Decoding Desires Ch. 09

"Jesus, Cody, you're gonna make me all emotional," he huffs, but he's happy, and that he's happy, I'm happy, too.

After a while of just laying in each other's arms I realize that I need to get up or I'm going to drift off, so I tap out. My balls are sore as hell, which is frustrating, and also sexy. I'm so horny that I'm ready to hump Lee's leg, and then I catch him staring at my bare ass with hungry eyes, and I know he's as horny as I am, he has to be, right?

I bend over slowly, deliberately, then look over my shoulder. Lee bites his lower lip and sits up, watching me like he's starving. I pull on my underwear after I find them, slowly, again showing off for Lee, then turn around.

The way he looks at me is an aphrodisiac. "Lee?"

"Hmm?" he hums, his eyes trailing down my body, then locking on my half chub. If he keeps looking at me like that it's going to quickly be a full chub.

"Can I, um... I wanna have sex with you." My face is hot, and now that I've said it, my little man agrees, fully erect and throbbing in my shorts.

"Then why'd you put your underwear back on?" Lee asks, crawling to the edge of the bed. He sits on the edge and his feet touch the floor. He's still wearing socks, and the realization that he was Sir and still wearing socks was hot as fuck.

"To tease you," I admit, looking down. I can see the tent in his pants and I start salivating. I want it. "If you aren't interested, though, I could-"

Lee reaches out and grabs me, then pulls me down on the bed on top of him. We're kissing, frantic and needy, before his back even hits the bed. "Never said I wasn't interested," Lee says between kisses, his hands sliding down my back.

Fingers slip under my waistband and I wriggle to help him get deeper. When he presses a finger to my hole I shudder, relaxing to welcome him inside me. He hums in approval, then slides his finger knuckle deep. "Fuck, Lee," I pant, pushing my ass back into his hand, urging him deeper.

"I'll fuck you alright," he whispers in my ear, then nips it. "How do you want it?"

"Anyway you want," I breathe, turning my head as he kisses his way down my neck. "I just want you. Now."

"Well, you're on top already..." He slips a second finger in my greedy hole a little too soon and I wince in pain, then try to hide it. "We need some lube." He smacks my ass and I jump up reflexively.

He gets up and heads to his closet (torture storage area), then comes back with a white tube of something and a condom. He puts them on the bed and I stand there, not sure what to do, other than stare at the bulge in Sir's pants and ache with need.

Lee chuckles, then slowly unbuttons the top buttons of his polo, then pulls it over his head. I watch him, a captive audience, as he slowly strips for me, until he's just wearing underwear. "Something wrong?" he asks, a playful smile on his face.

"You still didn't get naked," I whine.

He chuckles. "You're not naked, either." I strip off my shorts quickly, hopping from one foot to another as I ditch the cotton boxers. Still, he waits another five seconds before he drops his drawers to show me my favorite cock.

"You are the sexiest man I've ever met," I breathe, my inner dialogue escaping as blood drains to my little man.

Lee flushes. "I don't know about that."

"You are."

He looks embarrassed, so I step into his arms and kiss him, then push him down on the bed again. "I like when you're aggressive," he says, cupping my cheek.

"Every now and again," I agree. "But I like it more when we're doing, um. Stuff. Playing. I mean, I wanna fuck you, just, you know. Like this. Just us. But I love when we play, Lee. You have this smile, the way you bite your bottom lip when you're planning punishments, or watching me suffer, it's fucking hot as hell."

"Cody?"

"Lee?"

"Shut up and kiss me already," he growls. "I'm gonna open you up, then you're gonna ride me, okay?"

"Fuck yes," I agree, then smother him with kisses. I barely breathe, I kiss him hard, fast. I want him inside me so badly, want to be ready for him as soon as possible. He lubes up a finger and it slips in easily, we both moan as he sinks deep.

"I love you, Cody," he whispers into my mouth. He pushes his finger in and out until I'm hypnotized, then adds another. His hard cock is pressed against mine, teasing me. I want it. I want him so much.

"Love you, too," I mutter as his fingers pump in and out. "Fuck, Lee. That's so nice, right there."

He hooks his fingers and scrapes over my prostate and I moan, it feels amazing. I love that he knows exactly where my buttons are. "You like this?"

"God yes," I breathe, closing my eyes as he pets me like a favored cat, long, slow strokes in just the right spot.

"Three fingers now," he warns, then pulls his fingers out. Before I can miss his fingers he lubes up again and slides three fingers inside me. It doesn't hurt, it feels amazing, but not as good as Lee's huge cock will feel spreading me wide. I want it now, but the way he's opening me, slow and soft, tells me that he isn't going to let me rush him, so I don't bother.

"You spoil me too much," I mutter as he pets me from the inside, my hips lifting to match his pace.

"Not enough, in my estimation," he corrects. "You feel ready yet?"

"Fuck, Lee, I've been ready for you when we started."

He nips my bottom lip. "You know what I mean," he says, pushing his fingers as deep as he can, his knuckles firmly against my crack.

"I want you," I tell him. "Inside me."

He hums, his free hand wrapping around my neck and pulling me down into a demanding kiss. When he releases me I roll off him. He looks at me, a little confused. "Cody?"

"I wanna ride you sitting up, you wanna move, or you good there?"

