Aleric thought for a few seconds. “All right, but I want to please you first. It’ll be much better if I can suck you off.”
Jaime put the book down on the bedside table before he pushed the blanket from his legs and scooted over. His erection was obvious. Aleric immediately pushed his heat as he moved to meet him in the middle of the bed.
“Wait-what are we doing?”
“I just said I want to suck your cock.”
“I know, but tell me what you want.”
Aleric’s face and chest grew warm. “I like rough blow jobs, and that’s what I want to do first.”
“How rough?”
“Grab my hair and use my throat how you please. Pretend that’s all my mouth is for.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. You have no idea how much I miss it.”
“What else?”
Aleric hesitated. If they were doing that, why not one more little thing? “You could tie my wrists if you wanted. An easy loop tie would be more for the feeling, and I could get out of it pretty fast.”
It wasn’t like being spread and tied to the bed or having his wrists truly bound, which he couldn’t get out of so easily. It'd be a safe form of feeling helpless while Jaime used his mouth. He could wiggle out of a loop.
“As much as I’d love to do that, we’ll skip it,” said Jaime. “We’re doing enough, and since you’re going to be wearing my cum on your face, you might have to close your eyes. That’s one sense down. You want to feel like I’m in control but still safe, right?”
Aleric’s ass was growing wet, and it took an effort to stay still. “Yes.”
“I can do that to you. Do you want me to eat your ass afterward?”
“Yes.”
“I know what we can do. Stand up.” Aleric stood, and Jaime got off on his side. “Stay there. Is there something I can put down?”
“There are a few throw blankets in the closet.”
Jaime found one and spread it out. He doffed his shirt, tossed it down, took Aleric’s arm, and led him over in front of the long looking glass mounted on the wall. Jaime made him face it and took a handful of his hair in a firm grip.
“Look at yourself. Even though I can’t wait to do things to you, and your ass is probably halfway soaked by now, you have a safety word, and you can use it at any time. Remember that.”
“I know. It’s ocean.” Why was he making Aleric say it in front of the looking glass?
Jaime’s eyes were riveted to the reflection of Aleric’s flushed face. His body was far more interesting to Aleric whose eyes drifted to look at his bare chest.
“Keep looking at yourself. You can also say stop or change anything if you don’t like it or simply don’t want to do it. And that goes for having your ass eaten. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Now shut up and be a good slut.” Jaime turned him a bit and lifted the edge of his shirt. “Sluts don’t get clothes. They stay naked so they can be used like the whores they are.”
Dear Elira. Considering the way he was talking, and the things he’d said in the woods, he’d been holding back on their first night. As soon as Aleric’s shirt was tossed on the floor, his sleep pants came next. Jaime slid his drawers down, immediately faced him away, and bent him over. Holding Aleric around the waist, he groped one of his cheeks.
“You’ve got such a nice ass. Stay bent over. Grip your cheeks and pull them apart. I want to see your asshole.” Jaime released him, and Aleric obeyed him even though his face grew hotter with shame.
No one had ever degraded him in front of a looking glass and made him watch while he shamed himself. The thought had never even occurred to him. Through his legs, he looked obscene with his asshole on display, and that only made him producemore slick. A thick rivulet was already trailing down the back of his balls. Jaime didn’t say a word as he ran a couple of fingers up Aleric’s balls and to his hole.
His breathing picked up at the slight pressure, although Jaime didn’t penetrate him.