Chapter 15 Dante
DANTE
Istared down at Alex, spread out for me, at my mercy. This was even better than I imagined. He was so eager, so compliant. Part of me wanted to watch him, to see his face as I pushed into him, as he learned what it was like to have a cock up his ass for the first time.
But I knew it would be easier for him on his hands and knees, and easier for me, too, because as much as I wanted to watch him, I feared what might happen if I stared into his eyes as he came. I was already in way too deep, and I hadn’t even breached that first ring of muscle.
“Turn over. I want you on your hands and knees. And grip the pillow. You’ll need it.”
“Oh my God. Dante.”
“I’ve got you. I’m going to take care of you.”
Part of me wanted to grab his hips and drive my cock into him in one brutal stroke.
I wanted to pound into him, fill him with my cum, and make him know he was mine, and no one else would have his ass.
But I knew he needed some measure of tenderness.
He was scared. And as much as I liked the power I had over him.
I wasn’t going to abuse it or him. I had self-control.
At least, I hoped to hell I did. I wanted him so badly. I might come in two seconds once I got inside that tight ass.
“I don’t want to use a condom with you. I want my bare cock up your ass.”
Alex nodded frantically. “I haven’t had sex in a long time. I got tested because I’d gotten kind of crazy in high school, thinking maybe I just needed to find the right girl to fuck and I wouldn’t want men anymore. That didn’t work.”
“I’m on PrEP, and I get tested. You’re safe with me. I’m going to fuck you raw and fill you with my cum. I want you to know what it’s like to feel it draining out of your ass and running down your legs. I want you messy, filthy, marked by me.”
“Yes, God, yes.”
I positioned myself behind him and pressed the tip of my cock to his hole. He shivered, and it made me smile. He had no idea how good this was going to be once his body accepted me.
I pushed into him, just enough to open that first ring of muscle.
He groaned. “Fuck.”
“Relax. Breathe out and open up. Let me in.”
He tried to pull away. “Too big.”
“No, just right for you. Perfect.”
He looked at me over his shoulder and shook his head.
I pushed deeper, and he whimpered. “It hurts.”
“I know, but it won’t eventually. Soon, you’ll be begging for more. Right now, just breathe and relax.”
I pulled back just a little and then pushed in again. It was so tight. The grip on my cock hurt. But that wasn’t going to stop me.
Alex gasped. “I don’t think I can do this.”
“Yes, you can. You can be good. You can let me inside.”
He fought me as I gave him another stroke. “Fuck, I don’t.”
“Shh.” I reached under him and gripped his cock, knowing some friction would make this easier for him.
It was killing me not to move, not to shove in deeper, open him up, stretch him out wide. When I felt him relax, I slid in deeper.
He sucked in his breath. “It feels like you’re trying to stick a tree trunk up my ass.”
“Oh, baby, what a nice compliment.” I pulled back, then slid in deeper, pushing harder.
“Can’t. Please.” I took his cock again and worked him more. Eventually, he was fucking into my hand and pushing back against me.
“Now you’re ready. You need more, don’t you?”
“Yes. I don’t know. It hurts, but I don’t care. I like it. I want it.”
“Good.” I pulled out and pushed in much harder this time. He cried out, but I didn’t stop. I fucked him again and again, still not filling him as far as I could.
Once he was relaxed, I leaned over him and nuzzled his neck. “You’re going to take it all now.”
“I don’t know.”
“Are you my good boy?”
“Yes! Yes, Professor.”
I thrust in all the way, clenching his hips and keeping him from moving away. He twisted his head back and forth, hands clenching the pillow. “Good boy. You did it. I’m all the way inside you.”
He groaned. “You’re tearing me apart.”
“It’s going to get easier.” I pulled partway out, tilted his hips, and pushed back in again, knowing this angle would help me slide over that sweet spot inside.
“Holy fuck,” he screamed.
“I told you you’d like it.”
“Oh my God. More. Please.” I did it again. “Fuck, I think I could come just from that.”
“Eventually, we’ll try that.” Once again, I was forgetting that this needed to be a onetime thing. If I wanted to find out, I needed to do it now, but I didn’t think I could hold back long enough for that.