by Nora Phoenix
“Relax a bit,” Josh said, still buck naked. “The next round will take a while.”
Connor’s eyebrow rose. “Anything you’d like to share?”
Josh merely smiled. “Not really. Turn on your stomach, spread your legs and let me do my thing.”
Obeying orders did not come easy for his man, not even after years in the service. He shot Josh a look stuffed with warnings, which Josh happily ignored, but finally turned around.
Josh grabbed a bottle of massage oil and heated up the lavender-infused oil in his hands. He straddled Connor’s broad back, let his bare cock brush against Connor’s skin, causing him to get goose bumps. Josh smiled. He hadn’t even gotten started.
He began at the top, kneading Connor’s neck and shoulders, then slowly made his way down. God, his man was built, every muscle solid and perfectly defined. Connor had expressed his admiration for Josh's ass, but holy fuck, his own ass was damn fine, too. And those thighs… They should video having sex sometime. Watching that massive body of Connor’s pound the shit out of him had to be the best view ever.
He lavishly showered every inch of skin with loving attention from his hands, stroking, massaging, rubbing, and petting. Connor let out a stream of happy moans and groans, and his muscles relaxed under Josh's ministrations.
When he reached Connor’s lower back, he felt the muscles quiver in anticipation. He dropped even lower, massaging the muscles connecting those strong butt cheeks with the lower back. Connor tensed despite the relaxing massage. Josh smiled, withdrew his hands. He scooted down, grabbed Connor’s right foot and started kneading it. Connor let out an unhappy mewl.
Again, Josh worked his way up, hitting every inch of Connor’s legs. When he reached his thighs, Connor spread them even wider without being asked. Josh ran his hands up the inside of Connor’s right thigh. Connor’s ass contracted tightly, his body expecting the much-anticipated touch—but it never came. Connor had to be cursing him.
Another growl escaped Connor’s lips as Josh switched to his other leg, repeated his move. Again, Connor’s body went on high alert, almost inviting Josh to dig in higher, deeper, further. Josh bit back a smile at the blatant invitation Connor was extending. Nope, it wasn’t happening. He had other plans. With a lightning-fast move, he climbed off Connor.
“How did that feel?” he asked.
Connor raised his head, shot him a look so dark it would have made milk turn sour. “Pretty fucking unfulfilling.”
“You’re welcome,” Josh said, smiling broadly. “Turn on your back again, sit up against the headboard. I’ve got something for you to watch. Watch, mind you, not touch.”
Grumbling, Connor did as Josh asked. Josh grabbed something from the drawer in the nightstand, hiding it from Connor’s curious eyes. He threw a bottle of lube on the bed as well before climbing on and maneuvering himself on his knees, facing Connor. He wasn’t gonna stay that way, though. If his man thought Josh's ass was heaven, he would love this next part. Or not.
Josh squirted some lube on his hands, rubbed them together to heat the liquid up. He grabbed his cock—which had become rock hard from pleasuring Connor—and with slow, almost lazy moves began to jack himself off. He caressed his balls with his other hand, rolling and fingering each one before giving extra attention to the sensitive spot behind his balls. He stroked, fisted, pumped, his eyes never leaving Connor’s. Much to Josh's satisfaction, the Beast was fully awake. Apparently, it appreciated Josh's little peep show. And man, he was only getting started.
He rubbed his thumb over his crown, making circles, then pushed on the slit. That never failed to make him shiver in anticipation. Euphoric bliss blazed through him, ending in his weeping cock and strained nuts. Fuck, he wanted to come so badly. But it wasn’t time yet. He needed Connor with him, and he wasn’t there. Time to level up.
He turned around, spread his legs wider and brought his ass back far and low. Connor was getting a prime view. The low groan he let out suggested he was enjoying it. Josh's right hand trailed to his ass, stroked, teased his own hole. He scratched it with a nail, made himself shiver. It contracted, ready for more.
He dipped his index finger in, swirled it around. With his fingers slick with lube, he easily added a second finger. He pulled out, explored his crack, squeezed his own butt cheeks, kept grazing his back door. Fuck yeah, it was a little weird to do this with an audience, but a quick peek over his shoulder confirmed Connor was completely mesmerized.
