I adore loser men, and Jospeh scratches all the right places in my brain. How would Jospeh react to being teased by MC all day, and when the day ends, he finally gets them to himself?
I just want to make fun of him with light touches, flirting with others in front of him, making barely hidden inneundos, just to see him lose his mind. Would he become needy and beg to be taken care of?Forceful and desperate? 🤤🤤🤤
Options, options ❤️
"I need-" the poor boy had to put his hands uo for a second, taking a breath. "I need your help in the dark room. Please." He's desperate, and you know that. He just needs an excuse to get you somewhere private.
"Use your words." You giggle. "Cmon, tell me what it is you really want, and I'll go with you." You keep your voice low so no one else hears. You enjoy teasing him, but if you fully embarrass him he'll retreat into himself so far you won't be able to get him back out for a few weeks.
"You could, I mean, you can feel free to if you want to- to do the thing." He glances around quickly, paranoid, and lowers his voice to an almost impercetible level. "The... the gross one?"
"I told you already, its not gross, its sweet." You let him grab his stuff, watching as his shaking gets so bad his bottles and objects fall from his bag. He scrambles to fill his arms and rush out of the room, with you smugly traipsing behind. "Really, Jacob. People are into weirder stuff than feeling good by making someone else feel good. I'm not gonna kink shame you."
Stepping into the dark room closet, he takes you to a side part and locks the door. You smile, leaning on the back wall and fidget with your shorts. "Say it. Come on, I want you to say it so you know it's okay." You laugh quietly, but its warm.
As embarrassing as this all is, he's in a safe space with a person he likes, and his face becomes hot with arousal, and a soft smile spreads on his face. He kneels down before you. "I wanna... Kiss your pussy, I wanna hear you moan, and I can-" He looks up, and you nod for him to go on. "Rub myself on your leg. I just like seeing you feel good, a-and knowing I'm the cause. And you've been messing with me all day." He whines.
"I have been mean today, huh?" You rub your hand through his hair. "I don't do it to hurt you. I wanna see you confident. I want you to know I want you too, Jose- shit!"
Your soft declaration sent him into overdrive, and his lips are latched onto your puffy lips immediately, his fingers having pulled aside your panties, your shorts not even fully down your hips. He keeps one hand on your ass, pulling you against his lips, while his free one fidgets with his belt desperately. "Love you-" You can barely make out the sweet things he's whispering against your clit, but the vibrations feel good enough you can't bring yourself to care. "S' much, love you, love you, love how you make me feel. I love that you let me touch you."
Its not long before you feel a firm heat on your calve, the wetness of his pink tip soaking one of your stockings. He ruts against you like a horny dog, slotting his cock right up against the front of your leg. His hips hump in time with his tongues long stripes up your pussy, creating a comfortably synced rhythm.
"Fuck, Joseph- I can feel you twitching on my leg-" You half moan, half tease. "Its only been a few minutes." He doesn't even bother to argue, he just shamefully whimpers into your pussy, nodding slightly. "It's okay, come on, focus on my clit. Ah- yeah, I wanna finish with you, okay? But please pull my stocking down before you finish, don't stain them." He quickly obeys, leaving a slight red mark from how quickly he yanks the pale fabric down.
He latches onto your clit, suckling in a way that makes you buckle. "God- keep going. Yeah- I'm getting close, fuck-" You mewl. Soon, the knot in your stomach bursts, and you let out a whine, feeling a simultaneous spurt of hot liquid on your leg, followed by a pathetic mewl.
There's a few minutes of panting, before you feel a kiss on your thigh, as he shakily rises to press against you. He tucks his head against your neck, placing yet another kiss. "Thank you, that... that felt incredible." He sighs.
"You're really good, J."
"Yeah?" He looks down, face hot, but the smile on his face spreads. "Means a lot. I'm- uh-" As the post-sex glow winds down, the shy boy you love returns to his usual behavior. "Gonna go get us some stuff to clean up, get you some vending machine candy too, okay? The kind you like with the little mascot?"
You need to tease him more often.
