“Like this?” I asked.
“Yes. Fuck yes, like that.”
With my other hand, I pressed his left shoulder against the wall. I wanted to look him in the eyes while I teased him. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his pupils were dilated, clouding up his bright blue eyes with a dark disc. Brandon’s mouth was parted, and his sweet tasting tongue rested against the corner of his lips while his eyes bore into me. He pushed his hips forward, thrusting his shaft further into my hands.
“Fuck, James,” Brandon mumbled as he closed his eyes.
I smiled wolfishly at him. I wanted to pinch one of his nipples, but I knew he would probably come from that, which I didn’t want just yet.
“Mmm,” he whimpered. His head lobbed from side to side. “I’m going to come,” he panted and tried arching his back. I let go of his cock and reached around to slap his ass cheek. His smile broadened, and his eyebrows shot up, eager for more.
“Not yet, pup. You don’t come until I come.”
Brandon licked his lips and began to lower himself to the ground, reaching for the waistband of my boxer briefs. I gripped his biceps to stop him. I grinned when he looked up at me.
“That wasn’t quite what I had in mind, pup.” I raised an eyebrow at him to see if he caught on.
“Oh!” Brandon exclaimed as he quickly stood. He stared at me in the sweetest of ways. “Did you mean—” He glanced at the bed and then at me, making sure that he didn’t misunderstand what I had meant.
“That’s exactly what I had in mind, pup,” I said while I nodded.
A huge smile spread across his face, and his eyes lit up.
“Yes! Fuck, yes!”
Brandon raced to the bed, toed off his sneakers, and tossed the rest of his clothes in a heap on top of his shoes. His erection bobbed as he climbed onto the bed. I kept my eyes on Brandon and smiled as he changed positions on the bed while I undressed.
He laid on his side with his head propped up on his hand, then he rolled onto his stomach and leaned his chin on top of his fists. He rolled onto his back, then pulled his knees up to his chest. Each time he switched positions he flashed me a different grin. As I stood next to the bed completely naked, he quickly switched positions again. This time he got up on his hands and knees, wagged his butt at me and looked over his shoulder with a big, cheesy grin.
Something caught me by surprise, causing my stomach to drop. I noticed a fresh cut mark on the inside of his thigh.Goddammit, Brandon.I made a mental note to talk to him later about this.
Brandon was close to the middle of the bed, so I grabbed his calves and pulled him closer to the edge. He playfully yelped as he flattened onto the mattress and may had gotten a little sheet burn. Adrenaline began to move through my system. Brandon had survived too much to be devastated by some sheet burn. Besides, that sort of stuff turned him on; it turned both of us on.
While Brandon lay flat on his stomach, I slapped his ass cheeks a few times. A smile stretched across his blushing face. He loved this kind of humiliation play. Again, both of us did.
“I should redden this ass of yours for running away from me instead of talking to me,” I said while I rubbed the places I had slapped.
“Yes!” Brandon pushed his bare ass further into my hand. “Yes, you should definitely punish me.”
This young man was going to kill me.
I spanked him a few more times before I let the back of my knuckles graze his balls that were peeking at me between his parted legs.
“Mmm,” he moaned and dropped his head to the mattress.
“Tuck your knees under your chest and get that ass up in the air. Keep your head on the mattress,” I instructed.
Brandon hurried to get into the position. I reached under him and pulled one knee to the side, spreading his legs a little wider for me. I wanted to tease him a little more before I claimed him. As I spanked him some more, I tapped his balls with two of my fingers. More moans of pleasure tumbled from his mouth as the waves of mild pain spread through his body. I spanked his left butt cheek again, and as I dragged my hand away, I tugged his cheek away from the other one, exposing his hole to me. I grazed his hole with the pad of my finger, and Brandon made a hissing noise and pushed his ass at me. He wouldn’t last much longer.
Though Brandon had been played with and had experience with anal toys at home, my dick was going to be an adjustment. Mainly because, I needed to pound the fuck out of him. I had known that he liked this kind of play, and he’d always responded very well to me fingering and playing with him. He thrived on rougher physical play, but he needed it from hands that understood where he’d been.
I pulled both of his cheeks apart and spit on him. It would be cruel of me to fuck him raw. As my saliva slowly ran down from the top of his hole, I put my middle finger in my mouth to get it slick. I took hold of his shaft and teasingly stroked him at a slow pace while I spread my saliva around his entrance and just inside. All while I prepped Brandon, he moaned and whined for more.
“Ready, Brandon?”
“Yes! Please fuck me!” he begged.
I spit in my hand, coated my thick cock with it, and pressed the head against his hole. I gripped his hip with one hand to help keep him still.
