Ruthlessly His (14 page)

“No, I’m not letting you go that quickly. Take it for a spin in my house.”

Chris looks around and nods his head in approval. “You’re fucked in the head, you know that?”

“Yeah, but thanks for the reminder,” I say. “Go ahead.”

Chris gets on the bike and starts to ride it around the island in my kitchen. There’s plenty of room for him to pick up some pretty decent speed believe it or not. After a few spins around, Chris puts the brakes on the new bike that I got for him.

“What do you think?” I say.

“I think it’s the best bike I’ve ever ridden. Granted, it’s the first time I’ve ever ridden a bike in someone’s kitchen. But still, this machine is unstoppable.”

Chris spends another moment or two staring at the bike. I can see that look in his eyes, like he’s having second thoughts.

“I… I really don’t think I can take this from you, Shane,” he says.

I grab onto his arm to set him straight. “You’re going to take it, and I’m not going to discuss this anymore.” I should probably let go of his arm, but I find myself keeping my hand on his skin for as long as I can.

“Or what? What are you going to do? Are you going to walk out and not say goodbye again?” he says.

Motherfucker. He’s playing hardball with me again. I get right in his face, so close I can smell his beautiful fruity scent. “You’re taking the fucking bike, or else.”

Chris laughs and shakes his head at my threat. He’s the first man ever to stand up to me like this, and I hate that. Why do I hate it so much? Because it’s exactly what I need in a man. I’m so fucking tired of dating and hooking up with guys who only kiss my ass because of my money or my power. Chris is different, and I hate that about him.

I hate that he’s the best thing that’s ever come into my life since I split up with Sarah. But don’t get me wrong, I’m going to take his challenge head-on. He just fucked with the wrong man.

“Do you really think you have what it takes to stand up to me?” I say. Shit, why is it that the more I want to retaliate the harder my cock gets.

“Yeah, as a matter fact, I do. Behind the money and the fancy clothes and the killer pad, I’m not afraid of you. You’re just a man…” Chris looks down at the bulge in my pants, and he smiles. “And you have your weak spots too, just like everyone else.”

Fuck, I’ve never been so turned on in my life. This wasn’t supposed to happen like this. I swear, I just wanted some simple conversation with him. But every time I’m around him, I just want to take his clothes off and devour every possible inch of his body.

My voice is low, husky, and hungry. I can’t hide how horny I am from him anymore. The jig is up. “Well, if you’re so confident then why don’t you show me what my weak spots are.”

Chris moves his face closer to mine. I move in slightly to kiss him, but he puts a stop to it immediately as he presses his hands into my chest.

“Easy, Tiger, this is starting to look like more than coffee to me.”

Fuck, he has me by the balls now.

“I’m pretty sure I know your biggest weak spot,” he says as he looks down at my erection. “Am I right?” he asks, toying with my sexual desire to no end. I move my waist closer to his hips.

“You might be right, but it’s hard to know. I’ve never been tested completely before.”

Chris grabs onto my cock.

Oh fucking god.

“What are you doing?” I ask him.

Chris smirks. “I’m testing you. Isn’t that what you want? At the very least, I’m going to prove to you just how weak you really are behind that façade of yours.”

This game we’re playing is twisted in every possible way. And the fact that he just turned the tables on me right now is unprecedented. He has me right where he wants me, and that fucking sucks. But what am I going to do? I want this man so badly right now I can barely keep my dick in my pants.

“Go ahead then, test me. Just make sure you know what you’re getting yourself into,” I say. Chris hesitates for a moment, and it’s the first moment I’ve seen any form of hesitation in his eyes since this little game of ours started. I seize the opportunity, “Go ahead, Chris. Try and prove me wrong.”

Chris steps back slightly from me. Shit, brilliant move on his behalf. I want to pull him right back to me, but that would be admitting defeat. He needs to be the one to initiate this right now, especially after everything that went down between us before. If this is going to happen, it’s going to happen because he wants it to just as much as I want it to. That way there, I won’t feel guilty when it’s all over and the two of us part ways forever.

