Chapter 9 Niko
Niko
Niko, filming a video two hours ago
Username: Dragonfly
I keep trying to start a video, but I can’t.
For the first time ever, I’m bored by it.
Why can’t I get myself going?
What’s missing?
I think of Oliver’s room. His cozy blankets. His slowly twinkling Christmas lights. And I just want to fucking be there.
So I go.
With lube and my favorite toy tucked under my shirt as I walk down the hall.
His goddamn roommate Percy is never there, anyway. And Oliver loves leaving his door wide open. Nice people are always too trusting.
I set up my camera on his table, and I press record.
“Knew it,” I utter at Oliver, my voice coming out raspy as he pushes the thick toy further inside me. “Knew you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself.”
“I’m not touching you. I’m doing everything you asked.”
A strangled moan escapes my throat as my ass stretches further. Oliver is pushing it in harder, as far as it’ll go, now, and much deeper than I usually would go with a toy.
It’s tight, but so slick that it’s a very good type of pain.
Over the last two weeks, it’s been a genuine pleasure to watch Oliver slowly unravel.
It wasn’t even fully intentional.
I got busy with classes, and I’d been going over to hang out with Sevan almost every day in my free time. I’d also driven back to Bayville twice trying to find Callum to attempt to talk with him, but he hasn’t been home at all.
Probably for the best.
Talking with Callum doesn’t typically end well, anyway.
But since the night I drove Oliver around in Sevan’s car, he’s clearly been descending into a slow, maddening pent-up spiral because of me, and it’s been delicious for me to see.
I’ve never seen him like this.
I’ve fought him, provoked him, and gotten on his nerves more times than I can count, but I’ve never seen him so lust-drunk that he can’t even keep his cock in his pants.
And it’s incredible.
I stare at his cock as he strokes it above me. His long, pink shaft and even his fucking sack are mouthwatering, like a prize being dangled in front of me and I’m not letting myself indulge. Every muscle in his body is pumped. He must have hit the gym extra hard today, and it shows.
His skin is somehow tan, even at this time of year, and practically glowing in the light.
“God, I cannot wait to shove your legs open and fuck your ass so hard you break,” I tell him in a low tone. “You want to ride me so badly and you can’t even hide it.”
“You think that’s what I want?”
“Look at yourself. You’re dripping for me.”
I move my phone a little and make sure I’m getting a good shot of his dick.
Another drop of clear precum hangs from his tip and lands on my skin a moment later, like his own cock is betraying him and showing me exactly how much he wants this.
He bites down on his lower lip and slides the toy halfway out of me, then shoves it in deep again in one quick motion.
“Are you going to watch this video later and stare at my cock like you’re doing right now?” he asks me.
“Yes.”
He exhales and I watch his cock throb.
He didn’t expect me to tell him the truth.
But there’s no point in lying about it.
I’ll watch this video whenever I want.
“Watch it and know you can’t have it,” he murmurs, stroking himself a little faster. “Because of your dumb rule.”
“All you have to do is be honest with me,” I tell him. “Then maybe I’ll even let you fuck my ass. How do you think it would feel to be pushing into me instead of using that toy?”
I watch him try to hold back.
“Keep trying to break me, Niko.”
“Keep acting like you’re not about to come just from looking at me,” I tell him. “My number one fan. Listen to my voice as I talk you through every fucking step of you losing control. Grip your cock harder.”
His eyelids flutter shut, but I see his fingers grip tighter on the base of his cock. “I’m going to come when I choose.”
“You’re going to come when I tell you to.”
His eyes open again and he stares at me like he wants me dead.
“Bring it closer to my mouth. I want you to feel my breath on your cock and wish you could take my throat.”
He lets out a frustrated moan.
“Need to come,” he says, and his voice is close to a whisper now.
“I know you do. Close to my mouth. Now.”
