Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 140629 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140629 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
He ran his fingers along the ridges of Gunner’s spine. He loved being this massive guy, and Gunner’s size only made him feel more powerful. He could do anything with the strength he now possessed, yet the trembling body under him gave in willingly. Caspian wasn’t particularly sadistic, but it turned him on to no end that his lover allowed him to do as he pleased. So he scratched the side of Gunner’s ribs, leaving red marks behind.
“I’m gonna fuck you here, then tie you to my bed and return once I want more,” he whispered, pulling Gunner’s wrists through the double loop made with the belt before tightening the impromptu handcuffs to make sure the boy wouldn’t free himself. Heat climbed his face as he looked at the marks he left on the smooth skin and smacked the pert ass still hiding in denim. “And you know why?”
“Because I’m your bitch!” Gunner whimpered, and the submissive tone in his voice made not only Caspian’s cock but also his gums tingle with desire. He ducked, pushing his crotch at the jean-clad buttocks, and bit down on the warm nape.
“Yes you are, and you’re gonna be a good little slut, because you don’t want me sharing you around, do you?” Not that he would, even if he had gay friends who were up for that kind of play. Gunner was his only to indulge in. Only his to use and spoil.
“No, your cock is the only one I need,” Gunner said, spreading his thighs in invitation.
Could a boy be any sexier that this slutty twink, who opened his legs as wide as Caspian desired? So pliant. So available. Caspian had never had as much sex as in the past two weeks, but his lover was relentlessly greedy for cum and shameless about it. Gunner’s snug hole had been trained well, and as Caspian’s attention focused on the tight little butt before him, a sense of urgency diluted his patience until he had none left.
Caspian reached to the front of Gunner’s jeans and opened them before dragging cotton and denim off his hips to expose the peach-like globes that promised him sweet release. But he’d spoil the perfection of Gunner’s body first and slapped the left buttock with all his strength.
“That’s for almost cheating on me!”
Gunner caught his yelp midway and bit his lips, huffing through the nose. “I didn’t mean to.”
The next stroke of Caspian’s hand made Gunner rise to his toes, and he barely swallowed the cry pushing at his mouth.
“That’s for thinking I’ll care whether you meant it or not,” Caspian growled, his mind clouded by arousal as he focused on the red marks left behind by his palm, and on the sexy jiggle that followed each of the blows. “And for not taking off your clothes the moment you crossed the threshold!”
In moments like this he didn’t miss anything about his old life. His dick was stiff as a tire iron, and Gunner was here with him, ready to fulfill any fantasy Caspian might have. They were two dirty-minded fucks, and Caspian wouldn’t have had it any other way.
Gunner clenched his fingers hard and rubbed his cheek against the table. He shifted from one foot to the other, and as his hips tilted, the buttocks moved too, offering Caspian a glimpse of the soft, wrinkled skin between.
“I’m gonna destroy your little hole,” he purred and pushed his thumb into the crack, touching the pucker.
The flesh yielded to his touch, and Gunner’s opening widened, as if it were sucking on his fingertip. Already hungry. Prepared to take a rough plowing and keep in his cum.
Caspian kicked Gunner’s feet farther open, as wide as the lowered jeans allowed, and raked his nails down the flawless back, finishing their journey by squeezing the bound wrists. His cock was as eager as Gunner’s hole was, and he looked around, trying to remember where he’d put lube.
“Don’t you dare move, bitch.”
“Don’t go,” Gunner whined despite surely throbbing with pain where Caspian had marked flesh with his hand.
It was the first time Caspian was glad for the size of the trailer, because the tube was just a couple of steps away. The soft, lustful mewl Gunner uttered scorched Caspian all the way to the tips of his ears. Gunner not only hadn’t moved. He was calling his stud over, provoking him.
“Come on, beg for it,” Caspian whispered as he drizzled lube down Gunner’s crack, watching the clear gel slicken the hole and then drip to Gunner’s fuzzy balls.
“Please fill my greedy hole,” Gunner said with a gasp. “I’m a filthy piece of ass and I need to be wrecked.”
Caspian’s brain scrambled. He could barely think beyond dick, and cum, and hole. As he spread the pert globes and saw the anus winking at him, the need to take became the single loudest voice in his mind.