Page 31 of Beyond the Summer

"Will it distract you from the spanking if I show you what a good boy I can be," I murmured, my voice husky with lust as I cupped his ass.

"Considering it," he said, laughter in his voice.

"Bend forward."

He complied, leaning against the table that sat under the window and presenting himself to me, his backside a canvas I was eager to explore.

I kneeled behind him and kissed my way down his ass, nuzzling his balls.Knowing he'd washed in the shower, I dipped my tongue into the crevice of his ass, then spread him with my hands.When I kissed his asshole, he pressed back against my mouth, whimpering.His vulnerability, the trust he placed in me—it was intoxicating.

Ben moaned, his fingers gripping the edge of the countertop as I ate him out, letting my stubble scratch against the sensitive skin of his cheeks as I circled his hole with my tongue, then pressed forward, entering him slowly.Each flick and lap of my tongue drew gasps and pleas from him, music to my ears.

I was the only person he'd ever had like this, and as I slowly pressed my tongue deeper inside him, that thought took hold.I circled his entrance, pressing further, stretching him out with soft flicks of my tongue.

"Fuck, Sutton," he groaned, pushing back against me."More."

"Anything for you," I replied, diving back in with a renewed zeal, determined to push him to the brink just as he'd done to me.I loved eating ass almost as much as I loved sucking cock.Almost as much.I kissed my way down to his balls, sucking on them, then coaxed him to spin around and got a little distracted licking and sucking his thick erection.He just tasted so good.

"Such a good boy," he murmured, stroking my hair as I sucked him."Shall we go to the bedroom?"

Ben

Suttonbouncedintomybedroom ahead of me and crawled across the bed, looking over his shoulder at me as he bent forward onto his elbows and arched his back invitingly.He was objectively beautiful, from his gorgeous, round ass, to his thick muscles and his straight cock, which was swollen and red, but there was something about the pose I didn't like—maybe the fact that it looked practiced, as if he'd done it a hundred times for a hundred other men.

I shook off that thought.It wasn't that I minded that he'd been with other guys, more that I was worried I wouldn't measure up, but the pleading look in his eyes gave me confidence, and I finally stepped forward, running a hand down his spine.He moaned softly, sensitive to every touch after so much teasing.

"Turn over, sweetheart.I want to see your face," I said, squeezing and massaging his ass.

"I don't usually…" He hesitated, then rolled onto his back, grinning up at me."Fuck it.If I argue, you might decide to make me wait until tomorrow.."

I laughed, shaking my head."You've been such a patient boy today, Sutton.Mostly."I tossed the apron I'd put on earlier aside and crawled between his legs and leaned in for a kiss.He arched up into me, responsive and ready."It hardly seems fair to make you wait any longer for your reward."

"Got it.Any time I want to be fucked, I just tongue fuck your ass until you're too horny to control yourself."

His smug expression made me want to kiss him, so I did."I'm not an expert by any stretch of the imagination, but I'm pretty sure we're supposed to ease you into the multi-day edging.Or possibly get you a cock cage to help you."

Sutton squirmed a little at the mention of a cage, and I pictured him, locked up and waiting for my key.He smiled up at me, green eyes wide with faux-innocence."It's your decision, Ben.Whatever you think is best.I'm just here to be your fuck hole."

Watching his face, I sat back on my heels, caressing the smooth globes of his ass as I stroked my cock, keeping it hard.Sutton let out a soft moan, pressing back into my touch.I grabbed the base of the plug and gently began to pump it in and out of his stretched hole, watching the way his eyes glazed over, that cheeky grin fading, replaced with a soft gasp.His hole was fluttering and clenching around the toy, showing his desperation to be filled.

"Do you want me to wear a condom?"I asked."Maybe I should."

"Fuck no," he whispered, then cleared his throat."I mean, usually I make guys wear one but… I'm on PrEP, and I get tested regularly, so if you would perhaps want to leave me dripping with your cum, I'd be amenable."

Nodding, I took his cock in one hand and pumped the toy with the other, working him until his whole body was shaking, on the brink of orgasm once again.I probably should have worn a condom, but the thought of being inside him bare, of feeling every inch of his body as I took him, was too much of a temptation.I didn't think I'd ever get enough of what Sutton looked like when he was ready to come—the hard shell crumbled away and he became soft, needy, and vulnerable… though still quite cheeky.It felt like a clear glimpse of the real man beneath whatever damage the world had done to him.

I wanted him to be able to be soft like that whenever it suited him, not just when sex broke through his control.

"Oh fuck, Ben."Sutton gripped the backs of his knees and spread himself wider."Please, I need you inside me.I can't wait anymore.I have to know what it feels like to have you."

His pleading did more than his flirty teasing.It was honest and sexy, and I couldn't deny him anymore.Sutton was spread out before me like a feast, legs splayed wide, back arched, his pink hole glistening and ready, quivering around the base of the plug.

I hesitated for a moment, my heart pounding with nervous excitement.This was my first time, and I wanted it to be perfect for Sutton.Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I reached for a towel from the nightstand.

"Lift your hips, baby," I instructed gently, patting Sutton's hip."I want to use plenty of lube, and I don't want to worry about the mess."

Sutton complied eagerly, and I slid the towel under his ass.He was gazing up at me with lust-darkened eyes, pupils blown wide, his expression one of pure devotion.He held his muscular legs spread wide, opening himself to me, silently offering his body for my pleasure.

"Please…" Sutton whispered, the single word hanging heavy in the charged air between us.

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