"Fuck, Miles...." The words sound almost tortured as Darren leaned down to kiss him hard, grinding his cock into his stomach once more. Then he was moving, yanking at the front of Miles's threadbare boxers until they tore, until he could free his cock. Squeezing on an ample amount of lube, he started to impale himself, rocking down onto him.
Miles realized instantly that he'd wanted this just as much. Ached to feel his husband's body clench and flutter around the head of his cock as Darren ground down desperately, forcing the head of Miles's cock past the tight ring of muscle with a choked, needy cry. He leaned down to claim Miles's mouth with his own, and Miles tangled a hand in his hair, clenching tight as he returned the passion and desperation of his kiss.
"My poor Master," he groaned, stroking his free hand down Darren's back, fondling his ass. "In such a way... needing his big, strong pet to take control and fuck him so badly...."
"So bad," Darren whimpered, giving a yelp against his mouth as Miles arched up against him, pressing deeper. "Oh fuck yeah, pet, fuck me hard...!"
Miles always tried to be cognizant of his size, but it was impossible when Darren got this enthusiastic, sucking and biting at his lips and tongue as he rutted down onto his cock. "Gonna fuck you so hard, Sir." Miles braced his feet on the floor to buck up into him. The choked cry of pleasure his cock pushed from Darren's lips only fueled his need.
"Oh fuck yeah," Darren gasped, bucking down to meet him. "Hard as you want, pet."
It was impossible not to think about their conversation in the back of the cube truck at the festival. "Hard as you want me to fuck a sweet little sub for you?"
"Oh my god,yes." Darren closed his eyes with a visible shudder of pleasure. "Just let go and use him hard, wreck him with your huge cock, fuck - !"
Miles dug his fingers into his hips with a desperate cry. His body responded on instinct before he could question it, pumping his hips up into the intoxicating heat of his husband's body. Nothing felt like this - the slick, tight heat of Darren caressing every inch of his cock, shuddering as Miles railed him.
"Gonna fuck you both, Sir," he panted, and Darren's breathless cry made him feel radiant. He set a punishing pace, hips smacking into Darren's ass, jarring him with each thrust. "You want that, Master? Your big, strong pet... gonna wreck that shy little sub with my cock... then rail you hard over his spent body until you come all over him - "
"Fuck, yes - !" Nothing was more beautiful than the way it made Darren wail with pleasure, fingers clenched at Miles's shoulders, teeth sinking into the muscle of his shoulder.
Miles slowed, just long enough to squeeze more lube onto his fingers. He wouldn't last long like this, neither of them would, but he wanted Darren to feel as much as he could, as long as he could. He shoved his hand between them to press Dare's cock into his stomach, letting it slide slick under his fingers. It pushed over his abs as he started to fuck him again eagerly, hips snapping up into the tight, exquisite heat of his body.
He wanted to tell Darren how good he felt, how good he made him feel, like he was the sexiest man on earth. He wanted to tell Darren that he'd give him anything he wanted, let him paint Miles's skin with his seed. But it was too good, sensation too overwhelming, and if he unclenched his teeth he'd come far, far too fast -
Darren shuddered against him, tightening, fluttering around his cock, tense and trembling as he rode the edge. "Please," he gasped. "Please come in me, please - "
How could he do anything but obey?
Miles ground deep with a groan. Free hand clenching at Darren's back to hold him in place, he let go. Nothing mattered more than their pleasure, need and tension taking control, building ever higher. A few hard thrusts were all he could handle. His pleasure crested, spilling over and into him, ecstasy shuddering through his body.
Darren clenched tight around him with a cry, blissfully tight. His Master was coming, following Miles into orgasm. Darren cried out his pleasure, his cock pulsing in Miles's fingers as he spurted over his abs. His seed landed slick and warm on Miles’s pecs, on his neck, like Dare was claiming him with it.
It was hot as fuck.
"Are you alright?" Miles managed to ask when he could breathe.
Darren made an incredulous noise against his neck. Miles hoped it was an affirmative. Still, he eased away carefully and slowly, gently stroking his still lube-slick fingers over his lover's hole as the head of his softening cock finally slipped free. Dare was wet from the lube and his seed, and Miles couldn't help but press two fingers up into him, stroking gently through the slick of his own spend.
"Ohhh, fuck yeah...." Darren shuddered around him, whimpering into his skin. Still, he pressed back against Miles's fingers, urging them deeper, and Miles gave a pleased hum as he moved them in him slowly. "Fuck, I'm such a desperate slut for your cock, pet."
He nuzzled Darren's hair, nibbling on his earlobe. "My poor, needy Master. Are you still so worked up?"
Darren laughed breathlessly, helpless, muffled into his skin. "How could I not be, with you dressed like that and talking like that? Jesus, Miles. I hardly know what to do with myself."
Miles hummed in pleasure, nuzzling a kiss to his skin. Every part of him sang with the bliss of their union and the immense satisfaction of serving Darren's pleasure. Somehow, even when he was uncertain, Darren never failed to make him feel so desired and so cherished.
He'd always wanted to give that back to him through his service. Learning to dominate was just another way of serving him.
It was impossible not to find strength in that.
Mind moving over all the possibilities, Miles let out a pleased hum. Then, he stroked a hand up Darren's back and into histhick auburn hair, slowly and deliberately closing his fingers tight. It made Darren gasp, his smile widening, eyes dark with anticipation.
"I think," Miles started slowly, "That maybe it's time for me to decide."
"Yeah?" Darren pulled deliberately at his grasp until he could nuzzle his chest, nipping breathlessly at his collarbone. "You want to take charge and show me exactly what you're going to do to your shy little sub?"
"I think perhaps it's time for me to turn the tables on my desperate little cockslut of a husband," he purred in agreement, smiling at Darren's moan in response. "You like the sound of that, don't you? I'm definitely going to show you exactly how I'm going to fuck my hot little sub for you. But first... first I'm going to put that nice blue plug in your ass to keep you all stretched open from my cock. I want to keep you nice and wet and full of my cum while I ride your cock as hard as I want."
