“Maybe I’ll have to make you go outside and cut your own switch one of these days. Those usually make dirty little sluts move faster. They remember how much it stings on the back of their thighs.
Jaime wouldn’t do that. Would he? Aleric tried to make it hastier, and he settled between Jaime’s knees with his head ducked. “I’ll be good.” Not that he’d actually mind trying out a switch on the back of his thighs. The humiliation of being made to fetch his own would make it better.
Jaime cupped both sides of his face. “We’ll see. Do your job.”
Aleric had to keep up a steady pace as he sucked and took Jaime down his throat on his own. Even though his ass was nearly a stream, and he was about to beg for Jaime to simply pick him up, impale him on his dick, and fuck him senseless, he didn’t slack off. The act of pleasuring another with his mouth was enjoyable and not a task he did only to keep things even or so Jaime could simply get off.
It was a total submission, and he loved making the other feel good, the feel of a thick shaft in his mouth, Jaime’s quickening breath, and holding back on his pleasure.
His cock leaked when Jaime took his head and forced it down.
“Look at me.” Aleric immediately obeyed and didn’t stop. Jaime must have been having trouble holding back since he appeared strained as he leaned back a little. The blanket was wrinkled from him grabbing it. “You’re a good little cock-sucking slut, aren’t you?”
Aleric could only moan since he wasn’t supposed to take his mouth off Jaime unless told. His hair was snatched a moment later to pull him off.
“Tell me what you are.” Jaime wrapped his other hand around his shaft to jerk himself while holding Aleric’s head in place.
“I'm a little cock-sucking slut.”
“That’s not quite what I said. Aren’t you mine?”
“Yes.” His desperation was making it hard to focus. “I’m your good little cock-sucking slut.”
“Stick your tongue out. I know you want to taste it, whore.”
The first hot rope nearly hit Aleric in the eye, and he had to close them as he kept his tongue out. The next streaked across his face, and he tasted salt that time since a little made it into his mouth. Jaime groaned. More cum landed on Aleric’s face, and he was pretty sure some had gotten in his hair.
“Fuck.” Jaime rubbed the head across Aleric’s tongue, smearing more salty fluid. Some dribbled down his cheek. “Swallow what you’ve got.”
Aleric swallowed, and when the head prodded his lips, he gently sucked to get the last drops.
“You really do look like a filthy whore.” Jaime released his head. “You’re a good boy. Relax your arms.”
Aleric didn’t dare open his eyes since Jaime had coated his face well, and he could feel it all over. He was pretty sure Jaime was simply watching him, dirty, disheveled, and kneeling like a pleasure slave awaiting his next order.
“Get up on the bed.” Jaime helped him to do so. “Show me your asshole.”
Aleric set his knees wide. Head down and ass up was a pretty basic position. The back of his balls was wet, and more slick leaked out as he exposed himself. Jaime made an appreciative noise while rubbing his thighs.
“Please,” Aleric whimpered, figuring it was a good time to beg. Logically, he knew he wouldn’t, but if he had to wait too much longer, he was sure he’d be acting like he had during heat fever and damn near rabid.
Jaime stroked his hole, and Aleric’s breath caught. “You are a good boy, so I should reward you.”
Aleric grunted at the pressure on his asshole. “Please call me a good boy again.”
“You’re a very good boy. You did everything I said, and you make a pretty slut with my cum all over your face. Hold still. I can’t wait to taste all of the slick you’re making.”
Jaime grasped his hips, and the cover blanket under him rustled as he moved. Aleric flinched slightly at the unexpected puff of air across his soaked hole.
“Are you okay?” Jaime asked.
“I’m fine.”
“You flinched.”
“You breathed on me, and I wasn’t expecting it.”
“I’m just making sure.”
