His eyes snapped back to me immediately.
“Don’t you dare look away from me until I tell you that you can.”
He nodded, and I knew he was already beyond being able to use his words. His pupils expanded as they locked onto me through his lust haze.
I doubted he could stop the noises he was making if I ordered him to, but I wouldn’t. They were my favorite music.
“Can you hear yourself?” I smirked. “Hear what a whore you are. Listen to your pretty moans, and how wet and sloppy you are for my toy. You love it, don’t you?”
He nodded again.
“I love it too. Love seeing you so messy for me.”
I pulled the toy out suddenly, and before he could complain or even process it, my cock was replacing it, sinking balls deep into wet heat as I groaned.
He was somehow still so tight despite me being smaller than the toy I’d fucked him open with. And so fucking hot.
“Fuuuck, Benny. Your hole feels so good.”
Benny’s loud moan turned into a whimper as I started to thrust, his head throwing back again.
I pulled out.
He whined. Brown eyes found me again as his hole convulsed around nothing.
“If you want me to keep going, then you keep your eyes on me, pretty boy.”
Benny bit his lip as he nodded eagerly, and I pushed back inside him.
“You like having my cock in your slutty hole?”
We both already knew the answer to that, but Benny nodded anyway.
“What do you like more, hmm? Me?” I pulled out, then thrust the whole length of the toy back inside. “Or the dildo?”
He cried.
I pumped it once, twice, then pulled it out and gave him my cock again, thrusting once, twice before pulling out and leaving him empty.
He sobbed.
“Answer me.”
Benny’s chest was heaving, his words still escaping him.
I smacked his thigh hard enough to sting my palm. “Answer, slut.”
“Yours!” he sobbed.
I slammed back inside him. “Good. My pretty boy likes his Master’s dick?”
Benny nodded rapidly.
“It’s not enough, though, is it? Not for this slutty hole. I think you can take even more. Can’t you?”
His brows pinched together. A deep blush covered his whole body, visible even in the low lighting. He nodded.
“Good boy.” I pulled out again and gave him the toy.
