[MATURE CONTENT. SKIP IF UNCOMFORTABLE. DO NOT REPORT.]
I just closed my eyes and savored the pleasurable sensation of Trevor's hands all over my body. After I issued a challenge to him, this man truly delivered. Trevor crushed my lips and sucked every nook and cranny of my mouth, leaving me in a puddle of mess and moans. I could feel my aroused member tenting my shorts, as Trevor continued to devour me.
His wandering hands traced my sides, sending an electrifying sensation all over my skin. I have never experienced something like this, and I love how he makes me feel. I arched my body and released a guttural groan when Trevor bit my left nipple over my tube.
"Trev... no..." I moaned softly, unsure of what I was saying "no" to.
Trevor lifted his head and stared at me with so much intensity. All I can see is a predator intent on devouring his prey. I swallowed and moaned hard when Trevor tweaked and pinched my right nipple, sending a pleasurable sensation that went straight to my balls. The friction from the leather scraping my nipple was painful but it still feels good. Pleasure mixed with pain; it's so drugging and intoxicating.
"What do you want, my love? Do you like this? Me touching you and pleasuring you?" His sensuous voice graced my ears and caressed my senses, my fingers pushing his head back to my aching nipples.
"Trev... touch me more. Please, please..."
"Baby... you don't have to beg. I will blow your mind and wreck your senses. I promise."
After that, Trevor removed my top and sucked on my tender nipples, reducing me into a writhing mess. He had complete control over my body. He knows where to caress and stroke. Like a musical instrument, he masterfully played me until he can hear the sound he wanted to produce.
I gasped and groaned when Trevor's scorching tongue trailed a heated path on my navel, while he continued to stroke my thighs in feather-like touches, teasing me and making me anticipate of what's to come next. When Trevor cupped my hard-on, I gripped the sheets and bit my lower lip to keep my moans.
It has been so long. I touched myself out of curiosity, but it didn't feel this good. "You're so wet, babe. I can't wait to dig in," Trevor said and ripped the shorts off me. "Fuck. This skimpy bikini really suits you, Jesse. You are making me lose my mind," Trevor cursed in a strained voice and looked closer at my leaking member showing through the white, silk panty he included in the set.
I tried it on because it's part of the outfit. I did not expect that we'll go this far. "Stop staring, you pervert!" I squeaked when Trevor eyed my cock hungrily.
He took off his shirt, showing his Greek god body and salivating form. Muscles in the right places, his sweat glistening, making my gums tingle, and when my eyes landed on his happy trail downward, I had to swallow again. He's so...
I was not able to process my thoughts when Trevor's heated tongue took a long swipe on my leaking member. Even if I told him to go rough, he still treated me gently overall. While all I can do was moan and groan at his ministrations, Trevor rid of my last piece of clothing, exposing all I have to him.
"It's an understatement how beautiful you are, Jesse. You are beyond that," he gritted out and grabbed my legs then hung them on his shoulders. My eyes widened when I realized what he's about to do.
"Trevor, don't you dare--aah!" My fingers dug into the sides of my pillow when Trevor did not hesitate to suck my length. It was warm and wet, and it was turning my mind into mush. I couldn't think anymore. The pleasure was blinding and each stroke of his tongue on my cock was sending me closer to the edge.
"Trev... let go... I'm near!" I arched my upper torso at the onslaught of sensation when Trevor's finger traced the seam of my hole. It was a bit ticklish, but at the same time, sensitive enough to get my toes curling.
"You're leaking, babe," Trevor breathed out when he finally let go of me, his eyes fixed on my hole.
"Whatever do you mean--you jerk!" All my protests were not vocalized when Trevor swiped his tongue on my throbbing entrance, his fingers now on my member, stroking it at a faster pace. "Oh my... I'm cumming..."
