Page 51 of Empty Heat
“Beautiful. You’re doing so well.”
My own cock strained to see him in such a state. He was stunning, to say the least, but also I couldn’t stop my feelings for him from pouring forth. I yearned to hold him, to merge with him. To fuck him.
I pushed again at the little toy. It was halfway inside him and no complaints. But I’d gone slowly, and it was so slick and small. I wanted his graduation to be easy and gentle.
“It’s halfway in. That’s about three inches. You’re doing so well.”
“That’s not much.” He let out a whoosh of air from his lungs. “But I feel it and I want it to move. I want more.”
I gave him more. I repeated my slow insertion over the next few minutes until it was all the way in him. He did not show pain response, but I asked him anyway.
“It’s all the way in. How does it feel?”
“Oh, please make it move.”
I tugged on it until about an inch slowly came out, then pushed it back in. He groaned and panted. “It pushed against something inside me.”
“Something good?”
“Really good.”
“That’s perfect. That’s what’s supposed to happen. Do you like it?”
“Oh yes!”
I moved the toy in and out again. He cried out. “More!”
“It is hitting the prostate now. That will make you come if I move it faster.”
“Yes,” he said. “Please.”
I moved it faster, but still very little, pulling out only an inch or so. I gently petted his swollen cock as the toy massaged his prostate.
He came fast and hard, the cum shooting from him as I wrapped my fingers around him and milked his cock. Cum spattered his naked chest. The orgasm took over his whole body. I watched the rim of his anus squeeze around the toy and knew he was having an internal orgasm as well.
He yelled and his cock spurted again. I watched the beauty of his pleasure and for a moment my breath caught in my throat. The room spun for me as well. The tip of his erection dripped as he tried to roll and squirm through his bliss.
When he finally relaxed, I slowly pulled the toy from his body. It glistened with his beautiful juices. My mouth watered. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to feel his essence all over my own body.
His lovely thighs were golden and damp. I grabbed a towel off the pile I’d set out earlier and ran it over his body from chest to asshole, drying him, cleaning him with care.
My own cock dripped with precum, and I blotted that away as well, again ignoring my own need. This wasn’t about me. I definitely wanted him. But that was not my reason in this moment for being with him.
“Thank you, Lev.” He rolled onto his side.
I lay next to him again, gently brushing the damp hair from his forehead. “You were perfect.Areperfect.”
“I never felt anything like that in my life.” He put a hand to his face and covered his embarrassment. “It worked. Everything worked.”
I pulled his hand from his face. “Of course everything works. You needed help to find that place, to understand what will aid you in finding ultimate satisfaction.”
“That’s what you do.” He gulped. “As a surrogate.”
“Yes.”
“Are you my surrogate now, though?”
The question took me off-guard. I had done things I never had before with Callum. Called him sweetheart. Kissed him. But when I went into teaching mode, maybe it felt different for him.
