by M. T. Ossler
He goes off, cumming in his hand, on the bed and up to my cock. He moans around me, sucks harder, and sets me off. I cum harder than I ever have. Moaning his name into the room as he swallows down ropes and ropes of my cum.
Out of breath and having an out of body experience, I lay there and wait for my body to come back to earth. Never in my life have I felt this way. How’s it going to be when I get inside him?
Shit, I want more of this, more of him.
He comes back up and lays against my side. I envelop him in my arms and he rests his head on my chest.
We both need a minute, and then I’m going to prepare his ass more to take me. For him to have his first time with me.
I come back to my body slowly and Ces is still breathing heavily. I gently lay him on his back. Placing soft kisses on his nose, cheeks, and closed eyes. Reaching above him under the pillow for the bottle of lube.
I claim is lips as I squeeze the bottle, placing a generous amount on my fingers. I spread his legs wider and move in between them, laying on top of him.
“I’m going to finger your ass again, babe, but this time I’m going to fill you up with a few,” I mumble through our kiss, not wanting to leave his lips. He moans a yes into my mouth. My fingers land on his asshole and I work his hole open again.
He tenses under me for a moment then relaxes. I rub circles while kissing him and we get lost in the moment.
“Ry, is it going to hurt?” Ces asks in my mouth. I stop our kiss, freezing my hand and stare into his eyes. I observe him for a minute. I don’t see fear in them, just curiosity. My brave guy.
“Probably, I ain’t gonna lie. I don’t know from experience, but I know it will at first. I’m gonna stretch you out first and use extra lube, which should help. If it’s too much, we can stop. We’ll wait, and I’ll order some toys to help, for next time,” I give him an honest answer not to scare him. If he says stop, I will. He’s running this show, for the most part, tonight.
I get a huge, gleamy smile from him. He’s got something up his sleeve, and I can tell from his eyes, and whatever it is, I’m not going to like it. What the hell could he be planning for me?
He nods, kisses me, and bends his knee up, giving me better access. I resume my play of his ass, and this time I probe his hole. He relaxes and takes my whole finger. Since he’s not resisting I enter another.
I keep him distracted with my tongue and insert a third finger, finger fucking him slowly. The moans coming out of him and the steel rod poking my stomach tells me he likes what I’m giving him.
I scissor him open with my three fingers to stretch him. He stays in the moment with me and only hisses for a second.
It’s a new and strange sensation for him, but he’s loving it. I move my mouth down to his chest and take his nipple into my mouth. He likes when I nibble hard, so I do. A few times. Back and forth a few times while I still work his ass.
I’m so turned on and ready to be inside him, so I can cum again. But he needs more time, more prep. So, I continue to fuck him with my fingers harder and faster. He’s lovin’ the shit out of this. I linger for a few minutes, then move and completely cover him with my body.
“Now, sweets,” he purrs. I stop and gently remove my fingers to give him what he’s asking for.
I apply extra lube to his hole and some to my cock. Then I take my dick in my hand, stroke him a couple of times. Then apply pressure to my base to prevent myself from cumming like a teenager when I finally get inside him.
I look into his eyes as I push the head of my cock in, slowly. I keep him concentrating on me with my eyes. I hiss and so does he when my head is fully inside. Freezing and take a deep breath. Ces gasps for air with me. I wait a few seconds, then press forward, breeching the barrier past his sphincter. He winces, clenches and grips down around my cock, painfully. His eyes squeeze shut, and I can see the pain etched on his face. He’s trying to stay brave, but it’s gotten be too much. I drove in too fast, unable to control myself.
“Eyes on me, babe. You have to breathe. I’m only half in, do you want me out?” I ask, concerned he may not be ready to take all of me tonight.
I bite the inside of my cheek waiting for his answer and to calm my shit. His eyes finally pop open and gaze into mine. He takes a deep breath, and I feel the tension leave his body.
