Consequences of Naughtiness
Darren sank to his knees in front of his husband, finally brushing the honey dust up the length of his lover's bulging cock with light, teasing flicks, then over his sack. He smiled as Miles groaned, cock twitching, more arousal leaking from the tip.
The ten minutes Miles had given him to worship his beautiful, formidable body were nearly over. Darren had dragged out the tease for almost all of it, stroking and licking and kissing everything but his cock as he covered Miles's skin in honey dust. Now, with only a minute left, it was time to really indulge.
Eagerly he started to lick him clean of the dust, lapping wide lines up his shaft and sucking on his tip. He could get someone off with a blow job in under a minute, of course, but he wasn't about to apply himself fully to that purpose. Groaning. Darren took his cock in his mouth, suckling hungrily as he started to bob on him, lips sliding farther down his shaft each time as his cockhead nudged the back of his throat.
"Fuck, Dare. You fucking tease...." Miles's hands raked through his hair, tangling in the strands. Darren managed to smile around his cock, looking up his body and raising an eyebrow as if daring Miles to pull him away. He was fairly sure he wouldn't, but just to make sure, he relaxed his throat and slid down Miles’s shaft slowly, swallowing around him and taking him to the hilt.
There was always an incredible thrill of triumph to deep throat a man, but even more so with Miles. His adoration for his husband and the incredible girth of his cock magnified the sense of accomplishment. Darren held him in his throat for as long ashe could without breathing, swallowing around him, milking his shaft. Then he pulled back, gasping, just as Miles's alarm went off.
Breathless, Darren pulled back from his cock with a teasingly mournful noise. "Oh, no... I've run out of time."
"You have," Miles growled, grabbing hold of his head with both hands and pulling him back to his cock. "Which means now I have to teach you a lesson for being such an infuriating little tease."
Darren groaned happily as Miles shoved his cock back into his mouth, thrusting shallowly over his tongue. Miles's force and control were exquisite, going straight to his cock.
"Don't act so pleased with yourself." Miles's fingers tightened painfully in his hair, holding him in place as Darren tried to take him deeper. "You knew exactly what you were doing, cocktease. Now I'm going to have to fuck your smart mouth until I spill down your throat."
Oh god, yes.Darren made an encouraging noise around him, eyes falling closed. Miles's fingers pressed into the back of his skull in warning, then he pushed deeper. Forcing himself into his throat. Darren managed to draw breath in time. Swallowing around him with a choked cry, he took Miles deep, his own cock jerking between his thighs with the emotional rush of submitting.
"Don't you dare come before I give you permission," Miles growled. He drew back long enough to let him draw breath, then pushed down his throat again, pressing Darren's face into his groin.
Having Miles fuck down his throat was euphoric; his gruff order and the force of his manner were even more so. Darren swallowed and milked his cock reflexively, holding Miles's thighs tight, relaxing and taking each thrust. If it was too much, he could give Miles the same signal Miles gave him, tapping his stomach or the inside of his wrist. But he could take this. He ached to take this.
Making his husband lose control like this and fuck his throat waseverything.
Miles pulled back to let him catch his breath, rocking shallowly in his mouth and over his tongue. "Fuck, you swallow cock like a pro," he panted. "Look so good on your knees... with those beautiful - mmm, dick-sucking lips wrapped around my shaft - oh fuck, I can't - "
Miles thrust into his throat again. It was hard enough that Darren half choked, swallowing again to keep from being overwhelmed, milking his shaft.
"Ahh, Dare - " his husband gasped, giving a helpless buck into his mouth, his fingers painfully tight in Darren’s hair. "Fuck - !"
Then he was pulsing even thicker, groaning, unloading. Miles spurted down his throat, and Darren pulled against his grip to press his face to his groin. Swallowing around him, massaging his husband's monster cock with his throat muscles. His mind and body sang with elation despite screaming for air. But before it could become too much, Miles was pulling back, panting. The last spurt of his seed landed on his tongue and lips as he pulled from Darren's mouth.
"Oh god," Miles panted as Darren gasped for breath. "Shit - are you - "
"Yeah." Darren forced out immediately, his voice delectably rough. Nodding made him surprisingly dizzy, and he held tight to Miles's thighs and let his forehead rest against his hip, breathing hard. "I'm good. I'm okay." He chuckled, panting. "Fuck. That was incredible."
"Oh my god," Miles agreed, running his hands restlessly through his hair. "Are you okay to keep playing? I'm happy to just suck you off."
Darren chuckled again, grinning up at him. "Green. Are you really... going to let me... get away with that?"
"I should wallop you really good." Miles considered his options, running his thumb along Darren's lips. "But there are other ways to teach you a lesson, I think."
He manhandled Darren to his feet, stringing him up the hooks in the ceiling from his cuffs with a length of chain. His hands dangled overhead as Miles approached with a smirk and the honey dust. "A bit of your own medicine, I think," he purred, starting to trail the feather brush down his chest and over his nipples.
Darren gasped at the unexpected tease. "Weren't you going to do this to me anyway?" he pointed out, whimpering as Miles pinched his nipple hard in response. "Oooh!"
"I was going to reward you," Miles replied with a stern look. "Now I'm going to punish you. Because you're not allowed to come until I come inside you."
"Ahh, fuck." Darren leaned into the chains that held his arms above his head with a groan, chuckling.
"You should have considered the consequences before you decided to start blowing me with only a minute left on your timer," Miles retorted, grinning, and went to work.
Despite their teasing and play at misbehavior and punishment, Miles's attentions were exquisite, lavishing his skin with much the same attention he had on Miles. It was particularly gratifying for Miles to take such pleasure in his body when Miles himself was so breathtakingly sexy.
He knew that Miles's attraction to him had as much to do with their emotional connection as the physical one, but he couldn't help but feel pride in having been the one to introduce such an amazing, incredibly hot man to sex with another man for the first time. And as Miles lavished attention on him - stroking his chest, his arms, his back, pressing close and rubbing his own well-muscled body against Darren's, satiny smooth with the honey dust - it was everything Darren loved about being with men.
