Page 28 of Bend Him, Break Him
Isaac’s blue eyes seemed to sparkle, holding an illusion of gentle light. Whether in contrast with his menacing expression or the dark eyeshadow and eyeliner, it made his baby blues pop and pulled Colton’s focus. He locked his gaze onto Isaac, their bodies pressing closer together with each thrust, their embrace tightening as Colton felt himself closer and closer to climaxing.
Something about Isaac’s lips called to Colton in that moment, perhaps the panting breaths they shared. The more Isaac worked his way in and out of Colton, the closer his face got, the closer his lips got, and while Colton hadn’t kissed a guy yet, hadn’t shared that experience like so many others tonight, he believed this was one thing he’d gladly give to Isaac. He’d wanted to taste the other boy’s mouth since they were in high school.
Colton quivered in anticipation as Isaac’s lips nearly brushed against his own. Isaac leaned back just enough to stop himself, then slapped his free hand over Colton’s mouth, railing him harder and eliciting a pained groan, which the hand muffled.
When the moment passed, Isaac freed his hand from Colton’s mouth and continued railing the jock deeper into the mattress.
“I think, I think…” Colton grunted, miserably blissful, lost in the sex.
He looked down at his cock, which flopped around only half-erect. It didn’t make any sense. Colton thought he might burst any second, one more thrust inside him could very well make him explode, yet his cock didn’t seem nearly as excited as the rest of his body, as excited as it’d been all night.
“I’m gonna…fffffff…” Colton bit his lower lip, stifling a howl of pleasure as Isaac’s dick worked him over in ways he never knew possible, and he realized he didn’t need to be hard to feel the intensity of a true orgasm.
Colton had made partners cum through anal, but that required their assistance. His partners had to either finger or jerk themselves while he fucked them, and even then, in some cases, they didn’t cum until after the fact. He’d never felt so incompetent in his life, realizing how powerful his strokes should’ve been, could’ve been, but as he continued taking Isaac’s cock, feeling his orgasm build bigger with each breath, he embraced it.
Warmth filled his tightening balls, and suddenly, a wave of pressure erupted. It sent heat washing over his skin. Colton cried out in pleasure, dropping his hands to the mattress and gripping the blanket like it’d somehow steady his convulsions.
Cum shot from his cock again and again, pooling on his stomach and spraying across his chest. One thread even reached his face, and Colton merely moaned in response, continuing to take Isaac’s dick.
Isaac bent Colton’s leg and turned him onto his side so he could hump him from a different angle. “You fucking love it, don’t you?”
Colton didn’t reply, too tired and satisfied to find the words. Isaac rammed harder, eliciting a pained wince from Colton, but he took the dicking, wondering if it would extend his second orgasm of the night. He couldn’t fathom possibly having any more cum inside him, not after that bucket that poured out.
Isaac growled, clawing at Colton’s thigh, his ass, slapping him with his hips as he took erratic and wild thrusts. “Fucking take it.”
With that, Isaac came, shooting his load deep inside Colton and thrusting a bit to cling to the sensation. He pulled his cock back so only the head remained wedged inside Colton, pulsating and firing another jet of cum before he pulled out entirely and let the last spurts splat against Colton’s bare ass.
After a few seconds, Isaac shoved himself back inside Colton, grunting with haggard breaths as he buried his twitching cock. Colton lay there, feeling Isaac’s ferocity diminish and his cock shrink. Each of them took heavy, panting breaths. Isaac passed out awkwardly atop Colton’s contorted frame as they clung together with their sticky, sweaty bodies. He kept his flaccid dick inside of Colton for a moment before finally slipping out of him and rubbing the head against the crack of Colton’s ass.
“It’s late,” Isaac said. “You can sleep here, then head out in the morning.”
“No, it’s okay.” Colton wheezed. “I should be getting back to my place.”
“That wasn’t an offer; it was an order,” Isaac said quite matter-of-factly. “You do recall agreeing to my whims, correct?”
Colton nodded.
“Good.” Isaac had this cocky authoritative smirk which infuriated and intrigued Colton. “My whims suggest I’d rather you not roam campus at two in the morning.”
Fuck. Had it already gotten so late? Colton looked at the clock to see it had actually gotten a bit later, being a quarter after two.
“Do you have a spare toothbrush or something?”
“I could shoot another load in your mouth,” Isaac said. “Everyone knows cum has a bleaching effect.”
Colton scowled, which provoked a minxy smirk from Isaac, who played with his lip ring as he stared at the grumpy jock.
“Kidding. Geez. My brush is the pink one; you’re more than welcome to use it.” Isaac pointed to the door, obviously gesturing to the common room bathroom shared by the dorm suite.
“Seriously?”
“Pink’s hot.” Isaac grinned. “Don’t be a hater.”
“You want me to use your toothbrush?”
“Dude, you just swallowed my dick and my load. I think you can handle my teeffy germs.”
Colton stepped off the bed and went to retrieve his clothes.
