Page 34 of Obnoxious Bad Boy

“Here,” he rasps, and pinches his pink nipple as he watches me in awe.

Oh fuck.

“You’re so damn hot,” I whisper, zeroing in on him as I pump my dick faster. My finger remains halfway up his hole, and I can feel him pulse around it as I imagine him covered in cum and stretching his elongated torso for me.

A hot sensation that started at the base of my spine shoots to my balls, and then cum jets out of me, covering his alabaster skin with white ribbons. He will smell of me all day.

He’s not even shy about spreading my spunk over his skin with those pretty fingers. “God. I’m such a fucking slut, and I didn’t even know it,” Aaron says and licks my jizz off his hand.

I bite my lip and screw my finger deeper into him, eager to keep teasing him despite the weakness spreading through my body. “I’m gonna get you that dildo, and next time, you’re gonna ride it as you suck me. I want to know this greedy hole is getting its fill.”

He rocks against my hand with his brows furrowed, and bites his lip, but nods. “I want to do all the filthy things with you.”

“Yeah? What kinds of things?” I whisper and lie next to him while plowing him with my finger at a rapid pace that would have killed my hand if I wasn’t so used to working with it. His body is so damn hot, and if I can get it up again, I want to fuck him too.

Damn it. I wish I could have him around all the time.

He’s quick to grab my shoulders as I play with his ass, and I love to hear him panting so close to me. “All of them. I want your weight on top of me. I love how much bigger you are, how you tell me what to do, and take what you want. You make my brain melt and all I want to do is ride your cock.” He hides his face in my neck at the last words, so I guess he’s still a bit shy.

“That’s what you want? For me to go all caveman on you and pin you down with my cock?” I rasp, shocked when I realize that the exhaustion I felt is passing, replaced by a surge of fire at the pit of my stomach. I reach to the bedside table, where I left all the necessary supplies before the party, and take both a condom and lube.

His muscles squeeze my fingers in answer and yep, I want to feel that on my dick. “Yeah,” he whispers. “Hold me down and use my ass however you like.”

I’m responsible enough for us both to know I still have to make sure my barely-not-virgin boy is stretched well, but him being so desperate for it is half the work. He’s so hot against me, my cum’s sticky between us, and I’m sensing his dick is growing again.

Fuck yes.

“You don’t know what you’re asking,” I tease, pulling my finger out of his hot insides. He whimpers and opens his legs wider, but he is my plaything, not the other way around, so I ignore his needy moan and open the condom wrapper. I am definitely hard enough for this, and having come just now, I will be able to play with him for a long time.

A hum leaves my chest as his eyes widen, following the movements of my hands.

Aaron looks between our bodies with a deep sigh. Maybe it’s vain, but I don’t mind being admired. “I do. I want you inside me. Maybe it’s needy, but I do.”

I could laugh. I want him like this. I want him slutty and greedy for a cock between his legs, and I don’t want to wait, so I grab his arm and flip him over before climbing on top. “Like this?” I demand, pushing apart his long legs as I look down his trembling back, to my hard dick resting on his ass. “Is this what you want, sweetie? For a hard dick to split you open?”

Maybe I should suggest he gets a tattoo on the nape so that I could see my mark on him every time I bend him over.

“Yes, please,” he whimpers and wiggles his ass against my cock. He’s gripping the sheets in anticipation of our fuck, but he’s got no idea what kind of beast he’s unleashed in me.

“You’re such a good boy, you know that? Spreading your legs so nicely. Ass up.”

I bite back a grin when he doesn’t hesitate. Moments later, I’m all lubed up, and as I push, the heat of his body reminds me that I’ve come not long ago, and my cock is still sensitive. He relaxes fast, letting me in as if this was our hundredth time doing this, not the second.

He trusts me more than he should, but I’m not complaining.

Wild thoughts about his beauty and lovely smile float through my head as I plow him, mingling with memories of his mouth filled by my cock at the library. Or that first time I got to pound his ass on my freezer. Sometimes, I change the position of his legs, or the angle, but this isn’t about new experiences or acrobatic positions. What matters is him against me, the scent of his hair as it brushes my face, the many love bites I leave on his shoulders, and his body being so pliant and open to me.

I can’t get enough.

I hold his wrists as I indulge in my new favorite pastime—riding his tight hole.

Aaron’s moans are music to my ears, and with his hands in my hold, the best he can do to stifle them is bite the pillow, but that isn’t good enough when I speed up, slapping against his buttocks with a vengeance. The sounds we make together only make me hornier.

“Like that!” he cries out when I shift his leg with my knee for a new angle.

He’s drooling over the pillow, cheeks flushed, eyes glazed over. He’s porn. My porn.

And as I pull on his hair to see his lovely features, my body jerks in climax. The world brightens in a kaleidoscope of colors, but I don’t forget about him even when I’m out of strength and find his cock with my hand. He’s rock hard, and the wetness of the sheet tells me he’s been dripping pre-cum for a while.