“Wolly, sometimes I think you forget who your master is.”
Wolly licked his lips, and his heart thudded uncontrollably. “That is something I could never forget.”
Master didn’t move closer, and Wolly felt as if he was going to break whatever spell he was under if he so much as moved an inch.
“Maybe I should help solidify it in your mind. Really show you I’m the master and you’re all mine,” Master said.
Oh, fuck yes. Please. Now. Right here.
Master abruptly moved back, and Wolly’s entire body shook from the loss of contact.
“Wh—”
“Strip,” Master demanded.
Wolly moved instantly, yanking his jacket off and pulling his shirt off.
“You don’t have to tell me twice. I can’t wait to be inside you, Master,” Wolly said, already shoving his jeans down his legs. He looked up, and Master was still fully dressed, his dark brown eyes watching Wolly curiously.
“Oh Wolly, you’re mistaken. This time I’m the one fucking you,” Master said.
Wolly tripped up and fell back on his ass. “You are?” Wolly asked.
Master smirked at him. “Of course.”
Wolly got free of his pants, fully naked as he stood back up, his hand instantly going to his cock. The idea of Master thrusting into him made him even harder. Master arched an eyebrow at Wolly.
“I can’t have my way with you if I’m still fully dressed,” Master said.
Wolly stopped touching himself in favor of touching something so much better. He stared into warm brown eyes that made him want to fall to his knees. He tried going for a kiss, and Master dodged it. Wolly’s stomach felt as if it dropped into a pit.
“You have to start from the bottom and work your way up,” Master said.
He rubbed the pad of his thumb against Wolly’s lower lip. “You can do it, right?”
Wolly flicked his tongue out, catching Master’s thumb. He gave a nod before pulling Master’s shirt over his head. He got the jeans and underwear off in record time. Master stood there naked and looking appetizing as ever. Wolly’s mouth salivated at the idea of tasting every inch of the man before him.
Wolly looked to the empty bed, scooped up Master, and moved them to the bed. Wolly put him down and hovered above him. Their lips were so close, and Wolly so badly wanted to kiss Master, but he would follow orders, even if it pained him to have to wait. He moved down Master’s body slowly, blowing across his light brown nipples and down his torso and over his hard cock.
Wolly picked up Master’s foot and placed a simple kiss to the sole of his feet. Master laughed and tried to pull his foot away.
“That tickles,” Master said.
Wolly planned to worship every inch of Master’s body with his mouth. He met Master’s eyes as he licked up the sole of his foot and up to his ankle. Gone was the laughter, and in its place, his mouth slightly open, little moans slipped out.
Wolly bit down lightly on Master’s calf as he made his way to his inner thigh. He licked and bit along the sensitive flesh. Master moaned, his body arching up a few times as Wolly paid close attention to every spot.
Wolly lifted Master’s other leg, spreading them so he could get to his puckered hole. Wolly didn’t hesitate as he dove, licked, and nipped against Master’s entrance. The cries and moans were music to his ears. He pushed his tongue inside, and Master’s hands held his head in place. Wolly groaned and continued to tongue fuck Master with enthusiasm.
“Oh fuck,” Master moaned out.
He let Wolly’s head go, but Wolly wasn’t done; he wanted more. He made Master cry out a few more times before he stopped rimming him. He moved to Master’s balls, sucking on one and rolling his tongue around it and pulling on it slightly.
“If you keep this up, I’m going to come before I even get to fuck you,” Master said.
Knowing that he could bring Master so much pleasure brought a smile to Wolly’s face.
“Stop grinning like a fool and get up here,” Master said.
Wolly let Master’s balls fall from his mouth and stared pointedly at the cock he hadn’t gotten to just yet. He licked his lips. “But I was just about to get to the best part,” Wolly said.
Master smirked. “Okay—only because you look good with my cock in your mouth.” Master sat up a little. “Before you do, grab the lube and turn your ass this way.”
He passed the lube over to Master, getting on top. Wolly didn’t wait for Master; he went ahead and licked up the bead of precome, groaning and wanting more. He swirled his tongue around the tip before taking all of Master’s cock into his mouth and to the back of his throat. Master’s hips flexed up, and Wolly hummed around the cock in his mouth.
Master’s slender fingers were wet, circling around Wolly’s hole. There was pressure at his entrance before a light sting. Wolly distracted himself, sucking Master’s cock and losing himself in the act.
“It’s tight, but you’re sucking my finger in like you want more,” Master said in awe.
Wolly was feeling good. He balanced himself on one hand and moved his other to his aching cock. He’d just touched it, when Master issued an order.
“Don’t touch your cock again,” Master ordered.
Wolly groaned in agony as Master curled his finger and grazed against his prostate. Just a little touch wouldn’t hurt, but Wolly refrained and instead distracted himself with the cock in front of him. Wolly opened up, taking Master into his mouth. He tried to keep up an even pace, but every time Master’s fingers lightly caressed against his prostate, he would get too distracted.
“I think that’s good enough,” Wolly moaned out.
“Oh, do you want my cock that badly?”
Yes. A shudder racked through Wolly as Master pulled his lubed fingers out of his hole.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Master said.
Wolly moved off the top and went to his hands and knees on the bed. He lowered his chest and head down and spread his legs. Butterflies danced in his stomach. He was both excited and nervous. He wanted it to be good for Master.
“Damn you look so good like this,” Master said.
The compliment went straight to Wolly’s cock. He wiggled his hips. “I bet I look even better with your cock buried deep inside of me.”
Master let out a soft chuckle. “You have a way with words.”
The tip of Master’s cock was nestled in between Wolly’s cheeks, applying pressure to his entrance. Wolly took in a deep breath and relaxed. The pressure built as Master pushed inside of him. There was a slight burn, but Wolly enjoyed it.
“Damn you’re so fucking tight,” Master said breathlessly.
Wolly groaned. “Thank you for the compliment.”
Master chuckled, his forehead pressed in the middle of Wolly’s shoulders. “I feel like you’re going to squeeze my dick off.”
“Oh, and we went out hunting. We almost missed this,” Joker said.
Wolly lifted his head to catch sight of Joker, Gunner, Blade, Smooth, Nyght, and Dox in the bedroom.
“Please tell me we each get this special treatment?” Smooth asked.
Master laughed. He lifted his head and pushed the remainder of his cock into Wolly, stealing his breath away. Wolly groaned, lowering his head back to his arms.