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It’s his desire, one I’ve seen before now, one that’s become my desire too.

“If you really need it now, I can,” I say. “I just…”

“No,” he snaps. “You don’t get that. Not after what went down today. Now, even if it fucking kills me, I’m willing to die to deprive you of it.”

He pumps me a few more times, my muscles twitching as I’m totally submissive to his movements.

“What do you want from me, then?” I ask.

As he continues working me up, he considers this carefully, as though crafting a torture designed just for me because of my betrayal.

“I want you to tell me what you want to do to my ass. I want you to confess all the filthy secrets you’ve kept from me. It’s only right, since you already know mine without my consent.”

He’s right; this hasn’t been fair to him. Not that I want it to be this way, but even now, I can feel how bad he wants it. Even if he’s trying to hide it, it’s not something he can keep from me.

“You don’t just want me to give it to you, you want me to take it,” I say, and his cheeks flush red. “You want me to be forceful but tender. Want me to take my time opening you up, making you ready to take me. You’re scared of how big I am, but you want to give it a try because now that it’s in your head, you’re too curious not to know.”

He scowls. “I said tell me whatyouwant.”

“I’m getting to that. You want me to start with my tongue first and then use my fingers, until you’re lifting your ass, pushing me deeper so I can show you what all the prostate hype is about. Then you want my cock.”

He bites his bottom lip.

“I want all that too, Luke. I want to see every shift in your expression as you take me. Want to see your eyes get big when I hit your prostate just right. Want to hear you begging for it harder and faster, making me really put in the work to serve your needs.” My cock throbs in his hold. God, I can’t bear this. “And then I want you begging me to come. I want you to need my cumfucking seeding up inside you. I want to feel it in my fucking soul how badly you need that. And then when you shoot, and only when you shoot, I want to empty my balls inside you.”

My hips jerk again, but he’s stopped pumping me, leaving my body desperate to play out the fantasy I just expressed.

“There,” I say. “Now we’re even. I know what you want, and you know what I want.”

For the first time since we started this, he doesn’t look pissed or angry. He looks satisfied.

But as he keeps his hand around my cock, this wish has built up so much pressure without any promise of relief.

“Fuck, Luke, you’re killing me. Please just let me jerk it off.”

I know that’s not what he wants, but a guy can only bear so much.

He grins before shaking his head, and my eyes water.

“Please, Luke. I—”

He licks the head of my cock, and I roll my head back, appreciating the sensation of his warm tongue once again.

“Now at least I know as I’m blowing you…you’re still gonna be hurting as much as I am.” He gives another lick, starting at the base, then trailing up to the head before inhaling deeply. “Why do you taste so good?” he asks with a growl before sliding my cock into his mouth. His lips glide down my shaft without hesitation as he goes for it like he doesn’t have any reservations about taking a cock.

Fin-a-fucking-lly.

I revel in the sensation as Luke bobs his head up and down. The pressure in me mounts, but it doesn’t have that sting to it, not now that the end to the pain is in sight. It may not be the hole I want, but after how he tortured me, I’ll take anything he gives me.

With each slide down my shaft, his wet tongue welcomes me back to his throat. He’s more and more ambitious until I hear him gag.

“Jesus, Luke. Don’t fucking choke yourself.”

But I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me even harder hearing how determined he is to get as much of me in his mouth as he can.

He pulls off my cock briefly. “Don’t tell me what to do.” Then he’s right back at it.

I know he’s just playing out fantasies he’s already had of this. In those times when we messed around, I could tell he wanted to deep throat me, but like with anal, he was nervous about taking that next step. He sure as hell isn’t nervous tonight as he surrenders to his desires, which become my desire with every slide and gentle suck.

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