Catching Eagle's Eye (6 page)

Oh, God, but the sight of a hot man kneeling before him was so intensely erotic, he could have come from the looking alone. Wanting more and better, of course, he unfastened his belt and ripped open his jeans. His cock, hard and red with eagerness, popped out of its confines as soon as the restricting cloth was out of the way.

Will stared at the offering and licked his lips. The man was no novice to being a sub, that was for sure, because he made no attempt to touch Dane. Instead, he waited for orders. And yeah, knowing that this man understood the rules of the game so well was such a total turn-on, Dane was almost afraid to give the command to suck his cock. He might not last even a minute.

They had all night, though, to play. Wrapping one palm around the back of Will’s head, he gave a silent order by pressing it toward his bobbing dick. Will opened his mouth wide and sucked the hard length halfway down in an instant.

Dane closed his eyes on a low moan and let his head drop back against the door. It had been so long and felt so incredibly good to be buried in wet heat. Will’s tongue lapped around the ridge of Dane’s glans while he sucked hard at the flesh. Nimble fingers curled around Dane’s balls and rolled them gently. The movement added a spark to Dane’s pleasure but control was more of a turn-on.

He tightened his grip on Will’s head. “Hands clasped behind your back, boy,” he barked out the order through teeth clenched with pleasure.

The fingers left his balls immediately, and he could feel the shift in Will’s posture even though he wasn’t looking. The rush of power shot through his body, making his cock pulse and kicking up his lust a notch. An enthusiastic blowjob was no longer enough. He thrust his hips to send his cock farther into Will’s mouth. He heard the short choking sound and felt the convulsive swallow around his length. He gave the submissive a few seconds to get used to the invasion before thrusting again. His cock slid even farther down Will’s throat, and again there was the effort to accommodate him. A few more tentative thrusts, and Dane decided his new boy was good to go.

Dane let his passion and his hips fly, setting a fast, hard pace of facefucking the man on his knees. With Dane’s firm grip on Will’s head, there was no place for the other man to go, nothing for him to do other than accept the invasion. Dane growled deep inside his chest as the orgasm boiled up from his sack.

He opened his eyes and watched Will struggling to take him in, take him down. Those luscious lips were spread wide around Dane’s rigid girth. Harsh pants racked the man’s body. Moisture seeped out from closed lids. But his hands were behind his back, and his body was as straight as it could be. Discipline. The guy had it and seeing it, knowing it, knowing Dane now controlled it, sent him over the edge.

With a loud grunt, he shot his load into Will’s throat. His knees threatened to buckle, but he held himself up with force of will and by holding onto Will’s head. He dug his fingers into the scalp he held as the last of the orgasm swept through his body. When the spasms subsided, he slid his deflating cock from the man’s mouth and stood up straight.

Looking down through heavy-lidded eyes, he said, “What do you say, boy?”

****

What did he say? Will mentally shook himself to clear his head and come up with the words Dane wanted—no demanded—to hear. “Holy fuck” came to mind, but those weren’t the right ones. Nor was “Can we do that again?” He wanted to say both of them, though, with his knees grinding into the tile floor and his throat raw from the drilling it had endured.

Tears leaked from his eyes, testament to how hard it had been to accommodate Dane’s length and girth. Although he wanted to wipe them away, he didn’t dare break his submissive pose. Pride alone dictated he show this man how good a sub he could be. With a hard swallow, he managed the response he knew the lieutenant was waiting for, the one Will wanted to give, too.

“Thank you, sir,” he said with a raspy voice, thick with passion and lingering amounts of cum.

Strong hands clasped him by the shoulders and hauled him up. Then Dane pulled him into another kiss, possessing Will’s mouth and tongue as no one had done before. Of course, he had been kissed, more times than he could count. None had ever been so consuming, however. It was as if his lips were fused to the other man’s, wanting to be nowhere else, not wanting to do anything else except slide along the soft, moist skin. He couldn’t hold back a little whimper of protest when Dane broke them apart and held Will out from him. Will kept his eyes closed, swaying a bit in the Dom’s arms.

“Will, look at me.”

