He hauled Carter to his feet, enfolded him in his arms, and kissed him fervently, Carter’s arms locked around his neck as if he was holding onto Beez to stay upright. Then they parted, and Beez smiled. “Now let’s see whatyou’replaying with.” Beez sank to his knees, his head level with Carter’s chest, and pulled Carter’s briefs past his hips with a leisurely hand. They dropped to the floor, and Carter impatiently kicked them away. Beez lowered his gaze and grinned at the sight of Carter’s shaft. “You’re a big boy.” He didn’t wait for a response, but took Carter’s dick between his lips.
“Oh God,” Carter croaked.
Beez went to town on Carter’s cock, sucking it, licking it, worshipping it with lips and tongue, until Carter was a quivering wreck. Now and then he slid his fingers between Carter’s legs, and Carter spread them a little wider, moaning when Beez brushed a fingertip over his hole.
It was time to blow Carter’s mind—again.
“On the bed,” Beez murmured. “On your hands and knees, ass toward me.”
Carter stumbled toward the bed, scrambling onto it. His legs shook a little. Beez tugged his hips, pulling him closer to the edge of the mattress. Then he knelt before that beautiful virgin ass, pried Carter’s cheeks apart with gentle fingers, and licked over his hole. Carter’s loud moan was music to Beez’s ears, and he pushed at the tight pucker, feeling it open for him.
“Want my tongue deeper?”
Carter twisted to stare at him over his shoulder. “Yes!”
Beez flipped him onto his back, pushed Carter’s knees towards his ears, rolling his ass up off the bed, and there was that pretty little hole, glistening with Beez’s spit, begging for him. Beez fucked it with tongue and fingers, until Carter was in constant motion, writhing beneath him.
He was ready.
Beez lifted Carter and placed him almost reverently in the center of the bed, his head supported by the pillows. Beez grabbed one of them and stuffed it under Carter’s ass. He knelt between Carter’s spread thighs, and gave his cock two or three slow pulls.
“Lube!” Carter squeaked. “There’s lube in the nightstand.”
Beez grinned. “It kinda comes with its own, but sure.” He opened the drawer, grabbed the bottle, and squeezed a generous amount onto his cock. Once he’d slicked the entire length, Beez added more to his fingers and slid them into Carter’s hole before tossing the bottle aside. He crawled up Carter’s body and kissed him. “You ready?”
“Yes—wait, no! What about condoms? I… I don’t have any.”
Beez arched his eyebrows. “I’m a host. It would be bad form if I could get diseases. None of us can give or get them.”
Carter’s eyes widened. “You mean—”
“Yup.” Beez grinned. “I can ride your ass all night, and you never need to worry about pregnancy or any type of STD. You’re completely safe.”
Oh Supreme, those pretty eyes were huge. “Wait. Getting pregnant would be a thing?”
Beez cackled. “Only if we do it enough,” he joked.
“Really?” Carter grabbed his legs and held them against his chest. “Then let’s get working.”
Beez sat back on his haunches, rubbing the head of his dick over Carter’s hole. “Think this is gonna fit in there?” he teased.
“Only one way to find out,” Carter fired back.
Beez held his shaft steady and slowly, so slowly, he inched his way into Carter’s hot, tight little body. Carter’s breathing changed, becoming shallower and harsher, and Beez moved even slower, until at last he was all the way in.
“Fuck, you’re huge,” Carter ground out. “It’s like I can feel you everywhere.”
“Then I won’t move till you give the word,” Beez assured him.
He didn’t recognize the careful, thoughtful demon who spoke gently and moved unhurriedly. This wasn’t him.
So why do I like the way this feels?
Carter felt as if the whole universe had narrowed down to his room, his bed, the demon who kissed him, the cock in his ass…
“Go slow?”
Beez smiled. “I promised, didn’t I?”