Sterling took the compliment without a word. Baiting Adrian by speaking would be to invite trouble. Now that Sterling knew that there was discord in Adrian’s soul, he wanted to coax it out. If being silent and accepting punishment was the way to do it, sobeit.
“I just want to…” Adrian drew a labored breath made heavy by arousal. Sterling saw it in his eyes as plainly as he saw it in hisposture.
“You can touch it.” Words were worth the risk. Sterling wanted to know Adrian’s hand, his mouth, and his ass. Over the next twenty-five days, he wanted to memorize the feeling of each. “Iwantyou to touch it. Do what you want to it. It’s hard becauseofyou.”
A divided look crossed Adrian’s face, but his hand ventured forth without hesitation. Just as Sterling had once wrapped his palm around Adrian’s shaft, Adrian now wrapped Sterling in his grip. One short, experimental pump paved the way for more, and it wasn’t long before Adrian was working him withconfidence.
Slick precum leaked from Sterling’s cock. Adrian’s hand worked it down his shaft, the added lubrication welcome, but still not enough for Sterling’staste.
“Lube,” Sterling croaked, surprised to find his voice was that far gone. He tried to gesture to the bedside table, but his arms were bound uselessly abovehishead.
Adrian got the message regardless. He kept one hand on Sterling’s dick while the other reached for the drawer. Soon enough, the small, clear bottle was in Adrian’s hand. The plastic top snapped open. Lube dribbled from the cap directly onto the head of Sterling’s cock, pooling in his slit until it was so heavily loaded that it wept down his shaft to meet the top of Adrian’s hand. Adrian pumped, letting the lube between his fingers, until Sterling’s cock was slick andslippery.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” Adrian uttered. His hand worked more urgently, like the thought aroused him as much as the extra lubrication aroused Sterling. “God… sofuckingwet.”
Adrian’s hand slipped down, momentarily leaving Sterling’s shaft to favor his balls. The excess lubricant worked into Sterling’s skin, and he couldn’t help but suck in a needy gasp as Adrian rolled his balls between his fingers and put pressure in exactly the right place to send pleasure and pain spiraling throughhisgut.
It wasn’t the first time Adrian had torturedsomeone’scock.
Tears beaded in Sterling’s eyes, but with them came all the hallmarks of orgasm. His body tensed. His hips arched. His lungs burned for air. Sterling threw his head back, eyes closed as he prepared to let itallout.
And then the pain stopped, and a new sensationtookover.
Heat. Pressure. Overwhelming pleasure. Sterling thought that Adrian had abandoned his balls to start pumping his shaft again, but when he looked down, he saw that it had gone much furtherthanthat.
Adrian rocked his body over Sterling’s cock, poised to takeSterlingbare.
“Oh fuck.” It was Sterling who spoke this time, voice strained and almost broken. When he took playmates, he used condoms. Never before had he been tempted to go bareback, but tofeelAdrian around him and to know that they were connected so viscerally… he couldn’t help himself. Years of self-control abandoned him all at once. All he could think of was how badly hewantedthis.
How badly he wantedAdrian.
“Let me fuck myself,” Adrian panted. He wormed his hips, and as he did, the tip of Sterling’s cock vanished into him. The view was one Sterling swore to never forget. He’d watched himself disappear into other lovers, but with Adrian, it was different. With Adrian, it wasright. “Oh god, Sterling, don’t move. Don’t fucking move. Let me fuck myself. I need this. Ineedit.”
“It’s all yours,” Sterling uttered. The headboard rattled as he instinctively fought against his restraints—more than anything, he wanted to brace Adrian and squeeze his ass as he moved, but that was impossible as long as Adrian kept him tied up. “Fuck yourself on my cock. Make yourself come. I want toseeit.”
“Oh god, yes.” Adrian hung his head. His thighs trembled, and with a final push, he sat squarely on Sterling’s cock. There was no deeper for Sterling to go. “Feels so fucking good. Why do you feel so good? Not fair. It’s not fair.A-ah!”
Adrian lurched forward and planted his hands on Sterling’s chest. Breathless, Sterling watched as Adrian worked his hips in a desperate rhythm. Every twitch of Adrian’s body stirred Sterling from the inside, and as he focused on the sensation of Adrian’s body instead of his own rocking motions, he was able to feel the hole he was buried in better than everbefore.
Every unexpectedclench.
Each pre-orgasmicflutter.
And as Adrian approached orgasm and tightened around him as he rode, Sterling couldn’t take itanymore.
“If you don’t stop right now, I’m going to knot you.” Sterling barely heard himself speak. His body urged him to stop holding back—to swell inside the man riding his cock and lock his cum in him—but his mind knew better. Before instinct, before domination, and before lines were crossed, he needed consent. He wouldn’t knot Adrian without knowing Adrian wanted it, too. “Slow down. You have to slow down. I won’t be able to stop it if youdon’t.”
Adrian looked up, his eyes partially lidded and his eyes fogged with desire. His hips worked the same urgent rhythm, riding Sterling’s shaft like he’d been born to do it. If he was testing Sterling’s limits, he was playing adangerousgame.
“I’m not pretending, Adrian.” Sterling forced the words out. Pressure built in his groin. “If you don’t want this, you have to stop. I’m not going to be able to… nngh… Ican’t—”
In that moment, in what felt like an impossibly small window of time, Adrian’s gaze met Sterling’s. He stopped moving, but did not lift himself from Sterling’s cock. Eyes locked, Adrian let a beat pass, then he bore down on Sterling’s length and fucked himself with just as much vigor asbefore.
The invitation was unspoken, but it was clear. With a strangled cry, Sterling pushed up into Adrian, working himself in savage, depraved ways that he would have been ashamed of had he been with any other partner. Orgasm struck, and when it did, it struck hard. Sterling thrust as deeply as he could into Adrian’s ass, then lethimselfgo.
The ecstasy of knotting an ass raw was unlike anything Sterling had felt before. Pure instinct saw him rattle the restraints and shake the headboard as he fought to grab Adrian by the hips and push him down farther. Heart racing, orgasm rippling through him in thick spurts that soaked Adrian’s insides, Sterling stretched the limits ofAdrian’sbody.
It was wrong. It wasirresponsible.
