CUM FOR ME, BOY TOY

RYKER'S POV

My heart didn't slow down. The devil was closer now—too close. Fear tangled with desire and I hated how badly I wanted this.

“This isn't romance.” Leonardo said calmly, watching me intently.

“I know.” I breathed, chest tightening.

“You'll belong to me.” He said, meaning each word. “In public, you don't exist. But in private–” He paused, his gaze dropped briefly. “You do.”

His words seeped into my  chest, sharp and burning. Shame and fear flooded my face.

I understood what this was. I knew what I was getting myself into. But I chose to flow with it. As long as it was him, my crush.

“Then, take me.” It escaped my lips before I could stop myself, desire and want flashing in my  eyes.

That was it.

Our  lips met sinfully.

My eyes sparkled before they closed, and I leaned into him. Our tongues clashed, fighting for dominance.

His hands gripped my shoulders, pulling me closer. I gasped when he bit my lip, and I pressed back, wanting more.

The kiss turned rougher and hungrier. The heat in the restroom increased.

I let my  hand explore his muscular physique; his muscles, his back, his hair–

“Keep your slutty hands, boy toy. I handle the touching.” He cautioned hoarsely against my lips.

Boy toy? Jeez! What have I gotten myself into?

Nevertheless, I obeyed, and my  hands fell by my side.

Leonardo's hands moved skillfully, digging into my shirt,  trailing my chest down to my perfectly toned abs in a maddening slow pace.

I shuddered when I felt a twitch in my crotch.

“Hmm..” I couldn't resist the moan.

He smirked, knowingly lingering his hands on the lower part of my abdomen. Gosh! He was doing things to me.

His  lips moved to my neck; biting,licking and sucking.

“Fuck…” I cursed breathlessly, my head fell back in pleasure.

Fuck! I badly wanted to touch him too, to explore his body  just the same way he’s doing

But I dared not, not when he  warned me gainst it.

“Ahhh Fuck.” It left my  lips again when his lips grazed my earlobe softly.

My cock  kept twitching, stretching with need. I  could feel a bulge in my pants.

“Hmm…nardo...”

His body went stiff for a split second. It made me wonder if I just did something wrong. I stared into his eyes, searching for an answer, but his gaze remained blank.

I gulped, trembling slightly.

Then slowly , his hands trailed down to my dick, rubbing the hard monster through my pants.

“Ahhh.” I bit my lips, arching my hips.

Then his hands dipped into my  pants, slipped past my boxers and grabbed my  dick.

It sprang out–hard, erect and veiny.

I watched as his eyes flickered with lust.My heart thumped wildly in my chest. Inwardly, I hoped he found it attractive.

My crush was starring at my dick lustfully! Can today get any better? I thought and my face burned bright crimson.

He moved away from me and fished out lube.

My eyes followed his every move, my Adam’s apple bobbing in anticipation.

He returned back to me and our gaze locked. He applied the lube on my dick, slowly. I shuddered, enjoying the feel of those sexy fingers on it.

My heart raced.

“Ever being touched by a guy?” He asked, unexpectedly.

I bit my lips. How was I supposed to tell him that I wouldn’t even react to another guy’s touch, not because I didn’t feel, but because I was obsessed with him?

I shook my head.

His  eyes twitched with suprise for a brief moment.

“Good.” He muttered coldly.

Good? Why Good?

As soon as his hands began rubbing on my dick, my head went blank.

I rolled my eyes in pleasure.

Then, his hands began the real deal, stroking and rubbing–fast and sensual.

“Arrgh…yeah.” A moan tore through my lips.

“Do you wank?” He asked,  his lips a breath away from mine.

I nodded, vividly recalling how I always masturbated with his pictures.

Oh Geez! I'm a whore!

“Words….” He groaned, rubbing my leaking precum and smearing it on my dick.

The sweet sensation hit me, “Yes.” I  muttered breathlessly.

His lips teased my earlobes, igniting heat within me.

“How did it feel?” He whispered hotly against  my  ear.

“Good.” I muttered.

He smirked. “How does it feel right now?” His lips met with my neck, licking and biting.

“Fucking better.” I cried out, the pleasure was too much to take. He wasn't just pleasuring me with his hands, his voice alone was enough to ruin ten underwear.

While he sucked on my neck, he gave me a hand job, pounding on my balls.

“Hmm…I'm about to–Fuck.” I cursed, whining my hips.

“Cum for me, boy toy.” He whispered lustfully and he increased his pace, stroking harder and rougher.

“Arrghhh…”

“Don't hold back, boy toy.”

“Fuck…ahh…fuck.” I was breathless as my cum shot out onto his palm.

 He gazed at it like a meal he couldn't wait to devour.

My eyes fluttered close as I panted heavily, sweating.

“Eyes on me.” He ordered and I obeyed.

He shoved his hand into his mouth, licking my cum.

My stomach flipped.

“Hmm…healthy.” He mumbled, savoring the taste.

My face flushed. If anyone had told me our first meeting will turn out this way–I won't have believed.

My  heart jiggled with excitement.

I couldn't wait to squeal excitedly into my pillow.

“It's…It's late. I should get going.”  I whispered, biting my lips shyly.

He threw me a sharp, burning stare.

I flinched.

“Get on your damn knees and give me a fucking blow job, boy toy.”