“Don’t want you out,” he says through clenched teeth. “Just need a second. Stings and hurts,” he winces out. I’ll give him his time, even if it kills me. Which it literally just might. I’ve never desired to be inside a guy this fast, and I’m having a hard time waiting. But I will don’t you worry. This is about my Ces, not me.
His face relaxes, smoothing out the creases around his eyes, and his eyes close a little. He nods for me to move and I do, gladly. But not before my lips land on his. I take him in a passionate kiss to divert him from the pain.
I breech another band and stop. One more push, and I’ll be balls deep inside this beautiful man underneath me. His legs wrap around my hips and pull me towards him. I move forward with him, off guard. He winces and tenses as my balls hit his ass. I break the kiss.
“Shit, you good, babe?” I ask, heaving for breath. Why the hell did he do that and not wait for me to move? Or did he not realize what would happen or that I wouldn’t move?
“Minute,” he screeches out. Closing his eyes for a few seconds then opens them after taking a deep breath.
“I didn’t mean for that to happen. I just wanted you closer to me,” he whispers, still breathing heavily. I lean my chest to his, placing my elbows on the bed, and take my hands to his cheeks. Kissing him to give him time for his body to ease away the pain.
“Ry, sweets, move. I’m good, just feel so full.” I take a deep breath, giving myself a second, then move slowly. He’s so tight, and he feels magnificent to be inside of. Moving all the way out, to the tip, pumping all the way back in him, and kiss his neck.
He raises his hips up, giving me better access. I stare into his eyes, sparks fly between us and my lips gravitate to his.
“Name?” he mutters on my lips. I’m dumbfounded by his question. What does he mean?
“What?” I ask into the kiss, still pumping in and out of him.
“Real. Name. Like Beast. Gio. Ace. Hunter. What’s yours?” Aha, now I get it. He wants to know my given name, so he can call me that like the girls call their guys. I’ve never had a guy call me by my real name, but hearing him ask for it... I want him to call me by my real name all the time. I’m his now and he can call me whatever he wants.
“Jesse. Babe, you can call me Jesse anytime you want. Especially, when I’m inside you. The next time you cum, you scream Jesse. Got it?”
“Yes, yes, Jesse, move a little to the left again,” he whines. That must be his p-spot - his prostate. I do as I’m asked and move slightly to the left. I hit the spot, and he purrs. I love his purrs.
At that moment, we lock eyes and with each thrust, the world around us vanishes. Nothing outside this room matters, only us, only us together as one.
“Do you...feel it?” I moan out and kiss him. Needing to know he feels it too. If he’s enjoying this, cause if he doesn’t, then it’s not worth it. I love him, and I would never hurt him or want him not to feel as incredible as I do.
“Yeah, I feel you,” he groans out.
“I feel your soul linking with mine. Your heart, your love, flowing into mine. God, Jess, this is mind-blowing. Being with you is amazing.” I gaze into his eyes and feel it all, everything he does.
“Oh shit, Jess, I want you to cum inside me, sweets.” I kiss him hard on the lips, jaw, and neck. Reaching between us, finding his cock, and pumping him, the best I can, between our close bodies. I want him to cum before I cum, and I can’t hold on much longer. I piston into him, getting us both closer to our release.
I don’t want this to ever end, but all good things must come to an end, right. At least for now, then we can start all over and do it again and again and again.
One
taste of him, and I know it will never be enough. Never. I've never had an addiction, and he is soon to become a major addiction to me.
I want him riding my bare cock by the end of this weekend. I’m going to show him the world of bliss and give him so many orgasms, he won’t want to leave my bed, ever. That’s where he’s gonna stay for a very long time. I’m gonna fuck him good every day, a couple of times a day for the rest of our lives.
I need to get online to the sex store and order more packets of lube. Might as well get a few more bottles and some toys, handcuffs. Yeah, that will be pleasurable. I won’t be needing condoms anymore, so why not get a few other things for our bedroom play. It will be fun teaching him new things and playing.
I hope I have enough supplies for this weekend. If not, we may have to make a little detour to a store I know.
