eyes met and held.
“Everything, boy.”
Concentrating, Kade slipped his fingers under the edge of the elastic, then carefully pealed the boxers off, embarrassed when a whimper escaped as the full length before him was freed. He wanted so badly to lean forward and lick the shiny wet drops decorating the large cock head in front of him, but he hadn’t been given permission yet. Instead, he accepted the last piece of clothing, folded it, and placed it with the rest of Deacon’s clothes.
Deacon picked up the stack and moved it away before lifting and settling Kade on a pile of pillows near the head of the bed. He then sat next to Kade.
“Can you feel this?” Deacon asked, caressing up and down Kade’s thighs, his eyes never leaving Kade’s face.
Kade could see clearly he was being watched, but his entire focus was on Deacon’s hands and how close they were to his dick. “L-lightly. More like the impression of touch, if that makes sense. I like it, though,” he quickly added. He didn’t want his Dom not to think he liked his touch, and he did enjoy it, even if it was more mental than physical in this case.
“And this?” Deacon trailed his fingers up Kade’s abdomen, circled his hard nipples, and plucked them a few times.
“Ungh…. Sir!” Kade yelled, arching his back without thought. It had been so long since he’d felt anything but his own hands and toys, he feared he would come without permission and ruin their evening.
The deep chuckle distracted him slightly as Deacon continued to tease his chest and abs. “I do love edging, boy. I hope you do as well, because you will not be finishing for a very long time.”
The whimpers and moans falling from Kade would have embarrassed him had Deacon not told him he wanted to hear them. Not that he could have stopped them if he’d wanted to. His Dom was too good at keeping him from being able to anticipate the next touch, the next pinch.
When the touching suddenly stopped, Kade fought to focus enough to find out why. By the time he figured out what was happening, Deacon had the cock ring part of his cage open. Kade watched through his lust-filled haze as Deacon slipped on the ring that went around his cock and balls, then the upper one that only went around the base of his cock, and closed them, increasing his sensitivity and need all the more. They were tight but not painful. Seeing it on himself once again made him lightheaded. The fact his Dom was the one to place it there nearly brought him to tears. I’ll make him proud!
“Beautiful, boy. So, so beautiful.” The praise shot through Kade, making his heart beat harder even as it seemed to lodge in his throat.
Six
A FTER THE third, or was it the fourth, time Deacon teased him to the edge but then released him, denying him that last little bit to send him over into what he knew would be a mind-blowing orgasm, Deacon shifted from between Kade’s legs and smiled up at him. “Move up a little, boy.”
Kade scrambled to push himself up and back against the headboard of the solid bed. He wondered what was next, but couldn’t focus on anything outside of Deacon and his commands. Seconds later, Deacon knelt so he straddled Kade, his cock mere inches from Kade’s ravenous lips. He stroked it with long, slow movements, tormenting Kade.
Kade took in the vision before him: Deacon was long, a little longer than he was, but not quite as thick. The head was large and perfectly shaped, glistening with precome. Kade saw more well up into the slit, making him crazy with need. Taking a deep breath, he reveled in the dark musky scent that wrapped around and seeped into him. “Please,” he begged, not caring if he had permission or not right then.
“Hands above your head, curled around the headboard.”
It only took him a moment to do as ordered, and he vibrated with need as he waited. Deacon leaned forward, painting Kade’s lips with the clear fluid. Kade eagerly lapped at the wetness and at the cock at
“Everything, boy.”
Concentrating, Kade slipped his fingers under the edge of the elastic, then carefully pealed the boxers off, embarrassed when a whimper escaped as the full length before him was freed. He wanted so badly to lean forward and lick the shiny wet drops decorating the large cock head in front of him, but he hadn’t been given permission yet. Instead, he accepted the last piece of clothing, folded it, and placed it with the rest of Deacon’s clothes.
Deacon picked up the stack and moved it away before lifting and settling Kade on a pile of pillows near the head of the bed. He then sat next to Kade.
“Can you feel this?” Deacon asked, caressing up and down Kade’s thighs, his eyes never leaving Kade’s face.
Kade could see clearly he was being watched, but his entire focus was on Deacon’s hands and how close they were to his dick. “L-lightly. More like the impression of touch, if that makes sense. I like it, though,” he quickly added. He didn’t want his Dom not to think he liked his touch, and he did enjoy it, even if it was more mental than physical in this case.
“And this?” Deacon trailed his fingers up Kade’s abdomen, circled his hard nipples, and plucked them a few times.
“Ungh…. Sir!” Kade yelled, arching his back without thought. It had been so long since he’d felt anything but his own hands and toys, he feared he would come without permission and ruin their evening.
The deep chuckle distracted him slightly as Deacon continued to tease his chest and abs. “I do love edging, boy. I hope you do as well, because you will not be finishing for a very long time.”
The whimpers and moans falling from Kade would have embarrassed him had Deacon not told him he wanted to hear them. Not that he could have stopped them if he’d wanted to. His Dom was too good at keeping him from being able to anticipate the next touch, the next pinch.
When the touching suddenly stopped, Kade fought to focus enough to find out why. By the time he figured out what was happening, Deacon had the cock ring part of his cage open. Kade watched through his lust-filled haze as Deacon slipped on the ring that went around his cock and balls, then the upper one that only went around the base of his cock, and closed them, increasing his sensitivity and need all the more. They were tight but not painful. Seeing it on himself once again made him lightheaded. The fact his Dom was the one to place it there nearly brought him to tears. I’ll make him proud!
“Beautiful, boy. So, so beautiful.” The praise shot through Kade, making his heart beat harder even as it seemed to lodge in his throat.
Six
A FTER THE third, or was it the fourth, time Deacon teased him to the edge but then released him, denying him that last little bit to send him over into what he knew would be a mind-blowing orgasm, Deacon shifted from between Kade’s legs and smiled up at him. “Move up a little, boy.”
Kade scrambled to push himself up and back against the headboard of the solid bed. He wondered what was next, but couldn’t focus on anything outside of Deacon and his commands. Seconds later, Deacon knelt so he straddled Kade, his cock mere inches from Kade’s ravenous lips. He stroked it with long, slow movements, tormenting Kade.
Kade took in the vision before him: Deacon was long, a little longer than he was, but not quite as thick. The head was large and perfectly shaped, glistening with precome. Kade saw more well up into the slit, making him crazy with need. Taking a deep breath, he reveled in the dark musky scent that wrapped around and seeped into him. “Please,” he begged, not caring if he had permission or not right then.
“Hands above your head, curled around the headboard.”
It only took him a moment to do as ordered, and he vibrated with need as he waited. Deacon leaned forward, painting Kade’s lips with the clear fluid. Kade eagerly lapped at the wetness and at the cock at
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