《Baby boy》8-XXX
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"Trevor..." he let out breathlessly. "No strings attached, I want you to fuck me."
"A-are you sure?" I tried to catch my breath.
"I wouldn't have said anything if I wasn't sure. And no I'm not a virgin, so you don't have to worry." He squeezed his legs against mine, slightly grinding against me.
"Mhmm... how do you like it?" I gripped his ass, watching him bite his lip. We stared into each other's eyes, our foreheads still pressed together.
"Hard. No holding back."
"Safe words?"
"Red and yellow for now." He bit his lip, running his hands down my arms. "You're wearing too many clothes for my taste..." he licked his top lip, then holding a bite on his bottom lip.
"You know those fucking fishnets are killing me." I flashed my dominant glare. The one that could make anyone submit.
"That was the point." He slightly stuck his tongue out at me. But I leaned forward, slightly tugging at his tongue, shoving mine down his throat.
He breathlessly moaned against me, moving his hips against me. Definitely making me hard in the process.
"Are you going to fuck me or what?" He reaches his hand down and started palming my hard on.
I reached my hands under his ass, holding him against me. I stood up, hearing him squeak. "Patience Princess." I gripped his ass tighter, watching his pulps dilate.
"Second door on the left." He dug his face in the crook of my neck as I walked to the bedroom he directed me to.
I opened the door, quickly closing it and locking it behind me. I quickly walked over to the bed, gently setting him down. Kissing him deeply.
He gripped the back of my neck, pulling me closer. Wrapping his legs around me, closing the little space between us.
I let my hands wander. Up and down his sides. Down to his ass.
I gently put my hands under the end off his skirt and moved my hands upwards. Gripping his thigh. He let out small moans into the kiss, making me smile.
I pulled away, making him groan at the loss of touch. I gave him a wicked smirk. He let go of me as I stood up.
"Strip."
"Strip." I bit my lip. It's been a while since I've been dominated, and my god it felt good.
He moved out of the way slightly, letting me stand up. I looked up into his eyes as he nodded slightly. Giving me the go ahead.
This was my time to fuck with him. So I did.
I slowly peeled off everything. Except my sweater. It covered everything. I could tell by the look on his face that he was getting frustrated.
I strutted towards him. Standing on the balls of my feet. Letting them hit the cold hardwood floor.
I put my hands against his chest, he looked down at me, raising his eyebrow.
He gripped my ass and I bit my lip. "I thought I told you to strip princess." He raised his eyebrow.
I stood as tall as I could on my tippy toes, whispering in his ears. "Mhm... you did. I'm just a brat. What can I say?" He let out a low growl, picking me up slightly by my ass.
"You're going to be the death of me princess." He leaned down into my ear, biting and sucking on my ear lobe.
I let out a quite moan as he moved down my neck. Definitely leaving hickeys. But I didn't mind. It just turned me on beyond belief. Letting him mark me. Letting the word know he claimed me.
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He pulled away, moving me slightly. He pushed me to the bed as he took off his shirt, revealing a sight that made my imagination go to shame. Damn he's ripped... I bit my lip scanning him up and down.
"Like what you see princess?" He smirked at me.
"I love." I licked my lips, continuing to scan him up and down. He just chuckled, leaning down on top of me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
He slammed his lips onto mine, soon exploring my mouth with his tongue.
He slowly pulled up my sweater, only to let his hands under. Feeling every inch of my body.
He rubbed his hands against my chest, soon grabbing at my nipples. I bit my lip trying to hold back a moan.
He stopped.
"Hey!!!"
"If I don't hear those pretty little moans, then I'm stopping." He gave me a wicked smirk. "Am I clear?"
I nodded in response. "Ah ah ah, use you're words. Am. I. Clear..." he leaned into my ear, his breath tickling me.
"Yes Daddy..." my eyes widened, realizing what I just called him. Fuck... "I-I'm sorry..."
"Say it again." What? I turned my head to face him, looking shocked. He bore his eyes into mine, giving a neutral gaze. "I said, say it again princess. Or am I going to have to make you?" He gave me a wicked smirk. Making me melt under him.
"Daddy...." I breathed into his ear.
"Daddy..." I felt his breath tickle my ear.
I never knew how much that word would turn me on until now. It never has with my previous partners, but this... the way he bites his lips while saying it, made me want to watch him submit under my grip.
I slammed my lips against him as he pulled me closer, clinging to me like a koala.
He slowly started the grind against me. "Ah ah ah. Who said you get to do that." He groaned in frustration.
