Ch 54-Torture
JPOV
He leans back on his elbows holding the sides of the table watching me as I bend over and lick his cock. I suck on the tip as I move a chair up and sit down. He is at the perfect height for what I have planned. I move closer to him staying seated as I rub my hands on his thighs again.
He smiles at me as I trail my eyes up his body to his face. I lean in and kiss his balls as I push his legs apart. He opens them as wide as he can, holding them in the air. I pull one egg in my mouth running my tongue all over it then move to the other. He takes sharp inhales and the exhales are just as hard. I smile and pop it out of my mouth and hear a faint 'fuck'.
I look up and his is lying flat fisting his hair. I smile as I push his legs back towards his chest and he looks down at me and slips his hands behind his knees.
"You ok like this?" I ask as I kiss his wedding rings.
"Yeah."
"If you need to change position say so, I won't be mad."
"I will when I need to, promise. I'm fine for now."
I wink at him as I lower my head back down. I rub my nose against his balls and along his dick as he huffs a breath that makes me chuckle. I stroke his ass and thighs for a few minutes as I lick right behind his balls and get a 'oh shit!' groan. I keep making circles with the tip of my tongue, gliding it to the very edge of his balls down to the edge of his star. I take my time and smile at all the sounds and words he says even the non-coherent ones, those I love best.
His legs are shaky, but I keep going not really licking or sucking where he wants. When I feel I have tortured him enough I slowly, oh so slowly, pull his cheeks apart as I grab his ass. I run the flat of my tongue over his beautiful pink star and it twitches like I knew it would. I swirl, twirl and lick all over his ass getting him as wet as I can.
I pull back and watch as I rub lightly first one thumb then the other going back and forth between them on the sides of his asshole loving seeing it pucker and relax. I blow softly on his wet hole and he nearly comes off the table. I shift my right hand inward a little to run the pad of my thumb completely over it touching as light as possible.
My torturing of him is answered with a scream of 'FUCK!' and his back arching off the table. I ease up on him letting him catch his breath. When he is lying flat again I look at his cock I have been neglecting and it is a deep reddish-purple and leaking pre-cum like a faucet. I smile at the sight and lean in sucking on the head lightly enjoying the taste. I lick down the underside of his shaft over his balls and start flicking my tongue fast, but lightly over his twitching star.
"FUCK! STOP! PLEASE STOP!" he screams out.
I stop and stand up looking at him, he is panting so hard I would have thought his was hyperventilating if I didn't know better and his legs are shaking just as hard. I pull his legs from his hands and hold them for him as he calms down.
"Sorry, I couldn't take it anymore," he says looking up at me. I smile and wink at him.
"Can we move to the bedroom? I want to try something," I ask as I lower his legs. He nods smiling and I help him off the table.
I hold his hand as we walk to the room and sit him on the edge of the bed and suck him as I try and undress. I slowly suck him as I look up seeing him take his shirt off. He grabs the back of mine pulling it and I release him from my mouth to let him take it off. I stand and he removes my shorts and boxer briefs.
I grab a towel from this morning that's in the chair and step back to the nightstand and grab the lube. He watches not say anything until he sees the lube and he swallows hard. I know he thinks we are going to have sex, but we aren't and I have to let him in on that before he worries too much.
"We aren't having sex, I want to try something. I don't want to cause any friction ok?" I ask looking him in those gorgeous green eyes.
He scrunches his brows as I crawl past him placing a kiss on his cheek as I go and lie down in the middle of the bed with the towel under my ass. I open the lube and coat my cock in it as he watches.
"Come here," I say pulling on his arm.
He moves over next to me and I have to figure out how to do this.
"Lay on your side facing the bathroom," I tell him and he does.
I pull him tight to my chest wrapping my left arm under him around his chest to pull him on top of me. I hook his right leg over my mine and hold him tight as I roll on to my back bringing him on top of me. I open my legs letting his fall between mine.
"I need to move my dick from between us. Lift your hips with your feet against the bed."
He lifts up enough for me to point my dick down as he lowers down again. He hasn't said anything and I am a little concerned until he says, "Ohhhh."
I wiggle my hips trying to get between his cheeks better and he must realize it because he pulls his cheeks apart and moans as my dick rubs against his ass and balls better. He grabs both my hips holding us both still as he takes deep breaths. I run my hands over his sides and chest as he calms down.
"I wanted to reverse our position and feel your weight on me like this."
"Oh God!" he moans out as I pinch and twist his nipples while slowly rocking my hips up and down.
My dick sliding between his ass cheeks feels good. I just run my hands over his body as much as I can as we slowly rock. He lays his head back on my shoulder allowing me to kiss and lick his neck, shoulder and ear. I lightly rub my fingertips over his gorgeous cock that is leaking just for me.
"Please stroke me I need your hands on me," he says a little breathless as he brings both his hands over our heads into my hair.
"You feel so good, I love you," I tell him as I finally palm the head of his cock and lube my hand in his pre-cum.
"I love you too, oh babe please," he pants turning his head to try and kiss me.
"Stroke that hard cock for me, hard and fast," I order as I put my left hand on his jaw turning him to kiss him better as the right holds his hip.
