Chapter 11 #4
Before Johnny could launch any kind of protest, Gavin picked him up, flipped him around, and draped Johnny over his lap, ass up.
“Wha—”
SMACK
“Ouch!”
SMACK
“Gavin?”
SMACK
The last one stung, but not in the same way as the first one. Gavin popped his ass a few more times before it became something completely different.
Johnny’s body betrayed him again.
He writhed in Gavin’s lap, his ass begging for more. Gavin delivered. Johnny anticipated each slap, raising his ass for it, grinding his hips against Gavin’s lap afterward. A few more left him panting and begging. “Gav...ugh...please, please.”
Gavin rubbed his hands over Johnny’s stinging skin. “Love how red your ass is. Love my fingerprints on it. Marking you.”
Johnny groaned. Apparently, he liked that too.
After a few moments of fondling Johnny’s ass, Gavin flipped him around one more time. Back on the bed, on his stomach with that stinging ass hanging over the bed. “I want to see your red ass as I plow into it.”
“Yes.”
“God, I love hearing that word roll off your sexy lips. Say it again.”
“Yes. Gavin, whatever you want.”
“Yes. Indeed.”
Johnny rubbed his forehead into the mattress while listening to Gavin move around the room.
It didn’t take long before the click of the lube top snapped.
Gavin dripped the cool goo along the crack of Johnny’s ass.
He chased it with a finger before shoving it into his hole.
He kissed Johnny’s ass cheek, one then the other, softly with puckered lips.
“So, so pretty,” he muttered, fingering Johnny.
It started out gentle but quickly turned to hard fucking.
Johnny bucked up to meet his strokes until Gavin pressed a hand against his lower back, pinning him to the mattress. “Be still.”
Johnny groaned, barely managing to keep from thrusting his hips. It was difficult. His body wanted to fuck. “Please...”
“Shh...I’ve got you. Wait for it.”
He held his breath. It didn’t take long, but at the moment, it took for fucking ever before he heard the rustling of a condom being opened then rolled on.
Johnny’s toes dug into the thin carpet, and his thighs spasmed with anticipation.
Gavin leaned over him, pressing his chest to Johnny’s back.
His cock teased Johnny’s ass. “This isn’t the best position.
” Gavin nuzzled under Johnny’s ear. He jumped up and flipped Johnny again.
“I think you like tossing me around.”
“Ha! I do. Still—” He slipped his hands under Johnny’s thighs, wrapping them around and lifting.
“This is better.” He lined his cock up and slid it in, pushing with short strokes.
In and out. In and out. Johnny’s ass finally relaxed, letting him all the way in, and he bottomed out, pressing his flesh against Johnny’s.
Johnny’s ass still stung, and between that and hanging in the air with his shoulders pressed to the mattress, he felt strangely sexy and desirable. He wanted more of that. He flexed his glutes and thighs, getting Gavin’s attention. “Move...”
“You’re very bossy. Do you need another spanking?” Gavin narrowed one of his eyes, glaring at Johnny, but he didn’t move. He held Johnny in position—their bodies flush, balls to ass.
“Yes. Later. Move now.”
“Johnny...” What came out of his mouth next sounded animalistic, like a growl or snarl. Johnny liked it.
He flexed again. “Gav, please...”
Gavin rolled his hips, his cock sliding out and back in. He moved, taking slow and sensuous strokes. Johnny’s eyelids fluttered when Gavin’s cock rubbed along that glorious spot.
“Open your eyes, Johnny. I want to see you.”
Johnny obeyed. He stared up into Gavin’s eyes. His pupils were so wide and the brown so dark they looked like they’d eaten up all the color except for a few gold specks that reflected in the hotel room light. Johnny wanted to know what lurked behind them. “Wh-What are you thinking, Gav?”
“You. All you. Only you.” His rhythm shifted into something fierce and demanding, and Johnny took everything Gavin gave him.
“Put your hands on the floor,” Gavin said, pulling out and turning Johnny around until he was practically doing a handstand.
Gavin held his thighs, spreading them before plunging his dick back in and using Johnny’s hole for his pleasure.
He didn’t give Johnny even a moment to get used to his rhythm before changing it.
He alternated fast and slow, playing with the angle and moving Johnny’s body wherever he wanted.
Johnny grunted as the fucking became more forceful.
He couldn’t focus on the feeling. His arms ached, distracting him.
Blood rushed to his head. His cock flagged, but he was dying to let Gavin use him.
He wanted to feel all of this. His chest tightened, and a strangled sound escaped him.
“Breathe, Johnny.” Gavin pulled out, turning him upright and holding him close. “I’m not done with you.”
“I’m fine. Good. Let’s go.”
Gavin leaned in and kissed him. He took Johnny’s mouth with authority, owning it. He demanded with his lips and tongue, and Johnny submitted, letting him take what he wanted.
Once he had enough, Gavin dropped Johnny on the bed. “I’m going to fuck you some more. Don’t touch your cock. Don’t come. Not until I say. Can you do that?”
“Yes.”
“God help me. Hands and knees, boy.”
Something about Gavin calling him boy twisted his insides.
Every time he heard it, he became a slut for Gavin.
Like he’d completely released control and would do anything the man wanted.
He scrambled to his hands and knees, sticking his ass up in the air.
Gavin rewarded him with another slap that made Johnny cry out, but Gavin’s lips followed his hand, kissing it better before he pulled Johnny’s ass cheeks apart. “Gav!”
“So sexy...” He shoved his cock back inside Johnny’s hole. Much better, right side up. Johnny marveled at Gavin’s strength to put him wherever he wanted him.
Gavin thrust harder, picking up a steady rhythm. He tilted his angle and hit Johnny’s prostate, but not on every stroke. When it did hit, electric waves shot through his whole body in gushes of pleasure.
Johnny clenched his ass tighter. He wanted to feel everything Gavin gave him. Gavin groaned and fucked him harder, grabbing his hips. Their skin slapping against each other echoed through the room like a tambourine beating out the tempo of their sex.
He tried holding off his orgasm like he said he would, but that meant thinking of other things. He didn’t want his mind going to anything else other than the slide of that thick cock in and out of him. Thinking about it, feeling it...his orgasm raced closer. “I can’t...” he groaned out.
Gavin stopped moving. “Can’t what?”
“Hold it. I can’t. I need to come.”
Gavin chuckled. “Okay. You can come, but not from jacking off.” He leaned over Johnny’s body and grabbed his wrists. “If you can come without touching, you go for it.” He rotated his hips, moving them around in circles, as he fucked into Johnny’s hole.
Johnny’s sensitive body flew heavenward with the constant rubbing on his prostate.
The heat surrounding him from Gavin’s chest pressing against his back made him feel safe.
He could feel Gavin’s breath brushing his ear and his neck, sending chills up his spine.
It all built right back up rather quickly, but this time, Johnny focused on every little sensation and everything Gavin did to him, every touch, every stroke.
His orgasm rushed over him, and he cried out. “Gav...”
Gavin’s moans changed to grunts as he came right along with Johnny. It’d been a lot, maybe too much. Johnny couldn’t keep his eyes open. He slid his legs down, resting on his stomach on the bed, while Gavin pulled out and got up. It left Johnny feeling empty. He’d been so full with Gavin’s cock.
“Sleep now...” Gavin said softly as he cleaned Johnny up with a damp cloth.
Johnny must have agreed because he drifted right off.