I thrilled at being his silent supplicant, a vessel for his pleasure, to be used as he willed.As roughly as he often treated me, he made sure I could grab air and was mostly enjoying the proceedings.He paused at intervals so I could collect myself, then resumed the demeaning treatment, his pleasure showing on his face, the solid length of him all the motivation I needed.
He whimpered and sighed as he used me and finally pushed right in and groaned as he filled my throat with his seed.His mouth formed an O, and he blinked through the haze of his ecstasy at me, my willing participation a necessity to his culmination.
I put on a show of gagging and letting his fluid leak out of my open mouth, even though I could have swallowed.I pretended I was having a difficult time in order to give him the satisfaction of making me struggle.
He stroked my cheek and praised me as he withdrew and let me take gasping breaths to recover.
“Good lad.Good lad.My pretty rooster likes having his throat used as a seed-bucket, doesn’t he?”
“Aye,” I breathed, licking my lips and wiping his spend off my chin with the back of my hand.“Any part of me, really.Use me, Captain.Fill me, please.”
He urged me to my feet and took my face in his hands, kissing me with passion, swirling his tongue in my mouth to taste his own spend.I clutched his shoulders and responded in kind, letting him invade me this way and giving my own back.
He reached down and stroked my cock.
“Mmm.Randy again, are we?”
“Always,” I said.“I need to be fucked, Captain.Please fuck me.”
He chuckled.“I’m not as young as you.Give me a moment to rally.”
“Fine,” I sighed.
“Up on the bed you go, Rooster.Lie down and spread those legs for me.”
I did as he’d bid, and in a moment he’d settled between my thighs and spread me with his thumbs.I rose up on my elbows as he swiped his tongue over my hole.
“Oh…fuck.”I hissed with the pleasure of the sensation, then gasped.
“Stay still, or I’ll tie you down.”
“Promises, promises.”
“My God.You even have freckleshere,” he said with amazement, pressing his fingertip into the soft skin of my inner buttock.“And here.”
“Well, I wouldn’t know.Can’t see back there.”
He chuckled and began to lick and suck me, turning me into a quivering pool of desperation.
I moaned and wriggled under this attention, Dinesh leaning his weight on one of my thighs and clasping the other as he assailed me.By the time he let up, he was breathing hard, and I was out of my mind.
“There we go,” he said.The sound of flesh on flesh made me crane my neck and look behind me, to see Dinesh giving his cock vicious pulls as he got up on the bed.
“Up on your knees, but keep your chest down.Arch your back.That’s right.Keep those legs spread.”
“Aye.Aye.”
I panted into the bed sheets, my eyes wide, waiting for the captain to breach me and give me the fucking I deserved.Needed.
We’d managed some quiet manoeuvres a few times on Talamanca but with sensitivity to our surroundings.Now we could go at our games with abandon, and I had a feeling Dinesh was about to.
Sure enough, fingers slick with oil rubbed at my entrance and pushed inside, deep and probing, as I cried out with pleasure.
“Feel good?”
“Oh, aye.Yes.So good.”
He soon had two, and then three fingers inside me, and pumped me hard in preparation for his ready ramrod.