We kiss as he pumps his cock and I move my hands to hold his hips lifting and pulling him against me as I rub my dick against his ass and balls. The head of my cock glides past his balls and his finger brushes it making me moan. We stop kissing as we both pant and moan.
"Fuck, you feel so good like this. I want to make love like this sometime if I'm not too heavy on you," he gets out making my dick feel harder.
"Yes…yes…fuck…gonna…cum," I grunt out trying to hold off as long as I can.
"Cum love I want to feel you shoot all over my dick and balls."
That sends me over, I cum just as my dick pushes past his balls feeling them rub one on each side. He feels cum hit his hand and he grabs the head of mine and squeezes it to his as he cums. We both finish cumming, as he strokes gripping us both.
We just lay like we are coming down from our high together. I wrap both my arms around him with my hands on his stomach. He links his fingers through mine. We just stay like this for a while relaxing and holding each other.
"Let me up, I know I have to be heavy on you like this," he says trying to move.
"No, you aren't heavy. I like this way, we can move and touch more than if we are on our stomachs," I whisper in his ear tightening my arms around him.
I let him up after a few minutes and he crawls off the bed grabbing the other towel from the chair and wipes off. He uses the towel under me to clean me up. I sit at the edge of the bed to get up, but he stops me with his hand on my shoulder.
"Let's use wipes and clean up a little. What are we going to do today?" he asks as hands me a wipe to clean up while he does.
"We can go swimming for a while and lay out on the beach to talk unless you want to do something else," I offer as I stand up.
"Getting in the water sounds good," he says grabbing our trunks from the bathroom. "We will need to wash these tonight," he comments handing me mine.
"I know; we will have to make sure our clothes are washed before we leave. When are we leaving?" I ask realizing I didn't know our schedule.
"We leave on Thursday morning to go to Amarillo; Saturday morning to go to Chicago then home from there Sunday evening. We end up in Seattle and I need to text dad to have us a limo waiting to drive us home," he says as we head to the dining table to clean up breakfast.
"Sounds good, we didn't really talk about where to go first, you ok going to Amarillo then Chicago?" I ask picking up the dishes as he goes to the sink getting a rag for the table.
"I think it was easier to plan this way than Chicago first. The flight to Chicago would have been longer and we might have had to leave earlier than Thursday. I don't mind going to Amarillo first; I really didn't have a plan made. I just wanted us both to go and it didn't matter where we went first."
EPOV
We clean the dishes and put them away and I find a cooler. I put ice in it from the ice maker and grab us bottles of water. I find some crackers putting them in the cooler on top of a bowl of fruit and veggies. I grab him a soda and cheese to have with some of the crackers and I grab a few forks and paper towels.
I get everything ready as he uses the bathroom. I check my phone as I wait for him to finish. I have a message from mom and dad. I send dad one on the limo for Sunday. He comes out of the bathroom as I open mom's message.
"Mom sent a message, um, it says 'Boys everything is going good with the house. I sent pictures to Edward's email on what we have done so far. If you want anything changed let me know. Have a good trip and if you need anything just call. Love, mom.' I have one from dad too, 'I hope everything is going good. If you need anything call. Love, dad.' I sent him one about a limo for the ride home," I say as he walks up holding his phone.
"Rose sent a message 'Thanks boys, you don't know how excited I am working with Peter and Charlotte. Love you both.' Em must be going crazy by now."
"If he isn't than he must be sick," I laugh as I set my phone aside and grab the cooler. "We need towels."
"I'll get them and meet you on the deck," he says with a smile and wink heading to our bathroom.
I take the cooler and walk out on the deck. I look around and find a beach umbrella and grab it.
"Let's go," he says coming out with a big dimpled grin.
"What are you up to?" I ask a little leery of how he is smiling.
"Nothing, just want to see you wet so I can ogle you," he gives me a kiss then runs off toward the beach.
We both are shirtless, but I am wondering if he grabbed shirts anyway. I laugh watching him acting like a kid. We both are still kids in a sense, but seeing him this happy makes me happy too. We need this just as much as we need each other. I love him so much that even being childish with each other is perfect.
"Help me set up this umbrella," I holler at him as he stands at the shore line letting the water wash over his feet.
"I love this, it's so warm! I'm going to miss this place," he says walking back to me.
"We can come back next summer and stay longer if you want," I offer as we set up the umbrella.
As I unroll the towels a bottle of lube falls out with two shirts.
"Wishful thinking?" he asks as I look over at him.
"We'll see. Come here and let's put lotion on so we don't burn while in the water," I chuckle as I grab some sun block.
We work together making sure we both are covered in sun block to keep us from getting burnt. We laugh as we run to the water. We swim around laughing and diving after each other for quite a while. We end up in water around mid-chest deep holding each other just looking into the other's eyes. I lean in and kiss him.
"Ready for something to snack on?" I ask pecking his lips.
"If it's you then yes," he licks my lip as he pushes his cock to mine knowing we both are hard.
"Maybe later, I brought out snacks unless you want to go in and eat."
"Ok, let's eat."
