“Will you do it again?” I ask.
“Such a slutty boy. Open.”
I do, and he grants me the gift of his spit a second time, and I swallow that down too.
He stands up straight, letting go of me to pull his underwear down. “Be a good hole for your Sir,” Colton tells meright before thrusting his thick cock into my mouth. He doesn’t go easy on me, thrusting, fucking into me, taking his pleasure from my mouth and making me feel high because I’m the one who can give it to him. I’m his good boy, his good hole, I please him and pleasure him, and it makes me feel more at home doing this for him than almost anything else does.
“Shh,” he tells me, making me realize I’m being loud. “We have to be quiet. If you can’t be quiet, I’ll have to stop.”
“Yes, Sir,” I try to say, but it comes out muffled because I still have a mouth full of cock.
He slows his thrusts, holding my face, his gaze so damn intense on me. In and out, slow, then fast, he uses my mouth however he wants. My face is wet with tears and saliva, but each time it runs down my chin, gets close to falling on my shirt, Colton wipes it away.
He pulls out, and I scramble forward, eager for more cock.
“No.” He smacks my face, hard enough for me to feel it but not hard enough to leave a mark. “You only get more when I say you do. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir. Can I have some more?”
He grins, and it does something weird and unexpected to my pulse, something I can’t really explain.
“Stand up,” he orders, and I scramble to my feet. “Pull your slacks and underwear down to your feet and bend over the desk.”
My cock twitches again, need taking off inside me like a rocket shooting into space.
God, I want this so damn much.
The second I’m bent over, legs spread and offering him my ass, Colton steps up behind me, pushing a finger between my ass cheeks and rubbing my hole.
“Has anyone had your ass since me?”
“No, Sir,” I reply, practically whimpering when he teases me with some pressure.
“I haven’t stopped thinking about it since the last time I had it. All summer I wanted you. And then this fall, every time I made you come, I wished I were there, that I could watch my dick slide between these pretty ass cheeks and spread your hole wide for me. I’m gonna do it right now.”
He pauses, and I know what he’s waiting for. He’s giving me time to agree, time to say yellow or red if I don’t want him to fuck me in the middle of my office before we’re in class together, but I don’t say either of those colors, don’t even consider it.
“Green,” I say, so he knows. Colton curses, then bends over, burying his face in my ass.
He licks at my hole, probing it, softening me and fucking his tongue into me. I’m so thankful I shower every morning, otherwise I’d be worried, but I know my body well and feel comfortable with this. I push back against him, rubbing my ass all over him, biting my hand to keep from being too loud as he tongue-fucks me, then adds his fingers to the mix, doing his best to prepare me. He spits on my hole more than once. One finger, then two, and I feel sloppy and wet from his spit and prep. He wraps his hand around my cock, slicks it with the precum, then tries to use that to slick me too.
“I wish I had lube with me. I carry a condom but don’t have lube,” he says.
“Next time,” I rush out. Next time? Why am I agreeing to a next time?
“You’re a horny, dick-hungry sub, aren’t you?” he says, and I know he’s smiling even though I can’t see him.
“Yes. I’m a horny, dick-hungry sub,” I repeat. Claiming the words makes me feel stronger.
Colton shoves to his feet. “Let me know if you can’t take it without lube. I want this to feel good.” I hear rustling and know he’s opening the condom, hear him spit again, and seconds later, the blunt head of his cock presses against my hole. He pushes in slowly, and I feel the stretch. He rubs my hip, my ass, telling me, “That’s it. Such a good hole. Such a good boy, bending over and taking my cock so well. Your Sir is so proud of you.”
Every word, every sentence helps my body relax. He spits again, and I think the condom must be lubed too because the ride isn’t as hard as I thought it would be. It’s not long before Colton is all the way inside, groin against my ass, giving me all the cock I want.
“Will you fuck me?” I ask, and I swear his whole body vibrates behind me.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he says before pulling back, then thrusting in again. He doesn’t take me slowly, and I don’t want him to. I want more, want it all, though I don’t know what else he could give me. His hand wraps around my body, stroking my dick while he takes me hard like the slut I am for him.
“Don’t come,” he orders.