"Patience Princess.... patience." I breathed in his ear, making him squirm. It almost made me shiver at the reminder from that dream I had.
I kissing him slowly and gently, reaching my hand under his sweater. Grabbing his nipples, watching him squirm under me. "Let me hear those pretty little noises baby boy." He let out small breathy moans.
I let go, slowly lifting up his sweater.
I stopped, standing in front of him, just to scan his body.
"S-stop looking at me! It's embarrassing!" He whined.
"But you look so tasty baby boy." He groaned.
I dropped to my knees, positioning myself between his legs. "W-what are you doing..." he lifted himself onto his elbows.
I looked up at him, only with my eyes. He chewed on his lip nervously.
I spread his legs wider as his breathing got more labored. I moved my face closer to him, shoving my tongue in his pretty little hole, earning a loud whine.
I chuckled slightly as I ate him out. Not once touching where he really wanted me to.
"T-Trevor...." he slowly shook under my touch.
"Tell me what you want baby." I ran my fingers over his hole, making him twitch.
"Pleaseee, I can't..." he shook under me. I just smiled.
Standing up, he looked at me with pleading eyes. "Sit up." He quickly obeyed. Sitting up in front of me.
I stuck my fingers in front of him. "Suck."
He bit his lip before slowly licking and sucking on my fingers. So obedient...
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Coating my fingers with his saliva, I used my other hand to lay him down. "Hands above your head. Don't move, or there will be consequences."
I was getting impatient, but I followed orders, knowing everything he did would feel better in the long run.
I slowly put my hands above my head, holding onto my wrist.
He leaned over me, giving me and evil smile.
He slowly stuck one finger inside me. It felt uncomfortable at first, but soon it started to feel good.
He saw the change in my emotions and inserted a second finger. Slowly scissoring his fingers.
He purposefully wasn't hitting my prostate. Making me frustrated. He worked his way around it. Making sure to touch anything but that bundle of nerves.
Inserting a third finger I let out a moan. He just chuckled. I gave him a slight glare, him completely ignoring me.
He pulled out his fingers, I groaned at the lose of feeling.
He stood up rummaging through a drawer.
"You have a condom with you?" He raised his eyebrow. Fuck.
"Ugh... no." He licked his lips as I sat up. Then I had a thought.
"You got anything?" He raised his eyebrow, questioning what I meant. "STDs."
"Oh god no!" He raised his hands in defense.
"Then... maybe we could do without one..." I bit my lip nervously. He stared at me in awe. I looked away from his gaze. Feeling like shit for suggesting it.
But I was met with his lips on mine instead, making me moan against him.
I tugged on his jeans, slowly unbuttoning and unzipping them. He helped me out by fully taking them off. Only leaving on his boxers.
I looked down at his bulge, wondering how big he actually was.
He pulled away and chuckled. "All fours." He motioned with his eyes.
I quickly got on my hands and knees, letting my ass face him.
He pulled off his boxers, letting his member stand at full attention. "Don't worry, I'll take it slow."
I bit my lip nervously as he placed himself at my entrance.
I gripped the bed sheets as he slowly entered me. FuuuUUUCkkk.... I rolled my eyes in the back of my head as he pushed in further.
Sliding in, he hit my prostate, making me moan. "FuuUUUUuuuckk...." I breathed out.
"I'm not finished yet." He chuckled. Slowly pushing the rest of himself inside me.
I felt him bottom out. My ass gripping around him. Stretching me. I tried adjusting myself to make it less uncomfortable, before eventually getting comfortable enough...
I nodded, letting him know to move. "Ah ah, use you words princess." He rubbed his hands over my ass.
"Pleaseee..." I tried to move myself, but he stopped me in my tracks.
"Please what?" He leaned over me.
I turned my head to face him. "Fuck me daddy." He grinned with delight. "Good boy." I swooned at the praise.
He slowly started to move in and out, hitting my prostate every time. I bit my lip to suppress my moans, but I was met with a slap to my ass, making me yelp.
"Let me hear those pretty sounds baby boy, or you're getting thrown over my knee." I melted under him, barely able to keep myself up. He just chuckled, rubbing my ass to cool it down.
Slowly pulling in and out, keeping it sensual.
"H-harder." I breathed out.
"Harder what?" The audacity.
"Harder ~daddy~." He hummed in approval.
Thrusting harder and harder with each stroke. Making me moan in ecstasy. Hitting my prostate every time. Making it harder to hold everything in.
"T-Trevor...." I moaned out. Feeling like I was ready to burst.
He stopped. Pulling out he flipped me over on my back, quickly filling me up again.