Unable to resist obeying the command, he opened his eyes and stared up into Dane’s face. He saw satisfaction there, even triumph, as Dane’s lips curled up into a cocky grin. The man let go of one shoulder to bring his thumb up to rub lightly against Will’s lower lip. Instinctively, he opened his mouth and moaned when Dane slipped his thumb inside. Will closed his mouth around the digit and sucked.

“That’s it, boy. You’re a great cock sucker,” Dane praised. “But,” he added, pulling his thumb out. “I don’t want another blowjob. I have something else in mind.”

Dane’s large, powerful hands slid down to grasp Will’s ass. He pulled Will flush against his body once more. Pleasure shot up Will’s hard shaft as Dane rubbed their pelvises together. The other man was semi-erect again already. Will’s breath quickened with need, and it was difficult to keep his eyes open.

“You’re overdressed,” Dane murmured. He pried Will’s hands apart in order to whip his T-shirt up and over his head. “Mmm, nice,” Dane observed, taking in Will’s naked chest. With a quick twist, he had Will’s arms behind him again, although this time, he held Will’s wrist together with a firm grip.

The man’s rough fingers caressed Will’s pecs, sending a shower of pleasure down his spine. He fought against the urge to squirm under the touch and gasped when first one nipple and then the other was taunted and teased into hard peaks.

“Has anyone ever clamped these babies?” Dane asked with a voice as rough as his touch.

“No, sir.” Will had to force the coherent words out. All he wanted to do was moan at the idea. He did moan, unsure of how quiet Dane wanted him to be but incapable of remaining silent when Dane cupped his package through his shorts.

“Do you like pain, boy?” The grip on Will’s cock and balls tightened.

“Aah,” he ground out before stuttering, “Y-yes, sir.” It was something he had long ago accepted about himself. Pain gave him pleasure. More blood rushed into his dick, making it hurt within the confines of his clothes and Dane’s hand.

“What have other men done to you?” the SEAL asked as he massaged Will’s flesh with punishing force.

Talking was beyond hard, which was probably the point. His dominating new lover liked seeing Will suffer. “Just spanking,” he said with a grimace.

Dane gave a low chuckle. “I can imagine. Your ass was made for the palm of man’s hand. Let’s see how well you take it.”

The words hung in the air between them for a few seconds before Dane let go of his front and, using only his hold on Will’s wrists, pushed him over to the long counter separating the galley kitchen from the rest of the room. Dane bent him over the worn surface.

“Grab hold of the other side and don’t let go no matter what. I don’t have restraints with me, so I’m counting on you to have the discipline to stay in place. Keep your gaze forward, too. Don’t look back or to either side. Understand?”

Doing as ordered, Will felt pride in Dane’s confidence in him. “Yes, sir,” he vowed and meant it. No matter what Dane did to him, he wasn’t going to move.

He could hear the other man rustling around behind him, taking off clothes by the sounds. From the corner of his eye, he saw the other man slap a small tube onto the counter next to him. He didn’t so much as flinch, keeping his stance.

Palms slid down his back before fingers unsnapped his shorts and pulled them and his briefs down to his ankles. He lifted one foot and then the other when prompted and was soon stripped of every item he had worn. He wondered if Dane was equally nude and wanted so badly to sneak a peek. The SEAL was no doubt jacked, and he already knew the man’s cock was a big mouthful. He got somewhat of an answer when a naked foot tapped his inner shin to make Will widened his stance. Just that little skin to skin contact made his cock twitch.

A hard smack on his ass caught him by surprise.

“Shit!” he cried out before he could stop himself.

Dane rubbed his ass cheek in soothing circles. “Shh, keep quiet no matter what. You can do that for me, can’t you, boy? These walls may be thin, and we don’t want to get a visit from the police, or worse, shore patrol, do we?”

“Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.” Will was practically panting because of how aroused he was, not the pain.

“Good boy.” Another smack landed on the opposite side of the first one. “I can’t resist hitting this firm butt of yours. It pinks up nicely, too.” The compliment was followed up by another smack and then another.

Will hissed, but he otherwise kept his mouth shut. He was a good sailor, and he wanted to be a good sub. He knew how to follow orders. Besides, not being able to give voice to the pain made it even more exciting and arousing. His cock bobbed freely between his legs, searching for something to rub against. The need for friction and the need to come was almost overwhelming as his ass cheeks became more inflamed. His hips bucked before he could stop them, earning him an extra hard slap. He grunted but still he didn’t cry out.

