Oh Carson...

[Rhys]

He's regained his equalibrium, but I nearly had him for a minute there. I'll make him pay for this, but in ways he will never suspect. Instead, I grin at him again, goading him further.

"C'mon little boy, fuck me." I taunt. He's laying against my leg and I shift my hips rolling our cocks together and rubbing him like a giant cat. I hear his sharp intake of breath and I wrap my legs around his back. I use my feet to push him further into me. His head is close to mine, I can feel his hot breath on my cheek. "Show me what you can do" I purr into his ear, and I feel a shiver course through him...

 

[carsonshepherd]

Not so fast.

I pull back. He really is devious.

"I'm not fucking you just yet," I whisper in his ear, giving his neck a swift lick as I shed his legs off my hips. "You need to learn some patience."

 

[carsonshepherd]

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[Rhys]

That earns a chuckle from me. I can be infinitely patient when I want to be. I smile and rest my head on the pillow. He's recovered his confidence. Good. I lightly test the bonds on my wrists. He's got me pretty well restrained, but I know away out if I need too...its my bed after all. "Come here" I say softly and I know his curiousity is aroused, just like the rest of him. He leans over me and I can smell his musk and I lick my lips. I utter my safe word in his ear, and hope to hell he gets it. Apparently he does because he says "Okay" and lets it drop. He starts caressing my jaw lightly with his fingertips, and I decide to just let him do what he wants. He seems to need this, and I will let him have it.

For the moment.

 

[carsonshepherd]

I wouldn't have thought I could be more turned on than I already am. My knees are jelly already. But when he whispers that word in my ear I nearly lose it and I'm not sure I can do this. The combination of seeing him like this, completely at my bidding, and the incredible leap of trust he's just made - accepting my power for the moment by giving me his safe word - almost completely unravels me. I have to take a couple of deep breaths to clear my head and still my trembling. Why can't it ever be easy with him?

As I stroke his face I suddenly can't stand not seeing his eyes. Sometimes they're hard. Sometimes they see more of me than I want to show. But the black blindfold obliterates too much and I reach behind his head and pull it off. He blinks up at me in the dim light for a second as his eyes adjust and then I kiss him.

 

[carsonshepherd]

Oh God.

His tongue ravages my mouth in the finest detail. My cock throbs in time with the intense jolt of electricity his kiss sends through me. I pull away quickly, gasping for air.

Shit. Big mistake...

I look down at him and he looks up at me. He gives that patented little smirk. For a minute there I was actually hesitating; I was about to let him free, until he smirked like that. But that little grin shows me he's just playing the game and I stop swooning from the power of the kiss and pull myself together, back into the role.

I move down, away from his dangerously sensual lips, down his chest. I lick his nipples briefly, circling them with my tongue. Then down to his belly button where I thrust my tongue in and out until he's wiggling beneath me, biting his lip not to cry out.

"Do you like that?" I ask with my very own wicked smile. "You might as well just admit it." And to prove my statement I dip down and lick the dripping head of his cock that can't lie no matter how much he might deny how much he wants this.

 

[Rhys]

He pulls the blind fold off me and for a moment I'm blind. When my eyes refocus, he's staring at me and I can see right into his soul.

Its as I thought. He needs this. He needs to be the one in control. For him its not a superiourity game or about one upsmanship. He's not out to prove he's a better top than me, although that is what I originally thought. No, this is more personal. For him its a measure of security to have me bound. I can't abandon him. I'm not so threatening to him like this. To have me unfettered is to admit his darkest fears. He only thinks he's vanilla but this boy has a few skeletons lurking, and I'm almost curious enough to start ferreting them out.

Provided of course he continues with this blowjob...as in right now.

I don't need to think...I just let the sensation of his warm mouth envelope me...and I moan...

 

[carsonshepherd]

He lifts his head to watch me and I see his eyes go back as I wrap my lips around his shaft. A sexy little groan comes from his throat. I grin and slide his cock deeper into my mouth, drawing him into the wet heat, but I don't suck. I know he wants me to the way he moves his hips in frustration, but there's no way he's getting to come this soon. No, he's got a long way to go before he finally gets released.

 

[Rhys]

He draws me into his mouth but he's playing with me. I can tell by the way he's just lipping my balls and toying with the shaft. What he doesn't know won't hurt him, but I am thinking it was a really good thing I did some serious wanking before I went out. He wants me to lose complete control and that just won't happen. But, I'll give him a show since that seems to be what he craves. I move my hips trying to get him to take more of me and I groan again when his pink tongue laps at the head of my dick. He probes the slit with dexterity and that sends a shudder through me. Since he removed the blindfold, I can watch him better. He's taunting me although I am not sure why. Again, I wonder if he's really got a point to prove or is this something else?

