Page 24 of Destined Predator
“That’s the kind of relationship you had, so far? Me too, I guess. I could never see myself like my mom and dad, all wrapped up in someone so I was only half a person. Handing myself over… That doesn’t make sense. I’m not explainin’ right.”
“I get it. The thought of submitting scares you.” The night held its breath as he continued, “But youwantit.” Caseydidunderstand. Rhett needed to be relieved of his burdens, and unless Casey missed his guess, the thought of submission, of handing over control and responsibility and choice…had Rhett very aroused. Casey decided to add to it.
“I’d like to tell you what to do. The image of you on your knees, your mouth open to suck my cock, but you waiting until I give you permission? That’s so goddamnhot, Rhett. Do you want that as much as I think you do?”
Rhett’s head moved in a nod, but that wasn’t enough for Casey. For Rhett, either. Casey was preparing him for submission, yes, but Rhett had to be as all-in as Casey was. “Oh, it wouldn’t be all one way. While you were on your knees, I’d eat your ass until you thought you couldn’t take any more, until you werebeggin’me to let you come. But I’d show you you could take more. That you could stand being brought right to the edge again—we’d probably have to put you in a cock ring—maybe twice more. Then…” He paused.
“What?” whispered Rhett.
“Then let you come…and claim your country ass at the same time. Fuck it right, like you deserve for being a good boy. Fuck you all the way through your climax and out the other side, until you’re begging for it to stop and never end at the same time.”
The words tasted like a vow more than dirty talk. He wanted Rhett wrecked, sure—but he also wanted him safe in the wreckage, trusting that Casey would never let him fall.
Casey let his words spin about them, wilder and stronger than the whirl of the hot tub. “If you want that—”
“Yes.” Rhett looked Casey in the eye. “Yes.I want that.”
Well, hell.Casey stroked his cock. “Then get out.” He jerked his chin at the deck’s wooden flooring, warm underfoot, and the piles of towels on the hot tub’s bottom step. He didn’t need to say anything, just sat back and watched Rhett climb out, water dripping from his muscular body and erect dick, position the heap of soft cotton…and kneel on it.
“Very good.” Casey followed Rhett out and grabbed one of the chairs, dragging it in front of Rhett. He took up a spare towel and dabbed at himself, careful with his hard-on, enjoying how Rhett’s hungry eyes followed the movements. He sat, his legs spread, so Rhett fit between them. “We need words in place for you to tell me how you’re takin’ something. The simplest’s red, yellow, green. You familiar with the concept?”
The quick nod Rhett gave and theof courseexpression on his face made Casey curious to see his browser history. “And if you can’t speak, hit the deck once for slow down, and twice for stop. You got that?”
“Once for slow, twice for stop,” Rhett repeated.
“Good.” Casey rewarded him by stroking his thumb across Rhett’s lips, grinning when Rhett parted them with no prompting. He took his straining dick in his hand and rolled the head along Rhett’s now-open lips and arched his body…and Rhett took his cockhead into his obedient mouth.
Rhett, his hands on Casey’s knees, sucked at the head like it was a candy, his cheeks puffing in and out and his nostrils flaring. His mouth, warm, wet and willing, nearly had Casey climaxing where he sat. His full balls twitched, more so when Rhett swirled his tongue around the crown.
“Can you take it deeper, cowboy?” Casey challenged, and goddamn, if Rhett’s nod didn’t force Casey’s dick down his throat, making him want to thrust. He wouldn’t though. Not until Rhett was broken in. Rhett was a natural, no gag reflex,swallowing him, letting the blunt tip of Casey’s cock bump the back of his throat and stretching his mouth wide around the shaft.
“That’s an amazing sight. You look so good taking my cock,” Casey said. “Can’t wait to see it buried deep in your virgin ass.” He eased free, as difficult as that was, because Rhett needed a breather.
“You’re…” Rhett got a hand to his mouth to cough and speak normally. “So big.”
“Yeah.” Casey jerked his dick once, twice. “You’ll feel me. And for a while. But first things first. Ready?” And when Rhett, his fingers digging into Casey’s knees now, swallowed him down again, it was almost a question ofcoming, ready or not. Casey, his hands on Rhett’s, pushed deeper, the constriction like the tightest velvet, and Rhett swallowed harder.
This was too much.It’s the guy’s first blow job, for God’s sake!Casey tried to pull out, but Rhett wouldn’t let him. His eyes still on Casey’s, he tugged his hands free and grabbed Casey’s wrists…to move Casey’s hands to the back of his head, for Casey to hold Rhett in place. Now that Rhett’s hands were free, he got one to his own cock, and jerked off.
Casey felt the series of moans Rhett was makingintimately, around his cock. It ripped him apart at the seams. He rammed into Rhett’s mouth twice more, and curled over him, hoping Rhett understood the changing feel of his dick on his tongue because Casey had no time to let him know it was happening. Not when he was moving faster still and pulsing, shooting a hot jet of cum down Rhett’s throat.
Still Rhett wouldn’t let him slip out, swallowing Casey’s load, even using a hand to grip Casey’s hip, to let him know he could pump a few more times, for Rhett to milk his last drops, as he was from his own cock. Casey stuttered to a still, pulling his softened cock free, feeling Rhett’s pleasure, too.
“Goddamn,” he said. Rhett’s eyes were dazed, but the smile tugging his mouth wasn’t shy—it was grateful. The kind of look that made Casey’s chest ache worse than any release ever had. This was definitely an occasion for cussing. He took up the towel he’d used and cleaned Rhett of his own release, then helped him off his knees, to lie down. “You got any champagne in that cooler?”
Rhett shook his head, his look asking a question.
“’Cause you deserve a whole magnum of the stuff after that. You took my dick like you were born for it. I’m kinda scared to ask where you learned, ’cause those types of internet sites get you on a watch list.”
He found water in the cooler and gave it to Rhett, then lay on his back next to him, covering them both with another towel. “Y’okay?” he murmured.
“Yeah!” Rhett’s smile was as wide as a prairie sky. “So, we gonna—?”
“Hold your horses there, cowboy,” Casey interrupted, loving Rhett’s laugh. “We have time. I understand that greedy ass of yours needs filling, but that needs prep work. I’m gonna have to stretch you good to take me. Oh, my pleasure. Don’t go thinkin’ it’s a chore, now.”
Rhett was still grinning as they lay still, looking up at the Wyoming stars, and Casey relished the sensation of another body alongside his, then surprised himself by pulling Rhett into his arms, his head on Casey’s chest, wanting the simple, no, thesheer, pleasure of holding Rhett while he drifted off to sleep. Rhett’s arms tightened around him, too.
When was the last time I held someone like this?
