Like a baby bird, he obeyed, causing my own cock to throb at the sight of his wet, pink tongue darting out to lap up the beads of precum off my thumb as I pressed it into his warm mouth.
“So good for me…” I hummed as he suckled, staring directly into my eyes as he wrapped his lips around me andsucked.
“I love how well you listen…” I admitted, my voice coming out rough and guttural.
He thrust his hips against my groin, his hard, hot cock sliding against mine as he tried to get some friction.
“I think I’m going to tease you a bit, baby…” I hummed, pulling my thumb out of his mouth and forcing myself not to devour him at the sight of the thick line of saliva that slid out of his lips.
“N-no…I don’t want to wait…please?” he begged, grinding against me harder, and I chuckled. That dark, sadistic part of me that Milo seemed to draw to the surface curled and flexed in my chest at his tiny pleas.
“So needy.” I laughed softly, wrapping my hands around his hips and tugging him closer so he could continue to grind his cock against mine. I shuddered at the velvety feel of him against my insanely sensitive erection.
“As much as I like it when you beg, I think I’m going to make you wait. You’ll be good and wait for me, won’t you?” I asked, and he frowned, looking torn.
He glanced down at his pink, swollen cock, then back up at me.
He wanted to be good. I just wasn’t sure if he wanted to be good for me more than he wanted to come. There was a submissive in him that I wanted to draw out, but we would need to take it slow.
“I want to be in control of when you come, Milo. Would you let me decide that for you?” I asked softly, feeling a little nervous that he might say no.
There was so much heat in his eyes as he stared at me, and I watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed.
“Y-you want to be in control of when I come?” he whispered, and I nodded, letting him see how serious I was.
“Yeah. I want to own your orgasms. Even when we’re not together.”
“Is that… Is that, like, a kink?” he asked, his cheeks flushing, and it took everything in me not to go down on him and suck him off until he spilled down my throat.
Control, Jay. If you want to do this with him, you have to be in fucking control.
“Yeah, baby. It’s a kink. We don’t have to do it like this if you don’t want to. I can finish you off right now, and we can forget I ever brought it up. But I’ve always wanted to be with someone that would…let me take care of them,” I said, choosing my words carefully.
I didn’t just want to be in control of Milo’s orgasms. I wanted to be the one who made sure he ate properly. The person he looked to when he needed to make decisions for himself.
Milo gave me a surprisingly mischievous smirk and wiggled closer to me, his warm cheeks making the skin on my chest light up with an aching sort of fondness.
“Well, youaremy boss. You might as well be the boss of everything.”
My eyebrows rose in surprise, and a low chuckle bubbled out of my throat.
“You’re perfect…” I hummed, dropping another kiss on the top of his head and pumping his cock a few more times, just so I could feel him squirm against me.
His breath caught, and he gave me a delicious little moan, followed by a whine of protest as I pulled away, leaving him hard and needy.
“Let’s get up then. I’ll get us some food, and you can calm down until I’m ready to get you all worked up again.”
He peeked up at me through his lashes, biting his lip in a frustrated pout, and the sadist in me purred.
“You can hold out for me, can’t you?” I rolled his tight balls gently over my fingers, and he whimpered. “I want to get these nice and full before I let you come. It’s going to feel so much better if you’re a good boy and wait.”
“O-okay.” He blushed, shakily pushing himself into a sitting position. I reached behind him and snatched up his glasses off the end table, sliding them on his nose for him and placing a kiss on his flushed cheek.
“So good for me,” I hummed, motioning for him to get out of bed. I shamelessly stared at his cute, bubbly butt as he stretched.
“Go take a shower, baby. I’ll get us some breakfast.”
“‘Kay,” he chirped, heading for the bathroom.