“Why don’t you take your cock out and start playing with yourself?” he says. My eyes go wide, nearly bugging out of my head. I wasn’t expecting that from him. But I do exactly what he requests, unzipping my pants and pulling my dick right out of my underwear. My dick is longer and harder than hell right now, it needs no further stimulation. I stroke my cock up and down, bringing my hand from the base where my cock meets my balls all the way up to my tip in smooth, even strokes.

Chris watches carefully, and I can see his fingers start to move toward his own pants.

“Is this what you wanted? You want to see me this turned on in front of you?” I say.

“It’s a pretty good start. But I think we can do better.”

Chris walks right up to me again. He looks down and stares at me as I stroke myself, licking his lips and letting me know damn well that he likes what he’s seeing right now. But still, I can’t tell if he’s fucking with me a little bit here. Maybe he’s looking for a little revenge himself. Maybe he just wanted to see me get all turned on, and then he’s going to leave just as fast as he came here.

He drops down to his knees and spits on my cock.

Okay, maybe I was wrong. Maybe he’s not going to leave so fast. Shit, I didn’t think he had it in him to do something like that.

“Do you want to fuck my mouth with your dick?” he asks. Oh god, my balls stiffen and my dick points straight out as I try to stay in control here. I can’t let him think he’s running the show right now.

“If I put my dick in your mouth, don’t think I’m going to stop when you say so,” I say.

Chris traces the head of my cock with his tongue. A sharp electric current runs up my spine and into my neck. “That’s fair enough,” he says. "Now shut up and stick your dick in my mouth."

“Jesus, Chris, what happened to that sweet innocent guy I met back at my bar the other night?” I say.

“Don’t worry about him, you’re dealing with me right now.” That’s all I need to hear. I slide my cock into his mouth and the instant warmth and wetness is almost unbearable. And by unbearable, I mean it’s probably the best thing I’ve ever felt in my entire life. Fuck, something about this boy really gets my juices going.

“I never thought you’d forgive me this quickly,” I say through a heavy breath. I slide my cock in as deep as it will go, pushing the tip of it into the back of his throat. Chris gags, and then pulls his lips off my dick.

He looks up at me with those adoring, dirty eyes of his. “Who said I forgave you?” he says. He grits down on his teeth as he grabs my cock like he’s about to use it as a weapon. He starts licking the pre-cum out of the slit in my dick, then he swallows the head of my cock completely.

Chris is gagging on my dick, and I’m loving every bit of it. I honestly didn’t know he had it in him, but I sure as hell am glad he does. Did I do this to him? Did I make him this way? I sure as fuck hope so.

I pull my cock out of his mouth abruptly. I torture his lips with the head of my manhood. “I think I have an idea. I think I know a way to earn back your forgiveness.”

“Oh really?” he says. He bites down on his lower lip, then reaches for my balls. But I push him away quickly. I’m taking over from here.

“Yes, oh really. Take off your fucking clothes, Chris,” I order. “I’ll be right back.”

The look on Chris’s face is priceless. I’m in charge now, and he knows it. I’m rock-hard, and I need to show him who the boss is in this house. I go into the bathroom and grab some lube and a condom. I like to fuck, but I’m not stupid. I don’t think Chris has slept with that many men, if any. If anything, I want to make sure he’s safe more than me. Let’s face it, I’ve made some bad choices in my life. Not that I’m all that worried though; I’ve been tested recently, and I’m as clean as they come according to the results.

“Have you ever been fucked by a real man before Chris?”

Chris’s jaw drops wide open when he sees the lube in my hand.

His voice is low and shaky. “Honestly, no. But I think I’m ready.”

His jeans are already off, but he’s still wearing his shiny black boxer briefs. I grab the elastic waistband in his underwear and pull them down over his ass. “Take them all the way off for me,” I say.

Chris eagerly does exactly what I tell him to, sliding his underwear down and off his feet. His dick is long and hard already, and his balls bounce up and down as he finishes taking his t-shirt off his body. Now he’s completely naked, just the way I want him to be.

“You’re lucky you’re so fucking beautiful,” I say.

Chris slowly strokes his cock as he asks, “Oh yeah, why is that?”

“Because I could never hurt anyone as pretty as you,” I say.

“What if I told you I didn’t want you to take it easy on me? What if I told you I want you to be as rough as you can with me?” he says.

