Page 10 of Vigilante Twink and the Cop

Mouth still working my cock, Lennox’s hand caresses up my thigh. His fingers drift to my hole, and find the plug I’ve been wearing all evening. I left the loft with it in. I was dancing with it in. I could feel it inside me when I was flirting with Lennox and telling him I was a bottom.

He makes a deep noise of appreciation. A low rumbling sound that vibrates around my cock and causes me to gasp.

He tugs on the butt plug, and I moan. His head bobs up and down on my cock, soft lips forming a tight seal and giving amazing friction and pressure, all while he teases me with the butt plug, tugging, pushing, wriggling. Fucking me with it while he sucks my brains out of my cock.

My orgasm is building and building. Gathering force like a hurricane.

With a depraved sounding pop, Lennox pulls the plug out of me, leaving my ass empty.

I whimper a protest, and two broad fingers slid into me. My eyes roll back. My fingers twist in the sheets. Oh fuck me, that feels so much better than the plug.

My legs spread even wider. My hips lift off the mattress. He ignores my wordless pleas and continues to slowly, diligently fuck me with his fingers while treating my cock like his favorite lollipop.

He works a third finger in, stretching me exquisitely. Sparks flash behind my eyelids. My balls tighten and lift. A heavy sensation grows at the base of my cock.

Suddenly, everything stops. There are no lips around my cock. No fingers in my ass. No Lennox at all.

I open my eyes and blink. How does focussing work? I don’t seem to be able to remember.

I blink again, and Lennox swims into view. Standing naked by the foot of the bed, holding his trousers up and rummaging in the pocket. He pulls out a condom, drops the trousers.

He flashes me a grin. Then he places the foil wrapper between his teeth and rips it open. I watch transfixed as he holds the base of his very hard cock with one hand. He rolls the condom down his length with swift, sure movements. His fingers are nimble and his hands are large and strong.

I swallow thickly. I think I nearly shot my load just from watching him put a condom on.

He opens a sachet of lube. Smears it almost nonchalantly over his condom covered cock. He must have felt how much lube I shoved up myself for the butt plug to keep in place, so he’s clearly a man who believes that there is no such thing as too much lube, and I wholeheartedly agree.

He climbs back onto the bed, causing it to dip. His eyes are still kind, and it makes a different kind of heat flush through me.

He kneels between my spread legs. Picks my legs up and places them on his shoulders, bending me nearly in half.

He notches his cock against my wet and open, waiting hole. He pauses, looks me in the eye.

“Okay?” His voice is hoarse.

“Okay!” I agree, and then realize that it’s true. This is very, very okay. It’s not a chore or something to endure. It’s wonderful.

Lennox holds my gaze. His hips move,pushing his cock slowly inside me. Easing himself in gently, carefully. Taking his time. Prolonging the stretch and burn.

It’s a taunt and a tease. A torment of the most incredible kind. Inch by slow inch I’m stuffed and filled until he is all the way in.

He pauses, breathing heavily. Allowing my insides to adjust.

I concentrate on breathing and fighting the urge to move my hips and fuck myself on his cock. He clearly knows what he is doing, and I’m very happy for him to take the lead.

Suddenly he moves. A gentle, barely there shift of his hips, a tiny slide out and a small glide in. Rubbing deliciously inside me. I cry out and see stars.

He thrusts. A bigger movement this time.

He changes the angle ever so slightly and thrusts again. Then he adjusts his position and thrusts again. His eyes are fixed on mine.

I gave him a sultry look and make a pleased sound. But what is he doing?

Lennox alters my position by the slightest of fractions. His cock pulls out a little, pushes back in. He kneels closer, pushing himself deeper.

He thrusts.

Fireworks explode in my mind. My lungs stutter and an unholy wail pours out of me. My entire body undulates, tries to lift off the bed to meet him.