Syed: And if I don't? What are you going to do?
Christian pulled him into his body, their naked chests burning as they crashed into each other. His finger gently traced the small of Syed's back to see him melt before his eyes from his soft touch.
Christian: Turn around.
Syed didn't move. His face wore that smug grin of his, the one that always appeared when he thought he had control. His big eyes danced in the candlelight as he watched Christian's chest rising quickly. He was still panting from his orgasm, still feeling the electricity surging through his body.
Christian: I said, turn around.
His hands found Syed's lean shoulders and spun him around. As soon as his back was facing him he dropped his hands and held Syed's hands behind him. He ran his free hand through his hair, pulling it so his head tilted to the side, exposing his neck. His heavy breath danced over Syed's skin seconds before he crashed his lips down onto him. Unable to control his need to taste him Syed tried to loosen his grasp from behind his back, moaning loudly from the persuasive contact. But all that did was make Christian tighten his grip of him as he gently licked his way up from his shoulder stopping just short of his ear.
Christian: You wouldn't listen, so now you have to be punished.
Syed couldn't believe how titillating he found the thought. Christian, bent over him, punishing him? His cock sprung up higher inside his trousers, tightened to the point of pain. He loved the idea.
Syed: I...
Christian: Shut up. You don't get to say anything. You're mine now. And I'm going to make you beg.
Syed swallowed hard. His voice was deep, low and incredibly lustful as it sizzled through his ear.
Christian: I'm going to tease you so much that you're going to be begging me to fuck you.
Syed: You're not going to fuck me?!
Christian: No, I'm not going to fuck you Sy. I'm going to play with you, play with your cock until you can't take anymore...
His hand traced his over his stomach, making light work of his belt and buttons on his jeans. His hand diving inside his tight boxers to find him hard and ready for him, almost begging him to grasp him firmly. His lips gently brushed his neck, leaving traces of his tongue as he swept it over him.
Syed craned his head back to allow him greater access to his overly-sensitive neck. Willing him to kiss it, bite it, whispering his name as he felt him feasting on his flesh, his teeth sinking in deeply and biting so hard that he felt his blood rise to the surface between his teeth.
Christian couldn't resist the taste of him in his mouth and bit him hard, so hard that he could taste rusty traces of blood through his skin. But he didn't stop and Syed never asked him to. Instead he lost himself as his moans of pleasure spurred him on, wordlessly begging him to go harder.
Syed groaned as he felt his hand leave his cock, smiling as he tugged his trousers and boxers down, and sighed as he felt it him grip him once again. He revelled in the way Christian's fingers slowly dance along his length as his palm slowly stroked him.
Christian: Someone's needy.
Syed wanted him so badly that he could hardly think, breathe or do anything but feel the irresistible need that he sparked in him. He was in his own personal haven each time he was around this man.
Christian had him exactly where he wanted him. He was so engulfed in his touch that he knew he would do anything he asked him to. This was going to be fun.
He let go of Syed's hands, stepped backwards away from him and gently pushed him forward.
Christian: Move.
Syed followed his word and took a small step forward, his cock throbbing. It missed his hands wrapped around it.
Christian: Keep moving.
He gently prodded his back, edging him that little bit closer to the edge of the room, to the sofa but he couldn't resist teasing him in the way.
Syed's body froze the second he felt his hand run down in-between his cheeks, his finger inches away from his opening. His entire body tensed from the feeling, blood pumping through his cock just from his touch.
Christian: Now, get down on your knees
The voice in his ear was dominant, controlling even, and Syed loved it. He loved feeling so powerless to him.
Syed opened his eyes as he knelt down in front of the sofa, his hands resting in front of him. He could feel him behind him, feel the heat from their bodies bouncing back and forth. Christian bent down behind him and glided his hand over his arse, up his back and around to his chest.
Christian: Tell me you want me.
Syed couldn't speak. Christian's hand had made its way down. Syed's cock was being fucked so quickly his breath was catching in his throat.
Christian: Tell me you want me right now.
He could feel Christian's finger circling his opening, teasingly showing him he was just inches away from him. His lips on his back as he gently rubbed him with one hand and massaged his cock with the other. It almost sent Syed over the edge, he could feel himself about to come, feel his cock pulsating in Christian's hand.
Christian: Tell me you want me to fuck you… Say it Syed, say it.
Syed: I'm going to come.
Christian dropped his hand from his cock, releasing him instantly.
Christian: Not yet you're not.
His warm hands moved over his body and gripped his cheeks, squeezing them hard before easing them slowly apart, a warm breath of air blowing between them causing Syed to twitch in anticipation. His loud groans caused Christian to smile wickedly as he moved his mouth towards him.
Christian: Shall I stop?
Syed called out as his breath swept over him, shaking his head quickly, impatiently.
He gasped loudly as he felt the hot wetness of Christian's tongue run along the groove between his buttocks, pausing when it reached the centre and pushing ever so slightly into him.
Syed: Oh fuck,
Christian: All in good time.
Christian smiled as he continued to flick his tongue into him, feeling him buck from the mixture of pleasure and pain. His hand made its way in between Syed's legs and gently stroked his cock, feeling his wetness as he reached his tip. He was desperate to come already.
Syed couldn't take it any more and reached down to his own cock. Pushing Christian's hand away he began to fiercely tug on his own erection, rapidly moving his hand as he felt Christian back away from him.
Syed: Hey, I was enjoying that!
Playfully Christian slapped his arse as he rose to his feet.
Christian: You move and you'll pay. Understand?
Syed closed his eyes and nodded and he heard his footsteps move away. Seconds later he was back, stroking his skin, kissing his cheeks.
Christian: Keep your eyes closed.
There was total silence for a split second before Syed heard it, the sound of a cap being flipped from a bottle and a second after that he shuddered as he felt the cool oily liquid hit his skin.
Christian: Tell me you want me
Syed: I want you.
Christian: Say it again.
Syed: I want you, I need you.
Taking a deep breath he closed his eyes as he felt Christian's finger pushing slowly inside of him, his body opening and stretching, already wanting more.
He felt another dribble of oil run down between his cheeks and then felt himself being stretched further as a second finger was pushed in alongside the first, twisting and turning inside him, making him moan with the intensity of the feeling.
Christian: Do you want more Sy?
Syed: Please
Christian: Can you take more?
Without waiting for his reply a third finger was plunged into him causing his moans to get louder as he slammed his fingers deep into him before pulling them slowly out and then driving them back inside hard, making him grunt with each inward thrust.
Christian couldn't help but reach down and start fucking his own cock as he watched himself fucking him so hard with his hand. He knew that Syed was almost ready to come, his voice echoed around the room with each thrust.
Christian: Sy? Look between your legs.
Syed looked down and saw Christian's hand moving slowly up his own cock, seeing his wet tip oozing slightly as he fucked his arse.
Syed: I want to come.
Christian: How do you ask?
Syed: Please. Please let me come.
Christian drove his fingers harder into him each thrust quicker than the last as he spread Syed;s legs apart, turned himself over and lay underneath him.
Christian: Come in my mouth.
With his arse tightening beyond belief he felt his cock ready and lowered it into Christian's mouth, shooting his come into his mouth as he thrust himself into his mouth, feeling him gag with each lunge into him.
Syed screamed loudly as his relief left him, screamed his name as he felt Christian's mouth squeeze him as he swallowed every last drop of him.
Syed: Fuck babe!
His cock was still in his mouth and he realised that he was now the one in control. Smiling at this twist he spoke slowly and quietly.
Syed: Now, are you going to do what I tell you to?