Page 23 of Roll With The Punches
Stuart forced his eyes open. Brandon fell hard and fast again, as he always did for the men. Stuart’s green eyes had flecks of gold and hazel in them, sometimes taking on different tones, depending on the light and his mood.
“That’s my good boy.” He eased his cock all the way into Stuart’s ass, until he felt his balls pressing against the other man’s flesh. Then he ground his hips against Stuart, rubbing, pressing his weight into Stuart until he heard the soft, tell-tale gasp that he knew meant he’d hit gold.
“Right there, baby?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He smiled. “Excellent. You may come, boy.”
* * * *
Helpless, Stuart held on to his restraints and settled in for the ride. He’d never known guys could come just from being fucked before he’d met Brandon and Jeff.
Now that Brandon had unlocked that ability in him, he loved repeating it.
Tonight, it seemed, that was the goal.
And once Brandon had rounded Stuart’s spine a little more, pressing Stuart’s thighs against his chest from Brandon’s weight on him, he felt Brandon’s cock slide perfectly against his prostate.
Thusly oriented, Brandon began a slow, seductive grind, every stroke perfectly rubbing against his button and making his own cock twitch. Like this, Brandon could literally fuck him until one or both of them became exhausted or came, whichever happened first. The slow strokes didn’t get Brandon over the edge, but drove Stuart nearly insane with need.
The way Brandon’s body pinned him to the bed, he couldn’t even rock against him, either. Helpless, he turned his body completely over to his Sir and held on for the ride.
Literally.
“Tomorrow morning, I want you to wear that toy in your ass, the jack sheath,” Brandon said. “It goes in before we leave, and Iwillcheck.” He leaned in and nipped Stuart’s lower lip. “When we go to brunch, I know exactly what restaurant we’ll go to. They have a two-stall men’s room, and maybe I’m going to bend you over and fuck you right there, baby.”
Stuart whined. He knew Brandon would never do anything to get them in trouble, but one of his fantasies was Brandon—and Jeff—using him somewhere like that, the risk of discovery. So far, they hadn’t been able to do much about it, just a couple of quick encounters where they’d teased him with an uncompleted hand job, or made him suck their cocks.
They hadn’t been able to actually fuck him like that, though.
“Yes, Sir.”
Brandon sucked on Stuart’s lower lip before slanting his mouth over Stuart’s for a crushing kiss. “When we come home, you can take it out for a little while. Then put it back in before we go over to Bill and Faith’s for dinner. Youwillget fucked there before the evening is over.”
He punctuated that with a hard thrust that nearly sent Stuart over the edge. “Yes!”
“Is my boy close?” He picked up the pace. “Because if you don’t come before I do, you’re going to get the chastity cage tonight.”
“Please make me come, Sir!”
Brandon nibbled a line of heat along Stuart’s right jaw, to his ear. “Such a handsome slut for me. Such a good boy. I love owning this ass of yours, baby.”
Another whine escaped him. He wassooo…fucking…close!
“I love using that toy on you both. That way, I can fuck you bare and then make you suck me clean, because it’s inside the toy. You love having that thing knotted inside you, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir!”
His lips were right next to Stuart’s ear. “Tell me why, boy.”
“I…I love feeling it inside me. I love wearing it. It’s like having Sir’s cock in me all the time.”
“You like having that big ole thing in there, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir!”
“Anything else you’d like in there?”
