Page 124 of Seeing Grayscale

“Well, yeah, but—”

“No buts."

I stare at him, confused, but my stomach flutters and my cock is pissed about not coming. “I do.”

“Flip onto your belly.”

I do as he says, a bit self conscious of my ass, but I simply fold my arms under my face and wait. When the mattress dips, and I hear him get up, I lift my head to see why.

Hunter naked and walking away shouldn’t be so hot, but it is.

His ass isphenomenal.I mean just solid, round cheeks. There’s no way I’m not humping the bed while I wait. My dick is so sensitive though that I have to bite my fist so I don’t make any sound.

A few moments pass, and he comes back with a weird contraption. That toy must’ve been at the bottom of the stash because I have no clue what it is. He sees me staring in part horror, part intrigue, and chuckles.

“It’s a prostate vibrator, but we won’t be using the internal part.”

I eye the black sex toy. It’s got what appears to be a hole…for your dick, a bendy, curved rod that I assume goes in your ass, but there’s also a thicker, flatter part between the two.

“If that thing isn’t going in my ass, why am I on my stomach?”

He climbs onto the bed, lubes up the toy, and swats my left asscheek. “Because I want to look while I put it on you.”

“Put…it…on me?”

“Bend your knees, sweetheart.”

Trusting him with my life and asshole, I bend my knees and pop my butt in the air. “So sexy,” he praises before sliding thering—not a hole—over my dick. It’s snug, a little uncomfy, but with the lube it goes on easy.

Then he situates the curved part between my asscheeks.

“What is it supposed to—” It turns on and vibrations shoot from the part between my cheeks all the way down to the base of my cock.“Holy fuckkk.”

Warm hands glide over my hips before guiding me onto my back. “Feel good?” Hunter asks.

I nod. “A little much, but good.”

“The cockring won’t let you come so fast. And this,” he strokes the black silicone that’s hugging my gooch, “will stimulate your prostate from the outside.”

Briefly glancing at my junk, I note how pissed off and red my dick is, and how much precum is leaking out. Hunter does too because he rumbles in approval before curling his fist around my dick. “Oh fuck,” I cry out.

The pressure of his slick hand and the toy's vibrations are overwhelming. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes!”

“Good.” He kisses my stomach, lets go of my dick, and I whimper like a slut.

I go to grab myself, but Hunter clicks his tongue at me. “I’ll take care of you, baby. Relax.”

I’m squirming, my legs bending and straightening. My hole keeps clenching and unclenching while a delicious pressure builds behind my nuts. Hunter lathers up his cock with lube, giving it a few lazy strokes as he eats me alive with his gaze, and I whimperagain.Fuck he’s got me whining and at his mercy.

“When you fuck me, I want you wearing this.” He presses on the curved bar, and my eyes flutter. “Is that alright, baby?”

“Fuck. Yes.Please,Hunter.Please.”

He lays on top of me, lines our cocks up, and as soon as I feel the hot, silky texture of his shaft on mine, I cry out. My orgasm isright there, but the ring is keeping me from coming. I’m keyed up, tense, and so desperate. His cockhead is dripping onto mine, and all I want is to suck it clean. I want to lift him just a few inches higher so I can sink my throbbing dick into his tight ass.

“You’re so gorgeous like this. All flustered and needing to come.” His hips rock once, sliding the lube over my length. “I know how badly you need to.”

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