With a satisfied grin, Josh grabbed what he’d hidden before: a slim, black vibrator that despite its size, packed a serious punch. He quickly lubed it up before bringing it back. He slowly trailed it down his crack…and back up again. He repeated the move, swiping his hole, surprised by a violent shiver when his body was denied what it wanted. His cock was dripping with precum and his ass quivering for more. Enough with the teasing.
He dipped the vibrator lower again, this time not stopping when he reached his back entrance. With a slight push, it slipped in, and he couldn’t hold back a sigh of relief. He pushed in and pulled back, each time a little farther and deeper than before. His own moan of pleasure mingled with a grunt from Connor, who shifted on the bed. Josh dipped his head low, looked between his legs and caught Connor repositioning his cock. The Beast was, as Josh had counted on, once again ready for action.
Josh spread his legs wider, let his head rest on his left arm and brought his ass up high, while his right arm kept up the push and pull with the massager. It had nowhere near the effect of the Beast, obviously, but it still felt fucking good. If he kept this up, he’d come in minutes, probably less. But the little toy had one advantage over Connor’s cock, a nifty little feature that had brought Josh to screams of pleasure many times before.
The bed moved again, and Josh brought his head up to see what Connor was doing. He’d gotten the lube and was squirting a healthy amount in his right hand. Josh's smile became a low groan as the vibrator hit his pleasure spot. His hips jerked involuntarily, and his ass tightened around the slim shape. Fuck, how he wished it was Connor’s dick in his ass. And as much as he enjoyed pleasuring Connor and teasing the hell out of him, he’d ten times rather have his man be in control, ordering him around.
Slick sounds alerted Josh that Connor had started to jack himself off—exactly as Josh had hoped. And perfect timing, too, as he was oh, so ready to blow his wad. He positioned the massager against his prostate, then turned it on. It started pulsating and immediately, Josh moaned. When you had that thing in the right spot…another deep groan…it was unbelievable.
His channel was electrified, shards of pleasure stabbing him continuously. Sweat pearled on his forehead, and all his muscles contracted, fighting the intense pleasure and at the same time embracing it and wanting more.
Connor’s breathing became labored, and he let out a stream of mumbled curses, a perfect symphony with Josh's grunts and moans. Josh's balls pulled up even farther, painfully full. He hadn’t come all day, so it would be a nice amount. He licked his lips, fought back the release with all he had. Connor isn’t there yet. One more minute. The vibrator teased and prodded, electrifying his body. A full-body quake wrecked him. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to come. Now.
He pulled it out fast, scrambled around to face Connor, who was fisting himself furiously, his heated face tight with concentration. Josh threw the massager on the bed, grabbed his cock with his right hand and matched Connor’s rhythm. A few seconds later, Josh exploded. He threw his head back, stretching his body as far as it would as he jerked ruthlessly, spraying his cum all over Connor.
“Fuuuuuuuuck!”
His body shivered violently, spasmed, and shot off the last squirt of fluids. Josh brought his head back and watched with intense delight as Connor came hard, his face twisting in a mix of agony and pleasure. His cock shot out a meager amount of cum—no wonder after coming three times already. And they still had one more round to go. Poor Connor, he might come to regret his impulsive bet.
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�Dammit, Josh, that was…intense,” Connor said when he’d caught his breath.
Damn, but the man looked sexy, all flushed and covered in both their cum. Josh's thick fluids—easily distinguishable from Connor’s cum as it was way less translucent—were dripping off Connor’s abs and massive chest, even on his thighs, and a few drops seemed to have landed on his biceps as well.
“You look damn good covered in my cum,” Josh said in a throaty voice.
“That was quite the show. Good thing my heart is in master shape because weaker men might’ve gotten a heart attack.”
Josh was ridiculously pleased. “You liked it?” he asked, stupidly smiling.
“Baby, come on, you had me jacking myself off, despite the bet. Smart move, by the way.”
“You know me, always the strategist.”
Connor pushed himself up straighter, apparently not bothered by the smeared semen on his body. “You only got me to four. I’m so spent, you’ll never get me to come a fifth time.”
Josh smirked. “You should know better by now than to doubt my abilities.”
Connor’s eyes narrowed. “What do you have in mind?”
