Gage’s hand tightened around my dick, locking it down, and I whined, my vision whiting out for a moment.
No… no coming, then, but oh myGod.
“Fuck,” he panted as his cock hit my taint again, making me frantic.
“Please.”
He canted his hips, letting up on my taint and wedging his cock into the crease between my sweat-slicked ass cheeks again instead.
“You were… were made for this, Noe. You fucking love it. You… fucking…wantit,” he gritted out, punctuating every word with a hard thrust through my crack that sent hot, pulsing waves rolling through my body, faster and faster, one right on top of the other until I… I couldn’t breathe between them. Didn’t want to. Until my spine liquified and my skin felt electric and my dick was throbbing so hard in that almost-painfully-tight-but-utterly-perfect grip he still had on it, that it… that it felt like I’dalreadystarted to come. “Spread your legs, slave.”
I couldn’t. Gage was a million times bigger than me, and Icouldn’tobey. I couldn’t even move, not unless he moved me… and it felt so good, so right, so erotically perfect and better than I could ever have dreamed to be completely under his control like this, that—
“Master,” I gasped, my hands flailing against the sheets. “Can’t. I can’t. I can’tmove. I’m going to come.”
“Oh,fuckno,” Gage growled, shifting some of his weight off me and nudging my legs apart himself and then thrusting against me again. “Not until I say so, slave.”
“Gage,” I sobbed when he thrust again, his cock stabbing right at my hole this time and catching on the rim, making the nerves there spark with something that electrified my entire body. “Oh God please Gage Master oh fuck G I need to come.”
“No,” he gritted out, rolling us both onto our sides, his hand still tight around my dick as he drove his cock between my thighs, hard and fast, hitting my taint with every single thrust now, until I was on the cusp of shattering. “Got… got something to give you first.”
“Please,” I begged, my eyes rolling back as the delicious, unbearable tension inside me built and built andbuilt, until I couldn’t take it… but did anyway. Had to, because his grip was too tight on my dick to let me come, and he didn’t stop, and I never wanted him to. And… and oh God. And Ineededit. I needed to come. Needed it never to end. Needed to belong to him, for real and forever and exactly like this.
“You look so fucking good… covered in my cum,” Gage panted in my ear, finally—God,finally—starting to jerk me off, too. “Wanna see that again.”
“Yes,” I gasped, still needing to come—desperately—but now needing that, too.Hiscum. On me. In me. All over.Always.
“Gonna give it to you,” Gage promised. “Gonna get it all over you. It’s what you…fuck. It’s what you should always wear. Cum and my collar. Tell me you want it, babe. Tell your master how bad you want that, sweetheart.Sayit, Noah. Tell me you need it. Beg me for it.”
Oh God. Oh fuck. A choked sob escaped my throat. Yes. Yes.Allthe yeses.
“Please,” I whined, utterly shameless. “Please, Gage.”
He groaned, his thrusts picking up speed and his cock rubbing my thighs raw, making meburnfor him. “Jesus, you’re fuckingperfectlike this, Noe. Not… not sure why I never… never saw it before, but…fuck, baby. You feel so fucking good. Yeah, just like that. Tighten up your thighs and squeeze my cock again.Fuckyeah. You’re perfect. Fucking… fuckingperfect.”
Oh God. It was.Hewas.Thiswas. And I would have shot already if the hand he had wrapped around my dick hadn’t tightened like a chromium cock ring... and when he bit out a rough curse and finally came, his hot cum soaking my balls just like he’d promised and that big body of his all but crushing me into the mattress, I felt like Ihadcome. I hadn’t, though, and when I whined again—low and quiet in the back of my throat, sounding like nothing more than a needy pet desperate for its master’s attention—Gage groaned, pushing his softening cock between my thighs one last time before pulling away and rolling me onto my back, his hand still locked around my erection.
“You need something, baby?” he asked, his eyes hooded and a sexy, sated look on his face as his gaze traveled over me like fire. He squeezed my dick. “You asking for some relief here, slave?”
Oh God. I needed relief more than life. I needed tocome. I’d been so close that I wanted to scream, but I also… I also didn’t want it to end. I was aching for it, burning for it,gaspingfor it, but also… also reveling in… innotgetting what I needed.
At least, not until—no, notunless—my master decided to give it to me.
My breath hitched. Gage really was my master, wasn’t he? He was in charge. Hewantedto be, and it made that spark of hope inside me glow bright as something inside me finally relaxed.
(Spoiler: that “something” wasn’t my dick.)
“Asked you a question, Noe,” Gage said, one side of his mouth quirking up and sending a delicious cascade of flutters tumbling through my heart.
Gage had flat-out told me he wanted me. No more girls, onlyme. And he wasn’t getting scared off by the gayness of it all, or even by my epic levels of neediness. He’d said this wouldn’t ruin us, that it couldn’t, because… because thiswasus.
“Answer me, slave,” he said firmly, rotating his hand around my shaft without loosening his grip.
Tight.
Agonizing.
Perfect.
