Page 30 of Only One Tent
“Ye-es…”
I repeated that move a few times before grabbing the lube. I slicked my fingers and went to work stretching him. I didn’t know when the last time he’d had sex was, but he was pretty tight, and even though I was sure he could take my length, the width was something else. I was thick. I took my time, but Skylerseemed to like it. He ground down on my hand, while his moans grew louder.
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore, wanting more than my hand inside him. I practically vibrated with need. I sheathed and lubed my cock and then rubbed the tip over his hole. “You ready?”
He trembled beneath me. “Please, Daddy. I need it.”
“Need what, boy?”
“You. Fuck me, Daddy, please.”
“With pleasure, my boy.” I hummed as I pressed inside him, taking it slow, careful not to hurt him as I pushed in farther. “You okay?”
“Y-Yes…”
“Good boy. Take all of Daddy’s cock.” Something in my words seemed to resonate with him, if his noises were any indication. Time to move. Which was not as easy as it should have been. Fucking air mattress. It sunk in at all the wrong places, making it difficult to find my rhythm. But it still had to be better than the hard ground. I grunted with effort, trying to make it good for both of us, but I felt like I was coming up short. “Okay. Wait.”
I pulled out, holding the condom, and got off the bed. Then I grabbed Skyler’s ankles and dragged him to the edge. “Shit!” he called out.
“I got this.” With feet on the ground, I reached under him, maneuvering him around to where I wanted him. I reached between his legs and stroked his cock, massaged his balls. Dirty-dirty thoughts of him tied up and waiting for me… “Damn, I want you.”
Skyler muttered something, not sure what, but it sounded a lot likefucking take me.
I crouched and slid back into his hole. This time, there wasn’t much resistance. Only enough to make him moan again. Then I lifted him with my arms wrapped around his thighs. Much betterleverage. Not only could I fuck into him hard, but I could move him back and forth. Oh fuck—new favorite position.
“Ohgawdohgawd…fuuuuck…Crow!”
“Yeah” was all I could say. Because it felt too good, and I was going to come in record time. They had a swing at the club, and I needed him in it sooner rather than later.
Despite the kinky thoughts, something niggled at the back of my mind that something wasn’t exactly right. I stopped moving.
“What?” Skyler glanced back at me over his shoulder, and I immediately wanted to kiss those plump lips. His lower one looked like a darker pink and wet like he’d been abusing it with his teeth.
I took a deep breath and pulled out one more time, making him grunt. But I needed to see him, so I flipped him over. “Kiss me, Skyler.”
He smiled and sat up, stretching for me. I kissed him, sliding my tongue beside his, letting them dance together. When I pulled back, he lay down again, still smiling as if he got away with something. Maybe he had, because he certainly had me all turned around. I wanted so much more from him. And not all of it was about sex. He’d captivated me when we first met, when he’d handled my case. He was younger then, but I never quite got him out of my mind. And finally, he was here. I didn’t want to mess up this time.
I rubbed his cock. “Fuck me, Skyler, you are the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
He blushed and tried to turn his head.
“Hey. Look at me.” He pointed those green eyes at me with lips pressed tightly together. “I’m not kidding, teasing, or whatever you’re thinking. You are beautiful. Don’t turn away when I say it.” He blushed a deeper red, but he didn’t look away.
I slid my hands under his thighs, lifting him again. He gently grabbed the tip of my cock, pushing it to his hole. We worked to push back in together.
“Move, Daddy…” his breathy words made my heart flutter. Could I have this beautiful boy in my life? I wanted it—wanted him.
I listened, moving, but slowly. In and out, savoring every pull of his tight channel, watching his face, gazes locked. Even the air felt more intense. This. This was what I had been missing. Not only at this moment but also in my entire life. I picked up my rhythm, a little at a time. Until sweat trickled off my forehead.
Skyler lifted his arms over his head, stretching them out. As I moved faster, he gripped the sheets. His mouth fell open, and his eyes slid to half-mast. The hooded look from him was hot as fuck. He panted. Just damn. And I chased my orgasm in him, moving erratically. His cock slapped against his tight stomach, and I thought I was losing my mind. Just as I felt that crazy tingling in my cock, I pulled out, grabbed my dick and ripped the condom off so I could spray out all over him. His chest, his stomach, his cock, all covered in my spunk as if I’d marked him as mine. I shivered until the thrill left me. Then I dropped to my knees and took his beautiful cock in my mouth. It tasted salty and bitter from my ejaculation that splattered over it, and tangy from his pre-come that leaked out like a faulty faucet. The smell of my spunk combined with his lovely, light scent. I wasn’t sure if it was oranges or something close, but it intensified everything. I rubbed my tongue along his length, sucking to please him, teasing his crown.
“Oh gawd, Crow…I need to come.” He grabbed my head, threading his fingers wildly through my hair.
I pulled up. “Fuck my mouth, boy.”
“Oh…yes, Daddy.” His breathy words tripped over my heart as he took me at my word, using my mouth until he bucked madly against me. “I’m gonna. I’m gonna.”
Then he did.