“You’ll find out. Turn on your stomach.”
Connor shot a pointed look at the mess on his upper body. “You wanna clean that up first?”
Josh grinned. “Not really. I like you like this. Tonight, you’re my cum slut, aren’t you?”
Connor’s eyes spewed fire. “You will so pay for this,” he said between clenched teeth.
“You know, that would scare me if I wasn’t so damn sure I will thoroughly enjoy your punishment. Besides, if you dare me to make you come five times, you deserve to look like this.”
A hint of a smile teased Connor’s lips, but he didn’t say another word and turned himself on his stomach. Josh noted he spread his legs, which was as clear an invitation as he was going to get.
“Put this under your hips,” he said and shoved two pillows Connor’s way.
Connor was too much of a Marine to show fear, but the slight tremor that shimmered through his body told Josh he had an idea of what was coming. Still, he didn’t say a word, and that trust warmed Josh's insides. He scooted over, kneeled next to Connor on the bed.
“If you tell me to stop, I will,” he said, putting a hand on Connor’s ass. The muscles contracted under his hand. He let a finger trail over the taut, muscular cheeks. Fuck, Connor was so beautiful. So strong.
“I know,” Connor said, not lifting his head from his arms.
Josh let his index finger travel to the top of Connor’s crack. “Spread your legs wide, baby. Open up for me.”
Without a second delay, Connor did as Josh asked.
“You’re so beautiful,” Josh said, his voice dreamy. He splayed both his hands on Connor’s ass, one on each cheek and squeezed. “Your ass looks like a Greek statue, all toned and muscular. I love how big and strong you are, you know? Makes me feel safe and protected.”
He bent over, kissed the right cheek, then the left. Because he loved feeling the thick muscles react to his touch, he kissed some more. Then licked and bit ever so gently, taking his time to cover every square inch of that perfect ass. Connor responded to every little touch. His dick might be worn out, but the rest of his body was still wide awake.
He took position between Connor’s legs, lowered himself on his stomach and landed his face exactly where he wanted it to be. “Pull your knees up a bit.” Connor moved, and his crack opened up for Josh. “Perfect.”
He took a tentative lick at the top of Connor’s ass, then slowly worked his way down to that deliciously quivering hole. With every swipe of his wet tongue, Connor tensed up more. Josh reveled in the musky taste of Connor, the salty sweat that was so distinctively male. He didn’t have much experience rimming, but damn if he didn’t love every second of it.
He blew a hot breath on Connor’s entrance, smiled as it contracted in response. “You ready for me baby?” he whispered.
Connor grunted in what Josh assumed was agreement. He teased the puckered hole with the tip of his tongue. After dripping some saliva on it, he started to push. Connor tensed up even more, and Josh retreated. “Relax, baby. This is gonna feel good, trust me. Push back against my tongue.”
On his next try, he felt Connor push back, opening him up. Josh slipped his tongue in, circled the hole with enthusiasm. Connor shivered, moaned. Josh pushed and probed with his tongue, slowly persuading Connor to relax and open up wider. God, he could do this for hours. His face buried in Connor’s ass was beyond good. It was fucking dirty and damn perfect.
He pulled back. “How’s that feel, baby?”
“Good. Don’t stop.”
“Wasn’t going to.” He did, however, grab the lube and squirted some on the fingers of his right hand, before digging in again into the buffet that was Connor’s ass. He started fucking him with his tongue, pushing in and out until Connor was pushing back by himself, opening up for more. When he did, Josh quickly replaced his tongue with his index finger, slipping inside with ease.
Connor uttered a muffled curse, which made Josh smile. Connor had a bit of a trauma when it came to bottoming, but seriously, the man needed to learn how good it could feel. Not that he had any intention of permanently switching positions, but in situations like this when Connor flat out refused to fuck Josh ‘cause he was still too tender, it’d be great to have an alternative.
He added a second finger, felt Connor close up and tighten. “Uh, uh. Push back. Bear down on me, baby. It’s only going to get better.”
It took a few seconds, but Connor relented and let him in. He finger fucked him for two minutes or so, before grabbing the vibrator. Fuck, he hadn’t cleaned it. He frowned. Would Connor be totally grossed out?
