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| The Master and the Boy - The Mouth | | | | 3. The Mouth
The boy's ears could hear the muffled sounds of many pairs of feet traversing the stone corridor on their way to the next classes; he could hear the bustle of conversations, and bursts of laughter. But it all seemed so distant to him, so unreal, as if the only thing separating him from that world was the thin border of a wooden door the man was pressing him against. Here, in this place there was only darkness. The warm darkness of his Master's hot breath traveling over his face and the cool darkness of his cold hand that suddenly reached up and grabbed his chin. Long fingers dug into his cheeks, cupping his face and lifting it straight to meet the third darkness - the vast, fiery abyss of black eyes gleaming in the darkness. Aiden felt one of the slender fingers cupping his face move to his lips, stroking them gently and pressing against them as if seeking entrance. He opened them invitingly, but the finger didn't enter his mouth. Not immediately. First he began to wander over his lips, stroking them carefully, as if the man wanted to examine their texture very carefully and soak in their moisture. Aiden felt more and more clearly the man's rapid breathing on his face, saturated with the acrid aroma of herbs and the heavy, warm scent of... arousal.
His heart was fluttering in his chest like a butterfly wanting to be free from the man's imprisonment. He didn't have the slightest chance of doing so though. He could only watch helplessly as his wings burned in the embers, their molten remnants flowing down his body in thick drops of shivers.
Then the man's low, trembling whisper broke through the crackle of the fire: "Such sweet lips... Pure, flawless... Oh, how I would love to befoul them now..." The finger caressing the boy's lips slowly began to creep into his mouth, brushing against his teeth and his tongue, and Aiden felt the smooth skin on the pad. "Wet and hot... made to please me. Don't you think so?"
What? Did the Master really think Aiden could answer? All he could do at that moment was to part his lips even wider and let his teacher's long finger reach further into their warm, needy depths.
"I see that you agree with me..." the man's whisper was heavy and throaty, and Aiden heard a slight sarcasm in it, but it quickly disappeared when the boy wrapped his tongue around the finger penetrating the inside of his mouth, and then carefully raised his hand and touched the Master's hand, pressing it suggestively and directing another finger straight to his mouth.
He purred softly as a second finger slipped between his lips and he immediately captured it with his tongue, sucking it deeper. He saw in the black eyes of the man staring at him something so untamed... so filled with delight that his knees buckled and the heat in his loins pressed against his pants, digging into them painfully, trapped and trembling.
"If you could see yourself now..." the Master whispered, and this time there was no trace of mockery in his voice. Just complete... bewilderment. Aiden saw it in the burning gaze of those amazing eyes, consuming his face like the most beautiful image of submission. "Open it wider. Even more. I want to see... the inside."
Aiden obeyed. He parted his lips, allowing the man's fingers to slide even deeper into the hot interior of his mouth, and then very slowly out of it. Moist and hot. And then they dove in again, and the thick syrup of the Master's voice flowed into Aiden's ears: "Yes, Just like that. This is how I would immerse myself in their hot interior. Deeper and farther--" A third finger joined the boy's mouth, pushing it apart as they moved in and out, getting hotter, wetter. His breath rattled in his lungs. "--until I filled them with my cum and plunged into them again, watching it dribble down your chin... And then I would send you to the lesson, knowing that you still felt it in your throat, that you still felt its taste in your mouth, no longer clean... no, now tainted with your teacher's cum".
Gods... that hurt. This heat... ignited in his body by each word that flowed from the Master's lips and into his soul, into his loins... and it hurt more and more. He was already so hard, he couldn't take it anymore... and those long fingers just kept slipping back into his mouth, deeper and faster... His eyes were so blurry he could barely see anything.
And then - amid loud, rapid breathing and a perpetual hum filling his ears - the boy heard the distant sound of bells announcing the start of the next lessons.
No!
Aiden almost moaned as the man's wet fingers slipped from his mouth and the Master released his face, pulling away and trying to control himself.
