Ben
I dashed ahead on the narrow forest path, spinning around to face Sutton with a goofy grin plastered on my face, happy to see him goofing around with me after the devastation that had been on his face only moments before. "Come on, keep up!" I teased, walking backwards. "I thought you were going to catch me and show me what it was like to be topped." I turned and wiggled my ass a little. "So tempting, isn't it?"
This finally earned a genuine chuckle from Sutton. "You're ridiculous."
"But good ridiculous, right?" I turned back around and found him right on top of me, and his emerald eyes smoldered as he stalked towards me. He pushed me hard against the tree trunk and captured my mouth in a searing kiss, wrapping a hand around my throat and pinning me there as he devoured my mouth once again. I threaded my fingers through his chestnut hair, parting my lips to allow his probing tongue access. He kissed me hard and rough, pouring his anger and frustration into the embrace. I let him take control, still enjoying this dominant side of him.
Then abruptly he pulled back, breaking the kiss. We were both panting. "Sorry, I—" He tucked his chin, his cheeks going pink.
"Tell me what you need. Whatever it is, it's okay," I reassured him, stroking his cheek and lifting his chin up so he met my eyes.
He gave me a crooked, self-deprecating smile. "Thanks for being so understanding. And for being silly and sexy to cheer me up. I loved it, but—" Swallowing hard, he leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear as he whispered, "Right now, I really need you to dominate me. Treat me like your little whore. Let me be what I am for you."
My cock was half-hard from the fooling around, but it instantly swelled at his words, straining against my jeans. Fuck, that was hot. Seeing Sutton like this, begging to be used and degraded, that was a big part of why we worked. I was a top, and as much as it pleased me to allow him some room to play and explore, I needed this as much as he did.
"Thank you for being honest about what you need, little slut. This is why you're mine." My playful mood from earlier evaporated, replaced by pure, sensual dominance. I reached between Sutton's muscular thighs and grabbed his package, feeling his hard length through his shorts. He gasped as I fondled him roughly, enjoying the pulsing heat of his arousal. I watched his pupils dilate as he gave in.
"You want to be my toy, don't you?" I growled, my voice low and authoritative. "You want me to use you however I please?"
Sutton whimpered and nodded frantically, his pupils blown wide with lust. "Yes. Can you top me?"
I shook my head and squeezed his junk harder, eliciting a yelp. "If you're my whore, then this cock belongs to me now. It's my dildo to fuck myself with, isn't it? It's not just your ass that I own." I was getting into the dirty talk as I grabbed a handful of his firm jock bubble butt. "I'll use any damn part of you. Understand?"
"Y-yes, sir," Sutton breathed, trembling under my touch. "Thank you. I'm yours, all yours."
The submissive, dazed look in his eyes, the desperation in his voice, it all made me harder. Fuck, he was really getting off on this. And I was more than happy to play my part, because the more we got a little kinky, the more I realized I loved talking dirty to my sweetheart of a boy, and I loved making him all needy and desperate like this. Releasing him, I turned and started back down the wooded path towards my cabin. I snapped my fingers, not bothering to look behind me. "Heel, boy."
I heard Sutton scramble to follow obediently at my command. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw him adjusting his rigid cock in his shorts as he walked. His handsome face was flushed, expression vulnerable and needy, so different from his usual cocky jock swagger.
"Good boy," I praised, then landed a sharp spank on his butt. He jumped and bit his lip to stifle a moan. "Such a good little whore for your master. Now let's get you home so I can put you to good use."
I jogged up the steps and opened the door for him, giving his round ass a sharp slap as he stepped past me. Clearly, this was the way to erase all thoughts of Elliot from his mind, and that warmed me all over. Once inside my cozy cabin, I closed the door and leaned back against it, eyeing Sutton hungrily.
"Kneel," I said, and he kneeled in front of me, his eyes widening at my erection straining against my pants. "Kiss me. Show me how you worship your master."
His breath shook as he leaned forward, breathing in my smell, then kissed the length of my shaft through my shorts.
I cupped the side of his face and forced him to look up at me. "I'm sorry that Elliot hurt you, but I can't regret it. Every step in your life led you to be here with me now. Without Elliot, you'd never have been the slut you were in college, learned to be such a good cocksucker for me. You never would have followed Parker to camp."
Sutton laughed a little. "You really are happy with my blow job skills."
I rubbed his lips with my thumb. "So happy. You did so much good practicing so you could be the perfect boyfriend for me, my love. And you want to make me happy, don't you?" I asked.
"More than anything," he breathed. "I'd take the pain of losing Elliot and the guilt of thinking I'd ruined his life all over again if it meant ending up here with you."
"What a good boy you are," I murmured, dragging my thumb over his lower lip. "The best boy." Stepping back, I helped him to stand, then led him back to my bedroom and ordered him to strip, to give me a show.
Sutton licked his lips, holding my gaze as he began to undress seductively. He slowly peeled his t-shirt up and off, revealing his chiseled abs and defined pecs. His thumbs hooked into the waistband of his shorts and he wiggled his hips as he pushed them down, bending over to slide them off. The outline of his hard cock and full balls strained against the fabric of his tight briefs.
Fuck, he was gorgeous. Pale skin, rippling muscle, a light dusting of freckles across his broad shoulders. I palmed myself through my jeans as I watched him, drinking in every detail.
Finally, Sutton turned around and bent over, giving me a perfect view of his amazing ass as he oh-so-slowly shimmied out of his underwear. His heavy balls and hard shaft swung free as the briefs hit the floor. When he straightened back up, his rigid cock bobbed obscenely, flushed a deep red and already leaking pre-cum.
