Page 39 of Learn Your Limits

Chapter thirty-seven

Emiliano

My fingers curl around the waistband of Reid's pants as I invade his space with a pent-up ferocity. Normally a more cautious man—if you could say that about someone currently in a forbidden relationship—I’ve given up all pretense of calm.

It’s been too long since I’ve had Reid to myself in an environment where we can just be.

Keeping my eyes trained to his is a near impossible task as I pull down his sweats. I’ve only brought them down a few inches before his eager smile hypnotizes me, slowing me down once again.

“You’re gorgeous, Reid.” My hands pause their ministration, almost as if they are awe-struck too.

He’s sprawled on my couch half-naked, confident and so different from the man I met at the beginning of this semester.

Albeit, the same rosy blush still shows on his face. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of it.

He reaches a hand out and cups my jaw, his thumb running over my bottom lip. “You’re the only one who makes me feel this way, Milo. I’ve never...” His voice softens as his eyes search mine. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. Only you, baby.”

Baby.

It’s the first time Reid has ever called me that, and heat spreads through my chest from hearing the term of endearment fall from his lips. I haven’t been one for pet names in past relationships, thinking myself too serious for them.

Coming from him, though… It resonates in a way that nearly leaves me breathless. Even with me taking the more dominant role in our relationship, he’s claimed me just as much, and I don’t fear being unguarded around him.

I place a small kiss on his thumb, nuzzling into his hold and closing my eyes to take in the moment. “Only a few more weeks,” I murmur, but whether I’m reassuring myself or him, I can’t tell.

“Only a few more weeks,” Reid echoes, sliding his hand from my face to the exposed part of his upper thigh. “But for now, you’re missing out on your present.” He chuckles nervously, a light blush painting his cheeks.

He adjusts his legs and lifts his hips as I slowly drag his sweats down, finding his cock straining against the thin material of a black jockstrap.

A deep groan leaves my lips at the lovely sight.

Taking a second to set his pants on the coffee table, I turn back to find his legs splayed open again, giving me a full view of him.

“Trying something new?” I ask, running my hands softly up his thighs until my fingertips reach the straining fabric.

He runs a hand down his torso, his fingertips dragging over the ridges of his abdomen before tracing the outline of his cock, drawing my attention. “It makes me feel”—he takes a slow, deep breath—“confident. But I also thought you might like it.”

“Oh, I love it,” I reply softly as I trace my fingers along the edge of the black fabric, down his sack until they meet the bare skin of his exposed ass. Slippery silicone brushes my fingertips, and I dart my eyes down to see Reid’s hole stretched over a plug. “Is this part of my present as well?”

Reid nods and licks his bottom lip, daring to look bashful when he’s had a plug inside of him for who knows how long.

“Seems unfair that I haven’t gotten you anything.” My fingers stay on the plug, pushing it in only slightly while I keep my eyes trained on his face. “Is there something I can give you, Muneco?”

Reid moves the jockstrap to the side, making his hard cock jolt out of the fabric in front of me. “Just touch me,” he pleads with a shift of his hips. “I want you to suck my cock, Emiliano.”

I shake my head at him, tapping the plug firmly. “Not until you’re a good boy and ask nicely.”

“Please, Daddy,” he whines, and the sound makes my dick harder than stone.

With my free hand, I grab ahold of his cock, focusing my attention on his already leaking slit.

I move my fist on the head, timing it perfectly with pulling and pushing the plug.

“I’m going to take you into my mouth until you come down my throat, and then you’re going to let me fuck this pretty hole, aren’t you, baby? ”

“Yes, please. I need your cock so badly.” Reid’s eyes flutter closed as he grips the couch cushions and lifts his hips, thrusting into my palm.

In one move, I bend forward to take his cock in my mouth and shove the plug as deep as this position allows. The moan Reid lets out is motivation enough to keep going, but knowing I’ll get to fuck him when he’s in a stupor from the high of the orgasm I’ll be giving him has me ravenous.

Reid's hips thrust upward, making me take his cock fully with each movement, and I welcome the intrusion. His hands thread into my hair, nails digging into my scalp as his breathing quickens. My eyes stay on his, loving the abandon in which he uses my mouth and takes his pleasure.

His body tenses underneath me as he moans loudly, and I know he’s getting close. Wrapping my fingers around the base of the plug, I draw it from his body and discard it onto the couch before using my slicked fingers to fill him instead.

I pull my mouth free, the fingers of one hand still clutched around his cock while I pump in and out of him with the other.

“Come for me, Muneco. Squeeze my fingers and show me how it’s going to feel when I’m inside of you.

” Lowering myself, I take him deeply into my mouth once more, swirling my tongue around the crown of his dick as I yearn for the moment his cum coats my throat.

“Fuck, Daddy,” he chokes out, his fingers tightening in my hair. “I'm coming,” he moans as his head tips back, hips thrusting up one final time as his cock begins to pulse between my lips, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm.

A shiver of satisfaction rolls through me as he fills my mouth. I don’t swallow, though. I’m keeping every fucking drop of it for the wicked idea capturing my thoughts. Slowly, I slide my mouth off of him, letting his cum dribble from my mouth as I continue to move lower.

