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Igo still. "What?"
"CanIplease touch myself?" he whispers shakily.
“Wow.”Inip his shoulder hard enough that he jumps. "DidIalready tame you?"
"No,Ijust–" he squirms his hips and gives a soft sob. "Please."
"Doit."
Mycock aches at the way he desperately shoves a hand down the front of his briefs.Wedon't have his vibrator, but something tells me that if he has no expectation of needing to come tonight, it might happen for him.Ican feel the spasm in his ass the second that he rubs his dick.Ihave plenty of lubrication, soIstart pumping my fingers in a deep, fucking rhythm.Heclaps his free hand over his mouth again, swallowing a desperate sound.Ilisten to his body under mine, the struggle and need, until he's fully surrendered.ThenIyank my fingers out and step back.Healmost falls over, his briefs pushed around his thighs, and looks over his shoulder at me with glazed, frustrated eyes.
"I'mnot tired yet."
"You'rekidding," he whispers, trying to get his breathing under control.Hischest is flushed, and there's lube dripping down the inside of his thigh.
"Youwant my cum in you?Youwant me to watch you try and hold it in?"
Hesqueezes his eyes shut, shivering. "Please,Beck."
"That'snot how you ask."Ipoint toward the gate. "Ifyou do a better job this time, maybe you can come too.Ormaybe not.Thirtyseconds."
Witha low groan, he pulls up his briefs and limps toward the gate.Whenhe finally gets the latch to work, he finds the strength to break into a run, leaving the gate open behind him.Ifollow and pause at the corner of the house, counting to thirty in my head asIwatch him stumble and weave down the middle of the road.Ican imagine the asphalt scraping at his bare feet, the need in his loosened asshole, his wet underwear clinging to him.Everymolecule in his body is tuned to me right now.He'sright–this is whatIneeded.
Aftertwenty-five seconds, he veers away and disappears behind some houses.Iwait until thirty, then start jogging easily after him.Overthe years,Ithink he'll get better at running and hiding.He'llmake me work harder.Butthere's something fun about this, how helplessly unable he is to get away.
Apparentlyhe veered off into a soccer field.There'sa playground on the far sideI'mguessing he wants to hide in.Buthe wasn’t fast enough.Halfwayacross the grass, he glances over his shoulder at me and starts sprinting all-out.Ididn't even know he could move that fast.Everyinstinct in my body washes over me in a tidal wave, culminating in a single word.Mine.ThenIlet myself go and run, not holding anything back.Thenight air smells sweet as it flows over my sweaty skin.
Hemight have at least made it to the parking lot, but he gets caught up on a waist-high metal fence running along the far side of the field.Thelatch on the gate sticks, and he scrabbles to get it open.Thenext second,I'mon top of him.Hetries to turn and shove me off, butIgrab a loose fistful of his hair and bend him forward over the fence until he's stuck with his ass in the air.Hereaches up and tangles his fingers with mine in his hair, gripping tight, but he doesn't try to pry them off.
Idrag his briefs all the way down this time, so he can feel my leg pressed between his as he listens to me unzip my jeans.Mycock softened some whenIwas running, but it hardens instantly under my fingers asIpull it out and rest it against the swell of his ass cheek.Hesquirms and whines asIslick my cock, and tries to touch himself again.Ipush his hand away. "No.Youfocus on me now."
Hispretty ass still looks open.Ishould check with my fingers, butIcan’t stop myself from slipping in the head of my flushed cock instead.Bentover the fence, he can't move or do anything but cry out.Hebites his fingers, trying to stay quiet asIshove my hips forward and settle myself all the way in.Isit there for a while and enjoy his body pulsing around me, like it's trying to push me out or pull me deeper.Itfeels so good.Sometimewhen we're watchingTVin bed,I'mgonna put him on my cock and leave him there all night.Becausehe’s not going anywhere.
Thewhole fence rattles asIstart fucking him for real, not thinking about his pleasure, just using his ass.Heyelps at each thrust, his voice thick with need, like there aren't houses all around us. "Someone'sgonna hear you and wake up,"Isay, thrusting harder. "Imaginelooking out your window and seeing this."
WhenIspeed up, he drags my hand out of his hair and down to his face.Aftera second,Irealize what he wants.Islide two fingers into his mouth, deep, pressed between his tongue and the roof of his mouth with his teeth scraping my knuckles.Thewet heat of his saliva trails along my fingers as he lets out muffled cries and his ass works my cock.
Somethingcollapses, startling me, andIrealize he's managed to unlatch the gate under his hip.Itswings open and he stumbles forward off my cock which juts up, slick and frustrated.
"Tiredyet?" he mocks in a slurred voice, trying to bolt.Buthe forgot about his briefs.Heonly makes it three steps before he trips and has to grab the hood of a parked sedan to keep from bashing his face. "Shit–"
Ithrow him face down against the black paint of the hood and shove myself back inside him before he can catch his breath.Thistime he just keens quietly, his voice jerking with each thrust and his fingers slipping against the car that doesn't belong to us.I'mso close, looking down at his naked back with his hair tumbling everywhere.ButIneed to see his eyes.Ineed to see their dark depths and their grounding promise that he'll never leave me.
Heyelps whenIpull out and toss him onto his back.NormalDallaswould be freaking out that we're smearing ourselves all over someone else’s property, but tonight he just watches me with glazed eyes asIgrip his ankles and spread his legs soIcan admire his body like we're the only two people in the world.
Bracingmy hands on either side of him,Islip back inside and fuck fast enough that the car suspension squeaks, his legs wrapped around my hips.Hetold me the pressure and being used feels good, even without a prostate, soIuse him as hard asIwant without touching his cock at all.Hehas to stuff his fist in his mouth again to shut himself up.Idon't have a free hand to muffle my own noises, soIjust have to bite down on the inside of my mouth untilItaste blood.Thatmakes me fly even higher.
Hemust be able to feel whenIcome, because both of us stiffen at the same time.Whiteheat rolls over me asIunload inside his willing hole.That’swhereIfind my peace.He’smine, andI’mhis.Thisman claims me just as viciously and single-mindedly and selfishly asIclaim him, he just does it in a quieter, more elegant way.
WhenIcome up out of the blinding, bright light, he's shaking and slick with sweat, staring at me with almost black eyes.Ipull out and look down.Hisabs are tensed as he clenches his ass around my cum. "Fuck,"Ibreathe. "You'reso good."Proppingone of his ankles on my shoulder,Itrail my finger down until it brushes his tensed hole, then tease it. "Howlong can you hold it?"
Hemoans wretchedly. "Don't."Alittle bit leaks out, and he struggles to tighten up more asIplay with him.
"Couldyou hold it if you came?"
"Shit," he whines, struggling a little. "No."
"Ithink you could.IfItold you to."