I have a feeling he's consciously vanilla, very straight and narrow and very proper. He probably believes in monogamy too, which tells me that somewhere underneath beats a heart of darkness. He's been a wild child once and it scared him. He wants very much to stroke himself. I can see how fucking turned on he is because he keeps drifting one hand toward his thigh even while he's sucking me. He's not taking this blowjob very seriously and he could if he wanted. My shaved state must be a novelty to him. I saw how much that sent him into orbit when I removed his pubes. He was practically begging me to fuck him afterward. I honestly thought he was going to cum three seconds after I thrust into him. I had bruises.

The sex was fucking fantastic, but I hadn't expected to see him again. I had a feeling there was a boyfriend hovering in the background there somewhere so for him to show up again is unusual to say the least.

He's still toying with me, he's decided to idly jack me and stick his fingers in my mouth. I can taste my cream on his fingers and I moan into his hand and thrust my hips forward. I'm getting a nice buzz from this. I decide to give him a hands on, so to speak, demonstration of my head technique. I draw his index finger into my mouth and slowly run my tongue up the palm side and flick just a tiny bit at the tip. Then, I lightly stroke the digit from side to side all the way back down to the palm where I gently nip at the fleshy base. I repeat this again, this time sucking a little at the tip before circling my tongue up over the nail. This time I pick a side and slowly stroke his finger with my tongue down to the webbing between his fingers. He watches me with a rapt expression on his face and he's forgotten my cock. His own is jutting up to his stomach and leaking profusely.

I stop and say softly "You could bring that over here so I could have a taste..."

 

[carsonshepherd]

I draw my hand back and just stop on my knees, panting and breathless, reeling from the waves of sensation - how could I feel this way just from him sucking my finger, it's just not possible. I stare down into his eyes. My mind is totally blank without the usual din of snippets of stories, song lyrics, voices that run constantly behind my eyes.

Holding my gaze his tongue flicks out and licks his lips. A shiver runs through me. His sucking me wasn't part of my plan. He keeps derailing my plan, throwing me into tangents I never meant to happen. I'm supposed to be the one in control here, and since he's asking so politely to suck my cock then that's exactly what he's going to do.

"Mmmm, just for a minute," I answer breathlessly as I move up and put my knees on either side of his neck... with his hands restrained by the belt he can't reach up so I use my own hand to guide my cock into his willing and very talented mouth...

 

[carsonshepherd]

Slowly I feed it to him, inch by inch. No resistance. I use my other hand to cradle the back of his head, lifting it slightly for a better angle. He looks up at me the whole time with his knowing serious eyes, challenging me and hypnotizing me. I shouldn't have taken the blindfold off, he was so much safer with his eyes covered. He swirls his tongue around the length of my shaft and it feels so fucking good I almost cum right then and there. His mouth is a writhing inferno of sensation. A tingle shoots up my spine and I pull out just in time, my breathing hard and desperate.

He snickers and licks his lips smugly. So wicked. I move back, kissing his hot mouth on the way down and tasting my own juice on his tongue.

"Mmmm, you think you won that round do you?" I whisper sweetly as I flick my tongue over his cock again. "Well now it's my turn... and I know your weak spot."

He gasps slightly as I suddenly grab his legs and push his knees up exposing his hole. I breathe in the blatant scent of cock, letting it overwhelm me for a second, before I dance my tongue to that little spot under his balls that he likes me to lick...

His tight hole twitches - an involuntary response I'm sure he doesn't like - and I grin as I breathe on it, nuzzling the cleft of his cheeks. He's unable to stifle a little sound.

"This is nice," I whisper. "Bet it's still sore from last time I fucked you. You don't know how that turned me on... thinking about your ass burning from my dick being so far up inside you."

I blow hot breath on his hole as I grab for the lube and the little toy that got cast aside. I tease the tip of his cock with the beads so he can see what I'm doing. He wriggles a little, but I only laugh.

"I've been dreaming of doing this. I'm going to stick these beads up your ass and then pull them out one by one. You're going to like it because you're all tied up and there's nothing you can do about it. Then I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll taste it. And then I'll lick my cum off you... But first I'm going to lick your ass until you beg me not to stop..."

