Jesus Christ. I could come just from this.
“I’ve been hard as fuck all morning at work, thinking about you covered in my cum while wearing that hot dress at the fundraiser.” I’m sliding my cock between his ass cheeks, brushing his gaping hole. The sight, the feel, the sound of it is turning me feral.
“Oh, fuck, please tell me it's not a dream,” he suddenly moans.
“Not a fucking dream. My cock filling you is as real as you drooling for it,” I growl. I push my hips back and glide right in. His pucker is convulsing, like it is pleading to swallow more, and I give it to him. All of it, with a hard, forceful thrust. His cry is filled with pleasure, and it goes on as I grind my hips against him, stretching his walls, getting a little deeper.
“Damn right. Squeeze the only cock you’ll ever get up your ass from now on.” I place one hand on the headboard, and with the other, I grab his hair and pull his head up toward the ceiling as I give him a harder thrust.
Nothing, nothing in the world has ever felt so fucking good. And I have all night to savor it; I’ll fuck him for hours. Even better, I’ll see how many orgasm I can tear out of him during those hours.
“Gabe! Oh fuck, oh fuck. You’re inside me,” he suddenly breaths as I keep railing his ass. “Not dreaming. Yes. Oh God.” His face has slightly turned toward me, there’s not much room for movement in this position with me keeping him pinned.
“Bez.”
“W-what?” He whimpers as I suddenly stop, holding him impaled on my dick.
“Call me Bez,” I order him, pushing even deeper inside. “Say it!”
“Will you bloody fuck me if I do?” my combative Little Wasp hisses angrily, making me grunt with pleasure.
“Abso-fucking-lutely,” I growl, spitting on his hole as I pull back, dragging my dick along his walls.
“Bez.” My name on his lips, and I’m assaulted by a primal impulse. I tighten my grip on the headboard for support before thrusting rough and merciless. My hips piston back and forth, gaining speed until I’m rutting into him, taking him like an animal, only intent on branding him inside.
I mutter, “Did you miss my cock? The way you’re strangling it is answer enough.” My grunts echo his slutty-as-fuck moans, and the slapping of my balls on his perfect, peachy ass. I spank ithard, grabbing the reddened flesh, feeling the warm skin under my palm.
“You’ll never keep me away from this tight ass again.” Another smack.
“Fuck, never! Love your dick! So bloody long. I want it to reach my throat,” he screams, following the vicious movements of my hips. Every motion of his lithe body drives me harder, deeper.
“This is your master cock. You’ll worship it every fucking day!” I growl mindlessly. I don’t want this to end. But it’s too incredible.
I want to live inside his hole, slowly get hard in it, feeling his walls making space for my plumping dick as it grows until, until they are stretched to the maximum, holding me inside him, massaging my length as pre-cum drips out, milking it as I shoot a load deep, so deep it will become part of him.
I am going to cum so damn hard.
Fill him, Gabe says.
Oh, I will. His hole will be so fucking full, it’ll overflow.
My Little Wasp moans my name loudly, jerking underneath me and clenching around my cock so tightly, it almost hurts. Bliss bolts straight through me from my nuts up to my dick. Grabbing hold of his hip to keep us from separating, I release half of my load inside him. “Christ, you’re sucking it out of my dick.” And as my body is still rippling with pleasure I pull out, and with a groan I keep shooting on his back and taint. Jesus Christ!
I look at that ass covered in my cum.
“Mine,” I tell him as I drag my cock over his cum-filled, stretched hole, spreading more jizz around while aftershocks still rackhis body. His orgasm keeps going for a while, and I feel pretty fucking good about it.
I let my body fall on the sheets, on my side. He looks like a sexy mess. Sweat covering his skin and the collar of the jacket, lips red-bitten, and chest heaving.
“Mouth,” I demand, pushing some curls away from his face. He turns his head toward me. Eyes filled with a daze and echoes of pleasure. He clumsily leans toward me but not enough, looking too exhausted. I have to grab his nape and pull him the remaining distance.
He opens those slutty lips, taking the slow and possessive assault of my tongue meekly. The kiss is long and dirty as I suck on his mouth and lick every inner part until he surrenders everything to me.
I push back, letting Gabe take over.
All yours,Bez tells me.I’ll fuck him until morning next time.
Strange. You always keep your dirty word,I remind him. He simply replies with a sniff.