A sensation built up in my abdomen, my balls drawing tight as I get nearer to my climax, and when Trevor slid his tongue inside of me, I exploded and screamed out loud. Jets of cum splashed on my stomach, but mostly on Trevor's hand.=
Slowly sagging into the bed, I tried to catch my breath and wrapped my head around what happened. It was just foreplay, but I don't think I have the energy anymore.
Trevor drained all of my strength.
"You are so delicious, babe," Trevor said with a smirk, and with half-lidded eyes, I saw him licked his palm with my cum on it. I want to stop him from doing that, but my throat hurts a bit from all that screaming. Before I could ask him for assistance, Trevor was already on his feet.
He handed me a glass of water resting on the bedside table, but since I'm still weak- I have low stamina- Trevor helped me drink it. The water was much-needed moisture for my parched throat.
"How are you, Jesse?" Trevor sat beside me and brushed the hair out of my face.
"You blew my mind, Trev. I think you sucked all of my energy," I added with a grin and closed my eyes.
"Well, I'm flattered, babe. I'll warm up the bath so we can soak--"
I snapped my eyes open and glared at him. "What? We're not going all the way?" I stole a glance at his member, and it was still so hard.
Trevor sighed and smiled a little. "We can do it some other time, Jesse. You're tired. You need to rest--"
"Am I that undesirable? Are you fucking kidding me, Alessio? You worked me up, and then you won't finish the job? You asshole," I snapped and got on my feet. I am so angry right now. After all that foreplay, he's gonna drop that card. Fuming, I turned to him with a glare.
"If you don't want to do it with me, I'll find someone else who will." It was an empty threat, but I want to provoke him.
"What?" Trevor kept me in place with his hard stare, his deep frown, and his clenched jaw. "What the fuck did you say, Jesse?" His voice was low and dangerous. He was scary, and my flight system turned on.
All of us have that moment when we know we fucked up, but we try to fuck it up even more. That's what happened to me. I smirked and headed for the closet. "If you don't want to have sex with me, I'll do it with someone else. As easy as that," I replied casually and pulled a black shirt, then put it over my head.
I reached for a black boxer and black pants, but before I could wear it, Trevor threw away my pants, his eyes filled with so much anger. "You will do no such thing, Jesse. You are mine," he punctuated each word and grabbed my chin for a rough kiss. Struggle was futile, so I just let him be. This is what I wanted anyway. Instead, I kissed him back with equal fervor.
My hands gripped his muscular waist and felt his toned and hard abs that was so good to touch because I know how much I affect him. When my hand wandered south and cupped his arousal, Trevor pushed me abruptly with gritted teeth. I could see how much he was struggling between pushing me down and holding back.
"You are dangerously playing with fire, Jesse," Trevor hissed in a hoarse voice, his aura oozing with so much sexual intensity.
"Would you rather I do that with someone else? Is that why you pushed me away?" I replied in a monotonous voice and blankly stared at him with my arms crossed over my chest.
I could see how the last of his gentleness was shredded away and morphed into something of a beast with raw hunger and purely moves with his instinct. I could finally see who Trevor is behind his loving nature.
Trevor is such a good man, so some kind of provocation is needed to rile him up. My eyes turned wide and I pushed him away when he ripped my shirt like a piece of paper and removed my boxers.
"Trev-"
"You won't need that, Jesse. Get ready. You will pay the price for awakening a dormant beast."
He captured my lips again and pushed me against the wall. His treatment was rough, but I couldn't help but smile when he dropped me on the bed when I winced at the hard surface of the wall. Trevor did not let up. He kissed, sucked, and marked every inch of my skin. He didn't care for my protests; he was an uncontrollable beast eager to let everyone know who owns me.
"Mine, mine, mine," he continued to chant in a trance as he bit my flat stomach, making me wince in pain. He will then soothe it with his tongue after, then he will smirk in victory after seeing the results of his hard work. I have fair skin, and I bruise easily, so his hickeys are very visible.
Not that I mind. After all, the man I love is marking me.
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