With my thumbs I spread his hole wide -

 

[Rhys]

He's so intent on his fantasy of fucking me senseless that he's forgotten that my hands can easily fall asleep in this position. Bad Bad boy. Fortunately for me its my bed and I designed a release mechanism into the wall.

He's got a talented tongue and it takes all my concentration to work my hands up under the pillow to press the catch. My fingers are getting numb so its about time I did this or muttered my safe word and he's so intend on my ass I don't think he'd hear me anyway. I press the catch and the straps immediately drop from the hooks. My hands are still bound but at least the stretching pressure is off my wrists. He rocks me back, lathering my hole with his spit and my cock nearly spasms...oh fuck he's good. I decide to keep him as distracted as possible as I work myself free of my bonds. ''Oh yeah, that's it!" I moan "Lick me you fuck... I want to feel your tongue inside me." I push back against him as he dives into my ass, sucking at me that has me catching my breath for real and moaning. "You liked fucking my tight ass did you? Dreaming about me at night in your little bed, stroking yourself and thinking about rimming me eh?" I couldn't help the taunt. He looked up at me and I can see by his expression that he'd been doing just that. "You've been cooking up another reason to come see me all week ...and you decided that the anal beads would be the way to get my attention. " I grin wickedly at him." He licks his lips and watches me as his tongue darts around the rim of my asshole and I have to gasp for breath. He's serious this time. He's sucking on me like he's found his favourite flavour of sucker.
I'm afraid his belt is a lost cause. I found the sharp serrated edge underneath the lip of the bed and cut myself free. But, I hide my arms under the pillow and don't show him that I am just hanging on to the bed frame now and there is nothing preventing me from grabbing ahold of him and flipping him over onto his back and ending this little charade once and for all.

No, I'm going to let him have his way. He coats the beads liberally with lube and drags them slowly across my twitching hole. I writhe and groan and he grins deliberately torturing me. Oh I want him to do it now, its not torture for the eagerly willing...

 

[carsonshepherd]

I make my tongue into a hard point and lift my chin, driving my tongue deep into the warm tightness of his ass. His balls brush my nose. I stretch my agile tongue to the max, till it hurts, and then push it further wanting to get more and more inside him. He gasps and moans and pushes his ass to my face like the hungry slut he is. I could fuck him right now. I want to fill him all the way up with my cock and crush him under me. I want to own him and grind my dark fascination for him into dust. I want to take all his power over me away.

Okay. Stop. Not yet. My cock is angry and red, dripping steadily into a puddle on the dark sheets. I'm torn between driving into his core and the very enticing mental image I've been carrying around in my head for the last week, until it's become almost an obsession, of pulling the beads out one by one.

My hands tremble. I take a deep breath to clear my head and concentrate on the slippery purple toy. I lube my fingers and apply it to his hole. When it mixes with my saliva his asshole is a shiny, gleaming and very inviting pink.

"Watch me," I order harshly. There's no way he can really see what I'm doing to his ass, but I still want his eyes focused on me. I want to know he's watching. He sucks in a heavy breath and lifts his head, his face flushed and his lips parted. His eyes glitter at me.

One by one I ease the wand of beads into his hole. I watch it stretch just a bit more with each bead as they get successively larger. He gasps at the feeling as his anal passage is filled with the slippery toy. I pant, fighting waves of impending orgasm just from the visual aspect. I need this to last.

"Do you like that? Huh, do you like having your ass stuffed?" I rasp. "You do, don't you?"

He answers with a low animal groan I've never heard from him. Pure excitement.

When all the beads are in I take another deep breath to clear my head but my heart is pounding like a fucking jackhammer. Leaving the toy in place I reach up and gently stroke his throbbing cock. I ache to touch mine but if I do I will cum in an instant. I don't stroke him in too steady a rhythm; I don't want him to cum yet. I just want him to feel the toy up his ass and his needy hole flexing around it.

"Does it feel good?" I ask softly.

"Damn you" he curses me under his breath.

I snicker. "Oh we haven't even started yet," I whisper, and I take the base of the toy and gently tug.

 

[Rhys]

"You are damn right we haven't started yet" I rasp. My cock can't possibly get any harder. I am leaking steadily now and I am beginning not to give a fuck about this contest of wills. My ass spasms around the beads and I have to gasp for breath again as I feel them stretching me. I will myself to relax and not resist the pressure of them. He rotates them around and finds my prostate and the world explodes for a little bit as he thrusts the beads further in, scraping past that spot that drives me utterly insane. I clutch at the rim of the headboard and wiggle my hips fucking his toy and he watches me, slack jawed.

