Book of my favorite Petericks

Don't You Know Who I Think I Am?

Pete fists his hands as he tries to clear his mind. It feels so good that he can't concentrate, and concentrating is what Patrick needs him to do. He waits for Patrick to drive the toy back inside, so deep it feels a bit like it is going to burst out of his stomach, and clenches down as hard as he can, holds it. The vibration is both ecstasy and agony, and he throws his head back, bites at the gag to keep from screaming.

Patrick slowly lets go of the vibrator, and is impressed when it stays put, Pete grinding down on it with all the force he's using to keep from writhing, keep from groaning. Patrick removes a handkerchief from his pocket and wipes away some of the saliva that runs down Pete's chin. There's a difference between humiliation and obedience, after all; Patrick doesn't want the former, not hardly. He just needs Pete to understand that there's a time and place. He traces a finger along Pete's jaw, clenched muscles straining all the harder under a finger that feels like a scalpel.

"Just look at you," he whispers, awed. "Just look at you trying to please me, Pete. You're so fucking beautiful."

"You're doing so well," Patrick continues, running his thumb along Pete's lower lip, under the gag, shiny with spit. He just watches Pete for a beat, watches him strain, holding as still as possible, untouched cock leaking and giving little jerks. He wonders how much Pete can take, how long he can keep this up.

"I bet you could take more." He reaches down, turning the speed of the vibrator up a notch.

It's almost too much for Pete to bear, and for a moment all he can see is a blinding white explosion. He vibrates like gravel on a highway, in jumps and starts, fit to bursting to keep to Patrick's order. Patrick begins to get the impression that Pete may hurt himself with eagerness, pull a muscle or worse. Even reveling in his power like he is, Patrick would still hate himself if this went wrong. Punishment isn't meant to be torture.

"You're doing so well, Pete," Patrick says, brimming with pride; he really means that. "And I think that maybe I can give you one concession, one little concession. I don't want you moving your head to look at me, but you don't have to stay completely still if it causes you pain. This--" He uses one finger to push on the end of the vibrator, and Pete arches like he's being pulled by strings, "--needs to stay put, however."

Somewhere, between the blinding pleasure and the burn of his muscles, Pete can feel a fuzzy sort of validation grow in him. He's doing this right. He's making Patrick happy. He's not a screw-up. He lets his legs relax just a fraction, letting the cramps that were building start to ebb. He can feel an orgasm building inside, spiking every time Patrick gives the vibrator a nudge. A sharp burst of pleasure hits him as he shifts his hips minutely, ledging the head of the toy flush against his prostate. He's shaking, he's breathing faster. It's almost too much, and he's terrified that he won't be able to obey Patrick and keep the vibrator in place. He won't fail.

Patrick watches all of this in fascination, as Pete's terror and overeager crush to please turns into something positive and focused. Pete has taken to this better than he ever could have imagined. He ghosts his fingers under Pete's balls, gentle touches and brief massages, and Pete's cock responds in kind while his throat seems to puff with the shrieks of pleasure he refuses to make. The more Patrick teases, the stronger Pete's intent to do as he's told, and his hold on the vibrator barely wavers.

Patrick's smile is all teeth, glittering white in the sliver of afternoon sunlight that pours in on him from the window over the bed. "Oh Pete," he enthuses. "I knew you wouldn't let me down."

The brim of his fedora shades Patrick's face as he leans forward, so close to Pete's cock that he could almost breathe on it. The sudden, overwhelming closeness causes Pete to shiver from toes to nose and he makes the tiniest, most desperate noise Patrick has ever barely heard. He's close to breaking if Patrick doesn't give him the release he deserves, and that's just what he intends to do.