Free Celebrity 2 - Acting Out by Mia Watts Page B

first,” Cree answered.
Evan felt a tight binding wrap the base of his cock and restrict his testicles. “A cock ring?” he asked incredulously.
“Of a kind. I MacGyvered it.”
“I’m pretty sure MacGyver never needed a cock ring to save his life.”
“More’s the pity.” Cree finished, slapped Evan’s ass, and continued his anal teasing.
Suddenly Cree pushed in, filling Evan and making him groan. Evan’s body had to adjust, but Cree didn’t give him time. He thrust in again and Evan’s body crawled with need.
“Don’t slow down,” Evan begged breathlessly.
“I couldn’t if I wanted to. You’re damn tight.”
“You’re the first in a long time.”
The words seemed to spur Cree on. Cree pulled out and fucked hard, slamming his balls against Evan’s ass. Evan’s testicles, held immovable by the binding, stayed in place, and Cree’s balls bounced against them, too. Evan fisted the covers.
Cree paused long enough to lift Evan’s ass in the air. Then the fucking really began. The need to come was so great, but the binding held him in check. If it were possible to get fucked all day long by Cree, Evan would want it. He thrust sure and hard every time, and it wasn’t just anyone’s ass Cree wanted, it was Evan’s. He only hoped that would translate to wanting Evan as they worked out their relationship.
Cree bellowed, rocking hard into Evan’s ass as he came. He’d barely finished when Evan flipped him to his back. Kneeling straddled across Cree’s chest, he lifted his bound cock toward him.
“Take it off,” Evan rasped.
Cree sent him a mischievous wink, took Evan’s cock in his mouth, and started sucking. Evan’s mouth hung open in a strangled cry. Cree’s mouth felt so good Evan didn’t want him to stop. But if Cree didn’t stop, Evan’s cock would explode, he was sure of it.
Cree wrapped his hand around Evan’s cock and licked the tip like a lollipop. “And if I say no?”
“You’re evil,” Evan exclaimed, shaking with the need to come.
“If I undo this, you’ll come too fast. Trust me,” Cree told him. “Do you trust me?”
Evan looked down into his clear blue eyes. “I do.”
“Good.”
Cree propped his head up on pillows. He tugged Evan’s cock and Evan scooted closer. In this position, Evan’s thighs supported Cree’s arms and Evan’s cock filled Cree’s mouth.
It was heaven. It was fucking hell. Torture and pleasure rolled into one perfect moment. Cree sucked the cock head, one hand pumping his shaft while the other messed with the area he’d bound. The pressure slowly released and Evan cried out as intense pleasure made his head swim.
He couldn’t hold still. Rocking his hips, he fucked Cree’s hand and mouth, and still the binding loosened more and more until his balls swung free. Restricted until now, and still close to coming, nothing held back the tide of orgasm Cree released.
Evan yelled and cum streaked up his cock and shot in stinging jets from his cock hole straight into his lover’s mouth. Cree moaned his approval. Evan gasped as the last spurts emptied him and Cree swallowed everything he’d been given.
After Cree sucked him off and helped Evan to his back, they looked at each other.
Evan started laughing. “That was amazing.”
“You’re amazing,” Cree whispered. He kissed Evan tenderly. “Thank you for trusting me.”
“I should have—”
Cree put a finger over his lips and shook his head slightly. “That’s forgiven.”
Cree curled into Evan’s side, resting his head on Evan’s shoulder. He pressed kisses to Evan’s neck, and Evan hugged him close.
“I love you, Evan. I knew I loved you back in LA and I should have told you then. I was afraid to after we had that fight. I’m glad you came home.”
“Oh, thank God.”
“What?” Cree asked.
“I was afraid I’d have to wait months to hear that you loved me back.” He looked down at Cree. “I would’ve—waited—but I’m glad I don’t have to.”
Cree pushed up to half cover Evan.