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Story: Master of Pain

It’s only a minute later that Dante breaks the kiss, breathing heavily.

“I wanna eat your ass, Ethan,” he tells me.

I open my eyes and look at him with surprise, my face red and hot, sweat already glistening on my body. His hair is slightly damp as it hangs down below his forehead. His naked chest and shoulders shimmer. The intensity of his gaze in the moonlight only makes me tremble with an amount of sexual need I’ve never felt before.

“I-I’ve never…done that before,” I admit, though I doubt he’s surprised.

“I know. I’ll take care of you, angel,” Dante murmurs. “Let me eat your perfect fucking ass out?” He slides one of his hands down to my half-uncovered ass and squeezes it.

My asshole flutters in anticipation, and I nod quickly.

“Say it,” he orders.

“Yes,” I whisper. “Please.”

Dante moves quickly as he slides off me, pulls my boxers off completely, and grabs my hips.

“Roll over, baby. Let me see you.”

He helps me roll over. The next thing I know a pillow is shoved under my hips, trapping my weeping cock between it and my body.

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DANTE

It doesn’t matter that it’s three or four o’clock in the fucking morning, not as I look down at Ethan’s perfect, juicy ass underneath me. It’s small but round and soft, his thighs just plump enough that they press together as he lies on his stomach with a pillow tucked underneath him.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” I growl at him.

I slide my hands down his ass as I lean down to it. I waste no time pressing my lips to the cheek that’s red from my spanking. As if my cock wasn’t hard enough, Ethan moans as I drag my lips along his ass cheek. I lick his skin and then suck it into my mouth, flicking my tongue and biting down. I suck and hum as I mark him in this spot that no one else will see. Only the two of us will know it’s here.

Saliva drips from my lips as I let his flesh go from my mouth.

“You like feeling your master marking you?” I grab his ass with my hands and part it, revealing his tight asshole.

Ethan gasps. “Y-Yes, fuck yes.”

My mouth waters and I lean down with no hesitation. I lick along his hole in one long swipe and it quivers underneath me. The sweaty taste of his ass makes me groan, and I dive in deeper.

He starts to moan louder against the bed as I swirl my tongue around his sensitive hole, the tight ring of muscle relaxing and clenching with each movement of my tongue.

I don’t think about what I’m doing, I just do it. I taste him, claim him, devour him intensely and grip his ass cheeks and hips while I’m doing it. He pushes up against me with his ass and thighs as I eat him out, and it only makes my cock harder underneath me.

But I barely pay attention to my own physical pleasure. All I care about right now is getting Ethan off until he’s a limp puddle on my bed.

I’ve never been so focused on a guy before. I’ve always been so focused on my own dick, but not now. Not with him.

I work my tongue into his asshole quick and sloppy, curling my tongue up and hoping that I can reach that special spot inside. When I do, I moan, letting the vibrations fill him.

“Oh my God! Fuck, Dante!” Ethan rocks his hips up against my face as hard as he can with my hands pinning him down. It’s enough to stuff my face deeper into his ass, and I groan as I dig my fingers harder into his skin.

I can feel him pulse around my tongue and against my face. The hot smell of sex, of Ethan, completely overtakes my senses.

There’s so much I wanna do to him. I want to pound him into my bed. I want to spank him until his ass is so red that it hurts to sit. I wanna wear his prostate out and listen to him scream as he dribbles with cum over and over until there’s nothing left.

That will have to wait.

“You taste so fucking good,” I moan against his ass as I pull my tongue out to take a breather.