OBSESSION

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Chapter 23



I slowly, carefully, extracted the tip of my penis from the boy’s ass. The rounded knob hadn’t even fully penetrated him. I’d stopped just as the widest part of my helmet had breached and stretched his little hole, just as he’d gasped out in pain.



Looking down as my rosy crown withdrew, I was still tempted to just slam it back deep inside of him, to bury myself fully within his body. But then I had to go and look at his face….at his trusting big blue eyes staring back at me. And I couldn’t have hurt him for anything….not even my own carnal pleasure.



Easing back on my heels, letting my rapidly softening cock slap back against my thighs, a frown crossed my features.



“Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” I asked sternly, folding my arms across my chest to prevent my hands from reaching out to his hips, to resist the urge to pull him backwards towards me and impel him good and proper.



“I……I….”



Keeping his gaze fixed on me, he moved his body off all fours, easing himself down in the shallow water, crossing his ankles and drawing his knees up close to his chest and hugging them…..



“You planned to give your virginity to me like a sacrificial lamb, didn’t you?” I accused. I may have sounded annoyed, but I was actually quite pleased that this beautiful boy had chosen me to be the one to deflower him. I’d never taken a virgin before….I felt rather honoured.



“I……I….”



He lowered his head and buried his face in the crooks of his arms. He was probably ashamed of himself for using me. And so he should be….I could have really hurt him. A boy’s first time should be gentle, tender…something to remember. A smile played on my lips. I could still make it special for him. Standing up, I held out my hand.



“Come on…... Let’s make you a man.”



He lifted his head, and I saw that his eyes were shimmering with unshed, grateful tears. He accepted my hand, as I knew he would……



Drawing him to his feet, I looked around in the dimming twilight for somewhere to sit. I needed somewhere that would not be too uncomfortable on my ass. I found the perfect spot on a small boulder on the other side of the oasis. Letting go of his little fingers, I settled myself in place, wiggling my butt to make sure I wouldn’t slide off. When I was satisfied, I patted my lap.



“Sit,” I commanded. Like a naughty little school boy he did so, settling himself down sideways across my legs, keeping his knees tightly shut together, his dainty hands clasped protectively over his manhood. Not quite the way I had hoped he would sit on me, but it was a start.



As soon as his bare bum cheeks had made contact with my skin, I felt myself beginning to harden once again. I put my arms around him and drew him closer towards me, lifting my face up to his, puckering my lips.



Without a moments hesitation, he closed his eyes and leaned down to me, his hands now leaving his pubic nest and finding their way to the back of my head, gripping my hair tightly in his fingers. Our lips clashed together, and the boy surprised me by the dominant way his tongue sought possession of mine first.



I liked the way our smooth chests pressed together as we kissed, with both pairs of our erect nipples rubbing against one another’s…It sent the familiar bolts of tingling electricity straight down to my toes. Putting a hand behind his neck, I forced my tongue in deeper inside his mouth, pushing it as far to the back of his throat as I could, showing him I was the one in control.



He was gasping and panting for breath by the time I stopped. And he had another erection. His eyes opened slowly, and never moved from my face, not even when one of my hands found his hardness and closed around him. Not even when I began to pump him slowly up and down. My own eyes stared right back at him, wordlessly letting the little cadet see that I enjoyed the touch of him, the feel of him……Him



Keeping my eyes locked with his, my other hand cupped his rounded ass cheeks, my fingers deftly squeezing and kneading the warm fleshy curves. Using my knees, I forced him to move a little, so that his little manhole was exposed to my exploring fingertips. Very, very gently, and watching for any sign of discomfort, I slowly inserted the first finger inside him.



Apart from his large eyes opening a little wider, there was no evidence of distress, so I added a second one. Again, the boy seemed to take it well. In fact, his eyes now closed, and his head went back a little as he gave a soft moan.



Becoming daring, I inserted a third finger. The grip that had relaxed in my hair now tightened again. I stopped the intrusion, but kept the digit in place, not moving it until I felt him relax, until I felt him begin to buck himself very slightly upon my invading fingers. Then I pushed it all the way in with the others.



The boy’s moans became louder, and he brought his head back down, and began kissing me fervently, his hips now bucking faster against my impelled knuckles. Kissing him back just as passionately, I began to scissor the fingers that were up inside his body, preparing his passageway for the penetration that was to follow.



“Ah, I’m going to...I’m going to...”



And he did, ejaculating all over the fingers of the hand that I still had tightly clenched around his rod. I put my palm over the spurting liquid coming from his body, catching it up and letting it gather in a small pool. Then, when his tiny frame had finished its spasms of delight, I smeared his precious juice over my own hard erect member, lubricating myself ready for him.



