Page 58 of Ours
“Gotta let you do this more often, boy,” Nic said without opening his eyes.
Cory was more than happy with what was going on. He spent a few minutes on Nic’s chest, alternating which side he used his mouth and hand on. Nic allowed him to move back and forth, though the hand on his head remained, not allowing him to pull away. Cory was fine staying where he was, but Nic’s continued reactions were only pushing him to go further.
“Oh,fuck.” Nic’s hand instinctively tightened in Cory’s hair when he suddenly felt the boy dive face-first into his armpit.
His mouth hung open as he was inundated with a dozen different feelings at once. He felt Cory’s tongue as he lapped at his underarm skin. It felt good. Almost too good, nearly ticklish. He was slightly grossed out, but even more turned on at the fact that Cory had willingly done it. He knew the boy was into musk, but shit, he was practically devouring him.
Happy that Nic was letting him get away with this, Cory took his time cleaning Nic’s pit with his tongue. Nic hadn’t put on any deodorant after showering after the game, and to Cory he smelled and tasted so good. The only thing that was able to tear him away from one side was knowing that there was another fresh pocket of musk waiting for him on the other. Nic allowed him to move, still gripping him by the hair, but remaining silent other than the occasional moan or muttered curse. Cory really hoped he could convince Nic to let him do this again when they had more time. And a bed.
Suddenly, Coryyelpeddirectly into Nic’s underarm and grabbed his shoulders like he might fall over. Nic looked down at Cory curiously but couldn’t exactly make out what was on his face. Then he noticed what sounded like a really faint buzzing noise coming from Cory, and something Derek had said to him earlier clicked.
“Oh, shit, is that the plug?” Nic pet the back of Cory’s hair as he laughed. “Derek told me he had you wear that tonight.”
Cory only whined as he felt the toy buzzing against his prostate. He had almost forgotten it was there—but clearly Derek hadn’t. He braced himself against Nic as he tried to find his balance. Sensing an opportunity, Nic chuckled again as he helped guide him to once again kneel on the floor. Cory was once more eye level with Nic’s cock, inhaling him again as the plug forced him to steady his breathing.
“Open up, boy.” Nic tapped his cock against Cory’s lips. “This’ll help you focus on something else.”
Cory opened his mouth from instinct when he felt Nic looking for entrance. The plug was pulsing at an erratic rate, making it impossible to judge when the next pulse was going to come, which was probably what Derek intended. Since there was nothing he could do about it, Cory focused on what he could control—sucking Nic off. Breathing as best as he could through his nose, he lowered his mouth down Nic’s eager cock.
“Good boy,” Nic said as he relaxed against the door.
Unable to help himself, Nic moved the hand that wasn’t on Cory’s head up his chest, feeling up his own chest. He smirked to himself—hewasa fucking stud. With the sudden burst of cockiness, he started pumping his hips forward into Cory’s mouth, taking what he felt was already his.
Cory was actually happy when Nic started to fuck his face. The erratic pattern of the vibrator was making it almost impossible to concentrate. This way, all Cory had to do was keep his teeth out of the way and his gag reflex suppressed. The plug was also making his cock start to chub up again, though Cory doubted Nic would afford him the same courtesy as Taylor.
“Open up that throat for me, boy,” Nic commanded as he plunged his cock in and out of Cory’s gullet, wanting him to take even more. “Wanna feel my balls against that chin.”
Cory tried to hum an affirmative, though he wasn’t sure Nic even heard it. His thrusts were quickly picking up speed, already immensely turned on from the body worship Cory did earlier. Soon his balls were slapping against Cory’s chin, just like he asked. Cory didn’t expect to be waiting much longer, and sure enough, he soon felt the tell-tale swelling of Nic’s cock as he prepared to fire his load. The first shot fired directly into the back of Cory’s throat and almost made him gag. That at least prepared him for the next shots, filling his mouth rapidly and forcing him to swallow, lest he lose some.
“Swallow that load, bitch.” Nic continued to pump his hips in and out of Cory’s face as he came. “Take it all.”
Cory hummed his approval around Nic’s cock, happy to oblige his dom’s request. Once the thrusting had stopped, Cory took a few moments to clean it off with his mouth, licking up any stray shots of cum he may have somehow missed. Then with a final kiss to the head, he tucked Nic’s spent cock back into his jeans and zipped him back up. Nic held his hand out to Cory to help him up, something Cory was very grateful for, given that the plug was still making his movements somewhat stilted.
“Good job, boy.” Nic smiled, still obviously tipsy. “That was really fuckin’ hot, the way you got on my chest and pits…”
“Glad you thought so, sir.” Cory beamed inwardly. “Was my pleasure.”
“Let’s get back. Amy is probably wondering where I went.” Nic opened the door behind him, once again holding it for Cory.
The two boys walked back around the house to the backyard, happy to rejoin the party and their friends. Neither of them noticed Steve standing on the other side of the door, watching as the boy and one of his owners walked out of the dark garage, alone, together.
“So, youareseeing someone?”
“Not exactly. It’s … really complicated right now,” Cory did his best to explain to Stephanie.
The party was winding down, kids getting ready to leave, some already on their rideshare apps. Cory already knew he’d be crashing here. He found Stephanie in the backyard, sitting at the same table from before, looking at her phone, and he was finally ready to answer some of her questions.
“I guess that explains why you’ve been so busy lately.” Stephanie’s sad tone broke Cory’s heart.
“I swear, Steph. I wanna tell you so much more…” Cory started. “Just … give me a little more time to figure some things out. It’s just…”
“Really complicated,” Stephanie finished Cory’s sentence. “Right. Well, whatever is going on, I hope it works out.” Steph paused to look at her phone. “My ride’s here. Gotta get going.”
“Oh, right.” Cory felt like the biggest asshole in the world as Stephanie came in for a hug.
“I promise, whatever it is you think I’m gonna freak out about, I won’t,” she told him as she squeezed Cory tightly. “See you on Monday!”
“See you!” Cory waved as she walked away.
