F2F ⇆ 001
blake-r-west:
Blake could feel Carter tightening around him during his orgasm, causing him to shudder slightly. This man was his. He had waited for this man and now Carter was all his. No one was going to take him away. Knowing that was one of the greatest feelings in the world, Blake had already decided. More so, feeling this man in best with him was a fantastic feeling. Hearing Carter moan out that he belonged to Blake brought a level of euphoria that he could never describe. Carter Keating, always so sure of himself and so cocky, was in his bed, rutting against him, begging for his cock, and declaring himself owned by Blake. It was something that could only be created in dreams and fantasies, yet this was real. He really had the man of his dreams there under him, legs spread begging for him. Blake lifted his hand up, giving his hand where Carter had cum a quick lick then leaning down to press his lips against the other man’s.
“That’s right baby, you’re all mine.” A few more thrusts into Carter’s tight hole had Blake gasping. His grip on the man’s hips got tighter and his thrusts grew a little jerkier as his orgasm took over. It was a feeling that Blake remembered, and yet it was different. This was the first time they had done with without a condom. Instead of pulling out and tying off a small bit of rubber like before, Blake could fill himself actually emptying into his boyfriend. Simply knowing that Carter’s ass was being filled with his own cum made Blake gasp and let out a little more with quick ruts against his boyfriend.
Finally, feeling as though he couldn’t possibly have any more cum pulled from him, Blake slowly pulled out. He admired the way Carter’s ass clenched at the absence and before he could stop himself, Blake reached into his drawer. He had purchased several toys for Carter, many of which he didn’t expect to bring into the bedroom for a while, but this was a momentous occasion. This was a time he wanted to remember and one he wanted Carter to feel for some time after. He pulled out a small black plug and grabbed the once discarded bottle of lube. Not wanting Carter to freak out, Blake leaned in and pressed a kiss against the man’s cheek. “Relax baby. I have you. You’re safe.” More aftercare would come once he was done, but a little before never hurt. After lubing up the plug, Blake slowly inserted it into the other man, biting his lip to hold back a moan at the thought of what its task was. This was the first time he had cum inside his boyfriend and that small plug was going to keep it in.
Blake put the lube away once again before shifting to spoon his boyfriend from behind. Though he knew it was cruel, he reached down and pressed a finger against the base of the plug, moving it back and forth a bit before chuckling. “It’s okay baby. I’ll take it out when you get into the shower. I just want to know that my baby it keeping me inside of him for a little longer.” Blake began to rub Carter’s side then, smiling softly. “You were so good, baby, such a good boy. I don’t know what I could have ever done to deserve someone as good as you.” He shifted again to press a kiss against Carter’s shoulder before crawling out of bed. “I’m going to go get you some water and a plate of food, alright baby? You need to keep your energy up and the only way you’re going to do that is by finishing all your food.”
Before Carter could protest, Blake was gone only to return a few moments later with a glass of water and a plate of food. He set the items down in the nightstand beside the bed and smiled fondly. “Come on baby, I’ll sit here and talk to you while you eat.”
Carter could only weakly moan as Blake continued to call him his because he was just so fucking spent. They’ve never had sex like this before, and Carter was feeling completely wrung out as he was slowly coming down for his orgasm. He was going to be feeling this for at least a day, and he had to admit he was looking forward to it. He never thought Blake would have this in him, this dominance, and it really made his boyfriend that much sexier. Carter honestly couldn’t wait until they could do this again. But after some waiting time, because Carter wasn’t even sure if he could move, let alone be fucked again. Though, he wouldn't say no if Blake wanted to go again in half an hour.
He was able to let out a real, low moan that followed a soft gasp when he felt Blake come inside and him, and fuck, that was new too. Carter doubted he would always want it, because of the clean up, but when they had nothing to do, Carter would be more than happy to lie on Blake’s, or his own, bed, filled with Blake’s cum. It was really fucking hot and made him feel completely Blake’s, which was what he honestly and truly wanted.
Carter was still trying to catch his breath as Blake got off the bed, only to get back on it, but this time with his hands full. Jesus, was that a butt plug? Blake was seriously going to be the death of him, but oh what a way to go. “Fuck, Blake,” Carter breathed out, his breath catching when his boyfriend pushed it inside of him, making his cock twitch in interest. There was no way he was going to be able to get hard yet, but his cock definitely was trying its hardest. He also had to admit that having something inside of him when Blake wasn’t able to be was fucking amazing. Carter was well aware of the fact that he was a cockslut, but tonight was only proving it that much more.
He was just starting to get used to Blake being behind him and kissing him whenever he could reach when his boyfriend moved, completely ruining the moment. And even more so when he told Carter he had to eat, as if Carter was incapable of doing it himself. He felt like his stomach was made of lead as Blake left the room to get food. Carter liked what they just did, loved it actually, but the realness of it was just starting to hit him. What the fuck were they doing? More importantly, who the fuck was Carter? He wasn’t submissive, this wasn’t him. Right?
As Blake walked back into the room, Carter pulling the covers over him so he didn’t feel so exposed and vulnerable, which was exactly what the was feeling right then. “Right. It would be a waste to not finish the food you slaved over for me,” Carter replied, running his fingers through his hair and he sat up on the bed a little bit before biting down onto his bottom lip when he felt the butt plug press against his prostate.
