Settling between his legs and pressing myself up on my arms got another shiver from him, but he quickly wrapped his legs around me and tried to nudge me inside him. That just wouldn’t work, but I leaned down and gave him a kiss. “You’ve been very good and I loved giving you your spanking, pretty boy.”
Nearly melting, he reached up to cup my cheek and gave me a dreamy smile. “We both liked it. There’s nothing to worry about.”
There’d never been anything to worry about once I watched him play tug for the first time, but he’d needed to see that to believe it. “I’m glad…and I’m very glad you look so pretty with a pink bottom.”
Whatever he was thinking got a giggle out of him, but starting to kiss along his jaw and over to his ear quickly had that turning into another moan. “You… I’m…”
That didn’t make as much sense as he thought it did, but I nodded as I got to his ear and nibbled on the delicate lobe. “Let me hear your thoughts, pretty boy.”
I felt him swallowing hard as I kissed down his neck, but it took until I was licking around his collarbone for words to actually form. “You’re going to want…to want to spank me every day…so…so my bottom is pretty.”
Since that was a wonderful idea, I nodded and kissed my way down to one nipple, making sure to drag my body over his erection. “I think that would be a perfect way to start the day. Kisses, snuggles, and a spanking for my boy to make sure his bottom looks pretty in his panties.”
And that routine would make sure he spent the night with me, and not in the House of Eighties Horror show he was currently pretending to live in.
“Oh yes…” His sexy moaned-out words could’ve been at the plan or the way I’d wrapped my lips around his nipple, but either way, it was good to hear that he approved of the plan. “Master…”
Rocking over him, I could feel the precum leaking from his cock as I used my torso to barely jerk him off. Humming and nibbling, I sucked on his nipple and loved the sounds he gave me as I used my teeth to drive him crazy.
It was almost like playing tug with his nipple because every time I gripped him with my teeth, he’d push back and forth to sharpen the pain. He was such an adorable little pain slut and I couldn’t wait to find other games to play with him.
But first…virginity time.
So I gave his nipple one last kiss and started working my way lower again. He’d have loved to have kept going with the nipple play, but I was pretty sure he could come from that alone, much less adding in the way I’d been rubbing his cock.
So I was a good Master and kept exploring.
Licking around his belly button got a laugh and cut off any pouts he had about my wandering away from his nipple, but I reached up and pinched the other one to give him more wonderful pain to enjoy. “My sexy boy…we’re going to have to see if you can come from just my playing with your nipples.”
His dramatic whine made me chuckle, but he decided not to complain when I spread his legs wider and licked the head of his cock. “Yes…yes…whatever you want, Master.”
He was so hard I wasn’t sure how long I could play kissing games with his cock, but judging by the way his fingers were digging into the bedspread, it wouldn’t be long. “I’m your good boy. I’m your good boy. I’m your good boy.”
He was also my tasty boy because precum beaded at the tip every time I licked along the length of his cock and when I nibbled around the barely flared head. The adorable litany of promises that he was my good boy went up to a startling octave as I used my teeth around the tip of his cock, but nibbling right under the head had him nearly coming off the bed.
I impressed myself with how quickly I managed to grab the base and keep him from coming, but his eyes went wide like I’d just shown him I was Superman. “I…I can’t come until you’re inside me. I can’t. That’s the best. I know that. But we. We need to try that one again. Later. Yes. Later.”
My sexy boy could’ve kept his adorably rambling communication but my sitting up and bracing his legs wider with my arms cut off all higher brain function. “Oh.”
That was not a no so I kept him spread as I leaned over him, nudging the tip of my erection against his lubed opening. “We’re going to do a lot of things later, pretty boy.”
His shaky nod said he was still processing what I was saying, but it wasn’t top on his brain’s to-do list. “Relaxed muscles. No worries. Prostates are fun buttons.”
Yeah, his brain had more important things to focus on, so I just slowly pressed into him, filling him like he’d already explained would be the best way possible.
Bare so I could mark him.
Another wonderful bonus of him saving himself for his Master was being able to fill him with my cum the first time I claimed him.
Just the first stretch had his eyes nearly rolling back in his head, and his entire body got in on the fun as I continued to press into him. “Master…that’s…I’m…wow.”
Rambling praise and thoughts that might’ve been full sentences originally escaped him but most didn’t make nearly as much sense as he thought they did. All I could really tell from the adorable words were that I had an amazing cock, he was very glad to be right, and he’d officially lost his virginity.
“Best. That’s.” Clenching down on me as I bottomed out in him, he arched off the bed and rocked back and forth, smiling as he moaned again. “Better than I imagined.”
I was going to take that as I was better at making love to him than he’d ever imagined, and no one would ever make me doubt it.
I’d also never doubt how much he loved being filled and claimed because his fingers were digging into my arms. “So full…and that’s…it’s…yes…that’s right.”
