Chapter 24 Balthazar #2
“Poodle?”
I nod. “Yeah. My sister’s dog when we were kids. It was a poodle.”
“Got it. If you want me to stop at any time, you know what to say.”
“I do.”
He leans forward, grinding the stiff denim of his jeans into my already sensitive cock. “Everything I’m about to do is for your pleasure, so if something isn’t good, you tell me.”
“I will.”
“Good boy.” He leans forward and drags his tongue up my cheek. “Feel free to make any noise you want. I want to hear you.”
I nod, swallowing hard. How I’m gonna keep from blowing too soon is a mystery. Just when I thought this guy couldn’t get any sexier, he takes it to the next level. I didn’t think he even remembered the conversation we had about fantasies, but he sure as hell did.
Deo begins by kissing my neck and nibbling on my earlobes, slowly, moving from side to side before sliding down my body so that his perfect ass is aligned with my aching cock.
“Mmm, look at you,” Deo murmurs. “So sexy and handsome. All mine.”
I nod, holding back a whimper. “All yours.”
He falls forward, kissing me hard on the mouth. I wish my arms were free so I could run them over his delectable body, but there’s something exciting about not being able to. Deo can do whatever he wants to me and I just have to take it. Pretty fucking hot.
As we kiss, his hands move down my body, tweaking my nipples before stroking me. I could get off just like this, but I’d bet he has more in store for me. Sure enough, he breaks the kiss, biting my bottom lip as he slides down then twists around so he’s facing my dick.
Deo flicks his tongue out to tease my cockhead, taunting me with his beautiful but still clothed ass in my face. I gasp as he tickles my hole with slick fingers, so caught up in all the sensory input that I didn’t hear him pull out the lube.
“Well, well,” Deo says. “What a tight little hole. I bet I can open you up.”
“Fuck,” I moan.
“I can fuck you with anything I want. A dildo, my fingers, my cock. You can’t do anything except take it.”
A shiver moves through me. “I’m yours to do whatever with.”
“Oh, I know.”
The next sensation is cool and smooth, and as it enters me, I realize quickly what it is. A vibrator.
“Let me know when I’ve found the sweet spot.”
I open my mouth to say something, but at that precise moment the vibrator finds its target and I nearly jump off the bed while garbled words tumble from my mouth.
“Ooh, there it is.”
Deo’s weight suddenly leaves me, and I moan in protest. He grins at me from the side of the bed as he finally removes his clothes. Far too slowly, but I’ll take it. At least he’s getting naked.
He climbs back onto the bed, kneeling between my legs and driving the vibrator in and out of me. My cock swells and throbs, kept in check by the ring, but fucking hell, I want to come so bad.
When he slides his hot mouth down my shaft, I actually cry out in pained relief.
“Yummy.” Using his finger, he swirls his spit and my precum around the head. “You taste like heaven.”
He sucks me again, harder, massaging my balls until I’m writhing and panting on the bed. I’m so close. So fucking close. Oh fuck yeah. Here it comes. Fuck… fuckk… fuckkkkkk!
Deo pops off me seconds before I was about to blow and swings around again so his ass is in my face.
Without a word, he sits on my face, rocking back and forth as I suffocate in his sweet taste.
He moves dramatically so his balls and cock brush against my face, then down so I can taste his hole again.
“Good boy,” he murmurs as he rides my face.
I can’t see him from this angle, but I can imagine him squeezing his nipples, a blissed-out look of pleasure painted across his pretty features, his lips pink, his bottom lip caught in his teeth as he chases his own pleasure.
I can hardly breathe, but I don’t care. I’d die a happy man buried in Deo’s body. The tension inside me is exactly what I hoped to feel—so intense it’s almost painful, the promise of a mind-blowing orgasm just beyond my reach, my brain scrambled with sensations.
Deo leans forward, giving me even more access to his hole, and as I gobble him up, he forcefully yanks the vibrator out and away.
“Noooo,” I complain. “Oh fuck, Deo.”
“Deo? I think you mean ‘sir,’ don’t you?”
“Yes, yes, sir. Sorry. Fuck.”
“Do you want to stop? You know what to say.”
“No… fucking way.”
Deo chuckles. “So you’re having a good time, huh?”
He scoots down and turns around, gripping both our cocks in his lube slicked hand and stroking us together at the perfect pace.
I force my eyes open so I can look at his beautiful face.
He looks as blissed out as I feel, his pupils blown and cheeks pink.
Sure enough, he’s biting his bottom lip as he works us in his talented grip.
“Do you want to come, sexy man?”
I’m close to begging but at the same time, I don’t want this sweet torture to end, so I manage to say, “That’s up to you, sir.”
“That’s right.”
My breath catches as he pushes the slender vibrator inside me again. Will he fuck me? I rarely bottom, but Deo can do whatever the fuck he wants to me right now.
