Page 27 of Wishes for August

“Beautiful,” he muttered, and I shuddered when I felt his hot breath on my crease. With a hand on each cheek, he pulled them apart, exposing my hole to him. He didn’t touch me there, instead he breathed over me, making me shiver.

“Do you have any limits, Caleb?” His question took me by surprise - all of my sexual encounters up until this pointhad been fairly vanilla. Sensing my hesitation, he continued. “Anything you don’t want to do, I mean. Any absolute no’s.”

“Um, watersports?” I said hesitantly. I’d never really given this much thought before.

“You don’t want me to piss on this beautiful ass Boss Man?” Oh fuck, why did that sound so fucking hot.

“Ah…. I don’t know?” I rubbed my face in the pillow while he continued to wait for me to answer him. My dick was hard and throbbing and with nothing to rub it against, I was starting to sweat, the need to come so intense I was sure I was going to start sobbing if he didn’t do something about it soon.

“Okay, let’s shelve this discussion for another night. That okay? Just stop me if I do anything you don't like.” I wasn't sure he could do anything I wouldn't like.

I took in a heavy breath and nodded my head against the pillow. “Okay, okay yes, yes, now please fuck me.”

“You’re a needy boy Caleb. Lucky for you I like needy boys.” He leaned forward and sunk his teeth into my sensitive butt cheek, at the same time, running one hand around to my cock and gripping it tightly. I let out a guttural groan as he began stroking me in quick movements, pulling me closer and closer to the edge. He didn’t let up even when I started rocking into his fist, moving along with him. All the while he continued to nibble on my flesh, littering my skin with more bites. August liked biting and I welcomed each sharp shock of pain he lashed on me.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.” My words came out in a gasp. “I’m going to come. Please keep doing that,” I begged him. But the fucker chuckled, reached further down to my balls and tugged them hard. “Ouch, what the fuck August?” I shouted as my knees gave in and I landed with a soft thud on the bed, his hand still gripping my balls, now trapped beneath me.

“You don’t come until I say so. Roll over.”

He released his grip on me and I rolled over, my dick landing hard and heavy against my stomach. Slowly, August removed his clothing, one item at a time. That devious grin which promised me pain and pleasure taking over his whole face.

“Fuck, I love seeing you like this. I’m going to fuck you so hard sweetheart.” Hearing him call me that made my body tremble. With need, with arousal, with desire, with so many fucking emotions.

“Please….” was all I could get out before he was on me. Kissing me hard. Kissing me like I was the only damn thing that mattered. I slammed my eyes shut and allowed myself to get lost in him. His kiss was powerful, commanding and it consumed me wholly. Our cocks were rutting against each other, both of us slick with precum. His body was heavy on top of me, and I welcomed the feel of it pressing me into the mattress. I whimpered into his mouth, pumping my hips up faster and faster, pulling myself to that edge again. I opened my eyes and his beautiful brown eyes locked with mine and I yelped, coming so hard and fast I saw stars as all the air escaped my lungs and all coherent thoughts left my mind.

“Naughty boy Caleb,” he grinned while pulling himself up to kneel between my legs. Looking down at the mess on my stomach, I watched as he ran his hands through my cum, gathering it up and bringing it down between my legs. With his other hand, he pushed one of my knees higher towards my chest and I took the hint and raised the other one, exposing myself to him. He leaned back, focused solely on his fingers as he rubbed my cum over my hole, slowly sliding the tip of one finger inside me.

“Fuuuck,” he groaned. “You are so hot and tight. I cannot wait to sink myself inside of you.”

He continued to rub his finger in that spot, not going any deeper. My cock lay soft against my stomach and though I wasstill coming down after that unexpected orgasm I was still so turned on. I had no idea if I'd be able to get hard again but I didn't care. August had a grip on me - physically and emotionally - and I wanted to soak him up until my heart and body were completely full of him.

“Do it Aug. Fuck me.”

He leaned over me and his lips brushed against mine in a kiss that was soft and tender. “Condom?” he asked.

I shook my head, “No, I’m negative and I haven’t been with anyone but you since my last test.”

I wanted him to claim me like he said he would. I wanted his cum in me, filling me up, marking me as his.

“Same for me. Are you sure this is what you want?”

“Yes. I want you, August. I’ve wanted this since that night in my office.”

August stood from the bed and reached over to the toiletry bag on his side table, where he pulled out a bottle of lube. Spreading the lube over his fingers, he climbed back between my legs and leaned over to kiss me again.

“Relax for me,” he breathed against my lips. I felt his fingers brush over my hole and he slowly pressed one inside of me. I tensed at the feeling of him there.

“Let me in sweetheart.”

I relaxed as best I could as he pumped his finger in and out in slow, sure movements before adding a second finger. Pressing in deep, and letting out a heavy groan, the sound of which shot straight to my balls and my cock began to harden again.

“That’s it baby,” August praised me as he eased a second finger inside me. “Fuck. Do you like when I touch you here?” he asked as he pressed against my prostate.

I bucked up, crying out, “Oh fuck, oh fuck.” The pressure inside me was so intense I wasn't sure what to do with myself.It had been so long since I'd had anyone touch me there and the sensation sent bolts of ecstasy through me.

August added another finger, spreading them out to stretch me wider. He pressed against that spot again and I couldn’t take it anymore, I was sobbing, tears running down my cheeks, as I begged him, “Fuck me. Please Aug, please.”

He pulled his fingers out and I whimpered at the loss of him.

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