“Aren’t you a needy little slut,” he said, spitting in Kieran’s face.
Derek saw Kieran’s cock twitch as more precum leakedout. They’d had a lengthy discussion of how this scene was going to go. Kieran said he liked the element of surprise and not knowing what was coming. Derek could give him that, but they’d still needed to establish boundaries.
“Close your eyes,” said Derek.
Kieran complied with a big smile on his face. Derek picked up the silk blindfold and ran it across Kieran’s skin, watching all the goosebumps rise, his body shuddering with desire. He secured it in place and then couldn’t resist leaning down and taking his mouth in a kiss. He gripped Kieran’s chin hard and deepened the kiss, dominating his mouth with his tongue. The needy moans from Kieran were all he needed to keep going. He was so far gone for this boy. All those barriers he’d put up when they’d first reconnected were gone. When you had this connection with someone, you had to take a chance with your heart and pursue it. There was nothing worse than regretting something you didn’t do, rather than something you did.
Derek used his spare hand to pull on Kieran’s nipple piercings, which elicited more moans from him. Pulling away from the kiss, he asked Kieran to keep his mouth open and spat on his tongue. His whole body vibrated. Kieran had a big spit kink, and Derek had plans to explore that more later. For now, he needed to get his cock in that warm mouth.
“Keep your mouth open, boy.”
Derek was still fully dressed, so he just opened his zipper, which made it a challenge to wrestle his rock-hard cock out. Kieran had asked for Derek to stay fully dressed during their scene, and Derek would give him anything he asked for. He might be the dom, but Kieran submitting to him like this meant everything to Derek, and he’d do anything to fulfil this beautiful man’s fantasies.
He slapped his cock on Kieran’s tongue, smearing the leaking head across his lips.
“Close your mouth around my cock, but no sucking. You’re just a throat for me to fuck. Do you hear me boy?”
“Yes, sir.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Papa.”
“What?” asked Derek, unable to stop himself snorting.
“I thought Papa was better than green. I like having a theme.”
“So, what have you changed amber to, and after the scene has already started?”
“Father.”
“And the safe word is still daddy?”
“Yes, sir,” he said with a cheeky smile.
He shoved his cock down Kieran’s throat without warning, causing him to gag. Derek knew he was okay, so he held Kieran’s head in place. His throat contracted around Derek’s cock, and he breathed quickly through his nose, spluttering with saliva running down his chin. It made Derek’s cock nice and wet. He pulled out, licked the spit off Kieran’s chin, and spat it back in his face.
“Remember who’s in charge here, boy. You ask permission to change words. Do it again, and you won’t be allowed to cum.”
“Yes, sir,” he said with a smirk.
“You know I can get all the pleasure I want from you without fucking you, don’t you?”
Kieran’s mouth opened, and he clamped it shut again. Derek had learnt over the past few weeks that the thing Kieran loved the most was being fucked. Threatening to take that off the table might make him more obedient. Unlikely, though, given it was clear he would try to test Derek to see what he could get away with. It was fun to see this more playful side of Kieran.
He teased Kieran’s mouth with his cock again, getting him to open but not suck for a few minutes as he fucked the wetwarmth, pushing himself to the back of Kieran’s throat and watching him splutter and try to comply by holding still and not sucking.
“Suck my cock, boy. Get me nice and wet.”
Kieran’s mouth clamped down on Derek’s cock, and he threw his head back in pleasure. Fuck! He knew how to suck cock better than anyone Derek had ever had. Kieran buzzed with happiness as he worked Derek’s shaft, still blindfolded with his hands locked behind his back. Derek was getting close, so he pulled out and watched Kieran lean forward, trying to get his cock back in his mouth.
“Stand up,” said Derek.
Kieran stood with no issues, and Derek manoeuvred him over to the bed. Derek positioned Kieran so he was on his stomach with two pillows under his groin, his arse at the perfect height for Derek to enjoy his favourite meal. He gripped Kieran’s hard and dripping cock and pulled it down, so it hung alongside the pillows and wasn’t flat. Kieran groaned in frustration, causing Derek to chuckle.
He heard Kieran mutter something under his breath, so he slapped him hard on one of his arse cheeks. He yelped, followed by a moan.
“What was that, boy?”
