Chapter 56
“I want another crack at that ass,” I informed him, putting on another condom, and he simply gave me a “yes, sir” and lifted his legs up once more. I already knew the hunger for him was stronger than an addiction.
I called him several days in a row, and each time when I arrived he was nude and lubed up. Even after two full weeks, my cock still raged for his hole. Every moment my penis was inside him was bliss beyond words. During one visit, I realized just how much of my time Danny was taking from me, and it made my pumping get faster. It was a sudden epiphany. Danny hardly ever said a word except “yes,” and yet somehow he’d made me spend all my free time in him. He was the one who wanted to be controlled, but it felt like he had the upper hand. I knew it was my decision, but somehow it didn’t feel like I had a choice whether or not I fucked him.
There were times when Danny definitely did not have a choice. He was on all fours on the mattress, a position that made him more than sore. If he kept saying “yes” to me all the time, he’d have to get used to it. He buried his head in a pillow, trying to muffle his groans. The insides of his ass constricted my dick. I piston fucked him, my hands positioned on his taut, smooth back. I went as fast as his tight asshole would let me, but not as deep as I could. I wanted him to enjoy his lesson in doggy-style.
I felt Danny’s ass tighten further as he came closer to climax. Ever obedient, he clenched his dick and pinched it to keep from coming. His ass was making me close to my own orgasm so I gave him permission.
“Okay, boy, come this time,” I whispered, almost breathless. He always tried to keep from coming. If I wanted to fuck him again later, it would hurt less if he didn’t come, so he tried his best to prevent it. But he couldn’t fight it. He exploded with an enormous and exhausted moan. His muscles squeezed my cock harder with his ejaculation, and I couldn’t help but spill deep inside him.
I pulled out slowly, holding on to the condom. He lay there breathing hard. The rise and fall of the small of his back and his naked ass were already making me horny again.
“God, did you make me sore,” he said.
“How long before your next class?” I asked and stroked his back.
He looked up at the clock and his face fell. “I guess I missed it,” he said with a guilty frown.
“It’s all right. I’m an hour late getting back from lunch now. Just so I could fuck you,” I said, acting like it was his fault. When I called earlier I had told him to go to class, but he insisted he needed to please me. So I told him he was to just unlock the door and ‘be ready’. I ended up topping him for so long he’d missed two of his lectures. To make up for it, I told him I would hold him for a while and talk. I’d tell my boss I had a flat tire.
“Why am I lucky enough to get your ass all the time, Danny?”
He gave me a confused look. “I thought…well…on the phone, you said you were going to fuck my ass, sir. That means I have to give you my ass when you want it.”
“Because I said so?”
“Yes, sir, “he said. He still seemed to be puzzling out his reasons. “I like pleasing guys by giving them what they want, I guess.”
I wondered what the limits of his passivity were. “So if it pleased me to take a hundred dollars from you, I’d get your money, too?”
“Well, no, of course not,” he said. His laugh was shy and adorable. “That’s ridiculous.”
“Right,” I said, “Giving away your money doesn’t do anything for you at all. But getting your butt pumped…”
He laughed, turning red and facing away.
“What I’m trying to get you to admit is that this isn’t all charity work, Danny. You enjoy it when guys fuck you, right?”
“Well, older guys,” he said, grinning, but still not meeting my eyes.
My dick stirred, knowing I might be getting something the snobby young preps at Zayre couldn’t have. “What about all the guys on campus? I’m sure they’re after that tail, too.”
Before he could answer, his door whipped open. A tall, thin man, about my age, barged in and did a double take when he saw me.