When my cock was fully coated, I licked the remaining fluid from my hand with relish, before carefully removing the fingers that were still buried within the little cadet’s ass, pushing him gently off my lap.



Standing there, his little deflated cock still dripping, he opened his eyes and smiled at me, that great big beaming smile that I had first fallen in love with. At me...he was finally bestowing it upon me! My heart lurched. I had to take him...now.



Placing my hands on the sides of his hips, I turned the boy around so that he had his back towards me. He looked over his shoulder at me nervously.



“It’s alright,” I told him, smiling. “I just want you to sit back down on my lap again, but this time...” I let one hand drop from his body, and reached instead for my erection. I fisted it, and made sure it was standing rampant, jutting out away from my body. The little blond continued to stare at me, puzzlement in his eyes. Ah yes, I had to remember, he knew nothing about the art of lovemaking.



Taking hold of him with both hands again, I guided him carefully, ass first, down towards me. His fingers gripped tightly to each of my knees, as I positioned him between my open legs. My heart began to hammer uncontrollably as he began the slow descent downwards on his own, his little bottom thrust towards my stomach, his small virgin hole aimed directly at my cock head.



With trembling hands, I steered him in the right direction, and soon I felt the heat of him against my sensitive flesh. My shaking fingers left his sides, and glided down across the smooth peachy skin of his ass globes, my thumbs going into the crack and pulling the cheeks apart, exposing his secret treasure ready for me to plunder.



My little cadet was trembling just as much as me. And he was still staring at me over his shoulder, his big eyes silently looking for guidance. I let my penis nudge gently at his entrance, asking for permission to enter.



“Can you feel me?” I asked. He nodded, and I had to take several deep breaths to calm myself before I could speak again, my voice notably raising an octave. “Good. Now, I want you to... slowly...let yourself down on top of me, let me...penetrate you.”



He nodded again, then turned his head away, staring out towards the darkening emptiness of the desert. Perhaps I should have turned him to face me, so that I could watch his expression as he lost his innocence to me, but it was too late to do anything now, as I felt him tense his arm muscles, and he lowered himself ever so slightly down, my cock feeling itself caught between his cheeks, perched at the very entrance to him.



I forced my ass back against the hard edge of the stone I was sat upon, trying desperately to allow the boy take the lead in his own deflowerment. I let my fingers roam his body, one hand running up and down an outer thigh, the other soothing over his back and buttocks. I whispered words of encouragement to him.



“You can do it...Take your time...Yes like that, push yourself back like that... Backwards...Now forwards...Ohhh that’s it, that’s it, the heads in...Well done, well done...Now, just a little bit more...Come on, a little bit further...You can take more of me than that, surely?”



His breathing was coming in short little raspy pants, and his body quivered, bathed in sweat. The sweetest little sounds and noises were issuing from within his throat as, with a final push and a grunt, he lowered himself completely back upon me, until he was finally nestled in my lap, pinned to me by the engorged peg that he had sat himself upon. I allowed him time to get use to me, to let his body adjust to the intrusion inside him. But not for long. I may have been sat on stone, but I wasn’t made of stone...



Placing my arms around his chest, I gripped my wrists in my hands, and thrust myself upwards sharply. He threw back his head, almost smacking me in the face, and let out a surprised yelp. I smiled. And he had thought my cock was in as deep as it could go... He had so much to learn, and I was glad I was the one that he had chosen to teach him. I was even more glad that we had the whole night ahead of us in which he could learn his lessons...and learn them well.



As he began to relax, as his gorgeous body started to respond and he began to slowly, tentatively, ease himself up and down my shaft, I lost all restraint. With a snarl of pure lust, I simultaneously bit down hard on the side of his neck, while my hands rose up and my fingers pinched harshly at his nipples. He gave a surprised little squeak, and his ass muscles constricted around my deeply buried member. The pain of the tightness of him, the heat of his insides enclosing me, the sensation as he slipped even further down upon me...all resulted in me coming before I was ready.



I sat there and held him tight, my fingers frozen in their painful grip on his sensitive nubs, my hips pushed upwards, as I strained to get as far inside him as I could, to pump my seed deep within his ass. I could feel my cock throbbing and pulsating, delivering the precious sap into his body, through its slit.



Breathing heavily, my tight hold on him lessened in time with my cocks deflatement. All too soon, my limp member slipped from his ass, the juices inside him running out, trailing down in between my legs. I dropped my forehead onto his back, catching my breath. It may have been short...but it had most definitely been sweet!



He turned his head around to look at me again, and I raised my eyes to gaze at him. The look on his face was sheer heaven to behold. I may not have witnessed his becoming a man as I took him, but now I could see his eyes no longer held that look of boyish wonder. Instead, he looked like a lust hungry wolf...and I was his prey...



“Do it again,” he commanded softly, standing up and turning to face me. “Make me cum again, please sir.”



