Page 3 of Vesper Martinis

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Page 3 of Vesper Martinis

“Turn around,” he commands, and I do just that, pressing my hands against the wall.

I feel him undo my belt and push my pants down, then tug at the hem of my shirt, pulling it off. I feel his warm palm against my shoulder blades and his lips and tongue on my spine. Slowly, he goes lower and lower down my back. My back bows as he kisses the sensitive spot at the base of my spine, and I groan.

The sound of spit is all I hear among the blood rushing in my ears. Then I feel his finger probe my ass.

“Oh, fuck yes,” I hiss and press myself against his finger.

“You want me to fuck you here, Boy?” Pierce growls as he adds a second finger.

“Yes. Yes. Oh, fuck yes. Please,” I beg as my cock leaks pre-cum, and I slowly lose my mind as he teases my hole.

By the time I hear the wrapper of the condom, I’m on the cusp.

Feeling Pierce slide his cock inside me makes my eyes roll to the back of my head, and we both groan.

“Fuck. So fucking tight,” he says through gritted teeth.

He sounds just as close as me.

He gives me a few experimental thrusts, getting me used to his size. And God, I needed that because he’s just a touch bigger than I’m used to.

“Oh, fuck.” I groan, shoving my ass against Pierce, making his cock sink deeper inside me.

My hands claw up the wall as pleasure makes coherent thought impossible. I’m at the mercy of the man behind me, plowing into my ass.

“Pierce,” I moan, my hand reaching towards my cock.

“No,” his deep voice stops me in my tracks. “Keep those hands where I can see them.”

I place them back on the wall and feel his hands slide down my arm. He presses his palms against the back of my hands, pinning them to the wall as he picks up the pace.

His belt rattles with every thrust. And while my pants are on the ground at my feet, he still covers most of him. In fact, I’m essentially naked with my shirt off, but he still has his dress shirt on.

“Be a good boy and keep your hands on the wall,” he orders and slides his hand over my chest down to my aching cock.

He grips it, and I groan loudly, rocking into his hand. My shaft has been leaking pre-cum, and he has a vice-grip on it. I feel my balls draw up, and I’m so close to coming.

“Pierce,” I gasp, warning him.

“No. Not yet. Not until I say.”

I press my forehead against the wall and try to calm myself so I can wait.

Pierce wraps his other hand around my throat and pulls me back, my head against his shoulder, and my eyes turn upwards to the ceiling.

He fucks me hard and fast, stroking my cock as he does.

“Here is what’s going to happen, baby. I’m going to fill this sweet ass with my cum, and then if you can keep yourself from coming as I do, you can come after that. Sound good, baby?”

I nod. “Yes,” I gasp.

“Good.”

He lets go of my throat to grip my hips. He thrusts hard and fast until he’s groaning. He empties himself into the condom, and I don’t come. Just as I’m told.

“Good boy,” he gasps.

Pierce pulls out of me, making us both groan. Then he spins me around and starts stroking my cock.




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