“Yesss,” he purrs, tilting his head back onto my shoulder.
“You ready?” I murmur into his ear, grabbing the toy as I pour some lube inside of it and spread it around with my fingers.
It’s a pocket pussy of sorts, but it has the anatomy of a man, appearing as a tight, suctioned asshole. And now it’s dripping with lube as I line it up with the head of Landon’s dick, feeling him pulse against it.
Not waiting for his response, I sink it onto his thick length, slowly absorbing him until I have him buried to the hilt.
Landon moans, loud and long, as he grips my wrist with his hand, clenching the comforter with the other.
“Does it feel good, babydoll?” I coo, sliding it up and down until he starts to pant.
“Faster, Nate. Fuck, please.”
The teasing drag I’m giving him isn’t enough, and tonight, his wish is my command. I pump the toy faster, watching over his shoulder as his cock disappears repeatedly, red and pulsing with how angry with need he is.
“Oh, fuck,”Landon groans, his thighs beginning to tremble between mine.
And I can’t help it; I start rutting against his back, spreading my arousal all over his skin and fucking marking him.
“Have you missed it?” I ask. “Have you missed shoving your cock into something tight and wet? Are you a greedy boy, chasing every type of sensation?”
“Yes,” he grits out. “It’s good. So fucking good, Nate.”
My mind is reeling, my own body beginning to ignite in the face of his pleasure. His hips are jerking up, forcing himself even deeper into the toy and then grinding back against my dick.
It feels like heaven, just having him here in my arms. Knowing that I have all of him, ready and willing and at my command, makes me fuckinghot.
I kind of wish he’d fight me. That I could wrestle him and shove him against this mattress, forcing him to take the pleasure I deal. But his eagerness is sexy too, and the visual I’m getting is so stimulating that I might combust.
“Shit, Lanny,” I breathe out, gripping his throat and pulling him even tighter against me. “You lookso good.”
“Tell me I’m pretty,” he demands, his panting growing heavier with each thrust of the toy and my cock against his back. “Tell me you love me.”
“You’re my pretty baby, Landon,” I whisper into his ear. “I love you.”
Landon groans, long and filthy, and it breaks me. I’m an animal, this we both know, and I’m becoming a bit feral.
I pull the toy from his dick, ignoring his cries as I shove him forward and pull his hips up.
Shoving the toy under him, I say, “Grab it. Fuck it.”
Landon doesn’t hesitate. He snatches the toy up and sinks back into it with a loud mewl, just as I slide my shaft between his cheeks, and using my own arousal as lube, grind against his hole.
“Yes!”Landon screams, his body twitching as he chases a release I can tell is cresting.
His whole body is shaking, fucking into the toy with no remorse. He’s lost control; Landon is just as feral as I am.
We are two vicious, wild beasts, breeding and dominating the way wild animals do. And it’s intoxicating. It’s overwhelming, so fucking perfect that I can’t last. Not like this.
And the moment Landon cries out, his entire body tensing before me, I drag two fingers through the mess I’ve made against his skin and sink them into his tight hole, scissoring them enough to open him up. And then I come. I come right into him, without ever having breached him with my cock head.
Landon melts under the feeling of my hot release invading him, his ass pushing back to give me better access as I moan.
“Jesus. Look at you,” I praise. “So willing. So fucking slutty.”
He gives me a soft sigh, collapsing onto the mattress right as I finish shooting.
“That was good,” he mumbles, his eyes blinking hazily. “Can we skip showers and just sleep now?”
