Three More Wishes

by Sean Michael

  “Gonna open you up, moro.”

  The sweet little diminutive made Leo still, then push closer. He’d asked for this. “I’m sore, Sir.”

  “Too sore for riding?”

  “No.” He would want to know, if it was his boy. He always wanted to know exactly what his sub was feeling.

  “Thank you for telling me, moro.” David kissed him gently. “We’ll take it slow, stretch you good.” The care was…unnerving.

  David’s two fingers slid in and out, not stretching him wider, yet, just letting him get used to their width, to the sensation of two inside him. More lube got pushed in, too. He let his eyes close, let himself experience the touch.

  “So tight and hot, moro. So good.” David’s fingers began to stretch him gently.

  David let him rest his head on one shoulder. Leo almost missed it when a third finger pushed in, the stretching was so gradual, so careful. His breath huffed out of him, the groan slow, soft. David kissed the side of his head, fingers pushing in deep enough to nudge his gland.

  “Oh.” His eyes rolled. Fuck, yes.

  David chuckled softly, though it didn’t feel mocking. “Right there, huh?” David nudged that spot again.

  He nodded, swallowed hard. Right there.

  Over and over, David kept pressing Leo’s gland. An ache started building in him, twisting his gut, and he couldn’t hide his moan.

  “Mmm…yeah.” David kissed the side of his head again and stretched his fingers wider.

  His asshole tightened, squeezed.

  “Tight. Sweet. Can’t wait to be inside you again.”

  “I don’t do it often.”

  “Only for me.” There was something fierce in the way David said it.

  Leo opened his lips as those fingers stroked over his gland.

  “Gonna make you fly, moro.”

  “Fly…” His mouth opened wider, his body beginning to shake.

  “That’s right.” David’s fingers slid away.

  His body followed, wanting David’s touch.

  “Ready for me, moro?”

  “Please, Sir.”

  David pushed his hand between them, lubing up the thick cock. He reached down too, touching, teasing. David groaned, bucked into his touch. Leo’s hands knew more than most about pleasuring a cock, teasing one.

  David let him play for a bit, even though Leo could tell the man was getting closer. Then David’s hand stopped him. “Enough. Now you ride me.”

  He met David’s eyes, intending to argue, but the look was firm, hungry, and the hand on his waist moved him.

  David got him to where that thick cock pressed against his hole, the man’s eyes meeting his. He saw heat there, and the love David had spoken of, and need and, yes, challenge as well. He leaned in and took a hard kiss, even as he bore down and took that fat cock in. The burn got him, bone-deep, and he couldn’t help but shiver.

  David kept Leo’s lips occupied and ran both hands up and down along Leo’s back, the touching grounding him right there. He ended up resting on David’s thighs, his hole so full it ached.

  “Start riding when it eases.” David continued to touch him—his back, his hips, his chest, his abs.

  His body did finally ease, and he could take a breath, could begin the process of shifting on the hard cock. The moan David let loose when he began thrusting was very gratifying.

  “Sir.” He whispered the word into David’s lips, body sliding up and down that fat cock.

  “Yes, moro!” David moaned again, hands sliding around his hips. David didn’t move him, just held him, hands following his body.

  Oh, fuck, it was good. Deep. So thick.

  Over and over, he rose and fell, David’s cock sliding, caressing his insides. David was making the greatest noises, too, full and wanton. He loved gland play, and he never got it, never got the touches there. He was getting it now, in spades. Every time he sat down on David’s thick cock, it nudged him there.

  “More.” God, so good.

  David’s hands tightened on his hips, began to tug him down, adding David’s strength to the fucking.

  “Yes.” That fat cock moved along his insides, made him want to buck and scream.

  “God, Leo.” David pushed Leo’s head up off his shoulder and slammed their lips together. It was like a nuclear explosion, the way they met—lips and bodies and something more.

  David’s cock hit his gland again and again. “Please. Oh, fuck. Please.” He could come from this, just from this.

  “I’ve got you, moro. Not going to leave you hanging.” David’s hands clamped down, rocking them together, nudging his gland over and over.

