Page 93 of Forgotten Prejudice

“Two.” He dropped one finger down. “I love being told what to do. It gets me off.” He spoke with a straight face. “So be filthy with me. Use me for your own pleasure. Make a mess out of me.”

It was the first time I’d heard Ash, my sweet and innocent Ashy, say such dirty things, and it was fucking amazing.

Wrapping my fingers around his ankle, I grinned at him, then moved my hand down my torso and unzipped my pants. Going commando, my cock sprang free, and Ash’s eyes locked on it.

“So what are you waiting for?” I drawled, gripping the base of my cock. “Lie the fuck down.”

Ash’s eyes darkened before he slowly lowered himself down. I got rid of my pants and then moved to hover above him. Holding myself in a push-up position, I aligned my hard dick with his face, my dripping tip brushing over his tempting lips.

“Open up,” I rasped, my muscles tensing with anticipation.

With his eyes facing my groin, Ash parted his lips.

“Stick out that tongue.”

He did, and I grinned like a maniac because, shit, he was so obedient. I then thrust my hips forward, pushing my cock into his mouth in a hard shove. He didn’t gag, and so I thrust deeper until I hit the back of his throat.

“Fuck me, who knew my best friend’s mouth was made to take a cock so perfectly?” I grinned, thrusting in and out of his mouth, my balls slapping against his chin as I used his throat as my personal sex toy.

With his lips stretched around my dick and his hands on my thighs, he let out a choked groan.

“Fuck, you’re a little slut, aren’t you?”

He moaned around me, and I held myself still with my dick buried down his throat. I knew he couldn’t breathe, but that was the fun part. His fingers dug into my flesh, and he gagged around me. I withdrew at once, and Ash gasped for air, but I didn’t let him rest. I was pumped as fuck, my dick harder than ever before.

Grabbing his shoulder, I flipped him to his stomach and pulled his trunks down, revealing one hell of a gorgeous ass.

“Look at that,” I growled, ghosting my palm over his flesh. “What a fine little ass you’ve got there.”

“K-Kai.” He panted my name beautifully, so I rewarded him by slapping his perky butt, the sound mixing with his deep moan.

“Get on all fours for me,” I said, and he did.

“F-Fuck,” he cried once I grabbed his heavy dick, which hung between his firm thighs, begging to be milked.

“You work out a lot, don’t you?” With his dick in my fist, I took my time, eyeing his perfect body. “Got such nice muscles. Bet all the ladies in the gym are drooling over you.”

He tried moving his hips to get the friction he so desperately craved, but I only squeezed him harder until he groaned with frustration.

“If only they knew you only like getting it and not giving. Right?” I snorted, my voice dripping with the self-satisfaction of having him this needy.

He glanced at me over his shoulder, face red, eyes glossy. “Kai, please.”

“Please, what, Ashy?” I pretended to frown, still not moving my hand.

“My cock,” he breathed out, his voice hoarse. “Touch it, make me come.”

“What’s the rush?”

His face twisted with pain, actual pain, gifting me with such a divine expression. But it was still not enough, and only after his body physically shivered did I begin stroking his rigid cock. Ash cried loudly, not being modest about letting his voice out, while I stroked him fast and hard, using his precum as lube.

“You’re creating such a mess,” I laughed and moved my free hand to his ass. “But I bet you can’t come without having this pounded.” I circled his pink hole with my finger, my mouth going dry at the sight. “I’m right, aren’t I?” I pressed my thumb to his entrance. “You can’t come unless you got a dick deep down that pretty little hole of yours.”

“F-Fuck,” he cried, dropping his head down.

Just as I imagined, he was smooth down there as well. It was definitely hot, but I wouldn’t mind a bit of hair. “Jesus, Ashy, even your balls are smooth as fuck.” I licked my lips, loving how heavy and full his sack was. Yeah, I had a thing for my best friend’s nuts, apparently. “You shaved just for me?” I nudged his balls, and he swore under his breath, his body quivering with need.

I was just as desperate to be inside him, so I dropped my hands from around his body and reached for my duffle bag. While packing, I’d allowed myself to dream of something like this happening and packed a bottle of lube and some condoms just in case. Praising myself for my smart decision, I pulled the supplies out and aligned myself behind him.