Page 52 of Whirlwind

He looked up at Master Eric, who was studying his face like he was trying to unlock his mysteries or preserve every moment.

Was he allowed to ask for something, or should he keep quiet? It wasn’t quite something that needed a safe word. Would he be disappointed? Would he want Micah to take it rough? He decided to risk it. “Lube, Sir?”

Master Eric turned away. Was he going to… “Lube up, Ben.”

He heard a chuckle behind him, and the fingers withdrew for a moment.

When he was breached again, it was by something much longer and thicker, though deliciously slick.

On the first thrust, he was sensitive and not-quite-ready. He made himself relax into the sensation.

The straps around his wrists and legs were exquisite when he jerked against him, and he was angled so that the anonymous man behind him, Master Ben, hit his G-spot on every thrust. He’d never felt it like that. Never even knew it could be like that.

Master Ben knew how to work his cock. Micah gulped in air. God, it felt good.

The rough pounding quickly brought him to the edge again. The man was holding nothing back in taking his own pleasure, so holding back his orgasm was almost torture.

Instead, it added to the intensity, layering another level over the tight straps and rough hands that so easily dominated him.

Master Eric’s lips were on his again, and he opened his mouth automatically, letting the Dom ravish him with his tongue, then move up his cheek to suck on his ear. A fistful of hair kept his head anchored firmly in place, adding one more touch of exquisite pain and pleasure to the mix.

“Please, please, please, please.” He heard a voice sobbing, and then realized it was his own. “I’m so close.”

He didn’t think he’d ever had a G-spot orgasm before, but the man behind him was filling him and pounding against him so hard, at just the perfect angle, and he was already so, so ready. “Please, Master Eric.”

The gentle hands caressed his neck and tightened there. It wasn’t anywhere near cutting off his breath, but the exhilarating threat was there. “I love listening to you beg, boy. I love hearing how they’re breaking you down. But I know that you can do it. I know that you can wait for me. When I let you come, I’m going to own you.”

Micah nodded, unable to speak. The sensations wracking his body were almost unbearable. Too much, and not enough. He wanted to forget about everyone else and just let Master Eric fuck him, but that thick cock kept sliding in and out of him, turning him inside out.

And Master Eric’s strong hand was tight at his throat, tethering him again.

He didn’t want to beg again, but he did. “Please, please. Master Eric. Please let me.”

The smirk on Master Eric’s face was both cocky and adoring. “No boy. You’re mine tonight. These guys are just getting you warmed up for me. And you’re going to take it.”

Micah felt his mind swimming away again. It was all too much.

The pressure in his hole was coming faster and faster. The man behind him slapped his ass and he screamed, pressing his neck against Master Eric’s hand.

His breath cut off for a moment and waves and waves of pleasure washed over him. He felt so completely owned and dominated.

“Did you come, boy?” Master Eric’s voice was harsh in his ear, but not angry.

He tried to bring his brain back online in the ocean of sensations sweeping over him. The man was still pounding away at his hole, but he was desperate for more, not overly-sensitive and relaxed.

“N… no, Sir. I d… I don’t think so. It was…” He searched for words, trying to think past the delicious friction inside him.

“I... if I came… it… different, but…” he couldn’t figure out how to describe it and coming up with words was an impossible fight.

He was still desperate and overwhelmed, eager for whatever was coming next. Still so close to the edge.

Master Eric licked at his ear. “Oh, good boy. My very good boy. I’m going to make you feel so good.”

If anything felt better than this, he just couldn’t imagine it.

The man pumping into him sped up, and his body jerked with the effort of holding back.

His cock was sliding over the padded surface, and he knew that if anyone so much as touched it, he would come immediately.