Chapter 29 #2
The thought sat like an anvil in my gut, a coldness in my chest seeping out to swallow all the warmth Benny had wrapped me in these last few days.
His frown told me I hadn’t managed to keep it from showing on my face. “Or… I could just keep comin’ here?”
“No.” I shook my head. “I want to. I want to see where you live. Besides, there will probably be fewer eyes on us at your place anyway. I’ll come on Friday.”
“And stay the weekend?”
“And stay the weekend. Now let’s go to bed.”
We showered together, our lips unable to remain apart for longer than minutes at a time.
Benny insisted on washing me, taking his time to soap up every inch of my skin, his fingers paying extra attention to my ass—kneading my cheeks before sliding between them to play with my hole.
It was a little sore from taking him the last couple of days.
Benny wasn’t exactly small, and I hadn’t let him be as gentle as he’d wanted to be. But I had no regrets.
Then we brushed our teeth and fell into bed. The sheets hadn’t even warmed from our bodies before we were grinding against each other.
“Lube,” I whispered between his kisses, and he grabbed it from the top of the nightstand, slicking up his fingers and bringing them between my legs.
“No,” I breathed. “You.”
Benny bit his lip and nodded, taking sticky fingers to his own hole instead. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I could see the way it made him feel as one strong arm held him over me while he opened himself up with the other.
The louder his moans became, the deeper his cheeks flushed, the more pleasure I could drink from his expression.
“You’re so fucking hot,” I whispered. “You feeling good, pup?”
He nodded.
“Your slutty hole has been neglected for too long, hasn’t it?”
He nodded again.
“How many fingers are you using?”
“Two.”
“Add another one.”
Benny groaned louder.
“Tell me when you have four.”
He whimpered and nodded.
I continued to watch and listen to his sounds, paired with the wet squelching that was speeding up from behind him until he moaned loudly again and nodded.
“Get the dildo.”
He did as he was told. Retrieving it and then handing it to me like the good boy he was.
“Turn around.”
Once he’d presented me with his open hole, I added more lube to the dildo, then I was pushing it inside him.
I didn’t give him a moment to adjust before I was thrusting it deep and hard and Benny was moaning on every breath. His muscled legs trembled where they were straddled over me.
“You make such pretty sounds.”
He whimpered in response. I fucked him faster, just to see how loud I could get him.
His cock was angry and throbbing where it hung between his thighs, and I knew if I gave him any friction, he’d come. But I wasn’t done with him yet.
I kept going until he was a sweaty, shaking, whimpering mess, barely able to hold his own weight above me.
“You’re such a slut,” I told him, my voice thick with lust. “I bet you could take more. This toy isn’t enough for you, is it?”
He moaned.
I left it inside him as I reached for the lube again, slicking up my fingers.
Then I was fucking him with the toy again as I traced his rim, applying pressure until one of my fingers slipped into his heat along with the toy.
I left it inside and resumed fucking him fast and hard with the dildo until his body loosened again. Then I slipped in a second.
Benny was a mess, and as much as I appreciated watching my toy entering his sloppy hole, I needed to see his face.
I pulled it out and he twitched as if trying to suck it back in.
“Lie down.”
Benny all but collapsed onto his back.
“Grab your knees and hold yourself open for me.”
He did, shaking hands gripping trembling legs and pulling his knees up to his chest.
This time I watched his face as I shoved the toy back inside, watching as his eyes rolled back in bliss.
I fucked him as fast as my arm was capable of moving, pumping it rapidly as his head threw back, veins popping in his neck as his toes curled.
“Look at me!”
His eyes snapped back to me immediately.
“Don’t you dare look away from me until I tell you that you can.”
He nodded, and I knew he was already beyond being able to use his words. His pupils expanded as they locked onto me through his lust haze.
I doubted he could stop the noises he was making if I ordered him to, but I wouldn’t. They were my favorite music.
“Can you hear yourself?” I smirked. “Hear what a whore you are. Listen to your pretty moans, and how wet and sloppy you are for my toy. You love it, don’t you?”
He nodded again.
“I love it too. Love seeing you so messy for me.”
I pulled the toy out suddenly, and before he could complain or even process it, my cock was replacing it, sinking balls deep into wet heat as I groaned.
He was somehow still so tight despite me being smaller than the toy I’d fucked him open with. And so fucking hot.
