I’ll be home at seven p.m. sharp.
Hudson
Best. Idea. Ever.
Iglance at the time: six fifty. Perfect. I’m already showered and naked on my bed with some toys and lube laid out next to me. I considered just jerking off because I’m impatient and I want to address my aching cock, but I want to really live out the fantasy I had countless times of Adrian catching me with a toy up my ass.
I can’t believe he suggested this. I’m already desperate even thinking about him walking in. I don’t know if he’s going to pretend like he’s just surprised I’m having fun without him or if he’ll really play into the fantasy and act like he has no idea that I’m not straight, but either option sounds hot as fuck.
I decide that a butt plug is probably my best option. I can prep myself for him without getting myself so worked up that the fun ends before he can even begin. I’ve become far more accustomed to this process over the last few months, relaxing is easy, and I use my finger and some lube before moving to the smallest toy.
I take my time, although as I glance at the clock again, I guess it doesn’t actually take long, working up to the biggest one. The whole time, I can’t help but sneak glances at my door that’s open a couple of inches. I left the hallway light on, liking the idea of having less warning that he was here. I’m on top of the covers, spread out, entirely naked on my bed, and even though I know I’m waiting for him, I close my eyes and try to sink into the fantasy.
I’m alone, playing with the toys I got with the hopes of one day hooking up with Adrian. I shift as I finally move a hand to my leaking cock, slowly spreading the precum around as I focus on the sensation on the plug filling me up, stretching me out. I let out a deep moan and wonder what Adrian would think if he were home, if he could hear me.
I want more, so I shift a hand to the base of the plug and slowly pull it back just a little before fucking it into me, shifting it around to try to really enjoy it. Another moan escapes my throat, not that I’m bothering to be quiet.
“What are you doing?” Adrian’s voice cuts through my focus on how great that feels.
My eyes fly open to meet his where he’s standing in the doorway. He sounded so confused that for a moment, I panic. Did I misunderstand his text? But then he smirks and winks at me, and I relax.
“I heard you moaning, and I thought that maybe you were hurt,” he explains, tone just a little too dramatic to sound genuine. “Your door was open. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude, but…” His voice trails off, and I wait, completely frozen as I stare at him for a moment.
But this whole fantasy-come-to-life thing is far too sexy for me to stay still for long. I give another slow stroke up my cock, and Adrian’s gaze locks in on the motion, no longer looking surprised as his eyes fill with heat as though that one movement gave him permission to be here, to be a part of things. His focus shifts lower and one of his dimples pops as he smirks.
“Hudson Roy. Is that a plug in your ass?”
I nod, heat pooling low in my gut at the stern way he full-named me. I stay quiet, though, wanting to follow his lead.
“I had no idea that was something you enjoyed, but between the noises you were making and the way your huge cock is leaking right now, I’m going to guess you really like it. Is that correct?”
“Yes,” I answer, sounding breathless already.
“Do you want me to leave?” he says slowly, taking a few steps closer as I shake my head. “Good. Because seeing you like this, splayed out on my guest room bed, with a plug up your ass while you play with your thick cock, has to be one of the most eroticthings I’ve ever seen. I don’t want to go. Do you want me to just watch? Or do you want me to show you what the real thing feels like?”
I nod eagerly at his suggestion. As hot as him watching me would be, my fantasy was always that he’d offer to join in. “I want you.”
“Fuck, Hudson. You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to hear you say that.” He pauses, moving to the edge of the bed. “But I don’t know if we should jump right to fucking,” he teases. “You were pretty reckless tonight, leaving the door open like that. What if I had brought friends home with me? Anyone could have found you like this.”
“Fuck, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. But I would only want you to find me like this. I only want you to show me what it would feel like to have a real cock in my ass.”
His smug smile grows, and I might be begging now, but I’m loving every second of this. I know I’ll only enjoy it more if he makes me work for it, if he bosses me around a bit first.
“Hmmm. I don’t know,” he says dismissively, gaze locked back on the plug inside me. “But your ass does look so tempting. I would just hate to reward such bad behavior.”
“So don’t—don’t reward me. Use me. Teach me a lesson,” I suggest hopefully. “Fuck me so hard that I won’t ever forget to close my door again.”
He chuckles. “Wow, Hudson. I had no idea you were so desperate for my cock.”
“You have no idea.”
He finally moves to undress before joining me on the bed, kneeling between my legs as he slowly gives me a once-over. “Do you promise to behave from now on?”
“Yes. I promise.”
“If you ever need to be fucked, I want you to come to me directly. Got it? Don’t risk anyone else finding youlike I did tonight,” he says sternly. It’s so fucking hot. He can boss me around and put any claim on me that he’d like. I’m already his. I have been for a long time.
“Only you,” I agree easily.
