Blue

Whimpers

Casper's Perspective
He smiles at me. "Now what?" He asks.

I hold out my hand and he takes it. We walk back to the bed. While we walk, I warn, "I'm not subbing today."

He responds quickly. "I am."

I drop his hand and run my hand up his arm and to his shoulder. "You know what I forgot to say, Leo? I forgot to tell you one of my biggest turn ons."

"What is it?" He asks.

I lean towards him. "I'd love it if you got on your knees for me."

He blinks a few times and sinks to his knees. He looks up at me with wide eyes. I grin and look down at him. "Good boy."

He breathes deep, as if he could inhale the words. I run my hands through his brown hair. He's truly a beautiful man. "Take off your shirt."

He complies quickly, and I smile at how attractive he is. He maintains eyes contact with wide eyes that tell me he's fully subbing. I think about taking my shirt off, but decide against it. Too many scars. We stay like this for a bit while I commit the image to memory. I sit on the bed and motion for him to follow me. He gets off of his knees and sits against the headboard. I take my usual position, straddling his lap, and kiss him. He sinks into the kiss and I kiss him until I need air. I pull away and pant.

Leo's Perspective
I don't know what's happening in my brain. I swear, it's shutting down. I used to give a shit about things like food and water, but I'm now convinced Casper is the only thing I need to survive. I need his lips on mine and I need to see where those roaming hands will end up. He kisses down my neck and when I inhale at the sensation, he starts sucking. His hands rest on my neck and arm. My hands are on his waist. I am in love with this man and this feeling. I let out a shaky breath and he pulls away from my neck. I never knew feeling this weak would make me feel so damn good. He kisses my lips and I kiss back. His kisses are full of lust and passion. I crave him. I haven't ever even craved drugs this much. I need him. I need him.

Casper's Perspective
I pull away. When he looks at me, I see it. There's not a single thought behind those eyes other than me and his need to get off. That's how I like a man. "What do you want next?" I ask him.

He whimpers in response. His whimpers are high pitched and pleading.

I kiss his nose. "Use your words, darling."

"I... I want you to touch me. Please." He responds.

I get off of him and he whimpers. "Come back, touch me. I need it. Please."

That nearly stops me in my tracks, but I have a plan. "Get off the bed, take off your pants and underwear, and get on your knees." I order calmly.

He scrambles off the bed and I can see his hard dick through his pants. He quickly takes them off, pulling his boxers down with them. He gets on his knees and looks up at me. I palm myself through my pants as I watch him. He's desperate. I'd bet every dollar in the bank that he's never experienced being this lustful before. It brings a smile to my face. I sit on the edge of the bed and look down at him. "Do you want to get me off, my dear?"

He nods three times. He squirms. I stand up and lift his chin so he looks me in the eyes. I take off my pants and underwear. He smiles wide. "Hand." I say as I hold out a hand.

He puts his hand in mine and I lead it to my hard dick. He wraps his hand around and starts moving up and down. A moan escapes my lips, and he speeds up. "Good boy, that's it. You're good at this."

He smiles and continues. I run my hands through his hair as he does. I groan. "I'm close."

He goes even faster and I cum onto his chest and the floor. "My turn?" He asks in a high pitched voice.

"Your turn." I respond as I point for him to sit on the bed.

He sits on the edge of the bed and I kiss him. My hand goes down as we make out and strokes his dick. He moans into my mouth and I pull away. He looks up at me and pants. "I'm not lasting long. Sorry."

"It's your first time, don't be sorry. Cum whenever you want, you've done so good."

I continue stroking him as we kiss. We make out until he pulls away. He moans and whimpers. I sink down and take his length into my mouth. He juts his hips forward and cums nearly immediately. I swallow and stand back up. He flops backward and pants. I get a small towel from my bedside table and clean him and the floor off. I throw all the clothes in the laundry hamper and feel the adrenaline drain out of me. When I look back at Leo, he's under the covers and half asleep. Fuck it, we'll take showers tomorrow.

I throw on some boxers and crawl into bed. This has probably been the most rollercoaster day Leo has ever had. For a second, the electricity zaps around my hands and I worry. He was beat up today. He had a horrible day. What if I took advantage of a bad mental state and tricked him into a sexual encounter? Then I look down at him. He turns towards me and puts his head on my chest. No. That's an anxious thought. I probably just made this shit day a lot better.

I pet his hair until we fall asleep.