It feels like I’m doing a goddamn magic trick. He wishes he could stop himself, but he can’t. He shifts his body a little more forward until he’s gripping his cock just above my mouth, and his other hand drops away from the toy inside me.
“Didn’t tell you to let go of that. Reach for it.”
“Demanding much?” he utters as he stretches his arm back down.
I feel the sensation of the toy moving inside me again, and I let out a long sigh, knowing he can feel my breath on his cock now.
“Good.”
“Maybe I’ll torture you, too,” he says. “Take this toy out of you. Make you wish I was filling you up.”
“Cute how you think you’re in control.”
In one swift motion he yanks the toy out of me. I curse under my breath, hating the fact that he’s right.
I need to feel full.
And then as fast as he pulled it out, he shoves it back inside me like he’s claiming my ass as his own. I moan for him and he seems to like it, because the next drop of precum hangs from his tip and gently lands on my bottom lip.
His eyes widen as he sees it, like it’s driving him insane.
He looks completely fucking wild.
Pupils blown wide, and every inch of his skin flushed. His nipples are hard, and they keep distracting me in my field of vision, so pinchable and perfect on the firm muscle of his pecs.
“Taste it,” he whispers.
“Tell me the truth, and I will,” I murmur at him.
“Niko.”
His voice is in a low growl again as he grips his cock tight.
Suddenly it’s like something has snapped in him.
I speak slowly. “All you have to do is tell me what you’re—”
“I’m a virgin.”
The room is silent for a moment.
I wait for him to say more, but his words hang in the balance, and I narrow my eyes at him.
“Not possible.”
“Trust me, it is.”
“Oliver Ashford, if you’re lying to me I will hurt you.”
He’s louder when he speaks again.
“I’m a virgin, okay? The ‘fuck machine’ nickname is a false rumor. I’ve never fucked anyone, and I’ve never been fucked.”
I pull in a slow breath.
I stop stroking my cock because if I went for it now, I might accidentally come.
“You didn’t want to tell me that? Do you have any clue how goddamn hot that is to hear?”
“I don’t think anybody finds it hot.”
“God, you really don’t realize it, do you?”
“Sometimes it feels like I’ll die if I don’t find someone to touch me,” he says, his voice low.
Words start to spill out of him as he confesses, bit by bit.
“It’s driving me crazy. I want someone to touch my cock so badly it’s like an endless loop in my mind.
When you gripped me through my pants that first night, I almost lost it.
And the thought of more? Of a tongue, a mouth, or actually being inside someone?
I would do anything to finally just feel it all, Niko. I would do anything.”
His last few words come out so ragged that my cock throbs.
This explains so, so much.
My heart lurches in my chest.
One thing sounds out in my mind above anything else.
Take him.
Take. Him.
Give him what he needs, because he needs it so badly he’s putting you in a trance, tantalizing your cock by begging someone to just finally fuck his tight, virgin hole.
I’m almost dizzy with desire.
God damn it.
I need to calm down before I pounce on him like an animal.
I set my phone down on the bedside table, propping it up against the lamp so it’s still pointed at us.
With my free hand, I reach out and rest my fingertips on Oliver’s chest, then move lower to his abs, and then his hip. Goosebumps appear on his skin, and I hear him gently sigh.
And finally… finally, I start to touch him.
He told me the truth.
And now I’m going to reward him for it.
“Is that enough honesty that you’ll shut up about it now, Niko–”
He doesn’t end his sentence because I lean forward and wrap my lips around his cock before he can finish.
I take the tip in my mouth.
For the first time.
His first. Fucking. Tongue. Is mine.
Then I slowly move lower, inch by inch, taking his cock into the wet heat of my mouth.
Holy hell, I have won the lottery.
He exhales like he’s entering another plane of existence as I take his dick into my mouth, going all the way to my throat.
I slide off slowly, agonizingly slowly, then let his tip go with a little pop of my cheeks.
“So you’re telling me you want to lose your virginity?” I ask.
