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“Christ you’ll never change, huh? Always going to be a cocky little punk.”
“Yourcocky little punk,” he corrects. “So what do you say, baby? You wanna lay back and let me take a ride on this thing?” He punctuates the question by grinding down on my length.
“Fuck, you know I do, babe.”
He gives me a beautiful smirk, his white teeth flashing behind those plump lips. Not wasting any time, his hand dips between his legs. He moans, eyes fluttering beautifully on his cheeks as he yanks the metal toy from his ass. Keeping heavy eye contact, he brings the bulb end of it to his lips. My cock throbs as he twirls his tongue around it. He leans forward, tracing my lips with it and then with his tongue.
Tossing the toy aside, Liam seals our lips together in the filthy kiss, hands already reaching for the only fabric separating us.
“You’re a dirty freak,” I groan. “You’ll lick anything, I swear.”
“Anything that makes you fucking leak for me,” he agrees. “You’re a dirty freak too, because you love it.”
“Damn right.” I can’t even lie.
Suddenly having lube at hand, he lathers my cock with it and applies more on himself. He sits up, making room for what he needs. The head of my dick meets his center, and he pauses. “Ready?”
Hardly able to form the word, I rasp, “Ready.”
He sinks down, sheathing himself with my entire cock in one go.
“Oh fuck!” I yell, hands fisting into the covers of our bed.
“Yeah,” he cheers. “All fucking in me. Every last inch stuffed into my asshole, and you didn’t have to move a muscle for it.”
Not even taking a breath to adjust, he lifts up and slams back down, ass slapping my thighs. He moans and begins to bounce like an expert in the act. His hips rock, roll, and circle. Liam works my dick like it’s his own personal toy to use however he likes. Watching his handsome face contort with pleasure as he rides me stirs the desire churning in my gut harder.
“Fuck,punk,” I groan. “That feels so good.”
“Does it?” His hands land on my chest, anchoring there so that he can change pace. He starts to twerk, swinging his ass up and down. “Does it feel like your birthday, baby? Does the gift your star player is giving you live up to your expectations, coach? Are you going to make sure I start in the next game because I’m doing this for you, huh? You gonna reward me with the only power you have over me?”
My eyes roll, and my toes curl. He’s done this before, this dirty talk about being my player, but it feels just as deviant every time that he does.
“Liam,” I whimper. “I don’t want it to end, I—”
“Come for me, coach,” he demands, pounding the fuck out of his hole for me. “I’ll give you my ass again today, I will. It’s your day, but right now, it’s my command. Fill my ass with your cum, baby. Splatter my fucking organs with it.”
Lost in his words and by the unbelievable way that he takes my cock over and over, my balls tingle and pull in. He clenches and I throb, both of us shooting our loads. His on my stomach, and mine straight into his tight channel.
“God,” I whine. “You own me, baby. That was incredible.”
He sighs happily, and leans down, giving me a passionate press of his lips. His dark locks brush my forehead as he carefully sits back up, lifting until we’re disconnected.
“Breakfast time, coach. Get your ass showered, and meet me downstairs in ten.”
I open my mouth to ask where he’s going with my cum leaking out of him, but he’s already shutting the bedroom door behind him and disappearing into the house. I chuckle, and get to the bathroom.
Freshly showered, I find a clean and dressed Liam plating up food in the kitchen. He gives me a big smile, and gestures to a barstool at the counter, telling me without words to have a seat. Orange juice is slid to me, followed by a full plate.
Pancakes smothered in strawberries served, Liam opens the drawer in front of him and pauses. Looking at me from across the counter, he grins. “Do you want your breakfast, or your second gift?”
“I have to choose?”
He nods, amused by this question. “What’ll it be, babe?”
~*~
Liam
