On Your Knees, Prospect (Kings of Hell MC 3)

Jake nodded, still biting those delicious lips. “I used to… get more,” he uttered between one moan and another. He held his thighs high and wide open for Vars like an offering.

Vars laughed raspily and withdrew only to push right back in. He moved in slow, shallow strokes to ease Jake into the penetration. “I’m gonna give you plenty of cock. It’s a promise,” he whispered, leaning closer to press a kiss to Jake’s waiting lips.

It was as if Jake had been waiting for it. He tried to nip on Vars’s lips as soon as Vars got close, but Vars teased Jake instead, pulling that inch away, just like he had with his cock. Jake’s hole was tight, so hot when it gloriously throbbed around his dick. Jake gave a needy moan, trying to catch Vars’s lips in a kiss.

Vars smiled, and his free hand gently kneaded Jake’s balls, making the boy twitch and loudly moan. “I love how it feels to plunge into you. You grip me so tightly at first, but then it feels so damn cosy and hot. What a fantastic ass...”

Jake barely even blinked, stirring under Vars every time Vars moved his hips. “Yours whenever,” he whispered, and the intensity in his voice made Vars quicken his thrusts.

Fuck yes, the boy was his, and better still—he seemed to know it.

Vars dove head-first into an intense kiss, barely catching his breath as he rocked his hips faster and faster, trying to rub Jake’s dick at the same pace.

The moans melted into Vars’s lips, and despite still holding his legs up, Jake was actively fucking himself against Vars’s cock, arching to get more friction on his own dick. He was desperate to get off, panting and sweating under Vars, and yet he kept his hands where he’d been told to, and that gave Vars such a power trip he kept fucking the pliant hole into oblivion.

If Jake was this obedient, Vars could do without the more hardcore implements in their play.

“So good!” Jake whimpered, so horny Vars could taste it in their kiss.

Next time, Vars would pace himself, he would wear a cockring, but his senses were vastly overloaded at this point, and he nipped on Jake’s tongue, pushing into him the final few times.

Hot breaths of pleasure danced over his body until the storm passed, and he was left on top of his gorgeous boy, and with his dick still inside him. The orgasm was like a shock of electricity.

Jake kept stirring on Vars’s cock, his hole stretched over it and making an image so hot the aftershocks of arousal still tingled in Vars’s balls. “Please get me off,” Jake whispered, holding his hands on his legs as if he were helpless and bound, unable to jerk off.

It made Vars’s mouth water.

He gave one last kiss to the throbbing lips and slowly pulled out of Jake’s hole. Without thinking, he backed away on the bed and licked his way over Jake’s heavy, rosy balls and up his dick, sucking in the head in delight as the salty precum spread over his tongue.

“Oh my God! Oh my God!” Jake yelped, but he was already coming into Vars’s mouth, the heavy scent of his arousal as enticing as the taste of his cum.

Surprised, Vars tightened his lips around the cock and used his hand to milk it straight into his mouth. Jake’s sperm was unusually hot, and yet so fresh and delicious coming from this incredibly attractive young man.

He only stopped sucking once Jake twitched in slight discomfort and looked up, licking his lips with a smile. The condom was finally off. Vars tied it and tossed the used rubber to the floor, to deal with later.

Jake’s eyes were half-open and he was panting after his intense climax, flushed and dazed, but he still kept his legs spread open for Vars, with pale spots left behind by tightly gripping fingers, and that was just precious.

Vars exhaled, tracing the sensitive hole with his fingertips. “I take it you enjoyed yourself.”

“How do you even… I mean… fuck.” Jake let his head fall back, uncaring that he was wetting Vars’s pillow. “I’m sorry I tried to shave you. You giving head wouldn’t have been the same. Never shave.”

Vars barked out laughter and rolled on top of Jake, patting his tense arms to indicate he was allowed to release his thighs. It was a shame he couldn’t give Jake the courtesy of truth and tell him of the brand hidden away under the facial hair, but he would as soon as Jake was patched in and invited to learn about all the secrets of the Kings of Hell. “If you insist. Must reward my sweet, obedient boy somehow, right?”

Jake sighed in relief but he struggled with his hands as if they were glued to his skin. He groaned and rubbed his head against the pillow. “It was an order, wasn’t it?”