I want to torture him, make him say it to me as I watch his eyes smolder like there’s green fire behind them.
“More than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.”
“Oliver, if you’d told me that earlier, this all could have been easy, I would have taken care of you the moment I walked into this house. I know you hate me, but I can solve this problem for you so, so easily. I got tested the day before I came to Crimson, so I can fuck you raw, if you’d like.”
I can’t tell if he’s about to run out of the room screaming or literally pass out on the floor.
“I got tested at the start of the school year,” he tells me. “Not like I really thought I needed to, but the other guys were going, and I wanted…”
His words trail off.
It’s clear that Oliver has no idea how desirable he is. I couldn’t even count the amount of times I’d come to videos of guys’ “first times,” even if I knew they were all probably just fake.
“You afraid?” I ask him.
He pulls in a long breath and exhales, like he just confessed a mortal sin and his conscience is finally clean.
And when he looks at me again, his eyes are half-lidded.
“Of course I’m not afraid.”
“So take what you want.”
He moves lower in an instant.
Again I feel him yank the toy out from inside me, and he latches his hands beneath my thighs and pulls me downward.
I feel the tip of his cock come into contact with my slick hole, and it’s like I won all over again.
He’s giving me a gift.
He pushes up against my slick hole, spreading me, and the feeling of finally having his actual cock touching me instead of the toy is too good.
“Oh my God,” he utters, his voice so low I almost don’t catch it.
“You need me,” I murmur.
He slowly pushes inside me, bit by bit. His pupils are blown wide, and there’s a faraway look in his eyes, like he almost can’t believe this.
He swallows hard, then nods at me. “Say that again.”
He’s stretching me open now.
His tip is thick, and as I tighten around him and squeeze, his jaw drops a little, and he exhales.
I moan as he gives me more. “You need me even more than I knew. You realize this means you’re going to remember me forever, right? That some part of you is going to be mine forever?”
“Oh, God,” he utters. “I should have fucked you a long time ago to put you in your place.”
“Then fuck me harder than that.”
“Are you always this impatient?”
“You have no idea how much I can take—fuck, Ollie—”
In one hard motion, he shoves the rest of the way inside me and suddenly he’s all the way in, the front of his hips pushed up against the back of my ass.
He groans at the feeling and I can feel his cock throb inside my hole.
It hurts.
And it’s so fucking worth it.
He curses under his breath as he feels what it’s like to be inside someone for the first time.
His body folds downward and he leans over me, pushing the back of my thighs and bringing his lips close to my ear.
“No, I’m not going to remember this forever,” he whispers, and when I tighten around him I hear a low moan escape his lips. “You’re hot, and we both want someone to fuck. And that’s all there is to it. You’re using me, so I’m going to use you.”
He pulls his cock out a few inches then shoves it deep in me again, and the motion makes his head knock forward and his lips brush up against my ear.
“Tell yourself that, boyfriend,” I murmur against the side of his neck.
He smells fresh from his shower after the gym, and I bring one hand up to stroke my fingertips over the back of his hair.
He slowly starts to work up to a rhythm as he gets used to the feeling of being inside me, and his motions gradually get more confident as he bucks his hips.
“So good,” he whispers near me. “So… goddamn good.”
Heat pools between our bodies, his skin rocking up against mine.
“You’re going to fuck me whenever I ask,” I tell him in a quiet command.
“I’m going to be your own private actor for these holiday parties, and you’re going to give me your dick when I need it.
And when I want to fuck you instead, you’ll take this cock in whichever hole I choose. You understand that?”
“Yes,” he utters, clearly too shattered to form other words right now. “Please. Yes.”
“Thank you for being honest with me, baby,” I tell him before I move upward and suck a slow, wet kiss against the side of his neck.
He can’t control his moans anymore when I touch him.
I move my hands along his back, running down his spine, then I move lower.
When I bring one free hand down past his ass cheeks and stroke my fingertips over his tight, puckered hole, that’s when he loses it completely.