“Such a good boy,” I mused as I pinched his cheek. “On all fours.”
He stuttered out, “H-here?”
My brow raised as my impatience grew. “Yeah. Here.”
He looked around the room. “B-but…Mom and—”
“They’re not here, and, if you don’t want them to catch you naked with your stepbrother, then you better hurry the fuck up.”
Uncertainty laced his features, but he finally succumbed to the urge and got on all fours right there on Jill’s dumbass carpet.
I maneuvered behind him and spread his cheeks with my hands. Cody’s ass was so pale and his pink hole looked so fucking tasty. I knew I liked pussy, but did I ever get this excited over it? Whatever. I guessed I truly was having a bi-awakening. Cody’s ass was doing very different things to me than Bucky’s mouth did. That didn’t feel like a bi-awakening. Bucky had been a means to an end. Cody was a feast, and I was ready to devour him.
His waist was svelte, and his ass was big and beautiful. He had a hockey player’s ass. Long hours balancing on skates and speeding up and down the rink does wonders for a guy’s ass, and Cody’s was a prime example of that.
I spread his cheeks apart with both hands and dove into him. I licked his hole with long, hard strokes of my tongue. I wasn’t teasing or tickling him. I wanted to see Cody undone.
His soft mewling evolved into a low moan as I began teasing him with my tongue. The little slut started pushing back, chasing the sensation. My hands found his hips, pulling him against my face as I drove my tongue as deep as I could. I stopped licking him when the urge to slap his ass overtook me. I did, and my handprint quickly turned red. Fuck, I became an animal the moment I saw it.
I leaned back and spit on his hole before taking a bite of his ass. Nothing hard. Not enough to break the skin, but enough to sate my desire to own him fully.
Cody’s neck arched back, a cry of ecstasy coming from deep within echoing off the walls. He turned back to look at me. Cody’s perfect ass combined with his face turning back to look at me with eyes full of wonder was a sight to behold.
I reached into my pocket and grabbed the packet of lube. I’d gotten it from some safe sex booth I visited at a community day fair in Greenwich. I ripped it open with my teeth and lathered my fingers. I squeezed the rest over Cody’s asshole. His breath hitched as the lube dripped down his winking hole.
“Rafael…what are you—”
“I’m not gonna fuck you today,” I interrupted. “But we’re getting you ready for the day that I do. Should I ever want to use this fucking hole for my pleasure. Would you want that? Would you want my thick cock squeezing into your little pussy?”
Cody said nothing. He just breathed heavily. The tension released from his limbs as his muscles flexed. The knots in his neck and shoulders unwound as I spoke the filthiest fucking things to him.
“No, today, we’re just gonna tease your pink little hole. You want that? You want my fingers inside you? Are you ready to give your ass up to your stepbrother?”
He whimpered, and it was just so fucking delicious. God, being his undoing was more fun than anything I’d ever done, and, baby, I’d had some fucking fun in my life.
I pressed my lips against his ear and whispered, “Say the word, Cody.”
The sound that came out of him next was closer to a sob than a whimper. He was fighting. I could feel it, but I knew I’d win. I knew he wanted this, but he needed to say it.
I whispered again, “Say the word, Cody.”
He spoke on a gasp, “Yes…”
“Good boy.”
With that, I rubbed the lube on his eager hole, massaging the opening. I slowly pushed a finger into his ass and felt the warmth of his hole envelop it. His breath hitched, and he raised his back in response.
“Nuh uh,” I scolded. “Arch that back.”
His voice was shaky as his breathing accelerated. That back arched once more, giving me the perfect image of Cody with his ass in the air just begging for me to use him.
I began sliding my finger in and out of him, and his soft mewling grew louder. My finger curled, searching for his prostate. I knew I’d found it when he released a cry.Bingo.
I inserted another before he could protest, and, with both fingers, I began massaging his prostate. I pressed down on it, rubbing my fingers on the area. Cody’s moaning filled the room. His back glistened with sweat.
I picked up the speed and fucked him with my fingers. He lowered his head to the ground and moaned into his mom’s hideous carpet. My cock raged in my pants. I wanted nothing more than to slide my cock inside him. I wouldn’t today. We needed to build up to it. He needed to want it. Fuck that. I wanted him toneedit. He’d be begging me to use his ass in time.
I couldn’t ignore my cock, though. So, as I fucked Cody with my fingers, I pulled out my dick and began stroking.