I looked at the boy’s groin. He was hard for an unbelievable third time, his cock bobbing and straining upward. I watched as he grinned, and his fingers slipped around his own hardness. I watched as he began to masturbate himself. And I felt myself harden again, especially when, in the moonlight, I saw my sperm glistening its way down the insides of his thighs.



I reached a hand around to the back of his ass, my fingers sliding over the still warm liquid that was escaping him, feeling at his hole for any damage I may have done. There didn’t appear to be any. No tears, no rips. No blood.



The cadet seemed to enjoy my probing of his body, for he began to try and impel the fingers that were assessing him. With a chuckle, I slapped his rump and stood up. The night air was getting chilly. I would take him next in the comfort and warmth of the shelter. Besides which, my own ass felt as if it were getting bruised from the rough surface it had been sat upon.



Removing his hand from his stiff little member, I wrapped my own fingers around his hardness, and thus led him forward. With a smile like a Cheshire cat, he willingly followed. Not that he had much choice, the tender position he was in...



Leading him by his erect cock, I took him back to the canvas tent that was softly illuminated by the suspended lamp inside, and closed the door behind us. It was a shame there was no way to lock or secure it but nothing, no intrusion by anyone, was going to stop me this time. I had finally claimed the little cadet as my own. I had marked him, and implanted within him my seed. And I was about to do so again.



Only this time, I was going to enjoy the experience and make it last. This time, I could be rough and assertive. Aspen was no longer a frightened, inexperienced, shy virgin boy. I had made him into a man. So now he would take it, like a man...



Laying down on top of the warm fleecy bedroll, I reached for my little cadet, and dragged his naked form down beside me. I let my hands roam his body while my mouth set about his lips. He really seemed to enjoy kissing. I simply enjoyed everything about him. His taste, his touch, his smell...



Still attached to my face by his lips, the blond pushed himself up on top my body. Then, rather boldly, his mouth left mine and went to my neck, where I felt him begin to suck at my flesh. He was trying to mark me. He was trying to become the dominant one. I couldn’t have that. I would have to teach my new lover where his place was to be in this relationship.



Flipping him over roughly I pinned him down on his back, forcing his arms high above his head, holding his hands tightly within the grip of mine. I crushed my body weight down on top of him, my legs spread either side of his small frame, thrusting my pelvis forward, letting him feel my hardness against his soft stomach. Then I lowered my head, and with a snarl I bit him, even though there wasn’t much skin left on his throat that hadn’t already been marked.



He groaned, and his eyes closed, his hips bucking. I could feel his erection slicking against me, leaving a trail of pre-cum upon my skin. I moved my body a little, so our two hard cocks could kiss each other. The wetness leaking out of us mingled together, and I felt myself stiffen even harder at the intimacy of the action.



Gripping both his slim wrists in the grasp of one of my hands, my free hand now travelled downwards to meet our rigid members. Lifting myself up just enough to let my hand slide between our bodies, my fingers closed around both shafts, forcing them together even closer and beginning a slow pumping rhythm, squeezing and releasing as I ground my hips up and down against him.



His soft groan became a moan, and his head and spine arched back, his fingers flying opening briefly, before closing back over the ones restraining him, nails digging in as he lost contact with reality. I was taking him out of this world...



Lifting my head, I gazed down at his face. He was biting his lower lip, chewing and sucking on the tender morsel of his mouth as his teeth worried it. His eyes were squeezed tight shut. With a smile, I lay my mouth over his, stopping him from gnawing his own flesh, making him dance with my tongue instead. He ate me as greedily as I ate him.



Even though he pulled on his arms, trying to lower them down, I resisted letting go. I held him there fast. I liked the feel of him beneath me, squirming. I liked it a lot. So much so In fact, I was going to make him squirm some more.



Releasing the fingers I held around our cocks, I slid my hand out and reached for one of his slim lean legs. With very little effort, I placed it around the back of my waist. The boy was a quick learner. Without needing to be told, he lifted his other leg and wrapped it around me, his ankles interlocking, his bottom being raised slightly. Sliding my hand now beneath his lower spine, I supported him, tingles of pure pleasure escalating throughout my body, as I felt him begin to thrust himself up at me, offering me his tight little hole again.



Still locked in our passionate kiss, I let my cum heavy cock find its way to his entrance. My mind spun as I felt the head bump against his hole for the second time that night. My toes scrabbled against the bedding as I fought to find leverage, as I started to thrust and push upwards and inwards. His oh so tight little opening tried to resist me at first, but I persevered until the crown of me slipped inside of him.



For just a moment, the kissing stopped, as the blond caught his breath and his big blue eyes flew open. I stopped my thrusting, and I waited until he was ready.



