groans. I watch his body language as I try to replicate the same movements I did before, trying to memorize exactly where and how I need to move my hand. His body tightens like a vise around me and his hips rocks up with need.
“Don’t shut your eyes,” I command. “I want you to watch yourself being a greedy little piss-soaked piggy, so desperate for an orgasm and so needy for degradation that you’re going toblow your load all over yourself after pissing yourself.”
“Ohfuck, Jack —it’s so, I’m souunngghh—” I get the angle to hit his prostate just right and he writhes, impaled on my hand.
“Such a sexy fucking mess,” I murmur. By now, my dick is out of my pants and in my hand. I tilt my wrist and rotate my knuckles inside of him. With a guttural, wordless cry, he pisses on himself again.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” I hiss, working my cock faster as I watch his piss spray out until his dick hardens to full staff. “Yeah, you’re gonna come hands-free for me now, aren’t you? Come all over yourself, because I’m gonna jerk off on you. C’mon,” I pant. “I want you covered with both of our loads.”
