Page 22 of Heir to Desire
“Lean all the way back,” he instructed me. “Bend your knees, and follow my lead. You are being such a good boy, Nikolai. I just need a little longer. Please, just let me have a little longer and then I’ll go back to normal.”
Before doing as he told me, I leaned up to kiss him once more, allowing his stubble to further scratch my hairless cheeks as I did so. I pulled away. “You don’t ever have to go back to normal. I want to stay like this forever.”
Damien shook his head from side to side before milking his cock a few more times and teasing my hole with it, tracing its diameter with his dick’s thick and pulsing head.
“I need to be inside of you,” Damien whispered in my ear.
“Then do it,” I whispered back.
Damien began to plunge his cock between my walls and into my hole, spreading and widening me and sending me to some distant place with every single centimeter he dug in—a place still absolutely blanketed in snow, but where the snow was warm, and the mafia did not exist and New York did not exist and no one was trying to kill us—“no one” was trying to do anything because no one else existed, only Damien and me, me and Damien. Damien moaned passionately as he dug further into my hole; I could not believe that he was not all the way in…and still..and still…more to go, and I wanted every inch.
Finally he began to thrust back and forth. Even as he fucked me slowly at first, the intensity of it all was overwhelming.
I had had sex, like I’ve said, but nothing had ever felt like this.
This was what it must feel like for an otter to jump into the ocean for the first time.
For a bee to pollinate its first flower.
For a fledgling to take its first flight.
Damien began to fuck me faster, his huge cock piercing into me and expanding my entire world, beyond this planet, beyond even the cosmos.
“Oh myGod, Nikolai,” Damien whispered into my ear. I had never heard someone experiencing so much carnal pleasure.
I hooked my legs around his shoulders, lifting my ass up off the ground slightly so he could dive his cock even deeper into my sea, wet and squeaking with Damien’s spit as he fucked away, increasing in speed.
Of any of the men I’d let fuck me before, there was always a clear delineation between them and me, their body and mine. We were two beings that were isolated but together, chasing our own carnal pleasures and pursuits while using theother’s body—but that’s just it; theother. With Damien, there was no clear delineation of where he ended and I began. I felt as if we were one single creature, delighting in its own splendor, in the beauty of its own body.
He began to fuck me harder, slapping his groin against my ass, my legs jerking on and off of his shoulders with each thrust. He leaned down, bending my legs against my chest, kissing me and fucking my mouth with his tongue just as he was doing to my ass with his cock. He could not devour me enough if he had been fucking and sucking me like this since the very beginning of time. I justknewit wouldn’t have been enough for him.
“Please, never tell, Nikolai,” he said loudly as he thrust himself into me. His beautiful face was like that of a God; surely no human and mortal being could bring this much pleasure to my body. I felt my dick, hard as a steel gun, aching to cum, and for the first time felt as if I might just from getting fucked. I wasn’t sure if that was even possible.
“Please, please never tell,” he repeated.
“I’ll never tell,” I said softly and with a gentleness that contrasted Damien’s increasingly forceful and violent thrusts. I could swear his cock was all the way in my stomach. I could not believe I was able to take all of that meat inside of me.
“I need to fucking cum,” he said, biting his teeth around my ear—”I’m fucking going to cum in your hole,I’m fucking going to cum—” and then a monstrous roar, that of a king, of a lion growling in the jungle. The few remaining leaves of the bushes and trees around us shook as if an explosion had shot a wave of energy across the forest.
Damien laid his body against me, his dick still in my ass, breathing heavily and resting.
“How did that feel?” he asked.
“It felt like you were about to make me cum just from fucking me,” I said. “I’ve never felt anything like that in my life, Damien. It was incredible.” “You were going to cum from your hole?” he asked.
“I think so,” I replied.
Damien took some deep breaths, his chest expanding and deflating against mine, which was doing the same, in sync.
Then, to my absolute shock, he began fucking me again. I felt his dick begin to harden in me once more, reaching full mast, stretching me from the inside as he grew and grew and fucked and fucked. He continued to hump my hole and I was right back where we were a few minutes before, in absolute bliss, my mind somewhere else, my physical body firmly belonging to Damien the sex god.
He began to make circles with his hips, pushing against every wall of my hole, exploring me like an adventurer traversing a newly found land.
“What do you want?” Damien asked, whispering into my ear. “I can feel all of my cum against my dick, thick all over your walls. Tell me, what do you want?”
“I want you to fuck me like you love me,” I said. And he did—he fucked me like his life depended on it, like it would be his last fuck ever, his last time to explore a teenage pussy and play with it and fuck it to his heart and dick’s content. He thrust into me repeatedly with all his strength and I screamed out into the abyss as I came, like a fucking water fountain, all over him, all over me. I came so hard, I completely blacked out.
A few moments later, I came to again. Damien was lying on top of me, playing with my hole, his one finger making circles with my insides.