I looked up at him. “Are you afraid you won’t get what you need?”
He shook his head.
“Why not?”
“Because I’ll just take it.”
“You don’t have to do that. This is about you. Tell me what you need. Use me for your pleasure.”
“Holy fucking fuck, you are unbelievable.”
I opened my mouth and let my tongue hang out. After one more moment of hesitation, he took hold of my head and drove his cock into me.
I gagged around him, but I didn’t pull away. I let him keep going, sliding his cock in and out, then pushing in all the way, holding me against him until I finally struggled to be free.
I sucked in air when he let me go. “You like that. You like choking me with your dick.”
“Yes.”
He wrapped a hand around my throat, stroking up and down with his thumb. I opened my mouth, and he pushed in again. “I want to feel my cock in your throat.”
I groaned around him, and he pushed deeper.
“God, I love filling you. You’re so good, so willing. You’ll do anything, won’t you? Anything I want.”
I nodded.
He let go of my throat and started thrusting in and out again. I was ready to swallow every last drop of his load. I wanted it, wanted him to use me. We had time for more, and I wasn’t going to stop him. I didn’t want him to hold anything back.
But he pulled away before he came. I leaned forward, trying to take his cock back into my mouth.
“I want to taste you too,” he said. “Strip.”
I did as he asked. My whole body was buzzing with excitement, and my dick was so hard it felt like a steel rod in my pants. This was Grant at his most free. He was giving me what I needed and taking what he wanted, and it was glorious.
He kicked off his shoes, socks, and pants while I got naked. Before I could move toward the bed, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.
“You wanted me wild, and now you’ve got it.” He tossed me onto the mattress. I bounced once then steadied myself.
The bed wasn’t huge like the one in his room, but we’d make do nicely.
I lay back, and he knelt over me so his mouth was positioned over my cock, and his cock dangled over my lips.
I licked them. “Feed me, Grant.”
He lowered his hips, and I reached up to grip his ass. He thrust into my willing mouth as he swallowed my cock down. I bucked, pushing deeper into his mouth.
He didn’t complain. He sucked and licked my cock, making me crazy. I wasn’t sure I could take the simultaneous pleasure of his mouth and the way his cock filled my throat, but he didn’t give me a choice.
I tried to push him off me, to warn him I was coming, but he wouldn’t let me. I cried out around his cock as one last deep pull of his throat muscles brought me right over the edge. I shot my load down his throat, and his thrusts grew frantic. He drove into my mouth. I opened up and let him, surrendering completely. I drank his cum down, licking my lips to get the last of it when he pulled out.
He rolled over and collapsed beside me. Neither of us spoke for several long moments as we tried to remember how to breathe. My throat hurt, I was sure my lips were puffy, and my cock felt like it had been hoovered.
“I… still want… your ass,” Grant said.
“You can have anything.”
“Not yet. I wish I was ready, but I need time.”