"On the bed," I growled. "Spread your legs. I want to see everything that belongs to me."
Eagerly obeying, Sutton crawled onto the mattress and laid back against the pillows. He spread his muscular thighs wide apart, presenting his most intimate parts completely exposed and vulnerable.
I grabbed the lube from the nightstand and tossed it to him. "Get yourself nice and slick for me. Stroke that pretty cock until it's all shiny and dripping."
As Sutton began to lube up his shaft, his cheeks flushed. "I'm sorry my cock isn't as big as yours," he whispered.
"Fuck, I'm not. You're beautiful and just the right size. Hell, I don't know how you take me in you." I started to undress, keeping my burning eyes locked on the live porn unfolding before me. "That's it. Get it all wet and ready. I'm gonna ride your dick so hard, use it like my own personal dildo to pop my cherry. You'd like that, wouldn't you, slut? Having a master's tight virgin ass milking your cock?"
"Oh fuck, yes," Sutton whimpered, working his slick fist faster over his member, bucking his hips up into his hand. "W-want that so bad…"
"Mmm, I know you do." Completely naked now, I grabbed the lube and slicked my fingers up generously before reaching back and sliding my fingers down my crack. "Eyes on me. Watch closely now…"
Planting one knee on the bed, I maintained intense eye contact with Sutton as I began to circle my tight pucker, massaging the outside to relax the ring of muscle. Slowly, I pressed a lube-coated finger inside, groaning at the foreign sensation of penetrating my own untouched hole. I moaned at the thought of having him inside me, thinking about how much he enjoyed being fucked and wondering if it would be the same for me. My cock was rock hard, and I gave that a stroke with my other hand as I slowly fingered myself.
"Oh god," Sutton panted, chest heaving with ragged breaths as he stroked his cock. "You're so hot, so fucking sexy…"
I smirked at the reverent praise, picking up the pace as I fucked myself on my fingers, stretching and prepping for what was to come. The burning ache gradually gave way to tingling pleasure. Soon I was pushing three fingers in deep, free hand tugging at my dripping cock, completely lost in the hedonistic sensation…
Until Sutton's needy whine snapped my focus back to him. His hips writhed as he frantically jerked himself, looking totally debauched and desperate, edging himself as he waited for my command. "Please, ."
"Mmm, look at you, so worked up from watching your master play with his hole," I purred. "My cock hungry little cum slut… I think you've earned your reward."
I straddled his hips, staring down at him as I dragged the head of his cock against my hole, groaning as the soft, silky part of him pressed snugly against where I needed him most. He was a lovely size, big enough to give me some stretch without being overwhelming. I watched his face as I pressed him a little way into my hole. His eyes were hooded with lust, his mouth open slightly, and he let out a little gasp.
"You're going to be my first," I whispered, catching his eyes, and my mind skipped ahead, wondering if he'd be my only. "You're the perfect size to fill me up." I could sense the relief in his eyes, but also the eagerness to please me, which only made me more determined to show him how much I appreciated him.
I pressed down, guiding Sutton's hard cock inside me. As he breached the tight ring of muscles I'd stretched open with my fingers, I groaned with pleasure. His size was perfect, and the sensation was heavenly rather than painful. I sat down further, enjoying the stretch and the desperate, needy expression on his face as I forced him in deep, letting his cock drag against my prostate. It was intimate and beautiful, and I wanted his cum.
Slowly, I began to bounce on top of him, watching as my submissive boyfriend writhed beneath me, his green eyes clouded with lust.
"God, you feel so good inside me," I moaned, sliding up and down on his shaft, enjoying the sensations of his slick cock brushing against every spot inside me.
"," Sutton panted, his freckled face flushed with desire.
As I rode him harder and faster, I could feel the pressure building inside. His cries grew more desperate, each movement bringing us closer to the edge. I held back on stroking my cock, determined to enjoy his pleasure, and to drag out my own.
"…" Sutton gasped, his voice strained with pleasure. It was clear he was close, and I wanted him to embrace the moment fully.
"Come for me, baby," I urged him, leaning down to capture his lips in a searing kiss. The heat between us was palpable, and I could feel the sweat begin to bead on our skin. I imagined fucking him after this, watching his sated, limp body shake beneath me as I used him for my pleasure and my pleasure alone, and I knew that was what we needed to do. "I want your cum inside me while I'm fucking you."
His eyes widened, a mix of surprise and growing desperation, and his hips jolted up, meeting my movements thrust for thrust.
"Come on, baby," I urged him, my own arousal mounting with every passing second. The sight of my submissive boyfriend beneath me, so beautiful and vulnerable, made me desperate to push him over the edge. I loved the way he writhed for me, the wild look he got in his eyes when he was close to coming, and the way his body took over, his hips slamming harder and faster into mine as he fucked inside me.
"," he cried out, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he struggled to hold back any longer.
"Let go," I whispered, leaning in and capturing his lips in a tender kiss. In that moment, something within him seemed to break free, and his body gave in to the pleasure. Sutton's orgasm hit him like a tidal wave, his entire body tensing and shuddering beneath me. I reveled in the sensation of him coming inside me, filling me with his warmth and love.
"I love you. I wouldn't change anything," he whispered, staring up at me, his eyes wide with wonder. "Not Elliot, not anything."
The words washed over me like a wave, filling me with warmth and wonder. This beautiful man had chosen me, trusted me with his deepest desires, and now we were locked in this intimate embrace, sharing something more profound than either of us had ever experienced before.
I laughed softly, climbing off of him and spreading his legs wider, folding him in half so his hole was open and ready for my taking. "Not even the way I'm going to fuck your hole right now?"
"Especially not that." He smirked at me.