Tentatively, then roughly.

After sucking the stranger's dick for a few minutes, I heard Aaron whisper something into his ear. They both looked down at me kneeling on the floor, and I did my very best submissive eyes. The stranger nodded and moved over to Jacob and Thomas, who by this point were outright fucking. I watched Jacob riding Thomas' dick, bouncing up and down with his hands on Thomas' pecs. I hadn't seen it yet, but it hit me that Jacob's cock was big. Like, cartoon-big. Like, I-want-that-in-me big. I wondered if he ever topped, and how much begging I'd get to do before he let me sit on it.

Aaron was kneeling down to meet me, and pecked me on the neck. "Like what you see?" he asked, nodding toward the pair on the bed. The stranger was kissing Thomas now, still all hands. I nodded, and said "Oh, yes." For some reason the way I said it made Aaron laugh, which I immediately discovered was my favourite sound in the world. He stood and quickly pulled me up to meet him - again I caught that roughness and looked into his eyes. I was looking for a sign that he wasn't just careless - that he was being a little rough on purpose, and that he knew I liked it. I saw it.

With a kiss I pulled him back a little harder, and he got the message. He picked me up and pushed me onto the bed, where I landed with a thump. He landed on top of me shortly after and we started to make out again, but it was new. His hands were all over me but he was applying a little bit of pressure - pinning my arms, then grabbing my ass, then pushing down on my chest. I suppose at the time he wasn't especially experienced at being a dom, even if he was eager. I guided him gently back to pinning down my arms, giving a couple fake struggles for emphasis. That was maybe a little too pantomime for him, but he pushed back all the same.

Keeping one hand on my arms he expertly took off the rest of my clothes, leaving me naked in front of him. My dick sprang to attention and he briefly lost focus to get between my splayed legs and suck it. I obediently kept my hands where they'd been left - even if nothing was strictly pinning them, I wanted to do what he wanted. There was one thing I really wanted him to do, though, and after a couple of minutes, when he returned to kiss me (the taste of my cock on his tongue, oh god), I pulled his head down so I could tell him.

"**** me."

For the first time since we got into his bedroom I saw a look of doubt on his face, and my stomach dropped. Had I gone too far? Or just too fast? I thought he had been on board with the kink, but maybe actually saying it was a step too far. The thought of the next year stretched away from me; I didn't want to scare him off, not now. Then the reply came.

"Okay."

I closed my eyes with relief. When I opened them, there was one hand on my dick and one on my throat. Both hands squeezed - just a little - and I felt myself reach the edge of orgasm. "I'm gonna cum."

"Yes," Aaron said, now fully in his role. "Cum for me, Max."

I exploded all over myself, completely helpless under his grasp. His hand became coated with the slick substance, and it began to seep across my chest, off my side, and onto his bed. I squirmed a little but he was holding my fast by the neck. I was his, all his, and I was loving it. He released my dick from grasp, and scooped up a little of my cum with that hand. Still holding my throat he put one finger, then two into my mouth. I lapped up my cum, licking it from his fingers as he probed my mouth. All the while he muttered to me, "Oh, you're making yourself so dirty. Do you like that? Do you like being so dirty?"

"Mmhmmm" was about all I could manage with his fingers in my mouth, but as he withdrew them I took another step on the path we'd been following. "Yes, Sir."

He hesitated, but only briefly this time. Then he gave me a devilish little smile and a kiss. "Good boy."