Jay raised an eyebrow, and the last shred of Aaron’s inhibitions vanished as he took off his briefs and added them to the pile.
Silence stretched. Aaron stood motionless while Jay studied him, taking his time, his gaze lingering between Aaron’s legs. Finally, Jay made a twirling motion with one finger. “Turn around.”
Aaron spun in place and shut his eyes. Embarrassment at being examined was creeping in, making him even harder.
“Bend over and spread yourself for me.”
Aaron moaned at the filthy directive. Shame and arousal flooded him at presenting himself in such a wanton way. He bent down and shuffled his legs apart before spreading himself open. Cool air swirled around his hole, and he clenched in anticipation.
This position let Jay see everything. As if to emphasize that, Jay reached out and traced a path down Aaron’s crease, tapping at the tight ring of muscle. “I like to see what’s mine before I play with it.”
There was a rustle of movement, but Aaron didn’t dare look back, staying in the same spot.
“Get on your hands and knees.”
Aaron scrambled into position and waited. He was vulnerable in the most delicious way, unsure of what to expect, yet convinced that it would be everything he’d ever wanted.
Jay came around and squatted in front of Aaron with a black silicone dildo in his hand, its blunt tip glistening with a few drops of lube. “Can you take this without prep?”
Aaron considered its size and nodded. “Slowly, but yes, I can.” As much as he wanted to give up every bit of control and let Jay use him, he appreciated the check-in.
Jay disappeared behind him. Seconds later, he felt a cool pressure at his entrance and forced himself to relax and allowthe intrusion. Jay moved carefully but forcefully, not giving Aaron enough time to get used to the burn as the toy inched deeper. Aaron groaned and rocked into Jay’s powerful thrusts. Without prep and with barely any lube, the sensations were turning painful in the most perfect way.
His body was no longer his. It was Jay’s—to hurt, to please, to use however he wanted. Aaron let out a sob as pain and pleasure warred within him—as one intensified, so did the other, until the world narrowed down to nothing but the satisfying torture at Jay’s hands.
“Fuck, look at you. Your slutty hole is swallowing this dildo right up. You’re aching to be stuffed with a thick dick, aren’t you?”
“Yes. Yes. Please.” Aaron babbled mindlessly, impaling himself on the last inch. It felt impossibly thick, splitting him open, making his heated skin prickle with desire.
“Sit up.”
Aaron straightened and sat on his heels. The movement brought fresh waves of agony along with a devastating pressure on his prostate. He shuddered and made a noise, something between a moan and a wail, needy and pathetic. A single thought lingered as his mind drifted into a hazy fog.This is what I’ve always wanted.
“Arms back.” Jay leaned down to clasp the cuffs together, restraining Aaron’s arms behind his back.
Aaron opened his watering eyes and looked down at himself. Flushed skin, pebbled nipples, hard cock jutting out and leaking on the carpet. He looked obscene. Desperate and helpless, especially compared to the muscled god towering above him.
“You look so good on your knees. Willing to do anything. Hungry for whatever I give you.” Jay’s voice slipped to dark and dangerous, and Aaron would have gladly agreed if he still had the ability to speak.
“I just got home from the gym. Haven’t had a chance to shower yet.” Jay hooked his thumbs in the waistband and dropped his shorts in a single motion. His mouthwatering balls—huge and furry—were right at Aaron’s eye level, making it clear what came next. A shiver of anticipation rocked Aaron’s body, and he licked his lips.
“Fuck, you’re a thirsty little thing. Get in there and lick me clean. Put that greedy, wet tongue to good use, and you’ll get a reward.”
Aaron didn’t need anything else. This was already the greatest reward he could have. As he shuffled closer, scraping his knees against the carpet, Jay widened his stance. His heavy sack swung low, so mouthwatering that Aaron’s nipples throbbed with arousal. He inched between Jay’s legs and craned his neck until his face was buried in Jay’s groin.
The intoxicating scent made his head swim as he pressed his nose to the juncture between Jay’s thigh and pelvis and took a deep breath.
Fuck, he’d never been more turned on in his life.
His tongue darted out and traced the seam of Jay’s scrotum. He took his time to savor the texture of the crinkled skin and short prickly hairs before his restraint snapped, and he started lapping up the sharp salty flavor. Careful not to miss a single spot, he thoroughly laved up to the base of Jay’s dick before making a path to the taint, where the musk was at its strongest.
His mind went blank. He moved on instinct, driven wild with lust by the pheromones that overwhelmed his every sense. This was heaven. Better than any fantasy he could come up with. He wished he could stay there forever, allowed to lick every drop of sweat from Jay’s skin.
Above, Jay kept up a stream of dirty talk interspersed with a few soft groans vibrating through his body. It was all the proof Aaron needed to know Jay was enjoying every second.
As was Aaron. He didn’t want to stop. After licking Jay clean, he opened his mouth wide and let both testicles rest on his tongue. He could barely breathe around them, but he refused to let that stop him. Swirling his tongue around, he ruffled short, bristly hairs back and forth while sucking softly.
Jay gasped and shuddered, burrowing his fingers into Aaron’s hair and gripping by the roots. Aaron luxuriated in the sting of pain, the fullness of the thick dildo breaching his hole, and the musky, heavy balls cutting off his airway. When his vision blurred from lack of oxygen, he reluctantly let go and leaned back for a breath.