Dane’s large hand ghosted over Will’s abused skin. “Good boy.” A finger slipped between Will’s cheeks and stopped outside his hole. “When was the last time you were fucked?” Dane asked in a low tone.

Will had to clear his throat before answering. Words were almost beyond him now. “It’s been a few months, sir.”

“Hmm,” was the reply. The finger circled the puckered hole teasingly before leaving. It was back soon enough after the sound of a cap snicking open. This time the finger was coated in lube and slipped inside.

Will let his eyes flutter shut while he savored the feel of invasion. It had been so long since anyone had put anything inside his ass. The sensation of being invaded, filled, and stroked went straight to his cock and made it ache even more. He wanted to moan and writhe as Dane worked his finger back and forth. He didn’t, though, because he had his orders. The effort to remain still and quiet made him sweat. Beads of perspiration popped up on his forehead as a second finger joined the first.

The burn of being stretched was wickedly arousing. He couldn’t wait for Dane’s larger rod to replace his fingers. The thickness would be borderline painful, just the way he craved. He clenched around the probing digits, an effort to signal his readiness without disobeying his order to stay still. Instead of pulling out, the fingers curled downward to stroke his prostate. Will swallowed back the moan erupting from the back of his throat. God almighty, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could restrain himself.

Thank God, Dane took pity on him. The fingers retreated, and after a few seconds of foil crinkling, the much bigger head of Dane’s cock pressed against his hole. After a few swipes up and down the outside, the blunt tip breached the outer ring. Yes, that was it, being perfectly filled by the hard length of an even harder man. Dane didn’t stop his entry until he was completely seated inside Will. His warm body pressed against Will’s freshly spanked ass, and this time, Will couldn’t hold back the moan.

Draping his larger body over Will’s, Dane chuckled into Will’s ear and nipped his shoulder. “It’s okay, baby. You can make noise now. I want to hear how much you love having my cock buried in your ass.” He licked his way down Will’s spine before standing up and grabbing Will by the hips. “It’s been months for me too so fair warning, I’m going to drill you right into the counter.”

That was all the warning Will had before the rod slid out of his channel and then slammed back into him.

****

Dane curled his fingers around Will’s hipbone and held him tighter as he pulled out and thrust back into the tight, hot ass. He wanted to take it slow and thought the blowjob would have taken the edge off enough to let him. Not a chance. His desire for this man was so great, he couldn’t slow down. With short, brutal strokes, he primed both their pumps, although he knew Will was getting his only indirectly. Dane needed to rectify that soon. The guy had been a great sub, even though he obviously had no real training. Following orders was natural to him, of course, and God, the discipline of the man. He had kept quiet during the spanking. He deserved a reward.

“Let me hear you, baby,” he ground out as he pistoned his cock. “Moan for me, cry for me.”

His good little sub did as he was told. Grunts of pleasure morphed into small cries. “That’s it, baby,” he crooned. His body was covered in sweat as was Will’s. The warmth of the Maryland night was only partly responsible. They were both working hard, Dane with his thrusting and Will taking the assault without breaking his stance.

As Dane’s rhythm increased, he released one side of Will’s hip to reach around and clasp the man’s dick. It was shorter than his own, but thicker and uncut. He didn’t need lube to rub up and down its length. The effort forced another long groan from the man he held. Dane smiled in satisfaction and picked up the pace. Front and back, he pounded and stroked, delving deeper into Will’s clinging hole with each thrust. Their bodies became so welded together, the fucking and jerking so tightly synched, it was as if his cock pierced Will and came out the front into his waiting hand. He drove them both relentlessly to greater heights until he erupted for the second time that night. He fell onto Will’s back, a roar spilling onto the slick skin even as he felt the first of Will’s cum spurting over his fingers.

He worked both cocks, wringing every drop from both bodies. When his cock stopped jerking and his knees threatened to buckle, Dane stood straight. Holding the condom in place, he pulled out of Will’s ass, smiling at the soft hiss when he did so. Will was obviously a pain slut and given how Dane liked to cause it, they were a perfect fit. Placing a palm on Will’s back, he said, “Stay.”