He hadn’t said it in words, but the look in his eyes said it all. He wanted me. His legs were spread, and I was kneeling between them, both of us breathing like we’d just finished a 5K in record time. All it would take is one swift plunge, and I would have everything I wanted. Jason on my cock, writhing beneath me, wrapping his legs around my waist, begging me for more.
I leaned over and found the box of condoms and the lube bottle I’d brought from home and secretly stashed in a basket beside the fireplace before we’d gone to the dock. Jason smiled sweetly as I removed a condom from the pack, but I could see the fear in his eyes. This was the moment he’d been saving for someone special. Could I really be that guy?
I hovered over him and rubbed the head of my cock against his, giving him the kind of mind-blowing pleasure he’d given me just before we’d covered each other in cum on my bed.
He moaned. “I love that magnificent cock of yours.”
I grinned. God, I could never get enough of him worshiping my cock. “You want to feel it inside you?” I asked. “Stretching your hole until you can’t see straight?”
“Yes,” he gasped.
I bent to kiss him, watching his eyes all the way down until I was teasing him relentlessly with my tongue. Jason may not have ever had a man inside him, but damn if he couldn’t kiss like a pro. I wondered how many nights he’d spent making out with guys, driving them to the point of madness and then refusing to give them that ultimate prize. It filled me with a sense of pride unlike any I’d ever known to realize that I was the one he’d chosen. Out of all the men he’d ever met, I was the one who got to claim his body.
I was so nervous I was shaking.
“You okay?” he asked, and I barely restrained a laugh. Jason was the virgin here, and even knowing he was probably about to have my rather large cock shoved into his tiny little hole, he was asking me if I was okay. Could he possibly get any more adorable?
“I’m fine, babe.” I peppered kisses along his jaw and tried not to acknowledge the fact that I’d just used the B word on him. Jesus Christ, where was my mind?
I could tell from the way Jason’s soft caresses along my back faltered that he had heard it, too. But then he was caressing again, harder now, his fingertips beginning to press into my skin as the moment of truth drew closer. I licked and sucked along his collarbone, making his fingers dig in to the point of pain. I moaned out my extreme pleasure and bit into the soft flesh between his neck and shoulder.
“Oh, God, Mark.” His cock surged between us, jumping against my belly and leaving a smear of pre-cum that instantly began to cool.
“You like that?” I asked in a husky voice before biting into the other side.
His cry was pure ecstasy, and this time his entire body bucked against me. I chuckled and moved down his body, taking one of his nipples into my mouth. He shuddered and rocked, and my cock slipped down between his legs. I couldn’t help it. I pushed the head gently against his hole, and his legs instantly wound around my back and drew me closer.
Jesus Christ, he was going to pull me in if I wasn’t careful.
I leaned up and showed him the condom with a wicked grin on my face. He nodded eagerly, and his legs fell to the side to give me more room to move.
I bent low and took the head of his cock into my mouth. He cried out and pushed up into me, mindless now with the new sensation. I relaxed my mouth and allowed the saliva to flow, coating his delicious cock and getting it good and slippery. I let him fuck my mouth for a minute, loving the feel of it slamming into the back of my throat.
“So good,” Jason whispered.
Then, when I could tell he was fully hard and ready for some real action, I slid the condom into his hand. “Put this on yourself.”
His eyes flew open, full of questions. “What?”
“I want you to take me first,” I told him, my voice quivering slightly with nerves. “Ever since you told me about Tanner Fox last night, how he wanted you on his lap, all I can think about is riding your cock. I’m obsessed with it, J.” I bent to place a kiss on his lips and whispered, “Please fuck me.”
Jason’s mouth tightened into a line, and he set the condom aside on the blanket. I opened my mouth to protest, to humble myself yet again and beg for what I wanted. But then his warm hands were wrapped around my biceps, and he was rolling me beneath him.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked, licking along the seam of my lips and dropping a sweet kiss there in the wake of his tongue.