I knew when he wanted me to continue. He slowly began to pump himself upon me, trying to force himself up on my hardness. He relaxed, and I slid forward.



Keeping my eyes open, watching the exquisite emotions playing on his face, I plunged in, sinking my entire length inside his hot, firm body in one swift motion. He cried out, but not in pain. The sound that burst from his throat was one of pure passion. Almost animalistic, it brought out the beast in me, and set it free.



Releasing his captured hands now, I gripped his hips, lifting his lower half with me as I raised myself up to my knees. With his legs still securely wrapped around me, only his shoulders and his head remained flat against the floor, as I pummelled my hardness in to him. The force of my jerks was surely giving him blanket burns, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was the way my cock felt, burning up inside him. The friction his tightness caused was undeniably addictive.



I slowed myself down. I wanted to savour the feeling. I wanted to stay inside him forever. Instead of the mindless jerking and pumping I had been doing, I slid in deep and slipped out long, almost to the point of extraction. Then I held myself like that for a few seconds, just barely in him, before beginning the deliberate, torturous slide back in again.



“More... Oh please more...”



The boys panting and cries of ecstasy were what finally threw me over the edge. That, and the way he gripped my forearms with unbelievable strength in his fingers. The way he began to push and thrust at me, his heels digging into the small of my back, forcing me to go in deeper, to stay inside longer.



My cock was overheating. I needed to release myself. The pain in my balls because I refused to let them spill their content was becoming unbearable. Hoisting the boy up just a little higher, I began to pound into him in earnest, the sound of flesh upon flesh echoing into the night. Thanks to the pre-cum that was spilling out of me, and the cum that had already been deposited from my first taking of him, the rough ride that I gave now wasn’t nearly as painful as it could have been.



He would still feel sore in the morning though...



Leaning low over him, I forced myself in up to the hilt, my public hair brushing up against his tender skin. And I froze in that position, as wave after wave of spunk shot out of my deeply embedded cock, and flooded his insides. My hard shaft throbbed and pulsed, releasing my seed and depositing the creamy fluid up high into his tight little body. His inner muscles spasmodically clenched around my pulsating member, milking me of every last drop.



He gave a little whimper, and one of his hands took their tight grip off my arm, and clutched instead around his still hard erection. He pumped at himself like a madman, tossing his head side to side, murmuring and still trying to impel himself on my softening cock. I took pity on him, and let the fingers of my hand join around his pumping ones. With my added grip, he soon spilled, the low murmurings he was making becoming gobbledygook.



Carefully extracting myself from his still gripping tightness, I lay on my back beside him, panting hard. And with an arm across my eyes to stop the room from spinning, I slowly calmed my erratic heart beat down. I had never, ever, cum like that in my lifetime. No other man had ever left me with a dry throat at the end of a good tumbling before. I was pulling in heaving breaths through my mouth.



He moved, curling into me, his entire little body shaking. He was muttering again.



“So good...So good...”



I held him in my arms, stroking him, soothing him. I was good. He couldn’t have lost his virginity to a better person. Although, I guess I might have been a bit too much for a beginner...



A smile crossed my face as I cuddled him. He had given me a memory I would hold with me for a lifetime. Each little moan and groan of pleasure was etched in my mind. Every thrust of his body as I pumped into him was permanently sealed within my brain, waiting for me to recall whenever I wanted to. But I’m a greedy man. And I wanted more memories, so I took him, several times and in several different positions. I certainly made the most of the night I had with the boy.



And in the morning, in the safety of the small shelter, my body wrapped and warmed by his entwining limbs, I brushed a stray strand of blond hair from his sweat damp face, and gazed contentedly down at him. He had learnt so much from me in so few short hours. But I still had so much more I wanted to teach him. There was still so much for him to know.



But a worry began to gnaw at me. What if...what if, now that I had awakened his passions, he sought out another teacher? What if he didn’t want me? What if he went to the mongrel?



I was suddenly surprised to feel a knot of pain deep within my guts. I had never felt this feeling before. I was confused. Why should I care who the boy choose to bed with? Why should it bother me so much who he let shag him?



Looking at the little cadet as he stirred within my arms though, took away all the pain, all the confusion, in an instant.



I was in love...



The realization left me feeling helpless, happy, worried and ecstatic, all in one go. Did the boy feel the same way about me? Gazing down onto his sleeping form, there was nothing to indicate how he felt about me. Well, apart from the amount of cum all over him, which showed he at least loved my body!



I set my mind and made a decision. I would make this boy love me. I would take him, night and day if I had to, on our journey back to the base camp, if it would prove to him that I was the one for him to spend his eternity with. I didn’t ever want to see him in the arms of another man.



Keeping this lovely, lovely boy who had just discovered his own sexual attraction, away from all those randy men back at base...that was now going to be my...



Obsession...