Slipping the plug out of his ass, I watch mesmerized as his hole remains open for me, slowly closing, ready for the taking. It’s already slicked with lube, but I add to the mix, pouring a line of my spit along his rim and pushing it in with my fingers.
Noah tenses. “Mmmm,” he whimpers.
“Your ass grips my fingers so tight,” I mutter, intentionally padding my fingers against his soft spot.
He squirms, showing me just how desperate he truly is.
I run my free hand down his back, feeling his warm, soft, skin. “Are you ready for me?”
He nods his head. “Yes. Please. I need you,” he says softly, his hands reaching in and out.
“I need you too,” I murmur, the weight of it swelling in my chest.
As I edge my dick at his rim, I’m reminded of why being with him feels so different to anyone that has ever come before.
Noah and I connect on a level that goes beyond touch or words. He knows me in ways I don’t always know myself. That feeling of being fully seen without showing, and fully understood with explaining, is indescribable. With him, I don’t have to think or pretend.
We just…are.
I squeeze his hips in my hands as I slowly guide myself in. He gasps at the intrusion, burying his face into the pillows. “Shit.F-fffuck yes,” he coughs out. His hands open and close into fists, unable to hold onto anything.
Slowly inching myself in, I take my time making sure his body gets comfortable. I know he can take it, but I’m not just going slow for him. He’s not the only one that’s been edging.
“We’re going for three this time,” I say, bottoming out,
“You’re trying to kill me,” he laughs softly, straining against his ties as I thrust in again.
“You’re going to give me what I want,” I say, squeezing his hips. “Just like you always do, don’t you?”
He groans, clenching around me. “God, yes. I will.I’ll be such a good boy,” he moans, slapping against me. I pick up the pace until I’m bouncing him against my thighs as I take and take. His feet scramble on either side of me, trying to find some grip, but the ties make it useless. He’s completely at my free use.
I climb over him, so I bury myself deeper. I feel his whole body tense as he opens to my new position.
A low whimper slips out of him, as I’m sure I’ve hit his favorite spot.
I slow my pace, almost to a full stop as I lower to his ear. “Tell me, baby. Tell me what it is that you want,” I pant.
“I—I need,” he stammers.
“Tell me,” I tease, slowly dipping myself in and out, feeling the pressure rise inside of me.
“Harder.Fuck—I need you to fuck me hard—”
Before he can finish his sentence, I’m ramming into him fully, soaking in his sounds as he cries out in pleasure.
“Shit, I’m gonna—”. As soon as I see his hands close in firm fists, I quickly reach out and undue his ties around his wrists as fast as I can.
“On your knees,” I order, sitting him on my lap as he wraps his arm behind my neck, latching on like an anchor. With his back against my chest,I drape my hand around his waist, fisting his cock and stroking him hard as I keep thrusting into him.
“Holy shit, holy—-” he gasps. Mesmerized, we both watch amazed as long ropes of cum spurt out of his dick like a fountain, painting the sheets in front of us.
“That’s it, baby. I’ve got you.” I soothe. I continue stroking him as he shivers against me, watching himself be jerked through the aftershocks. “That was a big one.” I smirk, gently squeezing and pinching his nipple as I caress his pec.
He nods, taking a moment to come down from that high. My cock is still in his ass, but I don’t make any moves. Not until he feels okay again. He holds onto my arms, letting me hold him as I kiss him gently on the shoulder.
We stay like that for a while as his breath steadies and I can feel his tense muscles melting into my body again.
He sighs happily. “I think I really like being tied.”
