Chapter 12 Nikolas #2
My eyes sting. This is too much in the best way. I’m not the perfect one, Tommy is. Sweet, pretty, courageous and kind Tommy. I want to worship him, every day and every night, I want to help him live the best life that he can.
Sucking on the skin just under his left shoulder, I snake my hand down his flank and between his thighs. He’s hard, so, so hard. There is a wet spot on his boxer-briefs, the material deliciously soaked.
“I think we should get rid of these.” I hum, smiling as I feel the vibrations of his laughter.
“Best idea I’ve heard all day.”
Tommy slides off me, ridding himself of his underwear as I do the same. His pretty, lean cock makes my mouth water. I know how it tastes, how it feels in my hands. He gives it a rough stroke and then leaves it be as he crawls up the bed like a panther stalking its prey. And that prey is me.
Heart hammering in my chest, I enjoy the view while palming myself languidly. I’m in no rush—I want this to be good for both of us. At least until Tommy’s perky, bubble butt parks itself on my cock. My cockhead slides between the two cheeks, pleasure assaulting all of my nerve-endings.
“Fuck.”
Tommy chuckles. “Fuck indeed. You are so big.”
“Having second thoughts, sweetheart?” I tease, running my fingers up and down his cheek.
“Never.”
A growl forces its way out of me as he wiggles that yummy butt. He grins triumphantly in response, attacking my neck. His kisses send sparks down my spine, riling me up even more.
“Lube is in the nightstand,” he lets me know.
I reach out, open the drawer, and find the bottle. How did he know? Or did he scout the room while I wasn’t paying attention? Also, I need to thank Isidoro for his foresight in providing such supplies.
Once I’ve popped the cap, I lather my fingers with a generous amount of strawberry-flavored lube. With Tommy still straddling me, I lean forward so I can get to his ass. I keep my cock rubbing against him as I slick it, then slide my finger under it so I can prepare Tommy’s hole.
“Oh, fuck!” he yelps as I press against his entrance. “This is weird, but like, not in a bad way,” he lets me know, relaxing as he throws his arms around my neck.
“If you need me to stop at any point—”
“I’ll let you know, yes. But for now, keep going, please.”
For a minute, I forget about my hard cock, focusing on Tommy. He purrs and groans as I experiment with my fingers, rubbing, pressing and applying pressure. His dick goes from hard to harder, deliciously trapped between us.
“This okay?” I press a little harder, pushing the tip of my slicked digit inside his tight hole.
Moaning, he throws his head back. “Yes, fuck. Feels so good.”
His words encourage me to go deeper. I bring my mouth to one of his nipples, the little nub perky and begging for attention. Tommy arches back, biting off a sexy little groan.
“No, no. Don’t do that. I love hearing your voice. Let it out.”
He trembles, inhaling sharply as I wiggle my finger inside him. “But Isidoro might hear…”
“Let him. That way he’ll know you are mine.”
“Fuuuck…”
Yes, fuck indeed. I never thought I could be so possessive. But Tommy speaks to parts of me no one has spoken to before, he touches something primal that I can’t quite control.
I pull my finger out, which earns me a grunt of dissatisfaction.
But before he can complain, I push inside him again, this time adding a second one.
He jerks, not expecting the added thickness.
But his cock is still hard and leaking, and he’s pushing against me as if trying to get my fingers to reach even deeper.
“You are doing so well, Tommy. We need to stretch you just a bit more.”
“Fuuuck, I really want to come…” His whiny voice is adorable, but I need to torture him with pleasure a bit more before I let him unravel.
I’m painfully hard myself and would love nothing more than to rush to my climax.
Just imagining how hot and tight it will be inside him is enough to get me there, so I ban any such thoughts from my mind.
Instead, I focus on the moment, on the way Tommy’s heat and scent mingle with mine, on the way he feels in my arms. His mouth is greedy and willing when I find it, his taste even more enticing than earlier because now there is a hint of me in it.
As our tongues intertwine in a kiss, I up the pace, pumping my fingers in and out. He cries out in arousal, and I swallow the sound, its vibrations making my chest tremble. Before long, he starts shaking his hips, begging for more as our kiss becomes even dirtier.
I think he’s ready.
