My cock was rock hard, leaking a steady stream of precum onto the sheets. It was the only time I’d ever wished I had extra hands. Every sound Simon made drove me wild with the knowledge that I was the one bringing him this much pleasure.
“Does that feel good?” I asked as I began to pick up the pace. “Do you like having something wrapped round your cock while I fuck you with your new toy?”
“Y-yes.” Simon gasped.
“You look so fucking amazing like this. All spread out for me. Letting me play with you. So fucking hot for me.”
“All for you,” I moaned as Simon’s words exploded in my chest, sweeping adoration and lust through me.
“Yeah, just for me. My sweet boy. Are you going to come again for me? Wanna watch you fill your toy up with cum.” I thrust the Fleshjack down harder as I pushed the dildo into his ass. “Come for me, Simon.”
Simon’s second orgasm exploded from him as a loud, broken moan slid from his lips. His body shook and bucked up, chasing the high of his release. Cum dribbled out of the toy as I slowed my movements, letting him ride out his orgasm before I gently slid the dildo from his ass and the Fleshjack from his spent cock.
My shoulders twinged as I dropped the toys onto the bed, reminding me that that was the most exercise those muscles had done in months. I rolled them, ignoring the slight pull. There was no way my evening was going to be ruined because my shoulder muscles were crap. I still hadn’t come, and I wanted to see if I could wring three orgasms from the beautiful man lying in front of me.
Simon looked utterly fucked out—sweat clinging to his skin, chest heaving, lips swollen and glistening in a loose smile. His arms were still above his head where I’d placed them, fingers grasping at the pillowcase.
He’d been so utterly perfect for me, and I wanted him more than anything.
I was insanely hard, and I knew it wouldn’t take me long to come. My fingers were sticky with lube as I ran my hand across my dick, groaning at the sudden sensation. Simon rolled his head, smiling up at me and eyeing my cock.
“Fuck, you look amazing,” Simon said. His voice was hoarse and raw, and it made lust surge through me because I loved the fact that I was responsible for making him sound like that. “I need you to fuck me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Get your fucking dick in me now.” He spread his thighs a little wider, although the ruined panties around his hips made it harder. I pulled them over his thighs and threw them onto the floor, ignoring the ripping sound when I tugged them a little too hard. Grabbing a condom off the bed, I suited up and lifted Simon’s thighs, leaning over him and lining up with his stretched, wet hole.
I groaned as I bottomed out in one smooth stroke. Simon’s channel clenched around me, threatening to pull my orgasm from me before I’d even started.
“Fuck, I love your ass,” I said, giving a couple of slow, experimental thrusts, watching Simon’s face for any sign of discomfort. But he just moaned, pushing back onto me, his spent cock twitching against his hip.
I pushed on the back of his thighs, bending them over him, driving my cock in deeper as I began to fuck him faster and harder, chasing my own release. Simon gasped underneath me, urging me on as he clutched at the bedsheets.
“Oh, yes. Fuck yes. Just like that.” He writhed underneath me, totally lost in his own pleasure. I was almost surprised, since he’d come twice already, that he was so receptive to me fucking him. “Fuck yes, I love your cock.”
“Yeah?” I groaned out, feeling the familiar burn of my oncoming orgasm. “Love me fucking you like this? Such a little slut for me, aren’t you, Simon? Love my cock inside you.”
“Yeah, such a slut for you,” he groaned. “Love it when you fuck me.”
I leant down, taking his lips in a rough kiss, plunging my tongue into his mouth and swallowing his moans.
“G-gonna come,” I whispered between kisses.
“Fuck yeah, fill me up. Please.” His words were the final straw, and I came with a deep grunt, emptying into the condom as my orgasm burnt through me. It felt like a million firecrackers exploding and firing through my nerves, an intense pleasure that was almost too much.
I collapsed onto the bed next to him, probably grinning stupidly, but too happy and sated to care.
“That was incredible,” Simon said, and I looked over to see him smiling at me. He looked even more debauched now, with his lips red and swollen where I’d kissed him.
“Fuck yeah it was.” I took a deep breath, chuckling for no reason. “Give me one second and I’ll get those cuffs off you.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got it.” There was a soft clinking and the sound of buckles opening. “These are really comfy,” Simon said, examining them. “We’ll have to use them again.”
“Fucking hell, Simon. Don’t say that! You’re killing me.” I laughed, sitting up and pulling the condom off, reaching for a tissue to wrap it in. “Was that okay though? Seriously.”
“Seriously, it was… incredible.” Simon leant over, kissing me gently. “Thank you.”
“You don’t need to thank me.”
“Um, you spent a fucking fortune on me today, and I got, like, two amazing orgasms. I think I need to say thank you.”
“Fine,” I said, rolling my eyes and pulling him into my arms. We were both sweaty and sticky, and we should probably clean up soon, especially because I wanted to make
