Chapter Two #5
It was the nice, slow lovemaking that filled the moment that gave Ethan permission to just cum when he was ready.
Oh, and he was ready.
When Chris felt that slippery bead of cum form at the tip of Ethan’s erection, he used that to lubricate his thumb. Using that finger more than the others, he rubbed the head of Ethan’s dick, making the man shake.
If you wanted to destroy control, work the tip. That was where all the nerves were, and how to break a man’s resistance.
Ethan was now breathing heavily.
“Christopher,” he whispered, his eyes blurry with pleasure as the man pulled the stress from his body.
Chris kept working Ethan’s nipples over, enjoying his weakness. Out of all of them, someone, Ethan, could cum with just that torment.
As his fingers played with the tip of his mate’s dick, and the piercing there, too, Ethan was shaking.
Someone was close.
Chris could tell he was about to lose control and take that delicious tumble.
So, he worked his nipples harder, twisting them by catching the piercings between his teeth.
“Oh, God,” Ethan whispered, as his dick and nipples were assaulted with so much pleasure. Ethan’s only regret was they were in the shower, and not in bed.
God.
He really wanted to be on his back, and at this man’s mercy more than anything. Already, the worries were gone, and he was given the moment to regroup.
Replacing his mouth with his free hand, Chris played on the sexiest of playgrounds.
Placing his lips by his ear, he whispered not sweet nothings, but the stuff of erotic pleasure that fueled their unit.
“I’m taking you to bed, and I’m going to make you cum and forget,” he promised. “Be ready to be in my lap by the end cumming for me.”
Ethan whimpered.
Then, Chris went lower, he caught Ethan’s dick in between his lips to destroy his control.
And it did what he needed it to do.
Ethan exploded, that shout of pleasure echoing in there, warning his shower mate that he was erupting.
He came so hard, that the wall was the only thing holding him up.
Chris caught the eruption, letting the man cum in his mouth. Then, he was up, locking his hands to Ethan’s head, and forcing his mouth to his.
That exchange of kiss and cum did everything it needed to do. The switch turned on, and Ethan went bottom.
ALL THE WAY BOTTOM.
What began as helping him through the storm was now giving him purpose. The taste of his own cum drove him wild, just like Chris knew it would.
For all of them, the way to calm the savage beast was through kinky sex. Men were simple creatures, and this was the best way to refocus.
There was a heated moan, and a whimper of need as Ethan was now more than happy to be led to bed.
As the water shut off, he was being taken by his hand to the main room, where he knew Chris would make him forget everything but that moment.
And he needed it.
Desperately.
One of the saddest parts of being out West was they didn’t have access to The Den of Iniquity anymore.
That was the biggest bummer for all of them. They made memories there that would carry with them through the rest of their lives.
No.
Freaking.
Doubt.
Only, here, it would have to be a bedroom where memories were made.
As he was pushed onto the bed, Chris was on top of him as they rolled around, not fighting for control, but to touch each other. One of Ethan’s favorite things about sex with Chris was that he was a thorough lover.
He missed nothing.
Which wasn’t shocking since he’d learned how to fuck during his time with Elizabeth. Together, they’d made the foundation that set them all up for a kinky bedroom life.
If those memories could talk, there was no doubt they would tell one hell of a tale.
Both men rolled and when Chris got Ethan pinned, he found the handcuffs that Callen kept near the bedside for easy access.
God knew he’d been trapped with them plenty of times, so it was only apropos that he took advantage of them now too.
As he got Ethan’s arms behind his back, he rolled him back over. The man’s hands were pinned under his own ass, lifting his hips just enough to offer him up like a buffet.
And Chris was feasting there.
Without a word, he went back to doing what he’d been doing.
Enjoying the man.
Taking his dick in his mouth, he blew him, working him hard, and to the point that Ethan was begging him. He wasn’t gentle, but he wasn’t rough.
He was demanding.
Each of them had their own style in bed, and Chris’ was a cross between masterful and gentle. He wanted submission, but he also wanted the person he was focused on to cum so much they were worn out by it.
“Christopher,” he whispered, as the pleasure had him by the balls. He was no longer thinking about anything but cumming. Ethan’s brain was on autopilot, and his lower brain was fully in control.
The man working over his erection was enjoying himself. The whimpers of pleasure fueled his own sexual desires, and Chris couldn’t wait to get Ethan in his lap.
That’s how he wanted to end this fun.
But because he was far from done, he tormented the man, flicking his piercing with his tongue until Ethan was moaning in ecstasy.
