Page 77 of Leather and Longing
Fuck.
Paul stared into the mirror, transfixed. Adam on his knees, his head bobbing on Paul’s cock. Adam’s hands, reaching up to stroke his belly and chest. Paul placed his hands lightly on Adam’s head, feeling each gentle movement, waves of pleasure rolling through him, from the tip of his dick along his shaft and into his balls, making them tingle. His nipples ached, hot and hard.
Adam pulled free of his cock and turned his face upward. “Look at yourself, Paul. Look at your body while you fuck my mouth. Is there a bloom on your cheeks? How do you feel when you see yourself like this?” Adam’s voice was raw with desire. He licked a path along the underside of Paul’s shaft, which jerked, betraying the excitement that swelled inside him. Adam nipped at Paul’s cock, catching the soft skin with his teeth.
Paul had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed.
Adam took the head of Paul’s dick between his lips once more, licking over the stretched skin, before sucking him deep again. He stroked his hands down the length of Paul’s body and around him to grab his arse, squeezing his cheeks.
Paul glanced down to stare at his hard cock glistening with saliva as it slid between Adam’s lips.
Oh my God,that is fuckinghot.
When Adam began to move faster, tightening his mouth around Paul’s shaft and sucking hard, his cheeks hollowing, Paul grabbed his head and pulled him in tight, his cock going deep.Fuck, thesoundsAdam made, wet sounds, erotic as hell, sending blood surging to his dick.
When he raised his head to look in the mirror, his heart skipped a beat.
“Oh God,” he cried out hoarsely, “Fuck, Adam, that’s…” Paul’s chest was flushed, his cheeks pink, his fingers scrabbling for hold in Adam’s short hair.
Adam growled around his cock before pulling free of it. “Tell me what you see.” Then he went back to swallowing Paul’s dick.
“Fuck, you look so hot on your knees, your head bobbing faster on my cock.” Paul gazed at his own reflection. “God, my eyes. My pupils are huge. And those clamps… Christ, they look amazing.” His gaze flickered down. “My cock looks… obscene. I’ve never seen it so hard, so thick.”
Adam sucked harder and Paul thrust his hips forward, pumping into his mouth. When Adam grasped the base of the butt plug and tugged it, Paul gasped and leaned forward, bracing himself against the mirror. His legs trembled as the plug was pulled from him, leaving him feeling empty but relieved. He flexed his glutes, his ring contracting but with nothing to grip, only the void left by the plug.
Adam’s mouth was driving him closer to the edge.
“If you keep that up, I’m gonna come,” Paul moaned.
Adam was off his dick in seconds. “Oh no, you’re not.” He rose to his feet and moved behind Paul, dropping to his knees. “Spread for me, as wide as you can.”
Paul widened his stance, staring at his cock jutting out from his body, pointing toward the mirror, dark red and hard as fuck, pre-cum beading at the slit.
Adam spread Paul wide with his thumbs and pushed his face into the crease, his tongue plunging deep. He growled, sending vibrations through Paul, those thumbs stretching his hole, the scruff on his jawline scraping over the tender flesh.
Paul looked at himself, his eyes wide, mouth open, chest and neck flushed bright red. Inside his head was a mass of conflicting emotions, watching his reactions to that tongue deep in his arse, hearing moans and whimpers spill from his lips.
Fuck, I sound sowanton.
Yet part of him liked it, liked watching his body grow taut when Adam edged his thumbs deeper and stroked in and out of his hole with his tongue, the tissues sensitive, making him hiss with each wet glide.
Adam stood, his hands on Paul’s waist, his dick sliding over Paul’s wet hole, making him moan with desire. “Need to fuck you,” he growled, rocking his hips to slide his cock faster through Paul’s crack.
Adam was so fucking hard, and forhim.
“God, yes, fuck me.” Paul arched, his breathing ragged. He tilted his hips, offering himself up to Adam, his breath fogging the mirror. His thighs were shaking, his body aching to get Adam right where he needed him.
Adam pulled away andthank God, there followed the sound of foil tearing. Paul tensed as two slick fingers stroked into him, and sighed with relief when they disappeared, to be replaced with the head of Adam’s dick, pressing against him.
“Take me in,” Adam ground out, his voice trembling. Paul pushed back, his body slowly opening up to pull Adam in. Heat poured off Adam as he pressed up against his back, his dick sliding into Paul, Adam’s breath hot on Paul’s neck. Paul stared at Adam in the mirror while he pushed back until Adam was all the way into him, his groin snug against Paul’s arse.
“I love how your cock fills me,” Paul whispered. “Making me feel stretched, so fucking full.”
“Good,” Adam purred. “We’re going to take this nice and slow.” He rocked, the movement languid, so that Paul could feel every inch of him moving in and out.
Paul shuddered when Adam kissed his neck, his teeth grazing the skin. “Oh, God.” His voice shook.
Adam chuckled, his face buried in Paul’s neck. “What do you see?”