  He could feel those fingers digging into his hips, leaving bruises. He couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. David kept thrusting, kept pushing, kept kissing. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Please. He wasn’t talking, but his mind was going a million miles an hour.

  Leo thought he was going to explode, then David broke their kisses to growl at him. “Leo. Come for me, moro.”

  He groaned, body tensing, balls drawing up. David slammed up hard. Spunk shot from Leo, his entire body on fire.

  “Yes! Yes!” David shouted, hips pushing up into him. He shuddered, the pleasure going on and on.

  David’s mouth met his again, opening up, tongue pushing in. He moaned, humming into David’s mouth. David’s hips were still moving, little jerks, and a moment later a soft sound filled his mouth as heat pushed up into him.

  Oh, God. So good. He panted, eyes closed, their kiss sloppy. Gasping breaths punctuated each kiss, David holding onto him. It was so good that Leo just let him.

  They sat there for a long time, sharing kisses, sharing breath. When David’s cock softened, slipped from him, a thick, hard plug took its place, making him jump and groan. Oh, that was smooth.

  “I think we should go for a walk on the beach, moro.”

  He arched one eyebrow. “Now?”

  “Yes. Now would be perfect. A pair of trunks each, so we don’t burn anything sensitive.” David patted his ass, jostling the plug inside him. It was big, heavy.

  There was no way he was walking like this.

  David patted his ass. “Come on. Let’s go.”

  He stood up, the plug shifting inside him, and his abs tightened.

  David patted them, fingers sliding on his muscles. “Beautiful.”

  “I’m not sure taking a walk’s in my future.”

  “That’s not your choice right now, moro. We are going to walk along the beach, hand in hand, and then we’re going to sit in the swing chair together and drink lemonade with ice.”

  “We are?” He grabbed a pair of loose, gauzy pants, blinking as David took them, replaced them with swim trunks. He slid them on.

  “We are.” David put on his own swimming trunks and held out a hand to him. “Come on.”

  His fingers twined with David’s and he followed the man out.

  ****

  David held Leo’s hand as they walked along the sand, the beach utterly beautiful. He felt good all through and happy that Leo had decided to continue with the fantasy. He brought Leo’s hand up to his mouth and kissed the man’s knuckles.

  Leo’s dark eyes flashed to his, a faint blush touching the tan cheeks. It was cute, really, the way Leo reacted to being…well, courted, wooed—that was what he was doing. He might not still be Leo’s Master when they left this place, but he wanted so very badly for them to be together.

  There was a core of gentleness in Leo, one that the man protected fiercely. David wanted to see that gentleness more often. He wanted it to belong to him and to no one else.

  They walked for a while, then David broke the silence. “It’s a beautiful setting, isn’t it?”

  “It is. It’s a different view of the ocean.”

  “It’s a different view of the worl
d.”

  Leo nodded. “I think it is.”

  David stopped them and leaned in to take a kiss. He could taste Leo’s surprise. It was heady. He slid his tongue into Leo’s mouth, keeping it slow and easy. For now. Leo’s hands slipped around his waist, fingers touching him, stroking his skin. He’d never expected Leo to be so tactile. It was exciting. The patterns drawn on his skin were arousing, a little maddening, the featherlight touch making him shiver.

  “Are you seducing me, Leo?”

  “I am. I’m good at it.”

  He grinned. “You are. I’ve always known you would be.” He’d watched Leo turn subs inside out, had wanted for years for that skill to be turned on him. For Leo to want him.

  Leo met his eyes. “I haven’t had a lover in a long time.”

  “Why not?” He was actually fiercely glad about that.

  “I’m not interested in dating a submissive.”

  “Good.” He gave Leo a wild grin. “I’m not a submissive.”

  “No? You sure?” There was a hint of discomfort in Leo’s voice.

  His eyes narrowed. “Quite. And so are you. What’s on your mind, moro?”

  “Nothing.”

  “I don’t believe that.”

  Leo shrugged casually.

