It doesn’t look like it belongs. He must have brought it here for the specific purpose of us fucking. All this effort, just for me? I’d tease him about it if I wasn’t too afraid to walk on the thin ice he’s become. Lube and condoms lay neatly arranged next to a single pillow. Kinda hot. Reminds me of the setup back at my place.
I walk in, but when I reach for the globe, Corvus slaps my hand away, so I pull back with a groan. I don’t love being told what to do, but it is what it is in my position. I owe his family so much money I might as well try and give Corvus whatever he deems to be a million-dollar fuck.
“Get down there,” he says, stalling when he notices the socks still present on his feet. A sour grimace passes through his features, but he disposes of them at lightning speed and opens the top drawer of the desk as I sit down on the memory foam mattress that gently sinks under my weight.
I’m not surprised my so-called-lover keeps handcuffs at hand, but he heads my way with such conviction I find myself rolling to my back before Corvus kneels next to me.
My back hits the wall, and when he cuffs my wrists to the radiator, which is mercifully cold, I don’t have to look down to know my erection is flagging. This isn’t my thing, but hopefully I can get my mojo back if I focus on the hot guy in front of me.
“Want me to suck you?” I whisper, glancing between his legs. His cock is as gorgeous as the rest of him. Not as thick as mine, but that’s to be expected. My dick is pretty special, and I own that. When it comes to my lovers, I don’t give a damn about the size or shape of their equipment. I lick my lips when I spot a dot of pre-cum beading at the tip of Corvus’s dick. He smells so good too. I could bury my face in the crook of his neck and fall asleep on top of him. I bet I’d have the wettest dreams that way.
And he’d be there when I wake up to make them come true—
I’m gettingahead of myself.
My reality is that he wants me to be a puppet for him to play with and ride. Maybe he should have just gotten himself one of those life-sized sex dolls with a steel skeleton and silicone flesh? I bet they could make him a custom version capable of thrusting up.
What does he need me for, if I’m to lie there and think of Nevada?
Corvus straddles my lap, hand reaching for my flagging cock, and while this whole setup is the evil twin of my actual desires, his touch, while cold, is soft as if he’s wearing silk gloves. My head falls back, the muscles in my thighs tense as I seek his fingers.
“I don’t want you to bite me,” Corvus whispers, trailing his free hand down my chest, his face slack and red as a ripe apple.
“How could I ever bite a cock like that?”
But I’m resigned to my fate. I get it. He has no idea who I am or what I want. I’m just glad he’s also undressed, because while I am pretty comfortable with nakedness, I’m feeling very vulnerable.
Corvus releases a doubtful laugh and brings his hips closer, rocking on top of me until the tip of his curved shaft kisses my cock. Its slick tip leaves a trail up my length, and then his long fingers bring them together, gently squeezing both our dicks while his warm, minty breath tickles my cheek. What a sight to behold.
He’s quiet, almost eerily so, and I try to meet his gaze, hoping to find out what it is that he truly wants from me. Being used like this only reminds me of the times men chose me for my dick then discarded me right after like I’m not even a person. I guess I should be lucky he’s giving me a chance to live, so I force cockiness into my voice and wink.
“Like what you see?” I end up pulling on my cuffs because for a second I forgot they’re there, and I wanted to put my hands on him.
The screech of metal hitting metal makes him freeze, and his gaze meets mine, as if he expects me to deglove one of my hands for the sake of attacking him. “You’re good-looking,” Corvus responds as the moment of tension passes, his thumb rubbing pre-cum over the sensitive tip of my cock as his balls drag over my skin. Each thrust has his dick rubbing mine in his loose fist, and I give in, rising back to full attention, because he is still an attractive man, even though he has the eyes of a lizard.
Maybe I misjudged him when I asked him what kind of bottom he is. Maybe this is what he wants, and my approach was all wrong. Not great for me, but I can try to shift my expectations if it means he gives me the antidote to the poison.
I meet his eyes with a deep exhale. “I can be obedient too if that’s what you need.” I’m not very good at being obedient at all, but I don’t have a choice.
I’m certain he doesn’t mean the sour grimace passing through his face to show, but I’ve seen it nevertheless, and when he hides his nose in my bare shoulder, tasting me with his warm tongue, I get to smell the cloves and smoke in his hair. Okay, that’s gonna keep me going, even though everything about…thisfeels awkward.
Corvus might be built like a young, muscular stallion that’s both strong and agile, but if I had my way, he would have his handsome face buried in the blanket, and I’d be teasing us both by rubbing my shaft along his cra—
He lets go of our cocks, and I almost voice my protest when he shifts on top of me, moving into a crouch. Then, my cockhead rubs along the swell of his buttock, and he releases the sweetest whimper.
At least just the sight of him has me horny enough that I stay hard. “That’s what you’re into? Using me as your dildo?” I whisper, looking from his cock, to his face, and back down again. It’s not my thing, but I want him to get whatheneeds. It doesn’t resonate with what he suggested to me when he first came to my cell.
Fuck me like your life depends on it.
I can’t do much like this, and we both know it.
He swallows, blue eyes pinned to my face as his cheeks darken, and when he finally looks away, strands of hair fall onto his face like the physical demonstration of his frustration. “I’m… exploring,” he says eventually, grabbing my cock and rubbing it against smooth skin. For a moment, his eyes flutter shut, and he moves his hips in a circle, my cockhead dipping against his entrance.
I want to be inside him so badly my dick twitches in his hand. If things do end up unfortunate for me, at least I’ll go out with a bang. I groan in pleasure, licking his body with my gaze even though I’d much rather do it with my tongue.
One more try. I’m not afraid of a slap.
“Corvus. This isn’t what you want, is it? This isn’t what turned you on in my Grindr messages.”