I’m glad I asked Maddox to set us up in an apartment together. I’m not leaving his side this weekend, and when we get back, he’ll be moving his shit in my room. I’ll take him shopping for some more things. Clothes, bath essentials, whatever his heart desires. Beast got him a few things, especially for this weekend, but I feel like it’s my responsibility, I should be the only man to take care of him. I know he has his own money, it’s not that, it’s just an obligation I feel I should take on now. He’s mine regardless of titles with the Club or the guys. He owns my heart and soul, need I say more?
I know Beast has taken responsibility for him cause he’s not claimed, yet. I will be claiming him, I just need time to figure that out. But in the meantime, I’ll talk to Beast and figure something out.
“Oh, Jess, Oh. Yes, Jess,” Ces yells, shooting his cum all over my hand and our stomachs. His body convulses under me, spasms around me, pushes me over the edge. I do as he asks and cum inside him, claiming him as mine. Only mine.
“Mine,” I growl, claiming him out loud as mine forever. Here in my bed, in my room, I’ve finally marked this man as mine.
I lean my forehead to his as I reclaim my body. He gazes back at me with a dreamy look in his eyes. I have the same look in mine, I’m sure.
Wrapping him in my arms, and turning us to the side, I whisper in his ear.
“I love you, Cesare Theodor Nacci. You are mine. I promise I’ll claim you with the Club soon and then I’m going to tie your ass to me for life. I’m going to marry you one day, Ces.” I promise him as my cock softens and leaves his warm body. I place a soft kiss on his lips.
Damn, I won’t ever get enough of them or him.
“God, Jesse, I want all that and more with you, sweets. I love you too Jesse... Umm, sweets what you’re last name. I gotta know so I can doodle it on my sketch pad. You know, gotta see what it will look like next to mine. For future reference, of course.” He laughs sounding like a teenager and I love it.
“Blackwell,” I say laughing. “You can doodle Cesare Blackwell in your book till your heart’s content. It has a nice ring to it. Whatcha think, babe?”
“I love it, and I love you, Jesse Blackwell. I do have one question, though, sweets,” he asks sounding shy all of a sudden.
“You can ask me anything, you don’t gotta be shy, babe.” I kiss his nose and forehead and wait. He takes my hand in his, raising it in the air. Flattening his against my bigger one, but somehow, we fit. He entwines our fingers then talks.
“I want to know when I get to fuck you. I’m a bottom, I love being under you, but just once I’d like to feel what it’s like to be a top. Would you let me?” he asks with such want in his voice. I swallow hard, not quite sure how to answer him. He just put me on the spot, I haven’t had time to think about that or how this relationship would work.
I’ve never bottomed, never had a desire to be under a man. Never wanted a man to think he could dominate me. Ces would never be like that, he would be kind and gentle like I was with him. And not demasculinize me or dominate me. I am in control of this relationship. So, for him, I would do it. Not tonight, but one day.
“I will give you anything, so if this is something you want, you got it, but not here. Now, we shower, then sleep for a little bit. I want to fuck you again. If you’re up for it, I want to watch you ride my cock,” I say and get out of bed. I take him by the hand, helping him up from the bed, and we head to the bathroom for a quick shower.
I wash his body and take note of every inch of him. He washes me and inspects every tattoo on my body. He asks the meaning behind every one and when I got them. It’s a relief to be able to give him the real truth behind each one and not hide behind them. I have some space on my back I’ve been contemplating having one of the guys fill. I wasn’t sure what I wanted, till just now. I want to fill it with something that reminds me of Ces. I want him with me, on my body for the rest of my life. Maybe I’ll get a small property patch, showing he owns me.
We are going to have one hell of a weekend. I haven’t had a memorable one in a long time. A weekend with Ces full of fuckin’, bikes, more fuckin’, hanging with old friends, more fuckin’ and no goddamn sleep. I may even have a prospect load my Honda on the truck and race this weekend.