I blinked up at him and let out a shaky breath. There was a clenching deep in my belly—a mixture of anticipation and helplessness that somehow made my dick even harder. Jason was the one in charge now. Jason was going to fuck me.
“Mark?” He ran the pad of his thumb over my cheek and searched my eyes with his. “I need to know you’re sure.”
I swallowed audibly. “I’ve never done this. But yes, I’m sure.”
The thought of taking a cock in my ass had never appealed to me before. Not until I met Jason. Now, in this heated moment, it was all I wanted. If Jason was going to let me pop his cherry, then I was damn sure going to let him pop mine, too. And I wanted to go first. To let him know that he could trust me. That I was just as willing to give as to take.
Jason smoothed his palm down my torso and encircled my stiff erection with sure fingers. “Well, your cock definitely seems to be on board with the plan. Let’s see how your ass feels about it.”
He kept his eyes on mine as his hand ventured lower, fingertips grazing my balls and making them tighten. Then his finger dragged over my taint and found the puckered entrance of my hole. He pressed just hard enough to set my nerve endings alight. I gasped, drawing my knees up reflexively, opening myself up to his touch
“Jesus, J. That feels—” There were no words to describe it. The few times I’d slipped a finger inside myself, it had stung like crazy and had felt…wrong. Uncomfortable. But the sensation of Jason’s finger gently teasing me had set a fire burning low in my groin, and all I could think was more, more, more.
Jason raised his eyebrows, a silent question to which I responded with a whispered, “Yes.”
He sat back on his heels, looking down at me all splayed open for him, and his eyes were warm. The fear I’d felt was rapidly draining from me, and all that was left was the anticipation and the feeling that I was safe with Jason. That he would take care of me.
“Get on your knees,” he said, and I whimpered at the edge of command in his voice.
This was a different Jason, but then I was different tonight, too. Our roles were reversed, and it was startling to realize how easily we’d slipped into the new dynamic. He was so good at taking charge, and God help me, I wanted him to. I wanted to let go of the control I kept in a death grip all the time and to let someone else take the reins for a change.
Not just someone, a voice whispered in my head. Jason. He’s the only one who can do it.
I scrambled eagerly up, and as soon as I was on my knees, Jason was kneading my bare ass cheeks with his strong fingers. As many times as I’d had a man’s hands on my ass, it had never felt like this. I’d never felt so stripped bare. So open to another person. It was terrifying and glorious and so damn hot my cock ached.
And then I cried out as something wet and wonderful touched my hole. His tongue. Jason’s fucking tongue was on my most private place, and it was slick and hot and—”Oh, God! J, I can’t—”
“Can’t what?” he panted, voice breathless and tinged with profound lust. He slipped the tip of his tongue just inside my entrance and wiggled it around.
“Can’t take it,” I gasped. “Don’t stop.” I wasn’t making any sense. I knew that, and I didn’t care, just as long as he didn’t stop what he was doing to me.
There was a gust of breath and a tantalizing vibration as he chuckled against me, but he didn’t stop. He worked his tongue more firmly into me, and tendrils of heat like warm lightning shot through my entire body, beginning at the center o
f my hole and ending in my fingertips, my toes, my painfully hard dick. Then Jason began to alternate his prodding with sloppy wet kisses. A stab of the tip of his tongue followed by a kiss. Stab, kiss, stab, kiss, over and over until I was crying and my arms and legs were shaking. And those sounds he was making. Little sucks and grunts that had me so turned on I thought my ever-tightening balls would implode. It seemed to go on forever, and yet I didn’t want it to end.
Flames licked along my hole and up my rock-hard shaft, urging me to come. To spill. To shoot all over the pristine white blanket. I was rocking shamelessly back on his tongue, my eyes squeezed shut as I mindlessly chased that release.
“Mark?” Jason’s voice reached me through the echoes of my own shameless groans, and I realized he had stopped what he was doing. I looked back over my shoulder to find him grinning at me.