We get under the umbrella and I grab the cooler taking out the food. He starts opening the fruit container as I open the crackers. We set up everything and feed each other.
"You want water or soda?" I ask grabbing a bottle of water.
"Water, it's too hot for soda."
I hand him a bottle as he feeds me a piece of fruit. We eat and drink just watching each other and looking out at the water.
We are sitting with his right side by my left holding hands.
"Do you want crackers and cheese? I brought some out for you," I ask as I pull the cheese out.
"Thanks. I know you said dairy was an item you need to avoid, but what does that cover exactly?" he asks as I lift a cheese covered cracker to his mouth.
"Nearly everything; if I eat it in moderation it doesn't bother me too much, but that and fatty foods aren't a good mix. We won't be avoiding foods I can't or shouldn't eat; you don't have to do without on account of me. We can work on making adjustments and have what we both want or need."
"I don't want you to have to watch me eat things you can't, it doesn't seem fair or nice," he says looking over at me.
"I don't see it that way. Remember I have had to watch what I eat for years and until recently when I knew I was slacking and caused my own problem. I know that neither you nor our friends realized how I ate, I ordered what I knew was safe and brought snacks from home to help with lunches at school," I tell him squeezing his hand.
"I know this is something you don't like to talk about, but thank you for telling me and letting me help too. I mean, that you don't feel you need to hide anything. I want us to be open and know that we can talk to each other."
"Me too. Now, what are we going to do?" I ask placing a light kiss to his lips.
"We are going to lie here and enjoy the day. I just want to lie here with you," he says lying down pulling me down too.
"Let me put the rest of the food away," I say before I lie down with him.
He is lying with his hands behind his head watching me. I look over at him and wink and smile at him. He is so damn hot just lying there. I have to bite my lip to keep from attacking him out here in the open.
"What is that look for?" he chuckles bringing his hand to rub my thigh.
"What look?" I play innocent.
"Oh no you don't, I seen you biting your lip, what's it about?" he asks moving up on his right elbow sliding his left hand up my side.
I turn to him shifting to lower us both down on the towel. I lay to his right side grazing my hand over his chest.
"I am trying to keep us PG out here, we don't need to get caught doing anything," I whisper as I tweak his nipple.
"Damn it! Don't start what you won't finish," he grunts as he grips my bicep tight.
"I never said I wouldn't finish, I said we can't do it out here."
He pulls me down to kiss me licking my bottom lip while I suck on his top one. We make out rolling back and forth just keeping our bodies in contact. We lick body parts, suck nipples, and palm each other almost getting carried away. I slow us down when I am finally on top again just kissing his lips lightly combing my fingers in his hair.
"Want to go swimming again?" I ask as I sit up to straddle his torso.
"Excuse me?" I turn my head and see a lady walking up to us.
He tries to grab a shirt, but I tighten my thighs and block his right side from showing.
"Yes, can we help you?" I ask looking up at her where she stopped a few feet away.
"I was wondering if you might be Mr. Masen," she says looking from me to Jazz.
"Yes, well it's Whitlock-Masen now, why do you ask?" I say looking from her to Jazz and he shakes his head no then I turn back to her.
"I didn't mean to interrupt; I'm Mrs. Takahashi, the caretaker for the house you are renting. I stopped by to see if you needed anything," she says looking at us with a smile.
"Can I meet you back at the house on the deck in a few minutes?" I ask wanting to have her leave us so she won't see him and we can talk. She nods and walks back up the path to the house.
"You ok?" I ask him as I move off him.
"Yeah, thanks," he says quietly like he is worried.
"Love, I know you don't like anyone to see you; that is why I didn't move off you. Don't feel like I'm going to hold that against you because I'm not. I have my bathroom issue I don't want others to know about just like you don't want them to see your scar. We are fine and I understand."
"Thank you. I have thought some about it. Seeing Jacob's where he didn't seem bothered by his makes me think I may be judging people. His is worse than mine and more noticeable, so maybe I may not have as many people say something like I always thought," he says looking down to his side as he lightly traces his fingers on his scar.
"Whatever you want to do about it is your choice, no one should push you to do something you don't want," I remind him as I link my hand in his.
"I know; I just was thinking about leaving it and getting a tattoo over it." He looks up at me and I smile.
"If that is what you want to do, but let's talk to dad first and see if you need to do anything before you get one."
"Ok. Do we need anything?" he asks starting to get up.
"Sit, I'll go talk to her. Can you think if anything?" I ask as I stand. I look over at her and she is sitting on the deck and waves.
"More fruit and that melting chocolate. Oh, ice cream, um, birthday cake flavor, no, no get strawberry."
"Ok, I'll have her fix your sweet tooth cravings. I'll be right back," I say leaning down to kiss him and he fists my hair pushing his tongue in my mouth making me moan.
I pull away laughing and glad the umbrella blocks us from her view so she can't see us trying to adjust the tenting of our board shorts. He laughs as I try to look presentable then I imagine Emmett and Rose having sex and that deflates my erection quickly.
As I turn to walk away I say, "Stop laughing you ass." He knows I'm not serious because I am laughing with him.