Lee looks around, then wiggles until he's comfortable, his legs over the edge of the bed, his feet on the floor. "I'm good," he says, wiping his fingers on the small towel next to the bottle of lube. I climb onto his lap and he leans back enough for me to pull his cock back, lining it up with my open ass.

"Condom," Lee commands, and I move to get it even while I'm whining. I hand it to him and he looks at it with a flat stare. I look at him, confused, then understand he wants me to put it on him.

My hand shakes but I finally manage it, only slipping twice. He rolls it down low, then grunts his approval, pulling me forward by my hips. The way his sheathed cock feels sliding up and down my crack is pure torture, in a good way. His hips jump and his dick kisses hole.

It feels so good to have his tip against my bud, it lets me get the feeling of how big he is just before he slips inside me. It only lasts for a second, but what comes next steals my thoughts anyway. He wraps his hands on my hips and pulls me down slow, letting me accommodate his size until my ass is pressing against his thighs. He's as deep as he can get in this position, which isn't as deep as I know he can fuck me, but I like this position, it hits my prostate in a way that feels a lot like how it does when he pets it.

I kiss him again, then rock my hips in slow, subtle rotations, keeping him deep. He can't hit my prostate like this, but I like how it feels to have him in me like this, so I'm trying to prolong the feeling of him stretching me wide.

"Don't tease me, Cody," he growls, his fingers digging into my hips.

"You're really not good at not being in control, are you?" I ask, amused.

He growls again and I laugh. "You know I'm not."

I lift my hips and then roll down his cock again before I kiss him again. "Thank you for letting me be in charge, then," I say, then kiss his nose. I move my hips a little faster, not fast enough to bring him, just a little faster, teasing him.

"Cody," he pants, his fingers digging into the flesh of my ass. "You feel so good."

I squeeze down and he whines. "Can I cum this time?"

He chuckles. "You know that only applies when we're playing, right?"

I lean back, stilling my hips. "Just checking." I smile my most shit-eating grin, then wink. I begin fucking him hard and fast before he can answer me, angling my hips so he rubs my prostate in the most perfect way with each stroke.

"Not gonna last like this," he warns, wrapping arms around me. I'm bouncing on his lap as he pulls me into a hug. Lee leans his head on my shoulder, then starts rocking his hips in time to my bouncing.

"Fuck, so good," I moan, working hard to match his timing, though I want to move faster. It feels ridiculously good, somehow both of us synchronized, lifting me higher. My balls are super tight and I am secretly worried I won't be able to cum again, but I also want him to cum inside me, more than I want to cum. "Fuck, Lee."

Lee bites my shoulder, his hips lifting off the bed now with each thrust. "Gonna cum, Cody," he breathes, releasing his bite. "Gonna cum. Tell me where you want it."

"Inside," I almost scream. "Lee, come inside me, shit, Lee." He's pounding me from the bed, and I'm riding him hard, and it's fucking amazing. I never want it to end. I wanna cum everywhere. I want it all. Lee grunts and thrusts hard, then bites me on my shoulder again. I can feel him twitching inside me and I lose my mind as my orgasm sneaks up on me and explodes all over Lee.

"Coming," I pant, as if he can't figure it out when I've just shot it all over him. Still, I'm chanting it as he unloads inside me.

"Me too," he pants, thrusting hard. "Coming inside you. Coming... Inside you, Cody..."

"Coming, coming, coming," I'm panting. He bites me again, hard, and I howl, all of the sensations overloading all the circuits in my brain in the best way possible.

We both slow down, then stop as one. "We came together," Lee says, his voice husky, still breathing hard.

I hug him hard, loving the feeling of being in his arms, loving how it feels to have him inside me, both of us sated. "So hot," I breathe, resting my head on his shoulder. "I don't know if that's ever happened to me before. Just, like, when I felt you getting close it was so hot it pushed me over the edge, too."

"It's super hot," he agrees, his arms tight around my torso. I love it, never want it to end. He kisses my neck, then relaxes his arms a bit and begins tracing his fingers over the skin of my back. "You came a lot," he notes eventually.

My face flushes. "Sorry."

"I like it," he says, and I can hear it's true. "I like that you came all over me. It's sexy. And, it's probably my fault, since I kept stealing them before."

"Wouldn't that make me have less?"

"Seems like it should, but there's still plenty of cum all over my chest and belly," he notes, shrugging. He leans in and kisses me, slow and sweet, then rocks my hips gently. He's too soft, though, and slips from my ass.

I try to get up and he holds me, keeping me from getting up, kisses me as if I'm precious. "You're spoiling me again," I note when we break apart for breath, resting my forehead on his.

"I'm not spoiling you, this isn't spoiling you," he complains, then sighs. "You've just never been treated properly."

"Well, I guess it doesn't matter, I like it either way," I say, because what do you say to something like that? I push my way out of his arms and he looks a little sad for a second, then smiles softly, looking down at the wet patches of hair on his chest as he slips his condom down his soft shaft. He knots it and tosses it in his rubbish bin next to the bed.

"Wanna shower together?" he asks after a quiet moment.

I give him a pointed look. "Do you even have to ask?" The wicked smile he shoots me lets me know exactly how much he loves me, even when I'm a brat.