“What?” I demanded, my voice like gravel from all of the panting I’d been doing.
“Nothing,” he said, that same sly grin on his face. “I just didn’t expect you to be that into ass play.”
Into it? That was an understatement. I’d been in another realm of existence. Completely out of control.
I felt a blush starting and cleared my throat. “I’m beginning to think I’ve missed out on a few things.”
Jason sat back again and grabbed the lube bottle. The snap of the cap opening sent a shiver through me. This was it. I was about to get fucked.
“The pleasure is in the buildup,” Jason said. “Or at least I think so. Most guys are just focused on fucking. Or getting off as fast as they can.” He shrugged. “Then again, I’ve never fucked, so what do I know?”
I coaxed my languid brain into gear and tried to form a coherent response. “You know everything. You’re a wizard.”
“A wizard, huh?” Jason asked with a chuckle. He pressed a lubed finger to my entrance and slid right inside.
“Ass wizard,” I said, the words giving way to a moan as he sawed that slick finger slowly in and out of me. When he added a second finger, I cried out. “Are you planning to fuck me with your cock, or are you just going to take me apart like this?”
“I’m taking it slow,” he said, twisting his fingers wickedly inside me. “Getting you stretched and comfortable, because when I start fucking you, I’m not going to stop until I’ve spilled every last drop into your tight little hole.”
I felt myself blushing. “Good lord, J. Where’d you learn to talk like that?”
“My fantasies. And porn, of course.”
“Well, don’t stop doing it.”
He gave an evil grin. “Don’t worry about it, babe. By the time I’m finished, you won’t even be able to understand the English language.”
“I think I’m almost there,” I admitted.
“We’ll see.” He leaned in and bit my ass cheek hard enough to make me yelp. Then he ran a hand up my trembling side and pressed his erection lengthwise into the crack of my ass. “Feel how hard I am for you?”
“Yes,” I groaned. “Want it inside me. Please.”
“Mmmm… I like you like this. So eager.” He lay down on his back, looking delicious against the fluffy white blanket, his cock jutting obscenely up from his body. He grabbed the condom and rolled it on, slathered it generously with lube, then folded his arms behind his head and bit his bottom lip. “Climb on, cowboy.”
I knee-walked over to him, straddled his trim hips, and stared down at him. I’d thought I was the only one out of control, but now that he was laid out beneath me I noticed for the first time that he was literally vibrating with desire and anticipation. His skin was alive with tremors as he watched me prepare to impale myself on him.
His voice was rough when he said, “Sit on it, babe. Fuck yourself on my cock.”
Holy hell, he’d used the B word, too. That coupled with the fact that he was ordering me around like a porn star had me stupid with lust. I lowered myself a fraction, feeling the head of his cock pushing against my entrance for the first time, and shuddered.
“I’ve never been so turned on in my life,” I said.
“Sit your sweet ass down, then.” He punched his hips up off the floor so hard his wet tip slipped inside.
“Oh, God, Jason.” I hissed at the burn and squeezed my eyes shut. Then I was lowering my body onto his, feeling his cock invade me like a thick steel rod. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned. “Fuck fuck fuck.”
I slid the rest of the way down until I was completely impaled on him, and my ass cheeks were resting lightly on the tops of his thighs. When I chanced a glance up at Jason, his face was contorted in ecstasy.
“Never. Felt. Anything. So good.” He gripped my hips in his strong hands and bit his lower lip as his blue eyes locked onto mine. “Your ass squeezing me is like heaven, Mark. I— I don’t think I can last long.”
I swallowed and gave a quick nod. “I’ve been about to blow since you started licking my ass, so…”
He smiled and rocked his hips, pulling slightly out of me and pushing back in to the hilt. Then he did it again, slowly. Drawing out the pleasure. And then over and over, only now he was pulling nearly all the way out before burying himself fully again. He was so thick inside me, and I could feel the ridge of his cock head every time it hit the ring of muscle at my entrance and threatened to pop free.