  He bumped against Leo, their chests and middles rubbing. “Talk to me.”

  “I hated my training. Hated acting submissive.”

  “But you paid to come here and be submissive.” David found it fascinating—Leo was such a study in contradictions.

  “I came to learn.”

  “To learn what?” He would keep pushing until Leo opened up to him.

  “How to make the subs happier, better. To be a better Dom.”

  There weren’t many men who would do that, and it only added to David’s admiration. “You’re a good man, Leo.”

  Leo snorted. “I want to be the best that I can.”

  “And you give a shit. You can’t fool me.”

  Leo headed for the water, slowly. David watched for a moment, admiring the way Leo walked with a plug up his ass. He thought that Leo’s concern wasn’t that Leo hadn’t enjoyed being a sub before, but that he had gotten off on it this time.

  David caught up to Leo, letting his hand linger on the man’s ass. The heavy muscles jerked, rippled under his touch. “I love touching you.”

  “You are seducing me.”

  “Yeah, I am.” He hoped he was doing a good job of it.

  “I think I like it.” Leo leaned against him.

  “Good.” He rubbed their lips together, then licked, pushed his tongue inside.

  He let his hand slide down, gently shifted that heavy plug. As he did, he slid their fronts together, chests, bellies and cocks, then tapped the base of the plug.

  Leo pulled away. “Don’t.”

  He let one of his eyebrows go up. Leo’s eyebrows answered his. David laughed and slapped Leo’s ass. “Butthead.”

  “Don’t make me beat you.”

  “Nope. My job until Saturday. After that, we can negotiate.”

  Leo looked at him, searched his eyes. “I can live with that.”

  “Good. It’s a plan.”

  Leo nodded once, legs parting as David cupped the heavy balls. He loved that he was getting to do this, to touch Leo how he wanted. He moved his fingers back, bumped that hidden barbell. Hidden depths. And he wanted to explore them all.

  He leaned in to lick at Leo’s neck, the skin warmed by the sun. He felt Leo’s moan against his lips. He brought his hand back around to Leo’s ass, squeezing one cheek, nudging the plug. Leo jerked forward, rubbed against him. He pushed harder on the base of the plug.

  “Don’t.” Leo’s hands gripped his upper arms.

  David nudged it again, even harder this time.

  “God damn it.” Leo’s growl was hot.

  “Not gonna stop, moro.”

  “Maddening.”

  He knew. It was why he was doing it.

  Leo tried to step away, but he kept his arm around the lean waist, keeping Leo close. “Mine.” The word growled out of him.

  Leo visibly shivered for him. He growled again, taking Leo’s mouth. Leo opened up, short hair slick in his hand. He dominated the kiss, but didn’t make it hard. Instead, he explored. His. He needed Leo to know how much he wanted this to be his, wanted to protect and care and learn. Love. There was a warmth, deep inside him, each kiss they shared nurturing it, making it stronger.

  He ran one hand down along Leo’s belly, testing, teasing. He continued searching for Leo’s cock. Leo’s stomach drew in, hips rolling up.

  “So sensual. I love that about you.”

  That got him another blush, a ducked chin.

  He tilted Leo’s head back up, looking into his lover’s eyes as he cupped Leo’s cock through his trunks. The lifted chin seemed to get to Leo, his lover tensing. He nipped that in the bud with a kiss, diving into Leo’s mouth. For such a sexual man, Leo was surprisingly delicate.

  He kept kissing, moving his hand down to cup Leo’s balls, hold them in his palm. A soft moan pushed into his lips. David reached around to jostle the plug again.

  “Don’t…” Leo’s cock left a wet spot on the swim trunks.

  “Yes, I can see how much you hate it.”

  He pushed into Leo’s swim trunks and got a hold of the base of the plug. He tugged it out the tiniest bit before pressing it back in hard.

  “Fuck!” Leo pulled away from him. “Stop that!”

  He growled again and stepped back up to Leo. “No.”

  Their chests slapped together, and Leo’s eyes flashed. He held that gaze, refusing to back down. He hadn’t backed down yet, and he wasn’t going to start now.

