Chapter Nine #4
“God, I love being in bed with you,” Gene muttered. “I’m high as a kite, but nothing feels this good. Your mouth is my favorite thing.”
Ethan laughed.
“I thought it was my ass.”
“Oh, it’s my favorite too. I’m greedy and have many favorite things. Do them all to me,” he muttered.
Well, he could do that.
Ethan kissed lower, finding his lover’s erection, and teasing the head of his dick with his tongue.
“Fuck, but that feels amazing,” Gene admitted. “Don’t stop.”
His balls were already tucked up into his body, and he wanted nothing more than to feel Ethan all over his cock. He’d been sleeping, but a nightmare woke him up.
In it, he lost Ethan again. It was like the one he’d had the night before, but this time, it wasn’t because he lost his job.
It was much more.
Now, with his body tingling from the drugs, Ethan’s touch made it feel even better. Now that his arm wasn’t throbbing, he could focus on what was throbbing.
His dick.
As Ethan took him into his mouth, he slowly began working his man over. He didn’t miss a spot, and he made sure to get him really wet.
As he did, he ran his fingers over his goosebump-covered flesh.
“More,” Gene begged. “I love when I’m so wet from your mouth,” he admitted.
The moan from Gene was deep, filled with lust, and made the heat go up even more in the room.
As for the man blowing him, Ethan truly loved the power he had when he was tormenting his man.
“FUCK!” Gene muttered, his eyes crossing.
What he knew was he was close.
Gene needed to cum.
BADLY.
“Swallow me and get me off. I need to last a few rounds because I want that ass of yours,” he admitted, knowing being drugged up was going to be his downfall or his greatest victory.
He was going to either pass out, or fuck like a machine. Honestly, he hoped it would be the latter.
Ethan gave him all he had, taking him deep down his throat, making sure he got him all the way down to the point he was choking.
And Gene’s hand in his hair helped.
He was working him deeper, ensuring he deepthroated him so when his man came, it was a clear shot to his belly.
“Oh, fuck,” Gene muttered as his lover was choking on him. As he began fighting that gag reflex, trying to get Gene’s dick from his throat, the bigger man wouldn’t let him.
Hell.
No.
He was in control, and his sexy man was about to take a load down his throat if he had anything to say about it.
When he looked down, Ethan’s eyes were watering, and he loved the visual of him swallowing all of him.
“Yeah, Baby, just like that,” he muttered as he felt that control snap. “I’m cumming, EJ!” he warned, as that eruption happened.
His other hand slid into Ethan’s hair on the other side of his head, and he forced him to take all of him.
Oh, and there was so much cum.
Gene could feel it pumping from his body and into the man locked to his cock.
Like a good submissive, Ethan swallowed, making sure to catch every drop. When he went back to blowing him, he used some of his cum to add to the lubrication.
Gene moaned.
“I love my life,” he muttered. “I love my hot man even more,” he added.
Oh, Ethan loved him too.
When he got him back to being beyond hard, Gene rolled and pinned Ethan below him.
He was trapped beneath a bear, and he loved it.
“Let me have your ass,” he muttered. “I need to fuck you before I am out again.”
Who was saying no to that?
Certainly not him.
Obediently, Ethan wrapped his legs around Gene’s waist, and he moaned when his lover leaned into him, burying his perfect cock in his ass.
He bucked in pleasure.
“Oh, fuck me!” he whispered. “Hard!”
Well, ask and he would receive.
That was for damn sure.
Gene took him, and the whole time, he kept him pinned to the bed, helpless to slip away.
That fear had him by the balls. Truthfully, Gene was afraid he’d wake up and Ethan would be gone again.
It would kill him.
“Never leave me again,” he said, taking his ass roughly. With each word, he drove home, taking what was his. “When I said you were mine, EJ, I meant it!”
Ethan whimpered and moaned, his erection rubbing against Gene’s body as he fucked him.
“Promise me that you’ll never run again!” he ordered.
Ethan was struggling to focus.
He was on the cusp of cumming, and Gene wasn’t letting up.
“SAY IT!”
Ethan focused, giving his lover what he needed.
“I’ll never run from you again,” he promised. “I swear on my life. I’ll always be yours!” he whispered, knowing for a fact that Gene had to have overheard Callen.
There was no doubt in his mind.
At his promise, Gene slammed home, hitting that one spot over and over again, and sending Ethan over the edge.
He came hard, cum erupting all over their chests, and still, Gene kept fucking him.
“Oh, God!” Ethan shouted, as he was flipped over, and pinned face down as Gene went back to his fucking.
Honestly, Gene was incredibly strong, and Ethan didn’t think he’d be able to get out from under him if he tried.
Not that he would.
As he was fucked, Gene knew he only had one more in him, so he was holding off as long as he could.
