He was so masculine, and decisive, and each ugly word coming from his mouth went straight to Gunner’s balls. Their fantasies were perfectly aligned, and whatever power had made them swap bodies intended to give them both what they wanted.
“Touch my balls. Gently,” Caspian said and made a little stir with his hips, which pushed the head of his cock past Gunner’s gag reflex, making him choke ever-so-slightly.
He followed the request, petting the tight sac, as if he wanted to coax cum into his mouth. He was so horny for this. For this man. For what Caspian offered. Not only for the body he could experiment with, but also the aura of dominance that stroked Gunner’s dick without touch.
Another moan. Gunner loved how it sounded—somehow both needy and masculine—and he sucked on the hard prick with more force, rubbing his tongue against the shaft until Caspian pushed him lower.
“Look up. Look at me.”
Gunner’s eyes darted to Caspian’s dark gaze and the smile of a predator on his lips.
“That’s it. Let me see that mouth full of cock,” Caspian purred in a low tone that made every hair bristle on Gunner’s body. And then Caspian pushed up his hips while firmly holding on to Gunner’s hair, and drool rolled out of Gunner’s mouth down the thick shaft as if he were an animal, helpless against his desires.
“I’m not sure if you can fit in all of it. You’re so small,” Caspian said with a mean smile stretching his mouth. His cock rocked back and forth, riding Gunner’s tongue and hitting the back of his throat each time, as if he were preparing ground for his next move.
Gunner frowned, straining with the effort to stop gagging, yet Caspian’s distracting touch made him shiver and lose focus. The stiff cock throbbed in his mouth, and he traced every ridge with his tongue as his heart rattled in fear and anticipation.
“If only I’d known back in high school that Gunner Russo would be sucking my cock with so much devotion… Would have made my days so much sweeter. Go on. Take it. I’m not letting you go until you swallow my cum,” Caspian rasped and made an abrupt thrust with his hips, making Gunner gag as the cockhead slid past his soft palate and forced its way into his throat.
Panic struck, flashing white in Gunnar’s eyes as he trembled and tried to pull away. But Caspian held him steady and made a little shushing noise. “Breathe. I’m not gonna hurt you,” he said in a voice so different from the vicious yet exciting tone he’d used before. But he didn’t move, keeping his prick somewhere inside Gunner’s neck, where it provoked the gag reflex and uncontrollable drooling.
Gunner took several long inhales through his nose, then looked up into Caspian’s face despite the dampness in his eyes. He shouldn’t trust Caspian. Not after high school. And especially not after what had happened at the gym yesterday. Yet here he was. Still on his knees, still caressing Caspian’s cock with his tongue.
He wanted this so bad. Wanted him so bad that he couldn’t help himself and eventually calmed down, swallowing when instructed. Once he relaxed, the intrusion no longer felt so threatening, and he even leaned into the fingers rolling across his scalp.
“I know you can take it. I know,” Caspian said, and pushed Gunner’s head lower as soon as he finished filling his lungs with air.
Gunner’s cock twitched when yet more of the length dove into his throat, and this time he managed not to gag. He was Caspian’s bitch and didn’t have the right to refuse him. In this warped world of arousing humiliation, his mouth only existed for Caspian’s pleasure. Losing the control over his access to air was damn scary, but he needed to trust that Caspian wouldn’t choke him to death and just needed to wait until his master chose to let him breathe.
Maybe it was a fucked-up way to think about this, maybe trusting the guy he’d bullied made Gunner a fool, but he was getting dick for the first time in his life and couldn’t be expected to make rational decisions. He reached between his own legs with a choked moan.
“Keep those hands on me,” Caspian said in a voice so demanding Gunner didn’t dare refuse him and embraced both of the firm thighs keeping him trapped. His mind heated, screaming that he might start choking soon, but Caspian mercifully pulled out, letting his cockhead rest on Gunner’s tongue. The salty aroma filled his mouth, heightening the anticipation building in his body. He’d swallow cum. Finally, after all the years of dreaming about it, he’d taste the real thing!
“Open wide. I want to see everything,” Caspian ordered, and kept speaking as he watched his own cock leaking pre-cum into Gunner’s mouth, beautiful and scary like a beast that held Gunner’s life in his hands. “I’m gonna fuck that hot little mouth hole of yours now. Tap my thigh if you need air, but you better not.”