Probably both.
And not having had many chances to explore a male lover, he was probably curious but nervous. I may have been so hard I hurt, but I would do my best to let my pet take his time. Even if I died of a heart attack first.
When he finally peeked up at me, his eyes were heated, but I could see the nerves showing. He leaned down and kissed the base of my dick through the panties. “Can I see what you look like?”
Nodding, because everything that wanted to come out of my mouth was either too dirty or too teasing for the serious moment, I lifted my hips so he could slide the panties down. When my erection was freed and the panties were just below my hips, he leaned in again, letting his lips press against me.
Then the exploration started again.
He was either a very tactile learner or was trying to make me nuts.
When I didn’t stop him, because with his mouth so close to my dick it didn’t even occur to me, honestly, his tongue started tracing up my length. Low moans rolled out of me and I didn’t try to hide how his touch affected me. I didn’t want there to be any confusion about how incredible his touch was.
He licked and nuzzled against me but never took me in his mouth. I knew how good it would feel, but my mind went back to everything he’d talked about and I knew there was a reason. Letting him go as far as he was comfortable with, I tried to relax and let him learn what pleased me, but staying passive was nearly impossible.
When I’d reached my tipping point, I brought my hand up to his face and cupped his cheek. “Come here, Pet.”
Reece gave my cock one last kiss, then started crawling up my body. His cock rubbed against mine, making us both moan and my entire body jerk as the sensation flooded through me. I reached down and gave his ass a light smack. He groaned, more pleasure than pain, and moved his hard length away from mine. “I’m sorry, Master.”
“I’m not sure you are, Pet.” Pulling him against me, I took his mouth in a long kiss. Letting my hands caress his back and down over his ass to nudge the plug, I deepened the kiss and the need grew. I could taste a little bit of the beer he’d drunk earlier, but it was mostly just Reece.
No cologne. No fancy sprays or odd scents to cover him up. I loved the clean taste and smell with nothing for him to hide behind. When I finally pulled away, I rolled us so I was braced over him, my body surrounding his and pressing him down into the bed as I eased the panties down my legs and tossed them carelessly to the end of the bed. “It’s my turn, Pet.”
Reece blinked up at me, desire flaring in his eyes. “Thank you, Master.” Then he stretched his neck up and gave me a tender kiss. “I’m glad this is with you, Houston.”
He was trying to break me.
“I am too.” One quick, almost innocent kiss later, and I was working my way down his body. Playing with his sensitive nipples, I licked and nibbled, loving the way he gasped and writhed under me. Tugging them with my teeth, I listened as he moaned and little cries escaped.
Soothing the tender skin with my tongue, I alternated between each one, leaving them beautifully red and wet. “I bet you would look so incredible in clamps, or even pierced, so I could tug on them and have all kinds of fun.”
He groaned, and I looked up to see wide eyes. Hmm, was it a new idea or something that he’d already been wanting? Either way, that expression was not a complete denial. Shelving the idea for the moment, I started making my way down his body.
When I finally reached his groin, I moved enough to spread his legs. Settling between them, I lay down and started giving him the same thorough exploration that he had me. Listening to the sounds and noises that escaped, I tried to memorize every little thing that turned him on and pushed him higher. I wouldn’t always let him come, but I wanted to be able to bring him right to the edge every time I touched him.
Running my tongue up his shaft, I sank my lips over his cock and let it slide deep into my mouth. Holding his hips, I swallowed down his hard, thick shaft, loving the way he moved and begged, even though he knew it wouldn’t change anything.
His cock was heavy and wide, just a little shorter than mine, but still long for his body. I couldn’t wait to have him naked and hard around the house. A cock ring around his erect length to keep him displayed for me would be the perfect way to spend a Saturday.
As the head of his cock nudged at the back of my throat, he started to beg. “Please, Master. I’m going to come. Please. I want you to be inside me first. Please.”
Rising off his dick, I gave it one last lick. “Next time, I’m going to wrap a cock ring around the base of your hard-on, and I’m going to have fun seeing how long I can make you last.”
He couldn’t seem to decide if that would be a reward or a punishment. His mouth kept opening but nothing came out. With a bit of a wicked grin, I gave him one last lick and moved his legs wider, pushing them up toward his chest so he was open to me.
It seemed to take Reece a moment to realize what I was going to do, because he just stared at me as I lowered my head once again. He let out a strangled moan as I licked around the base of the plug and nudged it with my mouth.
Lube was not my favorite thing, so I didn’t play as much as I wanted. But Reece was at the point where he’d come from too much more pleasure, so I didn’t feel bad. Rimming my boy and feeling the way his body would clench and squirm as I ate him out was high on my to-do list, though.
When I reached up and started to ease the plug from his body, he let out a ragged moan, and his body seemed to fight to keep the toy inside him. “My boy has a needy hole. Are you ready to feel me inside of you? Ready for me to fill you up?”
He was beautiful. Ragged breathing and blown pupils gave him an almost frantic look, but he lay there, spread open for me like he wanted me to take him completely apart, and he was ready to give me everything. He would fly so perfectly, but that would have to wait.
There was a little part of me that was keeping track of all the things I wanted to do to him and show him. A tiny part that teased and pointed out that it was only because I wanted to keep him, to make sure he knew I didn’t want to let him go.
His needy words were filled with desire. No hesitation. No fear. “Please, Master. Houston, please make love to me.”
There was no way to fight his sweet words.
