“Behind me.”
The mattress dipped slightly as Mike moved to get into the position Aiden had ordered. Mike was behind and over him, completely blanketing him with his bigger body. He loved it, the way he was in control despite the fact that Mike could break him in half if he chose. Reaching under the pillow, he pulled out the lube and condom he’d stashed there earlier.
“I want you fucking me within the next two minutes.” He looked at the clock. It was 7:32. “If you’re not inside me by 7:34 then—ahhh!”
He didn’t get to finish his threat because Mike’s tongue in his ass, licking him open, momentarily took away his ability to speak. Mike didn’t stay in that position long however. He rose up to drizzle lube over Aiden’s entrance, using a single finger to work him open more. Aiden relaxed his muscles. He’d told Mike that he wanted to hurt tonight and with the time limit he’d imposed he wouldn’t spend too much time prepping him. Mike made good use of his time, using tongue and fingers on Aiden until he was restlessly writhing on the mattress. Then he pulled back to grab the condom.
“Thirty seconds, Michael.” He looked over his shoulder, observing the determined look on Mike’s face as he rolled the condom down his length. The seconds ticked past while he snapped open the lube.
“Three.”
Mike gripped his cock, sliding it between Aiden’s ass cheeks before pressing the head against his entrance.
“Two.”
Mike pushed his way inside, all the way, until his groin pressed against his ass. “Mmmmm...One.” Mike stretched out above him, using the strength in his arms to brace himself. “Hold still,” Aiden ordered before Mike could start moving. He wiggled his ass, savoring the feel of Mike’s heavy cock throbbing inside him. “Whose cock is that filling me up so nice and full?” he demanded with a pull on the leash.
“It’s yours,” Mike groaned desperately.
“That’s right, it’s mine. Now use it to wreck me.”
Mike drew his hips back, then thrust back in hard. Their bodies repeatedly smacked together when Mike set in with a rapid-fire pace. But that wasn’t enough for Aiden. He tugged on the leash again. “I need more, Michael.”
“I’ll give you more then.”
Mike shifted so that his knees were outside Aiden’s thighs. Aiden shivered when his lover’s big hands grasped onto his shoulders. The new position gave Mike the leverage necessary to fuck him faster and harder. Each slam in jolted Aiden from head to toe, pushing the breath out of his lungs on sharp exhales.
“So strong, Michael,” he breathed out between thrusts. “Making me feel so good.”
“I can make you feel even better,” Mike promised.
He moved again. Grabbing one of Aiden’s legs, he pushed it up, tucking his knee into the side of his body. Still gripping Aiden’s other shoulder, he held him caged in, unable to move and escape the deliciously brutal fucking. The mattress bounced and the bed thumped, moving over the hardwood floor from the force of it.
Loving every second, Aiden yanked on the leash. “Fuck! That’s it,” he gasped. “Harder, Michael. Show me how strong you are.”
Mike slammed his cock into him over and over, a rough almost furious grunt accompanying each hard thrust. Beneath them, the bed shook and creaked, struggling to hold up under the onslaught. But it was no match for Mike’s power. One of the legs snapped. That corner hit the ground, the bed listing at an angle. Mike didn’t let that stop his merciless pounding. With each rock forward and back, the frame shuddered ominously, until with a loud crack, the three remaining legs simultaneously broke, and the bed crashed to the floor.
Aiden didn’t give a fuck about the bed. All he cared about was the pleasure coursing through his veins, throbbing in his cock. It was so much the very strands of hair on his scalp tingled with it.
“Keep going!” he shouted breathlessly. “Don’t stop!”
Without missing a beat, Mike changed his position. Gripping Aiden’s hips in both hands, he dragged him up onto his hands and knees and proceeded to yank him back to meet every punishing thrust.
Aiden moaned at being man-handled, his cock dripping pre-cum onto the sheets beneath him. He ached in the best way. Tension coiled behind his navel, his balls drew up tight. There was no need to touch his cock. He was so stimulated that he was about to come untouched—a rare occurrence for him. As Mike jackhammered into him, the pleasure built to a nearly unbearable level, and tears began leaking from the corner of his eyes. It had reached the point where it was overwhelming. He would explode if he took much more.
“Make me come, Michael,” he sobbed.
“Gonna make you come hard, Sir,” Mike gritted out from between clenched teeth.
Mike tightened his hold on Aiden’s hips and lifted him up until his knees left the bed. The new angle had Aiden seeing stars. Every stroke of Mike’s cock slid over that wonderfully sensitive spot inside him. At a particularly hard thrust, Aiden screamed his climax. His vision went black, the world fading away until he knew nothing but the release pouring from his cock.
When he came back to awareness, Mike was still fucking him. A near constant groan rumbled in his chest and his fingers dug so hard into Aiden’s skin that he would undoubtedly leave bruises. Aiden gave his submissive the permission he needed.
“Come, Michael,” he said in a tired whisper. “You were perfect. Come for me.”
Mike didn’t need any more prompting that that. He pressed in deep, then held himself tight against Aiden, groaning, body jerking slightly with his release.
Once Mike’s groans dwindled to silence and the tension drained from his muscles, he let Aiden go to fall to the bed, then collapsed on top of him. He was heavy, hot, and sweaty but Aiden didn’t mind. His pup had worked hard and deserved a moment to catch his breath. Completely and utterly wrecked, Aiden lay still beneath his lover, feeling his heartbeat pound against his back, until Mike rolled off and to the side.