With his cheeks on fire, Dex delved in for real this time, downing that delicious cock. He wanted to squeeze it in his throat, make it nice and slippery in ways that dove Hammer wild.
The tiny tremors passing through his man’s body had Dex’s lust soaring until his limbs felt almost painfully sensitive. When Hammer grabbed his head as if it were a ball and embedded himself fully with a soft grunt, his dick warmed Dex from inside out.
“You will be my personal cumdump. And I’ll share you if I feel like it too,” Hammer said, staring down at Dex.
He was agodamong men.
Brown hair framed Hammer’s face, making his eyes seem darker and so intense their steady glare rendered Dex’s knees soft and his cock ever harder. Dex loved sex, had a buzzing libido, and wanted his lover to see him with a cock deep down his throat and balls resting against the chin. Like the best sex doll, with lust coursing through his veins instead of blood.
He made a needy little whimper, hoping it vibrated up Hammer’s dick. What a disappointment it was when the delicious hard tool was yanked away from him and swung just out of reach. But Hammer was merciless and stifled protests by covering Dex’s mouth and regarding him sternly. “Away from the door and lower your pants, Prospect. Now.”
Every time Hammer called him Prospect emphasized their unequal position, sending a shock of lust to Dex’s balls. He got up despite already missing the dick in his mouth, but he couldn’t open his pants quick enough. He wanted that hard meat deep inside him. He wanted to drip with Hammer’s cum and feel it soothe the burn of a hard fuck.
He pushed his jeans and underwear down to his knees. There was something erotic about being partially disrobed. Being naked was comfortable and natural, yet revealing only the bits needed for sex felt illicit. He was breathing hard, unsure whether he should focus on Hammer’s face or that incredible dick, still glistening with his saliva, but since Hammer ordered him away from the door, he stood under the showerhead and grabbed the pipe right behind it, imagining how he looked to Hammer—exposed and vulnerable in this public bathroom, like a slut anyone could have.
A shiver went up his spine at the sound of shed clothing and then footsteps coming his way, but just as he sensed the warmth of Hammer’s body, two slick fingers dove deep into his hole.
He moaned, curling his fingers on the steel pipe. “Fuck!” It took him half a second to relax again. “So ready for your dick…” He arched his back, showing off the body he worked so hard on.
In porny fantasies, every guy wanted to line up for their turn with the truck stop slut ready to be taken at a moment’s notice, and each cock felt great. But in reality, lots of the men he’d been with weren’t that good at sex, or maybe they simply didn’t care how much he enjoyed the hook-ups. But where they failed, Hammer exceeded any expectations. He knew how to make Dex melt and take charge without being a dismissive dick about it.
Hammer sniggered, pulling on Dex’s sphincter as if his fingers were a hook attempting to lift Dex while he grabbed him from behind and once again kissed his neck, hungry for its juicy meat. “Then ask for it, Prospect. Gotta beg for that enforcer cum.”
Dex let out a needy sound against the tiles, and arched his ass higher, spreading his legs to give Hammer easier access to him. “Please fuck me. I want your dick inside me, sir. Please fill me with your cum. My ass is so needy.” His face flamed, but at least he didn’t have to worry about feeling cold anymore. His own dick was rock hard, pulsing at ninety degrees from his body, yet he didn’t dare touch it, wanting to only jerk off once Hammer started pounding him hard.
He stopped breathing when the fingers slipped out, but Hammer didn’t leave him wanting for long, and within a couple of heartbeats, his burning hot, wide prick slid in, making Dex’s knees so unsteady he was glad of the support provided by the showerhead.
He was being speared onto the most glorious spit, and wouldn’t have it any other way. Once Hammer slammed all the way in, his hand went for Dex’s neck, as if he wanted to make sure Dex understood that he was owned. This gesture communicated more than any collar could. Dex might be a Demon Brethren MC prospect, but that title was only the smoke screen for the truth that he belonged to Hammer and was his property to do with as he wished. They now needed to find out how this new reality would work for them.
“Fuck that feels good,” Dex whimpered, wiggling his ass against Hammer, on the verge of tears.
Hammer pressed his cheek to Dex’s temple, his cock now embedded in Dex’s trembling, needy flesh. “Your ass is a real work of art, Prospect. Never had one quite like it,” he said and squeezed the side of Dex’s buttock as he stirred his hips, stretching Dex’s insides until staying still was no longer possible.
Dex mewled.
“What was that?” Hammer asked and grabbed his hips, pulling out almost all the way before slamming in.
Dex clenched his ass, once more making the embarrassing sound against the tiles. “Fuck me harder,” he said, unsure if it was a good idea to tease the tiger, but he’d do it anyway, just to see what happened.
His cheek met the cold tiles as Hammer pushed his head against the wall and entered him again with a low grunt. “Fuck… milking me real nice, Prospect,” he rasped, thrusting in so hard Dex rose to his toes, shivering when heavy balls slapped his buttocks.
Air was becoming a sparse commodity, and as Hammer pulled Dex’s hips back for a more comfortable angle, Dex focused on breathing while that thick cock massaged him from the inside.
Hammer pulled Dex’s injured arm back so abruptly Dex yelped and panic gripped his whole body. “Not the arm!”
Hammer let go and kissed the back of his head. “Sorry, I forgot,” he murmured, easing the seconds of stress. They stayed still for a moment, but as soon as Dex relaxed, Hammer grabbed the other arm and pulled that one back instead.
To encourage him, Dex rocked his hips back, riding the stiff dick as if he couldn’t wait for more movement. Because, hecouldn’t. He wanted to feel Hammer come, to get off himself, to be used, and to pleasure the man he was with. He wanted to both give and take, and those needs entangled in him into a hot ball of arousal.
Hammer pressed his chest harder to the wall, and slid his free hand to Dex’s face while his cock once again bottomed out, leaving Dex in a frenzy and moaning into the salty palm. There might be an illusion of violence here, but Hammer seemed eager to tune into him and has adjusted his technique in the limited amount of times they’d fucked. He was more careful with his thrusts and sought an angle that made Dex feel good. And while he hadn’t spelled it out, it was obvious he was trying to work out a way to turn Dex into an oversexed mess.
“You feel that, Prospect? I’m going to fill you up so soon,” Hammer whispered, continuing a hard yet careful rhythm that had them both heating up. So maybe there was no time for a longer fuck session, but Dex loved quick and easy just as much. Like that time Hammer had woken him up in the middle of the night just because he got hard and wanted to use Dex for scratching that itch. Despite being so sleepy, Dex had latched onto his man’s dick like a suckling lamb and then dozed off with his head in Hammer’s lap, with the salty flavor of cum lingering on his tongue.
The hand clasping Dex’s face reduced most of their noise, and Dex was glad he didn’t need to bite his lips in order to avoid security barging in. But Hammer let go of Dex’s arm, and before Dex could have used it to pleasure himself, thick, rough fingers curled around his dick.
Dex’s eyes rolled back as the two of them became one body moving in a furious, animalistic rhythm. Hammer jerked Dex off at the same wild pace in which he fucked him, and the slick glide of hot fingers over his erection made Dex writhe. Overstimulated, Dex moaned into Hammer’s palm. Tears filled his eyes then spilled from the pure intensity of this moment.
He crash-landed into his orgasm, crying and out of breath. His insides throbbed, his cum splashed Hammer’s hand, and yet that monster on his back still sawed into his tender ass with the viciousness of a beast chasing completion no matter the cost.