“The next time you run, I will find you, and I’ll drag you home,” he threatened. “I will punish you in ways you’ll never forget!”
Ethan knew he’d never leave again.
Ever.
No matter what happened, he would trust in the fact that he could run to Gene. God knew he couldn’t run home to Callen.
Not now.
Not ever.
The love of his life had proved he could run toward him, and he’d catch him.
“I won’t,” he whispered, as his body was overwhelmed with the fucking. “Oh, God!” he shouted, as he was being forced to cum again by his body rubbing against the bed.
He fell into the pleasure, and he didn’t want it to ever stop.
When the cuffs clicked around his wrists, Ethan moaned. It appeared he was far from done, and he was okay with that.
When Gene shoved pillows under his groin to lift his hips, and went back to fucking him, he moaned even more.
And he punished him in the best way possible.
Ethan begged for mercy, and none was given. He was forced to cum a few times, and Gene didn’t stop hitting that one spot. In fact, he purposely did it.
And Ethan loved every second of it.
“Who owns you?” Gene asked, as perspiration built on his body from the sheer exertion of holding back from cumming.
Ethan whimpered.
When he didn’t answer, Gene stopped fucking him, and landed slap after slap to his ass with his good hand.
Ethan gasped and came so hard, his whole body shook from that delicious assault.
“Oh, fuck!” he shouted, as his ass stung from his hands striking his cheeks.
Gene was struggling to hold on, but he was lost. Yeah, he really enjoyed the way Ethan’s body bucked.
“Please,” Ethan whispered.
“Please what?” Gene asked.
Then, he said the words.
“Punish me more.”
So, Gene did.
He left his ass red, and it was bad since he could see the color in the moonlight. Ethan’s body strained as he fought that next orgasm, and Gene had no mercy on him.
“You will never run from me again!” he said, landing another slap to his ass.
He could feel the heat coming off of his cheeks.
Ethan moaned, and his body was wracked with so much pleasure kissed with that wicked pain.
“Fuck me!” he begged. “I need you to fuck me!”
“Say my name,” he ordered.
Ethan’s balls tucked back up into his body as he knew what name the man was referring to, and it was already on the tip of his tongue, waiting to be set free.
“Daddy! Fuck me!” he whispered, needing that more than anything in the world.
He needed to feel safe.
Loved.
Owned.
Gene landed more slaps to his cheeks, and then flipped him back over, so he could fuck him this way. When he slid back into his ass, Ethan looked wild and feral.
“How many more do you have in you?” he asked him, his hips bucking brutally as he drove himself home.
Into his property.
His man.
“As many as you want,” he muttered, his dick so hard again. “Please,” he begged. “Touch me.”
Gene didn’t.
Instead, he fucked his ass as hard as he could, making himself insane. Ethan was suffering, and from the precum dripping from the tip of his cock, he was enjoying it.
Pulling out of him, Ethan moaned.
“Please! Don’t!” he begged. “Please don’t stop fucking me!”
Oh, well, he knew what he needed.
Straddling Ethan’s body, he slid down his dick, taking all of him.
And Ethan gasped.
“Oh, God!”
Gene began riding, punishing him that way. As he did, he played with his own dick, stroking himself, rubbing that wetness all over the head of his erection.
“Cum for me,” he said, slipping him out of his own ass to start roughly jerking him off.
Ethan had no choice.
He exploded, and he was brutally punished as Gene went back to riding him.
Then jerking him off.
Then riding him again.
Between the two, his balls ached, his dick hurt, and he was the man’s prisoner.
For Gene, the fear had won. He was so afraid to lose Ethan, he’d hold on with all his might. Hopefully, the man liked him possessive and dominant.
Because now, it was here to stay.
“You will NEVER run away again. Are we clear? If you do, I will find you, and this punishment will be NOTHING like what I do to your body!”
Ethan nodded, as his dick was abused in all the best ways.
When Gene slipped him back into his ass, Ethan was covered in cum, and begging for mercy.
“Cum in my ass, or I’ll ride you the rest of the night,” he said, giving him no choice.
Ethan fought for one more.
He was basically drained dry, but he needed to please the man.
“You’re staying like this tonight. I can’t trust you not to run, and I’m not waking up alone,” Gene stated. “Now, CUM for me!” he ordered, tugging on his sensitive nipples and pulling one more orgasm from him.
Ethan came hard, and he filled his lover’s ass with what was left of his cum.
Gene came too, jerking off and covering Ethan with his own cum.
He marked his territory.
Once and for all.
Then, he climbed off of his body and dropped onto the bed beyond exhausted.
When he closed his eyes, he was at peace.
Beside him, Ethan was left handcuffed to the headboard, his body covered in cum.
He’d been thoroughly punished.
But it wasn’t nearly enough.
For the fear he’d put in Gene…
He knew he deserved more.