Every move going harder and faster.
"D-daddyyyy, I-I'm..." just as fast as I tried to spit out that sentence, he grabbed the base of my cock, and squeezed.
"Not till I say so princess." He gave a wicked smirk. Thrusting deep inside me. I groaned at the pain building up inside me.
But it felt so good. I chose to ignore the pain and focus on him.
Each thrust. Every groan. The lust.
Hearing him let out a low growl as I dug my nails into his back. The ecstasy becoming too much for my body to handle.
I didn't cum. But a dry orgasm made my whole body shake with pure bliss. I heard him mumble a low fuck under his breath.
I felt him throb inside me, making my whole body tense.
"Cum for me baby." He let go of me, letting the rest of my orgasm out. Spreading it between us. The overstimulation of him riding out my orgasm made my whole body shake under him.
"Where?" He breathes out quietly.
He sat me up so I was riding on top of him, holding me close. "Inside..."
Without another word, he rode out his orgasm, filling me to the brim.
Both of us moaning together. The bar patrons probably hearing us. But I didn't care. It felt like I was on cloud nine.
He slowly stopped, letting me sit for a moment. He held me close as I dug my head in the crook of his neck.
He did the same, slowly kissing my neck, leaving small hickeys in his wake.
He slowly laid down with me, still inside me.
I slowly grabbed his cock, pulling him out of me. Wincing as I felt empty, but not completely.
"I should clean you up gorgeous." He kissed my cheek as I smiled.
"In a minute..." I breathed out, laying my head on his chest. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close.
"That was.... fuckkkk...." my eyes went to the back of my head as I thought about what just happened
He chuckled. "Who knew you weren't as innocent as I thought you were."
"I get that a lot." I chuckled.
"Come on, let me clean us up." In one swift movement he carried me bridal style to the small ensuite bathroom.
"Such a gentleman." I giggled.
"Only for you." He smiled.
He turned on the shower, letting it warm up before stepping in.
"Can you stand?" He looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"I don't know, let's find out." I chuckled as he set me down gently.
My legs wobbled, but he stood his ground, holding me steady. "Thank you." I looked up at him with a smile.
"It's the proper way to take care of your partner." He kissed my forehead as I giggled.
Slowly he reached down to my ass, sticking two of his fingers inside me. Making my eyes roll to the back of my head.
"Sorry Princess. Can't let that sit inside you." He chuckled, hitting my prostate.
"N-no... yo-you're just... being an... a-asshole." He chuckled.
"Such a potty mouth."
He slowly cleaned inside of me, letting the hot water run between us.
He pulled out his fingers, making me groan.
I punched his arm. "Asshole."
"At your service." He laughed.
We cleaned each other up. Him still trying to tease me. Which I didn't appreciate.
But he took care of me. Making me hopeful that he could be something more to me.
Baby steps.
He shut off the water, quickly drying me off, then himself. He wrapped me in a towel like I was a kid. Making me giggle. Throwing the towel across my shoulders, it draping over my body.
He picked me up bridal style and got out of the shower.
He set me gently on the bed, quickly laying down next to me. "Thank you Trevor." I kissed his cheek as he moved closer to me.
"Takes two to tango gorgeous." He laughed.
"Touché." We both giggled as he enveloped me in his arms.
"Mmm... you're cold." He mumbled under his breath, sticking my head under his chin.
"Maybe cuz I'm wearing a towel dipstick." I chuckled.
"I won't hesitate to bend you over my knee. Watch your mouth little one." I just chuckled. Not really knowing how serious he was. But also not wanting to find out.
I moved from his arms and peeled the towel off of me. Rolling out of bed.
"Where are you going?" He raised an eyebrow as I attempted to walk across the room to the closet.
"I have clothes here, and I want to be warm, thank you very much." He just laughed at my attempt to walk. I just muttered asshole.
I got to the other side of the room, finally, and grabbed some pj's out of the closet.
I put on a matching set of frogs. I giggled at the little frogs on my shirt. But also forgetting Trevor didn't know I was a little. Hoping he wouldn't say anything.
I walked back over to the bed, basically throwing myself on the bed because I was tired of walking.
"Mmm... you look adorable..."
I just smiled, not wanting to answer, knowing my little side would show prominently. He kissed the top of my head and pulled me to his side.
He lifted the covers and pulled me closer to him, I was basically on top of him at this point.
"Nigh nigh daddy..." I closed my eyes, probably going to regret that sentence in the morning.
"Good night baby boy." He kissed the top of my head as I slowly drifted off to dreamland.
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