“Fuuuck, Benny. Your hole feels so good.”
Benny’s loud moan turned into a whimper as I started to thrust, his head throwing back again.
I pulled out.
He whined. Brown eyes found me again as his hole convulsed around nothing.
“If you want me to keep going, then you keep your eyes on me, pretty boy.”
Benny bit his lip as he nodded eagerly, and I pushed back inside him.
“You like having my cock in your slutty hole?”
We both already knew the answer to that, but Benny nodded anyway.
“What do you like more, hmm? Me?” I pulled out, then thrust the whole length of the toy back inside. “Or the dildo?”
He cried.
I pumped it once, twice, then pulled it out and gave him my cock again, thrusting once, twice before pulling out and leaving him empty.
He sobbed.
“Answer me.”
Benny’s chest was heaving, his words still escaping him.
I smacked his thigh hard enough to sting my palm. “Answer, slut.”
“Yours!” he sobbed.
I slammed back inside him. “Good. My pretty boy likes his Master’s dick?”
Benny nodded rapidly.
“It’s not enough, though, is it? Not for this slutty hole. I think you can take even more. Can’t you?”
His brows pinched together. A deep blush covered his whole body, visible even in the low lighting. He nodded.
“Good boy.” I pulled out again and gave him the toy.
“Hold this in, pup. Don’t you dare let it slip out.”
It took him a moment to process my words, but once he had, he let go of one leg, sliding his hand underneath himself to hold the dildo in place.
My hand took the place his vacated, keeping his leg tucked up tight to his chest.
With my other, I found the lube again, popping it open and not caring about the mess as I poured more over his already messy hole and the toy. Then I added more to my cock.
I slipped two fingers into his stuffed hole. He cried out, but he didn’t pull away, and he didn’t seem to be in pain. I added a third and he sobbed, but his body accepted me.
He was ready.
I pulled my fingers out, grasped my dick, and guided it to his entrance.
There was a bit of resistance, so I pushed a little harder, and his hole surrendered. My cock slipped into the incredibly tight channel beside the dildo.
He sobbed again, his hole clenching and pulsing around the two dicks filling it.
I’d thought he was tight before, but it had nothing on how tight he was right now. I groaned, rolling my hips slowly, causing both my dick and the toy to press deeper, and Benny whimpered.
“You like that, don’t you, baby? Like being so, so full.”
He nodded.
“Yeah you do. I’m going to fuck you now.”
That was the only warning he got before both my hands gripped behind his knees and I pushed his legs up higher, curling his body into a better position to start fucking him without restraint.
“Fuck, pup.” I panted. “You were made for this.”
He couldn’t stop crying. Tears of pleasure streamed down his cheeks as the noises kept pouring out of him.
I wasn’t playing anymore, wasn’t teasing him or dragging this out. It was a brutal race to the finish line. His sweet body sucked me in with every fast, hard thrust.
The pressure inside me built rapidly.
The sight of Benny so full like this would be enough on its own to make me come, but to pair it with the incredible heat and tightness, it didn’t take long at all.
I roared as I sank as deep as possible, my cock painting his slick insides with cum.
Benny was moaning and crying so hard he could hardly breathe. His cock was dark and angry and so, so hard. All it took was me stroking him a couple of times, and he shouted as he sprayed all over himself.
Seeing the absolute mess I’d made out of him filled me with a huge sense of pride and accomplishment. That I was able to make such a big strong man into a boneless, whimpering mess, so fucked out he couldn’t even speak.
I pulled out, slowly this time, then gently eased his fingers off the toy so I could slip that out too.
His hole was gaping. My cock twitched again in appreciation.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty,” I panted. “Can I take a picture?”
Benny’s eyes were struggling to stay open, but they remained on me between heavy blinks. He nodded.
I scrambled for my phone, holding him open as I took far more pictures than necessary. At least I’d have something to look at throughout the week before I could see him again this weekend.
I placed a kiss on his knee. “You can rest now, my love.”
His head slumped back immediately.
I took another long moment to appreciate all of him before I got up, bringing back a couple of warm, damp washcloths with me.
Benny was already asleep. He didn’t wake as I moved his limbs to clean him up as best as I was able to.
Then I yanked the blanket out from under him, chucking it somewhere to deal with later and getting us a fresh one from where I’d discovered the linen closet was, and tucked us both in to sleep.