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He’ll pay for that. He knows what that does to me.
He’s being a brat. My hard cock is painfully pressing against my zipper, wanting free so I can fuck his ass until hecan’t even sit down without grimacing from a burning asshole.
With great care, Tey reaches forward and clasps my belt buckle. Pulling the leather out of the hole painfully slowly and sliding it out of the metal, he starts to grab my pants button, but I stop him with my hand over his before he can get any farther.
“So eager, yet you can’t follow my rules. Do you think you deserve an award?” Tey whimpers at the low mummer of my voice, his teeth biting lightly at my thumb before I pull away.
“Punish me. I want you to hurt me. Show me how much you love me.” Tey stares up at me with blue eyes turning dark with desire.
He’s always had a high pain tolerance, but I’ll show him that the kind of pain I inflict is something he’ll always remember. It’s a good kind of torture that has you begging for more.
“Oh, pet. I do love how desperate you are for my cock. Put your hands up and together.” I command, almost daring him to disobey me so I can whip his ass red.
I see the glint in his eyes, the slight hesitation as he raises his arms with his elbows bent, hands together like a prayer, and his fingertips skimming the waistline of my pants. Body practically trembling with anticipation, he watches my every move like a hawk and gasps as I reach for my belt. The quiet swoosh of the leather slipping through the loops of my pants ends with a loud crack when I fold the belt and snap it against my palm.
“Shit.” Tey shudders, his thigh muscles straining from his kneeling position.
I don’t say anything as I grasp his forearms, running my thumb back and forth over the blue veins running down tohis hands. Without looking away from his gaze, I wrap the leather belt around his thick wrists and tighten until I’m pleased enough that he can’t escape. Seeing him kneeling at my feet, his blue eyes looking up at me as if I’m someone he wants to worship and pray to, makes my whole body and mind less scattered.
This is my happy place. Right here. Being in charge and yet knowing that I can trust him to tell me to stop if I lose control. He grounds me.
“I’m your god, Tey. The name you're going to chant over and over again. But before I hear you shouting my name, I want you to be a good boy and open your mouth fucking wide so the only thing I hear is the wet gurgle of you choking on my cock as I fuck your throat.”
“Oh god,” he rasps out, his crystal blue eyes widening as he watches me pull my hard cock out of my pants, fisting myself and slowly stroking up and down until pre cum is leaking out of my tip to coat my fingers.
“Part those pretty lips, now,” I demand, groaning as he opens his mouth and sticks his long tongue out, licking up a drop of pre cum before it slides down my length. “Good boy. Keep going. Don’t let any go to waste.”
Eagerly, he leans forward farther and licks up the curve of my cock from base to tip until he is lapping at all the wet, sticky cream dripping out with hungry noises escaping his throat. My cock throbs, pulsing and leaking at the tip that it almost feels like small aftershocks of an orgasm.
“Suck,” I command, my voice deepening as pleasure tingles down my spine from watching him suck me into his wide mouth and hollowing his cheeks. “Oh, fuck.”
He winks at me, his gaze not leaving mine as he loosens his jaw more, and I watch my cock start to disappear into hismouth. He wants me to lose control, winking at me with a knowing look.
Fucking brat. I’m going to beat his ass red for thinking he’s the one in charge here.
Without warning, I thrust my hips forward and feel my cock slide deeper into his mouth until the tip of my cock is down his throat. He chokes. Eyes wide and watering, he breathes heavily as I reach out and fist locks of his blonde hair to hold him still. Counting to five silently, I watch as drool slips down his chin, and he gurgles when I push in more until his nose is grazing my public bone. I release him after counting, let him draw in a deep breath, and pull him by his hair as I slide my hard, thick cock back inside his mouth. I look into his eyes as I fuck his mouth at a slow but rough pace, enjoying every wet, choked noise trying to escape his mouth around my cock.
“You're doing so good, love. I love fucking your throat and feeling you try to swallow around me.” My head tips back in pleasure, keeping up the steady pace of leisurely moving in and out of his mouth.
I snap my head back down to look at him when he groans deeply, pausing for a second to feel him swallow before sliding out of his mouth. His chest heaves and tears trail down his cheekbones as saliva strings from my cock to his mouth.
“So pretty,” I whisper, releasing my grip on his hair, stroking my fingers over his tears, and bringing them to my mouth to have a taste.
I grunt, loving the taste of him on my tongue. His tears. Skin. Lush lips. Cum. Every part of him, I love, every single part.
“Please,” he pleads in a husky voice.
“Please, what? Too much for you, love?” I demand ananswer, wondering if I went too far with him and silently hating myself if I did.
“Let me make you feel good. I want your cum, Nicholas.”
Who am I to deny him when he begs so prettily?
“Ask nicely,” I command, feeling my pulse with every rough thud of my heart.
Does it make me a sick bastard that I want to fill his mouth until my cum is overflowing between his lips and dripping down his chest? I want to fucking coat him in my essence and smear it into his skin like his own personal lotion that smells of me.
“Use me. Fuck my mouth. Let me suck you off until you're shuddering and bruising my throat so I can’t speak for days. Please, Nicholas,” he asks roughly, his voice needy and his hot breath making me shiver as he leans closer to put me back in his mouth, but he waits for permission as he stares up at me unblinking.
