With Noah’s sweet little body trapped underneath me like this? His head tipped to the side, cheeks stained pink, eyes glazed over and that luscious little mouth of his open and panting as he begged me for what I’d already promised him? He was more than just a temptation to fuck until my balls seized up. He was fuckingbeautiful.
Always… but Jesus, especially like this.
“Please, Gage,” he mumbled, deep into that submissive, blissed-out head space he went to whenever I took over. “More. Need it. Need you. Don’t want it to end yet.”
“Never,” I promised, wanting to kiss him and fuck him and hold him and keep him, all at the same time, now and forever. And fuck, how fucking lucky was I that I was gonna get to do exactly that? All of that. All the time. Always. And not just because of the collar he was wearing, but because he was myboyfriendnow. “I know what you need, sweetheart,” I reminded him again… which was me, for the record.
Me in charge.
Me taking care of him.
Me knowing my boy so damn well that I knew exactly what he could take, how to make it good for him, and when to push him past just feeling “good” into full-on blowing his fucking mind, rocking his world, and resetting the laws of the universe until they lined back up the way they should’ve been from the get-go. Namely, with the two of us fused in the damn heart region, achievement unlocked by way of my cock and his ass finally becoming one.
“Please pleaseplease,” Noah started begging again, his ass clenching around my cockhead and almost making me lose it.
“Settle,” I told him sharply, because goddamn, if he didn’t stop that shit, if I fucking moved an inch myself, I was gonna fucking blow.
He felt that fucking good on my cock.
Feltmadefor me.
And those worries I’d had earlier about my cock being too much for him to handle? Fuckinggone. All that training I’d done to get his hole used to the stretch had paid off. Taking all nine inches had still been a lot for him—coming for me once had loosened him up a bit, but he was still tight as fuck even now, his ass gripping my cock in a chokehold as I panted against the back of his neck and worked on getting my shit together enough not to explode on impact—but look at him, still begging me for more, just as greedy for it as he always was, not fighting me for even a second when I told him he could take it after he’d started to come apart.
My boy didn’t just know I was right and like it when I was in charge, he also liked—nah, heneeded—to be overwhelmed enough that he could let go completely. No better way to do that than to pound him until my balls burst… to plow his ass until we both passed out from lack of fluids… to fill him up with all that cum I’d just promised him and then keep it there, keep my anaconda right where it belonged, buried in its den, so none of it leaked out until we’d both recovered enough for another round, and...
“Oh shit,” I muttered, tightening my arm around Noah’s chest as my hips started rocking as my imagination got a little too carried away, instinctively fucking my cock a little deeper into him before I even realized I was moving.
I couldn’t be blamed, though. I mean, come on now, Noah’s tight little ass was heaven, literally the best thing my cock had ever felt in its life. And that image I’d just got stuck in my head, of fucking him all soft and sloppy one day? Loosened up by a long, hard fuck beforehand and all lubed up on the inside with a load of my own jizz, a load that his ass had kept nice and warm for me until I was ready to go again?
Damnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
Okay, that was definitely gonna have to happen a time or three in our future.
“I’m gonna do such filthy things to you, pretty slave,” I promised, the grip and slide of his ass around me so fucking good I almost fucking levitated. “You’re always so good for me, baby, but Daddy wants his boy to be dirty as hell sometimes, too.”
“Oh God, Gage,yes,” Noah gasped, trying to spread his legs for me... trying to lift his ass up for more as I pushed my cock in deeper with a groan... trying to hump the bed, because his dick was no doubt hard and hungry again and desperate for some more friction, but nope. Not gonna let him do any of that shit. Not right now.Iwas in charge of this fuck. And more importantly, I was in charge of making it fucking epic for him... and hadn’t I already noted how good shit got for him whenever he felt restrained?
Settled: no fucking way was I going to let him move right now when I was in the perfect position to do it all for him. Kinda perfect how small he was when it came to that, actually. Even bracing myself to protect him from taking all my weight, I had him well and truly trapped underneath me. And the feel of his tight little body, his slim back molded to my front, his ass gripping my cock with those silky inside-muscles still rippling around it with a few aftershocks, Noah all hot and bothered and ready for whatever his master gave him... but also still loose and relaxed from the massive ass orgasm I’d just given him?
It was fuckingperfection.
Hewas fucking perfection.
“You feel so fucking good, babe,” I said, telling him so. I buried my face in his hair and breathed him in as I kept working my cock back inside… not made easier by me making him keep his legs closed since it tightened up the channel, but fuck if that wasn’t a mind-blowing treat in its own right. “You’re perfect, Noe. Fucking gorgeous. Everything I’m ever gonna want.”
He made a pretty little sound for me and I grabbed his hip, moved us just a little to adjust the angle, and—
“Gage!” he practically shouted, his voice hitting a note somewhere between a scream and a porny-as-fuck, dirty-ass moan, the perfect pitch to get our dorm neighbor to complain to the RA again.
I grinned. Oh, fuck yeah. I’d hit my mark like a goddamn homing missile.
I held him still and did it to him again... and of course immediately got another hot response from my boy, because have I mentioned how goddamn perfect he was? Also, damn. That prostate of his really was a magic button, just like the internet had promised. And watching his hole stretch wide and spread around my snake as I slid it in? Nothing hotter.
“You gotta let me all the way back inside, baby,” I growled, levering myself up so I could start giving it to him a little harder… going in deeper… picking up some speed because fuck, he felt so good that Ihadto. “Need you. Need you so bad, Noe. Need to get all the way back in this ass. Wanna feel you come on my cock again. You gonna scream for me again, slave? Because I’m gonna give it to you so good, sweetheart, and I want to hear how well I’m taking care of you. Want you to let me know. Want you to… to give me that, and then…fuck. And then I wanna give youeverything.”
I didn’t even know what the hell I was saying at this point, but I couldn’t fucking stop. Couldn’t stopanything. A gorgeous, pink, I’m-fucking-panting-for-it flush had spread across Noah’s sweat-slicked skin and a whole fuck-load of pretty little gasps and sexy-as-fuck moans were tumbling out of his mouth, faster and faster to keep pace as I fucked him, and every sound, sigh, twitch, and tremble of his told me loud and clear just how much he wanted exactly what I was giving him.
And that responsiveness of his?
