Free High Voltage by Angelique Voisen

begging for
some release.
    As if his master knew Heath’s body
and needs like he knew his own, Volt’s hand unerringly found his prick. Volt
pinched his cock head and Heath nearly came by then, but he remembered suddenly
he didn’t have the permission to come.
    “Please, master. Please.”
    “The sound of your begging is
fucking sweet, Heath. It only makes me want to hear it even more.”
    Heath gulped. Volt rearranged him so
he was now kneeling in front of his master. He could feel his reddened and warm
bottom with every little movement.
    “Suck me, Heath. Suck me good and I
might just let you come.”
    The towel around Volt’s waist came
off and Heath practically salivated at the sight of his impressive length. The
thick member beckoned to him. He eagerly leaned forward, curling one hand over
Volt’s base. Heath gathered the pre-cum on Volt’s tip and began to spread it
across his veined body. Once Volt’s shaft was completely lubricated, Heath
began to administer licks. He savored the taste of Volt in his mouth. Feeling
Volt’s hands fisting his hair and urging him to move on, he opened his mouth
and began to deep throat him.
    Heath was so used to Volt’s length
and thickness by now, he could take all of Volt. He applied suction with every
inch he covered, enjoying the sound of the other man’s appreciative moans above
him. When he felt Volt’s prick hit the back of his throat he withdrew only to
dive in again.
    “Fuck, Heath. You’re such a good
little cocksucker.”
    The grip on his hair tightened and
Volt began to take control. Heath let the other man thrust himself into his
mouth. Volt used his hair as a handle, slowing down when Heath’s gag reflex
rose. It only took a few more thrusts for Volt’s cum to spill into his mouth.
Heath caught every single drop and licked his lips after.
    “Good boy.” Volt reached down and
began to pump at his aching cock. “Time for your reward. Come for me, Heath.”
    Heath erupted as soon as the
command fell from his master’s lips. He shuddered and sighed, swaying slightly
on his knees. Wave after wave of pleasure rode him down, but Volt’s steady
hands kept him firmly rooted to reality. When he came to, he saw his master was
semi-erect again. Volt’s gaze was dark and heavy. There was no mistaking what
he wanted.
    Without being told what to do,
Heath went on his hands and knees. He pushed up his pink bottom at Volt,
tempting him. Heath heard Volt’s quick footsteps fading away, probably getting
the lube from the bedroom. He sighed when he felt Volt’s hand palming his
spanked bottom.
    “Beg me for it, you little slut.”
    “Please fuck me, master.”
    Heath felt Volt’s powerful hands
parting his globes, his cold, slick, and lubed fingers on the tip of his
sensitive hole. He impatiently moaned for Volt. Heath wanted to let his master
know he was more than ready to take him.
    “Hush, little
tabby.” Heath groaned when Volt inserted two fingers into his opening,
scissoring and massaging their way for his entry.
    “Please, master. I want to feel you
moving inside me, claiming me.”
    “That’s right, Heath. I’m going to
hammer into you over and over again so you remember you’re fucking mine and
mine alone.”
    The fingers on his hole disappeared, replaced by Volt’s larger tip. Volt’s
hands firmly locked on his waist. Once Volt pushed past the thick ring of
muscles, the slight burn faded. Heath practically writhed in pleasure, but
Volt’s hand landed on his bottom again.
    “Stay still, Heath.”
    Heath had a hard time obeying. His
entire body was singing, building with pleasure as he waited to be filled with
each of Volt’s deep and lingering strokes. Gripping his hips tights, Volt
seemed to sink deeper and deeper into him, as if he was seeking his core, his
soul.
    Heath didn’t need to tell his
master his body, heart, and soul always belonged to him. Volt already knew, but
he claimed him all the same. The heat inside Heath spread to his cock,