ADULT EXCERPT

“Uh-uh. No coming until I say so. I gave you two passes already, no more. From this point on, you don’t come until I tell you to come. We understood?” Damn! There was that sexy Dom voice again. It drove Micah’s arousal higher. He had no idea if he would be able to hold out on his climax until Trip said so, but he had to try. He wanted to make Trip proud of him that he could listen to his commands and be obedient.

He knew Trip owned a BDSM club along with his two best friends back home in Texas. He thought being ordered to do things and having his limits pushed to the edge would be something he wouldn’t be interested in. But as it stood, Trip commanding he didn’t come until given permission drove him wild and turned him on even more, if that was possible. It made him feel oddly powerful having this big strong man tell him when he could have his pleasure and show him how to enjoy the wonders of sex.

He wanted the man’s praise for doing well in what he knew was called a scene. Although Micah could tell Trip wasn’t using too much BDSM material on him right now, he was introducing it, slowly. He would be forever grateful of that. He had a feeling he would come to love a BDSM lifestyle, but Micah knew enough of his own needs and desires, including the dirty ones, to realize that if he was forced straight into a hard-core scene, it could potentially ruin the lifestyle for him.

Micah looked up into Trip’s lustful gaze to see he was expected to answer. “Yes, Master,” he immediately said without hesitation. He wondered why saying the word master gave him a pleasant shiver throughout his entire body. He liked the idea of having Trip as his master. It excited him to no end. And the man didn’t disappoint.

Trip kissed Micah with the ferocity of their first kiss back at the diner, and Micah reveled in the taste of the man once again.

This time when Trip engulfed Micah’s cock, he tried as hard as he could to breathe through it and calm down. The technique seemed to work as he pushed his orgasm back slightly, giving him room to enjoy the amazing blow job he was receiving. Trip’s tongue swirled around his cockhead as the man sucked the head into his mouth, applying harsh, almost painful pressure then releasing to a nice gentle suckle. The two combined sensations felt wonderful against his straining erection. It was almost an intimate massage just for his cock. It invigorated him.

He began pumping his hips upward, trying to get his cock deeper down Trip’s throat, almost feeding the man his erection. Trip deep throated him expertly, or what Micah thought as expertly, and swallowed around the head of his cock, pushing his cock deeper into the man’s mouth. He was going crazy as he hiked his hips up as much as possible, clenching his ass cheeks together.

Trip obviously felt him straining as he gently massaged his ass cheeks, squeezing them together and then pulling them apart. Every time his cheeks were pulled apart, a breeze of air stroked over his small, puckered hole, driving him wild. The sound of a bottle opening distinctly rang through his brain, but he didn’t connect the dots until he felt a cool substance rubbed over the flesh of his anus.

“Oh,” he moaned as Trip pushed in a thick finger to the first knuckle and continued to push until it was seated all the way in.

He felt full, and the slight burning in his ass disappeared as soon as it arrived. Then Trip began pulling his finger out only to push it back in. He did this a few times until Micah knew a second finger joined the first. He was stretched, and the burning there shot straight down to his cock. The feeling was blissful and incredible as he began rocking his hips, impaling himself on Trip’s large fingers. Then the fingers began a scissoring motion inside of him. Every time Trip moved his one finger in a certain direction, it grazed over something inside of him that made him cry out.

He needed his release. His cock throbbed and swelled to impossible lengths as Trip continued to suck on it. His head shook from side to side on the seat as he continued to push his hips up, forcing his cock into the man’s mouth then impaling himself on his fingers. Soon after, a third finger joined the first two, and he felt fuller than he could ever imagine. He wondered how big Trip was with the knowledge three of his thick digits were currently inside his asshole.

Then Trip’s mouth left his cock, and his fingers left his ass. He suddenly felt empty and grieved the loss of Trip’s body on his until the man pushed his legs back until his knees hit his chest. Before he could adjust to the position, Trip began slowly pushing his cock through the first ring of muscle in his ass.