His cockhead is an angry red. "I want to watch you stroke yourself as you fuck me" I whisper. He's heard me. His head snaps up and he regards me, the surprise evident in his face. "I want to watch you fondle your smooth skin...I bet its extra sensitive now. I bet you like it and you wish you'd thought of it before. I think you probably like going commando now, that seam of your jeans rubbing just in the right spot keeping you hard all day...Between that and your little fantasy of me...how many times did you cream your jeans this week? I bet you've found new reasons to jerk off at every oppourtunity. " He flushes a deep red that starts at his cock and moves rapidly up to his face. I struck a nerve.

I groan as he bites down hard on his lip and shakes his head...he's pulling the beads out slowly now, wiggling them and I can't help the gutteral moan as one of them pushes out of my sphincter. I find my voice again, but its hoarse even to my ears. "I'll bet you spent an inordinate amount of time in the employee bathroom this week, locked in the last stall, the one with dim light, imagining me on your knees servicing your cock. I think you can't make up your mind which fantasy you like better, the one of me dropping my trousers and letting you fuck me right there against the sink, or the one of me fucking your tight ass against the wall." He shudders and I've got him again. He's stopped moving and is staring at me like he's lost. His dick is waving like an enraged feeler and a drop of his precum splashes on my stomach.

"Make you a deal sunshine," I say, holding his gaze as I bring my aching arm down to the side of the bed and feel for the hidden drawer beneath the bed. I have to find what I want by touch so this is incredibly important. I find the plastic case and bring it out and set it on the floor. "You want to fuck me. I want to fuck you....and I know a way we can do both."

I sit up and rock a little because the beads are still there and they feel so fucking good. He's startled that I'm loose. I can see it in his face. I pull the sterile plastic case onto the bed and show him the gleaming black butt plug. "You get to fuck me, but you have to have this deep inside you. You used beads on me...I think its only fair..." I grin at him and watch my words sink in...

 

[carsonshepherd]

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[carsonshepherd]

No way. I stare at it in disbelief, heart pounding. He's fucking crazy if he thinks I'm letting him put that thing in my ass...

But at the same time it's very... enticing.

And how the fuck did he get out of the belt anyway? I strapped it myself. I strapped it tightly.

"No," I shake my head stubbornly. He rolls his eyes but at the same time the beads up his ass make him squirm and I see he has very little patience for argument on my part. Really I don't know why I'm protesting... I mean at the thickest it's no bigger than his cock... but the symbolism of the impersonal black toy just slices through my mind and pushes all my red buttons. Control and power.

He stares into my eyes and slowly reaches down wherever he got the toy. I stare hypnotized as he puts a condom on it and slowly lubes it up. I have no idea what he's going to do. My knees are shaking uncontrollably. Then he does the last thing I expect...

He hands it to me.

"Put it in," he whispers. "Let me watch you slide it up your ass."

I swallow but I take it in my hand. It feels light and solid and smooth to my touch. If he'd put it any different... if he'd demanded instead of asked... I wouldn't do it. But his silky smooth British-accented whisper - voice that permeates my dreams at night - just softly requests it and I want to do anything to please him...

 

[Rhys]

No way. I stare at it in disbelief, heart pounding. He's fucking crazy if he thinks I'm letting him put that thing in my ass...

But at the same time it's very... enticing.

And how the fuck did he get out of the belt anyway? I strapped it myself. I strapped it tightly.

"No," I shake my head stubbornly. He rolls his eyes but at the same time the beads up his ass make him squirm and I see he has very little patience for argument on my part. Really I don't know why I'm protesting... I mean at the thickest it's no bigger than his cock... but the symbolism of the impersonal black toy just slices through my mind and pushes all my red buttons. Control and power.

He stares into my eyes and slowly reaches down wherever he got the toy. I stare hypnotized as he puts a condom on it and slowly lubes it up. I have no idea what he's going to do. My knees are shaking uncontrollably. Then he does the last thing I expect...

He hands it to me.

"Put it in," he whispers. "Let me watch you slide it up your ass."

I swallow but I take it in my hand. It feels light and solid and smooth to my touch. If he'd put it any different... if he'd demanded instead of asked... I wouldn't do it. But his silky smooth British-accented whisper - voice that permeates my dreams at night - just softly requests it and I want to do anything to please him...

quoted to prevent another carson self edit moment.

 

[carsonshepherd]

*whew* still here