He was breathing as hard as Aiden.
"Enough. We can't let you be late for class."
Aiden saw that smirk playing on the man's stubbled lips again.
What? How was he supposed to go to class now? In such a state, when he still felt that painful grip down there...?
He licked his dry lips, trying to even his breathing, and involuntarily looked down. The Master's gaze followed his, and the man's eyes sparkled.
"What do we have here?" the man asked, and Aiden almost jumped when the Master's hand reached and touched the prominent bulge beneath the fabric of his pants, bringing it to life and sending hot sparks into his tormented loins. "I can't send you to class like this?" Aiden whimpered and a violent discharge shot through his body as Master's hand tightened on his groin with an almost predatory force. "You're so impossibly hard... It must definitely hurt."
Aiden nodded, squeezing his eyes shut and feeling like he wouldn't be able to stand it any longer...
"It hurts a lot... Master," he croaked, feeling his knees shaking uncontrollably.
"Then maybe we can free it?"
Aiden's eyes snapped open as the man's hand quickly unzipped his pants and allowed his cock to emerge from beneath the restrictive material. The boy sobbed as he felt the cool breeze on his hot, throbbing erection. He looked down, trying to control the blush creeping onto his cheeks when he saw it... so exposed, heavy, sticking out from under the dark fabric and almost vibrating with desire.
"T-tou-- it-- plea--" he whispered vaguely, unable to put his thoughts together and express everything that was growing inside him, more and more, almost overflowing, and that mocking smile and that dark look stripping from all the shelters did not help him control himself at all. But he had to... he had to control himself! How was he to-- in such a condition?
"Excuse me? Do you want me to touch it?"
Aiden nodded, parting his lips and trying to breathe some air into his aching, constricted lungs.
"I don't know if that's a good idea..." the man replied quietly and Aiden saw it... he saw how that greedy gaze slid over his body, so intrusive, as if he couldn't get enough of the view... "We'll wait here a moment until you cool down. I shouldn't... make you even hotter. You need to calm down if you want to go to class."
Aiden let out an anguished sigh.
What a bastard! How could he mock him like that? After all, it was the man who... brought him to this state! And besides-- - Aiden's hazy gaze moved along that tall, slender body, stopping at the prominent bulge in his black pants - --he looked like he needed to cool down himself!
"It's impossible, Master. You always... have this effect on me?" he whispered quietly, once again delving into the narrow, dark tunnels of the eyes opposite him with his green eyes. "Whenever you're this close... I can't, I can't... control myself. And I just want-- I just want--"
He felt his stomach convulse as he saw the man's black eyebrows knit and his lips part, hungrily drinking every word from his mouth.
"So it's my fault?" the Master asked, moving closer, and Aiden heard the hot rasp in his voice, as if the words were too heavy, too saturated to pass freely down his throat. "So how about if I told you that I should be getting ready for class right now and all I can think about is fucking you? Hmm?" Aiden felt something incredibly hot descend rapidly to his loins, snake-like towards his throbbing groin. "Who's fault is it?"
Gods! Did Master really say that?
Aiden saw the light reflecting off the staring black eyes, growing, consuming...
"So why don't you do it?" he asked quietly.
The eyes narrowed even more, sparkling, numb with--
?To teach you self-control, boy,? thin lips hissed.
"Me?"
The Master's face was only centimeters from Aiden's, his moist, hot breath blowing over it.
"Do not provoke me."
Well, if that's how he decided to play...
With the greatest effort, Aiden tore his gaze away from the eyes devouring him and lowered his eyelids, taking a deep breath, filled with the man's musky scent. He was so dizzy, he heard a pounding in his ears, he could barely stand, but if the Master decided to play unavailable, so be it. He'll try to control himself.
