“Don’t move,” I ordered as I crossed the room, opened my closet, and pulled out the drawer that contained all manner of things I’d like to use on Henri. For the moment, I selected only a small, pink, glass dildo. It would look exquisite against his pale skin.
When I walked back to him, I lifted the toy, letting him see it. “I’ve never used this with anyone. When I saw it, I needed it because I wanted to watch a man push it inside himself. I wanted to watch a man come while this dildo decorated his ass.”
Henri licked his lips. “I… I’m not…”
“You said I wasn’t allowed to fuck your ass. I’m not going to. You’re going to do it to yourself. I want you to push this inside, work it all the way in, and then jerk off while it stretches you.”
Not touching him might kill me, but I wanted to tease him almost as much as I wanted relief for myself. I might always get what I wanted, but I knew how to wait for it. Patience was important in my line of work.
I grabbed one of the chairs by the window, pulled it across the floor, and sat down at the end of the bed as I tossed the dildo to him along with a container of lube.
“Take all the time you need to adjust to it, but every inch of that is going in you. I want to watch your hole swallow it and see the pretty phalange pressed against your ass while you work your cock, but don’t you dare come until I give you permission.”
“I… um…”
“I’m guessing other clients haven’t been as demanding or as specific, but I know what I like, and you’re going to give it to me.”
“Yes, sir.” His shaky voice made my cock jump, and I had to remind myself why I needed to be patient.
Henri took the lube, spread some on his cock, and stroked it slowly up and down, teasing the slit, milking his precum, and licking it off his thumb while his eyes met mine.
“Good boy,” I said. “Now your ass.”
He added more lube and then pressed a slick finger to his hole. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until his finger was all the way inside. His eyes went wide, and his mouth hung open. He worked it in and out several times before adding another.
“Jerk yourself off while you stretch your ass,” I ordered.
He wrapped his other hand around his cock and did as I said. His head tipped back, and he groaned as his fingers went deeper. He moved them in and out faster, stroking his cock with the same rough rhythm. The boy was ripe to be fucked. My hand drifted down to rub against the hard ridge of my cock as I shifted position, widening my legs.
“Dildo now.” I demanded. I wasn’t going to be able to wait much longer to come all over him. I wanted to rub it into his skin, marking him as mine. I would be the first one to have his ass. If I hadn’t already been certain, I sure as hell was now. What I really wanted—crazy as it might sound—was to be the only one to ever have him. I wanted to keep him.
He let his fingers slip from his ass before reaching for the dildo and sliding it over his hole, teasing me as much as himself.
“Now,” I growled.
He gasped when he started to push it inside.
“Keep going.”
“Y-yes, sir.”
He gave himself a little more, then pulled it out.
“Do not stop.”
“I… Oh fuck.”
“Touch yourself while you push it in. That will help.”
I watched as he obeyed, working his shaft until he was fully hard once again. When he pressed the dildo against his ass once more, he sucked in his breath.
“Open your legs wider.” I needed the best possible view. I stared as his ass stretched around the glass. It was so fucking hot. “How does it feel?”
“Bigger than it should.”
“Keep going. Take more.”
He did. His eyes were squeezed tight, his jaw clamped, and the muscles of his thighs had to be rock hard from the tension in his body.
“Don’t hold in all that pain and pleasure. Let me hear it.”
He whimpered as he pushed deeper, then eased back, working the tip in and out a few times before pushing it back in.
“Almost there.”
He pulled it out again as he stroked his cock.
“All the way this time.”
“I…”
“Don’t you dare tell me you can’t.”
“I… I don’t know if—”
“Eyes on me,” I demanded. “Push it in, and don’t stop.”
His other hand stilled on his cock as he did what I said. I watched the dildo disappear deeper and deeper into his ass. He moaned as the fattest part stretched him and his ass closed around it, holding the glass phallus in place. The flange that pressed against him was decorated with little flowers suspended in the glass. He was fucking gorgeous. I wanted to take pictures of him posed on his hands and knees. He would be stunning.
“Tell me how it feels now.”
“It burns, but it also… I feel it against my prostate and… Fuck, I… want to come.”
“Not yet. Not until I’m ready for it. Touch yourself, and keep going until I tell you to stop.”
He did as he was told, panting and whimpering. I could see how hard he was fighting to hold himself back. Sweat dripped from his face and ran down his chest. When I felt sure he couldn’t hold back anymore, I barked out an order. “Stop now.”
Henri pressed his hands to the mattress and stared at me. All pretense of seduction was gone from his face and the way he held his body. He was all raw need now, and he was all mine.
“Pull the dildo out, then turn over and lie on your stomach.”
He gasped and whimpered
