Page 82 of Game Misconduct

Tanner groaned and let his head fall back. He’d had a lot of really fucking hot sex in his life but there was something about bossy Leif that got to him.

“Then what?” he asked, looking at the screen again. “What would you do if I was there with you?”

“I’d fuck you open with two of my fingers.” Leif nodded and Tanner started to fuck himself slowly with the toy. He wasn’t sure if he wanted Leif to bark at him not to or tell him to keep going but he definitely wasn’t mad when Leif just nodded approvingly.

“I’d kiss you all over while I opened your hole up. Your neck, your jaw, your pecs …”

“Oh fuck,” Tanner whispered. “Yeah, bite my nipples.”

Leif kept going and Tanner did his best to keep his eyes open as Leif touched himself while he told Tanner all that he wanted to do to him. It wasn’t easy. The combination of Leif’s voice and the pressure of the toy inside him were driving him crazy. He wanted to go hard, faster, but every time he tried, Leif reminded him to go slow.

“Look at me,” Leif said at one point and Tanner fluttered his eyes open to stare at Leif. “Pull the toy out.”

“What? No! Why?” Tanner asked, confused and frustrated but Leif just stared at him.

Tanner groaned but did as he was told, watching on the screen as his hole winked closed after a moment.

“Look at me again, Tanner.”

He lifted his gaze to meet Leif’s.

“Listen to me. When I tell you to, I want you to push that toy in you as hard and fast as you can take it. And then I want you to fuck yourself with it. Don’t hold back. Imagine it’s me fucking you like that. And when I tell you to, turn on the vibrator and come. You understand?”

Tanner nodded frantically. “Yeah. Yeah.” He repeated it back as well as he could remember.

Leif gave him a slow smile and there was something so hot about it Tanner felt sweat break out on his forehead and the back of his neck. “Good. Do you need more lube?”

“Probably a little,” Tanner admitted. He’d packed the water-based kind that dried a little more quickly.

“Do that now.”

Tanner did, trying not to squirm on the bed. He fucking needed something. A hand on his cock, the toy in his ass. Something.Anything.

When he was in position again, Leif gave him an approving nod. “Now, fuck yourself.”

Tanner moaned loudly, fucking the toy into himself hard and fast like Leif had told him to. The toy grazed his prostate with every thrust and heat spiraled quickly through him, his whole body shaking as he tried to hold back.

“Leif,” he choked.

“Keep going.”

Tanner watched greedily as Leif stroked himself, fucking up into his fist.

“Your cock,” he blurted out. “Fuck Ineedit.”

“Keep fucking yourself,” Leif rasped. “I’m almost there. I want us to come at the same time.”

Tanner shivered and kept going. He bit his lip as he drove the toy in harder and faster. Leif sped up too, his hand flying over his cock.

“Can you come this way without touching your cock?”

“Yeah, yeah, I think so,” Tanner said, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

“Then no touching yourself.”

“Oh my God,” Tanner said. “Please, fuck, please … c’mon I need this. I need it so bad?—”

“Now!” Leif said and Tanner fumbled for the button on the base of the toy.