Hand spun fantasies

 

 

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chapter 12.

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Ben's POV

 

Oh shit, oh fuck, oh maaaan, he's making me purr. I didn't know I could purr, it's not exactly... Manly; but dammit it's like sensory overload. 

 

"Logan!" I squeak when he tugs both my trousers and boxers down together, leaving me completely exposed to his gaze. I look away, feeling suddenly embarrassed.

 

"Ben." 

 

"Hm?"

 

"Look at me." he says sternly. 

He hasn't touched me yet, but the anticipation is making me tingle. At the same time, the intrinsically awkward person I really am, is very self conscious about my current position. How do I measure up? Am I good enough? 

I can't do it, I can't look at him. I feel his warm breath ghosting on my naval a second before he nips the senstive skin, making me yelp and look at him in suprize.

 

"Don't take your eyes off me." he growls at me, making me shiver at the sheer possessivness that meets my eyes.

 

Never taking his eyes off of me, he lowers his mouth towards my now, painfully hard penis, licking the leaking fluid slowly, and sensually, making me close my eyes involuntarily and moan in pleasure. 

His mouth engulfs me completely, his hands, bruising on my bum, makes me open my eyes to see his lips flush with my groin and it makes me delerious with pleasure. He bobs his head up and down, bringing one of his hands to massage my now aching balls, which desperately want to unload, but everytime he senses my impending release, he draws back, teasing me with fleeting kisses that leave me flustered. 

 

"Logan!" I whine, tangling my fingers in his hair, prompting him closer to my dick, but he evades me easily, kissing my balls instead! 

 

"Logan!!" I cry in frustration, but he just chuckles, looking at me seductively. 

 

"What do you need baby?" he says teasingly.

 

"You!" I breath out.

 

"hmm, me. What do you need from me  sweet heart? How do you want me to please you?" he asks softly, kissing my shaft fleetingly between each word.

 

Heated by the intensity of his gaze, I take in Logan. My Logan. Hair disheveled by my own hands, kneeling between my thighs, my cock pointing at him posessively, stating my claim, and the words just come to me.

 

"Suck me." I demand, and watch his gleaming eyes, knowing I've pleased him.

 

"With pleasure." he says and engulfs me in his warm paradise, deepthroating me repeatedly, sucking the tip hard everytime he comes up. My moans escape uncensored and I find myself chanting his name over and over, feeling unreal pleasure. 

Suddenly I feel a lubricated finger probing my hole, and suprize makes me clench tensly. 

 

I don't have a fear of anal sex. I'm a nerd, therefore, I'm well read on the subject; and what I haven't come across in books, I've certainly come across in the recent dreams and fantasies I've been having. So I consciously try to relax against his digit, trusting him wholey, wanting this experience which I've fantasised about.

 

I reach my hands to the back and open myself to him, giving him free reign. He slowly releases my cock, inch by inch, never straying from my gaze. 

 

"Do you know how sexy you look right now? He nuzzles my navel, running his hand from my outter thigh, all the way round, pressing his finger against my hole again. I don't know when he managed to lubricate it and what with, but whatever it is, it gives the probing finger easier access. He shallowly pushes it in and out, then all the way in. It feels weird, like I've got a suppository wedged in my arse. Not pleasant but not unpleasant either. He takes my neglected dick in his mouth again, distracting my attention from his probing digits when all of a sudden, I feel lights burst through my now closed eyelids, pleasure so intense I forget my name for a second. 

 

"Gnnnnn ohhhh bloody wow" I mumble breathlessly.

 

"hmmmm" he hums around me and between running a hand up and down my shaft, lips clamped on my cock, and other hand probing and teasing my prostate, I come undone. Shouting his name for all to hear.

He takes it all, and doesn't release me until i'm soft again.

A bus could run over me right now and I don't think I'd feel it, I'm in such bliss right now, I imagine this is what being high is like.

 

Logan kisses me and I taste myself on him. Kinky, I think distractedly. If I wasn't pinned on the wall by his frame I would've slid down in my current hazy state, when all of a sudden I find my self getting carried to the bed, and I nuzzle my face in Logans warm neck, against his hammering pulse, which I start kissing softly before I get laid on the bed. 

 

I want to return the favour, so I reach for him, but he kisses me gently and tells me to not worry about it.

 

"Rest." he kisses my forehead, and pulls the blanket over me.

I surround my self with his smell, then drift off to blissful sleep.      

 

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tbc

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eeeek, this is like the second smutty thing I've written, ever, so I'm sorry if it's rubbish :S

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