Page 23 of Dark Possession

Jesse shuddered and blushed. “Not yet...but soon,” he tacked on hastily. No other man would have allowed him such liberties.

“You require much patience, my little bird,” Toran said with a long, theatrical sigh that Jesse knew he didn’t really mean.

Jesse leaned up and brushed their lips together. “How can I make it up to you?”

Dark eyes moved over his body and a large hand smoothed over his thigh, “You can wear the lace.”

He knew Toran was referring to the lacy nightgown buried deep in the bottom of the second drawer down. Jesse had never worn that one. He liked the soft cotton one, and there were times he’d worn nothing at all to bed, but never the lace. Never such temptation. His heart fluttered wildly.

“Alright.”

He moved to stand and Toran released him with a small pat to the bottom. Jesse’s face felt on fire as he retrieved the skimpy negligee and padded over behind the screen to change into it. The lace was tight over his hips and thighs, but sagged over his skinny chest. It showed everything and nothing at the same time.

The force of Toran’s hot look when he emerged was enough to stop him in his tracks. He felt it in his gut and it knocked him breathless.

“Come closer,” Toran commanded, and Jesse obeyed. He stepped forward and stopped just within the big man’s reach, hesitant. Toran slowly slipped his huge hand up the back of his thigh, lightly across the curve of his buttocks, and then up into the hollow of his back where he pressed forward and forced Jesse to come stand between Toran’s outstretched thighs.

He looked him up and down, his eyes following the length of his body until their eyes met, Toran smirked and Jesse realized that they were both hard. His chubby cock strained embarrassingly against the white lace, the tip flushed and red and wet. It made him wonder what Toran thought of him and he shifted his feet anxiously.

"Take it off." Toran’s voice was deep and commanding, and it shook his confidence.

"You don't like it?"

"Yes," he said slowly, "but if you don’t take it off right now, there is a good chance I am going to tear it off and I would very much like to see it on you again some day."

Jesse felt a little thrill run through him. Toran looked very stern, and the way his eyes took him in was intense and focused. He looked...determined. The now-familiar excited fear made the boy’s hands tremble imperceptibly as he pulled the fabric from his shoulders and let the gown slip easily to the floor. He stood there naked as Toran leaned back and watched him. Jesse had to fight the urge to cover his crotch. It was as nerve-wracking as it was spine tingling to be standing like this in front of him, so exposed and obviously aroused by it. Jesse felt the movement of his eyes on his groin poignantly.

Finally Toran stood, looming over him. One hand went to Jesse’s backside, not squeezing, just giving a gentle pressure that made Jesse push forward into the other hand that was cupping his dick.

“My beautiful wife,” Toran crooned into his ear, “do you know what I’m going to do to you now?”

“What?” Jesse gasped as Toran growled and bit his ear.

“I’m going to eat out your pretty little pussy and fingerfuck you until you beg me to cum.”

The words were shocking and uncharacteristic. Toran was talking dirty to him. The strangled noise that made its way out of Jesse's throat was barely human. Toran guided him over to the bed and pushed him face first onto it. “On your knees baby, hands on your bottom. I want you to hold yourself open for me."

Jesse nodded and did as he was told. With his flushed cheek against the bed, he let Toran lift his hips up in the air so he'd settled on his knees. Jesse felt humiliated, face down, ass up, legs spread with his hole exposed and cock weeping between his thighs. It did nothing to dampen his arousal. His loins twitched when he felt Toran's warm breath on the backs of his thighs, and he moaned when Toran's teeth sank into the round flesh of his buttock.

When two strong hands gripped his hips, he couldn’t keep the tremble out of his limbs because he knew what was coming next. Toran always held him still because of the way Jesse would buck away at the first touch of his hole. He was so sensitive and it was always just so shocking to him.

Even though he knew what was coming, his back still arched when Toran buried his face between his cheeks, ran his tongue up over Jesse's perineum and into his hole.

“Gnngh!” Jesse grunted inarticulately into the covers as Toran spent untold minutes like that, tongue flattened out and rasping over his tender hole again and again until every nerve was singing. Jesse was absolutely helpless to control any of the undignified noises coming out of him. He buried his face into the pillow beneath him to stifle his whimpers as Toran speared him with his tongue, over and over again, practically fucking him with it. As he ate him out, he rubbed his stubble against the smooth cheeks of the boy's ass until Jesse’s cleft felt raw.

One hand left Jesse’s hips and a finger dipped into him. It went easily to the first knuckle, then was pushed through the silky resistance inside him until it was as deep as it could go. Toran drew his finger back out, and then thrust two in the very next time. The burn was intense and made his hole clench. Jesse whimpered at the pain, but it was instantly forgotten when Toran began massaging that particular spot inside him. They had discovered it together and neither knew exactly what it was, only that it made Jesse cum like a freight train, gasping and moaning and twitching, and it only got more sensitive the more it was touched. Toran always found it easily, and once he did, he was merciless every time. He pressed hard on it, running his tongue around where his fingers were buried inside of Jesse. Pleasure so intense it was almost painful sparked behind Jesse’s eyelids.

“Nnngh! Ah! Ah!!!”

“Mh?” Toran replied, his voice muffled by Jesse’s ass. Jesse wailed when Toran reared back and bit him on the curve of his bum, hard enough to bruise. He never stopped fucking him with his fingers. The force of each penetration combined with the tightness of Jesse’s ass and the wet saliva around his ring created a slurping sound on each withdrawal. It was filthy and it made Jesse’s cock ache.

Toran drew his fingers out suddenly and left Jesse feeling empty. He held his breath as he heard Toran get to his feet behind him. Was he going to-

“I’m going to cum on your ass, and then I’m going to shove it up your cunt with four of my fingers. Now hold that pretty hole open like a good girl.”

Jesse groaned at the humiliating words and his dick positively throbbed. He wanted so badly to touch it, but he couldn’t. His grip on his bottom had slipped until his fingers were only resting lightly on the cheeks. He strained to dig his fingers into the cleft and part his buttocks so Toran could see his asshole better. He could feel it winking in the air, Toran’s eyes fixed intently on the soft red gape of his insides. He was a little afraid; Toran had only ever penetrated him with three fingers, but he wanted it anyway. Wanted it to hurt and for Toran to push him through it into pleasure, like he always did.

“Please,” Jesse begged. His knuckles were white where they were gripping the fat flesh of his rear.