My fingers are still inside of him, still feeling the throbs of aftershocks from his orgasm.

This pretty little hole is going to feel like a fucking dream around my cock.

Withdrawing my hand so only the tips of my fingers are inside of him, I spit his cum onto my fingers and begin to fuck it into him.

“Milo,” he gasps, lifting his head to meet my gaze as he rolls his hips, pressing into my touch. “When you said you were gonna make me come down your throat,” he says through panting breaths, “I didn't imagine you fucking me with my cum.”

“I don’t hear you objecting, am I correct?” I ask, raising an eyebrow in question as I move my fingers into him with a particularly deep thrust. “I wouldn’t believe so with the way you're sucking me in, baby. You’re telling me you don’t want me to fuck this cum-covered hole?”

“I do. I need you to fuck me, Daddy. Please,” he whimpers. “There's a bottle of lube between the couch cushions.” A blush covers his cheeks as he nods his chin, gesturing toward the end of the couch.

Before I reach for the lube, I tug my joggers down over the curve of my ass, giving just enough space for my cock to come free from the elastic. The bottle is easy to find, and I smirk thinking about how long Reid had planned for this.

Flipping the cap, I pour some onto my other hand where I’ve been teasingly pumping my fingers into his dripping hole, letting the clear liquid mix with the white of his cum.

“Fuck, Muneco,” I groan at the obscene sight. As much as I’d love to continue playing with Reid, I’m also aching to be inside of him. “I must have been a saint this year to deserve such a present.” My tone is playful, but it doesn’t hide the gravel in my voice, heavy with arousal.

Removing my hand, I bring over the excess mixture of cum and lube and rub it into my cock. Reid is watching me hungrily, licking his lips and squirming against the couch cushions.

Shifting myself closer, I lift Reid’s legs so they frame my hips and we are flush against one another. “Do you think you can come for me again?” I ask, marking my question with a few taps of my cock against his.

He nods with a groan as he wraps a hand around the back of my neck, pulling me to him until he can seal his lips over mine. His tongue swipes over the seam of my lips until I open for him.

“Good boy.” My praise turns breathy as I murmur against his lips, my body tensing as the crown of my cock slips into his entrance.

Each inch of my cock, each shift of his hips, and each beautiful moan that comes from his lips as I bottom out reminds me of how perfect we fit together.

“You’re doing so good for me, baby. Touch your cock while Daddy fucks you. ”

He reaches between us and wraps his hand around his length, fist twisting over his crown with every few upstrokes. Moving upright and wrapping my arms around his thighs, I begin thrusting into him deeply and quickly, knowing I’m too worked up to last too long.

“You’re going to be so full of our cum,” I groan. The image of his leaking hole starts to drive me over the edge. I tighten my arms around his thighs, using my leverage to lift his midsection off the couch, so I’m buried as deep as possible. “Are you ready to be filled?”

“Yes. Fuck, I need your cum, Daddy,” Reid whines, muscles straining as his fist flies over his cock.

In two thrusts, my body tenses as my orgasm overwhelms my senses. It takes effort to keep my eyes open through it, but I wouldn’t miss the breathtaking sight of Reid coming for a second time. His release decorates his pale skin as he shouts curses and his ass squeezes every drop from my cock.

Tenderly, I lower him as we come down from our highs.

Still panting for breath, I sit back on my heels to get a better view of the mess between his thighs as I begin pulling out of him.

I reach my fingers out to his torso, scooping his warm release onto my fingers before bringing them to my mouth.

My tongue wraps around them, licking them clean as I savor the taste of him.

“You’re filthy, Reid.” My smirk grows seeing the twitch of his spent cock. He lets out an uninhibited laugh that turns into a loud groan as he watches me lead the rest of his cum from his stomach, down his pelvis and to his hole. “Fetch the plug for me, baby.”

“Oh, fuck.” Reid scrambles, leaning up slightly to dig around the couch for the discarded plug. He finds it, placing it into my up-turned hand and stays leaning up to watch as I guide the plug between his thighs.

Using the tapered tip, I swipe as much of our leaking cum as I can, pushing it back toward his well-used hole.

With a firm push, his hole stretches around the plug again, causing a whine to leave his lips.

A whine I quickly swallow down by placing my mouth on his, my tongue slipping between his lips while the plug slides into him.

My kisses are languid as my fingers circle where the plug meets his entrance.

After a few minutes, I only pull away to sing him praise. “Such a perfect boy for me, Muneco.”

It’s nearly midnight by the time we’ve showered, finished cleaning around the house, and finally made it to bed.

Reid’s head rests on my chest as I hug him, running my fingers lightly over his freckled shoulder, down his arm and up again.

He’s exhausted and has been asleep for the past ten minutes while I finish up a chapter of a philosophy book.

Setting down my book on the nightstand, I slip off my glasses and settle them on top before reaching to turn off the small reading light on my headboard. Reid stirs as I reposition myself to lay down, and his leg ends up entwined with mine beneath the covers.

I drift off with a smile on my face, knowing that very soon, I’ll be spending all of my nights with Reid wrapped around me.