  Jesus, Leo was a firecracker, hot and wild and needing the right touch. He pushed forward a few steps, forcing Leo to back up.

  “God damn it.” Someone was turned on.

  He smiled wildly and reached around Leo, pushing into the man’s trunks again. Leo spun around, and David grabbed Leo’s arm with his free hand, getting a look at that amazing, well-developed back. “Where do you think you’re going?”

  “I don’t know.”

  “You’ll stay right here until I say you can go.”

  Leo’s breath sped, and the electricity he felt fired up again.

  “Fucking stunning.”

  Leo really was. He wasn’t just saying it. Those shoulders rolled, those sweet cheeks tensed.

  “You are.” He stepped up against Leo, rubbing his needy cock against Leo’s ass. “You are.”

  The ass was working the plug, moving hard.

  “Does it feel good, moro?” He rubbed harder against that lovely butt.

  “Hmm?” That wasn’t an answer.

  He reached down and pushed the plug in hard. “I said does it feel good?”

  “Fuck. Fuck.”

  “That’s not an answer.” He growled the words out. He sank his teeth into the curve of Leo’s shoulder.

  “Yes!”

  He smiled around Leo’s skin. “I thought so.”

  Leo grumbled softly.

  “That is so fucking sexy, moro.” He purred back.

  He let his fingers trail upward, heading for one nipple. He pinched it between his fingers, tweaked it a little. Leo’s pecs jumped.

  “Yeah, sensual fucker.” He pinched again.

  “You into nipple play?”

  “I’m into whatever makes my lover feel good, moro.” He stroked this time, the touch gentle, but definitely there.

  “I was talking about work.”

  This wasn’t about work. “Were you asking your Master, moro? Because you left off a word both times if you were.”

  “I was making conversation.”

  “I’m feeling you up, moro. Har
dly time for idle conversation.” He rubbed his cock against Leo’s ass again. He loved that Leo was so off balance.

  He let his fingers wander, finding Leo’s nipples and stroking or pinching them as the mood took him. Leo began to relax against him, their breath synchronized. It felt good, to be in sync like this, to have Leo trust him enough to give in to him. He kissed, nuzzled the long neck.

  David got his hips moving, rocking in that age-old rhythm against Leo’s ass. Leo began to move back, rock against him. There they were. He kissed Leo’s neck, pinched his right nipple again. This time he actually heard a soft moan.

  He kissed all the way up to Leo’s hairline, then back down to his collarbone. He had to stretch a little, leaning over Leo’s shoulder, and that made them rub together even harder.

  “Mine,” he murmured.

  “Yours?” The question was low, soft.

  “Mine,” he growled, his voice much stronger this time.

  Leo’s hips rocked back toward his cock.

  “Take off the trunks, Leo.”

  The trunks were slipped off, Leo unashamed of that amazing body. David took his own off at the same time, then stepped back up against Leo’s back. Leo gasped as their skin met, heavy thighs parting.

  He slipped his hand down to play with the plug, began to tease it out. Leo’s cheeks clenched, fought him, pulling back on the plug.

  “It’s gonna be my cock in a minute, moro.”

  “Out here?”

  “That’s right.” It was private, and he wanted to fuck Leo out in the sunlight, under the sky.

  “You’re insane.”

  “No. I’m in love.” He tugged the plug right out.

  An amazing sound left Leo, shocked and needy all at once. He wanted to hear it again, then again.

  He ran his fingers along Leo’s crack, touching the tender hole. He had lube in the pocket of his trunks—he was ready to blow Leo’s mind all over again. By now, that sweet ring of muscles would be super-sensitive, aching, hyper-aware. And his.

  He took a moment to grab the lube and slick up his fingers. Then he stepped back up and wrapped an arm around Leo’s chest. He could feel Leo’s heart beating, hard and fast, under his arm. He kissed the back of Leo’s neck and swirled one slick finger around the wrinkled skin at Leo’s hole. Leo’s ass clenched and David stayed where he was, tapping, waiting for the strong muscles to relax.