“Ahh—yeah so good… Mhm, more please.” He’s asking me, hands still on his nipples, his cock untouched and creating a puddle.
“Good boy—so polite. I’ll give you more.” He fucking purrs. Straight vibrates against me as one of those sun smiles takes over his face. I slowly sink my index finger in alongside my middle.
I watch as his hole adjusts. It seems faster this time—but I assume it’s the tongue-fucking and how worked up he is. I begin to move my fingers and when I hit his sweet little spot, I take note and I don’t touch it again. I’m fucking in and out of him—scissoring him occasionally—completely entranced when he yells.
“Please! More! God—please!” Well—he said please. My ring finger makes it a trio, and I am in awe of the human body, watching as his hole swallows all three of them. “Fuck!”
“Yeah—so good? You’re so fucking hot. My little button wrapped around your throat. Your collar. Huh, kitten? Did you like having me claim you? Flaunting it? Fuck—you’re so damntight.”
“Yes—yes. I wanted them to know—to see. I wanted you to see, for it to get to you, make you crazy.” His eyes are wild, blurting it out like it’s turning him on more to confess this to me too.
“You’re such a little demon, Benjamin. I was so hard under that table. I wasdyingto have you like this. Crying, begging, clenching around me like a desperate slut.” He moans loud and long—head thrown back. “You want me to own you? To claim you?” Benjamin nods frantically—making various small whines and whimpers as I pump in and out of him—faster and faster.
“Yes, yes.” He’s staring at me so intensely—so overwhelmingly.
“Then I will.” I pull my fingers out of him, grabbing the lotion and coating my dick and his entrance again just to be safe. Grabbing his hips I pull him to me—his thighs falling to rest on top of mine, his upper back still on the bed.
My cock is a lot bigger than three fingers and suddenly I’m nervous I’m going to hurt him. That I’ll pound into himtoo hard—break him, trigger him.
“I’ll tell you.” Benjamin says, resting a hand on my wrist where I’m holding his hip. He can read me so fucking well.
I line my tip up with his entrance—preparing myself so I don’t come as soon as I put it in. Leaning over him and bending his body over—I kiss Benjamin, forearm propping me up on one side—the other holding my dick in place. At this angle it’ll sink in easier than just shoving forward, and he’ll be a little distracted with my tongue.
I pull his tongue into my mouth and when he starts to moan—I push down, feeling my head sink into the first ring of muscle. My vision darkens for a moment, using all my restraint not to come the more I sink. It’s so slow—such a slow entrance but I don’t want it to hurt.
I release his mouth—using my now-free hand to pinch and pull at the nipple I ignored earlier—playing with the little bar. Benjamin’s staring at me, eyes wide, brows furrowed.
“A-Aaron,”
“I know, baby.” I stroke his cheek—wiping tears and spit.
“It’s so much—” I sink in some more and he chokes for a moment. “So much more.” Ah—he’s never taken this big. I feel my dick pulse and apparently, he does too. “O-oh, Aaron…”
“What do you need? I’ll give you anything you want.” I kiss the length of his neck and sink the rest of the way into him, secretly loving every moment of his scream.
“I need….FUCK… I need you to move!” My head lifts to meet his gaze—a bit startled. Already? “Please,” he pleads. “Please fuck me.”
“Ahh, fuck. Anything you say, Benjamin. Anything you say forever.” I’m moaning and panting as I sit back, laying him flat. I pull out slowly, sliding back in until my hips hit his ass. God—he’s tight.
I’ve dreamt of this night for so long… the reality of it is just now hitting me—really sinking in. I pull out and thrust into him, relishing in the scream it earns me.
I grab his hips—slide out again, and with the force of my thrust and how fast I yank his hips to me—I slam into him as far as I possibly can go. Benjamin screams soloudly I think I might have hurt him.
“AARON—FUCK—OH, GOD FUCK. Right there, please don’t leave me, please don’t leave me.” He keeps saying it—sitting up on his elbows, staring at my hips where his are connected, brow furrowed. “Please don’t leave.” It’s a moan—a plea, a prayer.
I’m buried so fucking deep inside of him. I will never let him go. He can run all he wants but I’ll always be there. God—I’m so fucking deep inside of him. I press my hand down on the area of skin between his hips and I can feel myself there—can feel how deep inside of him I am.
Benjamin shoots up—hand snapping around the back of my neck, the other deep into my curls and pullinghard. I groan at the feeling—but I might be ignored as Benjamin comes. I press harder as he moans, eyes locked onto mine. I feel his hot come as it coats us both.
“You’re so deep in me. So deep, Aaron. Aaron—do you feel it? Baby—can you feel it?”
“Fuck, yes—yes, I feel it. We’re connected, Button. We can’t live without each other now.”
“AW, FUCK! Aaron please—please, please, please—I’ll do anything but please. I’ll pray—I’ll beg, I’ll worship more than I already do. Butplease.” I don’t know what he’s asking me for. But I’m trying so fucking hard not to come right now and he’s making it very hard.
He rips the bandage off my side, staring at the bite marks he left then looking back to me. I don’t think he feels too bad about them anymore—not as he traces them with his fingers—pulling a groan out of me.
“Oh, God—please—make me come.” My eyes shoot open at his plea.
