Chapter 30 Tivon #3
I kiss his forehead, eyebrows, cheeks, and peck his lips, letting him get used to my size.
When he tightens against me, I know he’s ready.
“I’m going to move. I want you to just feel.
Let all the other shit go. It’s just me and you here.
” At Aryeh’s nod, I pull out halfway and slide back inside.
His brows tighten up in pain with the first few strokes, and then smooth out completely.
His face goes slack, his lips part, and he moans into my ear.
“Such a good boy for me.” When he doesn’t react to that, I know he listened. Now, he’s ready for me. All of me.
Refusing to break eye contact, I start thrusting slowly, making sure I hit his prostate each time I’m fully inside him.
Aryeh’s hands are roaming over my back, down to my ass.
He squeezes once before they slide back to my shoulder blades.
“You’re gorgeous,” he whispers, his eyes tracking mine.
He’s no longer shying away from them, but seeking them out.
“How do you feel?”
Aryeh takes his time with his answer, and I let him. He swallows deeply and licks his lips. “Free. Like nothing can touch us here. The only thought on my mind is you.”
“Tell me. Tell me what you feel.” I know I’m pushing him, and it’s not for my ego. I need him to see me as more than just a fuck to get his mind off of things. We don’t have to be naked for me to give him what he needs. He just has to come to me.
Aryeh groans and locks his arms around my neck.
“Your cock inside me, stretching me, making me feel so fucking good. Your abs rubbing against my sensitive dick. The way your back muscles flex with each thrust. Your heart beating in time with mine.” Aryeh runs both hands up to the back of my head and brings my lips to his.
“I can feel you in every nerve ending. I can feel that you’re here with me, as much as I’m here with you. ”
“I’m always here for you, Neshama sheli.”
“I believe you.”
Aryeh seals his lips over mine, and my thrusts speed up. His ass is flexing against me, and his cock is pulsing between us. This quickly turns from a slow fuck and soon, I’m pounding into him, and he’s grinding down on me. He’s grabbing onto me to pull me closer, and I give him what he wants.
I pull away from his lips to take a breath. “We have to slow down. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Aryeh’s hands dig into my back. “Please don’t. Fuck, you feel so good. I can take it.”
I hook my hand on Aryeh’s chin and jerk his head to the side, giving me access to his neck. I lick, suck, and bite until he’s a moaning mess in my arms. “I want to ruin your asshole. I want to bend you over in front of me and give it to you just the way you want it.”
“Do it. Please, fucking do it.”
“You want it rough, Neshama sheli? You want to feel me with each step you take tomorrow?”
“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck.” Aryeh groans loudly when I bite into his shoulder. “I need it like that.”
I pull out abruptly, leaving him gasping beneath me. “Roll over. Hands and knees. And you better hold on.”
Aryeh scoots up the bed and flips over, bracing his hands on the headboard.
I squeeze more lube onto my cock and waste no time lining back up.
I slip in with ease, and Aryeh pushes back against me.
He’s already moving up and down my cock before I even grab his hips.
My hands tighten, and I slam inside him.
His back bows, and he loses it, shoving back against me so hard that I almost lose my balance.
The fact that he was brave enough to tell me what he wanted makes my heart swell even more.
I run my hands up his spine, down his sides, and back to his delectable ass.
I squeeze his cheeks hard and then spread him open to watch my cock disappear inside him.
“Tivon,” Aryeh pants. I run my hand up to his chest and pull him back so he’s sitting on me.
With his hands braced on my thighs, he starts riding me, lifting and falling so hard that the back of his thighs slap against mine.
I no longer worry about hurting him, I just concentrate on giving him what he needs.
The next time he starts to fall back on my cock, I slam my hips up, pegging his prostate. “Fuck, yes.”
I wrap one arm around his waist and circle his cock with my fingers. I squeeze almost to the point of pain and start stroking him. My hand is still slick with lube, so I glide over him easily. “You’re beautiful like this.”
“I never saw myself as beautiful until now. Fuck, Tivon, I feel like I can’t get you deep enough.”
I pull him down so I’m fully inside him, and his breathing speeds up when he feels me flexing inside him. “I own every part of you now. Do you understand that?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I bring my other hand up and start pinching his nipple. “When you need to let go, either like this, or just to talk, you’ll come to me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“The next time we fuck, I want Jason riding your cock at the same time.”
“Oh, hell yeah. I want to see him wrapped around you, too.”
“I want it all.”
“You have it, Tivon.”
My mind starts swimming with images of all of us coming together. Bodies moving, sweating together, hands roaming over cocks and pussy. Fingers pinching nipples of flat pecs and supple breasts. “Goddamn, I need to come.”
“Me too. I’m so close.”
“Turn around.”
Aryeh lifts, turns his body around, and straddles my thighs. I line up, and he sinks back down on me. He wraps his arms around my neck and starts riding me fast as I stroke his cock roughly and watch his orgasm build. “Come inside me. I want to feel it.”
“I wouldn’t dream of coming anywhere else. I’m marking you, Neshama sheli.”
“Take a picture of it and send it to Tyler.”
That shocks a laugh out of me, and Aryeh grins. I see Aryeh’s phone on the bedside table and snatch it. “Lift a little.” Aryeh moves just enough so you can see my cock inside him and I snap a picture. I’ve done freaky shit in my day, but never porn shots. It’s really fucking hot.
Setting the phone to the side, I grab Aryeh’s cock again, and it doesn’t take long until he’s tightening up on me. “Come. Please, come,” he chants.
I finally let go, burying myself as deep as I can inside him, and come with a long groan. Aryeh’s come splatters on my chest and abs. He collapses against me, and I smooth my hands over his back. “That was perfect. You were perfect.”
“I didn’t think I’d like feeling that out of control.”
“Your body trusted me to take care of what you needed.”
Aryeh places his forehead against mine and shakes his head. “I trusted you. Not just my body.”
We stay like that until Aryeh’s eyelids start drooping. “Let’s take this picture, clean up, and get some sleep.”
Aryeh nods and, with a wince, lifts from my cock.
When he flips to his knees, lays his chest on the bed, and reaches back to spread himself open, my cock makes a valiant effort to get hard again.
I get Aryeh’s camera pulled up on his phone and groan when my cum starts dripping from his hole.
I snap several pictures and place the phone back on the table.
I slide from the bed and go to the bathroom, grabbing two cloths from under the sink while the water is warming.
Using one, I wipe myself off, then get the other one wet for Aryeh.
He’s still in the same position when I get to the bed, so I gently wipe my cum and excess lube from around his hole.
Tossing the rag back into the bathroom, I send several pictures from Aryeh's phone to Tyler, and then climb into bed. As soon as I’m situated, Aryeh curls into my side with his head on my chest, hand resting on my stomach, and his leg draped over mine.
I pull him closer, and he’s out within seconds.
I flip the sheet over us and kiss the top of his head.
This is where I’ve always wanted to be.