He hadn’t realized he’d stopped moving until Connor raised his head from his arms. “Stick it in already.”
Josh swallowed. “You knew?”
Connor raised his eyebrows. “After the show you put on? Yeah, I had a pretty good idea of what was next on the menu.”
“And you’re okay with it?”
“Does it look to you like I’m protesting?” He dropped his head back on his arms as if to say, “Hurry the fuck up and get it over with.”
Josh lined up the little toy against Connor’s entrance, pushed it in an inch or so. Connor tightened immediately around it, but after a few seconds, Josh felt him relax. He started sliding the slim massager in and out, gently going deeper and deeper until he had it in almost entirely.
“This is where I need your help, baby. Tell me when I hit the right spot.”
Josh started sliding it in and out entirely, hitting different spots inside Connor. He twisted the toy slightly to aim at a different spot, shoved it in. Connor’s butt came off the mattress, and he forced out a long moan.
“Jackpot, baby.”
Josh tried again, wanting to make sure he hit it exactly. Another loud growl from Connor confirmed the position. He flicked on the button, held the vibrator tight. “You may want to hold on to something,” he teased.
Connor’s head shot up as the vibration started. “Holy fuck!”
Josh clamped down on the toy, trying to hold it in position as Connor shook and trembled with the impact.
“Oooohhh…fuck…Josh…argh!”
The stream of guttural sounds coming from Connor’s lips was almost inhuman as if Josh brought him to the brink of sanity. Well, that’s what it had felt like the first time for Josh as well. It was a pleasure so intense, it bordered on pain. More than once, he’d jerked so violently, he couldn’t hold on to the toy and had to start again.
Connor started rubbing his dick against the mattress, probably in desperate need for friction. Anything to make the pleasure peak. There was no stopping now, he was going to come a fifth time, and they both knew it. Except in this position, Josh wouldn’t be able to see it—and wouldn’t that be a shame? He pulled out the massager, turned it off.
“What the fuck?” Connor’s voice
was almost aggressive. “No more games, Josh.”
Oh, now wasn’t that interesting? Strong, proud Connor was ready to beg…and that after having already come four times. Still, Josh didn’t have it in him to prolong the man’s suffering. Not for long anyways.
“On your back. I want to see you come.”
Lightning fast, Connor switched on his back, propping the pillows under his ass and pulling his legs up wide, giving Josh even better access.
“Such a needy little bottom,” Josh teased him, positioning the tip of the vibrator against Connor’s hole but not sliding it in.
“Joshua, you are so gonna regret this. I swear, I will fuck the shit out of you.”
“Is that a threat or a promise?”
He didn’t wait for Connor’s answer but shoved in the vibrator, immensely enjoying the breath of relief Connor let out. His bossy top was enjoying the experience, wasn’t he? He poked around until Connor bucked wildly, then turned the thing back on. In this position, he could see the myriad emotions playing over Connor’s face. His eyes were closed, his face tight with concentration. Whenever a particularly strong vibration hit him, he grimaced in a tantalizing mix of pain and pleasure.
Connor’s right hand traveled to his cock, but Josh swatted him away. “My job,” he said.
He looked at the position he was in, on his knees between Connor’s legs. Could he…? He shifted, changed the angle of his hand holding the massager without losing position. Yeah, that would work. He spread his own legs wider, stabilizing himself on the mattress before bringing his head down. With one move, he took the Beast into his mouth again.
Connor yelped, probably as much in surprise as pleasure, and Josh went to work. Holding the vibrator in the right position with Connor’s hips thrashing and bucking was a challenge, but even more so with his mouth around the man’s cock. Josh tightened his hold on the toy, used his weight to hold Connor down, all the while sucking hard. Well, it wasn’t so much sucking as positioning his mouth exactly right to let Connor fuck it. He still had his left hand around the base, in case Connor forgot about his size and tried to ram it in too hard in the throes of passion. Because man, he was far gone, his whole body quivering, begging for that final release. If he’d come four times while fucking Josh, this would have been impossible because his dick would’ve been way too tender. Even now, Josh could see slivers of pain mixed in with the intense pleasure on Connor’s face, no doubt caused by an overly sensitive head.