With ease and fluidity that comes naturally to me, I flip us over, so I’m the one hovering above him. His delirious eyes scan my face, and he bites on his bottom lip. I flare my nostrils, needing that air so I can stay in control of myself. Somewhat, at least.
“You are so beautiful.” I lean down and kiss his nose, his mouth.
“I’d be even more beautiful with your cock ramming me.”
I scoff, but chuckle all the same, which causes his one-sided smile to even out and stretch all the way to his ears. That little devil… Could he be any more perfect?
Fiddling with the lube, I squeeze out a bit more and slick my cock diligently. He watches mesmerized, his breaths coming out fast and shallow. Gently, I clasp his legs and throw them over my shoulders.
“I promise I’ll make you feel so good, Tommy.” I line up my dick, rubbing the head against his hole. It twitches, inviting me in, but I don’t rush it. I just stay like this, letting him get used to the tension.
Once I feel like he’s ready, I slowly ease in. He’s so tight and so hot I feel like I’ll implode.
“Fuck, fuck!” He stiffens around me, which makes the torturing pleasure almost unbearable.
I grit my teeth and close my eyes, doing my best to restrain myself when all I want is to move and make him lose his mind. “Just relax, Tommy. Let me take care of you.”
Slowly, the tension around me lets off. I slide deeper, inch by inch. Tommy lets out the loveliest noises, begging for more every time I pause so he can get used to my girth.
“You are so big. Fuck, I feel so weird. So… full.”
I inhale through my nostrils, needing a moment so I don’t spill. My balls are on fire and the bottom of my spine is tingling. “You are doing so well. Just a little bit more and I’ll give you what you want.”
I glance down between us, mesmerized by the view.
His little pink hole is stretched around my thick cock is the loveliest of ways, eating it up.
I can’t look away, it’s so fucking pretty.
Gently, I trace the point where we are joined with my fingers, the hairs on my body standing up.
Tommy moans, cursing and shaking with need.
“Please, Niko. I wanna come. Please.”
Now, how can I say no when he’s pleading so sweetly? It’s my duty to please my little devil.
Slowly, I pull halfway out before I ram back inside Tommy. He groans, arching off the bed. “Yes! Fuck!”
His tight heat envelops me from all sides, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I surrender myself to it as I cant my hips, giving him what he’s begging for. His fingers dig into the sheets, a sheen of sweat covering his lanky body.
Blinding desire floods me, erasing all my higher functions. In this moment, I exist only to please him, to make him feel on top of the world.
“More, Niko, please. I’m so close. Fuuuck, you are so big.”
His words are an order I can’t refuse. Kissing his calf, I pump faster, listening to the needs of his body as it guides me deeper toward that peak of pleasure.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
He spills, shooting all over himself. I gather some of his cum with a finger and bring it to my mouth, licking my digit clean. His taste is sweet and musky, divine. It’s all I need to tip over the edge too, my orgasm crashing into me like a freight train.
I make to pull out, but he halts me, squeezing around my cock and holding it hostage. “Fuck, Tommy, I’m… I need to—”
“I want to feel it,” he says, still trembling from the aftershocks of his orgasm.
I let go of my self-control, groping his ass as I pump him full of my cum. He meets my every thrust, his chest rising and falling frantically as an expression of pure bliss settles over his face. Damn, he’s gorgeous, and I’m the reason for it.
I slow down as my orgasm starts to wane off, switching to a gentle but deliberate rhythm as we both come down off our highs. He yawns and melts into the sheets, dozing off as I settle next to him and pull him into a lazy hug.
“This was… amazing. My ass is still vibrating,” he says, slurring his words. “I hope my performance didn’t disappoint.”
I kiss the back of his head, spooning him closer. “It didn’t. You were perfect. This was perfect.”
“Glad… to hear. Because I can’t wait for round two.”
I smile into his hair, inhaling his scent that’s mixed up with the flowery detergent the bedsheets smell of. “Rest now. We’ve still got some time until dinner.”
“But round—”
“We’ll discuss round two after we’ve put some food in you. Now shush and relax. I’ll wake you up in twenty minutes.”
He wiggles his butt, getting more comfortable. “Uh-huh. Just try not to fall asleep this time, yeah?”