“I want to be the best fuck of your life,” Deo whispers, leaning in and nipping my lips instead of giving me the kiss I want so badly.
“I don’t want you to ever forget me or how good I made you feel.
You’ll compare every lover you ever have to me and they’ll always be less, always leave you wanting me, because it was only me who could make you feel this good.
Only me who fucks you just the way you need it. ”
“Fuck.”
A sexy smirk spreads across his face as he angles my cock to his hole. “Now I’m going to ride myself into oblivion, and after you make me cum, I’ll consider helping you out.” He grips my chin, gazing into my eyes. “So be a good boy and don’t come until I give you permission. Understand?”
Releasing a shaky breath, I nod. “Yes, sir. Use me.”
His smile softens. “I plan to.”
He lowers himself down my shaft, slowly, taking every inch like a pro, and when he bottoms out, we both exhale with relief. How I’m supposed to hold back from coming with his tight ass clenching around me and a vibrator punishing my prostate is beyond me, but I’m gonna try.
“Your cock is amazing,” Deo murmurs, slowly rocking back and forth. “Perfect size for me.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
He glances down at me, his expression a mixture of emotions I can’t quite read, but then he licks his lips. “I’m still waiting for you to make me prettier. Aren’t you going to dress me up?”
“I am, yes.”
“Better do it soon.”
The unspoken meaning in his words pushes my orgasm back, but before I can get too lost in my thoughts, he draws me back in, bracing his hands on my chest and bouncing up and down on my cock.
He pushes a button on a small black remote and the vibration inside me intensifies until all I can do is whimper and beg for mercy.
Deo seems to be enjoying himself as he uses my cock and strokes his own. “Tell me I own you, Balt. Tell me no one else has ever made you feel this good.”
“All true,” I manage. “You own me, gorgeous.”
“Fuck!” The first hot, sticky rope of his cum splashes across my chest.
I watch him ride himself to paradise, my cock swelling and twitching with need. “Can I come, sir? Please, oh fuck, please?”
Deo slides off me abruptly, and I scream, shocking myself with the sound I produce. He grabs the base of the vibrator and slides it in and out of me until my entire body is shaking.
“You can come now, good boy.”
I squeeze my eyes closed as the words send a wave of relieved warmth straight to my cock. The orgasm hits like a tidal wave, so intense I can’t make a sound as it racks my body, cum shooting straight up.
“Fuck yeah,” Deo murmurs, slowing his motions until I’m twitching and on the verge of tears.
“P-poodle,” I grunt.
Deo slowly removes the vibrator, tossing it onto the mattress as he climbs on top of me and kisses me hard. I return the kiss, panting and spent beyond anything I’ve ever imagined.
“Good boy,” Deo whispers, kissing my lips, my cheeks, my neck. “You did so well.”
I manage to chuckle, as he removes the cock ring, but words are still elusive.
Deo works on untying my wrists, and as my arms flop down to my sides, I focus on regaining some level of composure, while he drags his tongue over my cum-covered chest.
“Mmm. We taste good together.”
“Fuck,” I pant. “You are…” I shake my head, waiting for the right word to come. “Unreal.”
“I’m real.”
We’re quiet for a few minutes, both of us slowly floating back to earth as he lies partly on top of me. When I can finally form a coherent thought again, I reach up and rub his back.
“Thank you. That was everything I imagined and more. How the hell did you learn to do that?”
“Don’t be embarrassed, but Brogan coached me.”
I end up laughing at his response. “God.”
“They’ll keep our dirty little secret.”
“I feel like I should buy them a gift.”
Deo laughs softly, rubbing his fingers through my chest hair. “I’m glad it was what you hoped for.”
“Did you enjoy it too?”
“Um, obviously. What a power trip to have a big, gorgeous man like you at my mercy. It was hot and very sexy.”
“I agree. The vibrator was a nice touch.”
“I was planning to drag it out longer, but I couldn’t. I wanted you too much.”
Turning slightly sideways, I study his face. “We could always try it again. Whenever you want.”
Sadness clouds his eyes, and I don’t have to ask where it’s coming from. He must sense that something is going on with me. Maybe I’m being a selfish prick hiding out with him, getting this close, when we both know it’s not going to end well.
But how do I leave? How do I willingly walk away from a man who has the potential to be the love of my life?
“I’m starving,” Deo says suddenly, sliding out of bed. “I have some cinnamon rolls my mom made. Want one?”
“Sure. That sounds good.” I sit up, dragging my hand through my hair. “Deo, I—”
“No.” He holds up a hand to stop me. “Don’t ruin it. This was awesome, and it can always stay that way in our memories.”
I nod, biting my tongue. “I’ll clean up real quick and meet you out there.”
“Sounds good.”
Deo disappears into the hallway, leaving me stuck in a nightmare of my own making. I finally meet a guy who checks every box, but my life is a mess, and if I don’t figure something out, and fast, it’s gonna be over too soon.