Chapter 25: Delicious Dinner

His steps faltered as we crossed from the garage to the elevator. I pulled him tight against my side, arm locked around his waist, supporting his shaky legs. By the time the elevator doors shut on our floor, he was already breathing hard. I dragged him straight to the bedroom, kicking the door closed behind.

“Baby boy,” I growled, voice thick with hunger, “go put on that red lingerie for me. Just the bottoms—no bra. I want those pretty nipples bare and ready. I’m going to suck and bite them until they’re swollen, sore, and you’re crying from how good the pain feels. Then I’m spreading that ass wide and eating it like the starving man I am.”

Ren’s pupils blew wide. He practically sprinted to the closet, grabbed the lingerie, and disappeared into the bathroom. While he changed, I stripped down to my black boxer briefs, the waistband hanging low on my hips, my heavy cock already straining the fabric obscenely.

He stepped out a minute later—shy but starving, cheeks burning red. The sheer red bottoms clung to him like a second skin, the delicate straps framing his hips and ass perfectly, but his strained and leaking cock ruined any pretense of modesty. It tented the fabric shamelessly, a fat wet spot darkening the front where his precum had soaked through.

“Come here, baby. Let Daddy get a good look at that dripping cock.”

He walked forward on unsteady legs until he stood between my spread thighs. I hooked a finger under one red strap and let it go, stinging him, he moaned throwing his head back and I repeated this two more time before pushing my hands in and tugged his cock free, watching it slap heavily against his stomach, flushed dark and glistening at the slit.

“Ride Daddy’s lap. I want a perfect view of those tits while you grind on me like a desperate slut.”

Ren straddled me eagerly, knees sinking into the mattress on either side of my hips. The second his ass settled over my throbbing bulge, he started grinding—slow, filthy rolls of his hips that dragged his leaking cock against my abs. His head fell back with a broken moan.

I didn’t waste a second. I latched onto his left nipple like a man possessed—sucking hard and deep, pulling the sensitive bud into the wet heat of my mouth. My tongue lashed across it mercilessly while I hollowed my cheeks, nursing it like I was trying to bruise it from the inside. Ren cried out, hips jerking faster. I brought my hand up to his right nipple, pinching the stiff peak between my thumb and forefinger, rolling and tugging it viciously, stretching it away from his chest until the skin went white.

“Fuck.....Kai!” His voice cracked beautifully.

I switched without warning, my mouth attacking the right nipple now, teeth grazing the swollen bud before biting down just hard enough to make him hiss and shudder. I sucked it raw, flicking my tongue rapidly over the abused tip while my fingers tortured the left one—grabbing the breast, pinching, twisting, flicking the sore peak over and over. Both nipples were quickly turning puffy and dark red, glistening with my spit, hypersensitive and begging for more abuse.

I pulled off one with a wet pop only to blow cool air across the soaked, throbbing flesh, then immediately latched on again, sucking harder this time. “These tits are mine baby and I hope I've kept my promise to these perky buds,” I growled against his skin, voice muffled. “Gonna make them so fucking sore you’ll feel every brush of your shirt tomorrow and get hard remembering how Daddy sucked them raw.”

Ren was grinding frantically now, whimpering with every pull and twist. I kept alternating—sucking one nipple until it was swollen and shiny, then pinching and rolling the other until he was shaking. I bit down on the left one, tugging it sharply with my teeth while my fingers brutally twisted the right, stretching it long. He arched hard, a high-pitched moan-cry tearing from his throat.

I finally released his nipple with one last hard suck and looked up at his wrecked face, tearing pooling in his eyes and drool running down. “Look at these pathetic, puffy whore nipples. All red and swollen for me. Bet they hurt so good, don’t they, baby? My perfect little pain slut getting off on having his tits abused.”

He was panting, eyes glassy. I kissed him deep and filthy—tongue fucking his mouth, sucking on his tongue like I’d sucked his tits, until he was gasping for air when I finally pulled back. I trailed wet bites down his jaw to his neck, sucking dark marks while my hand finally found his freed his cock. I pressed my thumb hard into his leaking slit, smearing the endless precum in tight, torturous circles.

His hand wandered down, palming my rock-hard cock desperately. “Baby, tonight’s supposed to be about you—”

He shook his head, voice wrecked. “I want that thick, fat cock stretching my throat open until I can’t breathe and my jaw’s sore for days. I want you to fuck my face like a cheap hole, Daddy. Please.”

I groaned, gripping his hips. “This what real lust looks like on my shy boy? You sure you can handle it, kitten?”

“Yes, Sir.”

I stood, shedding my boxers, and moved to the center of the bed, lying back. “Come here. Ass over my face so you can suck me properly. Can you handle that?”

“Yes, Sir.” He climbed up eagerly, swinging a leg over my head until his perfect ass hovered above my face, that leaking cock and heavy balls dangling temptingly. He leaned down, kissing the head of my cock almost reverently before dragging his hot tongue along the thick vein underneath. Then he took me into his mouth—wet, eager heat enveloping me as his hand wrapped around what he couldn’t swallow.

The first bob of his head made him gag beautifully. The vibration shot straight to my balls. I bucked up, pushing deeper into his throat. With one hand, I yanked the lingerie strap aside, fully exposing his tight, winking hole, round ass cheeks, and dripping cock. I spread him open and used my index finger to run it, and push past the rim a bit before running my tongue slowly up his crack before spearing it inside, pushing past the rim.

Ren cried out around my cock, the sound muffled and delicious. I did it again—deeper, fucking him with my tongue while sucking at his rim. He pulled off for a second, gasping, but I smacked his ass hard. “Did I give you permission to take your mouth off my cock or to speak?”

He whimpered and sank back down, taking me deeper, gagging wetly as I tongue-fucked his hole in earnest. I spread his cheeks wider, licking and sucking noisily, alternating between plunging my tongue inside and lapping at his balls. “You like my tongue in your ass, don’t you? Greedy little hole twitching for more. You can’t wait to get my thick cock splitting you open soon, can you, baby?”

He moaned loudly around me, vibrations making my toes curl.

“You like when I talk dirty to you, huh? Look at you leaking like a pathetic whore. When I cum, don’t swallow. We’re going to kiss. I want to taste myself on your tongue, beautiful filthy flavor and your ruined innocence.”