“Yes.” Desperation echoed through the word.
“How does my brat want to come? You’ve been very good for me. Does my boy want to be jerked off? Do you want my hands tugging on your hard dick, or do you want to feel my mouth again? Do you want to feel me—”
“Fuck me…” Moaning the words out, his hips started to make halting thrusts that he couldn’t seem to control. “Please.”
Giving his cock a rough jerk, I smiled at his desperate sound. “If that’s what my boy wants.” Focusing on the head of his dick, I continued. “Do you have condoms, Brat?”
I hadn’t gone over there with the intention of fucking him. Considering the fact that we hadn’t been able to hold a civil conversation, I hadn’t even imagined anything close to it. Watching Eli struggle to think and find the words, I knew I wouldn’t make that mistake again.
He finally looked toward the nightstand where I’d set the camera. Taking the hint, I reached over and opened the drawer.
Bingo.
Tossing a lube packet and condom on the bed, I reached down and unzipped my pants. The idea of fucking him while I was fully clothed wrapped its way around my brain and wouldn’t let go. Freeing my dick, I watched as Eli licked his lips and the little tremors started to work their way through him again.
My brat was stunning in his desperation.
“Are you ready, Brat? Do you remember your safewords?” The first sentence had him nodding, but the second made him moan. “I need the word, Brat. I need the word if you want to be fucked.”
“Please…yes…fuck…” Taking his mouth with mine to stop the rambling pleas, I loved the way his body sagged into me and the way the frantic need took on a softer tone…like every touch was filling something in him.
Pulling away, I started running my hands along his chest. “Next time I fuck you, I’m going to tie you down and explore every inch of you. I’m going to push you to the limit and have you begging for release so long, you’ll think you’ll never get to come.” Eli started breathing faster, and I could see his emotions start to churn at the idea of not getting to orgasm. “But not this time. Right now, I’m going to use my brat and fuck him so hard he won’t be able to think of anything but my cock deep inside him.”
Eli shook and whimpered but leaned into my touch. Moving him around like he was just there for my pleasure, I had his chest pressed to the bed and his ass in the air in seconds. He gasped out as the sudden movement surprised him, but then moaned as he realized what was going to come.
Taking the leash, I stretched it down his back. “Give me your hands, Brat.”
Eli made little needy sounds as he folded his arms behind his torso. Wrapping the end of the leather around his arms, I made it easy enough to get out of, but I knew from the way his breathing increased and his sexy moans that he loved the impression of being trapped.
If he would’ve been in the position long, I might have worried, but we were both too turned on to make it last. Oh, but next time, I was going to have so much fun torturing him with pleasure.
It took only seconds to get the condom on my hard cock and the lube at his tight opening. Breathy groans and whimpers were all he could make as I started slowly easing into him with one finger.
Eli’s body opened beautifully to me. He knew what he wanted, and he wasn’t going to let anything slow us down. In minutes, I had two fingers stretching him and then three as I pushed him higher toward the pleasure he was desperate for.
The restraint around his cock and his own innate stubbornness were the only things holding back his orgasm. When I finally pulled my fingers out of his smooth, readied hole, Eli started thrusting his ass back, fighting for more. Giving one cheek a smack that echoed in the room, I smiled as Eli whimpered and arched his ass up.
He was sorry for making me mad…but desperate for another smack…
Rubbing one hand over the red handprint that was blooming on his ass, I sighed in mock displeasure. “I’m going to lay you over my lap later and spank you for being naughty, but right now, I’m not going to stop my pleasure to discipline a bad boy.”
More confusion flowed off of Eli in waves as he couldn't decide if he was upset at himself for not following the rules, or excited over the spanking. My brat was going to love his spanking, but first, we both needed to come.
Wiping the last of the lube on the condom, I brought one hand up to hold onto his tied arms, and the other to grip one hip tightly, bracing him for what was to come. Lining my dick up to his stretched hole, I slid in deep in one thrust. Eli cried out in pleasure, and his body tightened around me as he fought the urge to move.
Without his arms to brace himself, he was left at my mercy, which only seemed to push his desire higher. Once he’d had a chance to adjust to the sensation of being filled, I started a punishing rhythm as I moved my hips back and forth, hitting his prostate with every deep thrust.
Pleas and whimpers and frantic noises tumbled out as I sent him flying. I wanted to keep it up forever, but despite how good he was being, he’d already been hard for ages, and his body could only take so much. I knew he was going to come soon, with or without permission, no matter how good he was trying to be.
As I let my own pleasure build, not bothering to fight the growing orgasm that threatened to crash over me, I told him how sexy he was, how perfectly he’d submitted, how beautiful the photos looked, and all the things I was going to do to him one day.
When he started to shake and I could feel his orgasm ready to explode through him, I released his hip and reached around to give his cock several rough jerks as he cried out desperate pleas for more. Freeing his length from the restraint, I gave his dick one last tug and growled out the word he was desperate to hear. “Come.”
His orgasm crashed through him, dragging mine along with it as the clenched muscles rippled around me. Lightning bolts of pleasure exploded as I fucked him faster and faster, chasing the pleasure and trying to send him even higher.
When he finally sagged down onto the bed and my softening cock slid out of his body, I carefully released his hands before dealing with the condom. When he was relaxed and as comfortable as I could manage at the moment, I leaned down and gave the back of his head a kiss. “Wait here and I’ll be right back.”
An almost drunken nod was all the response I got as I strode into the bathroom to dispose of the condom and clean up. Back in seconds with some tissues from the bathroom, I found an almost sleeping Eli trying to get his body to work enough to roll over.