“Oh, God!” he whispered. “Please fuck me!”
Oh, well, that was the ultimate goal, but he knew Ethan needed to get lost for a bit.
Trapping his balls with his free hand, he played with them, tugging down until Ethan bucked.
It was a beautiful sight as Chris watched the man lost in pleasure.
“FUCK!” he shouted, as he was trapped on his back, Chris working his dick and balls over, and so close to cumming. “I’m close,” he warned. “So damn close,” he whispered, as he was assaulted with spirals of light as he teetered on the edge.
As Ethan was about to cum, Chris knew what would push him over the edge. With his fingers, he explored, and the second he stroked that most erotic spot, Ethan took a tumble.
He came hard, and Chris was there for it. He caught the next load of cum in his mouth and let the man enjoy that tumble into the pleasure.
Because he was waiting for him.
When Ethan opened his eyes, he focused on the man on his knees.
It was when he spit out the contents of his mouth onto his own erection that Ethan moaned again.
Yeah, he knew what was about to happen to him. The ride was about to begin.
“Please,” he whispered. “Fuck me.”
Well, that was the plan.
As his dick was coated with Ethan’s cum, lubricating it, he leaned over him. His body was covered in goosebumps, and his nipples were peaked.
Yeah, and Chris wanted him to cum again.
And again.
And again.
They all knew that three was Ethan’s limit, and he’d be spent, but no one paid any attention to that.
The best part was making him work for that fourth one. Not only would he enjoy it, but it would distract him, and it would keep his mind off of Elizabeth.
For now.
“Please cum in me,” Ethan begged. “I want to feel you fill my ass.”
The words sent chills through Chris’ body. There was a time Ethan wouldn’t ask for pleasure. He was too ashamed to request someone cater to his needs. Seeing him be his authentic self was a beautiful thing.
Hearing his request, and willingness to be himself only made the sex hotter. Who didn’t want the roadmap to someone’s pleasure?
They all did.
Leaning into him, Chris aimed perfectly and he knew when Ethan opened for him. All the tension released and there was a moan, as he slid into his ass, well lubricated.
At the invasion, Ethan shook. In fact, his body bucked and his eyes rolled back into his head at the pleasure overload.
Now, Ethan was filled with dick, and he loved every second of it.
As Chris began fucking him, he was unable to move. It was when Chris used the piercings to add to his pleasure that Ethan knew he was being controlled in the best possible way.
To make it more difficult to keep from cumming, Chris was hitting that one spot. Ethan was being pummeled with pleasure, and his brain had definitely shut off.
This wasn’t the time to think.
It was the time to enjoy.
There was the sound of Chris’ balls slapping against his ass as he took his cock deeply into him.
“Please,” Ethan begged. “Oh, God!” he whispered, as the room wavered. “I can’t,” he added, hoping mercy would be given, but knowing it wouldn’t be.
Chris needed to cum, and he knew he’d not last long with Ethan in his lap if he didn’t.
So, he hoped the man was ready.
With one more stroke, he hit that spot with accuracy and aim. Ethan came, taking Chris over the edge with him.
The explosion was huge, and the fall through the pleasure was even greater.
As the room spun, Ethan felt himself being rolled over and his arms released. When he believed he was done, Chris proved he wasn’t.
Ethan was pulled into his lap, and Chris pulled him back down his erection.
It made Ethan gasp in surprise, and then moan as he was filled again. The cum that Chris had deposited was acting as the lubrication.
“Ride me,” he said. “I want to watch you cum for me again,” he stated.
Ethan whimpered.
“I can’t,” he said.
His hand landed sharply on Ethan’s cheek four times, and that made his dick stand back up.
“I said ride me, or we can make Sir come out to play. He’ll put you over his lap and redden your ass. You know how much you like that,” he said, knowing that to be true.
Another benefit of multiple partners was they all shared information. Oh, not a secret was safe when it came to making one of them cum.
They were sadistic like that.
Once, Gene had made Ethan cum so hard by just spanking him, and he’d shared that the man REALLY liked that.
Enough said.
By the end of that one particular sexcapade, Ethan’s ass was fire engine red, and someone was the filthiest bottom that night.
It was most definitely his kink.
When he opened his eyes, there was a wildness in them. Ethan loved that kiss of pain to his flesh, and how his body reacted.
It turned him on.
So, he began riding.
His body undulated much like a snake, shifting as he rode, giving both him and Chris a show, and pleasure.