“Good?” he asked in a strained voice.
“Yes. God. Good.” I was speaking in monosyllables now.
I raised slightly higher onto my knees to give him better access, and he started fucking in earnest, slamming in and out of me with a force that was both painful and intensely pleasurable. Each thrust was punctuated with a low grunt from Jason and something closer to a hiccup from me.
Sweat dripped from my hair and splattered on his gorgeous abs, and I realized I was slick with it. So was Jason, and I didn’t think he’d ever looked more beautiful, or so alive. I was more determined than ever to be the only one who ever got to see him this way.
I used my knees to lift and lower my body, working opposite to Jason’s frantic thrusts until my heavy cock was slapping loudly against the taut, damp skin of our bellies. I’d never experienced anything like what we were doing. Never been so utterly lost to desire. I thought I might want to become a cowboy for real and ride Jason’s hot cock every day of my life.
The sensations shooting through my ass were out of this world, and the way my cock was bouncing, I thought I might come just from that. It was so erotic being out of control.
Jason was going crazy under me, too. It was as if he were suddenly possessed, the way he drove up into me. Every time I moaned, he punched in deeper and made me moan even louder. God, we were going to kill each other.
“Scream for me,” he said through panting breaths. “You like me using your body like this, don’t you?”
“Yes. God. Yessss.” The words fell from my mouth in time with his brutal thrusts.
“You’re my bitch tonight, aren’t you? You like being my bitch.”
I don’t know what possessed him to use those words, and God help me I don’t know why they affected me so much, but just the thought of being Jason’s bitch had me ready to blow. He was pushing every button I didn’t know I had.
I reached up and started jerking my cock like a madman, all the while bouncing on Jason’s beautiful dick, and then I was spewing cum all over him and me both. Thick white ropes of semen painted his chest, my abs, the underside of his chin. One powerful spurt blasted past his head.
Jason tensed under me and pounded up so hard that he lifted me off the floor, and I had to brace my hands on his sweat-slicked chest to keep from toppling onto him. Then he was coming inside my ass. I could feel his cock jerking inside me and the heat of his spunk as it filled the condom. He let out a tortured groan as he emptied the last of his seed, and then after a long moment with his leg muscles locked up, he lowered his hips to the floor and me along with them.
“Fuck!” he yelled and then let out a giddy laugh.
I rolled off of him and sank
heavily to the floor, boneless and out of breath. “Fuck is right,” I said. “I’ve never—”
“Never what?” he asked when I didn’t continue.
“I don’t know. I can’t think straight right now. I just know I’ve never. That’s all. Never before you.”
Jason raised up onto an elbow and looked at me with an amused expression. “You’re not making a whole lot of sense right now.”
“No shit. Apparently, you made good on your threat and fucked the English language right out of me.”
He gave another of those giddy laughs and went to dispose of the condom in the bathroom down the hall. As I lay there coming down from my post-coital high, I was struck by an embarrassment so profound it took my breath away. Because as the endorphins receded, I began to remember what had been said and how I’d behaved.
You like being my bitch.
Just the thought of those words turned me on again. It started as a little twinge in my belly, and soon my cock was twitching again. But that wasn’t okay, was it? Why on earth would something like being called Jason’s bitch—
Mmmm there was that twinge again. I couldn’t even think the word without getting all worked up. I pictured myself riding Jason, remembering how out of control I was and how glorious it had felt. Jesus, I was in trouble if that’s what did it for me.
Jason came back from the bathroom looking satisfied as hell, strutting by in all of his naked glory and dropping onto the blanket beside me. I turned onto my side, facing away from him, and he pressed up against me from behind. His soft cock notched up into the crack of my ass, and he rocked playfully into me.
“Loved fucking you,” he said before planting a series of suctioned open-mouthed kisses from the top of my neck down to the middle of my shoulder blades.
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