Fuck, I can’t wait for the fun to begin. But first, we’re all going with Beast and Bella to the doctors to find out the sex of their babies. My Ces is so excited to be there for his best friend, it warms my heart to see the smile on his face. Hearing him talk about the girls and the babies always lights him up.
Chapter 7
Cesare
We’ve been at Maddox’s Clubhouse with his guys for the last few days and having a blast so far. Wednesday afternoon, we all went to the doctor’s with my lovey, Bella, and Beast to find out the sex of the babies. We went with them for their sonogram, and the doctor announced the babies were boys. Seeing those two little aliens boys on the television screen was so exciting. Those babies are going to be so spoiled by all their uncles and aunts. They will want for nothing and have a ton of men around to teach them everything they will need to know. I’m so excited for them.
Maddox threw them a party that night to celebrate and start off the long weekend. The Clubhouse parties are not what I’m used to; they get a little too wild for my taste. I’m all for appreciating the female body, don’t get me wrong, they are beautiful and all that, but I don’t want it in my face this much. Thankfully, my man feels the same way, and after my loveys left with their men for the night, we did too.
The next day we spend it at the bike rally. I’m having the most fun I’ve had in a long time. Everything was going great until after dinner. Hanging out in the bar, waiting for my loveys to use the ladies’ room for the hundredth time, Anton showed up for Bella, cornered her, and hurt my girl. Jules was able to sneak out and get her man. Thank God Bells has balls of steel and could handle herself until the men arrived. After that, I wasn’t leaving her side.
Jess and I fought the next morning about him going with the guys for the day without me.
We were in our room, he just got a text from Beast and Ace. The girls were going to stay here, at the Clubhouse today.
“Sweets, I’m going to stay here with my loveys today. You go and spend time with your brothers,” I say not wanting to leave Bella after what happened last night in the bar, with Antonio.
“I’m not leaving you here. I’ll stay if you don’t want to go,” he says, making me a little mad. I can take care of myself; I don’t need him to always hold my hand.
“Jesse, I can take care of myself! I don’t need you to fight all my battles! If Antonio comes back, I can take him. I’m not a fucking weakling. The only reason he got the best of me the first time was because he snuck up on me. I was a million miles away that night, thinking about my girls.” I hate that he thinks I’m still that broken man he met months ago. I’m all fixed and better than before.
“Cesare, I never said you couldn’t take care of yourself,” he says sounding angry now. He takes a few deep breaths.
“Then go spend time with your brothers and let me spend time with my girls,” I growl at him, before I say something
I can’t take back.
We both calm down and realize this is not worth fighting over. We talk rationally and make up.
In the end, he went and spent time with his brothers and friends. I got time with my loveys and told them all about Jess’s and my first time together. Our guys ended up coming back by dinnertime, anyway.
Saturday we all went to the rally together and the debacle of Thursday was forgotten. We had a fun-filled day with everyone, walking around and shopping, eating good food, drinking, and dancing. Jules and I even got on top of the bar and danced. Definitely the most fun I’ve had in a long time, I’ll tell you that. I even got to be naked in the privacy of our room with my man.
God, sex with Jesse just keeps getting better and better.
Today is the last day of the Rally, and Jess and I are separating from our group. Come to think of it, Blaze has been missing since Friday. I’ll have to find out later where he’s been. Jess has something special planned for us. He’s taking me to Orlando. He said there is a place he wants to show me where we can be alone. I trust him, so I’m up for anything he has in mind. If it just happens to consist of us getting naked, I’ll take that as a bonus.
We arrive at an unmarked building. We dismount from his bike, we remove our helmets, and he stores them in his saddle bag. He grabs a backpack out before locking it up.
“Hey, Jess, won’t the guys know we’re here and come looking for us?” I ask, feeling a bit nervous and wondering where the hell we are. The streets are quiet for a big city. As we walk, closer I see the sign; it’s a Club of some sort.
“No need to worry about that. The guys would never be caught dead in a place like this. Ain’t no pussy around these parts for them,” he says and takes my hand in his, entwining our fingers. It feels weird to do this out in public, but also... so right.
