Boy Aidan, Chapter 1: The Grooming
Stripping Aidan of his underwear, I saw his beautiful round ass, lightly covered with dark hair. Even his cock, tucked away in his shorts, became exposed and available to my gaze, revealing its thickness and growing size. He was nervous and timid toward my endeavoring hand, but he did not back away. I carefully moved past his shyness, opening him up and revealing every hidden inch of his body. He was absolutely perfect.
I needed to see how he reacted to being groped and teased. I played with his nipples and tugged on his testicles, listening to him make sweet music with his moans as I strummed him like an instrument. His back arched and his neck extended, contorting against my body as my long arm moved over his torso and loins. He wanted more. He didn’t know how to ask for it, but everything in his response begged to be used.
I turned him on his back, propping his legs up and apart as I oiled his hole. It was so warm and tight. I couldn’t be sure, but everything from the look in his eyes to the tension in his anus told me this was his first time. Not just being turned into a possession, but being opened up. I tried to hide my excitement, seeing his gaze meet mine and study me for a sign of what was to come next.
I took my favorite toy to his hole, feeling it slide around and kiss the mouth of his anus. His body was resistant, scared and unsure of how to take something inside. I pressed a hand on his chest, trying to calm him like he was a scared animal. It helped. I saw his body begin to relax, yielding to my power. As one hand held him in place, the other slid the toy slowly into his hole, breaking past his sphincter and into his gut.
I worked the toy in his hole as I stroked his member. It hung between his legs tempting me to tug at it. My slick, oiled hands slid over his shaft, bringing him closer and closer to ecstasy with each stroke. He didn’t want it to stop–and frankly, neither did I. But my own desire to see him climax was more powerful than his to withhold.
I picked up the pace, pumping his hole with the toy as I mirrored the motion in the front. Suddenly, his breathing picked up and I could see him ready to explode. Leaning my head down, I brought my lips to his cock, feeling his sweet, youthful fluid pour into my mouth, feeding me the nectar of his loins as he erupted again and again.
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