The man moved away from him. Darren slowly turned to face the door, trying to calm his rapid breathing and calm down. It was so hard though, so damn hard... when he still heard that heavy breathing behind him, when he still felt those slender fingers delving into his mouth, when he still had the impression that just one touch, the lightest one, and everything would cumulate in him and ejaculate...
And then suddenly he heard a rustle behind him... and a guttural growl that sounded like: "Damn it!"
The Master's tall, hard body pressed violently against him, crushing him into the door, and the cool hands pulled down his pants with one jerk, and Aiden felt the Master's fingers predatorily digging into his buttocks, spreading them, and a hot, lava-like, hard cock pressed against his entrance.
Aiden whimpered, digging his nails into the door and feeling the Master slid through his entrance with a strong thrust, hitting his hips and pushing his throbbing cock painfully into the hard door.
The world ceased to exist, shattering in sparks and wood-muffled moans spilling from his mouth as the Master began to thrust into him with sharp, quick thrusts, one arm wrapping around his chest and the other wrapping around his hand that was clinging to the door, intertwining his long fingers with the boy's fingers.
Aiden couldn't stop whimpering when the Master's cock was tearing at him in such a violent, untamed way, as if it wanted to punish him... and when he heard the Master moaning throatily in his ear, as if each thrust could be his last... and when he felt his own erection rubbing against the cool wood, slamming against it as the Master's hips slammed into his buttocks, impaling him on that rock hard, throbbing desire inside him, deeper and deeper, harder, faster...
At the same moment that the whole world exploded with pleasure so strong that Aiden's senses began to whimper and the heat from his trapped erection spilled onto the door, the Master entered him with a sound like the growl of an angry animal and he came inside him, ejaculating molten lava inside him and trapping Aiden's trembling body in a grip so strong he seemed to want to crush him, smash him...
The man pushed again, pouring all his desire into him, and again? and Aiden felt like he was going to die... that if the Master released him, he would fall to the floor and be unable to get up. His knees were trembling, his exhausted muscles were throbbing painfully, and the sense-depriving pleasure was spreading in waves throughout his body, drowning him in the embrace of darkness.
Only after a long moment, filled with two heavy breaths dancing in the air and a slowly fading fog of daze, did Aiden feel the Master pull out of him carefully, leaving an empty space in the shape of his penis... and warm semen dripping down his thighs.
He knew it was over. He knew the Master was going to leave him now, coldly moving away from him, as he always did after he filled him... but then his exhausted, struggling heart fluttered again, because the Master... he didn't move away. On the contrary. He moved even closer to him, burying his face in Aiden's hair and inhaling their scent deeply into his nostrils. The boys was just standing there, unable to move, as if the man couldn't, didn't want... to leave him. Body to body. The Master's tall, hard body pressed tightly against Aiden's sweaty back, hot breath in his hair, fanning across his scalp... Slender fingers releasing his battered hand from the crushing grip and slipping into the soft strands of his hair, combing them carefully as if they were caressing him.
One more breath, one touch, fingers running through his hair... and the Master was gone. He pulled away as suddenly as if realization had just dawned on him, releasing Aiden from the tight prison of his arms and hands, and the boy staggered slightly, completely surprised. And before he could react in any way, he saw the Master's hand tighten on the doorknob and at the last moment he managed to move away from the door, allowing the man to open it and disappear behind it without a single word, like a slowly disappearing shadow.
Aiden felt a huge emptiness inside him, as if he was out of breath in the tight darkness of the cupboard. As if when the Master left, there was no oxygen here. It was no longer the same place filled with heavy breathing. Now that the Master had taken all the hot darkness with him, all that remained was... a cold, lonely space... that was too alien and inhospitable to live in... that pricked his chest and stung his eyes... and which forced its way into his befuddled senses, reminding him that the lessons had already begun, that he should put himself together and get out of here.
But maybe for a moment... just a little while... he could pretend that the musk-scented darkness is still here, with him... and it's still stroking his hair; and it still fills him; and this time... it doesn't leave him.
Never again.
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