Shit, that’s the last thing I needed to hear from him. He was hot enough before, but now there’s just no way I’m going to be able to contain myself with him. This kid can think, he can talk, he has a gorgeous body, and he knows how to turn me on like nobody’s business.

“You really think you can take it that rough?” I say. He nods his head up and down with more confidence than I expected, then grabs my cock without warning and starts sucking on my balls. I dig my nails into his back and let him suck me off for another moment or two. “Good answer,” I say through a heavy exhale.

Okay, I think that’s enough for now. Time for the main event. I strap the condom on my wet pole and take out some lube. Chris bends over my granite countertop like a good soldier. “Spread your legs for me.”

He spreads his feet wide, and his ripe, tasty-looking asshole is practically inviting me in. I want to fill him up with every last inch of me, and I see no reason why I can’t do that right now. I toy with the edges of his rim, then push myself in. Surprisingly, my dick goes inside his ass easier than I thought it would. It’s almost as though our two bodies were actually designed to fit perfectly together.

Chris moans out loud and digs his fingers into my counter with his nails.

“You sure you can take this?” I say, giving him one last out in case he needs it.

“Shut up and start fucking me hard. I don’t want anymore of your warnings. Fuck me like the chief you think you are and show me who my real boss is with that dick of yours.”

He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I ram my cock in and out of his tight ass fast and furiously. I pound the back of his butt like a butcher pounds a block of meat. Part of me wonders if I should be a bit more tender with him, but I just can't fucking help myself right now. He and I both want this. For whatever reason, for whatever sick reason, we both want something slick and dirty.

I fuck him so hard his body is shaking like a ragdoll. Chris is tall, muscular and fit, but he’s slender in comparison to my body. The sheer weight of my body alone is enough to force his body into submission. “Tell me you like that dick!” I demand.

“I like it… I like your dick. Keep fucking me until you cum,” he says.

Dirty, dirty, dirty… Shit this man is growing on me by the second. And speaking of growing, so is my cock. His ass is completely filled with every last inch of my erection. His butt is so tight around my shaft, and I know I won’t last much longer. I could fuck him all night, except for the fact that I’m about to cum my brains out.

Watching his body shake and shiver on the counter like this is enough to put me over the edge. I pound him as hard as I can for a few last seconds before I pull my dick out of his ass. I slap that sweet butt of his, then rip the condom off as fast as I can.

“Turn the fuck around,” I demand. Chris spins his body around fast, opens his mouth wide, and points his tongue out towards my cock.

I groan as I cum down Chris’s throat, jerking every single drop of my semen into his mouth with my hand. I look down and see him jerking himself off while he swallows my load; this gives me a surge of energy for one last shot into his mouth. I fucking love knowing how turned on I’ve got him now.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum too,” he moans. I drop to my knees and pull his dick into my mouth as quickly as I can. “Fuck yeah, Shane. Fuck yeah,” he moans some more. His hot cum sprays across the back of my throat and drizzles straight down. Shit, he tastes so fucking good.

I swallow his load completely, then collapse on my back. My chest rises and falls quickly from all the fucking I just did. I look over at Chris, who’s also trying to catch his breath. If I could fuck him again right now, I would. He’s that sexy to me.

Chris lies down on the floor next to me and wraps his arm around my shoulder. He nuzzles his head into my chest and I swear to God it’s the best fucking thing I ever felt in my entire life.

“I hate to say this to you, because your ego is already bigger than this entire state, but that was the best sex I ever had,” he says.

“I hate to say this too, but I agree.”

Chris nestles in even tighter against my body. He feels so warm and cuddly right now. And I seriously might have died and gone to heaven. Fucking hell, I have to be losing my mind when I start saying things like warm and cuddly, but it’s the truth.

“Why do we both hate to say it if it’s the way we really feel?” he says.

I turn my head slightly so I can look him dead in his eyes. His eyes are sweet, sensitive, and magnetic all at once. “I don’t know. I guess it’s hard to admit how we really feel sometimes.”

Chris doesn’t say anything. He just studies my eyes carefully, and it’s as though he can see into the depths of my soul right now. I’m not sure I’m totally comfortable with that, but it’s not like I want to be anywhere else than right here, right now, with him in my arms.