Rage

Chapter 6

Chapter Six

Sin

N oah’s father is a vile man who deserves everything I’m going to do to him. I don’t believe for one second that his father stopped at breaking bones that one time. He abused his kid for something he had no control over. For something that is perfectly normal.

I’ve known since I was fourteen that I liked men and women. My parents were supportive of that. I may be fucked up, but it’s not because I was lacking parental support or guidance. My issues stem from something else. I plan to check into his parents later, but for now, Noah needs me.

“Sin, I want to be okay with who I am,” he says softly.

“I know, baby, I know,” I say, stroking his head.

“I–” he stops, as if he’s not sure what to say. “I want you,” he says softly. “But I don’t know how to be okay with that. Can you help me?”

Yes, I know I should ask follow up questions, like if he’s sure and if he’s really ready, but I’ve never pretended to be a good man. I grab his jaw and kiss him. The kiss starts out soft, tender and quickly turns to more, turning feverish, our teeth clashing. By the time we pull away, our breathing is ragged. Both of us suck in deep breaths.

Noah is the one who makes the move this time. He crashes his mouth back onto mine. I grab the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head. Reaching behind my back, I pull mine off one handed, before grabbing the waistband of the sweats I left in here for him. They look fucking fantastic on him. I love seeing him in my clothes. Once I free his hard cock, I take a step back and admire the view. He is tall and lean with muscles that are like a runners. His cock is long, thick and curved, with a vein that runs up the side, it’s swollen and already dripping precum.

Looking at Noah’s sexy body has made my own cock so hard it hurts. I feel the precum leaking out of the tip and smearing on my boxers. I free my own hard shaft, watching Noah’s eyes roll up and down my body, before his eyes go wide, stopping on my piercings. His dick twitches, and with the look in his eyes, I know he’s a little terrified but he’s enjoying the view. When I take a step forward, Noah takes one back until the backs of his legs hit the bed. He falls back on the bed in a sitting position. I walk back to my pants on the floor, fishing out the packet of lube I have in the pocket. I was planning on taking him today regardless of how he felt. I ran out of patience.

I walk back up to the edge of the bed and grab Noah’s jaw, bringing my lips down onto his. I push on his chest, making him lie back on the bed. Once he is lying down, I kiss and suck my way down his chest and stomach, kneeling as I do it. When I reach his shaft, I open my mouth and swirl my tongue around his tip. Noah releases a loud moan, the noises he’s making encouraging me to take him deeper. I take deep breaths through my nose before hollowing my cheeks and taking him all the way down my throat. I hold him there, before pulling back up and circling my tongue around his tip again. He bucks his hips, trying to make me speed up, but he’s not leading this, I am. I pin his hips to the bed and keep my slow torturous pace.

Noah groans. “Please, I need to come.”

I laugh and pull off him completely.

He sits up and scowls at me.

“Calm down, baby,” I playfully reprimand. “I’ll make you come so hard you’ll see stars.”

I spread his legs and rip the lube open with my teeth, before I squeeze some on my finger and rub it on his tight hole. Noah tenses, clenching his ass cheeks.

“Relax, baby,” I soothe.

My heart jackhammers. Noah’s finally giving in to me. I’m totally caught off guard, but when I’m done with him, he’ll never question himself again.

I feel him relax ever so slightly and I slowly press my finger into him. Once my finger is inside his warm hole, I add some more lube and press another finger into him. No matter how much I finger him, this is going to hurt. I’m big, I should have prepped him more but I’ll make this as painless as I can.

I reach up with my other hand and spit into it. I wrap my hand around his cock trying to distract him some before adding a third finger. When my third finger breeches his tight puckered hole, Noah sucks in a deep, shuddering breath. I slowly spread my fingers inside him and stretch him out some more. I feel Noah tense before he shoots ropes of come onto my hand and his stomach.

I rise up off my knees and line my cock up to his tight hole. Noah releases a shaky breath and nods, letting me know he can take it, that he’s ready. I push in an inch slowly, then pull out. Keeping that agonizing pace, I finally have about half my cock in. Noah relaxes further, so pulling out, I slam all the way in.

He lets out a loud, “Holy shit.”

“Fuuuuuuck,” I moan out, “baby, you’re tight as fuck, the way you’re squeezing me.”

He lets out a guttural moan at my words.

“Baby, you feel so fucking good, you’re so perfect,” I praise.

Just as I thought–he’s a slut for praise, if his swelling cock is any indication.

“Are you gonna take my cock like a good boy?” I ask.

Noah just moans at my question.

“Answer me,” I growl.

“Y-Yes.”

“Yes.” I punctuate with each thrust. “You. Are. Because. You’re. Such. A. Good. Fucking. Boy.”

After a few more hard thrusts, I feel his body lock up again, and his come paints both our bodies. That pushes me over the edge, and my release fills his ass. I thrust a few more times before pulling out. I look down to see my come leaking out of his ass, so I reach down and push it back in. Noah moans from the feeling of my fingers sliding inside his abused hole.

I collapse on the bed next to him, pulling him on my chest. When his head is on me, I run my fingers through his hair, falling asleep.