Page 40 of Worth the Risk

“Is this crazy?” Landon lifted up and wrapped his hand around Gregory’s cock, impaling himself on it. Gregory was still slick with lube and cum, his cock slipping inside with little resistance. Landon lowered himself around Gregory and rocked back, bracing his hands on Gregory’s thighs.

“Probably,” Gregory rasped.

Landon used Gregory’s cock to stretch his hole. “Is this out of line?” he asked, “Did I step out of turn?”

Gregory’s eyes rolled back in his head and he shook it against the pillow. “Ground rules.”

Landon hummed an agreement. “We should have those.”

He made a loose fist around his cock and fucked himself through it with every pump against Gregory’s thighs.

“When are you in charge?” Landon asked, clenching his muscles around Gregory’s cock.

Gregory opened his eyes and stilled Landon’s movements with his hands. “Always.”

Landon cocked his head to the side and let go of his dick, placing his hands palm up on his thighs in a show of submission.

“When do I call you Sir?”

“Whenever you want, and whenever I tell you to.” Gregory arched his back, thrusting his cock up into Landon’s ass.

“I like the sound of that, Sir.” Landon’s cock jerked against his stomach as Gregory took control and pounded him from below.

“You don’t come without permission. Ever,” Gregory grunted the instruction. “You don’t even touch your cock if I haven’t told you it’s okay.”

Landon’s cock leaked in reply.

“Tell me you understand.”

Gregory pounded him faster and harder. Landon grabbed Gregory’s thighs with his hands to balance himself.

“I understand, Sir.” His balls had drawn up tight against his body and tingled with electricity.

“Your cock is mine.” Gregory grasped Landon’s cock in his fist and pinched his head. Landon cried out, and his orgasm doubled in readiness. “Your cum is mine.”

“Yes, Sir,” Landon panted. Sweat trickled down his temple, and he shook it away.

“You’re close,” Gregory observed. Landon’s channel pulsed and tightened in reply.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Does it hurt yet?” Gregory skirted his hands up Landon’s ribs to his chest and grabbed a nipple in each hand, tugging then twisting.

“Fuck,” Landon’s nipples tightened into hard, painful points and his cock was oozing precum out of his slit. He trembled with restraint, eyes slammed shut. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good.” Gregory twisted his nipples again then curled his hands around Landon’s shoulders, picking him up and slamming him down on top of his cock.

Landon clenched his jaw and his orgasm readied itself. He waged a war with himself, unwilling to let Gregory down by coming without approval.

“Open your eyes and look at me.” Gregory’s voice was deep and sounded like it had been dragged across sandpaper.

Landon forced his eyes open and looked down at Gregory. His stare was hooded and hungry, and locked on Landon’s face.

“Watch the way you make me come,” Gregory grunted, pumping his hips three more times upward then releasing. Landon could feel it, the spurts of heat that coated his insides and the throb of Gregory’s dick as he filled Landon.

A feral sounding growl unrolled from Gregory’s throat and he jerked, the last of his release spilling into Landon. “Come.”

One word and Landon was there. Over the edge. His cock erupting and covering his and Gregory’s stomachs.