Page 18 of Quickies

A gorgeous naked boy on top of my desk, masturbating.

Yeah, I wanted to show him I was the boss. I wanted to humiliate him just enough so he’d know his place, the little shit. Except he was enjoying it. He was putting on a show for me, moaning and squirming, throwing his head back, curving his spine. He liked me watching him.

“You’re close?”

“Yeah.”

“What are you thinking of?”

“You watching me. Getting off on it.” Another moan. “Your cum on my hole.” A grunt. “In my hole.”

“You want me to fuck you raw? Breed you like a little bitch in heat?”

He gasped and moaned. His hand faltered on his cock. “Yes. I’ll be your cumslut. I’ll be a needy little fuckhole for you.”

“Come, and I’ll show you my cock.”

“I want you to spank me and fuck me.”

“Then I hope you like pain, boy. Because I could rip your pretty hole with my dick.”

“Fuck yes! Fuck!”

He shook all over and cried out. His face went slack with pleasure. Hell. He was so ridiculously pretty.

His cum splattered on my desk.

He looked back, panting. “Show me. I want to see it.”

So I opened my slacks and took out my raging erection. Then I placed my hands on the armrests of my chair and settled back.

Oliver’s eyes went round with surprised excitement. “Fuck.” He hopped off the table. “Jesus. What the hell is that?”

He lifted his hand, about to reach for my dick.

I shook my head. “Don’t touch it.”

His eyes widened.

“Down on your knees.”

He obeyed in an instant. I wanted to take a picture of him. He knelt, staring up at me, and I could see he was in the moment. Completely. No mind games, no intrigues, nothing. He was naked in a room with a man he wanted, staring at his big fat dick like a hungry animal.

And I felt like the ruler of the universe.

“You’re not allowed to touch it.”

I stood, and towering above him, I began stroking myself. I didn’t take my eyes off him when I scooped a little of his cumfrom my desk. I tasted it, licking my fingers, then smeared it over my cock.

“Fuck,” he muttered again. He looked at me as if I were a deity. Damn, I liked him like this. Submissive, awed, drowsy from his recent orgasm, naked at my feet.

“Good boy, waiting like that. You’ll get your reward. Open your mouth.”

He obeyed wordlessly.

I came over his parted mouth and on his tongue. He swallowed and licked his lips, eating everything up. He hummed, his pupils blown and cheeks pink.

“Now get dressed and go home.”

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