I maneuvered between his legs and spread his ass cheeks. Mmm, so pretty. With the thumb and index finger of my left hand, I kept his cheeks spread, providing access to his opening, and gave him a hole spanking.
He released a wail that evolved into a moan. “Good?” I asked.
“Yes, sir.”
I slapped his asshole again. Then, I developed a rhythm, dividing my focus between whipping his asshole and his cheeks. He howled, a mix of pain and delight.
I was feral. Nothing was hotter than seeing Cody squirm. After everything that had happened between us - the journey from something toxic to something beautiful - I still loved making the little shit squirm. But now, I did it lovingly.
I pressed my face into his ass and licked his hole, swirling my tongue around the edge. Cody was gaping for me. My tongue fucked him while I continued dragging the crop along his skin.
The lube was on the bedside table. I reached for it and poured a healthy amount into Cody’s hole.
I slicked up my cock then lifted him by his hips so he was kneeling again.
I wanted him doggy, but his hands were cuffed. I had no other choice.
“Open your mouth,” I commanded. I placed the shaft of the crop between his teeth. “Bite.”
Cody obeyed because he was such a good fucking boy. My good boy.
I lined my cock to his hole and slowly breached his opening. I gripped his hair to ensure he didn’t collapse forward from the mix of pleasure and pain. Once fully sheathed, I released his hair, and my hands gripped either side of the crop.
My cock slid in and out of Cody while I gripped the crop wedged between his teeth. I pulled him against me, forcing him to fuck himself on my cock.
Cody didn’t moan anymore. It was one continuous guttural groan that changed in pitch with each time I pumped my cock inside him.
I pulled my cock out completely, then pushed it back in to the base. “Fuck, Cody. Fuck, it’s so good.”
His whole body was drenched in sweat as I used him for my pleasure. I let go of the crop, and he fell flat. I braced myself on the bed and fucked him into the mattress.
“Cody, I’m gonna come.”
He still bit down on the crop, so his response was a muddled string of gibberish, but he definitely nodded. The pleasure throbbed at the root of my cock signaling my impending release.
I erupted inside Cody, my vision going white as I pumped him full of cum.
My body collapsed on top of him, and I wrapped my arms around his chest. “Cody. I love you so much,” I spoke through gasping breaths.
I still couldn’t understand Cody with the crop in his mouth, but I’m pretty sure he said he loved me back.
I got up and flipped him over. “Raise your legs up,” I commanded.
He obeyed, and my finger slid into his wet hole. I could feel my cum inside his ass, and I used it as lube as I curled my finger and found his prostate.
He let the crop fall from his mouth and whispered, “Yes. That’s it, Rafael.”
Cody loved prostate play. My mouth engulfed his cock. I deep-throated him while rubbing my finger over his spot.
“Please, don’t stop. Please, sir.” Cody was close. He always came like lightning when I fingered him like this. “Fuck. Oh God.” His release hit the back of my throat, then permeated my mouth. I hummed on his cock as his salty cum overwhelmed my taste buds.
When Cody finally stopped pumping cum, I fell on top of him and took off the blindfold.
Cody blinked adorably as his sight adjusted to the light.
“That was fun,” he said.
My laugh was deep and loud. “Yeah, it was fucking fun. Where are the keys to the cuffs?”
