Feel My Pain (Curse Bound 1)

Goosebumps stood to attention all over Zane’s arms.

“At first,” he said, perhaps a bit too quietly, as he rubbed his chest in gentle circles and watched Roach lower his eyelids in pleasure. “Start with just touching it against your hole.”

Apprehensive as Roach could be about douching or new gay things he knew nothing about, he wasn’t shy about nudity. He leaned forward until his cheek and shoulder rested on the mattress, and reached between his legs, ass in the air. He was a juicy steak served to Zane just the way he liked it. Thick thighs spread, his heavy cock and balls rested against his forearm as he slid the toy between his buttocks. The sphincter tightened in response to the vibrating touch, as if it too were shy of this new addition to their play.

Zane couldn’t help himself. He shifted on the bed and lay down alongside Roach so he could see the lubed black girth slide up the dusky crack and the pink face squashed against the comforter. He didn’t miss the sharp inhale Roach made when the toy pressed his opening and had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from mimicking that noise. Roach had been fucked many times in the past two months, and his hole reacted with greed to the unfamiliar texture.

“You like it?”

“I don’t know yet,” Roach said, breathing hard, and Zane had to bite back a smile at the honesty of that confession. “Should I… turn it off for putting it in?” He eyed Zane with the lust his teenage self had showered on the favorite long-haired model from his old gay mags.

He didn’t need to use them anymore, because Zane was there to fulfill a—almost all of his fantasies. “I don’t know. Just touch yourself so it feels good,” he said, his gaze following the languid glide of the rubber head around the pucker. His own hole was getting hotter, his dick stiffened, balls grew heavier where they rested on his thigh, all that without subjecting himself to intimate touch. He’d just watch and feel until he couldn’t stand the wait anymore.

“Yeah… I think I’ll—” Roach kneeled to switch off the toy and apply more lube, but when he got back to the previous position and pressed the vibrator to his twitching hole, it might have been even sexier than that first timid attempt. He licked his lips, staring at Zane with his open eye, because the other remained hidden in the fabric. “Your private porn show,” he rasped, sliding his hand toward Zane, between his legs. “You should get a subscription.”

“I should get head,” Zane said, grinning at the confusion passing over Roach’s features. He spread his thighs, wordlessly inviting the touch. His eyelids fluttered when his hole twitched, echoing real sensation caused by the toy nudging Roach’s anus.

“Yes…” Roach whispered, but when he tried to lean over and suck Zane’s cock, Zane quickly turned so he faced his partner’s feet and lifted one of Roach’s legs to slide under him.

A soft gasp escaped his lips when he lay on his back and took in the view—the thick cock hanging only inches above and Roach’s hairy forearm pushing his balls aside as he attempted to drill his ass with the toy Zane had gotten for him. The firm body braced on all fours above Zane smelled of mint after the shower, but a bit of his musk was already there.

Zane turned his face to nuzzle Roach’s thigh and licked the hairy skin to have a taste of the masculine aroma that had his prick stiffening.

Roach gave a helpless moan and breached his opening with the toy, and since it surely felt unfamiliar, he sought comfort by pushing his face to Zane’s cock. Roach could be a brash asshole, but when he was under Zane's control like this, bent over and eager to take dick, he was the most pliant pup with a soft beard to complete the illusion.

A cute, eager puppy that needed guidance.

“Deeper,” Zane whispered, his lips trembling when Roach’s strong muscles tightened on the neck behind the toy’s head. “Slide it all the way in. I wanna see it happen,” he said, rocking his hips up, so Roach’s facial hair would rub his cock. Warm breath caressed its sensitive tip, and he wanted it buried in damp heat. Now.

He wouldn’t dare blink when the rubber tool drove into Roach, but the fact that this biker stud was fucking himself on Zane’s orders was even more exciting than the view itself. The pucker widened to accommodate the vibrator like it did for Zane’s cock morning and night, greedily swallowing each inch.

The thick cock swung above Zane’s head, sending a drop of fragrant pre-cum to his cheek, but before Zane could have accepted that silent invitation, Roach chose to give Zane oral treatment too. Though instead of swallowing dick like a good boy, he teased Zane’s balls with a long lick, which caught Zane off guard and had him rocking his hips up with a soft gasp.