Short Story

[pr****]

I’m laid back in bed, thighs apart with a masc between them, on top of me. Both of us fully clothed, but their hand under my shirt, playing with my tits while we kiss, them pushing our hips together, rocking into me just a little. I don't know what makes me say it, maybe it was just so strongly on my mind, the way they looked when they moved down to suck bites into my chest, my hand in their hair. How good I felt somehow limiting what control I had over my words.
"fuck, pretty boy-" they freeze. I panic.
"I'm so sorry, I’ve never called you that, I don't know why-"
“Say it again."
“What?"
“Call me that again. Please."
“Pretty boy?"
A kiss on my neck, one hand squeezing my hip, telling me yes.
“Can you say the other thing?"
“What other thing, love?"
They’re practically hiding in my neck, mumbling into my ear. This shyness isn't something even I get to see very often.
“A different word, not pretty."I move them out of my neck, holding their face to look at them. So nervous, but also pleading. Laying on me, still rutting their hips into mine, staring at me like a puppy.
Oh. Oh.
“You wanna be my good boy?"
It’s instant. A whine, and then their lips are on mine and they're moving faster, pressing deeper, like the only thing they want in the world is to make me feel good, all in exchange for a couple of words. I'm sliding my hand back into their hair and pulling, just enough to get a moan out of them and a second to catch my breath.
“You didn't answer me, baby. Do you want to be my good boy?"
“Yes. Please. You know I do."
“How badly, hmm?"
Only teasing, wanting to make them blush, but then their hand disappears from my hip and their fingers are pushing into me, so suddenly that I'm a little lightheaded and squirming under them, gasping and arching while they watch.
“Say it again."
All I can do is moan when they curl their fingers, my nails digging into their shoulders.
“Say it again." They’re in my ear now, and it sounds like a plea, breathless and needy, even though I'm the one getting fucked.
“Good boy. Mygood boy," is all I can get out before I'm moaning again, their lips and tongue on my neck and their fingers going faster and deeper until I can't take anymore, until I'm cumming and telling them how good they are for me, until we both collapse into a pile of soft kisses and smiles.

[Bi****]

Very very very sexy

[pa****]

Neeeddddd to be both people in this equation 🤭😅

[Deleted Member]

omg love

[Si****]

Worth every stinging scratch down my back.