Him, yes, and me, too.There was something addictive about it, dizzying to use his body so relentlessly, so selfishly.A freedom that took my arousal off its leash and dumped me squarely in the moment.No second-guessing what he might be thinking or wanting; no worrying about how I might look or whether I was doing the “right” thing.
Just the roar of pleasure surging through my body, that and the wet grunts Kai was making as I reamed him like a piston.It was squeezing the orgasm out of me in record time, but I didn’t care, couldn’t have delayed it even if I wanted to.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chanted through gritted teeth, nothing in my brain but the thought of the orgasm hurtling upon me.And then burying myself in him for that first, toe-curling burst, feeding it deep into his throat before pulling my hips back - my fist knotted in his hair - and letting the rest splash across his face.Thick clinging cords, heavy on his nose, his cheeks, his forehead.Kai’s open mouth desperate and needy.
“Oh fuck,” I gasped, suddenly feeling dizzy.My head spinning, as though I’d been holding my breath underwater and had only just broke through to the surface.Stared down at the mess I’d made of him - lips puffy and glistening, spit and cum dripping off his chin - as my load slowly sagged down his face.Kai’s eyes were closed, his chest heaving; gingerly I relaxed my grip in his hair.
I yelped when he leaned back in to me, slipping my half-hard cock into his mouth and lapping at the slick length of it.A maelstrom of overwhelming sensations, my body howling as he whipped the post-orgasm afterglow into a frenzy.I could feel his throat gulping as he swallowed me, seemingly intent on getting every last drop.
Stumbling, I took a step back, another step right after.Shaky legs threatening to dump me on my ass.Kai blinking at me now, his face still a sticky ruin, only the corners of his mouth were starting to creep up into a disbelieving smile.
“Holy crap,” he said, eventually.Voice a little hoarse.Coughed, and then chuckled.“Who the fuck was that, and what did he do with Tate?”
I grimaced, instantly apologetic.“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to get...carried away.”
Kai shook his head, still grinning.“Fuck no, that was so fucking hot I almost creamed without touching myself,” he told me.The thick ridge of his cock was pushing against the gray sweats, obscenely visible.A dark spot marked the place where he’d been leaking precum.
“Even so...”I started, my voice trailing off.
He ran his hand across his bulge, almost absent-mindedly.Face still dripping.“I told you, I like it when you take control.”
It wasn’t like I was even really into sub/dom stuff.It had never really registered on my list of kinks before, anyway.But seeing Kai sat on the edge of the bed, slowly kneading his erection through his sweats with my load smeared across his face, was opening valves in me I didn’t know were there to begin with.
“Do you want to cum?”I asked him.
He looked up at me with eager eyes, nodded.
I frowned.“I need to hear you say it.”
His lips parted, and for a moment I thought he was going to laugh.Felt like I could be on the precipice of that myself, the situation bordering on the absurd and threatening to topple headlong into it.But he didn’t laugh.
“I really want to cum...please,” he murmured.Kai’s hand was frozen now, fingers still wrapped around his length through the fabric, but no longer stroking.
Waiting, I realized, for me to give him permission.
“Get undressed,” I told him.
T-shirt and hoodie first, pushed off in short order.His chest, the long smooth expanse of his muscled stomach, always enough to get me chewing my lip.Then lifting his hips so that he could shove off his sweatpants, taking his briefs down with them.Thirty seconds at most, and then he was leaning back on his elbows in front of me, cock throbbing in his lap, completely bare to my gaze.
“Fuck,” I muttered, mesmerized.“Jerk off for me.”
Kai reached down to grab his cock, then paused halfway.Raised his hand to his face and rubbed it across his cheek, down over his mouth; smearing the messy mixture of cum and spit across his palm.As I stared, holding my breath, he wrapped his fingers around his erection and started smoothly stroking.
“Spread your legs wider,” I told him, and he obeyed.Thighs gaping, a living breathing slab of X-rated art come to life on the bed in front of me.Never breaking eye-contact, the corner of one lip caught between his teeth as he fisted his shaft.The sight of it enough to get my dick twitching again.
He licked his lips, and I could imagine the taste of me strong across his tongue.
“Shit, you look so good with my load on your face,” I told him, seeing his arm speed up in response.“Show me that hole.”
Kai raised his legs, leaning back on the bed so that I could see his ass splayed open.Tight entrance between muscled cheeks.Part of me wanted to reach over and touch him, to slip my fingers inside, or maybe even my tongue.Only that feeling that it could all suddenly shatter, like some precarious illusion, stopped me.
“Finger your ass while you jerk off for me.”Then watched, unable to look away and never wanting to anyway, as he licked his fingers and brought them down between his legs.Gently circling the tips of them, his flesh dimpling with the pressure, before - a soft hiss from between clenched teeth - he pushed inside.
He paused, then, chewing on his lip.
“Don’t make me tell you again,” I told him, my voice hard.
He pushed, hips lifting as the full length of his finger slid home.Then just the briefest of moments before he dragged it out, only the very tip still caught by the ring of muscle, before grinding it back inside again.Settling into a shaky rhythm matched by his fist on his cock.
